"[Self-Definition] - [Polar Fire Magic] Get, System Cap Unlock, Set Skill Level to 99 (...). [Sword moves], [Fire magic] is reduced to Curse"
Pestle laughed so crushing.
"Phew... we're going, right? -" Flame (...) "
- Word. There was only one magic letter of fire fired by Pestle.
But...
"Become...!
The flame moves through the universe with its unlikely immense magic in it, and at the next moment, it smashes and scatters like a blast from within. Fragments of shattered shavings grew as magic letters of shavings, and shattered again - and hundreds of shavings (flames) appeared before us.
The magic letters of fire like scattered petals turn into flames simultaneously.
Huge chunks of flame enough to brighten the night sky are instantly attacking us to swallow us up as we lick through the beautifully conscious courtyard of the Sargastine Marquis with our flaming tongues!
The only way to prevent this - is that one!
I'll try to move, Mr. Luce, and I'll step forward.
I think of the letter ∃ (Illays) in my brain.
The image is then divided and multiplied like the pestle (flame) that we have just seen.
"-" Ireisnebula ""
I can see the MP getting sucked away from my body.
At the same time, countless chunks of ∃ (Illays) appeared before me, still like vortex nebula.
I unravel the chunk and unfold it with the flames that strike.
- "Ireisnebula".
With my original magic of multiplying 500 ∃ (Illays) to power, the consumption MP is a broken 5000.
Too many users are chosen at this point, but it is said that the magic erasure by ∃ (Illays) in the first place is difficult to timing and almost impossible to target in action to offset enemy magic. That's not a good idea if you're not the owner of a skill like [disconnect], but someone who's mastered [disconnect] that can only be mastered by staying exposed to high-speed attacks in a wizard. Conditionally, it seems like you can master it if you're around Jeremiah, but even just Jeremiah would be too user-friendly to have 5,000 MPs taken in one shot, albeit for defense.
Erase Magic Nebula scatters every single letter without sound when it collides with an impending mass of flames.
Every time the letters ∃ (Illays) disappear, the flames are also sharpened just for that matter.
The nebula of ∃ (Illays) devours a mass of flames and gradually devours them as they destroy themselves.
By the time all the lambs (flames) released by Pestle had disappeared, almost everything that I had unleashed had also disappeared.
"Well, do you want to prevent this...... then"
Pestle snapped as he spread his hands like an orchestra conductor.
"[Self-Definition] - [Dark Magic] Get, [Synthetic Magic] Get, Set Skill Level to 9." Dark Bite Flame "" Hellblades Serpent ""
With the words of Pestle, a dark flame erupts from the ground around Pestle.
The fierce fire of darkness, which burned high enough to rush through heaven, branched multiple times and struck like snakes at all of us, including Mother Julia on the roof.
We are forced to respond individually.
Perhaps Pestle wore a sieve off a member other than me with this.
but
"Gatling Flame!
"Ice Spear Flash!"
"Ice Break!"
Julia's mother shot down in Gatling Flame,
Alfred's father offset it with a magic trick of ice frost,
Steph smashes it using an ice magic sword.
I got a pitch-black flame on a barrier by the same [dimensional magic] that Mr. Siel used.
[Synthetic magic]? It's a magic skill I don't know, but I managed to outdo it without missing anyone.
But I don't think this is the only pestle drawer.
If I get caught up in Pestle's pace, one day there will be damage here.
We have to do something to bring the fight to this pace.
I take the rifle out of dimensional storage - the howa modification and send a bullet into the chamber with bolt action and dimensional storage.
Pestle prevented her mother's "Gatling Flame," but the same hand wouldn't prevent the bullet. The magic you imparted to the bullet should not prevent the bullet itself, even if it can be prevented by abilities such as magic fog that you were just acquiring.
I slam the bullet that granted Thunderbolt into Pestle.
With the ability of the Elemental Master to bring together the "wind" and reduce air resistance to its limits, the bullet literally moves through the universe by cutting the sky.
The speed is such that even the "Immortalist" 's Moving Vision Enhancement cannot be chased off.
- But Pestle played the bullet with a dagger removed from nowhere.
I point [the Devil's Eye of Truth] at the dagger.
"Mithrill Dagger. A dagger forged with high quality misrills as a material.
Is it just a Mithrill dagger?
It's not a trick or anything, I guess I just took it out of dimensional storage, just like Mr. Ciel.
Since there is no [paring] like Mr. Siel, Pestle would have responded to my bullet only with a [dagger technique] with a ridiculous skill level of 99.
Is this just a general purpose skill [dagger technique]?
I think it's a cheat to make, but even I don't think it's easy to guess.
While Pestle prevents my bullets, Alfred, Dad and Steph are approaching Pestle.
"- Ha!
Alfred's father strikes a sharp thrust at Pestle with the temper of tearing.
Pestle makes this easy with a misrill dagger.
He treats his father with legendary skills [magic trick] as if he were a child.
But in that gap, Steph turned to the side of the pestle,
"-" Dark Sword (Hellblade) "!
The pestle is slashed with a magic sword.
Pestle took out a misrill dagger in his other hand as well with a calm expression, and took Steph's magic sword - with his father's May Rain Poke in his other hand.
But now Pestle has his hands blocked.
Pestle puts an alert glance at me with a gun.
You do want to avoid being sniped at in this state.
But the collaboration we had prepared for this day is something else.
"O ancient flame (r.), slaughter my enemies (r.) into a white (∃) flaming spear (∃) -" Tai Gu Flaming Spear (Igneto Javelin) "!
My mother is preparing a six-character activated grand magic by poking at the gap that made me think I would shoot.
- "Taiko Flame Spear (Igneto Javelin)".
The giant spear of flame, which extends to more than three meters and consists of a white, radiant, high-temperature flame, incorporates two letters, one for both the Le (Flame) and the other for the Le (Concept), after replacing the Le (Flame) of the "Flame Lance" with the Le (Flame) of the ancient magic letters. This alone has gained dozens of times more power than the usual Flame Lance.
But that's not the only feature of this magic.
It is configured to also break the opponent's Magic Defense by planting Erase Magic ∃ (Illays) on the tip of the "Spear".
Of course, there should be a very limited number of people in this world with advanced technology such as "defense by magic," but I thought it wouldn't be strange for Kisazaki, a reincarnator just like me, to develop it independently, and I prepared it in a way that leads the way.
Most importantly, this ∃ (ILEYS) two-letter has made the control of magic extraordinarily difficult, and so far the only person who could use this magic was Mother Julia, a genius of fire attribute magic.
"Come on -!"
That's right Pestle also changes his complexion to this, and he plays his father's spear and Steph's sword and tries to fly away.
However,
"O spirits of trees! Tie my enemies!
Melvi used [Spirit Magic] to tangle Pestle's feet with a tsu stretched from the ground.
What do you care, the use of this [Spirit Magic] is also advanced.
Calling on spirits who dwell in concrete things like tree spirits is harder than calling on spirits who dwell in somewhat more abstract things like "fire" or "earth".
Only brother Chester, an elf, besides Melvi, was able to do this in the "Culebel family".
Furthermore, Melvi's appearance should not be visible in Pestle, who is a "bad person" without complaint. I don't even have the possibility of doing anything strange in [self definition], but I guess I still don't see Melvi, to observe from how he got his legs tangled up without being able to resist. Magic such as the earlier Dark Bite Flame Herblaze Serpent was also not on its way to Melvi's.
Pestle broke down his posture halfway through the flying, making it impossible to avoid the scorching spear that struck him from the roof.
"Chi...... [Self Defined], Ability Flame Resistance Acquisition, Proficiency Set to 5.... No, we're past the upper limit, set to ten."
Pestle uses [self-definition] while crossing both arms to cover the front of his face.
The Taiko Flame Spear (Igneto Javelin) collides from the front to Pestle.
In the meantime, Alfred, Dad and Steph are finishing their evacuation to a safe distance.
The whole body of the pestle was engulfed by a burning white flame.
The Flame Storm is the grand magic that "diffuses" flames extensively, while the Taiko Flame Spear (Igneto Javelin) is the grand magic that "concentrates" flames locally.
Contrary to its total firepower, the effect range of the Taiko Flame Spear (Igneto Javelin) is set narrowly to the limit.
If Flame Storm is a trump card against a large number of people, then the Taiko Flame Spear (Igneto Javelin) is arguably a trump card against individuals.
Of course, it was one of the trump cards I had set aside for a confrontation with Hiroshi Pestle.
But...
"Grrr!"
Pestle was still alive when the white flames subsided.
Hiroshi Pestle tried to withstand the explosion of super-high temperatures and super-high pressure flames beyond measure in this world's technology.
But the price never seemed cheap.
Pestle was carbiding both arms black. Clothes are also burnt out far from arms, and nearby places are burnt black.
Behind the pestle is a giant crystal trapped by Mr. Ciel, but it doesn't have a single burn mark on it, just a scrap of stripped crystal rolling at the base of the crystal.
"How dare you..."
Pestle moans at me, not my mother.
Though I didn't think it would be the people who would build it to endure the Tai Gu Flame Spear (Ignite Javelin), it would be the same if it took so much damage.
Father and Steph attack Pestle without having to signal.
Having lost both arms, Pestle takes his distance as he circles in to shield Mr. Siel's trapped crystal while overtaking this with only physical surgery.
- But Pestle has forgotten.
Or did you not know?
That the "Culebel Family" is not all of us just the Ments here.
"-" Neck fold. "
A small figure emerged suddenly from the shadow of the crystal, kneeling on his pestle shoulder and wrapping his arms around Pestle's head. The pestle carburized by both arms can't shake it off. The shadow weighed as he twisted Pestle's neck and jumped off Pestle's shoulder.
"Gohhhh......"
It was that sound (...) that leaked out of Pestle's mouth.
The shadow jumping from the pestle is pulled through two daggers from the left and right of each hips with both hands, standing unawares toward the pestle.
The figure is a dark elf girl dressed in a black coat - needless to say, Jeremiah, who was lurking with signs killed.
"... Did you do it?
Jeremiah snapped and lowered the cut of the double dagger slightly in both hands.
Jeremiah's earlier blow had definitely snapped Pestle's neck.
Pestle fell towards the ground as he spun himself on the spot.
"- Huh!? Not yet, Jeremiah!
"Zikoteigi...... Skill [Dragon Language Magic] Stoke...... Skill Level 9 Nisset.
Goaaaaaaaaa! "
Pestle suddenly yelled at Jeremiah, wondering if he had regained his posture in an unnatural and extreme motion (...).
"Ahhh!
Jeremiah was blown off the spot by a pestle raised roar.
Jeremiah's hand floating in the universe grabs the "Space Feather Grip (Space Ruler)" as it stands on the ground, but the holy sword is immediately pulled out of the ground, rolling with Jeremiah in the direction behind the crystal.
"Jeremiah!"
Jeremiah's blown up is on the opposite side of me.
Jeremiah seemed to be trying to get passive as she rolled down the ground, but the momentum was stronger than that. Jeremiah falls and lays on the other side of the courtyard in such a way as to embrace the Holy Sword.
"... [Dragon Language Magic] Is it Dragonic Roar? I didn't know people could even use that..."
When I realized, Mr. Alphesia stood before us with one hand in front of him.
A number of hexagonal translucent panels unfold before Mr. Alfecia's hands in a laid out manner without gaps.
Pestle Roar - Was "Dragonic Roar" pushing toward us as well?
"Impossible shockwaves are troublesome, but not deadly. She's safe."
Jeremiah stood up with the holy sword as a scepter, as if to prove Mr. Alphesia's words.
But its feet flutter.
Melvi, who is not seen by Pestle, flies around the perimeter of Pestle and enters Jeremiah's cover. Melvi will treat Jeremiah's injuries with [Spirit Magic].
Pestle is reversing the cockroach and turning his neck back to its original position at an angle that will never be safe. The neck of the pestle was stained with red purple with wounds and internal bleeding that had been made of a thousand cuts of skin, but the light was already returning to the eyes of the pestle.
"... you did it"
"Hih..."
I found Steph breathtaking in a pestle staring at me with great eyes.
To such an unusual sight, Alfred's father has stopped his hand, too.
"Huh."
Simultaneously with the pestle, the carburized arms of the pestle collapsed.
No, no, no.
"Are you serious..."
From the base of Pestle's shoulder, I wonder if something like a pink meat bud has grown, stretching out making a wet noise. The sprouts of meat stretched to the length of the original arm changed its color to skin tone with a slight increase in volume.
My arm regenerated.
"This world is noisy… I can't help myself if I'm dead to this extent (...)"
That's what I said with a grin that Pestle got a lot of room back.
Shit. It's worse than I imagined.
Of course I was considering the possibility that Hiroshi Pestle would have the strength to transcend the warriors and wizards of this world.
He also assumed that he would mobilize his previous life's knowledge to assemble powerful weapons and weapons.
But I didn't expect you to use a wide variety of skills abilities more than I do with [hard work].
Even if I say I can use a lot of skills, that's the result of taking the time to become proficient.
Also, for Ability, which is a natural ability, it was impossible for me, a human being, to master it in the first place.
In contrast, Pestle easily "sets" the skills and abilities he wants on the spot. This can't be a battle.
- This fight, the longer it prolongs, the more disadvantaged it becomes.
I turned my gaze to Mr. Alphesia.
If Mr. Alphesia, the original elf, could he seal off the pestle?
That's what I thought.
"Don't expect too much from me"
Mr Alfecia said so with a harsh look.
"My body is still in the stripping kingdom. I here cannot use a tenth of my original power. I will take full care of you."
So you're basically saying we're gonna have to put a piece on it?
I say to us in silence, with a mocking grin from Pestle.
"No way, was that all you had? If that's the case, it's a long way off expectation..."
If you ask me if I can do all I can, my hands are still there, but in the sense of fire power, The Taiko Flame Spear (Igneto Javelin) was one of the top trump cards.
If I can't finish it, I'll have limited means to take it.
When I was on tour, Jeremiah came in.
"Mr. Edgar! Just give me a second and give me a chance!
Looks like Jeremiah has some sort of math.
Then let's do it first.
No, you're not. If you don't help me with my intentions to end up here, all of these drawers will be revealed and you will be jilli poor.
First, I stored the Houwa modification that I had in my hand for dimensional storage, and now I produced one Ingram modification in each hand. Strengthen your powers with the "Immortalist" and you can handle sub-machine guns with a pair of pistols. Reloading can also be done using dimensional storage in my case, so even if my hands are blocked, there is no particular problem.
Ingram modification was made one by "Mr. Siel" earlier, but more than a dozen mass produced products were included in the dimensional storage combined with the ranking of "Mechanical Engineer".
"Is that it again?"
Don't reply to the pestle that tells you like you're scared, I'll pull the trigger on both hands.
Zutatata...... and 62 bullets at a time strike Pestle in the blink of an eye with the leaking sound of air.
Pestle quickly steps to the side to deflect the slant, while the irresistible bounces off with a misrilled dagger again removed from dimensional storage.
but
"- Brother!"
Almost at the same time that I skipped [reading], Pestle's shoulder exploded.
No, he was ejected by a hypersonic rifle bullet that flew in.
"Sniper...... is it!
Yes. That was the sniper Brother Chester made outside this mansion - which should be lurking on a roof somewhere in the neighborhood.
"-" High Flame Lance "!
In the pestle that stopped the movement, Mother Julia immediately shot in "Flame Lance" - "High Flame Lance" using ancient magic letters.
Pestle mists this by waving the arms of those who are safe.
From behind that pestle, now what a slash Jeremiah had.
Not the dagger, which is the original specialty - with the holy sword in your hand, Space Wing Grip (Space Ruler).
"Become!"
Pestle mocks the blow.
As it were [martial arts] leave the scene with 99 influential skillful foot judgments,
"- [Empty Walk]!
Jeremiah kicked in the sky using a skill that should have belonged to Mr. Siel, [Empty Walk], and waved the Holy Sword from almost directly above the pestle.
"Gu -!"
The Holy Sword blushes the chest of the pestle that turned itself against him, but it does not lead to fatal injury.
Pestle tries to step back and let go of the time.
But the next moment, Jeremiah, who was supposed to have let the distance go, was in front of Pestle.
"(Spread), (Seismo), (Dimension) -" Dimension Blast "!
Jeremiah's magic trick swallowed Pestle properly.
Pestle was mutilated into a mess through his abdomen, his upper and lower body finally stopped by blowing up with him alive, rolling over without even taking his reception and hitting the inner wall of the courtyard.
But Jeremiah won't stop.
Again Jeremiah appears in front of Pestle.
This is - the technology that Mr. Ciel showed me when he was fighting me, eliminating space by [dimensional magic]!
Jeremiah protruded the holy sword thoughtfully around the heart of Pestle.
but
"[Self… definition]. Get Ability Space Leap... Set Proficiency to 5"
That's how Pestle twinkles as he spits blood out of his mouth.
The next moment Pestle vanished from before Jeremiah and appeared before Mr. Siel's trapped crystal.
Pestle opened his mouth before Jeremiah ran in pursuit.
"Why... is that what you can use?
The question of Pestle was also my question.
Why can Jeremiah use the Sacred Sword?
"Mr. Ciel entrusted me..."
Jeremiah answered with a slightly overlapping spatial feather grip.
"That woman... entrusted you?
Jeremiah calls with a glimpse of the holy sword at hand (...).
"... Mr. Ciel?
'Huh... Surprised? I'm a bad girlfriend. "
The voice heard from somewhere to answer Jeremiah's call undoubtedly belonged to Mr. Siel.
The audio source is - Jeremiah's hand, the Holy Sword!
"What... to?
Rarely, Pestle leaked a genuinely confused voice.
'The real me was tricked and killed by you shortly after reincarnation. I was hit by you posing as a harmless toddler.
But you laid eyes on my power as a brave man. You switched half of yourself to me using a skill that defied the logic of the world: [self definition]. And I succeeded not only in using my power as a brave man, but also in using it to the exterior and to the social influence to get into the countries of the central plateau '
What Ms. Ciel talks about is her behavior after the reincarnation of the pestle, which has so far been riddled with mystery.
What a pestle killed Mr. Siel in a trap shortly after his reincarnation, and took over that body - no, precisely, he copied it and made it part of himself.
This would mean that Pestle had been leaping not as an apostle to the evil gods but as a brave man since shortly after his reincarnation. This doesn't even get caught up in the King's information network.
'Your defeat is that you left my consciousness behind. Indeed, you knew too much about this world to behave properly as the brave Alsherat. It must have been a necessary measure for you.
More than the real Alsherat Chambers is dead, I'm just a reflection (copy) of 'I', but still I'm me. I succeeded in transcribing (copying) myself into the Sacred Sword, the Space Wing Grip (Space Ruler), in spite of the constraints you imposed.... Although it took me five years in the end to do so '
Since the story is that the Holy Sword is an "intelligent sword," it would have also been possible to copy Mr. Siel's personality inside it.
However, Mr. Ciel said he would go away, but that was outrageous.
The constraints that Pestle imposed on Mr. Siel's copy by [self-definition] are the same as they were shown before the fight. It seems like there's no way out. I tease that and copy myself into the Holy Sword without Pestle noticing me - it's easy to say, but I don't think it's something I can do to try.
'Copy of the Alchelato, which is united with you, is placed under your control. No matter how much we found a way out, there were really only a few things we could do.
Except for the story of "Copy of Alshellat's Copy", which was copied into the "Space Wing Grip (Space Ruler)". As long as the Space Wing Grip (Space Ruler) is in the hands of a qualified person, I will be clear and free. "
Speaking of which - Mr. Siel said something meaningful one day.
He put his hand on the holy sword and snapped, "You have different qualities" and answered his own question shortly afterwards. At that time, Mr. Ciel may have been searching for someone who could entrust the "Space Feather Grip (Space Ruler)" by sewing a gap between pestle placed constraints.
Plus, I guess the fact that he was whispering something to Jeremiah after the incident in the theater has something to do with what's happening now. In the end, Jeremiah was distracted to hear what Mr. Siel had told me...
"Me - The power and experience of Alsherat Chambers is shared (linked) with Jeremiah through the Holy Sword" Space Wing Grip (Space Ruler) ". Nevertheless, Jeremiah was the owner of a surprisingly faint status.
Whatever it is, Jeremiah's local power is complemented by my strength as a brave man and the power of Space Wing Grip (Space Ruler). No longer are you (...), not my enemy '
So when Mr. Ciel (voice of) separated the words, he said, making a build-up to breathe in softly.
'I don't know if I'm a reincarnator... but I don't even name Dada a brave man. Don't you dare lick this world!
The flame-colored air in the courtyard shook billowing at Mr. Ciel's sip.
No, it wasn't just the air that shook.
My - our hearts were shaking, too.
The cry of the souls of the brave men who continued to fight lonely without losing hope, even after breaking into despicable traps, rocked the hearts of all of us violently.
In a quiet courtyard, Jeremiah slowly waves up the Holy Sword.
Beneath that blade is Hiroshi Pestle - a reborn apostle of evil gods.
Pestle looked frightened, but eventually a grin appeared drawn to its face.
"Kufu...... eh. Not so far...... no, you're not. I was underestimating this world... special beings like the brave ones and the original elves... that's what I think."
Pestle loses his lower body, leaving a big hole in his chest, so crushed with an awesome look.
While talking, the pestle chest hole was gradually filling. An example granulation also grows from underneath the belly, which is made into two parts.
Pestle eyes were not dead yet.
But.
"But - to this extent, I don't know yet..."
A blade suddenly grew from the mouth of a pestle that almost said something invincibly.
No - no. Behind the pestle, a thin, sharp dagger was piercing through the oral cavity from the medulla oblongata.
"Gah..."
It wasn't even a scream that leaked out of Pestle's mouth.
"Become...!
I had no idea what was going on in front of me.
This attack is not my plan. It wasn't me, Jeremiah, Alfred, Dad, Julia, Mother, Stef, Melvi, or Mr. Alphesia who unleashed the blow that pierced Pestle from the back of his head.
Then...... who!?
"Gah... Gah..."
Pestle was peeling his eyes white and making a sound of air leaking out of his mouth.
I got my medulla prolonged, and if I think about it normally, I'll die instantly.
But this is Marquecto, and Pestle should probably be defining his HP as he pleases. I guess I'm trying to bring myself closer to immortality by some other definition, to observe from the fact that my burnt arm grew or I was fine with having my neck broken.
So hard to live.
No, the other way around. The blow almost sharpened HP, which should have been a huge number due to [self-definition].
Pestle's eyes move slightly and his gaze turns behind his back.
Something in the hollow was stripped away by a moist pestle.
stripped away it looked like a crude cloth but... where the hell did it come from?
And in that clothed space,
"-No, that's not all you were underestimating"
Senior Miriam (...), with the dagger in his hand, said so with an emotional disappearing look.
"Mi, Senior Miglia!?"
Yes. It was Senior Miriam (...) who was supposed to have been killed (...) there.
I accidentally look for Senior Miriam's body. Of the burning Sargastine Marquis' mansion, the body of Senior Miriam was still visible inside the office where he had been earlier.
Nonetheless - I have Senior Miglia in front of me.
With the body of a senior in the office and a senior in front of him who suddenly appeared.
It would mean that there were two seniors Miriam (...).
"I guess area (...) was indeed a cleaver (ripper)...... still I will not forgive you for killing my sister (...)"
Senior Miglia spinning the dagger pattern and taking the medulla oblongata, she pulled the dagger out of the medulla oblongata and pierced it relentlessly into the heart of Pestle. Senior Miglia further twists the dagger penetrated from her dorsal side, destroying her heart perfectly, as does the medulla oblongata.
Well, Senior Miriam has [Body Clairvoyance]. It can't be as accurate as poking a steeple.
But what about Pestle's HP...?
I turned [the Devil's Eye of Truth] to the dagger that Senior Miriam had in his hand.
"Absolute amputation dagger: amputating the body in disregard of the subject's HP.
And the cloth that fell to the ground.
Bolero the Hidden: Block any signs of the wearer. Severe physical movements may reveal signs.
Clearly, I'm confused, too, but the dagger that Senior Miglia had in her hand and the bolero she was wearing were probably what the Ripper (Ripper) was using.
"Edgar, your battle was hidden and watched. I also know about your abilities. You were free to rewrite your status, weren't you? I have no power to fight. But with this dagger that the area had, it doesn't matter how high HP is, does it?
Pestle no longer replies.
Pestle was stiff with a peeling expression.
No - Probably, Pestle was already dead.
I didn't know what to look like at the very end of my adversary.
"[Self-Definition], was it - you don't know what definition you're giving. Remember, I'll kill you."
Senior Miriam still doesn't get out of hand.
Seniors don't get out of hand at visiting visits. Any weak illness, minor injury can be life-saving depending on the subsequent course.
Now vice versa, there is no such thing as putting too much mindfulness in it to definitely kill the pestle hunter who doesn't know what [self-definition] he is doing.
Senior Miglia protrudes the medulla oblongata, the heart followed by a dagger to the skull, destroying the brain with care.
No matter how much you messed with your status, it wouldn't make a difference that your brain is the seat of your spirit and soul. The personality of Hiroshi Pestle should have been completely destroyed by this.
There was a far too modest end to the killer who kept killing people until he crossed the world.
- It's an area feud.
Senior Miriam's crush sounded pounding on the quiet battlefield.