𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟖𝟔: 𝐂𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐂𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐝
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《Rotten Princess Side》
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Holy Demon King Kyrie called the name of the monster that leads Rotten Princess. . . . . .Medusa.
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“Why. . . . . .that name. . . . . .how do you know it?”
“Perhaps because I hugged you, suddenly memories flowed into me.”
“Memories. . . . . .”
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Kyrie says, her face twisted in pain.
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“You’ve been told terrible things, haven’t you? It must have been hard. But don’t worry, you’re not ugly at all.”
“Uh. . . . . .uhh. . . . . .”
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Kyrie’s words sink into her heart.
All along, she was told that she was disgusting.
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Medusa. That’s a snake-like monster.
A slimy surface, with a reptilian face.
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Everyone called her ugly.
She was continually avoided.
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Having evolved into a Demon King, she thought she had finally gained a beautiful appearance.
. . . . . .But now, everyone was afraid of Medusa and wouldn’t come near.
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She was sad.
Yes. . . . . .what she really wanted. . . . . .
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“What you really wanted was for someone to hug you like this.”
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Kyrie smiled like a holy mother and hugged Medusa.
The pent-up emotions broke, and Medusa sobbed, tears flowing.
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Warm. . . . . .
Kyrie’s body was so warm, and she felt comforted.
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That’s right. . . . . .as she had said, I always wanted to be held like this by someone.
That was all I wanted.
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I grew jealous, and over time, I came to hate everything except myself. . . . . .
But what she wished for was such a small desire.
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“Hey, Miss Medusa. Won’t you come to the forest with me? There are many kind monsters there.”
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Kyrie proposed, smiling.
If there’s a fellow understanding person like Kyrie, and her companions. . . . . .life might be quite enjoyable.
But. . . . . .
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“It’s impossible.”
“Why?”
“Because. . . . . .I’m. . . . . .already. . . . . .dead. . . . . .”
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As a sacrifice to summon this Ryomenskuna, Medusa had offered her own body.
If this god disappeared, she would also vanish from this world.
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“It’s okay. I can make you be reborn.”
“Ca. . . . . .Can you really do that?”
“Yes, trust me. Will you. . . . . .entrust yourself to me?”
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There’s no guarantee of success.
In the first place, there’s no way for the dead to be born again into this world.
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But. . . . . .Kyrie’s straightforward eyes were unclouded.
She seemed to believe she could do it.
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“. . . . . .Can you really do it?”
“Yes! There’s nothing impossible for Noir-sama!”
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Noir. . . . . .?
Is it some kind of code word?
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She didn’t understand, but Kyrie’s confidence was tremendous. Medusa had learned of her immense power firsthand.
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To think she could do something like that
In that case. . . . . .it might be worth giving it a try and believing.
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“Please. . . . . .Kyrie. . . . . .save me. . . . . .from this hell.”
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Kyrie nodded, hugged Medusa, who was absorbed by Ryomenskuna. . . . . .
And prayed, her hands clasped behind her back.
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“God. . . . . .please grant this child a new life.”
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That’s when it happened.
Crack. . . . . .! Ryomenskuna began to shine.
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The giant two-faced god was shrinking rapidly.
Kyrie returned to her original size. . . . . .
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And Ryomenskuna was shrinking while shining brightly. . . . . .
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Afterward, a beautiful woman was standing there.
With long purple hair and a voluptuous body.
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Her skin was white and beautiful, as smooth as silk.
Her golden eyes were big, and her eyelids were double-folded.
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“Well! How beautiful! Look, take a look.”
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Kyrie, who had shrunk with her, took out a hand mirror from the pouch she usually wears.
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“No way. . . . . .what. . . . . .this is. . . . . .me. . . . . .?”
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There stood a woman, incredibly. . . . . .beautiful.
Who would call this appearance disgusting?
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Her pupils are split vertically, and only that part looks snake-like, but otherwise, it’s a beautiful appearance with nothing to complain about.
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The form that Medusa desired.
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“I’m glad, Rotten Princess. . . . . . No, Miss Medusa.”
“Thank. . . . . . you. . . . . .thank youuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu! Kyrieeeeeeeeeeeeee! Thank youuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!”
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Medusa hugs Kyrie while crying loudly.
Kyrie seemed truly happy to have saved the heart of a Demon King, not a lost lamb.
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“Thank you, God Noir.”
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Kyrie offered a prayer to the god she believes in, who is always in her heart.
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