Legend

As soon as I opened the door, it even smelled like stimulating the rays' sense of smell.

Some of that smell, which is similar to the smell coming from the room where the magic plants were grown earlier, is mixed with things like the smell of blood.

And there are some barns in the room.

That was enough to make those who saw what a place this was.

"Huh!?

Nact naturally went inside first.

I was in a hurry to see if there was anyone in the room... or more precisely Teevia, but there was no Teevia in the room, happy or unhappy.

No, on the contrary, there was no one in the barn.

I guess Nact was relieved of this, too. Exhaling in a small, reassuring breath, he checks inside the cabin again to see if there are any clues at all.

"I still smell blood, but this doesn't feel like fresh blood that's been shed recently. It's probably the smell of blood stained inside this house over the years."

Ray groans uncomfortably at the identity of that smell, which he sniffs away with a sharper sense of smell than a person.

"I mean, I guess we've been doing this for a long time now at the Marchelle family.... Is it the Holy Light religion that has gotten its tail grabbed like this one...?

"Probably."

Nact returns his consent to the question that came out of Vihera's mouth.

It was not so long ago that the Holy Light revealed itself to Egzil and began preaching. This has happened in the last few years.

But the smell of blood drifting from the inside of the chamber... or the smell of death that you can call it, is not like staining it in those years.

"But how did you procure people until Holy Light came along?

Vihera asking casually, but her beautiful face is praised by disgust.

Vihera prefers to fight, but that's taking risks myself. Unilaterally hurting an irresistible opponent was contrary to the aesthetics of the Battle of Vihela.

"Probably slaves, prisoners, stuff like that. I've heard rumors before that prisoners have disappeared at some point..."

"I see. If you're the head of the Marchelle family, it's a trick to sneak out prisoners."

To Nact's words, this one also groans with an unpleasant frown.

I don't remember hesitating to torture them if I have to, Ray, but still it's not pleasant to watch this sight.

"Anyway, I can't help being here any longer than I have no clue. Next room."

Everyone nodded that there was no objection to the words, and shut the door and put their hands on the door of the next room.

When I opened the next door, I came into Nact's sight with a bunch of distorted tools that at first glance I didn't know what to use for.

However, if you smell the strong smell of iron rust staining the room so much that most of the tools present there have blades on them that they cannot be compared to the previous chamber, you will not have to think about what kind of place this is.

"Torture room?... you have a good hobby"

Nact whining as he pushes his emotions to death.

Or I'd rather yell at Teevia than think she might have been tortured here too, but there's no way she could do that in an infiltrating place.

Turn your gaze to Chirali and the Vihelas and Rays behind you, but close the door when you see nothing in particular.

It opens one door after another that way, but most of its doors are like barns, torture rooms, or growing some kind of warehouse or plant, and there is no evidence at all of those caught starting with the teevia they are looking for, or of any connection with the unusual species, or any evidence of connection with Holy Light.

If we went through one room at a time in more detail, or maybe some evidence came up. However, the number of doors had to be checked more quickly than ever before.

And...

"Except this is the last door."

Reaching for the door as Nact shrugged.

What we came into was a single passage. I've been checking over 10 rooms lined up on either side of it, and the last door left.

If we pulled through the doors that existed at the end of the aisle, the last one now in front of us was the door.

The tension is already diminishing.

Even Nact, I think it's probably the doors that are at the end of the line that have Teevia, but there have been a number of storehouses so far. There is no denying the possibility that Teevia is caught there more than that exists.

"... I'll open it"

May this be the place where Teevia is being caught. When I opened the door thinking inside like that, what existed there was the same innkeeper I had seen many times before.

However, there is one different place.

There was a strong smell of blood coming from the room.

I've smelled it before, not the smell of blood over time. The smell of blood that has just been shed.

"Teevia!?

Fresh blood shed here. In other words, it is the blood shed by someone who was caught until recently, and then it is likely that it is naturally Teevia.

Nact headed early enough to the deepest chamber, but only traces of blood remained in the chamber, and there was no sign of Teevia, the searcher.

"The blood... hasn't dried yet. Then you were definitely here until just now. I don't know if that's Tivia."

He bites his back teeth tight and squeals to hold himself down.

I guess it's something different about this neighborhood than Esetus, which is directly linked to emotions and behavior.

Hands gently on such a nact's shoulder, Ray opens his mouth.

"Don't worry...... but if you were still here, there's only one way ahead, even if it was being moved somewhere"

Unless the Rays came down to the basement and were taken to someone connected to the other side of the Co shape that was across the street, beyond all the doors I've checked, there's no mistake in being beyond the last one.

And if they bother grabbing me and telling me to take the person I was trapping underground to the ground, I'd have to lean my neck as Ray.

"Right. It might piss me off when I rescue Teevia for just being so ugly, and it might take too long to rescue her before then."

Nact nodding and getting up to inspire himself.

Its eyes were filled with the same sharp light as a few seconds ago, but it also emits a calm atmosphere.

"Nact should also go to his last place of pleasure where he has settled down. It's gonna be fun, isn't it?

I guess I'm waiting for a fight. Vihera smiles luminously at the entrance to the chamber and turns her gaze towards the last remaining door, telling her so.

Everyone nodded at the words, walked out of the room where the chamber was... and hung his hand on the last door, and opened it.

The first thing that came into my eyes was the magic formation painted on the ground. In the center of it is put to bed one woman who is losing her mind.

I didn't have to tell you who that woman was without one arm.

"Teevia!"

It was a shouting nact, but Ray reflexively stops that shoulder.

Because the moment Nact took one step, he heard some kind of wind cut.

Ray, who actually crossed the blades, knew what kind of person that existence was without signs or killing.

Then, a long sword with about 1 m of body passes in front of Nact.

If Ray hadn't stopped, the first attack would undoubtedly have severed his body forward and backward.

"Ale or hazcita?

The doll, which lands on the ground in a tonne of light condition, flips on the spot and waves the long sword he had.

The doll is about 30cm in size, but the long sword is about 1m in size.

Still, it shows how different the doll is around wielding it without any problems.

Patchy, patchy.

At that moment when consciousness was directed at a doll with a long sword, the sound of misplaced applause echoed in the room.

Rays gazing toward those who made noise while alerting the doll saw a man with about 20 robes coming out of the door just opposite the magic formation.

He's in his 20s on the outside, a man with green hair stretched to his shoulder.

The face is neat and may even look like a woman at first glance.

He's wearing leather armor made of some kind of monster leather, with a sheath of swords on his left hip.

as if to envelop them. It weaves black capes.

It emits a presence as if it overwhelms the surroundings, even a kind of charisma.

"No, no, you didn't think we'd get this far....... hmm? He doesn't look like a princess.

I told him that with a look that could even be described as gloomy, and eventually nodded as I was convinced.

"Oh, I see. Surely there is no greater name for you than to deal with the Marstells. [M] I know you tried to pull out the Silva family to get it... but that might have been a bit of a failure."

"... what?

Unexpectedly inquires into the profound words out of a man's mouth, Ray.

Even so, he decides that this size would be fine and removes the death size from the mysteries.

"Hmm? Is that the item box? It's certainly not a magic item that seems convenient. What do you think? If you're here to surrender and give me that item box, you can miss it here."

"Don't lose your bullshit. What does the word mean now more than that?

"Of now? Oh, the Silva family. Now, do you think I'm going out of my way to talk about information that's in your interest here? than that... you better worry about yourselves"

A man pulls a rapier out of his hips sheath and smiles small.

But Ray opens his mouth to such a man with a mocking grin back.

"Worried? Am I like you?

"... I see. Surely if me and you fight, there will be no chance of my winning. Honestly, having all that strength at a young age like you is amazing.... Could you actually be an undead like a vampire?

"Hate and I'm usually walking in the sun."

"There's a species in the undead that's fine with sunlight, isn't that it?

Hold the rapier with your right hand and shake gently as you let yourself in the air, the man tells you.

"Heh, you know something.... By the way, you're very motivated for understanding your strengths and saying you can't beat me?

"What, I certainly can't beat you. Let's admit it."

"Are you willing to take me hostage?

I tell him that as I turn my gaze toward Teevia, who is falling inside the magic formation, but the man shakes his head small and sideways.

"Unfortunately, that's not allowed. In the first place, I don't know what would happen if I got my hands on the detour more than I got into the heart of that magic formation.... and even if it were possible, hostages wouldn't work for you, would they?

"Saana."

To the man's decisive words, Ray returns without changing his expression.

"And even if you don't have hostages, if you're defensive, you don't have to lose."

When the man told, the 20 shadows that were behind it came forward.

They all wore robes, and about a few of them could see that they were women in the lower half of their faces peeking from the slightly floating line of bodies and from under their hood.

Each holds a weapon in his hand, such as a sword, spear, dagger, or axe, which keeps him out of the way of the battle between the man and Ray, but reduces his distance towards Vihera and Nakt and the others.

In number, three and twenty people, Vihela, Nakt and Büne, but one of them opens his mouth so that he feels no threat whatsoever.

"As far as I'm concerned, I wanted to try and fight that colored guy over there... he seems obsessed with Ray over there, maybe I'll just be patient over here. Fortunately, this one seems to have some arms."

I groaned with the look on my face that it was a shame, but at the next moment I still had a laugh in my mouth at Vihera remembering the hunch of the struggle.

Magic passes through the armor and toenail, nails form from the armor, and blades form from the heel of the toenail.

"Mmm."

Büne also places several needles between his right fingers, with a dagger in his left hand.

"Honestly, I'm a bandit and I'm not that good at fighting... I'm not abandoning Tibia here."

Nact holds a dagger in both hands and squeals with his gaze at the party members who are fainting in the center of the magic formation behind him because the robes are approaching.

"Oioi, koch wasretemoratte hakomarunda kedna"

And the voice of a doll that Nact had earlier succeeded in dodging a single hair attack.

Where he emerged from, a doll with a long sword standing there following a doll over 30 behind him.

Moreover, there were even bear dolls with such a body that they exceeded 2 m among the dolls that could follow behind them.

"Well, it looks like we've got all the actors, and we should get started."

A man who gently waves Rapier aside and tells him.

To such a man, Ray opens his mouth with a death-size in place.

"Before that... you seem to know my name, but I don't know yours. Why don't we just introduce ourselves?

A man with an expression such as being poked at the intention opens his mouth with a small grin at the next moment.

"Right. I can't talk about the details exactly, but should I introduce myself? Oliqueur. That's my name."

"Don't you have a affiliation or something like that?

Exchange words as we peek into each other's gaps.

Contrary to the content of the conversation, tension grows around…

"Exactly, not that much of a favorite...... nah!

Stuffing the distance from Ray in one leg with that word, the oliqueur protrudes Rapier.