"You don't have to worry about any danger. You can even wait until all the Werebeasts have migrated to the island and then directly sink the island. If you think about it, in the game you mentioned, this would be a unique and extremely precious glorious deed, wouldn't it?"
Think spoke slowly, as if she were a demon trying to lure someone into degradation.
"This is a righteous revenge. Think about the suffering you've endured from the Werebeasts, and your companions who died because of the Werebeasts. I remember that when you first came to this world, the human settlement that took you in was also destroyed by a Werebeast attack, wasn't it?"
"Your companions who protected you sacrificed their lives to cover your retreat. That feeling of anger and humiliation... Now, an opportunity like this is right in front of you. This world has never had a saying of 'sympathy for the enemy.' Your dead companions are watching you."
"A debt of blood must be repaid, even after decades, hundreds of years, and dozens of generations—this is the family motto of the Nielvalen family," Think gently took Su'er's right hand. She could feel the hand in her palm trembling slightly, but her words didn't stop.
"If it's too difficult, you can just pretend you don't know. I'll take care of the rest for you," Think even thoughtfully offered him a way out.
"Oh~~~, if you're going to destroy an island, I can help too~~~. After all, according to the saying in your world, Su'er, you are my friend, right? Hmm... friend? What an interesting word. So don't forget to include me~," Jibril felt no pressure at all about destroying the Werebeasts. It was more normal than eating and drinking water.
But Su'er...
Su'er...
He felt as if he was being roasted on a fire.
This choice came so suddenly and was so easy, it was almost as if he was deciding what to have for dinner. He could make a decision with just a casual thought... and the decision was so easy to carry out.
With the information he had now, the fate of the Werebeasts was in his hands in the blink of an eye. He only needed to gently press the switch, and there was an even easier way—consent by default.
He only needed to pretend he didn't know anything, and Think would send those Werebeasts to their deaths.
If he was worried that the Werebeasts would go to the island in batches and couldn't be eliminated all at once, he could even wait until they had all migrated and then directly erase the island from the planet.
This was a gift from a friend.
Regardless of whether it was to break his will or to tempt him into making a mistake, what the white-haired Werebeast, Asano Shirasu, said was a fact that had truly happened. By attacking the settlement where Su'er lived when he first came to this world, the Werebeasts obtained the right to continue to survive and multiply in the cold and hunger, treating humans as food, and not sparing adults or children.
And there was Loise—the first man who voluntarily sacrificed his life to cover Su'er and the others' retreat. Su'er could never forget his existence, even though he couldn't even speak or write the language at that time and didn't even know his name.
So, paying them back is a must, right?
A debt of blood must be repaid.
Sympathizing with the enemy was the most foolish thing to do. So-called humanity or benevolence simply did not exist in this world or in this cruel great war.
If he missed this opportunity, would he really not regret it for the rest of his life?
Would he be worthy of his companions who sacrificed their lives and were watching him from the ground?
The blood and souls of his companions were intertwined with his, seeping into his bones, inseparable.
Their pain and their cries.
Their desires.
Su'er crouched down and touched the leading Werebeast. The Shiba Inu's brown fur looked very glossy, and it felt smooth to the touch. Su'er forcefully plucked a tuft of hair from his forehead. This pain didn't wake up this Werebeast.
After having their memories searched by Think, these few remaining Werebeasts were now in a coma, and what awaited them was the Siren's abuse. The next stop was hell.
"...Let me think about it again," Su'er's voice was low with exhaustion. This good opportunity came too suddenly and too easily, making him not know how to face his own heart.
"Okay~," Think unexpectedly didn't insist on anything. She just shrugged her shoulders easily and said, "Anyway, they are still in the reconnaissance phase. After losing this group of people, they will probably curl up for a while, although the situation on the continent won't leave them too much time to think. You can think about it properly during this time, Mr. Monkey~"
"Ah, thank you," Su'er looked up and smiled with some difficulty, at Think and also at Jibril.
To be honest, Su'er couldn't even believe that the information he had just learned was true. The Werebeasts were at the edge of extinction on the continent? The Werebeasts, who were seen as a great threat by humans in the past and were invincible, were now in his hands. And even the beginning of their decline was related to him.
Putting aside the attack by the Sirens, who had been tracking the Werebeasts and were their long-time enemies, in Think's description just now, Su'er also heard another piece of information that he was concerned about—the eastward expansion of the Elf's forces was also an important reason for squeezing the Werebeasts' living space.
And this movement of the Elves... could it have nothing to do with Think?
Think's words just now, aimed at him seeking revenge, were too obvious. He wasn't that stupid Siren. How could he not see such a simple thing?
Although Su'er really wanted to tell himself that this was just a normal strategic adjustment and expansion of the Elves, his intelligence told him a different answer.
Sometimes he hated himself for seeing through all this. It not only didn't make Su'er feel any more relaxed, but it made him even more annoyed.
"Hey~~~, Su~~~'er~~~"
A shout came from not far away. When Su'er turned his head, he saw the blue-haired Siren stupidly flopping in the water ball, trying to push the water ball closer to Su'er with all her might. It was obvious that it had no effect, but this Siren was using all her strength, which made her out of breath.
Fortunately, this commotion did attract Su'er's attention.
"Su'er! I want to play with fireworks too!!" Seeing that someone finally paid attention to her, the blue-haired Siren immediately reached out her hand and demanded it confidently.
"...I told you that's not a firework at all," Su'er grumbled weakly. Talking about this made him feel even more tired.