My Right Hand Is Too Strong - Chapter 29

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My Right Hand Is Too Strong Episode 29

Episode 29. The Giving Tree (1)

Like a deer head mounted on a wall.

The man who had been consumed by the magi filling the wall and melted into it only stared at Elpinire while repeating the same words.

Elpinire, her fists clenched tightly, walked calmly toward the man.

“10 years ago. Do you remember?”

“Elpinirererere.”

“I hated you humans from the moment I first met you.”

She who could hear the will of plants had disliked humans from their first encounter, as they harmed plants and even made them their staple food.

But even she came to realize that they were not so different from elves, just with different cultures.

She gradually began to be influenced by the vitality and good will they showed while staying in Elsid.

“The mighty empire established in the center of the continent and the small, isolated kingdoms on the frontier… and even the massive religious order that worships the primordial god and other races besides elves.”

The humans told Elpinire about information that was hard to come by in Elsid.

Young Elpinire loved hearing their stories most of all.

She had countless times been scolded by her older brothers and sisters for losing sleep from laughing and chatting with them.

Excluding the blackened final page, those memories remained among the brightest in her life.

That’s why on the day they left, she wailed as if the world was ending.

Please don’t go.

Couldn’t you stay here just a little longer?

She grabbed onto their trouser legs and begged them not to leave, but they said with tears in their eyes.

They would come back later, so don’t cry.

Saying they didn’t like crying faces, they forced smiles and hooked their pinkies with hers, as humans do when making promises.

“But what is this?”

“…”

“Why did it turn out like this?”

Before she knew it, tears were flowing from Elpinire’s eyes.

She shed tears from overwhelming emotions and shouted at the man.

“Alec Yuipon. As the party leader who led everyone back, you said you would confess to Reni, so what is this?”

Even though Elpinire called his name, Alec showed no reaction.

Because he was no longer the man named Alec that she knew.

Because he was an irrational monster with only his shell remaining.

He couldn’t respond to Elpinire’s words at all.

To calm her overwhelming emotions, Elpinire took a deep breath.

The damp cave air filled her lungs.

Thanks to that, she actually calmed down and smiled brightly at Alec.

“The older sisters and brothers probably couldn’t attack because they were experiencing magi for the first time.”

Magi was originally a power that wasn’t well known.

A power that far fewer people knew about than those who didn’t.

Especially among elves, there was no information about it at all.

Therefore, the Guardians couldn’t respond to the unfamiliar power called magi.

They were flustered by the suddenly changed humans and couldn’t attack.

They were defeated due to lack of information, and died because they were defeated.

So this is an extension of that.

What they couldn’t do, I will.

As a Guardian of the New Forest, I’m just putting an end to it.

“I really hated you, despised you.”

I loved you.

“Farewell, Alec Yuipon.”

With a quiet murmur, Elpinire’s fist pierced through Alec’s chest.

The magi instantly evaporated from Alec’s body as his heart burst.

Leaving only very faint magi behind, Alec died while fixed to the wall.

Elpinire looked at Alec and dropped her head.

Only the droplets falling to the floor told of her condition.

I quietly walked over and patted her back.

“I know a dragon in the Underworld, so it will guide him well.”

“…Yeah.”

Elpinire’s shoulders began to tremble finely.

I pretended not to notice and turned my head while patting Elpinire’s back…

“…”

Thump.

My heart sank.

When the hand patting her back suddenly stopped, Elpinire sensed something strange and turned her head toward me.

She tilted her head at my appearance, frozen while staring somewhere with reddened eyes.

Then the moment she looked at where I was staring.

“…”

She too stopped crying and froze.

I squeezed my throat that was tightly constricted and wouldn’t let words out.

“…Elpinire. You said there were five faces you met 10 years ago, right?”

“…Yeah.”

“You never saw human bones while coming here, right?”

“…Yeah.”

“That means…”

I gritted my teeth, unable to swallow the curse that rose to my throat and had to spit it out.

In a position similar to where I had escaped from this place.

There was a huge hole there.

A hole that definitely wasn’t there until we went down the ravine.

My mind went completely blank.

The four people not in this place.

The remaining humans who had been tainted by magi.

They had escaped through that hole.

And where they were heading could be easily deduced.

“The World Tree…!”

The World Tree.

The four humans who escaped from this place headed there.

Along with who knows how many more mutants.

We had to move immediately.

Just as we were about to take a step.

[Compatibility Rate 2.6%]

Our bodies froze in place.

Pressure.

An unknown, intangible pressure weighed down on our bodies.

Following the guidance of that pressure, we slowly turned our heads.

[Compatibility Rate 2.7%]

What our vision captured was Alec’s corpse hanging limply.

The corpse whose heart had burst and magi had evaporated was now filled with magi again.

No, it wasn’t just filled again.

It was filled with ‘true magi’ so dense and strong that we had never felt anything like it.

[Compatibility Rate 2.8%]

Swoosh.

Swish.

Alec’s head being lifted up.

Bloody tears flowed from his tightly closed eyes.

Alec’s forehead, which had been staring at us with his eyes closed, began to writhe and then split open left and right with a crack.

From there emerged an eyeball with black sclera and a purple pupil.

The purple pupil that had been rolling restlessly captured me and Elpinire, then curved like a crescent moon.

And then.

“Human-!”

It exploded along with tremendous magical energy.

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Crackle, crackle.

Sparks leaping from the blazing flames scatter faintly in the sky.

Elsesto, kneeling on one knee, spat thick blood from his mouth as he looked ahead.

“…I didn’t expect you all to become like this.”

Four humans covered entirely in purple magical energy.

Neither clothes nor faces.

Though nothing was visible, he, being a High Elf and the Clan Leader of the elves, recognized them immediately.

Those leading the mutants at the front and advancing toward the World Tree were those humans from 10 years ago.

“Reni, Kalos, Yuto, Shuren. Where did you leave Alec that you came here by yourselves?”

No, that’s not right.

He chuckled and shook his head.

“Alec must be with those children.”

That’s actually better.

If it’s those children, they would have achieved victory against Alec.

With the World Tree’s elixir available, the possibility of death would be infinitely close to zero.

They just need to not come back.

Then those children will be able to survive.

Elsesto wiped away the blood flowing down his chin and looked around.

Fortunately, there were no fatalities yet, but among the elves nearby, not a single one was unharmed.

“Elumia. At this rate, you’ll depart for Mother’s embrace before I do.”

“…I feel like I could leave right now, so please don’t talk to me.”

Elumia, with a massive hole pierced through her abdomen, replied while breathing roughly.

Elsesto muttered quietly “You seem fine,” then calmly closed his eyes and murmured.

“Mother. I’m sorry for being an unfilial son.”

When Elpinire was born.

Elsesto and the other elders were away from Elsid.

It was because they had left to attend the inauguration of the new pope of Arcke, the cult that worships the primordial god, which was happening for the first time in nearly a hundred years.

A child who happened to be born while everyone was away.

Therefore, Elpinire ended up growing up in the arms of the Guardians without even a name.

“Originally, we should have been there to watch over Elpinire when she was born. It seems my lack of filial piety started from that time.”

When they returned, Elpinire preferred the embrace of the Guardians over his own.

Seeing how much she loved them, they decided to simply entrust Elpinire to the Guardians and resolved it by showing their faces once a day.

From that time, I must have made the wrong choice.

Elsesto smiled self-deprecatingly and slowly opened his closed eyes.

“I’ll try to stop them even if it costs me my life, but it won’t be easy.”

His body had rusted.

Originally, if the next elder is born from a golden fruit, the existing elder must hand over their position within 20 years.

The very meaning of the golden fruit that blooms on the World Tree was proof that the current elder had grown old, lost their strength, and their day of death was approaching.

Struggling with a rusted body would be nothing more than struggling.

With El Spier, the youngest and strongest among the High Elves excluding Elpinire, still unconscious, he could definitively say the chances of victory were 0%.

“Even if El Spier had been awake, our chances would have been about 1%.”

Either way, the result would have been the same.

He smiled weakly, let out a long breath, and looked up at the sky.

The sun beginning to rise after the dark night had passed.

Under the sky where dawn was breaking, the elf burns his remaining twilight.

He would protect the World Tree even if it meant burning everything.

So.

“…Will you forgive us unfilial children?”

In the silent space where only the footsteps of the advancing mutant horde could be heard.

Though no wind should be blowing, the branches of the World Tree extending above Elsesto’s head swayed gently.

Elsesto let out a chuckle at the single leaf that came fluttering down from there.

“Mother. At times like this, you need to scold us for us to learn.”

Despite living so long, it seems you’re still a beginner at child-rearing.

He shook his head as if he couldn’t help it, then shouted loudly with determined eyes.

“All elves, listen!”

Boom!

The verdant mana that spread widely around Elsesto enveloped the bodies of all the elves.

The faces of the elves, filled with tension, began to gradually relax in the relief of being held in a warm mother’s embrace.

“We will die here today!”

“…”

“Even in death, we will protect Mother! We will protect the World Tree!”

Swish.

A figure who appeared to be a somewhat built man raised his right hand.

A small orb of magical energy emerged from there.

The orb began to swell as it gradually increased in size.

“That is our duty and our destiny! If we protect Mother and survive, then that day will be the first time we elves act spoiled toward Mother!”

Grin.

Elsesto smiled as he threw off his tattered outer garment and reached his hand into the air.

Then a massive wooden greatsword flew into Elsesto’s grasp.

“I’m concerned about leaving that child Elpinire alone, but with Mir there, it should be fine.”

Holding the greatsword in one hand and resting it on his shoulder, he bent his knees and shouted.

“Charge-.”

Boom!

A thunderous sound coming from somewhere, breaking through the excited war cry.

Even though it echoed from a very distant place, it was clearly heard by all the elves in Elsid.

Elsesto’s eyes trembled slightly as he watched a single black line fiercely approaching from far away.

“Hey, human! This is a bit strange! My vision is dizzy!”

“Don’t you think I feel the same!?”

“Can we even land like this!?”

“How would I know!”

Something flying through the air in an unsightly manner.

They crashed into the man who had been reaching his hand overhead and fell toward Elsid.

“We hit someone! We just hit someone!”

“I know that too! Stop being so frantic!”

“It might be an elf! Stop right now!”

“If I could stop, I would have!”

“Baaaaaah…”

Crash!

Two people and one snake landing while creating deep marks in the ground.

Beneath their feet, a man consumed by magical energy lay sprawled like a stepping stone.

* * *

Having returned making a huge commotion, we scratched the back of our heads and said.

“Grandfather. We’re not late, are we?”

“Clan Leader. We’re not late, right?”

“Kyaing!”

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