258 - - 197 My husband is not silent.

Meanwhile.

"Giggle!"

"Yaaaah!"

Giggle!

Gyah!

"What a pain in the ass!　No matter how many times I hit them, they don't decrease at all!

Ophir was scratching his head with both hands even though he was in the middle of a battle against the numerous babies that attacked him incessantly.

As declared, Ophir and his team crushed the giant baby Tougen with a single blow, but in the afterglow of their victory, the pieces of flesh that should have turned to dust immediately began to gather and regenerate as babies again.

Why?　But instead of disappearing, the baby split into two pieces this time. The number of them was increasing so much that it was ridiculous to even count them now.

"That's strange," he said.

Huh?

But Trubeau seemed to feel something strange about the situation.

What's wrong?

No, look at them. The number of them has certainly multiplied to a bizarre degree as a result of our attacks, but they are all so small that they don't look like they could shelter a single adult, even if that adult is a small, crooked man. Even if it were a small old man with a crooked back.

What do you mean?　You mean that the old man is not among them?

Ophir nodded his head yes, and then continued.

I rather think that he was not hiding in the baby from the beginning," he continued. Most likely, he turned into a baby while collecting pieces of meat for himself because he wanted to impress the others that he was here. --Isn't that so?　You d*mned demon!

Tolbaugh shouted so that the whole hall could hear him, and Tougen's laughter echoed out from nowhere.

I thought you were just a shortsighted woman. I thought you were just a short-tempered woman, but you have a good head on your shoulders. But now that you know that, what is it?　You can't see me, but I can see your every move. No matter how powerful this "princess armor" is, it's power is so great that it will eventually reach its limit. In other words, it's only a matter of time before they capture you. Now, what kind of puppet will you make of me?

Tougen's smile was again wicked, but he suddenly suggested, "Well," he said, "you're not going to give yourself to me, are you?

If you will voluntarily become my slave, I will spare your life. You are a woman, after all. I have many uses for you.

"You bastard. ......

"Oh, you joke only to my face, you old hag. I mean, I don't know.　Two people who tried to touch us like that have been killed by my husband so far, including one of your friends.

When Ophir pointed the tip of his battle-axe at the ceiling in exasperation, Tougen laughed in amusement and said, "Ka ka ka ka! Tougen said with a pleasant smile.

Then you're right, I'm going to have to kill you!　Go ahead, let's kill him!　What's the matter?　You won't kill me, Messiah?　Kill me quickly or I'll make a cage of the women you love!　Come on, come on, come on, come on, come on.

And...

--"Giggle, giggle, giggle, giggle, giggle!

"Giggle, giggle, giggle, giggle!"

What?

Suddenly, "something" breaks through the ceiling and sticks its fangs into Tougen's hidden body, revealing its presence.

It was like a giant tentacle, and the tentacle itself had several smaller tentacles attached to it, and like Togen, it was devouring babies one after another.

What is this?　I don't think that there really is a savior ......Gyaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

"--!!!"

and mercilessly devoured by the tentacles, Tougen's figure is lost.

At the same time, the tentacles return to the hole, leaving Ophir and the others alone in the laboratory, which should have been full of people a moment ago.

In the middle of the room, Trubeau said to the astonished Ophir, "I'm sorry, I can't believe you're all here.

What the hell is going on ...... with your husbands?

No, he's not our husband!　I mean, what the hell does he look like to you?

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