Chapter 176 – 175. Various (3)

Puhahahahahaha-!!!

Kim Hae-jin, he felt hollow inside.

He was already laughing out loud on the inside, but he was watching this situation with an expressionless expression.

He was laughing so hard inside now.

Naturally, this current state was an extremely exhilarating sight for him.

I was busy with work at the time, so why did this come to me?

There were bigger problems piled up, so I just dealt with my own problems and passed them on.

You have no idea how much I regretted killing my brother after finding out that he was also a victim of this bastard. Could he have done this so indifferently if it were him?

Did he look like he was dying and in pain like this?

No.

No.

Anyway, this dog will try to make fun of him until he dies. That’s right.

Because he was this son of a bitch and his personality was the same. If you were like that, you would naturally say that.

Of course, if you’re going to die anyway, what’s the big deal? You should swear as much as you can.

However, it is truly pleasant to spend a time full of pain in a state where you are neither dead nor alive.

And Clark takes out an hourglass.

That’s a whopping 24 hours. It is an hourglass that flows all day long.

And you can tell.

My intuition tells me that it is a magic artifact.

It’s Marcus’s work.

And the energy surrounding this space itself is-

It’s a strange invention made by Marcus.

Both the son and the father make a lot of truly bizarre items.

Naturally, Clark’s torture wasn’t over yet.

Scream or not. The sight of his father, who was struggling and resisting, cutting open his stomach and skillfully taking out the pork fat and intestines.

Watching him do this so skillfully, you can see how many murderers and criminals he has cut open and thoroughly dismantled during each execution for a year.

I could do it if I wanted to, but I couldn’t do it without feeling like that.

The reason he can do that is because he is completely indifferent to humans, he wants to see what he is [Interested in], And he is not interested in anything else.

This is because they are closer to humans than any other planetary being, and that is why they stand among humans, the same as humans, and are not interested in and bothered by objects that do not arouse their interests or interest.

So, they are thoroughly tearing them apart as if they were treating laboratory animals like that.

That’s why humans feel an indescribable fear.

The other person is tearing you apart as if you were just breathing, but the person who doesn’t listen and just keeps silent about what they have to say and does what they have to do, is the person who beats you up the scariest.

Champi also parked with indifference! That’s why they fall apart, and it’s the same with humans.

Indifference.

And there is nothing else but thorough tearing.

First of all, you blocked my path and tried to fuck me, so I take it back.

Other than that, Clark continued the torture without showing any anger or emotion, even adding mild anger.

Finally, all the internal organs are taken out.

Clark changes his gloves and takes out another tool as the two pigs no longer have to worry about pooping or peeing.

Naturally, what Clark took out was a potato knife.

“…??”

Are you crazy?

“This tool is a potato knife… Carol, please don’t attack it on your own. Even though I wasn’t fond of it in the first place, I made it with great care.”

-That’s right, the master’s touch touched it? I am a tool touched by the master, but that is not me. Isn’t that just language nonsense? You cheat on me when you have such a great tool.

Is it the wind?

Well, if that’s you, then that’s probably the case.

The tension is so high that no one would think it was something special. My sister, Nia, and even Lucy are like that too.

Nia doesn’t like seeing human blood, and Lucy doesn’t play with me, so when Anna makes her bread, she keeps eating it, and her stomach is pounding.

And yet, when it strikes, it strikes again.

Anyway, potato knife…

I think my adoptive father saw this and called it a potato knife.

In fact, I also peeled potatoes with this.

It came off easily.

Of course, its true purpose is to peel off the skin.

I can’t believe I was so scared just by regaining pain in one finger.

Oh my.

“Why are you shaking so much already, old man? We haven’t even started yet.”

“…I’m telling you, every time I torture you, you seem to become a completely different person.”

“When handling laboratory rats, we must handle them carefully. What should we do to ensure that they remain in pain, and if they are kept alive for a long time, will the pain remain greater? We must record them closely, remember them, and control them minutely.”

“That’s an occupational disease too, dude.”

“It’s noisy, just eat popcorn.”

Since the purpose of this torture is to show complete destruction, I plan to use all the torture methods I know.

Pick up a potato knife and start cutting off the peripheral part.

There is no feeling in the shaved part. However, there is a magic cast on this potato knife(?).

This slowly wears off the anesthesia I’ve put on.

“First of all, to talk about the process, if I scrape off the skin with this potato knife, the nerves in the area where I scraped off will come back.”

“Are you sure you’re going to carve up that whole pig with that?”

“So I upgraded to something with better performance.”

Take out the plane. I made something my adoptive father once told me about.

Plane pork…Sal? Anyway, I prepared a huge machine to cut various things into thin slices.

Naturally, fish are caught in large quantities and processed into thin slices.

Actually, there is only one reason why I made this.

“You, dude-“

It’s funny, my adoptive father liked that. His tastes were more sophisticated than I thought, and he didn’t show any complaints even when he ate fish and other things here and there. Naturally, he sometimes took those things from the orphanage and ate them with him.

As for why they don’t give me something luxurious…

-If you want to eat, eat with the money you earn by working with your own hands. The first thing is not to be hungry. Next is the second means for you to ascend.

He said he didn’t give me anything luxurious.

Well, if one of the children I sponsor gets promoted to a military base somewhere, I take them with me and feed them high-quality food.

-If you want to eat something like this, work harder with your hands. With money that you have proudly earned for yourself.

Well.

How many honest people are there in this world?

Is there anyone who doesn’t get a single dust even when they shake it off?

My adoptive father was like that and so am I.

Well, let’s stop talking about this.

Lift Kim Tae-yang, who is fixed by magic, and secure it to the machine.

And he seems to have figured out what it is.

“Aaaaah!!!”

“Ah, of course you know what this is. It’s all about collecting all the miscellaneous meat and slicing it thinly. You know that, right? Your son said he ate it often in the past. How much do you think it will cost?”

It may be obvious, but he was a man from the same world as my adoptive father. Of course, you know what this is and what it is used for.

Fix it in a vise.

It moves left and right through the blade, which has been sharpened, hardened, and strengthened significantly. Then, the vise begins to move left and right, grinding the entire back onto a steel plate that has been modified for human use.

Left-

“Ooohhh!!!”

Right-

“Aaaaa-!!”

Every time I move left or right, I hear a scream. Of all the ways to stomp a pig, I like this one the best. That’s right, isn’t it?

The obvious way to kill a pig is to make it into meat, right?

Well, I’m tired of hearing this screaming over and over again.

“If you have any last words, just say them. I’ll give you time.”

“…Will I be there?”

“Isn’t it scary to face it?”

“…”

My adoptive father was listening intently to what I said. To be honest, I was prepared to hit him, but it’s strange that he didn’t hit me. And my adoptive father must have noticed that, chuckled, and placed his hand on my head.

And-

For the first time, it wasn’t a harsh grip – it was literally a light caress.

…

Why do I feel my father’s hand?

Obviously, it was like this before, but why is it so different from then and now?

Purr-

?

And the beast inside is also reacting to this for some reason. And that’s just for a moment.

As always, this guy is falling asleep again.

So as not to disturb my active time.

“Maybe so. To be honest, I was scared.”

“Scared?”

“I am a man who sent my life into the abyss, but funny enough, I felt fear more than anger.”

His voice trembled slightly. That’s probably his truth.

“What I believed in, everything I believed in was shattered and collapsed, and I looked away, thinking no, no, my fiancée was rolling around with this old man, my heart was clear, and I already saw evidence everywhere… Later, I was sent to prison. “When I confronted him, he said that he was deliberately pretending not to know and was openly showing that he had stolen my woman.”

Bloody tears flow from his eyes.

I’m seeing tears for the first time from someone I always thought would be strong.

Blood, not tears, flows from the eyes of a normal person. At first glance, it seemed like a frightening and unrequited sight, but the resentment that had been stored in her heart for over thousands of years was so great that it was ignored. He continued to spit out his lament over and over again.

“Like I told you, I always wanted this man to be my proud father. And I believed he was a father I could respect, and he would never do something like that, an honorable soldier… There was no way he would do something like that, and “I love you, I’m waiting for you, I want you to work hard there too, and I wanted to believe the woman who whispered to me while making a lot of crunching noises under her heavy breathing. I just wanted to believe that this shitty reality couldn’t be real.”

“…”

“It’s just that I didn’t want to admit it. So as soon as I saw him, I put a bullet in his head, but later I found out that it wasn’t just me, but my older brother, too, so I thought he was my nephew, but I found out they were half-brothers.”

Warble. And in the midst of the terrifying sight of bloody tears streaming down and soaking his clothes, I am showing this person the greatest hell that can be seen.

I saw Kim Tae-yang almost screaming as he watched his flesh being cut into pieces of meat.

It is truly awe-inspiring to hear the crime from the victim’s mouth.

And yet he reacts so excessively to his own pain.

I’m getting emotional about this too.

“…And I wanted to save those younger brothers. I wanted to get them out of this fucking country, my father, and my country that abandoned me. But… I couldn’t save them. I was going to save this stupid bastard. “Those kids threw themselves instead.”

“…”

Continue to listen. Of course, he had to face the things he had to face, but he listens to his adoptive father, who is blaming himself for running away. It was the first time he had seen his appearance, and he looked very weak, but even so, he didn’t think it was ugly or unsophisticated or anything like that.

He just lived his life with strength.

Because he couldn’t fall, he tried to survive by holding on and holding on.

I don’t know what was in between.

What Mortus showed me was only a fragment, and I only know part of it. However, if he doesn’t want to talk about it, it’s not a bad idea to keep it a secret forever.

“How about now, do you want to kill me and just get rid of it?”

“…I want you to suffer thoroughly. Forever.”

Ummmm.

I see.

Well, that’s good.

In that case, you have to get permission from the bank owner first.

Soul Bank President, it is essential to get permission from Mortus for this.

“Mortus, is it possible to make a deal?”

-Transaction? Okay, say it once.

And I call out to Mortus, and I feel Mortus’ gaze from here. And when he saw the torture I was performing, he exclaimed in praise, saying, “Wow.”

-You’re a real expert at Georges. Human planer pork belly. Are you a idiot?

What a fool.

How much trial and error did you go through to make that?

It’s just too much.

Mortus, who slyly sticks his head out, holds up the protruding flesh, Kim Tae-yang’s sliced ​​pork belly, still covered in blood, and Mortus is disgusted by that.

That’s right. Who eats this except for people-eating bastards?

“Would you like a piece?”

-It’s okay. I can taste it, but I don’t want to eat that thing. Say fuck human sacrifice. So, what are you trading? You’re going to make a deal with that pig’s soul, right?

I could do things here without Mortus knowing, but that doesn’t suit my aesthetic. Of course, when you want a soul, [Trade] Is the default. And the transaction must be fair.

“One soul, and one person. We are trying to prevent it from returning to the River of Souls.”

-Okay, I’ll do that for you. If the price is enough. Want to guess what I want? Because it’s between us.

Well, what is our relationship?

While I was nodding at that, Elizabeth angrily joined in.

“Wait a minute! Lord Mortus, you’re not trying to rip off Clark with this!?”

-I like quick-witted people like you. That’s right. I wish you would hang out with me. For one day. There are a lot of fun things in the human world, but I want you to take me around with you.

“Is that going to be enough?”

-Don’t let that be the end of it. Don’t you know how valuable my time with you is and how beneficial it is to me? Even now, I can see the Demon Sultan shaking as he looks at me.

…Do…Lol…

-Stop, that’s it. What is this crazy old woman trying to spout?

…

Damn it, really.

Even if I stay still now, can I hear the Demon Sultan’s thoughts?

It’s her anyway, and as a condition of the deal, you get to spend time with her for a day.

I look at my sister. My sister was nodding her head.

To be honest, I wanted to somehow relieve my adoptive father of the bitterness in his heart. That’s it.

Other than that, there is nothing.

Looking at Kim Tae-yang, who was still being punished for his pork belly, I agreed to a deal with Mortus.

“The deal is done.”

“Good. Then, from now on, once this is over, I will thoroughly enjoy you for 24 hours, starting from that time.”

And as soon as those words were said, the appearance of Mortus materialized.

It seems I was really looking forward to it.

And he was looking forward to it so much that a blush was visible even on his pale skin. Her favor, her feelings. And various blessings and powers granted to me.

There are many more things on her mind.

“You dude.”

“I took out this hourglass. In fact, I am recording this process right now. I recorded the space itself… And then put it back. My father made it, so I understood the principle, and now this space itself. We will separate them.”

“…What are you going to do?”

“To separate space and continuously spin the hourglass within that space, creating a hell where you can feel the hamsters riding the treadmill, Sisyphus rolling the rock, and Tantalus’ thirst and hunger forever.”

Just-!

And once again, the body returns to its original state.

“…Uh?”

This time, the tongue is still intact.

Of course, then what?

Quad deuk-!!

Wow!!

Break the mouth and pull out the tongue.

“I hate people who talk too much.”

“Hey, you didn’t say anything yet.”

“Whose father is this? Does he talk a lot or not?”

“개새끼야, 여기서 패드립을 치냐?”

“One talkative young man is enough.”

Pull out the tongue

And what did you do this time –

“…!!! Ahhhhh-!!!”

There is no such thing as anesthesia.

Naturally, stimulants continue to be administered –

This time it is a real-time course.

Blood splatters, but Carol sucks it all up and absorbs it.

“I told you not to eat it, so I said it, I said it.”

-But, the master’s bodily fluids…

“That crazy bitch is really king.”

“?”

No, why do you use that word? The stepfather who tilts his head while saying this is a bonus.

Carlos-

He is now watching this process with great admiration…

Naturally, after cleaning up the intestines of a pig, I left behind Kim Tae-yang, who was foaming at the mouth and unable to pass out even if he wanted to, and stood in front of Carlos.

“…We’ve waited a long time, our pig. Now it’s your turn.”

“…!!!!!”

“But you don’t need him?”

“There’s no need for it. You’re a pig with nothing in it anyway. After everything is taken care of, I’ll just return your soul back to energy.”

“Is it Mudaguchi? We need to catch him too.”

Anyway, even if I wanted to deal with it further, I couldn’t destroy it.

Neither Nyarlathotep nor I could do anything about each other, so there was no fight there.

To put a third-rate villain like this on the eternally rolling wheels of hell.

It is absurd.

“Clarke, I want to see this pig suffer.”

“So you have an extra day with me?”

“…Tsk. Why the deal in the first place?”

Mortus’ eyes change in an instant. And although there was no malice in the first place, the murderous weapon, which was simply a warning without any malice, was fired at Elizabeth.

He shoots that too with a grin.

“You can’t say that in front of the Minister of Death.”

Although she was saying this with a smile, Elizabeth was so shocked that it sent shivers down her spine and she backed away. Her older sister pulled Elizabeth behind her and said with a grin.

“A deal is a precious thing. A contract, a promise – even Nyarlathotep keeps his promises, saying they are promises. Do you think a minister in an important position, especially one who handles souls, the source of life, would just give up souls without such a deal?”

“…If that’s the case, you should be careful.”

“Yes, be careful in the future. And, don’t forget that even though the little girl next to you looks like she’s just riding on top of your man and teasing her waist, she’s actually the one who respects, praises, and follows the best person here. Understood?”

“That is my business, Mortus, not yours to interfere.”

“It must be awkward.”

His sister draws a line, and Mortus laughs and raises his hands and shakes his head. Let’s see. Thinly sliced ​​pork belly, electric torture… Even water drop, rat torture…

“There are so many things I want to do. Come tomorrow at 9 a.M. I will run through this until 12 noon today.”

“…Wow, you are really cruel. Are you very angry?”

“What kind of emotions do you use on a test subject? Anyway, what can cause a human to die in the most painful way… Suffer? That is a big challenge for a wizard.”

“Why?”

“That’s because the killing power of magic increases.”

The reason is very simple.

The conundrum of which wounds cause the most pain.

And how much faster can you kill someone?

Why do you do this with people?

That’s because the thing that kills the most with magic is people.

“…Human madness can’t even be matched by Nyarlathotep.”

As Mortus said.

Humans boldly prey on other humans for the sake of achievement. And even more so for one’s own greed.

And ironically, in Magia, the most powerful wizard in the world was driven to death by humans.

Because he is that kind of person.

…

Huh, what happened?

Kuiiiiig-!!!

This time, a person is placed inside a brass model of a pig. When a sound is heard, it is placed in a place where a pig’s cry can be heard, and solar flame is added to heat it to make it hot.

Okay.

Pigs should cry like pigs. Yes?

Mortus, she is currently watching this process. The torture continues silently without any emotional changes.

A dry movement that is nothing more than talking to oneself and refusing any interaction. I can feel the souls shaking in fear due to the indifference.

She can tell.

The emotional state and mood of souls before death.

For reference, the emotional state of Kim Hae-jin next to him was more stable than before.

Should I say that it feels like someone poured grass into a sand castle that seemed ready to collapse at any moment to make it strong?

Well, that’s good.

It’s not your interest anyway.

“…Why don’t we just split it up, Clark?”

And now, Mortus asks Clark, who is executing the punishment expressionlessly, but Clark was working very seriously in the first place.

That’s right, I asked why I split it.

“Huh? Why am I splitting it up? The experiment has to be serious, Mortus.”

“This is an experiment?”

“The study of what people find most painful, performance art. And I am that performance artist.”

“…Hmm.”

If it were that crazy bitch somewhere, I would outright tell him to fuck off. Hmm.

What happened?

The process of recording the process of this moment, and while recording it, separating and confining it to a space and an entirely different space. I can feel the human soul crying out in despair that it must fall into this eternal hell. Please kill me. My soul cries out to me, asking me to please free me from this pain.

Of course it’s bullshit.

Even if Clark doesn’t kill them anyway, they are souls that the Demon Sultan has arbitrarily taken away, and these will be specially managed.

Naturally, being called by the Demon Sultan and becoming her chess piece is either an outstanding hero or-

Otherwise, it is a crystal of malice that will pollute the world in an unimaginable way.

And there’s no way I’m throwing something like this into that torrent of soul energy again.

If you see dirt, take it out.

Naturally, he will receive intensive care from Mortus until all of his malice is removed. It is the sound of a soul letting out pain and screaming.

When I think about it, I think I call it work and I don’t enjoy it.

“I found another similar one. Hehe.”

“?”

Clark tilts his head, but only for a moment.

And as if it was the last time I’ve seen it, they just proceed with performance art(?) Once again.