Chapter 243: The Beginning of the Battle
After saying those words, Nemo Light— or the Demon King himself— drew his hand back and made a simple gesture.
The pain that lasted for several years stopped at that moment.
Aurorae touched the wall of the illusory bakery and felt the touch was rough and slightly cool. The air was faintly permeated with a reassuring aroma. Not far away, the chatter of passersby faintly came.
He looked at his hands. The cuffs of the waiter’s uniform were white and clean, leaving no traces of blood or sand, as if nothing had happened.
Since the death of its body, the flesh belonging to the lantern blind bug had begun to rot irreversibly. The eyeball provided by Telaranea could only delay the speed of its decay, but it couldn’t fundamentally solve this problem. The pain of death continued to gnaw at his internal organs from the inside, and now it finally stopped.
The gentle and dry air, a body without pain, the despair of dying not so long ago was like a mirage.
But Aurorae didn’t believe that death was far away— He only felt colder, and an ominous chill extended from his limbs to his heart and the expression of the black-hair young man in front of him became even sadder.
His father was grieving.
Aurorae didn’t know whether the tears flowing at the moment were due to reluctance or joy. He had never shed a tear before, and at this point didn’t know how to stop it. After living for too long, the demon slayer didn’t have many emotions left, and now they were squeezed together, and all melted into tears.