Chapter 392 – 392. The First Great Requisition of the Sage (16)
– One –
Woo woo woo woo!
While riding a basket and heading south, flying rapidly through the night sky,
“Wait! Stop for a moment, Urmama!”
“Yes? What?”
“I asked you to stop right away!”
Slammer calls for an emergency stop.
Urmama accepted his words,
“Yes! Eight!”
Rattle!
Chin!
Stop the basket immediately.
Kwadangdang!
Degururr.
“Chehehe…!”
“100 million…!”
Fraffins and slammers are strewn about in the basket.
Benison scratches the back of their heads and lifts them up.
“It’s dangerous if you suddenly tell me to stop, slammer hyung! If you do something wrong, I’m sorry!”
“Oh no… I know…”
Tok, tok.
Slammer pats his back and jumps up.
Without dwelling on the pain caused by sudden stops and falls,
“Urmama.”
“Yes!”
“Can you go over there, over there?”
Swoop.
Slammer raises his finger and points to one side.
Where he pointed, stakes were lined up in a row.
His fingertips pointing there trembled anxiously.
“Huh? Why is that?”
“Ummm… I have something to check for a while…”
“Yes!”
Shudder.
Urmama departs from her original path and starts moving the basket at Slammer’s request.
The closer you get to it, the more Slammer’s eyes begin to tremble unsteadily.
“Uh, uh…”
Burrrr
Even the body starts to tremble.
On the dozen stakes erected in the middle of the field,
Wheei profit.
Flutter, flutter.
Bodies were scattered in sparsely hanging places.
They flutter in the wind.
On several stakes, blackened corpses dangled precariously, with parts of their joints missing.
In the vicinity of the roots of the piles, rotting corpses gradually lost their shape, forming filthy and ominous heaps one by one.
No.
The rotting corpse itself, not covered with earth or stone, formed a tomb for each one.
And the number of them, both hanging and stacked, was exactly seventeen.
“Seventeen…”
It was moving south at high speed, so it was really a coincidence that Slammer found it.
I couldn’t afford to count them accurately, nor did I fully grasp the identity of the black lumps and dirty pieces of cloth clinging to them.
It was even less likely that he had penetrated the darkness of the night and saw its exact shape.
It was just a vague ominous feeling, intuition, and the possibility of being old, and it was nothing more than a confirmation procedure for self-reassurance.
However, the closer he got to it, the clearer his image formed on his retina.
Hard!
Slammer was that he hadn’t noticed it, and he couldn’t help but be grateful for the good fortune he had won.
Of course, the object of his gratitude was the existence that allowed him good fortune, in other words, the goddess.
Hehe…”
“Slammer hyung…?”
Slammer grinds his teeth and laughs bleakly.
With a smile,
Jerk, jerk, jerk.
Walk towards the stake.
His gait was slow, but he seemed to radiate ferocious fury without hesitation.
“Damn it…”
Swoop.
Zzuk.
As Slammer muttered a curse and grabbed a piece of cloth stuck to his corpse,
Woowook Boo.
As if it had already been thoroughly fermented, it was ripped apart helplessly.
However, there is no decaying bodily fluid that has flowed from the corpse.
Thanks to the dry weather, it seemed to have dried up a long time ago.
“Damn it…”
Purrrr.
Holding that dirty piece of cloth in one hand, Slammer shuddered.
Benison creeps up.
“Brother…?”
“…”
“Anyone you know, Slammer-hyung…?”
“…”
Slammer doesn’t answer his questions.
If they answered, it was because they felt that their deaths might be finalized.
No.
I already had a gut feeling of their death, but I just didn’t want to accept it.
“If…”
“… Yes… It seems like the refugees from the frontier village I’ve been taking care of for a while…”
“Ah…”
Because the flesh has rotted black and the joints and joints have fallen off, it is almost impossible to identify them by their face and body shape.
However, the number of seventeen heads fits perfectly.
The achromatic hem of the clothes, which had not been soaked with rotten bodily fluids, was very similar to the clothes they were wearing.
And this is around the south side of the route that Estrus told them had taken them.
Lastly, there are clear traces of Stras-Ayla’s passing in this area.
Slammer’s speculation had some validity.
“It seems that they were passing by this place, and ran into the second party that Regal called in and suffered a change.”
Slammer calmly states his guesses.
But his eyes were burning with rage.
He was restrained, but his anger did not subside.
“Eh, I heard that Estrus took me to a safe place…”
“It’s only natural that Estrus wouldn’t even notice a mobile fortress approaching from afar. And considering the campaign at the time, it wouldn’t be unreasonable to judge that this area was a safe zone. So Estrus was responsible. Not,”
Hard, hard, hard.
Rumble.
Slammer grinds his teeth so violently that his blood oozes from his gums.
“Aren’t the Regal hounds responsible for capturing, torturing, and killing refugees one by one in the name of obtaining information?”
One letter, one letter, as if chewing and spitting out.
Slammer’s anger was justified.
It was because the traces of torture that were clear enough for anyone to know, even if they weren’t so discerning, were engraved all over the body.
The abdomen was ripped open, the flesh torn apart to the point of being tattered and rotting carelessly, and the teeth strewn all over the floor.
From all of that, it felt as if a desperate cry was emanating from a creature that was once alive, yearning for life.
“Uh, uhm… That, tongue, hyung… The possibility that it’s someone other than those people…”
“It doesn’t seem like much. Who on earth would come to the barren and barren unexplored land that has been embroiled in war since last summer? If the settlement had remained, they might have thought it was someone else unlucky. It’s been a long time since I’ve been hiding it. No matter how much I think about it, there’s no room to think that anyone else has been sacrificed.”
“That, yes,”
“Perhaps they would have told me the information related to me, or the story related to the situation in the unexplored lands, without any hiding. Didn’t a relationship form? I abandoned them and left them in anxiety and danger. There would have been no reason to keep their loyalty to me, so they must have blown everything. I may have worried a little about Estrus, but that’s how I live. It must have been blown all over for the sake of it.”
“…”
“Even if they were separated and cross-checked, it would be easy to see that they were telling the truth. But why? Why did they torture and even kill them all?!”
Slammer himself could not clearly define why he was so angry.
It may be that he became so angry because he empathized a little with those who were planning to use them properly and then throw them away.
Perhaps, it is a righteous rage against needless sacrifices that comes from a really good heart.
Leaving all of this aside, it might just be that he didn’t like Regal’s behavior.
In fact, the act of clarifying the reason is not important.
Aside from the reason, it was more important that his resentment and anger toward Regal were so intense that he wanted to tear him apart.
Hehe…”
Slammer shrugs his shoulders and laughs.
I look around with bleak eyes.
Looking at the ruins that are rotting incomprehensibly, I think of their appearance in their lifetime.
It’s not very clear.
It was such a shallow relationship.
However, only the anger brought about by their deaths is clear.
“Urmama.”
“Yes, yes…”
Urmama hesitantly answers.
Seeing Slammer’s wrath, she seemed to have lost her temper.
Maybe it’s sad looking at those who died meaninglessly.
“Can you bury them?”
“Yes yes.”
“We won’t need a grave in particular, so just let it rot in the ground. That should be enough.”
“Yes…”
Ur Mama nods her head with a heavy face.
Let her unleash this ability of hers,
Shureuk, shrrrr.
Roots grow out of the ground,
Squeak.
Took.
Patter.
Pull out some of the corpses hanging from the stakes.
Cut the line and drop it to the ground.
Woowook Huh.
The scent spreads in all directions.
Because his senses are extremely sensitive compared to normal people, Benison frowns and pinches his nose.
But that was only for a moment.
Kwajik.
Kuruk.
Squeak, squeak.
All that was rotting, entangled in the roots, soon began to disappear into the ground.
Although the technique with which she uses this ability is not as sophisticated as her monohorn, it is sufficient for her to bury her body in the ground using plants.
“…”
Slammer looks at the scene in silence.
Whether he vowed revenge, calmed his anger, or resigned himself to calming down, he couldn’t tell just by watching.
He was just standing there with an extremely hard face, seeing off the last of the refugees.
How long have you been like that?
Swoop.
Slammer turns her head towards Ur Mama.
Then he opens his mouth in a low voice.
“Thank you for listening to me, Urmama.”
“Oh, no…”
“Looks like it’s too late, so let’s go. Shouldn’t we get to our destination before dawn?”
“Yes.”
Shrrrr
Urmama brings a basket to their side.
Without saying a word, everyone climbs onto the basket.
“I’m leaving.”
“Yes.”
Shrrrr.
Wheeik.
Soar above the night sky again.
A cold beam of light pours from Slammer’s eyes.
His eyes were so terrifying that no one dared to speak.
In silence, the basket crossed the night sky.
– 2 –
“Monohon~! The fucking scum has left!”
“Is the enemy coming?”
“Yeah!”
“Where are you coming from?”
“Come right here~! Maybe it’s only Monohorn that got caught in it~!”
Monohorn smiles.
When he was told that the tracking technique seemed to be assigned only to him, he seemed rather relieved.
“Huh… That’s good. But I’m not sure yet. So I guess I’ll have to wait for them to approach the edge of the Estrus’ detection range and then try changing positions. Even then, if they only follow me, , Only then can I conclude that the tracking technique was used.”
“Huh~ that’s right~”
Estrus nods his head in agreement with his opinion.
After thinking for a while,
“By the way, Mono Horn~”
She looks back at Mono Horn with her coy eyes.
“Yes, Estrus.”
“If it’s clear that you’re caught alone~ then are you really going to leave for a while~? Take Ada unnie~ and Maman~?”
Monohorn smiled bitterly.
He immediately shakes his head.
“At first, I thought that would be the case… But I thought it would cause a commotion if I did.”
“So you’re not leaving?”
“Yes. I’m just going to take on the role of luring them away while keeping a reasonable distance from them. I’ll take on the role of driving them into a prepared trap or wasting time, maybe?”
“Huh~ What if it’s like that~”
Estrus smiled and nodded his head.
She approached Monohorn cautiously,
Sararak.
Hug him tight
“You can’t go anywhere without saying anything, leaving us alone.”
“Yes.”
“It’s not like I’m sacrificing recklessly.”
“All right.”
Her voice trembles a little.
She seemed uneasy.
“If the mono soul dies carelessly, the maman will also die, right?”
“That’s right.”
“And Ada is left alone.”
“I guess so.”
“And we too…”
Again.
A single tear flowed from Estrus’ eyes.
It wets Monohorn’s shoulders.
“We might be broken too…”
“…”
“You know. How much Monohorn means to us.”
“Very well… I know.”
Gulp.
She swallows her sobs.
“Tell me if you’re having a hard time. I’ll do my best to help.”
And to feel her firm determination, she spit out her thoughts to Mono Horn.
It was a promise to each other.
“Yes, Estrus.”
After hearing Monohorn’s confirmation,
Squeak.
Estrus escapes from his embrace.
Tears glistened on her long eyelashes.
Her eyes, wet with moisture, were very beautiful, even though they had not stopped crying.
“I have to continue reconnaissance, so I’ll go. I’ll be back soon.”
“Yes. Estrus, don’t overdo it.”
“Yea, I got it.”
Jjoong.
She leaves a kiss on Monohorn’s cheek and disappears.
Monohorn smiles.
But don’t rub your cheeks or make a bitter face.
He just stared silently in the direction she supposedly disappeared.
Shudder.
Woo woo woo.
Ada stands behind Monohorn’s back, and she hugs him as if she were clinging to him.
“Monohon.”
“Yes, Ada.”
“Is that any good now?”
“Well, one thing’s for sure, I don’t feel as strongly offended as then.”
Woo woo woo woo.
Ada hugged him even tighter.
Boobies, boobies.
She rubs her breasts on Mono Horn’s back.
Along with the softness that comes from her overwhelming breasts, Monohorn can feel the strange sensation of her thick areola through her back.
Squeak.
Her hand slips under her.
She starts from his chest, and she gallops towards his crotch.
Swoop.
Tup.
Grab his groin gently.
Flinch, flinch.
Parr.
Mono Horn blushes and trembles.
Somehow, he seemed embarrassed, and he felt as if he was embarrassed.
But she doesn’t beg Ada to stop.
“Monohon.”
“Yes, Ada.”
“Do you know how jealous my mother is when I’m with Monohorn?”
“This…”
Monohorn makes a puzzled expression.
Glancing up,
Swoop.
Tup.
Place her own palms on the backs of her hands.
Ada smiles a winner’s smile, and raises her snot.
Of course, the object to feel the sense of victory would be the goddess.
“Ada.”
“Yes, monohorn.”
“I hope you don’t be too mean to the goddess. It’s pitiful.”
Blink.
Ada quickly closes her eyes and she opens.
She looks at her Mono Horn, full of wonder and disbelief, as if in disbelief, as if she doubts that she has heard something wrong.
Within,
“Hehe. Do you really think so?”
With a bewildered grin, she questions Mono Horn.
Mono Horn nods her head.
She didn’t have the slightest hesitation.
“Because being alone is lonely.”
“Fu-huh. The only thing that pities the only goddess in charge of this world is only one Monohorn in the world. She doesn’t worship her mother, but she feels compassion for her mother… Are you.”
Squeak.
Jumuluck, Jumuluck.
Swoop, Swoop.
Ada’s touch becomes a little more blatant.
Her mono horn holds her and her hands together, but she doesn’t bother to stop it.
“If you feel sorry for the goddess’s situation while looking at her as an individual rather than worshiping her as an idol, can’t you sympathize with her situation and understand her situation? Embracing can be the feeling of affection. If it was simply trusting and relying on adoration, our relationship would never have flowed like that.”
“I guess you could see it that way.”
Prison.
Ada puts her face on his back.
Pounding, pounding.
Through his back, she feels the beating of his heart.
She feels secure
“But I don’t want my man to feel any pity for me. He should stop understanding me. If he ever has any sympathy for me, I think it would be miserable beyond words.”
Woo woo woo.
Mono Horn puts power into her grasp.
He grips Ada’s hand tightly.
“As long as I’m by your side, that won’t happen. I’ll do my best to protect you from putting you in a situation where you feel like you have to feel that way. Trust me, Ada.”
Monohorn says that because she is not around, the goddess lives with her solitude and worries.
In a way, it was an arrogant statement.
But Mono Horn had proven it many times with her actions, and she was no exception, even a goddess, so Ada couldn’t help but believe it.
If what he showed was arrogance, he was well-qualified for it.
“Whoops. Believe me, Monohorn.”
That’s why Ada didn’t raise an objection or scold him.
I just leaned on him with all my might.
