Eros Paradise 115

Chapter 115 – 115. The Other World Summoner’s Second Counterattack (8)

– One –

“Huh. Where are you going in such a hurry~?”

“The bastard got hit outside, so he’s going to pretend pity for the owner of Zug, well.”

“Is that so~?”

“What bastards think of, wouldn’t they all be the same anyway?”

“Huh~ Admit it~♬”

In front of him, Estrus smiled with a dagger drawn.

To his right was Benison, holding a longsword in his right hand and holding a puppy in his left, looking at him.

“Will the author be the sole survivor, my love?”

“Yes. No matter how you look at it, no one seems to be able to escape from there.”

To his left stood Jose Margarita.

They were stepping on a transparent platform in the air.

The couple were not even wary of Windsor.

Because Windsor’s body was in disrepair, he was not in a situation where he could hardly fight.

They were just looking at where the basin to the northwest had been, from which Windsor had come out.

“I never imagined that such a thing would be possible. I think my brother is really great.”

“Yes. Who would have imagined that a few torches could make such a huge fire? It’s like a real dragon ascending to heaven wrapped in flames.”

After hearing Margarita’s impressions, Monohorn decided to name the technique Fire Dragon Ascension.

Monohorn was controlling his back with Urmama.

He was looking down at him from a wooden basket with Urmama and the Octopodas, Ada and Viscount Uwebol.

“Geeeee…”

Windsor let out a grotesque sigh with his overripe vocal cords.

He closed his eyes tightly in the darkness that came over him.

I couldn’t see any way to escape.

“I think he’ll die soon if he’s injured like that. Sister Ada, please heal him just enough so he won’t die.”

“Yes, I see, Monohorn.”

Woo woo woo.

“Paha! Haa, haa…”

Windsor was on his way to becoming a body that suffocated while standing on land because his lungs were half cooked while he was getting out of the fire dragon’s stomach.

Thanks to Ada’s recovery, he was able to exhale at his own pace.

However, the melted and stuck fingers and the half-dried skin were all intact.

“Okay then, let’s have a meeting time.”

He didn’t die right away, but Windsor couldn’t consider it fortunate.

It was because there was still a long way to go to a place where communication was possible, and he was isolated with no subordinates to abandon and flee as a scapegoat.

He was completely cornered.

“Giyi…”

“What? Sister Ada. Didn’t she have her vocal cords restored?”

“I’m sure he’s recovered all of his vocal cords.”

“But this bastard is trying to exercise his right to remain silent right now, right?”

“Uh, shall we restore it again?”

“No, it’s okay. You have to know that if you get caught in a grouse, your palms will fly away.”

The moment Mono Horn tried to inflict pain on him by unleashing his ability,

Tup.

Urmama wrapped her arms around him.

She looked at Mono Horn with her pitiful gaze and shook her head.

“Damn?”

“Hero…”

“What’s the matter?”

Urmama silently shook her head.

It seemed to Mono Horn that she was at a loss because she didn’t know how to express what she was thinking.

“Uh, um… Don’t you want me to choke that bastard?”

“Yes, yes…”

“Um. But I-“

Tup.
Stuffy.

This time the Octopodas and even Ada grabbed his shoulders and arms.

They too were looking at Monohorn with worried eyes.

“Uh, older brothers and sisters, why are you all like this?”

“Monohon. Leave this to the adults.”

Demosi said sternly with a stern expression.

Octopoda and Ada nodded as well.

Their expressions were equally hardened.

“Uh… I’m already an adult in terms of my age…?”

“Just because you’re getting older doesn’t make you an adult, Monohorn. Let’s talk about the details later.”

“I’m really fine…”

“Monohon. Please listen to us this time.”

When Ada spoke in a desperate voice, Mono Horn could only nod his head.

Octopoda winks at Jose.

Jose nods, and puts a curtain of breeze around the wooden basket where Monohorn and his men are.

Hey hey hey hey!

The Monohon couple, the Octopoda couple, Ada, and even Viscount Uweboll.

They were all shut up in the tent.

Around Windsor now, only the Cuelvos and the Honeywets remained.

“To expect us to interrogate gently, or not?”

Estrus turns the dagger out of his grasp.

Benison swallows and sets the puppy down on the floor.

“Puppy, go now. You shouldn’t be here.”

“Keeing, kiing…”

While eating a piece of beef jerky, the dog refuses to leave, as if he has become attached to Benison.

Benison put on a puzzled expression before tying the puppy to the trunk of a tree some distance away.

“King! King King!”

The puppy thought Benison was about to abandon him and barked at him.

However, when he confirmed that Benison was sitting not far away, he was relieved and lay down on the floor.

The dog’s gaze was fixed only on the back of Benison’s head.

“You know~? If you lie~ we’ll all know~? If you’re curious, you can try it~”

“…”

“Even if you keep your mouth shut, you blow your fingers off~?”

“…”

“Hihi~♬”

Estrus sensed Windsor’s heart beating rapidly.

Even if he didn’t answer, he realized he had communicated well enough.

“Uncle Jose~ Ask him anything~ I’ll tell you whether me and Margarita sister are lying~”

“All right.”

As Jose approaches, Windsor bites his teeth.

As he carefully puts his hand into his bosom,

Shashak!

Estrus suddenly disappeared.

Papa pat!
Widely!
Slither.

She appeared right in front of him, and she robbed him of everything in his arms.

Windsor found out who stole the bio-signal tracking magic tool from Cardu.

“What are you going to do with this~?”

Fast.

Windsor gnashed his teeth in resentment.

He was robbed of everything right in front of his eyes, but he felt so helpless that he couldn’t bear it.

If I could, I’d just stick his knife through my throat and die.

However, whether it was because the ring melted in the mad heat or because he missed it while rolling, there was no weapon on his body.

Even the metal parts they had were robbed by Estrus.

Now, all he had left was a useless body.

“This is a folding knife~ This is a signal flare~ Margarita sister~ What is this~?”

“It’s a portable telecommunication magic tool. It’s hard to see because it’s disposable and it’s so expensive, but since I’m carrying it, I think it’s definitely the leader level among the operatives of the Regal.”

Margarita kept it a secret from her that she could read fragments of her subject’s past.

The fact that she did not have to tell everything to the subject of interrogation was because she had learned many times while watching Mono Horn’s interrogation.

“Huh~ Yes~? Mr. Jose~! Let’s really start now~!”

“Yes, Estrus.”

Growl.

Jose pulls out Mace, his favorite soldier.

With one hand, he lightly held a huge mace that others would have to wield with both hands.

José, he had a strong sense of intimidation that would make anyone blow everything he knew.

“Name.”

“It’s Windsor.”

“Hmm. You know how to answer. What is your position within the fake rebels?”

“I was in charge of the commander-in-chief.”

Jose nodded his head.

Windsor did not deny that he was a fake rebel.

If there was a recording magic tool, he wanted to record this remark.

Neither Margarita nor Estrus had yet informed him that he was giving false testimony.

“To whom and what were you trying to convey with the communication magic tool?”

“I was trying to inform the master of the operation failure.”

“Is that all?”

“… The fact that the test subjects and the saint interfered, too,”

Fuck!

“Quaaaaagh!”

Jose struck the mace, crushing Windsor’s right hand.

The hands, which had been clinging to each other like mittens, were now completely minced meat below the wrists.

“Is it true that the test body refers to us?”

“That, yes,”

Quick!

“Cuck!”

Before Jose could hear his answer, he kicked him in the mouth.

His face was terribly distorted.

“You’d better choose your words carefully. Always keep in mind that you’re not in a position to be considered.”

“I get it…”

Watching Jose interrogate, Estrus smiles.

She fusses, turning her head to Margarita.

“Oh my gosh, Margarita unnie~ Unnie, your husband is really powerful~♬”

“Hello, it’s kind of like that. But Estrus unnie. Maybe…”

“Hihi~♬ It was a little heart-thumping~ but your pussy didn’t get wet~?”

“Yes…”

Sparks fly from Benison’s eyes.

He steps forward

“You, you! Do you know what this is?”

What he held out in front of Windsor was the magical tool that Cardu used to track the vital signs sent from Tullamore’s body.

“It’s a biological signal tracking tool.”

“Can someone else track the location of this magic tool?”

“… Possible.”

Benison quickly turns to Estrus.

Estrus shakes her head.

Margarita also shakes her head.

Pooh!

Benison kicks Windsor in the crotch with his toe.

“Keuheuk! Turn it off, turn it off…!”

Windsor makes a gasping sound.

“Liar!”

Benison points at him and shouts.

Windsor was writhing in pain, and his breath was about to pass.

In fact, he was no different from a seriously injured person who had only completed first aid.

José sighs lightly as he watches Benison interrogate him.

Woo woo woo.

A hole large enough for one person to pass through appears in the tent that separated Viscount Uwevol from the party.

Ada hangs her head.

“Jose, do you need my help?”

“Please restore him to the point where he won’t die.”

“Yes, got it.”

Woo woo woo.

After a burst of light, she enters the veil again.

Hey hey hey!

The curtain is completely filled.

The party would be chatting at least inside the tent.

I hoped so.

“If you lie, it will hurt more!”

As Benison shouts, Windsor gritting his teeth and nodding his head.

The moment Jose was about to step forward again,

“My honey~♡”

“Yes, snow!”

Estrus calls Benison.

Benison turns his head with a triumphant expression.

“Because we are so trustworthy~ I want my sister to be in my arms~♡ Come and give me a hug~?”

“Yes, snow!”

Hodadadak!
Tight.

Benison runs up to her and hugs her.

Estrus winks as she makes eye contact with José.

The retard-like Benison didn’t even know that Estrus had called her so as not to interfere with Jose’s interrogation.

José smiled wryly and nodded her head softly to thank Estrus.

He hardened his expression and turned back to Windsor.

“Windsor.”

“Something.”

“You know that I have no intention of saving you anyway, right?”

“…”

“However, the presence or absence of pain depends on your cooperation. If you answer the question obediently, I will let you go before you even feel the pain.”

José glanced at Mace and calmly declared.

Windsor gulps down his saliva and looks into Jose’s eyes for a long time.

Finally he nods.

“Ask a question.”

To Jose’s satisfaction, he was able to elicit information from Windsor.

– 2 –

“Brother, you worked hard.”

“No. If so, I wonder if he suffered as much as his brother.”

“Ah, what? It was a desperate attempt to live together, what.”

With Windsor’s headless corpse behind, they were sharing history with each other.

Even though his corpse was left in a terrible state, it was uncomfortable that no one in the party pointed it out,

Shush, squeak.
Sarah, Sarah.

Urmama buried his body with a tree trunk.

Kwak Kwa Kwak.
Kwak Kwah Kwak Kwak.

She even turned it over to the ground, burying his body, bloodstains, bones, and brains.

The place where Windsor’s corpse had been, had now turned into a flat plain with some dampness.

“Ah! I’m sorry, mamang. I should have done it, but I wasn’t considerate.”

“It’s okay, warrior. I have to help with something like this!”

Tight.
Tok, tok.

Her Mono Horn hugs her and pats her.

It was because, having a sincere conversation in her tent, I realized how much pain she had suffered.

“Thank you always, mamang. I love you.”

Her mono horn pats her, and her eyes lightly form tears.

But she laughed, not cried.

For now, she didn’t want to shed tears in front of Mono Horn.

“Our maknaes~ It’s nice to see them~♬”

Estrus was also in Benison’s arms.

“Ada unnie~ You worked hard too~♬ Will you come here~?”

“Yes!”

Prison.

As always, the three of them always got along well.

Viscount Uwebol looked around and saw the Cuelbos and the Octopodas hugging each other.

Viscount Uweboll turned his gaze to the northwest.

Far away, in the basin, the Fire Dragon was still rising.

For a while, the rich men in the empire would argue fiercely over the length of the dragon’s body.

“Amazing…”

No, I was actually a little lonely.

It was among them that Viscount Uwebol first seriously contemplated marriage.

“Lord Lampage.”

“Ah, Lord Octopoda.”

Octopoda took hold of Demosi’s hand and approached the alienated man and spoke to him.

Viscount Uwebol was very grateful to the Octopoda couple for taking even the slightest interest in him.

“I think you have already realized how dangerous it is to go all the way to the islands alone.”

“Yes. I don’t have the confidence to go all the way to Jedo Island alone alive.”

“So, why don’t you go with Jose?”

“If it’s Jose… Are you talking about that big guy over there?”

“Yes. He should be able to get Lord Lampage safely to the Islands.”

Viscount Uwevol swallowed and thought for a moment.

I knew that overbearing José was polite and courteous, but whether I could trust him enough to travel alone was another matter.

“Huh~? Mister Jose~ I don’t think Mr. Yeongju doesn’t want to go to the island with Mr. Jose~?”

Estrus noticed Viscount Uwebol’s hesitation like a ghost and told Jose in a loud voice.

Jose turns his head to look at Viscount Uwe Boll.

He lets go of Margarita and goes to him.

Thump, thump, thump, thump.

Viscount Uwebol could not tell whether the ringing in his ears was the sound of his heart beating or the sound of Jose’s footsteps.

Gulp.

Jose still held the bloody mace.

It couldn’t have been, but Viscount Uwebol was afraid that Jose might hit him on the head with it.

Did Jose notice that?

He put his mace back on his back.

“Viscount Uweboll.”

“Yes yes.”

“I was the vice-captain of the Marunarae Mercenary Corps.”

Viscount Uwevol’s face brightened.

“Ah…! Is that true?”

“Yes. Although he left the mercenary corps after meeting his wife,”

Sereung.

Jose pulls out his shield and flips his inside face.

The mark unique to the Marunarae Mercenary Corps was engraved on the inside of his shield.

Viscount Uwevol’s eyes widen.

Cringe

Jose bites his thumb, slightly bleeding.

He puts his own blood-soaked thumb on the mark.

Aaaaa

The mark unique to the Marunarae Mercenary Corps on the inside of the shield emits a rainbow of light.

This proves that the mark is unmistakably genuine.

“It’s true that I was there. I’m currently out of the mercenary corps, but I’ve lived as a mercenary for half my life, and I’ve never broken trust. And I’m listed in the mercenary guild as one of the few super-class mercenaries in the empire.”

“My God. I couldn’t recognize a really precious person, even in front of my eyes.”

To the extent that his past could be a means of proving his identity, Jose was from a prestigious mercenary group.

With that, Viscount Uweboll could be completely at ease.

“Are you planning on walking to the capital?”

“No. I’m going to fly through the air like I did when I moved with my wife.”

“I feel like I’m going to have a really, really valuable experience.”

“I hope you don’t have a fear of heights.”

“…I will try to adapt as much as possible for now.”

Viscount Uwebol agreed to accompany Jose.

When the future plans were finished, everyone’s eyes turned to Jose.

“Brother. What did that guy named Windsor say earlier? Please tell me the result of the interrogation.”

Confirming that everyone was waiting for his words, Jose nodded his head.

“Excluding the overlapping information, there is only one. It is true that Regal is training fake rebels not only here, but also in remote and unexplored areas.”

“Huh… Then, did we wipe out all the fake rebels that were being raised here this time?”

Jose nodded affirmatively at Octopoda’s question.

“About 300 people were left behind to defend their stronghold, but virtually all of the leadership and Regal operatives were cremated in that basin. It’s unlikely that they could do anything, but just in case, they were swept away on their way back. I recommend it. Margarita knows the location, so I hope you all work hard.”

“Okay. Anything else?”

Jose shakes his head at Demosi’s question.

“There was nothing but information that overlapped with what I learned from interrogating Tullamore earlier. Confirming that her remarks were true is income if it is income.”

“I see. You’ve worked hard, Jose.”

“It was nothing.”

They look at each other

Sensing that it was time to part with Jose, everyone was silent.

“Um, honey.”

“Yes, my love.”

“Please be careful. There’s no way that’s the case, but if the imperial faction tries to coerce or capture them,”

“If anyone gets in my way back to my love, no matter who it is, I’ll kill them all so they won’t block my way back to my love again. Don’t worry, my love.”

Viscount Uwebol flinched at José’s words.

It was because I was considering holding him in the form of long-term employment.

Margarita sticks out her tongue as she gazes at Viscount Uwe Boll, then kisses her intensely with José.

Estrus stands before Viscount Uwevol.

“Uncle~”

“That, that… Yes…”

Viscount Uwe Boll couldn’t be comfortable with his words because they were of a lower status than he was, and because there were residents of his estate.

A lifesaver, too, but he was too afraid of them.

“Let’s not see each other face-to-face from now on~?”

“Yes…”

“And, you must keep the promise you made while forming an alliance~?

Viscount Uwe Boll hastily nodded his head.

As long as his fears persist, he will seldom break his promise first.

“And please keep as quiet as possible about us, Lord Lampage.”

“All right.”

By the time Demosi’s request was over, Jose and Margarita’s goodbyes were over.

Tears welled up in Margarita’s eyes.

But nobody pointed it out.

“Come on, let’s go.”

“Yes, Jose.”

Whoa oh oh oh oh!

Viscount Uwebol and Jose were floating in the air.

Looking at them, the group waved their hands.

Jose also looked down and waved his hand.

By the time Jose’s figure disappears over the horizon,

“Aaaaang!”

Finally, Margarita burst into tears.

For a while, only Margarita’s cries were heard in the clearing.