I Reincarnated Into a Healing Game… and It’s a Zombie Apocalypse?! - Chapter 70

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Episode 70

When Nana grabbed his forearm with both hands, Ishanka’s shoulders shook violently.

But he didn’t seem to calm down quickly, as rough breathing leaked through his teeth.

“Adrien, I cannot leave this man alone. This man is my—”

“I have no right to say anything about the feelings you have toward the dark mage. But look at his eyes. Do those look like the eyes of someone begging for their life?!”

Nana looked straight up at Ishanka and shouted.

“He’s not resisting at all and is offering his neck. He’s deliberately provoking you! He’s waiting for you to get excited and kill him!”

“…!”

“It’s a trap. Who knows what will happen the moment you kill him with your own hands. Don’t give him what he wants!”

Nana’s desperate cry struck Ishanka’s ears.

Her extremely realistic advice cleared away the vision that had been stained red with anger. The strength left Ishanka’s grip.

Thud. The man who fell to the floor coughed and dry heaved. But he soon clicked his tongue regretfully and raised his head.

“Keheheh… I thought she was just a useless sack of barley, but the girl has quite good instincts.”

The man glared at Nana with bloodshot eyes.

“Not bad for someone who can’t even sense mana. What a waste. If I had provoked him just a little more, the little Aibanu would have been covered by a curse with his own hands.”

It was just as he said. If Ishanka had killed him, thick curses and dark magic would have struck Ishanka simultaneously.

Nana’s instinctive sense had been right on target.

“Tch, since the show is ruined, I should put away this useless puppet.”

As soon as he finished speaking, the man’s form began melting like candle wax.

Amid the grotesque noise of flesh flowing down like mud and bones twisting, and the disgusting sight, a middle-aged man with a benevolent smile tore through the darkness and walked out.

He bowed his head lightly and greeted them with dignity.

“Pleased to meet you. I am called Alekson Lankaster.”

The kingdom’s chancellor, Alekson Lankaster.

Even Nana, who had lived holed up in Sweet Little Village, knew that name.

If the House of Lowell was the root and great tree of the kingdom, then House of Lancaster was the gardener who had trimmed those roots and tended the branches.

The hidden hand that supported the kingdom, though not openly revealed.

‘…But is that person really Alekson Lankaster?’

The still-activated Eagle’s Eye showed her the man’s status window.

【Name: ■▲◆ &♠□#$】

Position: ■■■■

Age: □■▲

Status: %■^@□>

Broken text and distorted records.

Feeling a cold chill creeping up her spine, Nana unconsciously stepped backward.

“And, oh this one here.”

Alekson smiled naturally and turned his gaze toward Ishanka.

“We’re acquainted. It’s been a while, little Aibanu.”

At the name that came from the stranger’s mouth, Ishanka’s expression froze coldly.

Alekson laughed leisurely.

“Why are you so stiff? Is it because I’m unfamiliar? Then I should show you a familiar face.”

He slowly raised his hand and swept it across his face.

His face distorted and changed shape.

Nana unconsciously swallowed her breath.

She knew that face too.

“Do you recognize me now?”

The man’s face was that of the one who had shattered Ishanka’s past to pieces.

It was Lakshan Kurgh.

Rakshan smiled viciously.

“I didn’t expect we’d reunite like this. I was hoping for a more touching encounter.”

His gaze briefly swept over Nana.

“To think that snot-nosed brat would get himself a woman.”

“…Shut up.”

Ishanka ground his teeth.

His bloodshot eyes pierced through Rakshan.

“How are you still alive? Back then, clearly…!”

“Did you think I was dead?”

Rakshan chuckled.

“Do you treat someone as dead even when no body was found? The word ‘missing’ exists in this world too.”

His sinister laughter spread through the room.

“Well, thanks to that I lived an interesting life. I crawled into the kingdom, cast mind control magic on House of Lancaster, and changed my face to make them believe I was their son.”

Rakshan laughed with a proud face as if he had played some great prank.

“I even got a new name. Alekson.”

Rakshan slowly pulled up the corners of his mouth.

Moving his fingers as if flicking them one by one, he slowly opened his mouth.

“Arakshn.”

He cut off the last syllable short and smiled unpleasantly.

“Rakshan.”

The way he deliberately rolled each word slowly and nastily, as if carving each one and assembling the words with his fingertips, felt almost pathological.

“Just by mixing up the same pieces, it becomes something completely different.”

His eyes gleamed like a child looking at a twisted toy.

“Just like how people mistake someone for a completely different person when only the outer shell changes while the real name stays the same.”

Nana stared at him, frozen.

A cold chill slowly crept up Nana’s spine.

The being standing before her had the appearance of a human but was not human.

A monster different from humans.

That fact sent chills deep into her bones.

Rakshan approached Ishanka with his mouth corners stretched long.

“If you had entered the room first that day, your parents wouldn’t have died first.”

“…What did you say?”

Ishanka’s voice trembled low.

Rakshan smiled and tilted his head back.

Teasingly, deliberately slowly.

“Don’t you remember? You were whining about a smell coming from the room. Holding onto your parents, asking them to go check together.”

He flicked his fingers to build up excitement.

“Thanks to that, I was in trouble too. Blood from things that weren’t sacrifices splattered everywhere, it was so dirty.”

Ishanka’s hands began to tremble.

The blood buried deep in his chest was beginning to boil.

Rakshan curled the tip of his lips thinly as if enjoying it.

“If you hadn’t made a fuss for no reason in the first place, none of this trouble would have happened.”

He trailed off his words like a whisper.

“So why do you resent me?”

The monster was shaking Ishanka secretly and persistently.

Without a single point of guilt.

Nana tried to say something to prevent Ishanka from being swayed by Rakshan’s words.

Just as she was about to part her lips.

【Special Quest: Error’s %#$ has been completed.</p】

You have obtained a new skill as a success reward: You, Become My Animal Friend.

Adrienne Rogueton, who completed the Quest, is granted permission to view part of the hidden story.>

A message alarm rang in her ears.

And at the same time, Nana’s consciousness swayed violently.

* * *

In the sinking abyss, Nana opened her eyes again.

What she saw was a continuation of the previous memories she had seen before.

Inside a room thick with foul odor, the cold corpses of parents, and Rakshan holding young Ishanka.

Rakshan was gripping the child in his hands, intending to use him as a sacrifice.

The child struggled desperately, but with young hands, he couldn’t break through an adult’s strength.

Then, sounds came from another room.

A small voice heard through the crack of the door.

“Brother…?”

It was Ezion, the younger brother who had awakened from sleep.

Rakshan looked in that direction and twisted his lips into a smile.

“Is that also your brother?”

He laughed leisurely and added in a cold voice.

“Good, it would be fine to offer him together too.”

“Don’t touch my brother!”

Ishanka’s scream tore through the room.

At that moment, a blinding light exploded and a massive presence revealed itself within the light.

It was Aibanu, the god of war and victory worshipped by the minority ethnic groups.

‘Will you accept me?’

The god’s voice echoed in his mind.

The powerless one, young Ishanka who couldn’t protect anything, embraced all that despair and nodded his trembling head.

Then the light grew explosively, and Rakshan writhed in pain as he was sucked into the pure white radiance as if being torn apart.

And with a suffocating sensation, Nana returned to reality.

Nothing around her had changed.

It seemed as if no time had passed.

Rakshan was still mocking Ishanka, wearing down his patience.

Just as Ishanka was gritting his teeth and about to rush at Rakshan, Nana saw Rakshan’s hand.

His fingers moved as if drawing something in the air, and within his palm, an ominous light the size of a matchstick flame flickered.

She could tell instinctively.

‘He’s planning to harm Isha with black magic!’

Without time to think, Nana threw her body forward.

“Isha!”

With a scream-like cry, she crossed between Rakshan and Ishanka.

And.

Thud.

Rakshan’s magic struck Nana’s body directly.

Merciless cold penetrated deep into her bones as her body rapidly grew cold.

Her breath, her consciousness, flickered like a slowly dying candle.

‘Damn bastard… You were going to use this on Isha?’

She wanted to shout something at Rakshan, but her body swayed and wouldn’t follow her will.

Her vision wavered and collapsed.

【Warning Warning. Critical error occurred.】

【System will be deactivated due to unknown cause.】

The ear-piercing warning sound cut off and Nana’s senses completely shut down.

* * *

Ishanka couldn’t believe the scene unfolding before his eyes was real.

The moment when Rakshan was about to use black magic on him, Nana had jumped in, pushing him aside.

And the scene of Rakshan’s magic pouring entirely onto Nana.

Everything happened in an instant.

“Nana!”

Ishanka reached out his hand, but it was already too late.

Nana’s body swayed powerlessly and collapsed.

Her pale face, her eyes that had lost their strength.

“Nana, Nana!”

Ishanka rushed forward.

Reason and judgment flew away.

Only instinct remained.

He knelt down and pulled the fallen Nana into his arms.

Her body was terrifyingly cold.

Her breathing was extremely faint.

“…You…”

A sound like crying burst from deep in his throat.

Anger, despair, and the pain of the revived past.

All emotions exploded at once.

Rakshan watched such Ishanka while laughing leisurely.

Like a beast making a spectacle of others’ pain.

His vision turned white.

Just as his last bit of reason was about to snap from the boiling anger.

Click.

The world stopped.

With everything frozen as if the air had solidified, Wina appeared cutting through the void.

“Now! Run away quickly!”

Wina shouted at him.

“What are you doing! Are you going to let Nana be consumed by black magic like this?!”

His senses suddenly returned.

There was no time to deliberate or hesitate.

Ishanka carefully took Nana into his arms.

Her body was unbelievably light.

Her breathing was so faint it was hard to grasp.

Ishanka gritted his teeth and turned around.

Without looking around, he ran toward the nearest window.

It was two stories high, but there was no reason to hesitate.

He threw his body forward.

Kicking through the broken window and jumping into the air, he held Nana deeper in his arms.

‘Never again, I’ll never lose anyone again.’

Glass shards grazed his face and blood flowed, but Ishanka never let go of her even once.

Landing roughly on the ground, without even a moment to catch his breath, he ran toward the north.

It was the beginning of winter.

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