Who has a lot of questions
I interrogated a pagan while using my torture skills to the extreme. This was very simple. Now I can break a man's bones into powder with my index finger and my thumb.
Just grab his finger and tighten it, and the weak muscles will squeeze and the bones inside will become harpoons. Subtraction or nippers or something is a tool I don't need at all anymore. Because my bare hands are transcendentally stronger than that.
"Yes... it is you who have the tombstone. It was the whole point of summoning the Great Demon."
"Kieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee..."
I was able to determine their approximate identity and purpose.
These half-brained pagans were the ones who served Richie himself. This time, what these bastards did was place the tombstone that Richie received on this side to make the boundary lighter and induce the Great Demon to descend.
These various underwater operations have been done for a long time.
Of course, I asked him about something else, but he didn't know everything, so I decided to skip a few.
"Hmm."
But this is nothing more than a reaffirmation of what we have already speculated about once. I just confirmed what I was already predicting. I didn't find anything new.
I couldn't figure out what the constraints were on Richie.
Where the gate leads. So the location of these bastards is the same. He couldn't answer. When I think about it, the pagans in the fog plains felt the same way.
The pagan didn't win torture and blew what he knew, but he didn't say anything about some key words.
Maybe they've been treated and processed. It is clear that the brain was manipulated or hypnotized by seedlings.
However, the questions I have had so far have been roughly solved.
"I need the spirit of the devil..."
Why would that be necessary?
This son of a bitch said he didn't know why Richie wanted it.
First of all, I admit that there is a great power.
Are you sure you want to absorb it and strengthen your powers?
Is that why you connect Pandemonium to this world? This is a homicide beyond a cocksucker. It's just a chew. A tremendous amount of casualties occurred for him to take the demon's soul. Those who have been affected by demons in recent years will all blame this rich.
When I meet him, I'll take one of his bones and tear it into bone powder.
"Argh...!"
A completely chewy pagan groaned.
Fortunately, there was no disruption to life.
"You useless bastard. Hey, fuck you, you're just gonna get used to that fucking Richie motherfucker and get dumped like this, man. Would you have come all this way if you knew so much? Why don't you help me next to that son of a bitch?"
"Argh..!"
With his feet tucked into the air, he mocks, and tears drop from his eyes. Richie, the owner, has feelings, so this son of a bitch has feelings.
Anyway, let's cut to the chase.
I don't have to interrogate all of them anyway, so I'll have to take them back with me... haha. Fuck. But moving all these bastards is also a problem. In what years will they take them all to the church and transfer them to the capital?
This is really hard.
It was chalna who was trying to sort it out.
"Khhhhhhhh!"
"Are you laughing?"
The bastard who was lying there suddenly started laughing about how his head turned.
"This son of a bitch laughs?"
"Khh... poetry, it's time. This fool.. He would have sent us without any action..?"
"Are you kidding me?"
- Turn it off!
At that moment, all the other pagans who were lying next to me, including this bastard, began to vomit their barefoot blood.
- Bummer!
The heart exploded in unison, blinking both eyes. It was a small explosion, but with it, their ribs burst out, and a distant piece of heart swirled.
"Hey, it exploded!"
"These bastards have all the means of self-destruction. I can't help it."
Liztina is frightened, Karin shakes her head.
"It's a plague, you cheeks."
Heart exploded.
It's a shocking sight in itself, but I was about to anticipate it. If you're the master of the Undead Production, you can do enough of this. How could you have put a time limit on life for security?
If it weren't for me, they would have completely plundered andromalius' soul and retreated.
"Hmm... it all exploded. Without missing a single one. Immediately without seeing anything."
Whatever it is, it's actually a suspect and a ferromagnet.
"Cat. What about that machine?"
"Oops."
Did you put a detonator on the fucking machine? No, I bet you did. These seeds must be stored. But even if I leave this on, I can't help it. I don't even know the structure of the machine. I can't do anything about it.
Still, I ran right over to it.
- Take a break.
Damas' one-size-fits-all mechanical device was already emitting frozen smoke. The jewels were melting, and all the plumbing was cut off.
- Hahaha!!!
Soon the explosion inside hit Makta. Subsequently, the burning flames darkened the machine and tried to burn everything.
"You've set it to automatically destroy."
"Looks like it. You still have to take it, don't you? Let's turn off the lights."
Karin, who ran with him, swept his chin and said,
"Yep. Ah. Sister, I was crushed by a knife."
"What? Why? Because of these bastards?"
Karin raises his head.
Of course, when these bastards drop a hundred fucking days, they can't smash Bucharest. It was crushed by a superman who was about to crush his fist.
"No... I'll tell you that in a little while. First of all, I broke it."
"This son of a bitch is a jerk again, and I can't beat him and break him. Do you keep doing that?"
"Ah, sister. Don't be mad. I had a reason to."
"If you're breaking up with something weird, you're really mad at your sister."
"I'm a knife-eyed warrior, don't you think? And it plays."
- Aggravation!!
Anyway, as Karin cuts through the space, he draws out a knife and causes a black wind, which turns off the fire that was attached to the machine. But when I look at what the bastards are doing, I want to see all the key parts destroyed.
But if you take it, something will work.
"The rush lights are out... what do you do? Shouldn't it explode more inside? Shall we dismantle it?"
"Can you disassemble something like this?"
"I think I can rip it off with my strength."
"Then it won't explode any more."
"Right?"
"I can't help it. Let's just let it go. It's the best way to drag him into this state."
"Should I? But if it blows again..."
"It explodes. This is something we can't touch. If it goes off, let's turn off the lights again."
"Fuck."
I pushed the device right away and put it in the right place.
Claudie and Liztina were currently sitting down and resting.
"So what now?"
"Whoo."
The unfolding was a fragment of the undead warriors with the carcasses of pagans and harpoons. How the hell am I supposed to handle this? It would be so annoying and tiring for us to be together.
Should we go and get help from the Crusaders?
"Wouldn't it be better to get help from crusaders and knights? If I could just show you this scene, I'd admire it and try to help you."
"I hope so. Let's do that."
Then let's go get him.
"To the forward base over there for a moment..."
"Katt, it's okay. You can rest here."
As I was about to leave, Claudie grabbed my wrist.
"Hmm?"
"The knights probably felt the uproar that occurred when they fought Andromalius. Then you'll come to investigate soon, won't you?"
"Oh, yeah."
When the Knights come, let's give those bastards a chance.
It's a great plan.
"Let's take a break, then."
I was so tired because I used so much power. After Andromalius, they said they were going to grind all the Death Nights. I need to get some rest when I finish this job.
So we lay on the right hill.
"Hey. Now tell me what happened."
"So, those bastards are the spirit of the devil..."
"Not what I said during the interrogation. What happened as soon as I got here."
"Yep."
I told them what happened right away. I think back to my memory as I speak. Everything about what happened today and what we found out needs to be properly organized and written in a report.
How long has it been?
"Hey, what the hell...!"
"Oh, my God! This is happening!!"
"Ah! There! Paladin and his colleagues...!"
Soon the knights came in.
*
It was incredibly simple to communicate the situation to the knights because the evidence was already on the scene.
I just explained what happened. The pagans came through the gate because they killed the big devil. That's why I killed them all and took the loot.
After seeing the overwhelming force and being greatly impressed, the knights listened to me, nodding their heads and discussing how to organize the case.
"Hey! I'm going to the forward base and I'm going to borrow supplies and people!"
"Let's go! Ah! And tell your people to get everything around them! When you meet the religions, call them all!"
"Got it!!!"
It was quick to get the knights to work.
Yes, Paladin ran himself on the field, but we have to deal with it afterwards.
This isn't what I usually do.
So this situation was very satisfactory.
If you just keep explaining, the knights will pretend to be on their own. I was just looking around the scene to sort things out. I'm also a clever leader. I'm more of a commanding ruler at the top of the field than a runner.
After spending some time there, the knights who rushed out of here and there borrowed soldiers and wagons from the forward base. As to whether this situation was familiar, the knights took care of the bodies and debris and began loading them into the wagon.
I was just talking to the commander.
"In fact, the commotion had already been confirmed from a distance. I feel uncommon, so I decided that I should focus on communicating the situation and I came a little late."
"It's not too late."
Andromalius, the chewbird, was the great demon that dealt with the overwhelming vastness. He's lying about dark lightning and a pillar of fire, but he's a scout, and he can't come. At least we had a fight avoiding it, and these knights would have become a barrel as soon as they arrived.
"But the Great Demon... for sure. Even where the unrealistic magic was wielding, it became a wasteland. There's also a hole there... I can't believe it. I still doubt this reality."
"That's enough. Did you see that swamp over there?"
"Ah..."
That swamp is his corpse.
"That's the corpse of the great demon Andromalius. Me and my companions have joined forces and slaughtered. This is our human triumph."
"I'm so... amazed. Paladin."
The Knights of the Kingdom Commander looked at me with trembling eyes and admired me greatly. He almost seemed to be impressed. In fact, if you look at this, it's worth it.
"Anyway, I'll do the rest of the story next time. I think we should go. Those carts.. First, please take them to the Bronze Society Church in Istanbul."
"I see."
"Oh, and a swamp made of the corpse of that great demon. I want you to recover that, too."
"Can we move that to the church too?"
"Uh-huh, yes, please."
You all listen to me because you have the strength.
That's how we took a step back home. Those knights and wagons followed behind us. They're knights, so they're pretty damn good at it. The site was almost completely clean.
But I decided to take the mechanical device, because it was at risk of exploding. It's not that heavy anyway.
"Ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!!"
"Noooooo!!!!"
"Hey, what the hell!!! What the hell!!!!"
"Arghhhh!!!"
I was on my way through the outpost, so I heard rumors that the paladins were running like rabbis.
What a madman.
"You!!!!"
At the forefront of it was Bacquerel, by the way.
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