Toyokawa Shoko doesn't want to become a witch

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With two sharp swishes, the claws left several inconspicuous wounds in the gaps of the lion armor worn by the monster.

thump!

A few seemingly harmless claw strikes severed the tendons in the monster's ankle, rendering it unable to stand.

The monster knelt on the ground, supporting its body with a spear made of a ram's head. The snake on its left shield suddenly came to life and lunged at Yoro Nai, who had slid out from between its legs.

Yes, both spears and shields are part of the monster.

The monster is called Chimera, a creature stitched together from a snake, a goat, and a lion. It also has another, more familiar name:

Chimera.

Boom!

Just as the chimera's snake head was about to bite Lena, a small section of the ground suddenly rose up, lifting Lena into the sky.

Ancient stratigraphy

Attributes: None, Uses: S, Duration: S, Rarity: B

Soil collected from areas of crustal movement during earthquakes carries the memory of creation and can be used as offerings to alter the terrain.

The snake's bite missed its target due to the sudden appearance of the stratum. Instead, it bit directly into the stratum, its wide-open mouth getting stuck like someone who had accidentally swallowed a light bulb and couldn't get it out. It completely exposed its slender body to Lena's eyes.

"Good job, Dengdeng."

The kitten regained its balance in mid-air and landed on the snake below.

"The snake is bad."

brush--!

With a swift claw, the snake's head fell to the ground.

Pfft!

The monster appeared to be in even greater pain, with black blood gushing from the severed head.

"Father—I don't have the talent to be a warrior..."

"Father—I...can't bring myself to do it..."

The Chimera's voice kept flooding into the lamp's mind, causing her to frown. She used up the last of the stone shield fragments' uses and summoned the shield again.

This time, instead of using the shield as a refuge, the lamp bravely stepped out of its protection and used it as a weapon, swinging it at the monster in front of it.

She had had enough of the monster's wails. She approached the monster, faint tears welling in her eyes.

"Your sorrow—!"

The stone shield, with its axe-like edge, struck the chimera, which had lost its ram's head and snake's head, leaving only the lion itself. Although the edge of the stone shield was not sharp, its very existence was a heavy blunt weapon.

Boom-!

"—I heard you!"

With a deep, resounding thud, the lion armor was completely deformed by the stone shield and fell to the ground.

The Tale of the Lost: The Lost Child - Chapter 358 Redemption (Part 2)

Boom!

The shield's powerful strike became the final straw that broke the monster's back.

It collapsed to the ground, a cloud of black, mud-like liquid gushing from its body. Moments later, the liquid dissipated, and the monstrous creature that had once transformed into a demon reappeared in its original spot.

The boy, dressed in lion-like armor, knelt on the ground, whispering the words the lamplighter heard.

"Father......"

"Father......"

"Father......"

The lamp slowly walked towards the strange man.

Just then, a small white creature jumped onto the lamp's shoulder.

"To have the chance to return to humanity after becoming a monster is truly... amazing. This 'world' has its own rules." Delete licked his lips. "The barrier of Fairy Tale Town has transcended the realm of dreams. It's incredible."

When people dream, their vision is always blurry. The details that the subconscious adds depend on a person's memory and thinking. Common sense from memory and wild imagination from thinking often appear in the same dream. Such a world cannot be said to have any "rules". The witch's barrier is the same. It is a drama full of errors and absurdities.

"Delete, where did you go?" Lamp blinked and patted Delete's head on his shoulder.

This unique Kyubey came in with Lamp and Lenal, saying, "What if I'm not here when you want to make a wish?"

“Of course I need to find a place to hide when you guys are fighting,” Delete said. “What if I die and you can’t find a place to make a wish?”

"...I won't make a wish," the lamp said softly. "They don't want me to become a magical girl...and besides, even if I don't become a magical girl, I already have the ability to save others."

In this world, she is a "player," a spellcaster, no longer a useless ordinary person.

"No, no, no, don't be so sure." Delete shook his head, his mouth stretching upwards to cover half his face. "You will make a wish, believe me, it's just a matter of sooner or later."

He has said this countless times.

The lamp was tired of hearing it.

"..."

She ignored Delete and walked up to the strange man.

The strange man raised his head, looked at her with desperate eyes, and his mouth was slightly open.

He raised his head and whispered, "I'm sorry... Father... I'm sorry... Even though I killed so many people... I'm not a qualified soldier..."

The lamp raised its hand and reached out to the strange man.

"Sacrifice me," the strange man said in despair.

As a spellcaster, she can "sacrifice" the monsters before her to gain more experience, level up faster, and become stronger more quickly. In a world three hundred years later, "sacrifice" is the most common thing that a few spellcasters still exist in the world do. In the name of "necessary evil," they kill monsters and monsters, sacrifice them, and cleanse the world of evil until they themselves become monsters and are "sacrificed" by new spellcasters, completing a cycle.

However, the lamp did not do that.

She raised her hand, grasped the strange man's hand, knelt down, and lowered her gaze to meet his.

"It's alright now," she said softly. "You don't need to feel guilty anymore."

"You..." The strange man's eyes widened. "You...did you hear that...?"

The lamp chuckled softly and nodded.

"Yes, I heard what you were thinking."

My inner thoughts.

Perhaps due to the game's skill point allocation, one of the spellcaster's talents is "Thought Detection," which allows them to detect the thoughts of NPCs during combat or conversations, thus gaining an advantage.

After the lamp enters the barrier, this skill inexplicably becomes a passive skill, allowing her to hear the thoughts of those nearby, whether she wants to or not.

The thoughts of ordinary people are like whispers; they are not easily heard unless you listen carefully, so the lamp did not pay much attention to them.

But monsters are different. A monster's thoughts are very loud, so loud that they can be heard clearly from a great distance. When a monster's thoughts become loud enough, she can see not only its thoughts, but also its memories.

The past belonging to this monster surfaced in his mind.

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Once, that man's dream was to become a renowned warrior. His strong will and self-discipline in order to achieve his goal prevented him from being tempted by external things. He focused solely on studying combat techniques. In a world like Greed World, a small country with a small population and scattered stars, he gradually made a name for himself.

However, the man who was once highly anticipated encountered an accident just as he was preparing to go to the world of desire, to seek a bigger stage and achieve fame and success, and became unable to continue fighting.

The man had no choice but to lay down his sword.

It would be a lie to say he doesn't regret it, but the reason for his injury made him accept it, and more importantly, his dream hadn't come to an end yet.

He has one child, his biological son.

A child, just like him, with the blood of a warrior flowing through his veins, and possessing talent.

The father placed his unfulfilled dreams on his promising son.

The son understood his father's feelings and knew how unwilling his father was, because... the person who made his father unable to stand up again, the person who prevented him from being a warrior, was himself.

The world of greed is a world of mountains, and the road is always so treacherous. Just when he was about to fall off the cliff, his father stepped forward to protect him, while he himself broke his leg.

After his father was injured, the son always felt a voice in his heart reminding him that he was the one who ruined his father's dream. Therefore, he believed that he had to help his father realize the dream he could not fulfill, no matter what.

He didn't know that it was the ability called "understanding" and "empathy".

Although he is still young, he is already so sensible and understands his father's pain so well. This should be something to be praised, but for a soldier, strong empathy is actually a major taboo.

Having strong empathy means being easily moved, easily sympathetic, and easily swayed.

The son possessed a tenderness that prevented him from even killing small insects. Although warrior blood flowed through his veins, he was full of affection and treated the people and things around him with utmost gentleness.

It's so outrageous.

The father thought.

To become a warrior, one must abandon one's own emotions.

To train his son, he was willing to transform his mind and body into a vengeful ghost. For this, he even abandoned his identity as a father and trained and taught his son under the guise of a teacher.

Lesson 1.

He brought over the goat from his house.

“Kill it,” the father said coldly.

The son was naturally unwilling, as the goat had been by his side since it was a lamb, and they still had a very good relationship.

So the father said:

"If you don't kill me, then get out of here."

As his father wished, this was the son's first time killing a living being.

He snapped the goat's neck, and the sound of breaking bones and the goat's dying screams echoed in his son's ears, causing him to vomit several times.

He was finally able to get in.

The father felt his performance was unsatisfactory, so he made a spear out of a goat's horn and gave it to his son as a gift.

The son disliked the gun, which was tantamount to making him face the goat he had killed every day, and to relive the moment he killed his companion every day.

This was the father's purpose: he wanted his son to get used to the feeling of killing, to get used to the taste of death, and to get used to becoming ruthless.

The second lesson is about a poisonous snake.

Unlike gentle goats, venomous snakes are poisonous and deadly; a bite can be fatal. Even knowing his son would face danger, the father was unconcerned and wouldn't let his son into the house until the snake was killed.

The son stomped on the snake's head, and the sticky feeling spread throughout his body. Even a glance revealed that what he had crushed was now a bloody mess...

My son vomited all over his body again.

His father made him a shield out of snakeskin. Whenever the son saw the shield, he would be reminded of the sticky feeling under his feet when he was killing animals.

However, the father was very satisfied with his son's growth, and this time he returned home much earlier than before.

Lesson 3.

A lion, undoubtedly a ferocious beast.

The father put his son and the lion in the same cage, and everyone came to see what was happening.

The father believed in his son, and the son bravely went into the cage to face the beast.

He took up arms for his father.

He would do anything his father wanted—this act of fighting for others proved that he was fundamentally incapable of becoming the "warrior" his father dreamed of. For the son, the act of hurting others was also hurting his own heart.

Even so, he still engaged in a deadly battle with the lion, and in the end, he bathed in the lion's blood and emerged victorious.

Seeing his son standing in the cage, full of passion, the audience cheered, and the father applauded backstage.

No problem.

he thinks.

The lion's carcass was also made into armor by the father and given to his son as a gift.

The last lesson.

"You've never killed anyone."