This is Las Boss, Demon King, "Church" in front of Castle.

"Excuse me for being late at night"

He unlocked a round cut through the windowpane from the veranda side with special equipment, and smartly broke into the upstairs room of the mansion.

Of course, all alarm system junctions have been disabled. Using information extracted via Pi, where and what was set up, the same trick was done that was seeded.

Dive sully through the window into the room.

On a brilliant covered bed, a fat old man in a cap on a nightgown was in big letters. Dressed in donations and luxuriously trivial, you can see very well one bedroom colored with luxurious conditioning.

For her age, she also had firmness in her skin and fewer wrinkles on her face. I can't feel the majesty of having carved the right annual wheel, and it looks like I've lived without knowing the hard work.

According to the research, the man's origins were the property of a large merchant, and his current position was bought with gold, etc., although rumors may be true.

More importantly, it is enough to order the assassination of the brother of the political enemy (John). A wretched beast who has been distracted from touring the number of martial arts and has forgotten to thank and pray to God.

Giving eternal sleep as it is deserves retaliation against those who aim for their lives.

But I want you to wait. The pain of death is for a moment. Besides, if you're asleep, it's possible you won't even notice.

It is easy to give back with life. But that's where it all ends.

Will that help you change your mind? No, I can't. There's no way I can.

I couldn't be ruthless enough to imitate the opportunity for reflection.

And it is only in hell that there are living witnesses that fear continues to propagate.

Make the world complain from this man's mouth that such a tragedy will never happen again.

That is arguably the true peaceful solution.

I fastened the sleeping man's limbs to the bed and let his chest fall apart.

I just snore with Gu Gu Gu, and the man doesn't even realize he's preparing for the feast that's about to begin.

"Well, let's just say we start"

I turn the handle of the brushed water wheel while keeping the snake asleep.

A snake's head hit Vitambitan and the man's left nipple.

"Hmm...... fah!? Hey, what's up..."

When I stop my hand turning the handle, I quickly let my mouth shackle (ball gag) bite and glance into the man's face.

('· ω ·') The man gave a look of war in his crushed eyes.

"Ngo! Whoa, whoa, whoa!

"Even with the jitters, the rough rope with its hands and feet tied in just eats in tighter and makes it extra painful, doesn't it?

"Ngufu!

"It's an honor to meet you. Nice to meet you, a shadowy priest, Destroyer."

Wearing a dark brawl (well), a sneaky messenger of chaos and destruction - ('· ω ·')

Tears in a man's eyes. The pleading eyes were frightened by fear. But it doesn't matter. I let him wear a nose hook.

From the ugly and warped pork nose, every breath leaks.

"Though you are a great cleric, you have unleashed an assassin by some mistake on a brilliant, promising young man who likens you."

"Ngugugu!

The man shook his head left and right.

"I will use this Viper Waterwheel so that we can talk slowly from now on. Rest assured, we will remove the shackles immediately."

I used awakening magic on dormant snakes.

Kisher! And each snake, like Yamatano Orochi, brings a sickle and twirls.

"Ngi! Ok!

"It's a viper that dies in five seconds when it bites. If you are also a high priest, you will be good at detoxifying magic. I'm going to spin this water wheel now and let it bite about you... or the other one has eaten up."

Cuts rose on the man's cheek as he cleaved a leather belt that was fixing the shackles of his mouth with elementary wind blade magic.

"Whoa, excuse me. I'm a little powered. Now, use the antidote magic."

Before I was told, the Grand Cleric of Number 2 applied the detoxification.

"Then let's bite the next snake"

"Yes, what exactly is the purpose...... Hii no!

The snake stuck a poisonous fang around the man's left nipple at the pinpoint.

I told him as I counted the folds and counted five, four, three.

"I confess your sins and give you this opportunity to forgive."

Men use antidote magic against snake venom. and immediately to the next snake.

It's delightful that if you turn the steering wheel, it turns the poison too... and I'm using it myself, it's a heartbreaking and terrible tool.

"Don't do what you do... uhhhh!

"I have a loud voice. That and magical powers are recommended to be kept warm. It's a long night."

Turn the handle and a new snake bit and forced the man to do the detoxification magic.

"Ki, you... you think you can do this for free!? I am not alone in the anti-pope! Someone's bound to drag you and that abuzzle down and sink that face into the sludge."

"If it were three other high priests I had consigned with you, the persuasion would be over by now. As an object decorating the cathedral, tomorrow morning it will entertain the eyes of priests and believers"

"What... and..."

The man's face blues. It never seems to be all about the effect of snake poison.

I stopped my hand turning the steering wheel and pressed. ('· ω ·')

"You can promise me that you will officially withdraw the assassination directive."

"And I don't know. I don't know."

"I must keep spinning this waterwheel until you promise"

The next snake, the man screamed ugly.

"Oh, my God! Somebody! Anyone out there?!?

"Gentlemen, you seem to be sleeping well tonight"

All guards who are likely to rush have passed out with my knife.

"Ku, I'll fire you! No, make it a liability issue and we'll all be sentenced to a maximum sentence...... GUAH!

"That's what I'm talking about."

Every time a man says something, he injects an extract that causes a new viper to die, and the man is full of hands to detoxify it.

I sweat, and breathe rough. I've been playing something.

"Then wash up and talk to me. Without covering it up. Because lying doesn't help."

Increasing the speed of rotation of the water wheel kept the snake from biting one after the other, and various toxins eroded the man's body.

"Wait, wait! Magic power... when antidote magic is no longer available... wow, I..."

"You have nothing to be afraid of. The kingdom of heaven is approaching right next to you."

"No, no, no, no, no! I don't want to die. Okay, okay! Please! I'll do anything! How much do I want? I can't give you any more! Please! Please help me! If you want to apologize, I apologize as many times as I can! You're right!

Doesn't this make me more of a bad guy? even (haha). It is out of heart.

Without a doubt, I was the one who was targeted for my life by the power of the papal administration, and I had to adopt these methods in order to solve the misunderstandings.

It's me who's the overwhelming victim.

There's nothing like being targeted by a horrible assassin and beaten to death by that father compared to the pain he kept beating up.

I would also like to sue you for not doing these things in a hobby.

After the magical power of the Grand Cleric of Number 2 was exhausted, when I detoxified at 4.99 seconds while doing a second reading of death here, the man began to talk about anything as if he had already cut the weir (seiki).

As long as the words make sense, so can the minds.

Oh, humans are great.

My confidence turned to certainty this evening.

Ultimately, I blew bubbles out of my mouth and stripped my white eyes, so it is not heartfelt that this wonderful time for dialogue did not last as long as five minutes.

When we untied the stunned man, we jumped together in metamorphosis magic to Grand Saint Mae, and I combined with the three men who had convinced me earlier to hang number two upside down in the diocese and with rope.

The number 2345 is spectacular.

A red rough rope tangled his whole body like a spider's yarn, and even a little sign of art (art) was felt.

In addition, documents and documents accusing them of fraudulent evidence were also available. Serve gently.

Finally, a standing sign shall be installed.

“We are perverted mazo pigs who love to play like this. I'm sorry to be a high priest. I'm sorry I was born.”

All four, without leaking, the left milk wheel became plumply hypertrophic with the toxin of the snake… It was by their own shame that they confessed their sins that the holy marks rose in their breasts as if they had flowered all together.

In the heart of the cathedral, I gently and quietly cut the cross, looking up at the four priests (objects) shaking like pendulums, praying that their confessions of sin would reach God.

The next morning...

The appearance of the four main anti-pope clerics penitentiary was witnessed by many clerics and faithful who visited the Cathedral in their morning prayers.

What happened to the four protected men, holding their mouths together, the truth is in darkness.

but it is as such that the Pontifical Agency enters into the verification of evidence of their sins.

Their loss will be inevitable.

In addition, the assassination directive to a cleric who had been sent out confidentially from number 2 was completely withdrawn as a mistake due to a mistake in the order system. All responsibilities in the form of number 2.

With regard to these cases, Pope John said, "It hurts a lot, but people can do it over and over again by acknowledging their own mistakes. Nevertheless, strict justice will be handed down for the crimes committed," he leaves a comment.

Maybe the opposition instigated by John broke out.

Although there is no denying the possibility that he dashed me to sweep them away, it was visible that he would be ripped off under the Pope's Holiness, "I'm scared by chance, Sai Kun," even as he made sure of it directly to himself.

Come on, brother, can't you leave, that sister of yours?