Isekai Majutsushi wa Mahou wo Tonaenai

Go down the stairs and enter the basement where you previously treated Lucia. It has already been remodeled inside, making it a space where people can live if they are alone or so. This time I needed help with the person there.

Turning on the light, I could see the figure who was in the dark. Dark elves engraved with the same surgical engraving as Lucia all over his body, was his name indeed Lily? I had previously left it up to Elle to take me back to the mansion, but I had left my care to Tia and Elle, so it's only since Reciana that I see her.

"... what?

"It's been a long time since I've seen you, but it's been a long dialogue."

I'm going to look at this one with a look that only makes me feel disgusted, but I won't even see him anymore, so I ignore that it doesn't matter. It's chained to prevent escape, so if I get close, I won't even try to move off the spot.

Still, even if I look around the whole room, I'm concerned that not a single demon stone has fallen. If Tia hasn't recovered it, there's only one possible factor.

"There seems to be no demon stone..."

"What? What are you saying is stupid when this isn't a magic hoard?

From the looks of this guy, it seems certain that he hasn't created the Demon Stone. From what I've seen, there's no mistake in the surgical engraving, and this makes you sure you're pregnant. I didn't know this was the first one to possess my child.

Well, I don't have a problem with being pregnant. No one else knows it's a child with me, so you can blame the bishop for this, too.

"Fair enough. You deserved more than that."

"... Now what?

"A quick story is a sacrifice. To make a man guilty."

"... yes, if you like"

I have a self-inflicted attitude, but I need this guy to help me. I need a man to have a feisty attitude because I don't care if it's acting or whatever. I used hypnosis (Hypno) and took away her consciousness.

"Can you hear me?

"Yes."

"All right, you're a female slave born to serve a man. It is your pleasure to move on from yourself and to serve and please. And when you serve and you feel it, you feel it, too, like you do. You got that?

"Yes, I understand."

"Then from now on your consciousness will revert when I ring my hand. But I will never forget what I said earlier. If I slap my hand one more time, I'll be in this state again. You got that?

"Yes, I understand."

When I slap my hand, I turn back to me and look at this one again with my disgusting eyes. However, unlike earlier, there is more and more redness on the cheek.

"What's the matter, if you have something to say, just say it"

"Um, let me take your meat stick. I will do my best to serve you."

"No. I'm not the one you serve."

That's what I'm saying, I'm sending a fill pot figure in her head with an ejection (eject). This is a memory I took from the men who raided Natalia.

Looks like I remember Filpot's face and appearance, so should I throw him in where Fairis was caught later as well? Fairis would also be talking to other bishops by now.

"Should I serve someone I just saw?

"Oh, whoever says what, he's your master. You may hate it with your mouth, but in that case, tell him you have a child in your belly."

"Okay."

"Yeah, it's good to know things."

"So where can I go to see that guy?

"Don't worry. I'll take you to sleep for a while."

"Huh?"

After stunning her with fear (fiir) with the look of doubt, I contacted Fairis in a pronouncement. I'm talking about taking the other bishops to the church stash right now. We need to hurry this up.

Travel near the church with advanced population metastases (Greater Mass Teleport). We entered the junction the same way we did last time, and from there we now moved to the hidden room where Fairis had been caught.

When I slapped her on the cheek and regained her consciousness, she could see she was in a different room than earlier and began to look around just a little bit.

"Um, are we there yet?

"Oh, if you wait a little, the man you're looking for will come. Until then, don't make a scene."

"Yes."

I hope you don't talk about me later. If I don't remember, I might not be able to return to hypnosis when I'm a hypnotized person. I have no choice but to make it another way this time.

She sits down, listening to me, naughty, slapping her hand back into hypnosis again.

"You can't tell anyone about me, and you won't even want to talk about it. And, of course, don't act like you know me. You get it?

"Yes."

Knocking on her hand and putting it back together again, she instructs her to stay here, making sure there are no people around her by sound and leaving the room. That was a lot of people this time, so it was hard to get out there so I couldn't find them.

After I left the church, waiting for Fairis to arrive with a few non-eating faces, I saw her coming with some humans in a little while. The warrior-style men who are coming with men dressed like bishops, in my memory, that outfit belonged to the heretical interrogator.

"Dear Yard, as you said, I have brought the bishop"

"Are you Count Werner? I say Marco. I'm making you work for the bishop position at the Inquisition of heresy."

"It's Yard Ray Werner. I'm sorry I'm late at night, thank you."

"No, these things are better acted upon before the other person moves. Now, let's go."

Greetings are there too, join them to the Filpot room. Luckily, he didn't seem to be out, seemed to be doing something in the room.

The door was opened and the heretic inquisitors who were here with him surrounded him in unison. He was stiff for a while due to a sudden event, but when he returned to me, he rose out of his chair with his anger manifested.

"What, you guys!

"Bishop Filpot, you are under suspicion of heresy"

"Nah!? Stupid! There can't be any reason for that!

"This one judges that. And there are witnesses. Isn't that right, Count Werner?

The bishop who found me is moving his mouth like a fish. Well, if a man walked into the mansion and couldn't find him comes in front of you, maybe he'll be like him.

"Oh, the man in my mansion saw that Bishop Philpott brought Dark Elves here the other day."

"Stupid! Where is the dark elf in this church?

By the way, the witness is set to tier. I told Tia to talk to me first. She used to wander around here to check out the fill pot, so it would be somewhat convincing.

He's yelling at me with anger and his face turning bright red. The guy with one thing in his belly, don't all react the same way, I feel smug.

"Lord Fairis, the bishop says so, do you have any idea where the stash is?

"Huh? Oh, and then I have one idea..."

Fairis, who was suddenly told the story, replied with agitation. I know you think I know a lot, but you noticed this one's intention to keep that night a secret.

I guess he also figured out Fairis was talking about that room, troubling his head trying to get through this place somehow.

"Oh, yeah. More than that, don't we have to catch these two as heretics? Isn't that right, Monsignor Marco?

"The director of the heretical inquisition earlier ruled that he was innocent with regard to these two. The rumor was that there were no roots, no leaves, just rumors."

"Oh, such an idiot..."

Filpot stunned by Marco's words. Well, if you try him, it'll be like water in his sleeping ear. Until earlier, I may have believed in Rand's help, but that also crushed me no longer.

Follow with everyone, including the fill pot, on the fairis moving towards the hidden room. Philpot doesn't know about that woman in the stash room, so he still has a flirtatious attitude believing he's in his favor.

When he came in front of the hidden door, he plugged the key into the wall as the fill pot he was instructed to open. And slowly pulling the door aside, there was naturally one dark elf inside.

"Become!?

"Well, Count Werner was right."

She was suddenly blinking at what we had done, but as soon as she found Philpot's face, she smiled and approached under him.

"Your husband!

"What's this guy talking about? Does anyone know who it is?

"Bishop, this elf calls you his master."

"Nah!? Don't talk cod!

"Right. Then let's make sure everyone understands."

I turn to her to activate the translation (translator). This is a technique that works just as well as the translation skills that hang on me. It's a new technique I created in advance because I thought I would need it. Language issues can also be covered by this.

"Hey, dark elves there. I've made sure everyone understands your words now. You should say what you said again."

"Thank you! Master, do you understand what I'm saying?

Her words were passed on to everyone by her ability to translate. Everyone freezes on her words, except me. There was an elf in the church who would call Philpot my husband, just like I said.

Fairis doesn't seem to have any doubts about having her here either. I've decided to be captured since she was captured, so it's no problem chronologically.

"Then, stupid! I don't know this dark elf!

"Oh no... I have your husband's child in my stomach!

She said what I said, and he's dying his face bright blue. Fairis is also blue-faced and stunned by surprise, and Marco and other heretical inquisitors have a rugged look.

"Bishop Philpot, I thought you would know what it means to interact with pagans and even get them pregnant."

"No! I didn't do that!

"That's something you can tell by examining her, and if you find yourself in church with a heathen, you will be guilty of an unparalleled contraindication. This is an abominable act of heresy."

"That can't be happening..."

"Master, what is it? Please breathe desire into my body."

Don't let him get on his knees. He's drooling. As she rubbed against him, she took out his meat stick and started licking it. Piccha Piccha and a nasty noise sounded, and Fairis dyed her cheeks red and deflected her face.

"Say what... let Lord Fairis rest somewhere else"

Marco was still looking at them with a harsh face, but he looked at the heretical interrogators and instructed Fairis to leave here, and one of the men took Fairis.

"You're getting stiff. Then let me serve you here."

"Ya stop me..."

"Oh, your husband's things come into my back..."

When I check the two of them again, her cheeks are red as if they were completely exasperated, as opposed to the guy with the pale look on his face. Marco, watching as he buried his meat stick in his groin and waved his hips, shook his head before giving the men any instructions.

One of the men approached the two still connected, pulled out his sword and snapped her neck. Filpot, who for a moment glanced at the blowing blood, approached Marco with astonishing speed when he returned to me and began begging for forgiveness.

"Please, this is someone's conspiracy, just save my life!

"... if you actually hear it and see it, you are no longer inclined to delude it. At the very least, with mercy, I will send you to Heaven not to suffer. Do it."

Marco's signal snapped Philpot's neck. Fall over Lily as she ejects blood from the slaughtered place. Blood builds up around the two of us, and it's just a sight like a hell of a painting.

"Though this is the mission, what a heartbreaking thing to hang your body in your hands. Now, we will do the end of the day, so please keep the Count beside Lord Fairis."

"... oh, okay. Thank you."

My clothes got a little dirty with the blood that flew in, but that's no fart compared to the achievement the problem solved. I suppressed the mood I wanted to rush out with skipping right now and responded to Marco's words with a strange face.

I see Lily's neck rolling away, and I just get a little sympathy. Only once, but is it because I held her? Ever since my defeat, all I could say was tragic, but I also reconsidered that I deserved this and left the scene.

Go to Fairis and tell him he can return to the heretic inquisitor who was beside him. That's how when I was alone with Fairis, I started talking to her.

"... why did the bishop do something like that?

"I don't know. Weren't you getting away with it and getting depressed?

"If I hadn't run away, would that elf woman have been safe?

"I can't help but talk about assumptions. He brought her in here, offended her, and got her pregnant. That's all."

If you replace the person who did it with me, not him, what you just said is true. I can't let her distrust me about this, so I tell her in a serious tone.

"... Um, Master Yard. What happened to the two of you?

"They killed us both."

"Really..."

She gets depressed when she hears that word. He even seems sympathetic to the person who attacked him. I know you think you don't have to kill me, but let me tell you, it's a lot better than keeping you alive. If you leave someone with a grudge alone, it won't be a busy thing.

"I sympathize with the involved elves, but now there's no one to doubt us. Shouldn't we be convinced that it turned out to be in a good direction?

"Master Yard is cold...... I don't think it's a crime to be punished but to be killed"

"That's a sweet idea. But that sympathy would have been humiliating to the bishop. And they're bound to plot to plunge us again. If a person's heart is purified by punishment, there is no problem, but in fact, punishment and mercy do not make it so easy to change a person's mind."

"Right, but I don't think I'm thinking wrong. I still don't think I should have killed those two."

"You can do whatever you want. I can't think of it that way, but I'm not someone who could say I'm wrong. It's all about me. I think you should penetrate your own will."

"Thank you......"

That's how you whine, and that's how you shut up, Fairlis. When you look at the two people who were killed, I think it's a good thing they have problems with their youth.

But more than that, I remember what I just said to Fairis, and I self-loathe the smelly dialogue too much. I've spoken with momentum, but I'm not supposed to be that type of person originally. I just got a little flushed into the air in a serial place. I am fiercely interested in erasing the earlier words. It was definitely a statement in black history.

Seeing that I was silently bored, Fairis burst out small with laughter. I know it hasn't blown out yet, but she's a far more readable person of the field air than Alec, so I guess she thought the atmosphere would be worse if she was any more depressed.

"Dear Yard, thank you for everything. Please come to my house next time to thank me. Not a bragging arm, but let me behave in cooking too."

"Let me say no to that. I'm not very keen on flavor, but limited to human food on boulders"

Unfortunately, I had a chance to see her cooking arm a few times, but that was a substitute for resistance to calling it cooking. It tasted so good that I almost spit it out the moment I put it in my mouth.

"Nah!? What are you saying! You're rude!

"It's not me being rude, it's that dish. I think you should apologize for the ingredients first."

"You said it! Because I will definitely feed you!

Fairis is angry with his face turning bright red. Until now, the atmosphere has broken down, but I prefer this one.

As I overheard her say something here, I thought it was time for the night to dawn.