"Quite a flirtation!!!"
The chef screams like a snatched goose and raises his torso. I stole his thighs without a word in the sense of warning.
"Pretty much!!!! Keeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee! What! Whaaah!!!!"
I don't need two chicks for interrogation.
Once you kill the one next to you, we'll blow up everything the survivors naturally know. Originally, criminals were vulnerable to fear and suffering.
"Ugh... what, why are you so noisy? After finishing the work of the guests... Ahhhhh!!! What the fuck!!!"
"What is it?"
- Phew.
Immediately after the innkeeper woke up, he grabbed the chef's neck. "Huuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!" This is what happens when you're a chef and you're on drugs and food.
As a democrat, I can't forgive you for messing with my food.
"Mosquito netting."
Let's keep to the food hygiene laws, you son of a bitch.
"Hey, what the hell...!"
"Stay still. If you don't want to die."
"Hueup!"
The innkeeper's face was filled with fear and confusion.
However, this son of a bitch seems to be a talkative son of a bitch when I close my mouth as soon as I put in the knife.
"Uh-huh, host. Stu was really good. I don't even know if three very fucked-up motherfuckers fell apart."
And when I asked him, his eyes widened.
"Heh, heh, heh? Cows, guests? What the hell is that..."
"Don't take it off, man. I know everything about Stu."
"Stu pills? Guest... what the hell are you doing? You killed the chef, even though we must have put a barge on him..."
"Motherfucker."
I didn't mean to talk about it the way it looked. I stabbed a knife through his back of hand as if irritated.
- Puhwa!
"Arghhhh!!!"
"I don't forgive you if you pretend not to know! What the fuck are you doing? Robbers who rob travelers, right? Huh?"
"Ahhhhhhh!!"
"Don't let this son of a bitch get away with it, so keep pretending you don't know!! Asurafahemia!!!"
"Shuck!"
Interrogation is more violence than words. - Fuzzy! When I put Asura's blood on my face, my crushed teeth and splattered blood splattered.
I don't forgive.
If you don't cooperate, I'll just kill you in pain.
I was brutally assaulted until he regained consciousness. All these cruel robbers need is the pain of hell! If Elise were by your side, she would have said so!
"You pretend you don't know where this son of a bitch is! I know everything, you insect!!!!"
Kim Katt, a giant astrologer consultant, never gives a shit about the bad guy!
"Turn it off!! Stop it! Stop it, Zebaaal!!!"
"Why are you on drugs!!!"
"Sorry! Sorry, guest!!!"
After a while, I stopped the assault because I thought the bitterness of the conversation would be twisted.
The impression of the innkeeper, who seemed to be a skilled torture technician at the beginning, was completely bloody and turned into the impression of a demon who could come out of a nightmare.
"Argh...!"
"Okay, now we can do a little interrogation. You son of a bitch, why are you on Stu's meds?"
"Well, that's just... Argh!"
"I left the gun, too, you two bastards that the patterns have already sent up. They've already blown it. Now you're gonna fucking sell it. You're just gonna be a noodle. That tasty stew's noodles. Uh-huh."
"I can't do that!"
"If you don't want to be boiled alive, call the truth. If you cooperate, I'll give you a chance to live."
- Phew!
I once again stamped the innkeeper's forearm with a knife. Then he screamed as if he were seizing.
"Caucasian...! Sin, sorry, guest!!! As you heard, we are the robbers who rob those travelers!"
"So this time we're trying to rob you too?"
"That's right! Sometimes, travelers come in here... and they rob people like that..."
"Hmm, I see. But then the whole town is in one piece, right?"
"That's... so..."
"If the answer is delayed, the punitive stabbing begins!!"
- Phew!
"Grrrrrrrrrgh!!! That's right! The business is done on a village-bytown basis!!! Krog!"
The answer is blocked, which means that there is too much to say and it is hard to vomit everything out of your mouth. Then you have to drill a hole in your body to help you speak.
"Uh-huh, yeah. Hey, why did you do that to us? You should have been careful if it was dangerous, asshole. Do we look decent?"
"Argh...! You, too many guests... and..."
"Women are pretty, too. Isn't it? It looks like it's loaded in Quites without a wagon."
"... that's right."
"Yes, I understand. It could be. So I wanted to ask you something."
This is the point.
They can kill at any time, but finding where they hid their wealth is quite tricky if they don't cooperate.
"What, what is it?"
"I wouldn't have hidden anything like the money I've taken so far. Where's that?"
"..."
A moment of silence.
Are you thinking, or are you pretending not to know? I shouted in his ear as if I were making a fuss.
"Hole Songs!!!!!"
"Argh! Don't stab! I'll tell you everything!"
"Good. You understand the words well. Where is it?"
"That, that. Outside... there's a warehouse, and I put it in there. I mean it."
"Outside? Not the inn?"
When I looked into his eyes and asked him, his eyes trembled severely.
"I, truly, believe me! I want to live too!"
"You're in love, you son of a bitch!"
"Argh!!"
Where did you get this prick?
I feel like a jerk, so I throw away the knife right away and only punch him in the face and trunk. So far, I have not been trained with foam. The dissolution of ruthless beatings struck the fragile body of a middle-aged man.
"Huff! Huff...! Khh! Lord, kill him! Just kill the son of a bitch!!!!"
"Come or die, of course!"
I was so tired of this rebellion that I decided to make a decision. Pull up your whole body's Mana and open the Skyscraper.
Immediately, I grabbed his arm and cast an amba.
"Hey, what's this again! Stop it!"
"Articulators know the truth."
No matter how much I like it, when I get hit by an articulator, I cry like a baby. When he tried to break his arm, the innkeeper shouted for help.
It's too late.
- Woodpeck!
"Turn it off!!"
When I break my arm, a scream bursts out.
It would be convenient to just ask, but I don't know why it makes people so cumbersome all the time.
Obviously, I enjoy bothering others because I'm the seed of a cursed vicious man from birth. You just have to kill all the bastards who don't talk.
"Next time it's the other arm! And both legs are a service! And finally, noodles!"
"Underground! In the basement of the inn! Please! Stop it!!!!"
I must suffer, but the truth bursts out.
I can never figure this out in words.
"Where the fuck is Van?"
"Wrong! Wrong! Sorry! I'm in the basement of the inn, please stop!!!"
"Uh-huh. Yeah, that's how it should have come out. This is what happens because you keep bothering people. Get up, man. Let's go underground."
"Argh...!"
I raised him up. Fortunately, the leg was not touched, so I was able to erect it. When he stood up, he stumbled and wept in haste.
Crocodile's Tears...!
"Argh.. Argh.. Argh..!"
I saw her crying, and it turned out to be a creepy cheek who only knows her. Originally, these vicious criminals never thought of what they had done so far. I'm just complaining about my own injustice.
A terrible slaughter soared, but the treasure I hid first.
Sink your anger.
"Khhhhhhhh...! Argh!"
"Don't cry. Why are you laughing at me for letting this bastard live? Let's get you to the basement. You can stand, right? I'm a conscientious man who doesn't kill as much as he does when I kill everyone else. Knock, knock."
Of course, I don't intend to save you.
"Oh, I see..."
My head spins fast.
Even so, since it's the size of one village, if you rob it all, you'll be able to recover the cost of this trip in full garage.
It felt like a great fortune to meet these robbers. God looks down on the hero.
By doing this kind of good, I also reward you for it.
"Cat, what about the interrogation?"
"He hid the money underground. I'll be back in a minute, so wait here."
"Hehe, yes."
"Oh, but it wasn't a problem, was it?"
"Especially?"
Winia made me a torch because she said she was going underground. I put him up front and headed to the room in the corner of the first floor. There is an entrance to the basement.
"This, this is it. Better."
I got rid of the rug. There was one entrance to the basement.
"Ho. You've made a great basement. Get in there."
"..."
I set him up and slowly headed to the basement.
I tried to be cautious because it was a passageway for my colleagues, but I didn't have any devices and it seemed to be just a basement.
- Taaak.
I came down so completely.
"Hey, here's some cash in the coffin... and the rest of it's for travelers who haven't sold it yet."
"You didn't sell? You're going to another city and selling goods?"
"... yes."
How do you know there will be a murder secret here in another city? Perhaps this town is just as well known as a typical rural village in the fog.
I usually stay normal.
However, as soon as a traveler arrives, the entire village agrees to rob and bury him and pretend that he does not know. Then the rumors will spread, and no one will notice.
Even though I knew I was missing, there was a lot of fog and monsters in the first place.
There is nothing to doubt about the town.
Of course, if you think a traveler's going to be alone, I'll just put a change on him and send him away. However, this time, I misjudged and ended the crime.
"But what do you do with women?"
"..."
"Yeah, it's hard to say. But if you put a knife in your stomach, you don't want to talk."
"Ahhh! Wait! Girls, grab them and..."
"Grab him?"
"So... well, this is a town with only men... as its trinkets..."
As expected, men are killed all over the place and women are enslaved and robbed. If the whole town is a trinket, no one is innocent in this town either.
This is Jersey Dread Gimcott.
"Taking it for granted?"
"When it's right... par, sell it. Or just kill the state, or something."
"These bastards were a bitch."
As expected, these bastards are not worth saving.
If you let them live with clumsy sympathy, it only increases the number of innocent victims. This is an issue that should never be compromised. We must kill them all.
... wait.
But selling?
"And sell? Who's buying?"
"Those who don't know who... sometimes they come to town."
The moment I said that, I felt the same fear in the face of a middle-aged man. Women being sold to people who don't know who they are?
Is he a thief?
Or a simple trafficker?
"Who are you? Hey, you're the only one who can save me because I cooperated here? Rest assured, you're wondering."
"Well, I don't know what they're doing. I've been flipping over hoods all the time, so I haven't seen my face... and I don't think I'm a thief or anything like that... but we didn't care if we got paid. Dispose of the woman, and, uh, the child as a dump."
"Crazy bastards. Just diggers."
- Phew!
"Huff?!"
Now that I've heard everything I want to hear, there's no reason to let her live. He knelt on his knees, immediately feeding the breadcrumbs with a knife, after having vomited the blood of his seizure.
"Sa, let me live...?"
You naive bastard.
I'm the most amazing person in the world you've ever believed in, you idiot.
"Of course it sucks, asshole. How long have you been fooling people like that? This is why I don't know if I'm scared. Get the hell out of here, you bastard."
"Yay dog...!"
"Uh-huh, if you're going to pick it up, pick it up for your mom."
- Argh!
After pulling out his sword and putting a kick in his face, the brilliant innkeeper falls behind. This made me save future victims.
"Fucking scumbags. What the hell do you know about people's lives?"
I plucked out the blood on the knife and put it in the knife.
"Well, you did a good job today..." "
I immediately took possessions from the basement.
Equipment, clothing, and boxes were stacked quite a lot.
There is no such thing as justice.