Genocide Online ~Playtime Diary of an Evil Young Girl~

"For the time being, is it right here?

"... I'm not answering."

I'll ask the princess on the tree where I can see the royal aristocracy of the Crown Prince, but he turned away, unfortunately... well, I can't help it.

"If you don't want to talk so much, don't worry.

"... eh? Gaboo?!

I plunged Hanako-san into the princess's mouth and took away her voice. Gavan with her who can't talk anymore... right? The title does throw an iron ball at the front entrance of the Marquis Mansion with the Meteor and blow it up, opening the way and spreading poison.

"Hostile attack!!

From the front entrance, which is still majestic and without traces, you will get on board and throw explosives onto the upper floor to improve the ventilation.

"You! Did you know this is the Marquis of Gavan's Mansion?!

Throwing a piece of glass through his throat with a finger shell into the mouth of a mutilating soldier, he slaughtered it, wrapping the chandelier around a thread and knocking it down toward a group running down a large staircase in front of him.

"Gyah?!

"Be careful! The opponent is a remote subject!

Arranged in the corridor on the second floor of the blowout and guarding the bow, the archer throws a light-emitting explosive into the bow, dazzles for the time being, and then swings the chandelier with the thread wrapped around it, knocking it down from the second floor.

"Kill them in melee combat!

Fly a spear thrown from the front with a back fist and throw a poison needle through the eyebrows, throat and heart to the incoming soldier.

"......!

"?... ah, the princess has Hanako-san on her, so it's okay."

I will tell the princess, who sees us in horror, that the damage will never come to you...

"......!

"? I don't know what you want to tell me...."

Seems different... but I don't know what you're trying to say, so let's throw it away now.... grip and grip the two soldiers coming from the front, lowering their heads and avoiding them.

"Gappa?!

"Gafu?!

He smashes his head from the back of his head into the ground and throws two daggers at the clergyman and the mighty servant who rushed out of the room upstairs to break his head.

"... wait, you're close, too?

"Isn't it Magre...?

We will now scream at them who hesitate to attack us. With the first step, apply "spray" to the bottom of the foot to increase the initial speed, penetrate the neck of the person at the front with a dagger held by the right hand, drag it straight out into the middle of the group, stretch the steel thread manipulated with the left hand all around, and round and compress it like the reverse regeneration of the flowering bud to cut them.

"Hih?!

"Ugh, shoot! Fire!"

As an umbrella to prevent arrows falling through the throat with a dagger, the rounded and consolidated yarn is mixed with poison and acid that ignites and vaporizes with a little heat, and the yarns are rubbed together and thrown in while generating friction heat.

"Gyaaa?!

"Hot, hot, hot!!

"Huh... huh..."

Successfully neutralizes most of the soldiers by blowing the arrows already fired in the aftermath of the explosion, vaporizing and inhaling the poison and acid drifting in the air and agonizing the pain burned from inside the body.

"... I don't know how I got here anymore"

What about the inn?

"... it takes a while for all the yarns to be tightly closed to the back entrance"

"I see....."

Whether the Marquis can escape or if he's willing to spend all his time until the Knights are dispatched, the surviving high-ranking soldiers will look prepared… Are you sure you're loyal to your duties?

"I'm going to kill you!

Ahh!

The shot of the dagger aimed at the neck was edged by entangling the thread in the opponent's arm, the one aimed at the leg was prevented by stepping on it, and the iron fragment was thrown at the opponent's forehead with the spear standing up from above and disabled. The body that came down ignored the spear and grabbed it, poking it into the nose of the one who was trying to pull out the dagger that was trampled on me.

"Gugu... huh?!... ah, ahh, ahaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!"

If you're tangled with the thread in front of you, let's have a new drug experiment... I'll drain the solution from your head into the test tube, but it will permeate your skin and atrophy brilliantly, right? From the back of my ear to my chin, I cut myself with a dagger and peeled the raw skin, and I've properly dissolved only the muscle fibers. That's a success.

"Come, you?!

Drop the unserviceable soldier and lean his neck to the left as he advances the spear that is pushed forward, hitting the soldier's throat over the spear that fired the blow, raising his thumb where his head fell forward and breaking through his lower jaw into his mouth.

"Biya?!

With your thumb poking in, use your index finger and middle finger to sandwich your throat and Buddha upwards and downwards, then grasp your fist and make a decision.

"─ ─?! ─ ─?!

"Fufu, looks like a fountain with a plug missing.

I hold my neck, but the blood is intermittently loose from the gap between my fingers, and when I look at the soldier who erupts like a water cannon, I don't think I "found a new way to play" and I admire myself.

"....."

"Ah, the devil... giggle?!

Yes, it's one of yours.

With all due respect, I will smash one eye with a finger shell from the throat I picked earlier on the soldier who declared that he was a demon.

"Ah, you're dead, right? It seems to take a lot of time, so it's good because it's interesting."

Until now, the person who had seized the neck where the blood was spraying and convulsed stopped moving after bouncing about twice. It was as interesting as a fish that had just been fried by humans.

"Well, we still have a lot of work to do, and we don't have much time, so is it time to finish?"

"'Huh?!

Is it a new genre or something? Swimming around looking at us, shaking the weapon in your hand and keeping your gaze from reading... is more than just a simple fear, is this it?

"... please let me enjoy it more bravely.

"Hih...!

"No, I don't want to die like that..."

"? Is this a request? I understand."

"Eh...."

Apparently I don't want to be taken from my throat, so I'll rip his stomach open, pull out his intestines, and kick him.

"Aahhhhhhhhh?!!!

"It's okay, I won't die soon after my intestines pop out."

He wanted to live as long as possible and hated the Buddha's throat. Isn't this good?

……

"... the others don't seem to have any requests, so we're going now, right?

"Ah...."

The next time you try to figure out what kind of 'play' to do, you attack the rest of the soldier who decides to remain silent.

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