Ke-style law enforcement officers

Chapter 538 My Butt Hurts

"Cough cough cough!!!"

What does it mean for blood to splatter everywhere?

At this moment, Kurans' face was in roughly this state.

...

In fact, Milo and Kurans had no personal grudges or substantial conflicts of interest.

If one had to find fault, it would only be with his choice to act as a puppet of the gods to monitor the forbidden zone. But in reality, as the dreamer, Kurans created Os-Nargai in the dream, which happened to land on the ruins of the ancient conqueror's kingdom, leading to everything that followed—cooperating with the gods, monitoring the forbidden zone, imprisoning the people with an eternal lie, and so on…

He didn't seem to have any other options.

Even if he has seen stars and the void, anything with a small angle, like the edge of a crystal, can slice him to pieces.

When facing the gods, he, the king, was no different in essence from the dust-like beings.

...

He coughed violently for a while before he calmed down.

Along with it, the frequency of breathing also weakened.

"Hey……"

Kurans sighed, and for the first time, he looked away from Milo's gloomy face.

He said with a hint of melancholy:
“Perhaps extreme thoughts are always inevitable in the midst of sorrow… But what difference is there between serving a shadow like you and submitting to a god? There is no difference… and it is even worse.”

“…” Milo shrugged indifferently.

Kurans had already compared him to the gods, so what could he possibly be dissatisfied with?

Furthermore, what they said makes sense. The Red Witch's missionary work is essentially erasing the bloodline of the conquerors. They are a race that is inherently opposed to those in power and will not submit to any god. The Red Witch's so-called "redemption" is for the same purpose as the gods, except that she is "stealing" the fruits of the gods.

Milo had no chance to refute this.

“I thought you would presumptuously say something that distances you from the gods… cough cough…” Kurans turned his gaze back to Milo.

Milo shook his head: "Broccoli~ Potatoes~"

"Hmph...cough cough cough..."

As he spoke, Kurans began coughing violently again.

His voice sounded extremely strained, perhaps because a thin crystal from the pile of crystals had pierced his trachea.

...

He murmured very weakly:
"butt……"

"Huh?" Milo wasn't sure if he'd misheard, so he leaned down and asked, "Why isn't it vegetables this time?"

Kurans said haltingly:

"My butt hurts..."

Milo waved his hand and pointed to a pile of crystals in another corner of the cabin, about four or five meters away, and said:
"My butt doesn't hurt, it's over there."

Just then, the cat, who was sorting through the pile of death crystals, pulled out a severed human lower body from the crystal pile. The sight was extremely unpleasant for those with hemophobia.

"Oh, that's okay."

Seeing his buttocks appear several meters away, Kurans seemed to truly feel no pain anymore. The pained expression on his face lessened considerably, and he even seemed to regain some of his energy before death, changing the subject and asking:
Where are you headed with this ship?

“Uh…” Milo looked up at Morgan.

Morgan replied, “Dilaslin Port.”

"Oh, what a great place, what a great place! The oysters there are quite good..." Kurans's energy lasted for less than ten seconds before quickly waning. He then mumbled, "But I don't like oysters... Can we go somewhere else? I mean, if all else fails, just bury me in the same sea as that cat chieftain..."

These were the last words King Kurans uttered in his life.

Without any overly strong emotions or other moving elements, he simply gave a brief assessment of the place called Port Delaslin, and then drifted off to sleep.

Milo slowly stood up and patted his cloak.

At this moment, he discovered that the outline of his only remaining right hand was also beginning to disintegrate.

Looking out of the cabin again, the port of Selfis had been pulled far away to the horizon, and the lighthouses that were tens of meters tall now looked as tiny as a matchstick in the field of vision.

Further on, the ship would be completely out of the borders of Os-Nargai, the power of eternity would cease to exist, time would no longer be distorted, and Milo and Diracho would soon return to the world of lucidity.

They could only stay in the dream world for a short time to begin with, and it was Os-Nargai's eternity that extended their time.

...

Milo removed his cloak, and little Morgan jumped off his shoulder.

He shook out the cloak, neatly folded it, and handed it back to the kitten. Then he said to the other cats in the cabin:

"Well, it seems we should say goodbye now. I hope you get to Port Delraslin safely, and Ussa too."

"You are welcome to visit Usa in the future."

Cats are clearly not good at the overly sentimental farewells that humans do.

Their farewell words also revealed their confidence in regaining Usa.

"Wish ya'll good luck."

Milo grinned, then climbed onto the deck.

Just as Dillah was about to say something to him, the two of them disappeared simultaneously into the light of the heavens.

……

After Milo and Derasha's summoned forms disappeared, the cats in the cabin looked at each other in bewilderment. Finally, one of the cats asked Morgan:
"What should be done with the body of King Os-Nargai?"

"Let him be buried in this sea, as he himself said." Morgan clearly had no interest in King Kurans; he waved his paw and turned to leave the cabin.

"Should we burn it first? Burning something this big might be a bit of a hassle," a cat then asked.

"What's missing? The funeral procession is over. Just throw him into the sea."

"Right."

...

……

The person who was cut in half horizontally was thrown into the sea with a splash—or rather, two splashes.

But at the same time, in another region of the Dream World, incredibly far from the port of Celefisi.

The core of the shattered floating city.

At the foot of the Temple of the Golden Law.

In a dark dungeon.

The mangled body of a person, cut vertically in two, was being pulled slowly from the water toward the land by chains.

...

Standing on the edge of the dungeon's watery area were a black cat, a furry ball whose animal form was indistinguishable, and a blind girl with bandages wrapped around her eyes.

Seeing that the mangled half-human body had been dragged ashore, the girl asked the black cat, "Are you ready?"

Black Cat: "I can tear open the passage and return to the world of consciousness at any time."

Then, their gazes turned to the fur ball, which was standing there in a daze.

Maoqiu was stunned for a few seconds before it reacted. It ran a few steps to the side and began to frantically gag its throat like a drunkard who couldn't vomit, making strange, incoherent gagging noises.

(End of this chapter)