Chapter 112: The Chairman of the Longdagger Couple Victims’ Association Thus Speaks
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Shara Lansra, seventeen years old, shy enough to blush over trivial things.
While it’s no longer uncommon these days to marry in one’s twenties, seventeen was still considered the prime age for marriage not too long ago.
She held at least some sort of longing for this thing called marriage.
And while she was aware it was something akin to a fluffy, sparkly delusion, she also had an image of the ideal married couple.
Right now, Shara Lansra couldn’t help but harbor serious doubts about her own ideal image of a married couple.
Could it be that an ideal couple had to be able to send their other half off to certain death, wholeheartedly telling them to go die?
If that were the case, wouldn’t her own fluffy, sparkly image of a couple be completely non-ideal?
…Like hell that’s true!
Shara screamed with all her might in her heart.
Her sanity felt like it was slipping away after being blindsided by that sugar-coated tragic scene.
If they were going to make faces like that at each other, why didn’t they just go together?
Shin-san was being Shin-san, but Erica was being Erica, too.
The person in question was Shin-san; if Erica had just said something like, “I can’t let you go alone,” he would have folded in seconds.
Why couldn’t she say that one phrase? They were a married couple who were strangely inept at relying on each other.
Although, the idea that asking to be taken along to certain death counts as “relying on someone” was also quite something.
“…Wait.”
Shara snapped back to her senses again.
“He’s really going alone?!”
Shara looked at Shin’s figure far in the distance and this time truly screamed aloud.
She simply, utterly couldn’t comprehend it.
Even Shara, who wasn’t an adventurer, understood and knew the terror of Blackened Monsters.
Let alone the Blackening of a Dragon.
Instances of Blackened Dragonkin were few, and every single one was recorded as a disaster significant enough to remain in history.
Normally, this was an opponent that not even a Knights Order could manage to simply Delay.
Shara herself had been prepared for death regarding this absurd request to Delay it, figuring that even the best possible outcome wouldn’t leave her unscathed.
In fact, the moment Shara saw the Blackened Dragon, she had finalized her resolve to die.
The thought, I have to fight that thing? skipped right past despair and solidified her determination.
Normally, one would want any fighting strength available, no matter how trivial.
Especially since Shin-san—Shara had no doubts about this—intended to defeat the Blackened Dragon.
“Um, Erica, Shin-san just left… is that alright?” Shara asked Erica’s back as she watched Shin’s retreating figure, implying with her tone, This is not alright in any way whatsoever.
“It is fine. My husband has made his resolve, stands alone, and even asked me to Collect his Bones. If I did not see him off after such a request, what kind of wife would I be?”
What is with this grim couple? The one making the resolve was strange enough, but the one fully intending to Collect the Bones was also strange.
In the first place, the very idea of being able