After escaping the assassination cult that day, Scorpion lived as an apprentice butler at Arnen Elbe Palace.
A fake profile and identification card provided by the cult for infiltration.
Emil, a 19-year-old youth.
"Emil, can you wash the dishes?"
"understood"
Lydia, the kitchen maid, reports to Emile.
She does not know that all of the words that pass between work are false.
While washing the dishes they carry, Scorpion thinks of the sect that fled.
It is not forgiven.
It is the cult's way to make traitors compensate for death.
Definitely will come to kill with full power.
No, if it's true it's strange that you haven't come already
(Or is the cult already ruined?)
On that day, the cult's security system was breached, and its cautious peers were easily neutralized.
The scorpion's imagination, the monsters that go far above.
I don't know what the rest is, but there is plenty of potential.
(If the religion had disappeared ...)
Scorpion thinks.
(How should I live?)
Scorpion has been a member of the organization since childhood.
It was his first freedom to confuse him.
There is no order.
No punishment.
That fact confuses him badly.
Scorpion, lost in thought, drops the dish, going crazy.
The moment the dish fell to the floor, Scorpion saw everything in slow motion.
Dynamic visual acuity and reaction speed polished by medicine and training.
It is well beyond ordinary people, making it easy to pick up a dropped dish without breaking it.
However, he had an indirect view.
Lydia just entered the kitchen.
I can not see it.
So the Scorpion did not dare pick up the plate.
A round plate that cracks and cracks.
"Are you okay? Are you injured?"
Lydia rushes and says.
"It's unusual, Emile-kun breaks the plate."
"I'm sorry"
"It's good, everybody has a failure."
Lydia in bright tones.
"Any trouble?"
"e?"
"It's kind of different than usual."
I was surprised.
I can take care of my heart.
You can't be known.
I have to close my mouth.
Scorpion reflexively examines nineteen killing methods and corpse disposal methods-
"Please talk about anything. I think there are many things when you are young, because Emile looks delicate."
It was a gentle smile.
Scorpion is puzzled by the innocent smile.
You will not know how to respond.
I was so confused that I was really vocal.
"I have a little trouble"
"What are you worried about?"
"I don't know how to live"
"Young! Young, youth"
Lydia narrows her eyes.
"Okay, I love that kind of sister. I was there too. At that time."
Scorpion is surprised at unexpected words.
Well, are other people suffering from such problems?
"Did Lydia find the answer?"
"Yeah. As I was thinking, my mom was sick.
Lydia says.
"Everybody is so. After all, I can't answer and I'm just an adult. I'm an adult who doesn't think about such ridiculous things. You don't have to be able to get it out, but it's just the only thing that bothers you now. ''
Lydia's words were not well understood by the Scorpion.
Scorpions do not know about general adult thinking.
I don't know that ordinary world.
I can mimic it.
The surface can be mended.
But I don't know the essentials.
I don't know anything inside.
But there was one thing I knew.
――This person is probably a good person.
"Thank you. I'll do my best."
"Yeah, fight youth"
Lydia leaves the kitchen with the broken pieces in a bag.
The fact that it's not just me, though it may seem silly, has somewhat eased his mind.
(No, you have to get back the delay)
That was when the Scorpion tried to resume dishwashing.
-What is this sign?
A chill that freezes the spine.
Killing that is about to be crushed.
He screams that Scorpion's instinct is dangerous.
(There is something ...)
It seemed completely different from the mysterious masked knight that day.
Genuine monsters that are no longer human.
I don't know if the Scorpion will be safe if we fight.
(Do you run away)
Fortunately, the opponent is unaware of the Scorpion.
It is the assassin's specialty that hides the sign.
If you try to escape so that you can't find it, you're first confident that you will be safe.
Scorpion heading to the entrance of the hidden passage.
It was one possibility that the foot stopped.
(... Where did Lydia go then?)
I wish I was on the west side.
It's the opposite direction of the monster.
But if we headed east,
I was running when I noticed.
It must not be done.
It's impossible to take the risk and go out before someone who might lose.
Professional scorpions know that it's a silly decision.
But still--
Beyond it was a giant with a cow head.
A giant monster close to three meters swings a large ax.
The walls of the palace shatter like paperwork.
And Lydia was stuck at his feet.
Right foot is sandwiched between rubble.
I can't get out.
The monster's gaze catches her.
A monster swings a large ax.
When feared, Lydia closed her eyes--
Assassin's Ice Blade ""
Twenty-nine daggers flooded the monster's body at an unprecedented rate.
"Come, monster. I'll do it."
It's the assassin's way to get rid of it without knowing.
There is no way to fight to be deceptive and decoy.
Still, the Scorpion chooses.
I don't know why.
I know it's a stupid choice.
But I couldn't help but do so.
If I forsake her here, I feel like I'm losing something important that I can never get back.