Chapter 386 – Colors From Outer Space

“Amy Seaveral.”

It seems I have no choice but to leave.

ㅡ I love you.

Cytes had roared once more. 이런 개새끼 같으니라고. He yawned a couple of times as if he was tired, then sat down. He seems to think he’s resting because he doesn’t move at all.

Bring soybean paste, fuck you.

“I can’t help it. Bastard get out.”
“Okay.”

I fully opened the door and went out of the inn.

ㅡ Kikkiik.

Claudy and Winia are standing behind them anyway, so what’s the problem? In case of an emergency, just kill them all as usual.

What they rode was a rather large four-wheeled carriage pulled by two horses. It doesn’t seem to be a problem to burn a few people inside.

It’s just like a wagon that traffickers would use.

“…”
“…”
“…”

The three robers stared at me without saying a word. I can’t see my face because I’m wearing a hood… Are these bastards human traffickers right?

“Oh, brothers! Nice to meet you after a long time!”

I waved my hand while holding a knife and greeted him kindly.

“Oh, but there are no listings today. It’s been a while since I’ve come, but there are no girls to sell.

Let’s pretend to be villagers for now.

They may be simply tourists, but in my judgment these shady bastards tend to work in shady trades.

The robbers said they hadn’t had any customers to work with recently, so if you think about it aside from that, it’s highly likely that these guys are human traffickers or guys who ‘know’ this town.

If so, they must be the ones involved in the crime.

“Why don’t you rest at the inn while you’re here?”

Based on that judgment, I greeted them kindly, but they didn’t even react and just watched me.

There is no particular movement.

He’s not even pulling out his weapon his.

“It’s difficult if you don’t answer.”

Are they guys that confident? Or pups who have lost their coward heads? Shall we take a walk? Oh, I have all my thoughts.

“…Those corpses.”

The voice heard at the moment was not normal, but rather ominous.

I gave strength to the hand holding the knife.

After all, the unknown people you met in an unknown village cannot be normal.

“Did you kill him?”

Come to think of it, the corpses were overflowing because they had killed all the robbers in the village. Rob’s man pointed at it and told me.

“Well… I don’t know. This town is strange. The fog… Is too thick. Maybe the fog has made this town strange.”

I didn’t know what to answer, so I just passed it around, and the robers checked each other’s faces and started whispering something.

“If there is no product… I will return.”

Then, while saying that, wasn’t it about to get back on the carriage?

It was as if he had absolutely no interest in who we were or why the village was called Ikkoraji.

“Wait a minute. Actually, we have a few items left.”
“…?”
“Anyway, this village seems to have been used for human trafficking business. It’s not in very good condition, but there are a few goods left. It’s not particularly useful to me anyway, so I’ll just hand it over if you pay. “

They reacted when I brushed their mouths like that.

“…If there is a product. If you bring it, I will pay for it.”
Hehe, the story makes sense. How much do you plan to pay per person?”
“It will be determined by looking at the product.”
“There are some healthy guys this time, too?”
“I will also check the product and decide.”

These bastards, human traffickers were right.

However, the detached attitude is a little disturbing. The mindset that good is good or good is felt right from the few words of conversation.

Our identity or the situation in the village were not important to them at all.

Whether or not they can be trafficked or not are the evil chews who appear to be obsessed with the facts. Maybe they’re the ones who don’t think about anything other than human trafficking.

Beings born only for human trafficking!

Nothing in this world can have such a mindset except the pagans who worship pain and crime.

These bastards were clearly heretics.

ㅡParts suit.

Mana begins to boil with anger…!

Cloudy and Winia are still waiting at the inn, checking this way. Matching the breath is no different from daily life, so if I start an action, a battle will break out right away.

“Well, wait a minute… By the way, brothers. What is it?”

I opened my mouth while timing the surprise attack.

“…There is no reason to answer. Hurry up and bring the goods.”
“Yes, we buy and sell people anyway, but each other’s identity is not important.”

Only then did the guys begin to move secretly.

Are you preparing for an attack?

They are human traffickers in the first place. It could be a ploy to subdue and sell me in the yard where even the village is ruined. Their robes fluttered feebly.

“But, damn it. It doesn’t matter to pagan bastards like you, long live order!!!!”

ㅡAwkwardly!

The pagans responded to those words. Impulsively, I uttered the name of another god and sprinted with the blade ahead.

“Ah, was it Eisermart’s pitcher!!!”
“You heretic bastard!!! Damned bastards dare to traffick people!!!”

Shocked, they hurriedly rummaged through their arms, pulled out black wands, and pointed them at me. ㅡ Wedges! At that moment, a fireball flew in and hit the head of the robed man behind him.

ㅡ Hurray!!

“Quaaaaagh!!!”

The cultist, engulfed in flames, fell on his face with a scream. It was a really nice covering shot. With Winia, there is nothing to fear!

“Da, Daoc!!”

The guy next to him quickly aimed his wand and tried to fire back, but Winia’s fire bolt was faster. The guy, too, was hit by a fireball and hit his body.

In an instant, two of the three pagans were roasted whole.

After all, there is no business in front of surprise.

As the two were overpowered in an instant, the guy in front of me also tried to run away instead of attacking me.

“Heavenly Demon Reign.”

I immediately spurred the ground and pursued him. I’m not going to let go of the vicious cultist…! I have to pay off as much as I borrowed the name of Eisermart!

“Uhhhhh!!!”

His hood his comes off as he hurriedly runs away.

Then, the back of his head was exposed as white as snow. It is the color of the skin in memory. I remembered the inhumanity of the pagans I encountered in Isvant’s underground canals and slums.

Bizarre tattoos all over her face her, on her pure white skin her. And two dark eyes without even the whites!

The unforgivable evil of the world!!!

“Kim cut drop key eeeeeik!!!”

I just landed a drop kick. ㅡPeruk! The stretched leg hits the heathen’s back. “Heuk!” Screaming, he flew and rolled like an evil magician levitating.

“God of Order bless you!!!!”
“Haaaaagh! What the hell is this…! Why is Eisermart’s runner in a place like this…!”

Landing gracefully, I raised my sword and ran toward the fallen cultist.

His skin His was as white as snow. His face his contorted in pain, he groped the ground as if trying to find a dropped wand.

“Where!”

ㅡ Kwajik!

He was immediately suppressed by stomping on his wrists.

“Aaaaa!!!”
“The sin of serving the cult! And the sin of trying to buy or sell the life of a person! Death will pay the price, heretic bastard!”

First of all, he had no tattoos on his face, but I’ve already seen quite a few cultists like that. And above all, his two eyes were black without even the whites.

It was clear evidence of heresy…!

“Kuhak…! Dare! Dare!”

He howled in pain and bared his teeth at me while shedding black tears. The cultists on the canal used their own language, but he seemed to speak this language quite well.

“Tell me, heathen! What the hell were you doing here!”

I put the tip of my knife into the guy’s neck and yelled at him.

What are you planning to do with the replacement person?

Just thinking about it for a moment seemed like the most terrible and darkest tragedies were going through my brain.

Could it be that Eternal Life is going to be turned into a ghoul like the incident? If not, it may be a ulterior motive to conduct a heinous human experiment.

These bastards… !

Are you still human!

“Kuhhaha… Nothing to tell the ignoramuses who worship demons wearing the masks of gods… Nothing !”
“Did this bitch talk about bullshit and get lost?

I thought he was trying to get out of the situation with bullshit, so I tried to cut off his arm. But at that moment, he roared fiercely and vomited black foam of blood.

“Eisermart’s master, I will curse you!!! KHaaaaa!!!”

ㅡQuaaaaa!!!

“This, you crazy Black Hydra bastard!”

I reflexively threw myself to dodge all those nasty bodily fluids. A sticky, tar-like liquid wets the ground.

Fortunately, nothing touched the body.

ㅡWoe!

“Uh, uh uh!”

But doesn’t it feel like the world is turning black at the moment!

“What is this?”

However, in less than a second, the light was found again.

Have I misunderstood something?

The heathen who turned his head and saw me smiled ominously and said as if he was condemning.

Hehe, do you feel hell… ?”
“What hell? Did you avoid it?”
“…?”

Anyway, it was clear that I would do more shit, so I swung my sword right away.

“Wait a minute!!!”
“Excuse Me!”

ㅡDengggung!

As the blade fell, his white hair flew through the sky.

Oddly enough, the splattered blood was black, not red. After all, the pagans were so evil that their blood was black.

“Fucking heretic bastard.”

I will dedicate his death to the black people who suffered and died in the hot sugar cane fields.

The three heretics met their deaths like that.

“What were they doing?”
“They look like the same bastards as the pagans I saw in the canal.”

Claudy approached and examined the corpse.

I think it’s those pagan bastards who were active around Isvant. It seems like there are all sorts of inscriptions because it’s such a fucking periphery.

Anyway, next time I see Elise, let me know.

“But… What were you bastards really doing?”

Overall, they were guys with poor fighting skills.

No, it just seemed like they didn’t know how to fight. Is it natural to be a priest? Or are they not the ones in charge of combat?

Not all religious people have strong military force like gangsters.

The Light and Star Cross Society, where all members can perform battles, is a special case, and other religions have separate Paladins who are in charge of combat and Priests who are in charge of other tasks.

“Isn’t the bastard hurt?”
“No problem. Aren’t these bastards fucking weak?”

Maybe these guys are also cultists of that kind of non-combat class.

Anyway, we checked all of their corpses. No one had tattoos on their faces. It was assumed that they were probably those of a lower rank among the pagans.

So it must be that they are trafficking people by pulling their wagons themselves.

In other words, it seems to be the last pagan.

It’s just my guess though.

“Kat, the carriage is completely empty. I don’t see anything suspicious.”
“I think I found something.”

After searching the corpses, I was able to find something like a small iron plate with a familiar symbol engraved on them. It was something I had been tired of watching with Elise.

What the hell are these bastards doing?

—-Gruntly.

They also found two purses containing approximately 500 coppers. It’s roughly equivalent to 10 silver in cash.

Could this money be used to buy the people forcibly detained in the village? Besides that, I was able to pack three black wands.

It’s a decent income.

ㅡMist Plains.

It felt like there was a terrible secret hidden here.

It is a very large place, and the fog is so prevalent that it covers the entire area.

There is no better place than here for evil beings to live in hiding.

“Well, it doesn’t matter. Let’s leave soon.”
“What about this wagon?”
“It should be burned. Winia, please.”
“It’s kind of pitiful to just kill a horse.”

Killing people well.

Well, isn’t it rather an era where sympathy is more for animals than for people?

So we left the village.

The village hidden in the fog was buried in the fog and disappeared.