335 333 Wicked

After Murreria escaped. The battlefield was left with the knights of Bashar, and the adventurers who were drunk by evil and rampant, and it and Fran.

"Quina! Protect Meir and Chiara!

We are powerless adventurers and knights. Well, a series of thunderous magic wouldn't have been a problem. Even though adventurers are also rampant by evil, they could have stopped the movement if they had paralysed them.

"Guaaaah!"

"Oooh!

"Shut up."

I tied up the adventurers once, but I've been screaming ever since I woke up, and I'm rambling to untie them.

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Conversely, the knights remained silent the whole time. This one looks troublesome over here.

"I want to get the adventurers back to sanity for now, but what's wrong"

"You won't be able to beat him up."

Meir, who recovered from exhaustion, and Gwendalfa are troubled in arms. Actually, I've also tried purifying magic, but they can't be evil on my usable level.

My evil manifestation would still be the key.

(Slash a little?

'No, that's just... Well, the last resort. "

(n)

"In the meantime, let me touch it."

(Okay)

It could be a little. That's what I thought, and while I was careful not to hurt them, I asked them to put my fullness on the adventurer's body, but the effect was more than I imagined.

"Grrr!"

"Whoa!

An adventurer made a loud shout. I was surprised, too. Shortly afterwards, the black magic that had risen from the adventurer's body could be seen, spraying away clouds.

The adventurer had lost his mind, but the evil had completely vanished from his body. I was a little worried about that scream, but my vitality and so on hasn't diminished.

"Whoa, what have you done?"

"Erased the evil"

Gwendalfa, who doesn't know what's going on, is making her face pull. Well, if you look at it objectively, when Fran hits the belly of the sword, all of a sudden the adventurer screams and faints. That would also make me worried.

Gwendalfa is waking up an evil adventurer and slapping her gently on the cheek.

"Hey, hey. Are you okay?"

"Yeah... this is..."

Apparently, he's back to sanity. The answer is solid, and the memory remains firm to the point of receiving the bullet of evil. This would be okay to do the same to the other adventurers. The screaming is a little loud though.

"Hi-gi-yah!

"La Rogu!

"Hey, what's going on...!

Only Gwendalfa, who still knew nothing, had a drawn look on his face at the adventurers screaming as he turned his body against it. However, I don't seem to intend to stop Fran because I seem to know he's not malicious.

Five minutes later, evil had disappeared from all adventurers and they were regaining their sanity. When it comes to what I did, I just touch it. That's because I'm holding Fran's hand, which equates to doing practically nothing.

And what would be awesome would be the power of evil pronouncement. I didn't think I could erase evil strong enough to ramble people just by lightly touching them. Then it should be a lethal means of attack against the evil man.

Let Gwendalfa take care of the adventurers and interrogate the knights next.

"Now, if you're going to answer this question in a big way, I'm not going to imitate it?

――

Even against Meir's intimidation, the knights show no one how frightened they are. There was a strong readiness in his eyes and hatred for the beast man.

"I know you are from the Bashar Kingdom. What's your relationship with that evil man, Murreria?

――

"What's your purpose?

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I don't even try to open my mouth to simple questions. This won't be easy to get your mouth cracked.

"I have no choice... then let's make him want to open his mouth. Quina."

"Okay."

And interrogation by Quina and Meir began. Starting with asking questions normally, threatening, hurting, healing and hurting even more. Repeating that did not change the stamina of the knights' mouths.

Whether I say you're the only one who can help me, threaten to speak if you don't want to hurt your people, or be tortured quite severely, the strong light in the eyes of the knights will not be lost. Don't get impressed with them while they're enemies.

"This is the last time. What's your relationship with Murreria?

――

One of the knights simply groaned with his teeth eaten up, even though he was slowly subjected to Meir's powerful intimidation as he snapped his fingers one at a time.

"Ha... These guys will be ready for real. Torture doesn't break your mouth."

"Unfortunately, it seems so"

Quina agrees with Meir's words as she takes her hands off the fingers of the man who was moving gritty.

"I have no choice. Quina, please."

"Okay."

"What do you do?

"Use Quina's Hand"

Watching, Quina awoke in front of one knight. The opponent is Johann Magnolia, also the leader of these knights. He was critically wounded dying for preventing Fran from attacking him with his own body as a shield, but he was out of danger for his life because of Murreria's potion and my healing magic.

Still, it's not fully healed, and he still stays asleep on the ground, but that seems more convenient.

"Because it's easier to work if you're slightly weak."

That's what Quina said and used was a fantasy formation, a unique skill. In addition to the effects of illusion, this skill also seems to have a slight effect of hypnosis. Although the hypnotic effect itself seems weak because illusion is the main thing only. That's the only thing that seems to be powerful enough for Quina to use all her magic and finally hypnotize a weakened human being.

"Well - look me in the eye"

"Knock."

Johann whips his painful body and manages to distract him from the quina.

"Hehe. It's a lie. You don't have to look me in the eye to have illusions."

It seems that the aim was to reduce attention to one's own hypnosis even for a moment by concentrating consciousness on something. By concentrating on the behavior of turning away, Johann showed the opposite gap.

A considerable amount of magic is dissipated from the entire body of the quina.

"- Well, did it take? What's your name?

"Johann Magnolia"

"Success."