vrcanaries Chapter 182 Wildfire Spreads, Blazing Flames – S01E06
Chapter 182 Wildfire Spreads, Blazing Flames – S01E06
Because you can read lips, the utterly irritating radio demon is now standing downstairs, slowly raising a finger at you.
He looked as if he was about to launch into a long speech.
...But you don't care what he's going to say, okay!
Not wanting him to succeed, you withdrew your head, your face hardening.
Just then, the white light you had sent out to save the residents of the apartment also pierced through the sea of fire and returned straight to your hand.
Once the white light dissipated, the life form encased within it revealed itself—
It was a dragon-shaped shadow that looked slightly larger than the small dragon shadow you usually use.
However, unlike the previous small black dragon shadow, it was pure white and tended to be translucent.
Once it's back in your hand, it will swim up your arm like a sub-adult snake and head towards your fingertips.
"Number Nine, how's the situation inside the building?"
You stand on the rooftop, quietly watching the raging fire burning on the roof, your tone calm and undisturbed.
Upon hearing this, the white dragon hissed and flicked its tongue, twisting its body as if it were a young man doing his utmost to report to you.
For some reason, it seemed visibly disappointed.
A clean liquid secreted from its eyes and scales, then dripped sparsely onto the ground—
It was as if it was crying with all its might, using every part of its body.
"Six dead and three injured. All the remaining 28 residents were rescued, and seven households were not in the apartment building... Hmm, it seems the casualties are fewer than expected."
You lowered your eyes indifferently and rubbed its head with your thumb.
"Hmph, I see. Those guys who've been causing trouble for over a year and are still fighting each other now blew up the entire building's load-bearing structure this time... No wonder there was such a big commotion."
"Is there still one bomb that hasn't exploded?"
"……I see."
"It seems they've really gone to their wits' end this time, and they want to drag all the residents of this building down with them."
"First blow up the first-floor exit, then set fire to it from the bottom up, aiding and abetting the evildoers..."
"That really fits the wicked practices of hell."
You calmly watch the raging fire in front of you grow ever stronger, and the hand that was originally held by Number Nine gently scratches its chin.
"Heh...that little guy really can't keep his composure at all."
The female demon tilted her head, her words falling meaningfully into the crackling fire.
Perhaps sensing her unfriendly tone, the snow-white dragon shadow rubbed its tail against the Eastern sinner's arm in a fawning manner.
It chirped like a small falcon, sounding either guilty or apologetic.
Upon hearing this, the Eastern Sinner glanced at it with some surprise, as if just coming to his senses, before gently curling his tail behind him and saying softly:
"I don't use you often, so it's understandable that I'm not familiar with the business."
"The deaths and injuries in this building are not your fault, don't blame yourself too much."
"..."
After the dragon girl finished speaking, the snow-white dragon shadow stared at her for a while before flicking its tongue and reluctantly slipping into the female demon's sleeve.
■■■Still standing on the roof, watching the fire in front of him as if he were an outsider, a fire that seemed to never go out.
As she had said before, because she was also involved in the fire, even a sinner lord like Alastor had to leave this hellish place under her protection.
The bright orange fire raged wildly around them, yet it was unable to spread further.
Perhaps out of rage, it recklessly devoured everything in the building; sometimes it raged through the air like a fire dragon, setting off waves of flames, and sometimes it bit through the remaining structure of the building, the loud cracking sounds making one's teeth ache.
Because of your interference, the broadcasting demon can no longer see those pitiful figures fleeing the apartment in a panic, their bodies charred beyond recognition.
Yes, this fire will no longer be the starting point for another tragedy.
No fire trucks will come because they will be intercepted by the perpetrators of this fire.
The apartment building will just burn empty like this until the outer shell is completely burned through, revealing the truth that was poured into the fire.
ten.
In the midst of the fire, ■■■ suddenly jumped off the high platform, which was enveloped in flames and thick smoke.
The Dragon Girl descended like a lover of night and fire.
Nine.
The originally fierce orange-red color suddenly spun outwards like a shy and tender flower petal when she fell into the fire.
The demoness's long black hair and tail traced several graceful arcs in the scorching air.
Eight.
The stars, born of the flames, excitedly burrowed into her hair like children, then murmured and laughed as they fell into the blackened ground.
The bright, orange-red flames illuminated the pale, sickly face of the sinner from the East, bathing it in a radiant glow.
seven.
Although there was no music, the dragon girl stretched out her hand towards the distant air as if dancing.
—Like a silent invitation.
She began to dance in the center of the rooftop with the flames of a raging beast baring its fangs.
six.
If Alastor were here, would he have chosen a piece of music for this scene?
■■■Thinking like this.
five.
After she arrived at Little Devil's Castle, everything seemed to be going according to her plan.
She hopes that her long-term planning will come to a successful conclusion.
Four.
So many tiny flames, but they will eventually come together.
The wildfire you start will eventually ignite everything...
three.
Those people, those events, those pieces you placed on the chessboard.
Expected, unexpected.
two.
Come on, let the real show begin.
One.
Like those scattered sparks igniting in every corner...
Wildfire spread, its flames blazing brightly!
"boom--!!"
As the last bomb exploded at the bottom of the building, the flames that had seemed to be tamed suddenly began to tremble wildly around the female demon!
Countless tiny, scorching points of light fell from the sky like a torrential downpour.
Brilliant, dazzling, incomparable.
In the midst of this fiery rain, the Dragon Girl, who seemed to be completely absorbed in the dance, suddenly raised her head at an extremely slow pace.
Her usually serene face appeared compassionate and gentle in the firelight.
Even amidst such brutal and cruel fire, she remained like a Bodhisattva with lowered eyes, silently showing compassion for something.
The hot, tiny stars brushed against her cheeks and lips, eventually merging with the towering fire.
Thousands of strands of black hair were swept upwards by the scalding wind.
The female demon leaped lightly to the edge of the rooftop, like a bird swimming in the river of heaven.
Her robe flared like wings billowing in the wind, and in that brief moment, the soft fabric rippled contentedly in the heat.
The sinner from the East stretched out his pale, sickly hand and touched the wall charred black by the flames.
She just stared at him intently.
then--
Hesitantly, I began to sing a song.
"Perhaps life always unfolds this way?"
"Is your life surrounded by fire?"
"Nowhere to escape, nowhere to go?"
"You find your life is absolutely terrible?"
"...Perhaps dying like this would be a release?"
"I said my life is a complete mess?"
"It seems like all I have to do is bear the expectations of others?"
"Only then can one be given the courage to live?"
"But now I'm already in hell?"
"What can I do to convince myself of my innocence?"