I’m an Adventurer! ~Musou Skill is Plane Magic~
Episode 57: Causal Retribution, Self-Service, and Such a Guy
It was unparalleled.
I did it myself, but I think I might have gone a little too far. I fought with as much physical strength as I could to keep my magic from being discovered, but I had to keep it down. Is it because I was angrier than I thought?
The building, presumably the mayor's residence, is barely roofed on a few pillars anymore. There are no shadows to see on walls or windows. If it had been a Japanese house-like tile, it would have long been crushed by its weight. It might have been easier to destroy them all.
The bandits were all disarmed and tied up, biting monkeys. I tied my hands behind my back and tied my wrists and ankles, so there was a strange sight of a bunch of shrimpy men rolling around. It's like a seal harem I saw in a documentary once. It's not on the coast, it's in the corner of the village square, and it's a nasty harem for males. Who's got it?
All of them are alive, but some of them may have broken bones. Well, I wouldn't die. Think thank you for being alive. That said, there was no one left to ascend your son. From now on, you will not be bothered by the desire of the beast, and you will be able to live a clean life.
If you wait, you'll be picked up in the morning, but unfortunately there are still things to do.
Pick all five of the thieves on the roll, pull them out into the middle of the square, and remove the monkey.
"Well, can you tell me where Negra is and how many of his friends he has left?
We must crush the bandit's remnants and their Negras. The request I received was "annihilation." I can't help it.
"Heh, who says that?! We're bastards, that's why we don't sell people!
"Yes, yes!
The bandits who took the monkey off agreed. After all, it's an external road, so I don't think it actually has that sense of solidarity. Well, I didn't expect you to be honest with me from the beginning. That's why I asked them to come out.
Ask Christella to bring the women from the barn. Not knowing why they were called, many of them seem anxious.
I put daggers and one-handed swords caught between the bandits and them.
"Sisters, you can like these bandits.
"... eh?
I don't know what they said, they have a question mark on their faces. Symmetrically, the bandits turned pale. Even under the weak moonlight, it looks so white.
"They've done a lot of terrible things, haven't they? This is a great opportunity to clear your grudge.
I heard a breath. They finally understood the meaning of my words, but most people hesitate to compare the weapons placed in front of them to the bandits. Since they were very ordinary village daughters until yesterday, I don't think they can take the last step when they understand the meaning. But not everyone is.
A woman walked out of among them. Teared clothes, swollen cheeks on one side with broken lips, void eyes without light. Blue bruises are floating on the big chest, which is about to burst and fall. Perhaps brutalized by the bandits, the woman picked up her dagger from her weapon without expression. And as he went to the front of a bandit, he gripped the dagger he had in his hands with his opposite hand and shook it over his head.
"No, stop it! I'm sorry! Because I'm sorry!!
Bandits beg for their orders while backing back cleverly with shrimp, but she doesn't stop.
There are emotions in Russia on that face, which was expressionless. It was anger. A face full of fierce anger and hatred that doesn't seem to belong to everyone. It was just like Hanaya's.
"It's me! Me, my father, my mother! And my brother!
"No, stop, yaaaaa!?
As she screamed, she vigorously shook the dagger down to the bandit's chest.
"Ghiiii!? No, no, no!?
"How many times! I told you to stop over and over again! Over and over again!
She becomes a horse rider by bandits, swinging her dagger and down many times. There is a smell of blood in the area, and the bandits are screaming.
A few more women grabbed their weapons and headed toward the bandits.
"Hyiiiiii!? Okay, help me! I'll talk about everything!!
"I don't want to die! Please, help me!
The rolled bandits begged desperately, but it was a little too late.
"I don't think so. If you had been honest with me, you wouldn't have had to do this. I'm not popular enough to show mercy to someone who threw away an opportunity on his own. If you hate them, hate their foolishness.
"Really!?
"Damn it, why are you doing this... gaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
The women wave down the weapons in their hands. Bandits sing chorus at the end of the day, but it's no fun listening. How dare you call it "poetry of your own accord"?
After a while, I couldn't hear the chorus either. The first thief stabbed is not moving any more. The other four will soon be in the same condition. I don't think so.
The woman was still swinging her dagger to a bandit who had already become an unspeakable wreck. I grab her bloody arm from behind. For a moment, her body trembled and stopped moving.
Remove the dagger from the sharply gripped dagger by peeling off one finger at a time. The blade lacks a distorted tip, and I throw that dagger away.
Turning to the front of her, which was still hardened, she returned to her original emotionless face. Your gaze does not move from the lump of meat in front of you.
I gently bend my knees and gaze at her, whispering.
"It's over.
After a small twitch, Noronoro and she stare at me.
"... wow...?
"Yeah, this is the end of painful and sad things. I avenged you, and I'm sure your family will come to mind. Well done.
I put one hand on her head and gently stroke her. Slowly tears accumulate in her eyes, dropping to zero.
"Really... really done?
"Yeah, it's really over.
"... uhh... uhhh... uhhhhh ~"
I keep stroking her head as she cries out loud. In fact, it will be really painful from now on. After all his family members were killed, the village was destroyed and there was no prospect of reconstruction. There is no bright story ahead of her, but it must have made a distinction. By finishing something, people can look beyond it for the first time. Revenge is not meaningless.
The cries brought me back, and the other women who were chopping up the bandits also stopped moving. The weapon falls out of its hands. Go to them looking down at the bandits of the wormbreath, and say the same words of labor as the woman before them.
All they need now are affirmative words. Bandits have killed people, so the hearts of their village daughters should be overwhelmed. Without any care, they will break. The fact that you killed a person will never go away, but if you accept it as legitimate, you can lighten the load. It should be a lot easier for someone to affirm the behavior.
And that's my job. I was responsible for killing them indirectly, the bandits. I should bear half of the burden they bear. Mentally, it's already an essay, and compared to breaking a girl, it's nothing like that.
Besides, I'm the only 'non-bandit man' here. They are probably afraid of men. It's only natural that he was subjected to terrible brutality. However, it is not difficult to imagine that life will be hindered by fear of men in the future. That's why I have to appeal to 'some men aren't afraid'. I'm still a kid. Perhaps you can only love children, or it may become a strange preference, but I can't take care of you until then, so please give me a break.
Leave them to Anna and Christella, who are calm enough, and I'll walk to the trembling bandits in the corner of the square.
"Do you know where we stand? If you don't know it yet, I have to convince you (...)... well, as far as I'm concerned, I just need to be alone!
The bureaucracy talked smelly, but the bandits trembled with their blue faces passing through the white. I was confident in the sales smile, but I couldn't solve it.
"Now, nod to the people who will tell you about Negra and the rest of the crew.
Everyone nodded vigorously as they were rolled with shrimp backwards. What a bundling of villains.
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The bandit Negra was in the dark forest. Looks like it was originally a Goblin settlement. The square, about 100 meters in diameter, which was completely open in the forest, was surrounded by a wooden fence, and there were three poor huts in the middle of it. Past shape.
I was already in a lot of trouble, and I quickly disabled the remaining five bandits, retrieved the treasure, and destroyed Negra. If you leave it, it could be used by other bandits and goblins.
When I brought the treasure from the village in a trolley and dragged it back to the village by the bandits who caught it, the eastern sky was just before the sun rose.
It's been a long day.