Girl Doesn’t Die in Fairytale Town: Chapter 44 – It’s All Her Fault
“Ice Coffin Weapon…”
Hearing this term, Grifres’s expression changed.
Resentment, grief… but in the end, he suppressed these emotions.
The Ice Coffin Weapon was the foundation of the mega-cities, but it was also the direct cause of the Dawn organization’s formation, because the essence of the Ice Coffin Weapon was… incredibly powerful ability users.
Not just ordinary powerful ability users, but those whose “abilities” had been amplified to the point of complete loss of control, sometimes through natural causes, sometimes… artificially.
They were kept alive in devices called “Ice Coffins,” only to be unleashed when needed, their power often enough to single-handedly resolve “Peril” level disaster events.
Grifres, however, knew better than to argue about the long-standing conflict between the Free Federation and Dawn at this moment. Resolving the immediate crisis was paramount.
The blood-red eye had merged with Mrs. Natalie, her clear, beautiful blue eyes now clouded, filled with a bloody crimson.
Grifres took a deep breath, took out a dark blue potion, and drank it, then casually tossed another one to Hua Qiling.
Hua Qiling caught it clumsily, then gasped after taking a closer look.
“This is… Gloomlight?”
A special potion only Dawn could produce, capable of greatly stabilizing the “spiritual energy” that fueled abilities, an incredibly valuable resource.
The Free Federation had similar potions, but their effects were far inferior.
“Cadre special edition. Only a handful of people in the Free Federation have ever used this,” Grifres snorted. “Consider yourself lucky. Now keep using your ability!”
Hua Qiling’s “Eagle Eye” was so incredibly useful that Grifres was willing to sacrifice a special edition Gloomlight potion just to keep her using it.
He hadn’t even given one to Luo Yan, mainly because her strongest technique, “Manjusaka,” had proven ineffective, so it would be a waste.
“Don’t need to tell me twice.”
Hua Qiling drank the Gloomlight, and the “Eagle Eye” domain expanded once more.
She hesitated, then shared it only with Grifres, not with Luo Yan.
Again, because Luo Yan’s ability had completely failed, in this critical moment, she prioritized conserving spiritual energy, even at the cost of their friendly rapport.
Luo Yan, seemingly forgotten by everyone, stood still, her gaze following the blood-red eye as it descended, finally fixating on Mrs. Natalie’s clouded eyes.
Faint whispers echoed in Luo Yan’s ears, gradually becoming clearer, seemingly spoken by different people, but she could only hear one voice.
“Mrs. Natalie is a witch! An evil witch! This plague is her doing! She’s absorbing the power of death!”
“Mrs. Natalie is so beautiful, she must be using witchcraft to maintain her appearance!”
“Mrs. Natalie rarely leaves her manor, she must be brewing evil spells inside!”
“Mrs. Natalie has a sick daughter, she’s doing all of this to save her!”
“It’s all her fault! It’s all her fault! It’s all her fault!”
“…”
It was all Mrs. Natalie’s voice, repeating these words, her tone filled with tearful despair.
Many figures slowly vanished in flames.
“It’s all my fault,” she said.
“Please… spare little Tini… spare everyone…” she sobbed.
“Ronner… Andre… Messier… Upton…”
One name after another left her lips, all familiar townspeople to Luo Yan.
“Anyone, please, save them… I’m willing to give everything, my soul, my life… anything…” Her voice was filled with despair.
But Luo Yan looked at Mrs. Natalie, a faint smile playing on her lips, as if filled with only “happiness.”
“Stay… in that snowless winter?” Luo Yan whispered.
“Y-Yes…” Mrs. Natalie opened her mouth, her voice no longer melodious, but chillingly deep. “Hap… pi… ness…”
She wept, even though her expression was still filled with happiness.
“Now!”
Grifres sensed a fluctuation in Mrs. Natalie’s aura and roared. A soul spear materialized, this time only one.
But as the spear appeared, Grifres’s missing arm grotesquely regenerated.
No, not regenerated.
Invisible soul energy surged, forming an arm made of pure mental power that grasped the soul spear. Blood seeped from Grifres’s skin.
“Actually,” Grifres whispered, “I severed my own arm.”
“Huh?”
Hua Qiling was stunned.
“Because… I need to use this move from time to time…”
Grifres grinned, a ferocious smile on his face. He raised his soul arm high, and a giant arm, wielding a massive soul spear, appeared in the dim sky, a projection formed by his powerful mental energy.
“Forbidden Technique—Gungnir, Divine Judgment!”
Forbidden Techniques were powerful spells driven by the spiritual energy of a specific ability type. Each ability type had its corresponding Forbidden Technique. Luo Yan’s “Manjusaka” was just one of them.
However, under normal circumstances, these powerful techniques came with severe consequences.
They were called “forbidden” because using them was essentially a life-for-a-move exchange. In less severe cases, the user would lose all their spiritual energy.
Cases like Luo Yan, where the user only consumed a Philosopher’s Stone and remained perfectly fine, were unheard of.
Grifres was a master of mind-related abilities and one of the few “Peril” level ability users considered a threat even to “Destruction” level ability users, precisely because he could use Forbidden Techniques with almost no repercussions.
Of course, “no repercussions” didn’t mean he was completely unscathed like Luo Yan. It meant he would survive with his strength intact… although he would be incapacitated for at least three months afterward.
The soul spear, called “Gungnir,” was hurled by Grifres’s arm, flying towards Mrs. Natalie at a seemingly slow yet unstoppable and unavoidable speed.
At the same time, Grifres’s soul arm crumbled, the damage spreading to his body, causing him to spurt blood before collapsing backward.
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