- Hahaha.
He doesn't open his mouth, he vomits a bad breath.
"Quickly, don't get in the way! Even at this moment, your precious blood is escaping at a fast pace! If we go like this, we might actually die! Valuing your life! You're the precious life your mother gave you!"
"Ah...!"
I just shoved a knife at him for a few more stabbings. Those with heavy mouths had to drill holes in their bodies, and that was the only way to tell the story.
It is because the horse that has not escaped because its mouth is too heavy escapes through a perforated hole. It's kind of a blood-sucking operation.
"Well, well, well... well!"
"This son of a bitch is still real! If you keep doing this, it's an interrogation, it's a butterfly, and you can just rip your balls off! You insect!"
"Don't worry, I'll tell you! That's because I needed time to think!"
"Yeah? I'll tell you what."
Kishon, who took a short breath, finally began to talk.
"Hoo, hoo... so. So that day... as usual, I tried to pay the kid, but that day, something smelled of money... so I looked into it and I got five silver. So I took it right away..."
It's the same story I heard.
And I could see his fundamentally twisted demonic personality in that short speech.
You were a real pagan.
This was definitely a bad guy who would force me to kill even if some really good Teletoby friends were coming. No, it's more like they're going to kill themselves, so they might take the knife.
Those teletobies.
Keithon was that mean.
"Why did you take 5 silver? Wasn't the payment one silver like you said?"
"Well, I just took it out... just like that. Literally, that's it. I tried to write it down. I have a reimbursement for the organization, but it's not that big a money... so just..."
"Oh, my God. I took more than the bounty."
"Yes..."
To summarize, Keython took more than the money he had originally received from Lina. The day I defeated a pagan giant and gave Lina five silver.
Keithon was greedy.
Of course, he's willing to pay off the organization, but it's not even five silver. I simply broke the law for personal gain.
This happened purely because of Kishon's greed... because of this bastard's greed...!
You inhuman son of a bitch!
"But..."
"By the way?"
I couldn't help but lay my sword bread impulsively on his thigh. I heard more from him.
"I went to the brothel with the money... and I met the boss at the entrance... and I tried to look around... and I searched my pockets like that... so I couldn't even use it... and it was all taken..."
"What?! Fuck?! Boss?!"
Boss!!!
"My payment was two silver and it was all taken... just like I did."
In other words, it means that I risked my life with Elise and the money just went into the pockets of the head of the organization for no reason.
Keithon heard about it.
"Fuck you, Amy!"
Then there is only one conclusion to be drawn.
You can go to the organization that Keithon is talking about and get back about 100 silver of my money taken from the boss. Combining labour costs, false data, and interest, you get about 100 silver.
You bastard!!!!!!!!!!!!
Take one gold of my money!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
"Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee"
100 Silver is 1 Gold.
It was taken without even knowing the big money.
It was very difficult to stay rational.
It felt like the brain itself was burning constantly in the same horrible rage as if it were collapsing.
This is what it is.
Are you saying this is real!
"Motherfucker! I heard the chief of the stripes took 100 silver pieces of my money!"
"Yes, yes? A hundred silver? All I took was five silver..."
"What the fuck is this son of a bitch!!! You lie to the end?!"
This son of a bitch deliberately tried to reduce the amount of damage to the yard where the truth was revealed.
I wanted to make it noodles by hitting the ground right away, but if I kill him here, I don't know where the organization is.
"Hiiq! I don't know! I don't know! Sorry!! I was wrong! Please don't stab me anymore!"
"No! You must be killed!"
- Gross.
I put in a knife to hit the ball and pulled out my claymore.
"This was something your mother should have done... after all these years, I took her place. So I'm like your stepmother."
"W-what the hell are you talking about...! I don't understand! Don't do this, please! Please save me!"
Because he keeps pretending he doesn't understand me, the need for murder springs like a genetic burst. As angry as the Saudis who saw the rising oil were, I said, repressing the slaughter as much as possible.
"You don't want me to commit murder?"
"Yes! Please! Please don't!"
"Yes, then, Kishon. Where's your boss? If that's all you have to say, you're gonna want to put this knife in... because I don't want to be a murderer."
"..."
- Silence.
"Yeah, I'm not talking. Don't worry. Once your limbs fly, you won't be able to talk automatically. Hahaha..!"
"Hiiq!"
I aim at his thighs and raise the knife.
"I'll tell you!! I'll tell you! I'll tell you everything! Location of the organization!! The boss will be there!!"
Knowing the truth also meant that there was no other way to be as effective as torture and confusion. Immediately, I put a knife in him and grabbed his arm and raised him up.
"Quite!"
He screams, knowing I'm going to kill him. Ignoring him and just grabbing his hand, he noticed a panic.
"Let's get you there. To your organization."
"Before that, for a moment..."
- Peggy.
Blood is spilling.
Seeing his anxious eyelids, he seemed to be worried that he might die of excessive bleeding.
"Hey, hey. Son of a bitch, you're not gonna die of that kind of wound. You think I've killed a man once or twice? There may be anemia, but it's not a death wound."
So I just threw in a good word.
He couldn't survive from the moment he touched my money anyway.
Of course, that kind of bleeding won't come back soon. But I felt like my gut was shaking with the ceiling of a thousand horsepower earlier, so I don't want to die until today.
"Well, is that so? Really...?"
"Uh-huh, really. Rest assured, you Kishon. Just go to the organization and I'll let you go. So let's go as fast as we can. You're gonna get treated if you get out of here, too, right?"
"Oh, I see..."
I tried to say that I was a jerk because I saw the blood that was flowing now and I believed my words. This is all because I don't have a proper home education.
Even if he had the smallest intelligence, he wouldn't have lived with robbery.
It is the abolition of modern society.
"It's Lina."
"Oh, brother..."
I called Lina.
He might as well send it back.
Let's meet again after work.
"Go back, for it is dangerous. I'll give you the money you found next time."
"..."
After a bit of hesitation, Lina, who had made up her mind, told me.
"I'll go with you."
"What?"
"I want to follow. Let me follow you."
"It doesn't dry out. It would be dangerous."
"Usually lives in danger. It's okay."
I thought you might like to follow me.
Lina will want to see Grandma's enemies with her own eyes. Honestly, I don't want to take a kid on the battlefield, but I can't help it because I saw those eyes.
"I don't care what happens. Take care of yourself."
"Yes!"
"Let's go, Kishon! From now on, it's an adventure to find Keythorn's cephalopods!"
"..."
"Answer me!"
"Yes, four!"
That's how I followed the bloody Keethon with Lina. It was a gathering of some nasty flute men.
"Kishon! What I have to say to Lina!"
"Sin, sorry! I'm so sorry!"
"Yes! You have to know how to apologize!"
"Of course! I'm sorry, Lina!"
One day, a crowd of spectators rush in as he speaks to prevent Keython from thinking in vain.
- Is that... is that Keythorne?
- Yanachi Kishon!
- He's bleeding... Is he working on the Keython?
- Today is the day Keython dies!
- Let's all clap!
The slums reacted roughly like that, and suddenly they started to clap excitedly.
- Peep! Peep!
Everyone applauds as they look at the bloody kitthon from here and there in the long slum.
- It was a dreamy and unrealistic sight, like the citizens welcoming an improvement general into the city.
This son of a bitch had a pretty thick face.
"No, Keython. What the hell did you do to live like that when you looked behind your back?"
"All of them... I ripped off a beep, or something..."
"You must have touched some money. Son of a bitch. Don't be greedy. I'd love to just live."
Well, it would have been a good thing if you hadn't been mistreated by angry poor people, even if you let Keethon go right now. I thought I'd walk between those winding slum buildings for about 30 minutes.
"This is... here..."
The place he led was a three-story, yellowish building. This seems to be the building of the organization. I saw someone appear to be in front of me as a guard... first I pulled a knife and told Keython.
"Go in first."
"Yes..."
"That's right, but what's a pattern organization doing with a bounty?"
"Well, I'm not sure about that. The boss will know."
Let's ask the boss.
- Bugs and bumps.
Anyway, I approached the building.
So the guard standing in front of the building looks at us and walks slowly. He was a vicious young man with a knife in his hand.
"Kishon? What about the wound? And what's the bastard behind it?"
"Well, I mean..."
He looks at me with suspicious eyes.
Let's say hello first.
"Hey? I came here because I have something to see this boss. Can I go up?"
"What, what? What happened to the chief?"
As he approaches a footstep, he steps back on his guard. Seeing him frightened, he seemed less attractive than Keython.
"I can see things. That's not what you did. Going up?"
"Uh... no..."
"Why not? I'm a friend of your boss."
Unlike the other bandits of foolish robbers, they did not attack, nor did they march. So we're deciding if we're gonna kill this son of a bitch or we're gonna rip off the Asura bloodstream.
"So... it's a chip-!"
"Whew, that's it."
- Wedge!
He doesn't need to live any longer than he's trying to call his colleagues. Thinking about it, I didn't have to worry about killing this bastard.
"Hugh?!"
After lightly swinging the knife, the guard raised the knife and tried to defend it, but it was too late.
"-?!"
The blade that flew in an instant sliced through his branches.
- Boom.
The head that fell to the ground.
"Intruder."
His head was still wide open, as if to inform him that the intruder was still here.
"Let's go up, Kishon."
"... yes."
Keython opens the door and goes inside first. It wasn't the door that led to the first floor building, and there was a staircase that went straight up to the second floor.
Even in the middle of the day, the stairs felt cool.
"Is the boss here?"
"Hey, there's gonna be a second floor here."
"Yes?"
Step forward and slowly climb the stairs.
I had nothing else to do but suppress the anger and anger that soared from the inside. The manna overflows. The manna that responds to my screams whispers from the body and draws my spirit to the depths.
There's a driver in front of me.
"Be careful with our lina. I don't know if it's real."
"Don't worry, brother."
- Jaw.
I ended up on the second floor.
It should be the door into the office... but there was one such door, and Keython was shaking less.
"Hey, can I go?"
"No, are you talking too far? I don't know who the boss is, so I'm gonna go with you and let you know."
"Huu, huu..."
"Open the door."
- Choking.
Keithon grabs the doorknob and turns it around.