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A man in armor.The clothes worn are good substitutes and the jewelry is attached.

"Gyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!"

She cried and tried to escape without feet, far from the luxury businesses Isla had ever seen in her legends.

Crawling desperately to escape.

"Hyi......!"

However, he was targeted by huge armor with only the upper body and pointed his hand out.

It doesn't look strong... it's actually the same strength as ordinary people, so even if you wear armor, if you grab it, you'll be crushed.

He lifted his armor aggressively and ran up the wall of the building holding it like a luggage, putting it far enough away from the armor of the curse.

It takes time for the fallen spell armor to rise.

"... thank you."

"And you?"

"I am the master of the House of Howard, Mellas."

Meras Howart.

He was a man of about twenty years of age speaking the name of a nobleman.

"There shouldn't be any nobles in this country?"

"That's...."

Melas in mourning.

Since the Commercial Country of Lejuras is a country where merchants are at the centre, there are no nobles, even though there are chiefs in charge of villages and regions.

If you are, you are a nobleman who has visited from another country for pleasure.

Moreover, Howart was a name that should not be named.Still, Mellas, who was in trouble, had no choice but to rely on her family name.

"Howard is the name of a nobleman who was in the Gardis Empire."

Melissa? Can you afford to keep an eye on us?

I can't afford to, but I can answer Isla's question.

At the time of the collapse of the Gardis Empire, there were nobles who were able to successfully take out their own assets and recover those held in other countries.

Of course, the Glenvarga Empire knows these nobles.

However, it was difficult to recover assets from the escaped aristocracy, and it was difficult to capture them both in large countries.

It is not that the nobles who escaped were not harmless.They are nobles of the Gardis Empire.Naming a nobleman after the country dies does not show any power because the country itself is dead.

The Howard family also relied on a family home in the Commercial Country of Lejuras to support them.

Mellas is also named after us, but he is named only because his father, who was the principal when the Gardis Empire existed, was missing.Besides, since the house itself has already been destroyed, there is no more point in naming it.

"I understand the general situation.And you recognize him. "

"... I don't know."

I didn't think so much of Isla.

"Well, let me thank you more than that."

It was a glass that cried because of the loss of the tip from both knees until just now, but now the bleeding stopped and the pain disappeared.

Ayla's potion blocked the cut surface with meat, restoring her health.The legs remained lost, but the pain was temporarily relieved.

"You have to pay for something."

"Then tell me what you know about it."

I can't tell you what I don't know.

"Yes."

Isla didn't expect anything from Mellas.

Lift gently again and move toward the edge of the roof.

Well, what do you think when you look at it?

"What do you think...."

Just as the armor of the upper body woke up, the two people on the roof looked down from the top.

The place where the neck is supposed to be is covered in darkness, and it is impossible to see inside.

"Ah...."

Mellas desperately tried to breathe after peeking into such a place.

"Looks like you got it."

The true nature of darkness is an incredible resentment - a curse.

Those who mourn the situation in which those who are attacked by pain are attacked by unreasonable violence, desperately reach out to help, and hate those who do terrible things.

"I'll ask you again - what were you doing?"

"Ah, that sort of thing... everyone's doing it!"

Meras speaks of the outrages of generations of Howard's family.The servants who had just begun to work and the people who had seized them were hurt like toys and exposed to torture.

The wrath of my lord... no, it was entertainment.

Since my father and grandfather had been there as a matter of course since I was a child, I was beaten with a whip and hurt whether I was a gentle servant or not from an early age.For young glasses, it was nothing but a playful feeling.

However, the collapse of the country prevents entertainment.

Generations of Howarts did so because they had the power to dispel the problem.The adult owners understood that their actions would be problematic.I enjoyed understanding it.

But Melas kept on failing to understand that it was a problem, and he took the toy away before he could.

"Well, if you're a slave, you're free to do what your husband does!"

"That's the way it is."

Legends aren't just about things.No, if slaves are treated as merchandise while being human, they can also be called 'things'.

There are many slavers and they are also trafficked to other countries.Some of the slaves were acquired illegally and remain unknown after they were sold.

Mellas decided to use such a slave.

"Even slaves are alive.There's no way you don't hate being treated like this. "

After confronting him and peering into the darkness, Isla somehow understood what they had been subjected to.

He was incapacitated, whipped, stripped of his nails and skin without medicine, and drank poison with severe pain.

Mellas was looking forward to seeing such a thing.

At the end of the day, you don't know if you're alive or dead, and you end up discarded like garbage.

When I became a slave, I gave up living as a normal person.Still, I didn't think it would be discarded like garbage.

What about the armor?

"This was sold to me by someone at the Trademars Chamber of Commerce.With this, I can withstand any attack, and I'm not tired. "

Ira certainly felt the weight of her armor.

However, the person wearing it does not feel the weight and can move freely even in poor glasses.

However, the greatest advantage of armor was in the unknown to Mellas.

Physical damage is the same, but no matter how much resentment is directed, the person wearing it will not take moral damage.Thanks to this, I was able to devote myself to torture without suffering no matter how much I heard.

However, by enduring it, the armor accumulated hate until it was fierce, and the parsley ran over it.

Apparently, the purpose of the curse armor was you.

She woke up with her upper body facing away from them.However, Isla noticed that the consciousness of the cursed armor was directed towards Melas.

"Hmm, what...?"

The armor curse went wild and made it huge enough to cover it.

As a result, he did not realize that the hateful melas were inside him, but only repeatedly destroyed them in order to find them by running away with hatred.

But I finally found someone I hated and stopped them.

"No, do something!"

Can you do something?

"Yes, I'm the owner of the Howard family!If you're a civilian, you deserve to help the nobles. "

Poi!

Isla throws the glass she was holding.

The dark tentacles are stretched and captured from the armor of the curse, which I realized was approaching me from Melas.

"No, stop... rub it..."

"I sympathize with the cursed armor this time."

Unlike when it was huge around the glass, the curse itself eroded the glass.

The glass body grabbed by the tentacles disappears into the darkness when it is torn to pieces.

The treatment is garbage itself.

"I hope you won't shut up with this... can't you?"

After absorbing Melas, the Cursed Armor resumes its destruction activities.

There is no object to hate anymore, but the hateful mind itself does not disappear.It didn't disappear until I was satisfied, and I didn't seem satisfied with trying to destroy the city.

"I was sympathetic and forgiven earlier, but I don't think we can miss any more."

Unleash darkness from beneath your armor and float your body, starting your movement with just your upper body.

The destination is the center of the city.A lot of people were evacuated there and it was a good prey for the cursed armor, which could only be destructed.