181 208 - Torture in the name of meals

"How's it going?

"Probably... already..."

"... right"

This is a rock shade in the wilderness a short distance from Pascantine. There were four figures below Darms-Aldan Golden Knight Chief Albrecht Human. Though there was room for a few more for the transfer, there was no reason to do the reconnaissance in large numbers, and three of my men were taken and the Knight Commander was sent.

And Pascantine, but all the factories have collapsed already, and there is no such thing as a country to be called there. Wall protection with countless protrusions, factory wreckage wrapped in firehands and smoke, collapsed chimney. Unnaturally intact castles lie ahead.

"Dear Albrecht, what is that? Those whites..."

"Perhaps... that would be the blood of the merciful"

"Is it the blood of the merciful?!

"You have a loud voice."

"Shh, excuse me, but speaking of the blood of a philanthropist, is that the name of a charity? That's also supposed to be a small organization here recently that has just come to my ears. How could such people..."

"I don't know... I don't know but I can't doubt what I'm seeing. This will be the truth"

In front of the main gate of the country you can see from there was a large group of beastmen as far as you can see. Beside them are a few people in white clothes. The appearance could easily be seen from here.

The two men unfolded a small magic formation like glasses, without opening their mouths, and watched how they were doing. It would be like “binoculars”.

And one of his men was puzzled by the way it was, and found an answer in Albrecht, but after all, it was not believable, but rather just confusing.

Because they rushed here, ready to have the Heart of the Dragon. That's not a terrorist organization, it's just a charity. Because it was a small religious group.

"They, the hell..."

A subordinate with no words as such.

"Either way, you should report it to Master Schneizel once."

Then it was then.

"Knight chief!

One of my men whispered to let me know. It looks urgent.

"What's up?

"Somebody, I'm out"

Then Albrecht expanded his “glasses” as he narrowed his eyes and glanced at the front gate.

"... that one"

What you see there is a man in white, just like the others. But only one person looks different in that he wears a different mask that matches the skull of a beast with a human. The two horns growing from the forehead are twisted and stretched towards the back of the head.

And behind it, he also saw a “human” in a floating state.

"Dear Tom Pearl..."

Albrecht with a startling look on his face.

"This is..."

The three men who confirmed Tom Pearl's appearance were unable to do anything about the condition and were just staring at him without blinking, supposing that he should not be distracted. To not lose sight of the "enemy”.

"You mean... the royal castle has fallen"

That in fact means the exile of Pascantine.

"Report it, we need to report it immediately..."

Albrecht who changed his blood phase. Things had already come to a point where nothing could be done with a knight chief. Not if you're scouting. We have to tell Schneizel as soon as possible. That it was not the 'heart of the dragon' but the 'blood of the merciful' that carried out the raid.

"Temporarily, retreat."

That's what Albrecht told me. That's when...

- Who are you going to report to?

I heard a completely different voice behind my back.

"Come on!"

Albrecht is completely unresponsive and takes a distance as he looks back. And I doubted the way it looked.

My men, who should have talked normally before now, are losing their necks and cramping.

……

Sweat tells me from my forehead. Albrecht suppressed fear and anger, trying to remain calm while confused. But no matter how much you fix, all you can do is stare at the man in front of you.

"Is that a reconnaissance? Schneizel is also rough on people. He's only looking at his men as trash. To that evidence, Albrecht Human…"

"Become! …"

"- You're going to die now, aren't you?

Albrecht can't keep up with understanding.

"Why... give me my name..."

"Would it be a foolish question? Derms, Aldan, the Golden Knight, you think there's someone who doesn't know his name?

"Ank... Amadeus, you... the hell..."

I'm not looking at the other guy's way out. I'm just upset that they took the lead and that my men were killed in an instant without making a sound. Albrecht clearly understood the difference in force. Draw your sword or chant your magic? But that judgment is not correct either. Albrecht knew that he had experienced many as a knight chief for many years.

- I can't beat myself.

That was obvious.

And Amadeus lays hands on Albrecht, who has lost his will to war. The chief knight is just upset and can't even retreat. I can't move my legs.

"Here we go, it's the heart of a dragon -"

And it was the moment I heard joking words. Albrecht's neck flew and a blood splash broke out.

"You just made me go through a lot of trouble..."

Amadeus' thoughts were straightforward.

And when the area stained bright red, there were only four human bodies rolling around, and Amadeus' figure had disappeared.

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The raid is over, the blood of the merciful gathering.

"Grate it! Get it down from here! You guys know what happens when you do this all the time?!

Tom Pearl, in a floating state in the universe, was calling and scattering with his legs bumped. Around it there is a whirlpool of hatred among the slaves who glance at the tom pearls. Amadeus then began his speech.

"My fellow countrymen! We are the blood of the merciful! I heard about this man's stupidity, and I went up to rescue your countrymen."

The voices echoing in Hirono silenced the open slaves. Maybe there's Amadeus' godly reason there. Everyone was blinded by his voice and his appearance.

"You guys are freer than this! You should go wherever you want. But whoever has no place, and asks me for salvation, I will give him guidance. I won't impose it. You're free now."

Then, when one white man chanted his magic, the earth rose, and a simple sandalwood appeared there. It's big enough sandalwood to afford even if dozens of people go up.

Amadeus then went up to Sandalwood with Tompearl. In the meantime, Tong Pearl calls for it to be lowered.

"Better than this, then! Judgment is to be made!

Then something like a slice of dimension appeared beside Amadeus, from which a large silver table appeared.

"I borrowed it from the royal kitchen.“ Meal ”means sitting in a chair and doing it on a table, right?

Amadeus then lowered the tompearl on its silver table. On the small back length of the tongue pearl, this table was adequate.

And Amadeus takes something out of the narrow space of the dimension again.

- Silver dishes.

Countless forks and knives. They fell limitless from the narrow space of the dimension. On sandalwood I noticed a pile of silver dishes. Amadeus then took the fork and replied, shrugging.

"A luxurious pig. You were forced to labor, and on the other hand, you were accumulating a lot of this waste and smoking sweet juice. You guys! I've been forced to keep this pig! This pig has been put to work to fatten bliss and laziness in his days! Accept that fact! Look at reality! And!... that's the end of the day! From now on, you're free, and! ……

"Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!

That's when Amadeus stabbed Tompearl's palm full of strength with a fork in his hand.

"No, ahhh! It hurts. Whoa! It hurts. Whoa!

The fork is pierced through the palm of his hand and stabbed at the table. Tong Pearl's right hand took the form of being fixed to the table.

"Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!

Amadeus held his belly, laughing from the bottom of his heart.

"It's ugly, Tom Pearl."

"Ouch, no! It hurts. Ooh! My arm. Oh!

"This pig is not a good thing to put in your mouth. And well, jokes aside, this fool is not life. At a time when you beasts don't understand that you are noble, this guy is rubbish. Not like us. That means you can kill him. No, you're not... you can't even kill more than it is garbage. So let's just say we're going to make sure of that. This pig, who turned his life into his own, thus -"

Then Amadeus stabs the fork in the other palm again. The fork penetrated and the tongue pearl was stuck on the table.

"Piggyyyyyyyyyyyy! It hurts! It hurts. Whoa!

"- I call it scattered as if I'm in pain, but this is just playing life. Nothing to worry about. And one by one, stab him with a fork until you feel comfortable, stab him with a knife... or you can cut him with a support knife so he can cut the meat apart, suppose that's up to your taste, but is this pig either garbage or life? Why don't we make sure? But I'll state my speculation before I do. This is just a fool imitating humans who resemble pigs. Not life."

Then Amadeus points to the woman who was in the lead. Is it a cat clan? I have black ears growing from my head.

"Let's start with you, take a fork and a knife, and figure out which one of these fools you are."

Then the woman slowly went up to sandalwood to be attracted to Amadeus' words. Then a woman receives a fork and a knife.

"Stop with your head and your heart... you know what that means?

Amadeus whispered. I mean, this is farce. - Crazy farce. It's just a performance.

No matter how much you've been hurt, many people can't hurt you when you have to. That is why Amadeus removed the shackles of his heart and made it easier to carry out the “torture in the name of diet” that he was about to carry out. As much as possible so that they can do it without feeling comfortable and later without regret. Of course some don't. Some will be able to do it without hesitation out of anger. But Amadeus understood the heart of the weak.

And the woman, one of the weak, then, hesitating, stabbed the fork vigorously into Tong Pearl's arm.

"Puggyyyyyyyy!"

"haha... haha!

Then a woman laughs out like she's broken. There was a full grin there. The woman furthermore stabbed the knife in the other arm the same way. Then a woman who laughs even happier.

"Ha, ha, ha!

Boom - the woman was feeling happier than ever before.

"That's good! Next! -"

Afterwards, on the same ascent to sandalwood, the beasts pierce the fork and the knife. Some of them were human figures, but as far as humans were concerned, after descending on sandalwood, Amadeus had done what he called 'the play of reincarnation', changing his appearance from one person to another. Those who refuse to do so are not alone. Those who are not “adapters" are no longer here.

Brothers and adapters...... it is the compatriots who should be saved. But the adapter, whether human or not, can thus become a compatriot. But Amadeus will not save those who do not. That's why it was eliminated at the rescue.

And the task of separating the compatriots from the adapters and turning the adapters into compatriots is sorted in the blood of the merciful - called the "Reincarnation Rite".

"Puggy-oh! It hurts. Ooh! It hurts. Ooh! It hurts. Whoa, whoa, whoa!

A ton of pearls are pierced with forks and knives, one after the other, in areas as far away from the heart as possible, such as arms, feet and belly. When I noticed there were countless silver dishes stabbed there, a pig figure. The next person to stab him would snap an intrusive silver dish with his hand before stabbing him, but Tom Pearl was crying even more about whether the severe pain would run at that time.

"The One Who Doesn't Belong" - Alicia, Romero, Larna, and Amadeus.

And the blood of the assembled merciful men, they had seen to the end.

- The hog screams “stop ringing," until the wilderness regains its serenity...

"Puggy-oh! It hurts. Ooh! I don't like it anymore. Ooh! I apologize. I apologize. Whoa! It hurts. Ooh! It hurts. Whoa! Piggyhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!..."

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