I Miss My Mother's Grilled Salmon

In the Forest, the Hellfire was impossible to extinguish.

Soon, a large fire broke out at one end of the Forest.

"Da da!"

Amidst the gunshots and curses, a middle-aged man in armor, perched atop a tree in the distance, remained calm, his cold gaze sweeping down upon the scene below, a slight smile playing on his lips.

In the past, he has always acted in a domineering manner.

Right now, it's quite interesting to use some underhanded tricks to deal with these mortals who dared to attack him.

The other person's madness, in fact, became a source of amusement for him.

Sashado's lips curled into a smile, then he raised his hand.

The next second.

In the distant Forest, Tasute was still firing his gun, venting his anger, but suddenly, countless bullets he had fired returned to their original paths!

"Whoosh!" "Whoosh!" "Whoosh!"...

A series of whooshing sounds pierced through the tree trunk and leaves, and then... they all shot towards him!

His eyes widened in terror as he glanced at the riddled armor, then his head lolled to the side and he collapsed to the ground!

The others' pupils contracted when they saw this, and the hairs on their bodies stood on end!

They understand...

All of this must be because an enemy is watching their every move and is trying to wipe them out!

"Everyone... don't panic! This isn't a curse; it's an enemy attacking us!"

A calm young soldier shouted in a deep voice to his comrade beside him.

In the distance, hidden in the Forest, Sashado seemed to hear these words, a smile playing on his lips as he murmured.

"Correct answer, but unfortunately, you might not like the reward..."

He flicked his finger.

The next second!

Our top priority is...

The calm young soldier was about to speak, but suddenly he clutched his throat, his face flushed red, like a fish out of water, his expression pained!

Everyone who witnessed this scene became extremely tense.

"Kane, how are you!?"

The young soldier named Kane struggled desperately, tearing off half of his own armor as if it were a shackle preventing him from breathing.

Unfortunately, it was of no use.

A soldier rushed towards him, but stopped just as he reached him, also showing a pained expression.

That soldier soon suffered the same fate as Kane.

The soldiers around were terrified at the sight.

The two young soldiers' mouths were almost agape. Kane was not wearing any armor, yet he was still unable to breathe, his eyes were bloodshot, his hands were desperately clutching his throat, and his body was convulsing wildly.

Ultimately, due to Sashado's continued stripping of the air from the area around him...

Kane and another soldier were killed instantly...

But it was also at this time.

Finally, someone among the soldiers figured something out.

Regardless of the accuracy of the information, even if it was just a guess based on some kind of intuition, he shouted loudly to his companions around him.

"It's Sashado, it's that monster, it must be that monster, it's not dead yet!!"

This is not recklessness, but rather a kind of courageous willingness to sacrifice.

After he finished speaking...

The soldier swallowed hard, nervously scanning his surroundings, even... prepared for death.

Upon hearing his words, the soldiers were initially skeptical, but ultimately fell into a kind of despair, as if they had learned the truth!

Sashado... is still alive...

That terrifying monster... they've exhausted all their new weapons. If that didn't kill him... and he's still alive and coming back for revenge...

Then, they probably won't be able to get back alive...

It was precisely because everyone understood this that they felt despair.

And then his name was called.

Sashado's eyes flashed with a smile, then he stopped concealing his presence, slowly landing back on the ground, passing over layers of trees, and finally appearing before the soldiers.

"You guessed correctly, mortals. I admire the wit and wisdom you displayed in the face of death. Now that you see me again, can you tell me your thoughts?"

Sashado, like a friendly uncle next door, spoke cheerfully to the group of soldiers staring at him with a mixture of fear, shock, anger, and other complex emotions.

"It really is you, you monster..."

The young soldier had guessed it, but he was also filled with despair at the outcome, muttering to himself.

Some elderly soldiers had no idea what giving up meant.

Even now, it continues to seek opportunities, seizing the moment to directly target the opponent and unleash the heavy single-target weapon on its half-body armor!

Unfortunately, once Sashado had taken them seriously, they had no chance left!

Especially within the other party's territory.

Sashado's dark eyes narrowed slightly. He didn't move, but merely glanced at the other person. Although he had a smile on his face, his eyes were icy cold.

The next moment, the armor on the other side fell silent. Then, the metal on the mech turned into twisted ropes and flexibly wrapped around the soldier.

Anger and hatred are utterly useless in the face of overwhelming power.

"Pfft!"

The terrifying sound of metal crushing flesh and bone fragments echoed throughout the arena. All the soldiers watched helplessly as their comrades were killed by the monster with its bizarre power.

Their pupils trembled, and they all understood that even the slightest action...

The opponent will then use a bizarre "curse" to kill them, completely changing the logic of the battle between the two sides.

Previously, they were the attackers, separated by a great distance, using a saturation attack with a large amount of weaponry to restrict the other side's approach.

Right now, it feels like we've completely entered the opponent's home turf.

Even if they used the "stun bomb" again, at this distance, once the warhead detonated, regardless of whether it killed the enemy, they themselves would certainly die without a burial place.

The young soldier who had been questioned by Sashado earlier had his head bowed; the death of his comrade caused his pupils to contract and his body to tremble slightly.

It was hard to say whether it was fear or anger.

His name is Troia. He was born in V5, a middle-class family in the Mito Federation. Troia grew up in a wealthy family and lived a very happy life. However, from a young age, he aspired to become a glorious soldier.

Through his own hard work and training, he was eventually selected for this top-tier unit, becoming the pride of his family.

He had never been to V5, but through what he had learned, Troia knew that many small countries were stirring up trouble and looking for an opportunity to destroy the rare peace that V5 had created.

He firmly believed in V5's justice, and it was precisely because of this that he, with his lofty will, received a glorious mission and trust.

He was selected to carry out this military mission and was equipped with a portable "Rose" bomb.

His superiors told him that this was the soldier's final roar, V5's indomitable will to fight for peace.

At first, he was proud to be entrusted with such responsibility and trust by his superiors.

But right now, he feels somewhat lost.

Once Rose is activated, there will be no turning back. He doesn't know if the monster in front of him is dead or alive, but his comrades beside him have absolutely no hope of survival.

On the other hand, he also knew that this was their last chance.

Their strength alone is insufficient to destroy this monster...

Only by relying on the Rose... is there a sliver of hope...

His mind was racing like a rollercoaster, filled with thoughts of his comrades being tortured and killed before his eyes, monsters waiting for his questions, and the lives of many more of his comrades in his hands.

An incredibly difficult choice, to be made in just a few seconds...

"Hmm..."

Finally, after what felt like an eternity, Troia looked up at Sashado and smiled.

I'm missing my mother's salmon fritters...

Sashado was slightly taken aback upon hearing the young soldier's answer.

No matter how much you cherish it, you have to let it go; no matter how painful it is, you have to do it...

Troia was an ordinary soldier, perhaps even a foolish one, but his initial belief upon enlisting told him that he had no other choice...

Therefore, at this moment.

He could only bid farewell to this world with regret. If given the chance, he would also take away the monster that posed such a great threat to humanity and bring peace back to the world.

"Boom--"

Crimson flames shot into the sky, and in the Forest, a blooming Rose silenced everyone present...