Chapter 293 – Intersection

000

“Aaaaa!!!”

A man’s scream rang out, but the voice did not reach anyone except for the two of them.

This is the Fire Dragon Promise Club.

Her private room Her, which even VVIP customers cannot enter, provides the function as promised by Promise.

For example, a room where you can capture and torture the scandalous executioner who sent your precious companion across the rift in another dimension.

In a way that Ruba had never learned before, she was teasing the man.

I sit her in a chair and tie her up, and stick a needle under her fingernail in her.

Every time the man struggles and tries to escape from the restraints.

What restrained him was not an ordinary shackle or rope, but a chain of flame created by the Fire Dragon himself.

A primordial flame that burns in an elaborately crafted spell that cannot be compared to those used by Lyla or Cleon.

It was firmly restraining his limbs without turning his body into a cooked steak.

Of course, Promise was ready to restore the original nature of the flame at any time, cook it thoroughly, and cause a Maiar reaction.

Promise sat on the sofa with nonchalant eyes, watching Rubera torture him.

The pupils were torn vertically, and the red eyes seemed to pierce even the soul.

Also, the magical pressure he felt together was eroding his will his little by little in real time.

The sense of intimidation that the dragon gives off just by standing still is something that humans are not supposed to be able to withstand.

The humans who came into the vicinity of the angry dragon could not endure for several hours and went mad.

However, if you completely lose your sanity, you won’t be able to get the answer you want, so Promise suppresses his power as much as possible.

He did not even participate in the torture itself and was entrusting it to Rubera.

After several needles were inserted, the man’s hand was already covered in blood.

No matter how hard he bit his lower lip to hold back the screams of pain, blood was dripping from his lips his as well.

“It’s different. It’s not those screams I wanted to hear. I’m asking how to summon Cleon and why you were targeting him.”

Rubera speaks in a calm voice, but the man breathes deeply with his head down.

She talked as if she wouldn’t give her the answer she wanted.

“Well… Haha, it might have already turned into a monster in the dimensional rift…”

“It’s a cheap provocation. But don’t you know that provocation doesn’t do anything good for your body yet?”

Rubera said that, and among the tools prepared next to her, she said something different from a needle.

It was a vial of black medicine.

“…What is it? Confession? Do you think something like that would work for me?”

“It’s a confession…”

Ruba said so, and she glanced at the reverse pentagram label attached to it.

It was an improved version of the black maker previously possessed by Fortune, and it was a medicine that had the effect of gradually transforming the drinker into a female yinma.

To prevent her from being misused, her Promise her was retrieved and later returned to her her own Rare her to purify it, though.

Lubera, who found it while preparing for her torture her, told her that it was something she had been keeping.

“Did you say it was the Exiled Church? In this world, there are no normal people among the groups that act under the name of the Church. The Holy Spirit’s Protection Church is like that, but people like you, risking their lives to unknown identities, gathered people who claimed to be members of the Church. Even more so the insane group.”

“We select only the beings who deviate from the laws established by the Father of all things and who ought to pose a threat to the world. All we have to do is banish them from this world.”

When the man proudly said something, Ruba let out a sigh.

“It seems that the father of all things doesn’t have enough eyes to see. If it wasn’t for Cleon or Amelia, it would have been difficult to stop the demons’ plan. Many people would have been sacrificed because of the beast .”

“My father sees farther.”

“What that father sees is only the image of the world he designed, which is good for him.”

The man who heard Rubera’s words twisted the corner of her mouth and laughed at her Rubera.

“If a human from a cursed clan like you, who couldn’t hear your father’s voice, talked about it, it’s just a list of meaningless sounds.”

“Is that so.”

Then, Ruba poured the contents of the vial she was holding into her syringe.

“Then.

“…That disgusting liquid, what is it? If it’s not confession, is it poison?”

It was only then that the man looked at the medicine Ruba had with her eyes her with a little uneasiness.

Ruba was talking with a fishy smile at the words of such a man.

“You’ll experience the effect yourself from now on… Do I really need to say it?”

“As expected, you are a despicable clan. No matter what happens, you won’t get the information you want.”

“I’m looking forward to that.”

The next moment, without warning, a needle pierced the man’s skin.

Although the needle itself was thin, it was quite long, so the man shrank for a moment at the sting.

As soon as the liquid in the syringe begins to inject into his body.

The man watched him with a nervous expression.

“…”

Eventually, as if the inside of the syringe was empty, as if it was a lie that there was black liquid in it, Lubera roughly pulled out the syringe and took two steps away from the man.

In addition to the original, which had the effect of forcibly injecting black magic into humans, this improved Black Maker turns humans into demons.

Also, in the case of a male, it was not to become an incubus, but to turn it into a female once and turn it into a succubus.

If it was used in a club, it could be suspected immediately if a change appeared on the spot, so I slowly changed it to drinking diluted things.

This is what can be said to be the undiluted solution, which is injected into the body as it is.

The effect appeared immediately.

“Kuh!? Ugh…! What, nya, this…! As expected, it was poison…!”

The man twists his body as if in pain.

Ruba watched the scene indifferently, watching how far his transformation he took place.

“Then… Say goodbye to who you are now.”

“Yes, you bastard…!”

Before long, changes began to occur in the man’s body.

His short hair his slowly grew longer and then turned black and started reaching down to his waist his.

The bottom of the body he was wearing gradually changed from being solid and muscular to a curved one.

The skin on the face of his is also clearer than before, and the jawline has become thinner.

The skin of the whole body changes to a bright color.

As the transformation progressed in her real-time, uh-no, she let out her screams and felt her own body her transform.

The change accompanied by pain brought not only pain, but fear as if it were changing from the inside of the body to the soul.

Like that, how many minutes had passed?

The one tied to the chair is no longer the man who mocked Ruba until now.

He was a succubus with small horns growing on his head and half a wing on his back.

“This, what the hell… What… “

She was confused and realizing that her own voice had lowered, her face her turned pale.

And when I hurriedly looked back at Rubera, I saw Rubera holding a mirror with her fishy expression on her face.

What was reflected on the other side of her was her own figure of her, completely devoid of being both male and human, transformed into a demon.

That too, black hair and black eyes.

He had the same physical characteristics as those of the dark horse family that he hated.

“Aaaaa!!”

She screamed.

Her own reflection of her in her mirror her looked so disgusting.

Promise and Ruba, while looking at her like that-

No sympathy arose.

“I’m glad you can scream.”

When Ruba muttered that, the succubus became enraged and shouted at Ruba.

“What the hell did you do, you bitch! You turned me into a demon in this form…!”

“You seem to have great pride in yourself… First, I tried to break down that part. First, the body – and then, the soul.”

“… Oops…!”

She understood in an instant what Ruba meant.

She had just thought herself disgusted with her reflection in the mirror.

But, once again she looked into the mirror in disbelief.

Seeing the reflection of her beautiful self in her reflection of her, her disgust her faded a little.

“No, no! It can’t be!”

And as if denying it, she struggled.

“What I just administered to you is a drug called Blackmaker. Its raw material… They say it contains the blood of the Dark Horse clan. Perhaps because of that, you also have the appearance of a Dark Horse clan like me.”

Rubera, who without her hesitation tells the truth she will not be able to hold on to.

Having become a succubus, he slowly stopped struggling and opened his mouth.

“I… I…”

“Well, then. Succubus. Let me ask you one more time. What the hell are the Father of All Things and the ‘Cult of Exile’ that you belonged to before? Did you send it to?”

Once again, when the succubus raised his head.

There were no more fanatics like before.

There was only one weak umma sitting there.

“If you answer me, will you release me?”

001

“Okay… With this, I’m done with the preparations… Should I do the rest after Beatrix returns?”

After Layla finished preparing her demon ministry contract, she looked around the messy workshop, wiping the sweat from her brow.

“Hmm… I’m going to get dizzy again after summoning the devil anyway, so I think it’s better to leave it as it is.”

After that, he took a short break while sitting in a chair, putting off the cleanup he had to do until later.

At the same time, I look at the locket necklace on the desk.

It seemed that the thing Cleon had entrusted to him before leaving for the royal castle was a keepsake of a dead adventurer.

He said it was broken when he dropped it on the ground, so it needed repair.

Of course, Ryla knows how to handle magic tools, so she gladly accepted his story her and tried to repair it.

When I opened the lid of the locket and looked at the family portraits inside, my heart felt heavy.

“…”

Even a family that seems harmonious like this can lose the head of the family due to a momentary mistake.

The fact that the memento is here, of course, whether this memento can be returned to the arms of the family of the person who lost it.

Perhaps, even the death of a family member was not known precisely.

What if.

Because Cleon, Quon, and Sasha had to face such a thing in a place where they were not themselves.

Or, that you will one day end your life that way, where they cannot see you.

If I become a body that I can no longer meet.

Layla tried to get it out of her head to understand the feelings of those who were left behind and those who made them.

Cleon and themselves are strong.

It’s a bit strange to say it yourself, but through various incidents, it became one of the strongest on the continent.

Although, the enemies they have to deal with in the future are also strong.

When fighting them, you will be by Cleon’s side, and Cleon will be by your side.

It was the same with other colleagues.

But all of a sudden, she felt the small letters engraved on the rocket’s surface on her fingertips her, and Lila’s body her stiffened.

‘Memento Mori’.

Layla said how he wished he hadn’t studied the ancient language, and he grabbed the locket with a bit of regret.

The meaning of the word was ‘remember death’.

The time I could spend with Cleon got shorter and shorter after coming to the capital.

He was conducting various researches on his own, but at the same time he understood that it was because Cleon was chasing the traces of Trismegistos while protecting the royal capital.

However, at the same time, the power of the enemies standing in the way of Cleon and herself grew stronger, and Ryla also felt it subtly.

Should we say that the enemies gradually become sincere, or are stronger enemies trying to stop them from becoming stronger?

“…That’s it.”

And, that anxiety could come to reality someday, in an unexpected place.

In fact, Layla, she has seen Cleon seriously injured after overdoing it.

When she had a confrontation with Albein.

When she knocked down the verse count in Elesia.

After the incident at the academy, she returned from the gap in another dimension.

At the end of it all, there was a barely won victory with Cleon seriously injured.

Although she thought she was used to being watched lying in bed with bandages on.

Even in the midst of that, there was a belief that Cleon would be safe.

If the.

If Cleon leaves his side of her, he will no longer be able to return.

Just thinking about it makes his chest tight, and his throat chokes.

No. No. No.

Only the voice denying that reality echoed in my head.

Lyla Flamewatch was a wise man, and also a person with a lot of knowledge.

It was thanks to Cleon and Quon that she, who used to have a bit of an erratic view of ethics in the past, is now able to empathize and sympathize with an ordinary person.

But that’s why, Layla is the one with the power.

To protect her precious people her, she might do anything.

From beyond the darkness, a voice whispered to Layla that she couldn’t hear.

‘Yes… In order not to lose a precious person, break the limits yourself…’

Was that voice a voice that came from inside her lila and herself?

Or was she someone’s curse heard from inside the rocket?

As if possessed by something of her own her, Lila looked down at the locket, then turned her attention to the cage containing Kamala’s head her, sealed for her renewal her.

“…It’s okay. Cleon and everyone… I’ll protect you.”

As if she was trying hard to hide her uneasiness somewhere in her, Layla looked at her bookshelf as she said that.

She then took out a dusty book and picked it up.

Called the ‘Book of the Dead’, it is a reprinted version of an ancient forbidden book translated into a language recognizable to humans.

It was an item that had been purified as much as possible of the miasma that the original possessed.

Even so, it was filled with forbidden knowledge to the point of gnawing at the sanity of the readers.

It was something that was discontinued a long time ago.

Her grandfather’s library her, this item buried deep in her her, turned the page with curiosity, even though Ryla was curious.

Awed at the sensation of her creeping shadow her clinging to her own body her, she remembered immediately closing her book.

Inside this book, which was written after receiving a revelation from a being beyond the rift in another dimension.

Perhaps, the power to protect Cleon and everyone is dormant.

Lila thinks so, and after she casts a spell on herself that allows her to resist miasma.

After several years, I was turning over the first chapter of that forbidden book.

Looking at her like that, what made her smile.

He was a man hiding in the dark, wearing an animal mask.

And he, leaving Layla alone, gradually disappeared and scattered.

002

“Sss… Ugh…”

Gray was somehow able to open his eyes despite the pain all over his body.

What remains in my memory is about the masked man who took Amelia and disappeared-

“Hey, Cleon!”

When Cleon, whom he finally met again, raises his upper body her, remembering how he looked at him.

The pain quickly spread throughout his body.

“~!#$!$!”

Looking at Gray, who screamed something that could not be put into words, Cleon handed over the potion he had been carrying for emergencies.

Gray doesn’t seem to be completely healed with the recovery magic Freya cast.

“It’s a big deal! Amelia!”

“Yeah, I heard before I fainted. He was taken to the fort.”

When Cleon nodded, Gray slammed his fist into the ground indignantly.

“Damn it…! I almost ran away…! Why did it flash and it hurt so much…! That kind of thing, it’s foul play!”

“J-Calm down… If I shout like that, the princess won’t come back…”

Peruluca, who stopped Gray by the side, had almost completely returned to his original form after being transformed into a vampire.

Somehow, because her power as a dhampir was sealed for a long time, it seemed difficult to maintain the power of her absorbed blood her for a long time.

“Ah. Peruluca was also safe…”

“Somehow, isn’t it a bit different from the size of your worries about that princess…?”

Hearing Peruluca’s words, Gray looked around.

“…Hermes is nowhere to be seen.”

“Are you talking about that mechanical mouse?”

“That’s right! Where are you?”

When Gray nodded at Cleon’s words, Cleon picked up the mechanical body of Hermes he had been keeping and showed it to Gray.

When falling from a high place, did Hermes receive less alleviation of the impact?

One of his legs was completely shattered, and his dismembered head was half out.

“…Heh, Hermes…”

With a tearful expression, Gray looked at his partner’s changed face.

“Lord, is it a dead sword…?”

With her tears welling up, she tries to shake her broken body to somehow wake Hermes.

No answer came back.

“Huh…Her, scalpel…Don’t leave me alone…”

Looking at Gray as she embraced her friend’s body her, her tears dripping down her cheeks her.

Cleonion and Peruluca both felt a bit of a pain somewhere in their hearts, and looked at Gray with a pitying expression on their faces.

[Who is dead? Until your consciousness returned, I was organizing the information.]

“Ah. I wonder if he was still alive.”

Of course, I realized right away that it was Gray’s over.

The voice came from Gray’s pendant.

In the first place, Hermes is an artificial spirit.

The physical body is a temporary vessel, and it could be moved to Gray’s body at any time, or to an object with various magic cores she possessed.

“Please don’t confuse people…”

Cleon spoke to Gray as if to return her regrets her from just a moment ago.

Gray scratched her head, then asked Hermes.

“So, what kind of information were you organizing?”

[This is an analysis of the interior design of the Low Sky Fortress. Earlier, when I entered the goat’s body for a while, I had a chance to look at the inner system of the fortress connected to it, albeit briefly.]

“Really!? It’s a clever sword!”

[Let me tell you, being clever is not much of a compliment.]

Watching Gray continue his chatter with the artificial spirit that possesses self, Cleon opened her mouth.

“Then, does that mean that we can also know the structure inside it?”

[Exactly. Now, to me, the schematics of the inside of the fortress are all complete. If you depart, I will guide you.]

“But, with the sword in the sky like that, wouldn’t it be necessary to kill one more goat?”

At Gray’s words, Peruluca remembered the moment when he ran away from the goat, and his expression her turned pale.

But Hermes was talking.

[I don’t need a goat. Because I found the equipment that can move into the fortress from the ground. It is a place to gather resources from the surrounding mountains.]

“Five…”

Gray heard that and nodded as if he understood.

“…Then, I’ll have to go there first. It’s time for my comrades to return soon.”

When Cleon said that, he could clearly see Freya returning from a distance.

And Cleon turned to Gray and said.

“…Gray.”

“Huh? What?”

“…I won’t ask why you suddenly disappeared. But I’m glad you’re safe.”

“…Is that the sword you were worried about?”

When Gray asked Cleon a question cautiously, Cleon silently nodded his head.

“…Thank you. I, too, am sorry for disappearing without a word. There were circumstances, but…”

And he smiled as he scratched his head.

“This time, I’ll tell you everything properly.”

“…Yes. Please.”

Gray laughed and bumped Cleon’s fist into his outstretched fist.

“Come on, the sword is going to save Amelia!”