Chapter 49 – Episode 49 Duke Baglani’s Laboratory
Yesterday and today, the target did not change, but the work was the same.
Having somehow killed the drug trafficker the viscount was secretly running behind the scenes, I let out a sigh as I brushed off the blood on my sword.
“Whoa…”
They were larger than expected.
If you add up all the ones you killed and those who ran away, it seemed to be close to one hundred and fifty.
“…Good job. Are you hurt anywhere?”
“Yeah. How many of them ran away?”
“About ten or so people.”
“Huh…? Less than I thought.”
“I’ve dealt with some of them.”
Seeing Marilyn holding out a bloody dagger with a frown and wink, he nodded nonchalantly and put the sword into the scabbard.
“…Excuse me.”
“What.”
“Live, you’re amazing.”
“So.”
Her annoyance at her pointing out, not allowing him to even touch her breasts, raises her eyebrows and shrugs her shoulders as she takes a half step back from her.
“Ah, that’s… Over there. Do you want to touch the chest…?”
“Huh…?”
I stared at her blankly at her yesterday and her different reactions.
Come to think of it, my purple hair is more shiny than yesterday, and I can see that I put a lot of effort into making my makeup look natural. Her outfit was also a tight dress that exposed her breasts and back as if tempting.
“What kind of wind suddenly blew?”
“Seeing how hard you were yesterday, I felt a little sorry for rejecting you.”
“Huh…?”
That Marilyn wasn’t like that was something I could tell from just meeting her briefly.
When I stare at her suspiciously, she draws a bashish, languid smile, scattering her dense decadent beauty.
“…Well, fine. As long as you don’t mind.”
“Ah, but why don’t you move the location? Our intelligence team will be coming here soon to organize it, but I thought it would be difficult if the hero was there.”
“Didn’t the ‘Golden of Dawn’ people know what I was doing?”
“Even Verde, the vice-captain, doesn’t know. It’s the imperial order that came down to me directly, and he emphasized the secret, so he took measures like that.”
“Hmm, yes? Then what?”
We took off our masks and moved secretly away from the site of the massacre, and only then took a breath after we were a certain distance apart.
“Whoa…It’s still early.”
She started her work early in the morning, so as she looked up at the sun in the sky during her morning, Marilyn, who was close to her, pressed her chest tightly.
“Would you like to touch my chest now?”
“…It seems like you’ve been wanting to be touched from a while ago? What’s your plan?”
“It’s a plan? You make people feel sad. It’s just a favor.”
“Huh…”
I looked down at her voluptuous, white breasts and shook her head.
“I won’t touch you.”
“Yes? Why?”
“Oh, don’t get me wrong. I’m not touching him right now. I’m thinking of doing one more thing.”
“…Are you thinking of going to the orphanage run by Duke Baglani right now?”
“No, why am I going there? Even if I go, it won’t eliminate the problem of children being kidnapped there. It’s like a human trafficking organization, so it can be easily replaced.”
“Yes? Then what are you going to do? But are you really not going to touch my breasts?”
“Don’t touch it. It’s hard to get nervous again if it’s released now.”
“Huh…”
“Follow me. Oh, do you have a strong stomach?”
“Yeah? Hmm…How much?”
“Ah, actually, if you were in the Emperor’s intelligence department, you’d have seen everything. Hmm… But after seeing that, the taste of the food will deteriorate, so it’s a bit early, but let’s start with a meal.”
“…Is it so.”
Seeing her look down at her own breasts, as if slightly regretful, her eyes widened open, not knowing what the hell was going on.
Why are you like that? Did you poison her chest?
While she stopped at a suitable restaurant to fill her stomach, she couldn’t stand the quiet meal time without saying a word, and Marilyn, who was watching her, hinted at her.
“Ah, but Mr. Rom.”
“Yes why.”
In response to my dry answer, she slightly hunched her shoulders and continued her words while gently rolling her eyes.
“I-I heard from Verde, that he’s really good at massages?”
“Did he even say that?”
“Aside from that, I did everything else. Listening to it is a spectacle, right?”
“Your mouth is surprisingly light… Yes. That’s right. I have a good understanding of massage.”
“Hehe…Then can you do it for me too?”
“After finishing work.”
“…Is it so?”
For some reason she groaned and hunched her shoulders.
“She heard that Verde seduced her by giving her a massage after she ate…”
“Did you tell me that too? I’m…Ah, I’m sorry, but I’m not in the mood for that right now. I’ll give you a full body massage later, so bear with it for now.”
“Hmm…Yeah, that’s right.”
Her figure pouting as if pouting and sticking out her lips was surprisingly cute.
***
Duke Baglani Bane was crazy about chimeras, but he was a very cautious human being.
To the extent that she put her own laboratory in a very remote place, in her basement with no entrance so that only she could come in and out.
“…So you came here?”
I confidently nodded my head to Maronet, who had an absurd expression on her face.
“Yeah. You’re the only magicians so outstanding that her tail can’t be caught in this ecliptic, right? She’s going to get rid of his laboratory from now on, so I’d like you to teleport me.”
“Are you looking at me as an elf that’s easy to use?”
“Ah, you say you don’t like Duke Baglani’s damn thing? Killing him would be easy, but unfortunately, that’s not possible right now, so you’re saying you’re going to destroy the laboratory at least.”
Duke Baglani is as strong a character as he is.
To the point where I have to risk my life right now.
“Hmm, sure. If we get rid of the laboratory, there won’t be any kidnapping or suffering for children for a while… But, isn’t it a bit lukewarm?”
“Of course, we’re going to do a major overhaul of the orphanage after getting rid of the laboratory. Kill all those who kidnap children. Will this be enough?”
“…Okay. I’ll help. But, can’t I just do it?”
“Oh, I didn’t mean to pamper you for free either. I just remembered a reasonable price, would you like to hear it?”
“Oh, it seems that the last conscience is left. Let’s listen.”
“Then listen.”
After putting her lips to her ear, she whispered softly.
“Maronet you. Are you interested in my cock? I’ll let you do what you want.”
“…!!”
She covered her ears and backed away, instantly turning her face red and glaring at me.
“You you…!”
“Tell me if you don’t like it. I’ll listen to what you want separately.”
“That, ugh, no, ugh…!”
After a long pause as if it was broken, she slowly returned her face and let out a deep sigh.
“Whoa…Okay. Accept it.”
“Thank you.”
“But…! Don’t get me wrong! I’m absolutely not interested in a man like you!”
“Okay, so let me teleport quickly.”
She gave me a nasty look at me as I spoke casually, then pulled out a wooden magic staff from the checkout counter and aimed it at Chuck, me and Marilyn.
“Of course you know the coordinates, right?”
“003,155 to 122,031.”
“Hmph. Okay. Stay still.”
“Okay.”
“But what are you going to do when you return?”
“What do you mean, you’re thinking of walking? With the kids who were locked up there.”
“What?…Tsk! Anyway, a guy like you can’t help it!”
After removing the staff, she took her scroll from her arms.
“It’s a teleport scroll. Immediately after tearing it, it moves together with the people who are connected to it. It can move up to 100 people, so it’s probably enough.”
“Oh, are you giving it away for free? The big barrel.”
“I have no choice but to give it to you! I’m more worried about the kids than you! Now, stay still!”
Pushing the scroll against my chest, she raised her staff with her blushing face.
“Kukuk. I understand.”
Coming out again, aiming at Marilyn, she closed her eyes and slowly began releasing her mana.
“… Huh? Wait. Are these coordinates underground?”
“That’s right. The lab is underground.”
“Tsk! Anyway, what the crazy wizard thinks is… It moves.”
“Yes. See you later. Maronet.”
“…Okay.”
Flash!
Right after the dazzling light enveloped us, we felt a strong sense of floating.
When I came to my senses, we had been moved to an unfamiliar place.
***
The place we arrived was a kind of prison, and inside the rooms sealed with thick iron doors, all kinds of ‘failed works’ were piled up haphazardly.
The reason I remembered the coordinates of this place was because of these ‘failures’.
Even in the game, if you remember the coordinates of this place, it was a bona fide hunting ground where you could kill failures without the knowledge of Duke Baglani and gain a large amount of experience.
“Ah ah ah ah ah…”
“Kill me…”
“It’s tickling, it’s so tickling…”
The painful voices echoing here and there and Marilyn’s impression of the horrors inside the prison are frowned upon.
“Where is this?”
“Oh, come to think of it, didn’t I explain in detail? It’s Duke Baglani’s human experimentation site.”
“…A mad man.”
Her little bit of information only crumpled her furrowed brow like a scrap of tissue paper, and she sighed and drew out her own dagger.
“So, what should I do first?”
“First of all, let’s make these guys comfortable.”
“…How?”
“Huh?”
I turned around and saw her pointing at the thick iron door of the prison.
Even though it was an iron door with a built-in locking device, it is unusual that there is no key hole.
“That’s not a normal door, it’s like a magic lock mixed with a bit of mithril? It won’t open unless you inject a specific mana pattern.”
“Oh, that’s no problem.”
“Yes?”
As I approached the door without thinking about it, she unleashed her blood, and she quietly watched her with her eyes wide open.
Click, click, click… Click!
Her eyes and mouth widen as the door unlocks and the door opens.
“How the hell…? No way, Mr. Rom…?”
“Ah, I can understand your doubts, but just know it’s not like that. I’m new here, and I have no connection whatsoever with Count Baglani.”
She looked suspicious, but she soon nodded her head.
“…Okay. I’ll think so.”
Marilyn’s face was full of suspicion and doubt, but she bit her lip hard as if to suppress it.
“Hmm, that’s good. That’s a very good attitude.”
I sighed and laughed and drew a holy sword instead of a long sword.
Although there is a possibility that my traces will remain, Duke Baglani’s experimental subjects are difficult to kill with an ordinary sword, even if they are failures. To kill cleanly and painlessly, there is nothing like a holy sword.
You should do a thorough post-processing.
Awesome!
“Kreak…”
It didn’t take that long to kill several of the test subjects confined in a room, such as a caterpillar-like test subject with limbs sprouting in a dizzying fashion, and a test subject whose body parts melted and regenerated repeatedly.
“Hmm…”
By the time a room has been cleaned up, a new vitality springs up in the body.
The level has already risen.
After all, they are guys who have a lot of experience.
“Whoa…Then, let’s continue.”
As I slowly but surely dealt with the prison fiasco, Marilyn silently followed me.
***
Marilyn stared at the dying flops with a frown on her face, then glanced sideways at Rom.
“Whoa…”
Even though he was constantly taking lives, there was no hesitation in his actions, and on the contrary, even the beauty of restraint without waste was visible in the swordsmanship that drew a graceful trajectory.
“…”
Marilyn wondered.
The true identity of the hero of this generation, Rom.
But she couldn’t bear to ask.
Her face was expressionless, but it was because the raw, beast-like life force was getting stronger and stronger.
It seemed like he would run away in fear if he wasn’t careful, so even following him was a daunting task for now.
So, Marilyn decided to analyze the information she was given and make a guess.
‘It’s strange that he, who was a commoner until recently, had no objection to murder, and that he had such strength. His friendship with the Elf Maronet is also strange… How did he know that Duke Baglani was conducting human experiments and the location of the experiment site?’
However, the more questions he had, the more his true identity fell into a labyrinth.
‘He even knew the magic pattern of the magically locked prison door. This is something you will never know unless you are deeply involved with this facility.’
Several candidates came to her mind.
A partner of Duke Baglani, a sponsor who sponsors money and materials, a human trafficking criminal who directly supplies test subjects, a wizard with the same thoughts as the duke…Etc, etc, etc.
Most of them were quickly discarded because they didn’t make sense.
He was a commoner until recently, and there was no way he had enough personal connections to partner with the duke, no money and materials to get, and no magic skills like that.
Above all, he was a warrior.
If he was a person capable of such a thing, he would not have been chosen by the goddess.
Since all previous warriors were such people, statistically speaking, the hero of this generation will be the same. Maybe.
“Tsk…”
She was annoyed at the blurry flow of her consciousness, but couldn’t help it.
To her with her cold reason, the existence of ‘her goddess’ was incomprehensible, and her unapproachable existence itself was her word.
At first, Marilyn couldn’t even understand why the goddess would choose a hero from the common people. If a famous samurai figure well-tempered like a sharpened sword was given such power, she would be better able to slay the Demon King…
‘Huh? Wait…A commoner?’
Marilyn, who stopped thinking at the sudden sense of incongruity, the next moment she looked at her rom with her eyes wide open as if she had a great realization.
‘Yes, the previous heroes were not necessarily ‘ordinary’ commoners. There were hunters, mercenaries, and adventurers. There was a commonality of being a commoner, but the contents were not the same. If that’s the case… Wouldn’t the commoners who were the test subjects also be chosen?’
Although aware that her own imagination was taking off like wings, Marilyn couldn’t think of anything other than that possibility.
‘Yes, if the hero of this generation was a test subject in this facility, most of the questions would be cleared. That strength, knowing the details of Duke Baglani’s experiment and the location of the laboratory, knowing the lock pattern… His friendship with the eccentric elf Maronet is a bit questionable, but if Maronette, who likes humans, saved him, then …’
Click click!
Marilyn wrote the story in her mind as if she was running out of pleasure with the pleasure of solving her questions one by one.
“Ah…!”
When some time passed, in Marilyn’s head, the character Rom was a test subject of Count Baglani, was chosen as a hero on the way, escaped, and became a dramatic human being saved by Maronet during a fierce chase.
