Chapter 112 – 112. The Other World Summoner’s Second Counterattack (5)
※ Hate Note: Gore
· This is an episode with a rather brutal portrayal in Scene #2.
· Elderly people, pregnant women, or readers who are not good at cruel scenes, please be careful when watching Scene #2.
· There is a summary of #2 in the author’s review, so those who skipped the scene can scroll down to the bottom to see the contents of scene #2 🙂
– One –
“A Regal Bastard!”
“Regal ass local restaurant~!”
“Regal… You fucking asshole!”
“Regal Cock, Gay Only Biotic Dildo!”
As soon as Viscount Uwe Boll returns to the clearing where he was raped, he opens his mouth at the sight unfolding before him.
Benison, Estrus, and Monohorn surrounded the imprisoned rebels, and were uttering vulgar curses at Regal.
Viscount Uwe Boll, unable to comprehend the current situation, looked around him.
He looks at them with the same tired face as he does, and looks around to see if there are people who feel the same way.
Coincidentally, as if the Octopodas were feeling the same way as he was, he was making a similar expression.
Viscount Uwebol approaches the Octopodas and talks to them.
“Gee, what’s the situation now, Lord Octopoda.”
“… In the words of Monohorn, it is time for ideological verification…”
“Sah, you mean ideological verification?”
“Yes.”
“How on earth can swearing at Regal be an ideology test?”
Margarita approaches them who are bewildered.
“Are you a little embarrassed?”
“Yes, yes.”
Viscount Uwe Boll nodded his head obediently.
Margarita smiles.
“Once upon a time, Monohorn and Ur Mama worked as mercenaries. There was a mid-level mercenary woman that they had been friends with for several months, but it turned out that she was a Regal operative.”
“Didn’t they find out in the middle that she was her operative?”
“Yes. During our time together, we didn’t feel uncomfortable at all. Later, after the operative who sneaked in on them joined the other operatives, Monohorn secretly overheard their conversation. At that time, Monohorn heard, the mission It seems that the operatives who accompany them are put in with brainwashing to naturally hide their identities.”
“You mean brainwashing?”
“Yes. The woman was adamant that she was a real mid-level mercenary archer, and that she was a woman with a windowpane personality. So, while Mono Horn and Ur Mama were with her, she believed that she was her operative. He didn’t even notice the fact.”
“Oh my god…”
It was only then that Viscount Uwevol could understand the circumstances of why they were so sure that the saintess had ordered the rebels to annihilate the nobles.
And that’s not all.
It was clear that the fact that they firmly believed in the ideology of the rebels, that is, the exquisite mixture of radical republicanism and the dogma of the church, was all due to Regal brainwashing.
To be honest, he couldn’t believe that, without even realizing it, in such a short time, such a radical and radical idea had grown into a proper system.
He, too, thought deep down that it made no sense at all.
“If they are captured and taken prisoner by the imperial army, tangible evidence that the saintess and you were training rebels will be exposed.”
“That’s right. So we have to dig all the way behind.”
Viscount Uwe Boll nodded in agreement with her.
Then, thinking that it was strange, she asked Margarita again.
“By the way, what on earth does that have to do with the reason why you are hurling unspeakable curses at Regal in front of them?”
“Take a good look at them.”
Viscount Uwebol inspects the captives.
There were five rebels captured by Monohorn, Tullamore, and six rebels with her.
Of the thirty men who ambushed Viscount Uwebol, only twelve survived as prisoners.
Of course, the possibility that all of them were Regal operatives was small.
However, the fact that he personally subdued a Regal operative, most likely a special combat agent among them, made Viscount Uwebol feel proud that no one else knew.
“Who the hell is Regal?”
“Well, I don’t know…”
“From what I’ve heard, the name of the only duke in the Empire is Regal.”
“… Are those our comrades? Seeing them swearing at the head of the nobles, they seem to be our comrades…”
“Then why the hell did you attack us?! It makes no sense!”
Eight of them were whispering as they watched the three insulting Regal, unable to hide their bewilderment.
On the other hand,
Poududeuk!
Deuk Deuk!
“Kuh, kuhh…!”
“Dare…!”
The four, including Tullamore, were grinding their teeth without hiding their quarters.
“Got it, you bastard!”
Monohorn carried eight but four of them away.
Everyone, including Viscount Uwebol, looked at Monohorn with proud expressions.
As always, Monohorn was embarrassed and Urmama proud.
“It’s true~ It’s so amazing~! Monohorn, how do you know all of this~?”
“Ah, it’s not that great, Sister Estrus. It’s obvious if you don’t see it. I’m afraid that brainwashed bastards like that will become engrossed in their roles and rebel against Regal, so shouldn’t we arm Regal with infinite loyalty?”
“Hmm… If I were Regal, I’d never brainwash you so clumsily, and I’d work really hard to achieve perfection.”
Estrus praised it, but Octopoda was a little suspicious.
It had to be.
“Ah, brother Octopoda, you don’t know the side effects of Regal’s brainwashing, right?”
“Did you say side effects…?”
“Yes. Regal’s brainwashing is not perfect.”
“Isn’t it perfect in some way? It seems to me that even the history they lived through was brainwashed so well that they looked like rebels.”
“Those bastards, if they pass over a certain period of time while being brainwashed, they seem to have serious psychological side effects. With that kind of side effect, I wonder if they will become idiots or get eaten by the brainwashed personality.”
Octopoda and Demosi are shocked.
No, not just those two.
Except for the Cuelvo couple and Urmama, who had already heard of it, everyone in the party and even the rebels who were presumed to be operatives of the Regal were wide open.
Of course, their surprise was somewhat different.
While the party was horrified by the truth of what Monohorn said, the rebels were horrified by the fact that Monohorn knew such a secret.
“Is that really, Monohorn?”
“Yes, Demosh sister. When I was working as a mercenary, there was an operative who infiltrated my party. She said at the last minute that her head was flickering due to the side effects of brainwashing, and that was her limit. I heard that clearly. There must be a way to get out and regain your original personality.”
“Oh my god…”
Democy is at a loss for words.
“Really, was Regal doing such an inhuman thing?”
“Yes, Sister Ada. The bastards here are proof of that. Just look at the faces of those bastards. They don’t know how they hit the mark like that, don’t they?”
The party’s gaze turns toward the rebels who are presumed to be Regal’s operatives.
Most of them hurriedly tried to hide their expressions, but most of the party caught their bewildered expression.
“Perhaps those eight people over there are ignorant ordinary people? They gather these kids, properly disguise them as rebels, and plant operatives in between to make the entire rebels do what they want. Aside from these bastards, there must be a large rebel force somewhere. They’ll be training them. They’ll all be brainwashing them as hard as they do.”
“Ah… Mother… Please do not forgive him…”
Ada stumbles as if she has seen the worst way to fool a human being.
One person’s life is completely denied by others, and another person’s life is overwritten.
It also happens not voluntarily, but by force.
“It’s safe to say that this is mental rape.”
“Sister Estrus is right. I wonder if he did it voluntarily like these operatives here. Seeing ordinary people who don’t know anything like this is ruining it, it really makes me vomit.”
No one in the party could deny Monohorn’s words.
However, the non-member rebels, no, operatives, could deny his words.
“Everything is for His cause! Why is it disgusting to endure sacrifice for that glorious goal! It is a noble sacrifice!”
“Fuck you! Did you ask them, huh? Did you ask them if they wanted to be sacrificed for the sake of Regal? Huh?”
“You don’t even have to ask! Sacrifice for Him, anything is justified!”
Monohorn shook his head.
It must have been after he killed Beluga, a special combat agent under Regal, who had been chasing him after dismembering himself as the leader of the pirates.
From then on, Monohorn desperately realized that changing and persuading them was futile.
So he gave up talking to these imperialists and totalitarians.
“I have no intention of saving you or letting you go, so get rid of the fuss that won’t work, you bastard.”
Monohorn looks back at Margarita and Estrus.
“When we interrogate everyone together later, the sisters, together, identify whether those bastards are playing Gura or not.”
“Okay.”
“Leave it to me~♬”
Monohorn nodded.
He turns to look at Jose and Benison.
“Brothers, if those bastards get caught playing, can you cut them one by one?”
“Okay.”
“It’s not that hard!”
Monohorn turned his head again.
“Sister Ada.”
“Yes, yes…”
“Those bastards, when you think you’re going to die, please restore them to the point where they won’t die.”
“Just enough not to die…”
“Yes. It’s enough to never die. You don’t even need to fully recover. You shouldn’t.”
“That… I get it…”
“I’ll trust you.”
Monohorn looked at Octopoda and Demosi.
Monohorn took them and slipped slightly to the side.
As Monohorn whispered something to them, their complexions turned pale.
“Do I really have to do that…?!”
“Hush! Listen to those bastards.”
“Yeah, but…”
Monohorn whispered again.
The expressions of Margarita and Viscount Uwevol were also rotting.
Benison and Estrus smiled as if they thought it was a very interesting idea.
Looking at Benison like that, Margarita was able to realize that he had already been stained with Estrus.
Pale-faced, the Octopodas return with Monohorn.
“Hero! What can I do?”
Urmama also wanted to play a role.
This time, she only sent power to Monohorn from afar, but she didn’t do much.
She also wanted to do something.
“Maman, along with Sister Margarita and Sister Estrus, watch them with a hawk’s eye to see if they are playing the ball, and if they seem to be lying, will you tell me right away?”
“Yes!”
Urmama also came and stood beside Margarita and Estrus.
She was tightening the corners of her eyes, perhaps to shape the eyes of a hawk.
Monohorn smiled.
“Okay then~ Showtime!”
– 2 –
“How to unbrainwash?”
“Mo, I don’t know!”
“Monohon~ He hit the ball!”
“Hee-ik…!”
Mono Horn manifests this ability of hers.
Whoops!
Tup, Tup.
The tree trunk wraps around the forearms and thighs of the rebels, no, the operatives.
He was already missing his elbow and below the knee.
As Monohorn requested, Ada did little to stop the bleeding after his limbs were severed.
“I, please…”
The operative was trembling as he was lifted up into the air.
He was feeling the fear of death.
In fact, two operatives have already died.
The only ones alive were himself and Tullamore.
“Let’s get punished. Huh, Octopoda brother?”
“Yes yes…”
Octopoda’s expression is not very good.
He looked with envy at the breeze curtain erected on one side of the clearing.
There, Urmama, Margarita, Demosh, and Viscount Uwevol were passed out.
They couldn’t bear to watch Monohorn’s interrogation.
The expressions of Jose and Benison were also not good.
Ada,
“Five grains, oh uh uh uh! Uwe ea ea ek!”
Behind the curtain, he was constantly vomiting.
She desperately held on to her sanity strings, realizing that if she passed out, at most the captives she had captured might die.
The two operatives who died earlier were the victims of her vomiting, which caused her to momentarily miss the timing to use her healing spell.
“Brother… I pay homage to my sister’s imagination…”
“Really, really amazing, Monohorn… I won’t mess with you again…”
Jose and Benison’s expressions and complexions were not very good.
No, to be precise, they couldn’t be pale, their faces were black and dead.
Needless to say, their expressions were distorted as if they were about to vomit.
“Ah, what? It’s hard to make a living and people’s hearts are hardened. Isn’t that what I ended up like?”
“Hehe~ But~ Where did you learn this~? I really want to open your head once~♬”
“No, sister! If you open your head, you will die!”
“That’s what they say~ But they’re really great~? They look really scary~!”
It was as Estrus said.
Monohorn’s method of interrogation terrified not only Regal operatives, but also others brainwashed into rebels.
Even the party members fainted from fear or vomiting.
Those who were conscious were only those who had seen relatively rough things often, or those who reluctantly held on to their spirits.
Even the proud Tullamore was trembling with fear, and it was easy to see how cruel the torture he devised looked in their eyes.
“Now, now. Stop the small talk. Let’s end it quickly. We’ll punish you soon, then ask again. Don’t we?”
“Haa… I see, Monohorn.”
Shrrrr
“Hee, hee hee!”
Octopoda tentacles grow.
Tup.
A tentacle wraps around the genitals of a naked male agent.
“Sa, save me!”
“Don’t kill me, bastard!”
Squeak, squeak.
Another tentacle sits in front of his penis.
And the tip shrinks to a thickness about the size of a chopstick.
“Oops…”
Octopoda swallowed the thick vomit,
Fu-wook!
“Quaaaaagh!”
I pushed the thinly contracted tentacle into the agent’s urethra.
Golleong, Gulleong, Gulleong, Gulleong.
“Quaaaaagh! It hurts! It hurts!”
Octopoda’s tentacles swelled little by little, digging deeper and deeper into the agent’s urinary canal.
“Heh, heh…”
“Scared…”
Jose and Benison turn away from the sight.
Tullamore closes his eyes and turns his head.
She was tied tightly to the mono horn’s tree trunk, and there was no hand to cover her ears.
She could only shake her body pitifully.
“Kiaaaaa!”
The operative lets out a tearing scream.
Seeing his eyes roll over, it seemed that he was at his limit.
“Brother Jose.”
“Mmm. I see.”
Woo woo woo.
Part of the shroud in the breeze died away, and Ada stepped out of the shroud.
Without the strength to walk, she was carried near them by Jose’s supernatural ability.
“Haha…”
Ada glanced at the Mono Horn with her resentful eyes,
Woo woo woo.
Reciting healing spells.
The blood that flowed through the gap between the urethra and the tentacles stopped.
Others couldn’t bear to look at it.
“You’ve worked hard, Sister Ada.”
“…I hope it ends soon…”
“Yes, I’ll do my best. Go in and rest for a while.”
Hey hey hey hey!
Her Jose put her back into her tent.
She won’t notice what’s going on outside of her for a while.
“Okay, let’s do it again. How to clear the brainwashing?”
“That, that’s…”
“Brother Octopoda?”
“Hee, hee! My, please…! Kheuk! Rather kill! Kill!”
The operative hanging in the air struggles and shouts.
Monohorn was looking at him with grim eyes.
“Hey. Who doesn’t kill? You said from the beginning that you had no intention of saving him.”
“Then just kill!”
“Do you send them away painlessly or torture them as painfully as possible? That’s the difference. The choice is yours. I kindly gave you a choice, but you took the hard way. Why would you fuck with me?”
“Yes, you are the devil! You are the devil! Those tentacle devils and those who cut off human limbs are all devils!”
Wow.
Monohorn spits on the floor.
“Oh, is that so? Then who are you?”
“To set the Empire right before Him,”
“Fuck! You guys are the same! Kill innocent people, brainwash them, harass them, imprison them, assault them, experiment on them, and then throw them away when they die! Are you good and we are evil? Are we struggling to survive? If being evil, then yes, I am the devil!
Monohorn shouted into the air and suddenly giggled.
Goosebumps appear on everyone who watches him.
“Come on, damn it. You want to die? Yes, I’ll kill you as painfully as I can!”
Shrrrr!
Squeaky!
Monohorn grows a tree trunk.
A tree trunk approaches his anus.
Stutter, stutter.
“Hee, hee!”
As the tree trunk groped the operative’s butt, he instinctively seemed to feel threatened.
Hehe. The bastards I personally hate the most always kill with an anus like this?”
“Oh, my God~! The monohorn is so horrible~?”
“Sister Estrus, and everyone. I warn you, if you don’t think you can hold on, turn your head in advance.”
When Monohorn warned them, everyone turned their heads in unison.
Slither.
Tup.
Crunchy.
“You bitch, where are you looking?”
As Tullamore turned her head away from the gruesome death of her comrade, Mono Horn forced her to turn her head away.
Then she fixes her gaze in the direction where she can get the best view of her colleague’s execution.
Squeak, squeak.
By subtly manipulating the tree trunk, I forcibly open her tightly closed eyelids.
There was no way for her to turn away from Monohorn’s atrocities.
Squeak.
Blah blah
“Cheer, cooer!”
And the thorough monohorn opens her mouth as wide as possible, lest she harm herself by biting her tongue.
Biting her tongue won’t kill her, but even if she did, Monohorn was kind enough to take care of her, fearing that her shock or anemia would prevent her from seeing her comrades die.
“Look closely. This will be your turn soon. If you don’t answer my questions right away, and talk nonsense or bullshit, I’ll kill you a hundred times worse than this.”
Monohorn growled grimly into Tullamore’s ear.
Tears well in Tullamore’s eyes.
“Ah, brother Octopoda. You can look elsewhere except for the tentacles. I’ll do the rest.”
“Ah, I see. Phew…”
Octopoda, who had no confidence to watch Monohorn’s execution, sighed in relief and quickly retrieved his tentacles and ran away.
Slither, slither.
Shrrrr
Tup, stub.
Whoop, whoop, whoop, whoop, whoop.
The pointed tree trunks created by the Monohorn are lodged in the agent’s urethra, anus, nostrils, ears, eye sockets, and mouth all at once.
“Huh! Heh! Kuk! Kuk!”
It wasn’t deeply pierced, but both eyeballs and eardrums of the operative were ruptured.
He was struggling to breathe as his nose and mouth were completely blocked.
Of course, the pain of the forced dilation of the urethra and anus was the biggest reason he struggled.
Shrrrr
Branches penetrate his intestines along his anus.
The shape of his large intestine and small intestine, which had swollen in his stomach, seemed to be reflected from his body.
To that extent, his intestines were terribly distended, reminiscent of a frog or puffer fish.
Jijik, tuddeudeuk!
Chii profit!
Crunchy!
I hear something popping, something tearing, something breaking.
The companions turned their heads and closed their eyes.
The men were covering their ears with the palms of their hands, and Estrus, the only woman among them, swallowed her saliva with her head turned.
She, too, was squirming at her elongated neck, swallowing her rising nausea.
“Hey, you. You, orangutan bitch.”
“Ugh! Ohhhhh!”
“Look carefully. If you don’t answer straight away, I’ll keep casting healing spells so that you don’t die in that state. You know what happens if you expand the inside and then clumsily restore it, huh? You’re saying that you’ll have to live with it for the rest of your life. You don’t know how happy it is to poop when you want, huh?”
“Keuhup! Kheueueueup!”
“If you get caught playing a ball, you don’t pee, you just have to spill it as it comes out. Hehe.
“Turn it off! Turn it off!”
“Aren’t you going to kill me anyway?”
“Turn it off!”
“I won’t kill you, idiot. I’ll keep you alive until the end, and I’ll go after you. I’ll make you resent and regret the fact that you followed Regal while living as an idiot while confining yourself so you can’t even commit suicide. Did you understand?!”
Crunchy!
Deuk Deuk!
Aww!
Whoops!
Unable to withstand the volume of the branches expanding inside, the operative hanging in the air exploded.
Patter.
Chow.
Scattered debris flutters around and settles down.
“Turn it off…”
Covered in blood, flesh, and bone fragments, Tullamore’s eyes roll.
She passes out
Mono Horn blinks her eyes.
“Huh? He passed out.”
Monohorn smiled as if it was absurd.
His comrades who remained around were somehow afraid of him, and he lost the confidence to make eye contact.
