Chapter 335 – The Weak Meat
Trissian, who had been looking at the sleeves, grabbed her collar by the nape of her neck, buried her head, and took a deep breath.
“Sue… Ha…”
I couldn’t understand what Trician was doing all of a sudden, so I looked at her with her eyes wide open.
She lowered her eyes and met Trissian’s, who was sniffing the robe.
“Ah.”
“What are you doing?”
“Hmmmm… No, nothing. Yes, um… The material is good. I just checked the status. Let’s get in quickly.”
Saying that, Trisian snatched the longsword from my hand and quickly turned around.
“Stay close behind me.”
“Uh, yes.”
Her sudden action naturally reduced her tension and put her at ease.
She looked over Trissian’s shoulder at a towering tree in the middle of the clearing.
There is an arch-shaped hole in the thick tree that seems unable to cover it all even if five or six people hold hands and wrap it.
Inside, there are stairs leading up.
I climbed the spiral staircase carefully.
“…”
“…”
Me and Trisian keep her mouth shut and just go up the spiral staircase.
I’m assuming that one is defenseless, but I don’t know if that’s true or not until I encounter it.
What if my predictions were wrong? What if Hana had recovered enough mana to overpower me and Trisian?
Rather, this step may become a march towards death.
That is why the tension that had disappeared once again stirred up in the depths of his heart and revealed itself.
Every step, every step I make is annoying.
“…”
“…”
The stairs ended and a door appeared. Trisian, who was standing in front of me, turned her head slightly to look at me.
As soon as her eyes met hers, she nodded her head wordlessly.
Trissian, who received my signal, also nodded her head as if she was pledging something, and she carefully opened her door and went inside.
She walked after Trissian, who had led the way in.
What came into sight was a straight, straight hallway with several doors in the middle.
Perhaps the first door is where I was held.
“After…”
She sighed and turned her head to ease the tension.
The sky outside the window was colored orange.
“Don’t fall away from me.”
“Huh.”
I quickly caught up with Trisian, who was leading the way with a long sword.
She carefully opened the door to the room I was being held in and checked inside.
Inside is clean. The nasty plants that were extracting semen from me, and the semen that had been spilled on the floor all disappeared neatly.
“He’s not here.”
“Are you going to move while checking everything?”
“That would be nice. Is it burdensome to pay attention to the back of the head?”
Even if I checked, the number of doors I saw in the hallway was not that many.
Probably three including this room.
Standing in the hallway, he poked his head into the room to check it out, then headed to the next room.
“It’s empty here too.”
“The inside is the last one.”
Perhaps one is out there.
I could see the strength in Trisian’s hand holding the sword.
She clutched the rusty longsword with her right hand, and carefully and quietly opened the door with her left.
“You don’t even know the basic etiquette of knocking?”
“Here you are.”
As soon as I opened the door, a calm voice came from inside.
A figure caught my eye, sitting cross-legged on the edge of the bed.
The clothes she is wearing are the same as those of Roin, only the color is different. However, the belt at the waist was loose, so the valley between the smooth stomach and large breasts was clearly visible.
“Oh…”
I was involuntarily amazed at her chest, which was as large as Roin’s.
Perhaps feeling my warm gaze, Hana stood up and wrapped the string hanging on the wall around her abdomen to trim her clothes.
It was hard to think of that leisurely action in front of the enemy.
Hana, fully clothed, glanced at the rusty longsword in Trissian’s hand.
“It’s scary to carry around such hideous things in someone else’s house.”
“There’s no need to act like a guest to a landlord who won’t serve you a cup of tea.”
“Joy… Looks like all the goblins have been killed… Did you come to kill me?”
“Before that, let me ask you a few questions.”
“Hmm, let’s listen.”
Hana responded leisurely to Trisian’s words and sat down on the bed. Trisian looked at one of them and held out her rusty longsword in front of her as if to take a closer look.
“Do you know the owner of this long sword?”
“The owner of that rusty sword? Well. The goblins must have eaten it, right?”
“It is an obvious fact that the goblins did your job. In addition, you took a man as a tribute from the goblins and drew out the spirit in order to recover your magical power.”
“So what?”
One response to Trissian’s question is sullen. Trician’s shoulders trembled slightly, suggesting that he was suppressing his anger.
“… The owner of this sword was also a man. So it must have been you who killed the goblins, not them. Don’t pretend you don’t know.”
“Perhaps, revenge… What is it?”
Hana, who was puzzled by Trissian’s persistent questioning, tilted her head, and Trissian nodded her head.
“Yes, but before taking revenge, I want to know that you are definitely the culprit. That would make my stomach feel better.”
“I’m sorry, but I really don’t know the owner of such a sword.”
“You mean you don’t even remember the people you killed!?”
“…”
Hana frowned at Trissian’s angry look.
“So, do you remember the characteristics of the bread you ate so far?”
“This, this bitch!!”
Trissian, consumed by rage, threw her body at one.
In the blink of an eye, Trisian’s knife cut off one head.
Empty! Degurur…
A single head, cut off by Trisian, fell to the floor and rolled at my feet.
I looked down at it carefully.
Brown… Knur!
“Trician! It’s fake!!”
“What?!”
At my words, Trisian hurriedly moved his body. The seat where Trisian had just been was turned into a mess by sharp wooden skewers protruding from the floor and ceiling.
The robe of the god of death protects against stab wounds, but it does not protect against shock.
Perhaps, if I had been a little late in telling her, Trisian might have been stuck between the skewers and broken her bones, even if her body wasn’t pierced.
One attacked using magic.
Was my expectation wrong? Has one recovered mana?!
No, let’s stay calm.
Right now we have an edge in numbers.
There’s nothing good about showing embarrassment.
“If you’re nice, I won’t treat you harshly. One, show yourself!”
“Ah really…”
I turned around at the voice I heard from behind. At the end of the hallway with the stairs going down, I saw a figure.
“Of course it is an incarnation. She thought that she might not be able to catch the goblins, but…”
“Don’t waste your time on the impossible. However, I have no intention of fighting you.”
“I don’t think it’s your gorilla, is it?”
“Who is the gorilla!”
At one word, Trisian, who was behind me, became furious.
His arm stretched out to restrain Trissian.
There is one thing you need to check.
“Are you a homunculus?”
“…”
Hana shut up at my question. It sounds like you want to hear more about what I’m trying to say.
“I know that the workshop of the alchemist who created you is in the capital. What is the purpose? Why did you want to report the discovery of me, the incarnation, to the alchemist?”
In fact, I don’t know anything for sure.
It’s all just a murmur and an estimate based on the information I heard from the old man.
However, one’s reaction is enough to tell how right my guess is.
“… I don’t know how you found out, but I have no obligation to tell you.”
Is that right, as expected, the ‘person I don’t want to contact’ as Hana said was the alchemist who was the creator.
“You never know. If it’s not a proposal that harms me, I might cooperate.”
“Dude, what is that!”
Trisian, who was behind me, was furious when I answered Hana in the affirmative.
When Trissian was reassured by a slight turn of his head and a wink, he put on a look that held back his desire to say something, keeping his mouth shut.
“One, the answer? Tell me your purpose Why did you try to report to the alchemist that you had found me? Why are you in this remote forest?”
“…”
One is hesitant to answer.
As if calculating something in her head, she hesitated whether to answer me or not, then shook her head.
“Heh, I feel like something is grumpy. I can’t go up.”
“What?”
“It is literally. It means that I will not answer your questions.”
Hana, who answered so, retreated into the darkness under the stairs, hiding her body.
“Hey!! At there!!”
I hurriedly ran to the stairs in pursuit of one figure, but all I could see was the curtain of the night.
Her figure was already nowhere to be found.
