111 – Execution Station (14)

In the awkward silence I glanced at Monica. Suin the snow fox sat on the bed, only wiggling her fingers.

I’m going to sleep all night. I sighed.

“Captain Monica. What was the reason you came?”

“I… That’s why…”

Monica slipped away.

“How is the management of the 10th unit going?”

“It hasn’t been more than two days.”

“Yeah, but… As a senior, if there is anything I can give you, I would like to give you some advice. Everyone has a hard time at first, right?”

“If the warden knew you helped me, I think warden Veronica would put me in jail.”

“…That’s right.”

I leaned my back against the wall.

“What do you want to say?”

“…That, that… It’s nothing special…”

Monica lifted her head for a sneak peek at her.

“Interrogator, what do you think about your job?”

“Don’t you have any ideas?”

“…Do you have any pride or mission?”

“What?”

Disbelief passed in her eyes. Whatever. It’s true.

“Seeing that you bring up that story, are you worried about your job?”

“…I’m honestly satisfied with my job. The jailer is not for everyone, right? It is a very important role to edify people and make them useful people.”

“Isn’t it?”

“But…But… These days, I think more people don’t know about the mission. Even today, it’s there…!”

Once burst out, complaints pour in. I strained my body all the way.

Are you trying to find someone to talk to?

The funny thing about it was that it was fun after hearing it. It was very strange to hear Monica’s grunts, which I only heard in games.

Even in-game, it was the type of thing where you press hard and hold it in before it explodes all at once. I slightly agreed with her words.

“I will. You have to have basic skills to become a guard, but if you are pushed back by prisoners wearing restraints, there is a problem.”

“Isn’t it?! After all, I’m not weird! It’s the fault of the guys who didn’t train in the first place, but they don’t know their fault and gossip about me in the bathroom…!”

Monica talked heartily. She took a deep breath in and let out her nostrils as if her insides were cool.

“…Thank you. Please listen.”

“What is this?”

“I-I-I-I-I-I-I’m talking about it-by any chance…”

Monica pushed her face up.

“I think I get along very well with Inquisitor… Can we talk again later?”

“It looks like there are a lot of things piled up. If it’s okay with me too.”

“No, of course I won’t talk much! Because it’s just a little bit Interrogator, don’t you need some personal time too?”

“It’s not wrong, but you don’t need to be so concerned.”

Let’s get points here. There’s nothing to lose if you increase the likability.

Well, it was actually fun. It was a raw story.

“It’s fun to hear Monica’s story.”

“…….!”

Monica smiled broadly.

Thank you! Inquisitor! Thank you for being my friend!”

“…For that reason, the age difference is a bit small.”

“How old are you? At first glance, he looks like the same age as me… Ah, of course, at human age! Because beastmen live several times longer than humans… It’s a story when converted to physical age. Although I’m a bit older…! In terms of human age, I’m still in my mid-twenties…!”

“Are you sixteen?”

“Eh?”

. . .

To rehabilitate the prisoners and get the approval of Warden Veronica. However, only words were edified, and the content was only about getting to know each other.

If you don’t attack the guards and don’t make a fuss, that’s edification, is there anything special?

All you have to do is to alleviate the reasons for your hostility towards humans!

I glanced at Balkan.

There was a reason why the prisoners attacked the guards. In the case of Vulcan, the reason was simple.

The self-loathing that comes from not keeping anything. To recklessly pour out anger that has nowhere to go with the intent to kill.

In that case, all you have to do is satisfy that desire.

“Balkan.”

“…What is it?”

I took a quick look around the prison. I shrugged my shoulders.

I took out a sword from my pocket. An ordinary sword.

I threw it in front of him. I also grabbed a sword.

“Do you know how to use a sword? Don’t subtract Because you can see everything.”

“…Why are you giving this to me?”

“There is still time. What do people do when they stay still? I have to learn at least one more.”

I raised my sword. Holy power was not included.

Muscle strength was enough.

“Can you hang out?”

“…Giving weapons to prisoners. Do you know what that means?”

“I know you are holding back with reason. Actually, you want to bite me right now, right?”

“……”

“Do whatever you want. Try to brush it off with all your might.”

“What are you aiming for?”

“It is frustrating. Do you hear a lot of high-minded people?”

Vulcan seized the sword.

“It’s frustrating…”

My eyes were stained red. Sharp fangs were visible between the mouth.

“You… You know… What are you talking about?”

“It’s better to talk with your body than talk with your mouth.”

I flicked my hand. Grinned.

“I’ll give you three counts. Call?”

“Cheeky!”

A metallic sound rang out.

. . .

“…Young jailer. What is this…”

“What is it?”

I leisurely handed over the fishing rod. The fish were released into a small pond that was separately built by a contractor.

“It’s fishing.”

“Not worth doing in prison.”

“Uh huh. The manager is all right, but who is there to argue with!”

Rakkkeum reluctantly accepted the fishing rod.

“Young jailer. I can’t understand your thoughts.”

“Just accept it.”

“Why is this happening?”

“I want to get to know you better. Lizard was curious. But isn’t it fun just talking about it? It’s something I thought of.”

Lakkkeum was originally reformed. It wasn’t particularly hostile to humans.

But it bothers me a little to leave it out. Let’s think of it as a break time.

It is not easy to meet a reliable adult who sacrificed himself for others.

Rakkkeum stared at the fishing rod. The baited needle was swung away.

The fish immediately asked. Rock laughed as if it was absurd.

”This is so…”

“Does your hand taste bad?”

“I have no taste. There was no tension. Fishing is not like this.”

“What is the original?”

“Have you ever tried fishing?”

“I have never been particularly interested. But hearing it makes me curious. I prepared it after hearing that lizards often eat fish… But is it very different from real fishing?”

“…Hmm.”

He ate fish caught by Lizard raw. It was chewed to the bone.

Swallow in one gulp. He lifted his bloody mouth and grinned.

“Do you want to teach me?”

“Is it good? I was curious about how lizards live.”

“…Then I’ll tell you. Young jailer. Listen carefully. The Lizards are…”

Rakkeum brought up the story of Doran Doran. I closed my eyes as if recalling memories.

. . .

“How about bubble wrap?”

“Boring. Pleasure. Doesn’t exist. Hmm.”

Tsubaki yawned. She rolled over on the bed.

But still his hands were busy moving. Unlike saying he didn’t like it, his body was honest.

Air cap bursting in succession. I sat down next to her.

“Tsubaki.”

“Yes.”

“Western language. Do you want to learn from me?”

“……?!”

Because of the body I received, I was able to speak the language of the western continent naturally. I could write, and I had a perfect understanding of how things worked.

As long as you teach me, there’s no problem.

Tsubaki quietly stood up. Her eyes sparkled

“Really?”

“Of course not. Aren’t you tired of just spitting out words you know?”

“Yes! Bored! Conversation! Complete sentence! Crave!”

“Good. I will teach you hard. And that…”

I stared blankly at the air caps exploding in succession. Hand movements that seem to suppress withdrawal symptoms.

She wants to burst humans. It was the same desire she was born with from her day.

A human born different from others.

That’s why people can’t be understood.

I had no intention of denying her existence. You can even make substitutes for humans.

But that required Maya. Now that she’s gone, the only thing she can give Tsubaki is an air cap.

“If you have patience, I’ll give you something you can explode.”

“Are you going to explode? Pop-up? More?”

“There is something else besides that. That’s a temporary measure anyway. If you follow along well, I will give you a prize, so learn hard. Got it?”

“…Yeah!”

Tsubaki nodded her head vigorously. Then she asked quietly.

“Tsubaki. Aren’t you scared?”

“I don’t know how many times I say this…”

I quickly took out the note I had brought with me.

“I am the most dangerous person here.”

. . .

“…Are you here?”

Sinner Eve raised her head. I nodded. She sat down on the futon and pointed to a chair as if she wanted to have a conversation.

I sat on it. Without saying a word, she listened to what she had to say.

[‘Prayer of the Sun God’ pushes away mental pollution.]

“The only thing that fills the finite time is pain.”

“……”

“Even if I struggle, it doesn’t end. Precious things will disappear someday. The joy that seems to last forever is only a moment.”

She talked. Tried to convince me

“Zahard. Life has no meaning. It’s just a void that will disappear someday.”

“Maybe.”

“…Why are you still alive? Why do you want to remain in this hell, leaving true salvation alone?”

Eve grabbed my hand. She brought it to her own cheek.

“Let’s go together. We. It might be scary if you’re alone. Because I don’t know what’s out there. But it’s different when a lot of people come together. We’ll be together from beyond. Step out together, and those who went first will welcome you. In an eternal paradise where there is no pain.”

Whispered words are like snakes. Combined with her pretty appearance, she openly seduced me.

If anyone sees you, you’ll think he’s a follower of the naga.

I spread my hand. She stroked her cheek.

“… Huh?”

“No. It’s just because you’re pretty.”

“Eh?”

Eve is broken. Climb up somewhere!

I am the best in the world of beauty!

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“Eve. Then I’ll ask the opposite. If life is full of pain, if it’s something you can’t escape no matter how hard you struggle…Why are people still living?”

“Because they are ignorant. So that’s what I need. Only I can enlighten the ignorant.”

“Why do you think so?”

“I am a teacher. It’s a teacher. I felt it when I was teaching children. That everyone needs a pioneer. There should always be someone to step ahead and lead. Only then can people move on the right path without trial and error.”

A woman who calls herself a teacher. I chuckled.

“Good. You may be right. Life is full of pain, and we may have to run away to get out of it.”

“You understand what I mean!”

“It is not a difficult story.”

“Right! So Zahard! Before it’s too late…!”

I pulled out the bang cooker.

“But cooking is different! It is full of very difficult things!”

“Eh.”

The cookbooks he had brought into his pockets were knocked down.

“You said you like cookbooks, right? I bought some food ingredients from outside Tantalos. All the cooking utensils are in here!”

“… On? To?”

“Zahard’s cooking class. Open. Only one student is accepted. Would you like to apply?”

“No. Uh. That is. Ah…”

“A. Don’t bounce I know it’s good and I know it.”

I winked lightly.

“You said it then. I’m not going to tell you what you don’t know, I’m going to show you. But it’s taking a while to get here, right? It’s honestly not fun to stay still, so let’s realize the knowledge we’ve learned so far.”

“That…What the hell…No, I don’t understand…?”

“What is the situation?”

I took her hand and pulled her. She let out something like a moan and stood up after her.

“What’s wrong?!”

“Knowledge shines brighter when it is written than when it is held in the head.”

Eve looked up at me with a confused look on her face.

I held her saucepan in her hand.

“Let’s do it. Before you get scared and run away, try slicing the ingredients. Do you know What will change when you cook?”

. . .

I opened the door. Waiting beyond the iron gate was the demon of love.

A woman worn out by human malice. I reached out my hand toward the shining white hair.

He stroked his hair slowly. Amar slowly opened her eyes.

“…s*x?”

“It’s not like that.”

“Why not? I do not understand. Zahard. Why don’t you run over me i like naughty Shaking the waist is the world’s number one.”

“That’s what people in love do.”

“Don’t you love me?”

Something shook behind her back. I shook my head at the mana shaking menacingly.

“It’s too early to bring out love. I don’t know anything about you.”

“You can love without knowing anything. I have been loved that way all along.”

“Can you be sure if it’s love or lust?”

“Yes. That is love.”

“Really? But my love is different.”

Amar tilted her head.

“What’s the difference?”

“Because my love starts with spending time together.”

I sat behind her. Back to back

The warmth that blooms. He closed his eyes and said nothing. Subtly, she rubbed her body and stopped her action.

“…Um.”

Amar muttered behind her back.

“I don’t know. Why are you doing nothing? Are you okay with that?”

“It’s okay.”

I nodded.

“It’s okay even if you don’t do anything.”

“…….”

Amar did not answer.

Just as I ordered, he quietly leaned on his back.

. . .

Dimona looked up at her from her office. She put down her letter from Maya.

“…Um.”

I saved my words. She thought persistently in her head.

She didn’t just stay silent either. There was something she was secretly pursuing.

Tracking Dwayne’s whereabouts using the 2nd Heretic Questioners who are invisible unlike the 1st.

With the hoped-for achievements gathered, it was now becoming a huge picture. A shocking story was also mixed in the clue of the case that was barely caught.

She wasn’t incompetent. She was rather capable. Once I penetrated one, I could vaguely see the big picture, and I could clearly see what the other person was aiming for.

“…Thank you. Maya. This makes it clear. A while ago, a large number of Paladins left the Church Headquarters under the pretext of a mission. It was the Holy Knights under Dwayne.”

“What is Maya doing?”

“I’ll ask you just one thing.”

If the other side plots something, this side will only refute it. Dimona rolled every hand she could use.

“Maya. Please take care of Her Highness, Cardinal Arpina.”

“… Huh?”

“If my judgment is correct, he is in a very dangerous situation right now. And the only person who can help with that is an apostle-level power.”

Dimona stared blankly at Maya.

“You…Are you strong? I know. It’s not like you’ve lost all your strength.”

“……”

“Of course, I have no intention of making it an issue. Because Zahard guaranteed your safety. I trust him I’m not the kind of person to spit out nonsense.”

Dimona opened her papers. I just skimmed through it.

“Since we can’t just stay on the receiving end… Let’s move on.”

Heretic Inquisitor Dimona began to move beneath the surface.

Quietly, where not even Archbishop Dwayne would notice.