"You killed the Pendragon?
"I'm not going to hustle. Well, so far, the Asints are going to be a good cover."
"Stupid."
Eve slashed my words and threw them away.
"Impossible"
Stick your hands out.
"I don't know if it'll prove it."
Eve looking suspicious.
Moment after moment, Sellas stepped in.
- Tang...
Eve reacts to stepping in.
Look at the gap distracted by the cellus,
"- [Paralysis] -"
I used my abnormal state skills.
"-No, gu!? What do you mean? Body, but......"
"You better not be forced to move. If you can't, you'll bleed out of your body."
"Is this... a condition disorder, a phylogenetic... technique...?
"I'd say even the power of out-of-box state anomaly granting - by the way, Koitz has a better chance of success than the chance of a popular dying in his last blood battle"
"Idiot."
"Exactly. Thanks to his ridiculous powers, even a weak man like me could kill Civito Gartland."
"Gu, nooo"
"I should have advised you. Better not force it to move. This isn't a threat."
Approaching Eve.
"I'll make it easier for you to talk right now"
Paralysis of the head only.
Now Eve can talk normally too.
"- Mm? Easy, talk...?
"Several other powerful state anomaly grants can be used. With this power I killed the Pendragon. If that's what you want, you can teach all the dragon warriors how to die.
Eve had already lost her temper of war.
Have you perceived no harm?
"Really... did you get the Pendragon Man?
"Let me show you another piece of evidence."
Hmm?
Cellas?
with his hands on his chest, Sellas said.
"Selas Ashlein, whom the Pendragon was chasing. That's me."
Pickup
Eve's ear reacts.
"You did?
"My Lord saved me from the Pendragon with His power."
"... the play doesn't make sense. The former Holy Knight, listening to the story, heard of the Elves..."
Eve's eyes open.
I could tell by the reaction.
For a moment, Cellas unlocked the power of change.
"Did you understand that? Now, with the help of the Spirit, we're changing our appearance."
"... mmm"
Eve roars.
Inside, I was roaring too.
Sellas' behavior was unexpected now.
I didn't expect you to reveal who you are here.
Is that how sympathetic I am to Eve?
Somehow, maybe I'm trying to save you.
"My Lord is indeed giving me the Pendragon. Only four of us witnessed that death."
Cellas pulls himself back one step.
I said.
"If there's more demons than Civito Gartland in the demon belt, I might be able to help you, too."
"... indeed, it seems to be a powerful force"
"I'll leave it to you to believe the story of the Pendragon Killer. I don't know about the guy who actually only believes what he sees in his eyes. I just wanted to show you this power. As proof of my power."
Eve snorts.
"But that was a barren proof. Either way, tomorrow, I challenge the blood fight. I can't even get to the demon belt. That doesn't change."
"Is it true that a Duke of Zuan keeps his word if he wins a blood battle?
"What?"
"You're the kind of Duke Sama who slashes and kills whores just because it's different from the image you were looking for, huh? From what I've heard about some reputations, I don't think he's a rocky guy."
The reputation of the Duke of Zuan.
When I gathered information about Eve, I finally looked it up lightly.
At least I don't smell good people.
It seems more like ”those guys”.
Of all the motherfuckers I've met, of my kind.
"I know exactly what scum thinks"
I'm one of you.
"Assuming you win tomorrow's bloody battle... none of them seem to me that the Duke would honestly give himself freedom"
…………
I changed the subject a little.
"Speaking of which, I heard about a certain blood fighter. He said he was the strongest bloodfighter like you."
Eve is listening in silence.
"The man won his last blood battle. but was found dead the day after the victory. Early in the morning, a body was floating in a river flowing through the King's City."
"You're talking about a blood fighter who lost his life shortly after he gained his freedom... I don't know the details at the time, but I've heard them too. The man had a rough time with the mercenaries at the liquor store where he was celebrating his victory. The man was deeply drunk with alcohol and had no weapon. And he was beaten to death by mercenaries who didn't know how to add or subtract him."
"Well, apparently, it's happening."
"On the face of it? What's that supposed to mean?
"You know the story about the daughter that the dead man was thinking about?
"... although it's my first ear"
"You think she was the daughter of a slave working in a dirty tavern? The man, like someone else, said he was trying to buy that daughter back. But how strange is that?
"What happened?
"My daughter's body was not bought back. Besides, the place where the man celebrated is not even the tavern where his daughter works. Normally, it's the first thing you think about, going to people and making them free.
"I don't know who the man is... after I gave him my toast, wasn't he going to go buy it back?
"Maybe. I'm just curious after my daughter."
"Then what happened to my daughter?
"After the man died, the daughter was picked up by the Duke of Zuan and worked at the Duke's mansion for about two years."
"After that, you look like you've been sold off to a whorehouse. You know what that means.
"... eh"
"Besides, one of the mercenaries who beat a man to death has later become a blood fighter as the one who killed the strongest blood fighter. A strong mercenary guild recommendation. I'm sure his name was Gilmud."
"Gilmud? I know the man's name, too. Seems like he was already dead when I got here... but where did he talk like that?
"Just" Dim Place, "let me answer. Be at liberty to interpret."
"Mm..."
Eve also seems to know the existence of a ”dim place”.
"Ma, I didn't hear the truth directly from the Duke of Zuan himself either. I don't know if it's true. Naturally, the Duke of Zuan doesn't know..."
"Are you trying to say that a man's death was orchestrated by the Duke of Zuan or a mercenary guild"
That's what I'm reading.
"Do I, too, follow the same path?
"Maybe... So, what do we do? Stay and try your last blood battle, or take your example daughter to the Demon Belt with us."
Eyes on Eve.
"You're the one who judges."
"I..."
Eve answered unblindly.
"Let me grab my freedom with this hand."
Try tomorrow's blood fight.
Eve chose it.
"Right."
Somehow, I felt that way.
"Not necessarily, I win. I have gained many things by winning by blood battles. Victory in the Blood Fight has always cleared my way"
Eve looks to us.
"And I can't trust them enough. So I can't even give you information about the contraindicated witch."
Sellas opened his mouth.
"My Lord is trying to help you..."
"Do you think you can believe without darkness the words of those who appeared before me yesterday? On the contrary, there is a long pile between the world of blood struggle and me."
That's what happens.
I heard.
"Can the Duke of Zuan be trusted?
"Surely he is not a man praised as a human being. But it's also true that if I had my results, I would have responded to them."
That's because Eve Speed had a future use for it.
"To boost my last blood battle, I can prepare a situation against me. The Duke is also a son of man. I've known him a long time. As I said, I'm not merciless."
Sweet.
"It will be obvious which one to trust when compared to the world of blood struggles we have built up so far"
What has been piled up is surprisingly lightly disintegrating.
"I believe in the world of blood struggle that has created me now."
Eve ran out of words.
I distort the edge of my mouth.
"Why, Eve Speed"
"What?
"Why do you overlap the word against me that you believe in the world of blood struggle so much?
"What?"
"Wasn't it really against yourself that you were throwing the word now?
…………
"The proof of power is done."
Unparalize.
"I've said a lot of disrespect... but tomorrow's blood fight, I hope you win"
Turn your heels back and walk out.
"Let's go."
"Ha, ha."
Cellas continues.
"Wait."
Eve called it off.
"Why did you let me go? That was an absolute advantage. If you were to make me throw up information about contraindicated witches, there would have been something else to do. I also learned their secrets. But you mean unconditionally free?"
Stop your legs.
"I'll just tell him. We're leaving Monroe by early tomorrow morning."
I did not answer Eve's question.
I don't need to either.
"Wait around the bridge in front of the main gate until the sun changes. If you change your mind, you should come."
I don't look back at Eve anymore, and we walked away.
▽
On the way back to the inn, Selas opened his mouth.
"Sorry"
Hmm?
"What are you talking about?
"Take the liberty of revealing who I am..."
"Oh, that one just now"
"Without my Lord's permission, at my own discretion. Like that... Of course, if it's punishment, I'll take it"
Cellas' expression sinks more and more.
Or punishment...?
"I certainly didn't plan on that one earlier, but it turned out to be a compelling material for my story. That's why I don't care."
Reminds me of Eve's reaction.
That was a reaction I almost believed.
Maybe I knew Cellas' face around the bounty neck sketch.
So I immediately believed it was Selas Ashlein.
"But that's the story if you look at it as a result. I wish I had ruined my Lord's plan."
"I'll decide if I was bad or not"
I blocked Cellas' words.
"I won't say anything if the results are good. If you think I'm a bad guy, blame me. So, this time, we moved in the direction that may be the result. Are you dissatisfied with this policy?
"... ok. If that's what my Lord says."
Hmm.
Maybe it's the influence of the Saints who were there...
Sounds like a discipline or something heavy.
Moderate tightening may indeed be necessary.
Nevertheless, I'm the rule for this ”mercenary regiment”.
I decide whether or not to blame you.
The tension disappeared from Sellas' expression.
Pepper.
She stopped and bowed her head.
"Thank you for your generosity, my Lord"
You feel like a total servant lately......
Walk out again.
I spoke to Sellas.
"Anything else bothering you?
"Oh, no..."
"Say it. You know what I'm generous about?
"The -"
Cellas asked, cursing my complexion.
"Before (...) about (...) about (...) about (...) about (...) about (...) about (...) about (...) about (...) about (...) about (...) about (...) about (...) about (...) about (...) about (...) about (...)?
Sellas can tell a lie.
Did you still notice?
"Oh. That was a good idea."
The truth is only the parts of the part.
Talk about a man who gained his freedom being found dead the day after that.
The name of a real blood fighter named Gilmud.
Actually, I just added a foot color here.
There are no tables or backs.
The only thing that really exists is the "superficial story” that came out the first one.
"Not in a very praiseworthy way... make up a story. But now Eve Speed needed to plant a" seed of disbelief ”. Against the Duke of Zuan and mercenary guilds."
Even with Eve's world of believing blood fights.
Remove the pocket watch from the pocket.
"The rest is when the planted seeds will sprout..."
Plant the seeds of disbelief.
I often saw it in comics and cartoons.
Incites distrust and betrays his people with the most seemingly woven stories of lies.
Conversely, this side continues to show an honest attitude.
That's how I shake my heart.
"Seeds, is it?
"Oh."
There is a strong image used when trying to tear the bond between the protagonists.
In short,
"One way or another, it's the way the villain uses it."