Sanzen no Souru Supina

"What is this place...?"

After chasing Kirsch and Esther through the big door, Ashley was stunned by the spectacular sight that appeared in front of her.

What can I say about that?

Through the corridor behind the door, it was like a circular arena was a temporary facility.

Ashley and the others will be just around the middle of it.

Kirsch and Esther stopped on the long staircase leading downstairs and gazed at the sight.

There are many thick beams in the sky from which steel pulleys and chains and hooks hang as if they were a broken beast intestine.

No, some of them actually hang bundles of processed meat, intestinal stuffing, and even giant dried fish.

It is a brilliantly processed and preserved ingredient of just brilliant quality.

But of course, Ashley knew it wasn't the original use of the device.

The real use of this huge hook is to (...) process the victims into food (...).

Ashley understood correctly what was meant by the long corridors leading to the facility and the treacherous nude statues engraved on the ceiling.

"You can't both go away."

While being overwhelmed by an extraordinary sight, she grips the girls' hands and secures them.

However, the true knight girls didn't even realize that Ashley had taken their hands, slowly closing and opening their eyelids as they dreamed.

He sticks his nose out like a hound with a tall nose and smells the smell of the world in this circular arena.

"Kirsch? Esther?"

"Knight... don't you feel it?This scent... no good... my head is melting. "

"The good smell... feels like numbness.My head is blurring. "

The tone between the two feels that Ashlet is a trifle.

Take a short breath and find out who the atmospheric scent is.

Indeed, there is an unspeakable fragrance.

It is not a sweet scent of fruit from flowers or women.

This is a more violent smell that acts on old human places.

In other words, to appetite, and also to flesh.

The magical smell of flesh, organs, fat and spice.

The smell that irritates and evokes human beasts (...).

The scent that made the two girls look terrible made Ashley feel as if her whole body was full of hair.

Keep an eye out for every corner of the facility that opens into a circular arena.

Ashley saw a huge shadow sitting on the opposite side of the facility in the middle.

"Oh, I can't believe you're still flat by smelling my gravy... these customers seem pretty interesting."

I heard a voice shaking heaven and earth.

In fact, chains and hooks hanging from the ceiling shake and play music.

It's like military ease.

"Gravy...? Who is it, Omae?!"

Ashley raised his voice and questioned the existence of the opposite bank.

To whom the human knight answered, "The huge shadow is bafofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofo

"No wonder you didn't know my name.What a drunk they are.Bafofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofo

Bafofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofo

And I changed my tone in an attempt to laugh.

"My line is what I am, kid.I'm the one who named her first. "

Ashley hesitated for a moment to speak from the shadows.

To teach a name is to cast a curse on the opponent, which is what Elma taught me: the Princess of the Earthspider.

Be careful, don't give them your real name all of a sudden.

Elma was so careful with Ashley.

Because there are many of the demon clans who are good at attacking with the magical powers that catalyze it.

However, the pressure felt from the presence on the opposite shore was not of that kind.

More violent, overwhelming, physical… it feels as vibrant as the pressure of any kind against the king protrudes into the skin.

Don't let such opponents swallow you with energy.

When Ashley corrected her spine, she told her real name in a clearer voice than before.

"My name is Ashley. Ashledau Barrage! Who is Omae?!"

Ashley's voice echoed around the circular arena and stayed long.

The shadow of the opposite shore was as if it was clear to the finish until the last shard of the reverberation disappeared.

Then, when the remnants of my voice completely disappeared, I heard a moaning voice that reminded me of that thunderbolt.

"BafofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofoOriginally, you would not even be allowed to step into this hall of food in my sanctuary, the Feast Pit, but today is special. "

It will be a waste of time.

The shadow snapped and snapped, laughing arrogantly.

So what happened?

A group of chains and hooks that distracted your eyes by reminding you of the theater's notebook, would you say, "Curacularly," and retreat to the left and right.

That opens the world.

The air in the circular arena was probably smoking in that monstrous smell that fascinated the true knight girls (...), but it wasn't enough to alienate them.

Ashley saw a giant throne ahead of her gaze, where she saw a mighty presence sitting side-by-side.

What should I say about that?

Perhaps his body will approach two metels, or three metels.

The skin is red and bronze.

The forged flesh was covered with a thick layer of fat.

The face looks like the legendary Magic Pig.

Long-lasting nose and tongue.

From its root, two pairs of long, thick teeth, curved like the tip of a moon knife, project out like piles.

Around his body, he's stopping the chain like a jewelry.

They are held by snaps that wear meat and sew directly onto their bodies.

What is even more terrifying is that even though the crown with the horrible cruel shape of the head is made by collecting cutlery, the yellow eyes that are visibly dirty in the indented orbit beneath it are not letting rotten endless desire roll ─ ─ ─.

"Pig demon (oak)... monarch (road)? No, I'm not..."

Ashley moaned, and he laughed again.

"Bafofofofofofofofofo. Pig demon (oak)? Did you say pig demon (oak)?I heard your nostalgic name.Yes, there was a time when I was a pig demon. "

However, the alien man distorted the corner of his mouth.

Is that an expression of an invincible smile?

Ashley also forgot to spray the cold sweat that would fall, and grabbed the hands of the two girls.

Because... somehow, they were trying to shake off Ashley's restraint and rush to the very dangerous place where he was releasing the heavy pressure.

"Have you ever been a pig demon?Is race something you can do, stop, or do? "

While asking, Ashley was still struggling with his own answers.

Bafofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofofo

"I'm sure it depends on his metrics and obsession.But I got there.It finally came to fruition... fused with the very concept of deliciousness... reborn as a gourmet nationalization. "

"The concept of deliciousness? It's reborn..."

Anyway...

Ashley finally gained the confidence of a strange man who answered confidently.

"I can't believe the Omae... Lord of the Closed Corridor: Overload"

Is that so?

In Ashley's words, which resembled moaning, the man who sat on the throne in noble dress turned his throat and laughed and nodded as he looked up to heaven.

"Well, well, well, Ashley Dow."

You!

Reflexively, Ashley tried to pull out the knife.

But the hand is empty.

Yes, the Small Sword is a holy shield: Blanwell left it behind to dive through the door.

Pull out the handax and dagger in a hurry and hold them in both hands.

"Huh? You're not going to fight me?Fufu, what a barbarian. The concept of human struggle is childish and barbaric.But if you're going to challenge me, I won't refuse.That's what I am. "

Ashley's determination was distracted, and then the man laughed at the equipment.

"But when I got here, I thought they were all armed with the famous Focus, but what a poor weapon.Stop it, stop it, it won't reach my flesh with such a blade.This beautiful layer of white fat is holding you back, and it's over. "

Ashley would have screamed back if he hadn't tried.

But the situation is different now.

Kirsch and Esther, we had to get the two girls back safely.

"Gouldberg Schweinstein"

"What, in the back?"

"Gouldberg Schweinstein, my name."

Suddenly, the strange man gave his name to Ashley in his posture.

"Gould Belt"

"Gould is the closest thing, but in this feast pit, it's polite to call it the master."

All right, kid.

The man who unilaterally shouted at Ashley, who had not yet resolved the fighting situation, and claimed to be the master (Maestro), laughed again.

"What's... crazy?"

"I'm not laughing out of my mind.Don't you see? "

The man finally turned around to question Ashley.

"I'm trembling with joy now.What makes me laugh, it's just one emotion.In other words, happiness! "

Bafooooooooooo, Gouldberg declared shaking the atmosphere.

Grasp the Throne's handrail with a shattering force, and stand up slowly.

There was a huge hook in his hand with his command wand twisted.

How many medals are decorated with a hanging armor... an apron?!

"Welcome, customer, or challenger?In any case, the Omae will never get out of here.Unless you show me a complete gastronomy, or you combine it with the concept of gastronomy yourself. "

"What?!"

Ashley could only shake herself in the declaration of flying upwards and upwards at the right angle of anticipation.