Hermit Wizard

[Let's stop. It's no longer a waste, Min-jun.]

“Dammit. I think it's implicit. ”

I frown. There is a man in the air with his limbs restrained before his eyes.

The body is covered in dark stains, but no trauma is seen. Under the skin, the black stain moved like a living creature, and every time, the body twitched and there was an unacceptable smell blooming around it. It is not just a drop of sweat that flows out of his pores.

His lips opened slowly and a laughter filled with poison came out.

“Khhhhhh! ”

The face of the man with the dark makeup erased was remarkably plain. Feeling like Tom or Johnson?

At first glance, I can be mistaken for a normal person. Yeah, I'm laughing like that in this situation, but I don't want you to.

“Khh, uhhh! ”

Suddenly, he takes a deep breath and shook his eyes. Then he makes a soft tissue in his mouth with his teeth. You bit your tongue again.

“That doesn't work. ”

I don't know how many times.

I let him move only above his neck, but he can't live with his tongue like that. It's not suicide, it's an expression of my willingness to never give me the information I want. I can't speak with my tongue.

I bounce my fingers. An elixir solution was injected along the ringgel connected to Hesler's neck. There are several such barrels of magical solution around him. What is now injected is for repair of damaged biotissues.

As time passed, I began to talk again about whether my tongue had regenerated.

“No matter what you do, you won't hear the answer you want. Khh, Khh! ”

I frown. Is that a strong psychic force or does photosensitivity beat pain?

Hesler's naked body is painted in a strange color. This is because the powerful metal quacaditone is infiltrating the body and stirring up biotissues in chaos.

Liquid metal corrodes blood vessels at the extremity end, burns muscles, and bursts organs. In particular, it was being targeted around the point where the nerves were swarming.

After a time of pain, the elixir is injected through a ringgel inserted into the neck and the broken body is recovered. But the remaining quacarditons are starting to move again, and this process is repeating for hours.

I can't constantly use recovery magic, so this kind of unassailable torture continues. How many liters of elixir have you injected into that body so far? If you convert the value of the material into money, · · ·, hmm.

No more meaningless. I don't feel pain, but I think I have a mental constraint. Never answer organizational questions.

Waste of time. Waste of material. I roared into the air and moved my magic power.

Sprinkle!

“Huff, huff, huff! ”

Quecarditon scattered within Hesler's body gathers in one place according to my signal. The organ that can be done immediately is avoided and moved, but the process also seems painless. The veins of the eyes burst and the elongated teeth were crushed. The face is blurred and then swollen back into purple.

Liquid metal that spread across the body flocked to the left foot. Seeing my feet turn black, I lightly clasp.

Quajic!

“Hrrrrrrrrrrrrrrgh!”

His left foot explodes and the liquid metal escapes.

“Khhhhhhhhhh! ”

I laugh again as if I screamed when. I wrapped the recovered marble metal around my wrist. You can use it more while the magic power is remaining, but I don't think it means anything to this one.

“Khhhh, kill. Hey, I'm gonna kill you! You're the only one I can kill! ”

The air rumbles. Oh, it's loud.

“I will avenge Kipilko! Khh! I won't kill you easily. ”

I bury it dry.

“Do you think that's helpful in this situation? ”

Hesler laughs in a restless voice.

“Khhhhhhhh! Wait. I'll sew two drug-resistant dogs on both your thighs. Then I will make a huge mass of coconut blossom constantly rise in your groin. Yeah, like that fox bitch back then! Then the dog's head will run like crazy and rip it off. Don't worry, I'll keep you from dying like you did to me today! ”

Is that giving you the idea to do that?

However, I decided to move on to the next step because I knew that torture would not work anymore. I put Hesler back in the horsepower freezer. He left his eyes open and lost his mind, even when he was submerged in the solution.

“I have to call him. Let's get some advice. I'm a memory specialist.”

[Yes, let's do the female interrogation next. If you have the same implications, it won't do you any good.]

I concentrate my horsepower on my chest. Over time, the response returned from coordinates beyond the awkward dimension.

What? You're responding really fast today. It was as if I was waiting.

The channel in the chest draws a blue circle. In it, the summoner slowly appeared.

Yodmoda.

Hesler won't open his mouth on his own, so he intends to lift up his entire memory. The question is, where do you implant it?

I feel disguised.

Kung!

The foot of the summoner stretched out from the portal of my chest. When you reach the basement floor, thump and the ground will ring.

Wait a minute, Kung?

What is it? I think I heard a light hoof every time I walked.

I drop my gaze down. I see a thick leg covered in black fur. If you look at the diameter, it might resemble my thighs.

· · · That was originally bamboo thick as well? Even when I called recently, I was just a little overweight, not that much.

Thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump. I raise my head while closing the Dimension Door. Standing before your eyes is a noble womb with shiny black hair,

· · · Can I, pig?

“· · · Yodmo? ”

I confirm in my mind just in case. The opponent, who was so hard to find when he first saw it, nodded and hummed! And he blew a big nose.

“Yodmo, right? ”

An eye like an Obsidian looks at me. And his mind touched me.

You feel the presence of the soul with a contract, don't you? That's a useless question, isn't it?

“Oh, yes, I am. ”

Last thing I remember, Yodmo's head was like a deer. But Yodmo in front of my eyes is not a deer. It's more like hippo. A hippo in black fur.

Yodmo suddenly explodes his resolute mind while I'm being ridiculous in the unexpected.

I called it in.

“What?”

No more. It is the limit.

My heart was pounding at the moment. Limits? Are you saying you're breaking your contract with me?

You can do it either way, but why do you do it now? I need Yodmo's wisdom right now.

“Suddenly what do you mean? ”

I never thought I'd make this choice.

It mixes complex emotions in both eyes.

I'll give up.

Ugh! What? You signed this contract?

“Hey, I don't know what's going on, but we can talk calmly."

But Yodmo hung up on me and said,

I'll give it back.

“· · · What? ”

Yodmo took a deep breath without even answering my question. It seems that his mass swelled several times and reached the basement ceiling.

It was a menace, and I wanted to gather magic to defend it right away, but I endured it. Before the formal contract destruction process, Yodmo can't attack me.

Hey, hey, hey!

Yodmo took a deep breath in front of me. The room is filled with dry ice and a black mist. It twists my body instantly.

“What the hell!”

Even if smoke fills the room for a moment, it starts sucking into my head in an instant. I perceived something in the meantime. The smoke that filled this room seems to be just a remnant of the source. There was a tiny, dusty grain that became the nucleus.

A piece of black in my eyes. The black smoke that filled this room was emanating from it.

And the moment the nucleus digs into my body. As all the smoke entered the room, they covered their tracks together.

[Min Joon!]

Parvasse shouted in a rush. I confirm my status. Body? No more. Mind? I don't think there's any abnormalities.

I ask Parvash with some reluctance.

You don't see any signs of mental contamination? ’

[There is no such miracle.]

I turn my head toward the Summoner.

“What are you doing all of a sudden! ”

Yodmo, who transposed the black nucleus towards me, was a very comfortable expression. It looks like a decade of stalemate has passed.

With a very skilful face, Yodmo answered me.

I gave it back.

“What?”

Your memory.

I sweat on my back.

“Are you sure you want to break the contract? ”

You gave me back the memories you took?

But soon I realized something strange. I still don't remember before I was seven. Only the memory of what had actually been done and what was later organized into word files remained in mind.

Destruction? I'm not willing to proceed with that cumbersome process.

“Wait. I gave it back, but I still don't remember before I was seven? ”

Yodmo calmly replies.

The memory you had from the moment you were born to the age of seven was already digested in my stomach. You can't give back what you don't have.

The nucleus of the memory that you just conveyed to me was emitting black smoke. I think back to what Yodmo used to say.

There was a condensed piece in your memory that you could not interpret. A fragment that was so small that I didn't even notice it there at first.

Ah, I did.

That little piece began to disintegrate like black smoke as it was digested in my stomach. I can read it if I digest the original memory. But · · ·,

Yodmo frowns.

A memory like a black mist could not be interpreted by digestion, but it filled my stomach and froze my flesh. But after a while, I thought it would be resolved soon. Even the nucleus that condensed so many memories is common sense. By the way!

Yodmo's mind got a little rough.

The substitution is not over! This digestion!

He snorted in front of me.

As the nucleus was digested, black memories were produced endlessly. To be honest, there was also greed. If you keep this in your stomach, you won't hunt for the rest of your life. But · · ·,

He looked at me with a choice of words for a moment.

I don't know if I'm going to say this, but I think I might really die from this.

“Is that why you gave it back to me? You remember that condensed memory? ”

Not all of them. I gave you nine times the amount of condensed nuclei left in your stomach. I left a little in my stomach, but now the amount of digested memory will be less than it used to be.

I double-check the inside and ask.

“There's really no change in my memory. ”

I don't remember interpreting it either. You won't be able to. It will not belong to you in the first place.

Whose memory is it, then? If you were 7 years old, you would have opened a channel. Hmmm.

It will be no harm to you. If it's different than before, it's because I was on digestion, so the condensation is a little off. It's an unintelligible memory, so there's no such thing as confusion.

I nodded to make sure the job was done.

“Anyway, my normal memory until the age of seven is that you've already digested it, and the condensed weird memory is that you keep it, so this contract is valid. ”

Yodmo nods.

Agree.

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