Tilea’s Worries

Damn, I can't work out my magic.

What countermeasure... is it even tense in the magic sealed junction?

It was sweet.

Somehow, we have to do something. If you can't work out your magic, you need to get out of this room.

I just don't have this room window. There is only one exit. Its only exit is also tightly closed by a padlock.

What am I supposed to do?

I can't get my head around my anxiety and back well. Move your gaze around without meaning. I can't stop sweating cold. I realize I'm acting strange myself.

Calm down, let's calm down.

In a hurry, it's what they think it is.

The middle-aged man, called Evines, laughs delightfully at how I look like that.

Come on, now's the time to laugh. If I can get reinforcements (Ortizio) somehow, they'll be over here. Ortizio or Mr. Gill would crack it down quickly.

Think.

The exit key is held by this man in front of you. I'll get out of here and take the keys from him.

Ebeans......

The year looks mid forty. Her eyes are thin and her body shape is normal. It is a typical middle-aged man. At first glance, he looks like a good uncle with a soft look on his face. But that's the torture officer that Elizabeth appointed. He's not such a sweet guy.

Evines, after a glimpse of laughter, grabbed closer. And he came up to me and offered me his hand.

You want me to shake your hand?

What the hell is he thinking? There's so much for the nagging.

I'm a prisoner, and this guy's an interrogator. Nothing more or less. Even though it's normal for me to yell and scatter.

Unusual. There are white boned bodies everywhere, how can you smile like that in this situation? Why are you treating me so friendly?

I ignore the hand offered and stare at Evines.

"Oh, come on. Ignore me. It's going to be short and long. As a person, greeting is fundamental."

"Wow, what are you gonna do to me?

"Hmm? You still don't understand your current situation? It's torture, torture. You know that."

Evans opens his mouth naturally.

And when I grab my chest barn, I roll it cleverly.

Oops!

hitting the ground occasionally, and looking at the pain,

"Hey, hey! What are you doing!

Eveens grabs the hem of my skirt and breaks it in shock. Raw feet become dew. Evines grabs my leg and puts a line at equal intervals with a pen he took out of somewhere.

"Hi-no, no, no, no, what the hell!

"Don't know? I'm going to chop you to pieces. I'm fine. Every inch if an inch. I don't feel comfortable if I deviate."

I don't know what you're talking about.

I don't even want to know.

I don't want to understand. Scary, scary.

That's...

"Ri, a late sentence?

"Oh, you're right. Exactly. I'm a student at the School of Magic. That's intelligent. Yes, the execution that began in the ancient Kang dynasty. I'll scrape some meat off your toes."

"Hey, hey, oh! Let go, no, no, no, no!

The hairy one.

Scary, scary.

The teeth beep and sound. I can't stop trembling.

I could imagine what would happen to me after this.

Blurring his hands and feet, he bursts, but Ebbins doesn't let him get away with it.

Ha, ha, ha, what a power!

I'm not even scared. It is not appropriate to use force.

"Ha, you're not rambling. Right. You'd be scared if you knew. You know more than that? Ling Late Sentence is also called Lyochi Sentence because the Empress Lyochi preferred to carry it out at the time. This is mame knowledge."

Lyochi appears in the world's five greatest evil girls' traditions. Famous for being a brutal outrageous queen. When I heard about it in history class, it was a war.

Does the same thing happen to me?

In the administration of Empress Lyochi, hundreds or millions of people were supposedly sacrificed. Even innocent citizens do. The end of a prisoner or spy, needless to say. to that lesser place of work. Thereafter, amongst the Hordes, this sentence was decided to be abolished as "atrocious". It may be said that it has inspired us to make minimum decisions against the interrogation of prisoners and spies.

Nowadays, some arrangements are set by law for interrogation.

It has not yet been set for civilians or slaves, but it is forbidden to interrogate too many nobles.

Yes, a late sentence is a retrograde barbarity!

"Ha, ha, ha. Excessive torture is forbidden under Kingdom law."

"Pfft, cum, hahahahahahahaha!! Kingdom law? Kingdom law? How far are you, my lady? Whoa, whoa, don't make me laugh too much. Hahaha, my stomach hurts. Oh, my God. Come on, hahaha. Kingdom law, you say that in a gag? Whoa, I laughed. You have taste."

Evines laughs as she holds her belly, but takes a black notebook out of her desk drawer.

What are you gonna do with that notebook? The behavior of madmen is unpredictable.

"Hey, what are you doing?

"Goddamn it, don't freak out like that. It's just a note. The lady likes to take prisoners. For the most part, you do it yourself. But when you're busy like this one, I'll take your place. As a condition of surrogacy, I have to tell the lady about the prisoner's groans and condition. A record for that. The more detail you write, the happier the lady will be. Of course, I'll make you laugh later, too. This conversation is poignant."

Inquisition records of prisoners...... no, should I call them painful records? There's no such thing as a bad taste. Not a single decent nerve goes through. It's the work of the devil.

Scary, something missing as a human being.

"Oh, you and Elizabeth are crazy."

"It's out-of-heart. Anyway, lady, I'm still a gentleman. The torturing gentleman, Master Evines, means me."

Ebeans with arms up and pissy poses.

Ha, ha, ha, sorry.

He's kidding, but his power is insulting. No matter how violent I am, I will not be frightened. Hold me down, I'll just describe my legs, arms, torso and lines.

And......

"Phew, it's over. I wonder if it's like this."

My body was engraved with lines at equal intervals. Ebeans looking satisfied with the pen.

"This is unacceptable imitation. This kind of torture of execution makeshift without even being tried. The royal family won't shut up."

"Haha, trial? Do you still want such a sweet thing? I can make up as many sins as I want. I'm not willing to go public on that. You're going missing."

"Wow, I went to Elizabeth's mansion, and I know Seniors Anassy. If I disappear, the security forces will move. The female from the investigation enters. You're guilty of possessing such brutality."

"Hehe, your mouth goes around. I knew Intelligence was good. The conversation reacts as if it were different. I tortured an unschooled dick before this. 'Help me, don't!' Every dot. I don't have any art. Because of me, I was explaining the background from the history of torture equipment. It's not clear. In that regard, Miles, you're not."

Damn, no.

It's not easy to get a female from an investigation into the Duke's house. Even if I did come in, my corpse would be fine. Without proof, it would not be a sin either. I'm the one who ends up missing.

Evines knows very well.

Ebeans is sharpening his blade as he sings his nose. It's like cooking from now on. I don't blame my conscience for torturing you. I haven't even sharpened my hesitation.

"You're a monster. I can handle such outrage. Not human."

"That's what they say a lot. 'You're crazy, crazy'. If you tell me, I think there's something wrong with you. I'm normal. I'm just not putting up with it. Everybody wears cats."

"You can't be! This is so horrible, so horrible."

"Ah, you don't understand. For example, there's a funeral for an acquaintance. Everyone's quiet. He's got a tough vibe, don't you think? Everybody thinks so, but don't. I'm patient. I'm being honest with you. I'm gonna laugh at the funeral. Isn't that strange? I say it's careless, but, hey, hey, hey, hey."

Evines laughs at Guerraggera for saying so.

This guy, this guy, he's crazy.

The conversation seems to be in place, and I haven't. You look human and not human.

"Ha-ha-ha. No, no, bad in the middle of a conversation, bad. I remember laughing. I used to be a guard. My arm stood up and I was a captain. So, I had a man who admired my strength. One day, one of his admiring men took refuge in me from the enemy's arrows. Damn, I laughed so hard at his funeral."

……

"Oh! Suddenly you shut up. What, you don't even want to talk to me? Well, listen. I don't know why I laughed so hard, but it's his final words that are the masterpiece. He said he always admired the strength of the captain for everything. I guess this brings us closer to the strength of the captain. Pfft, cum, hahahahahahahaha. Oh, come on, why are you so close to my strength just because you unnecessarily took an enemy arrow? I don't know why. You didn't have to imitate it extra to avoid it. Goddamn it, his mother said, 'My son respected you. If you don't mind, give my son a hand." That's funny, isn't it? Hahaha, I laughed so hard in front of the coffin. No - I said a word to him. You want a name?

Evines bangs her hand on the desk and laughs like crazy.

"Goddamn, was that funny? I took refuge on my own and died on my own. What the hell did he want?

"... you'll never know"

"What, are you mad? This is where we laugh."

"Scraps, human scraps! No other thoughts."

"What the hell, don't whitewash it. After all, the lady is the only one who can understand my feelings. The lady laughed with her belly when she heard this story."

……

"Not really. Next, then. Look behind your right!

In the direction Ebbines pointed, the maid-like girl's body was floating. Will the year be the same or lower? Young. There are signs of strangulation around his neck. It must have been painful. The face is distorted by fear.

"Murray."

"Wow? No. It's a masterpiece. He was a pretty good maid. Enough to meet the lady's irrational demands. The lady liked it a lot as a pawn she could use. That's it, just once, just once."

Ebbines is putting his tongue out in a velvety manner and putting aside a gesture that cuts his neck properly.

"Hehe, so can you imagine what kind of failure that one time was?

"... die"

"Goddamn it, we're not having a conversation. Well, I'll give you a good answer. That was Nenne that day - she seemed unstable in spirit and couldn't stand the lady's irrational demands. I guess I forgot my reason for a moment with anger. I threw a hanger at the lady that was there. I heard you apologized for coming. The lady will not forgive you. The poor girl was strangled with the hanger. Hanged woman (hanger) in a hanger! Kuhaha. I'm laughing in the name of the Hunger case."

……

"What, those eyes? Laugh."

"Pee!"

I don't return a response and spit on Evines.

I can't listen to any more of this stuff.

"Oh, come on, you'll do it"

Evines approached, wiping the spit on his face. I have a pigeon in my hand. He intimidates me as I slap my bread and the ground with a tweezer.

I know you're going to be threatening me, but something that frightens me with such crumbs!

"I will never give in to you people!

I shouted that way with all my strength in my belly, and at the same time, I heard a sound with Dosun.

What!?

My right leg feels hot.

"Uh-oh!

Ouch, ouch. Slashed. My leg stings.

Looks like there's blood coming from around your right foot thumb. My feet stained red.

I nod on the spot from the injury.

"Dude, are we down already? You're still touching it. I haven't carved a centimeter."

"Ugh, ouch"

"Ha, what happened to the momentum just now? Now, then, this is the end."

"Hey, what? Uh-oh!

Evines grabbed my leg and painted me with something. Heavy pain strikes your whole body. It's not as painful as it was just now. I can't stand. Roll down the ground with a groan.

"Damn, it's gonna hurt. Why did you apply salt?"

Salt!

Evines kept a bag of salt by his side.

You use so much salt in torture!

Oh, oh, oh, my God, I'm scared, it hurts, help me.

"Ouch, it hurts. I don't like it. I don't like it anymore. Help, Father, Mother."

"Ooh, nice, nice. That crying face. Uncle, I'm getting excited."

That being said, Evines has been happily painting herbs this time.

"I won't let you die of blood loss. Blood stopped with medicinal herbs when slashed. Repeat this. Let me get this straight. People don't die like this. Here, too, is the kind of potion. Some medicines prolong life. Heh heh, despair is coming."

Eveens has explained that with a glimpse of how the child has just gotten a toy.

What can I do, what can I do...

Ugh, does this pain last forever?

I don't like it. I don't like it.

I can't do this anymore. I can't.

Oh, no more.

"What, help me, help me. Please, please. Stop it! Stop it!"

"Haha, do you surrender already? Don't worry, poor poor poor poor girl. I watched you cry, and my uncle hit me in the chest. Yeah, yeah, I'm a gentleman, too. Do me a favor... I won't do it! Hahahahahahaha! I'll break it as many times as I can. I'll make you cry over and over again. You're going to magic school! Show me the pride of the elite. Whoa!

Evines was peeling herbs and applying salt. The pain I forgot comes back to life.

"Ugh, uh-oh, it hurts, it hurts. Somebody, somebody help me! Ahhhhh!

"Ugh! I knew the screaming of a beautiful girl was the best. Uh-huh, what a sweet melody. Nine o'clock!

More Ebeans twist salt on the wound.

"Oh, that hurts, that hurts. I don't like it anymore. It's a dream. This is a dream, a dream. Ahhh."

"Come on, dream. Screaming is funny because there are different versions. Oh, I laughed. I laughed. Nevertheless - I thought I'd try a little hard, but you're an aristocratic lady. Falling fast, fast. It's a new record. Are your guts sloppy or my arms amazing? Yeah, both of them."

"Ahhh, ahhh"

"Damn, don't be such a jerk. I'll put some herbs on it. And the next thing you know, we're waiting for you... a late sentence. Ah! Chop every inch. Because it's non-stop. Keep your throat in order to play some nice music."

"Uh-oh, it's a dream! It's a dream."

"Huh - that's funny, you. Yeah, well, the idea of this torture, salt on the wound, is a lady. Anything, a woman named Tyrea has salted the lady. Huh? You don't have to tell me. Come on, it's the lady who can't finish without getting hit. When torturing Tyrea, fill her with salt. I peeled the skin of my whole body, raw skin, and then covered it with salt. hahahaha! I wonder what kind of music he's going to let me hear."

Evines is laughing like madness.

It's not a threat, this guy actually does it.

"Te, mr. Tyrea"

"Oops, I thought it was broken. How are you still?

"No, don't."

"Oh, you're worried about Mires, too? Right. I think so too. Skinning your whole body is the first step in a frenzied death drive. Makes my order quite difficult. But, ma'am, that's just an instruction. I have to figure this out. Looking forward to it."

Ha, ha, ha, Mr. Tilea!

Mr. Tyrea!

He cooked for me.

He gave me a treat.

You put in a kind word for me.

A kind man who cares about his sister.

Mr. Tyrea's face floats.

Ha, ha, ha, I'm scared. My feet are still dull with fear.

But......

But!

Even I have a crush. It's the last remaining will.

Mr. Tyrea will be tortured?

I'm not kidding.

Just imagine that. Fear runs more than anything else. There is no more hell.

Kill.

This guy definitely kills on this occasion.

If I give in to this guy here, it will harm Mr. Tyrea and Tim.

"Stop, stop, stop! I will never let you. I won't let Mr. Tyrea touch one finger! You will definitely be killed by me!

"Oh, how are you still? Okay, okay, I don't know if it was salty enough."

Evines trims the salt into his wound.

"Ugh, uhh, uhh, uhh, uhh, it doesn't hurt. I won't give in. I won't give in. I can't beat you!

Hot so my legs can burn. The pain makes me sweat.

But I can't lose. Something to lose. I'll kill this guy somehow.

If you don't kill him, that gentle, warm man will be badly seen. Don't show me a place like this. Don't let them go through this. She needs to be in a warm place.

Courage returns. Stare at Evines with certainty of murder.

"Huh, I'm surprised. He's back from that state of affairs. A beautiful girl who shivers but hangs in good health for her loved ones? Nice, nice. The look was my taste, too, wasn't it? Okay, I've made up my mind!

When Ebbins said so, he removed his belt and began to take off his pants.

"Hey, what are you doing!

Surprised by the sudden eccentricity of Evines.

"You know what I mean. Made of children. Made of children. Must be noble sarcasm. Pain alone is hard. It's a service from my uncle."

"Fuck, don't come. Who do you think you are?

"Hehe... hehe, you know. It will continue forever and torture. While you are making children, you are free from pain. It feels good. I'll be inviting you out soon."

"Die! I'll kill you!

"Hey, listen to me. More than defying the lady, all your houses will be slaughtered. Can the Vincents cut it off? If I make him a child, he'll have blood. Well, as a slave."

That's what Evines forces me to take down on my back.

"Stop, stop!

"That's not rambling. Get out of the way. That's right. What do you like about the name of the child you're born with?

"Kill!"

"Coros? Isn't that a little too much slaughter? How about a kill anyway?

"That's not what I meant! Dead!"

"I know. That's nasty. It's a joke. Keep your name" dog "or" cat "as appropriate."

"Stop. Whoa!

"Guuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!

Ha, ha, ha, I chewed your finger off. You fool, because you're alarmed.

Blood is pounding out of Evines' index finger.

I rewarded him with an arrow.

I smile unexpectedly.

"Huh, right, right. Let's start by slashing your flirting hands and feet!

Ebeans waved a twitch with a dark laugh.

I heard a noise.

Ah......

Ah......

People seem to go crazy when the pain exceeds tolerance.

Oh, I don't know if it hurts or not.

Just painful.

Oh, it's painful. It's painful.

I'm pretty sure my body is screaming. But it's the heart that's more painful than that. My heart is screaming.

I'm letting this demon rush.

I cannot forgive this demon for trying to hurt my loved ones.

That's unforgivable.

Resist. Resist in all ways.

I can't work out my magic. I can't help it.

Somebody, somebody!

Anyone. I'll do anything if I can kill this piece of junk. You can throw everything away.

Please, please!

Who!!!

Pray from the bottom of your heart. Squeeze and resist all body forces. Desperately work out the magic that can't be worked out. Practice. Practice...... Practice!

And... after the feeling that my brain marrow burns out,

Tim's face floated.

Tim......

That happened during one lunch. I recall abruptly.

Is that it? Why do you remind me by now?

Not quite. Not if you're thinking about it.

Yet......

"Mm, how can you be so strong?

"Yeah, isn't Master Camilla scared? The queen of this school, Elizabeth, the great nobleman of the king's capital."

'Huh - crap, crap. Mires, you always say that. This is a game. I'll enjoy the game. That's all. "

"Lady Camilla, think about it. This is not a game. If you lose, you're dead."

"Oh, you think I'm gonna lose? Don't tell me all that nonsense, show me a little something called growth '

Yes, as usual, I cautioned Tim, who is not crisis conscious. And Tim embarrassed me, as usual.

Then......

'Well, you are. I'm sorry. I don't grow up, do I? I've been protected and I've just snapped Lady Camilla's leg. "

"Well, I don't expect you to fight. You are my doll. You just have to keep that part. '

'Ugh, yeah... I want to be useful, too. I don't want to be able to do anything during the crisis of Lady Camilla or Lady Tyrea.'

"Huh, you're the only one at all"

"What!? What the hell?

'Mires, it is also true that your vulnerability was somewhere in your mind. This is a good opportunity. I'm going to put a switch in your brain. And then it's up to you. "

Yeah, yeah, they said something like that. And then Tim put his hand over my head and snapped something like a bluff, and then...

Oh, uh, I just...

"Master Camilla, what do you mean, a switch? I haven't changed at all."

'Though a switch would come to mind. Deepen your magic.'

'Yeah, yeah, I don't know. Sounds like the magic flow won't change......'

"Damn, didn't you get this far? How vulnerable are you? I think it would be better to have a synthetic beast (chimera) or a ghost (daemon) race change."

"Hey, Lady Camilla, I'm scared of jokes."

'Then do it for real. If you work out your magic seriously now, you'll be able to do it there. "

'No, no, no, no, I don't know why. Lady Camilla just put her hand down. He said he hasn't changed. I wish I could teach you ancient martial arts. "

"A hundred thousand years early training for you. Your body will disappear. More than that, there you go. Try to work out your magic, put your guts in it, Mires!

'Wow, I get it. Ha, ha, ha! What do you say?'

'Hmm... that's enough. You're a doll, that's all. I'll throw a teaspoon. "

Yeah, yeah, that's what they said.

Oh, well, this is a running light.

I will die.

I know you're losing power from all over your body. Your body can't keep up with your strength alone.

Oh, I regret it. I can't believe they ended up doing it so good for that crumb...

Tim, Tilea, I'm sorry. Me, already...

"Uh-huh, yummy! Your sister made it herself. I don't suppose there are as many fruit reporters as I am."

'Right, Lady Camilla's lunch is always amazing. The flavour and quantity are superior. I can't believe you made that every day, every day. Such a lovely sister, there's no one else.'

'Um, Mires, you know what I mean. Yes, it is. Your sister is too great. Such care as I do. Oh, how can I return this favor? How can I reward my sister? Give away the treasure? Decline the country? No, all the wealth under heaven belongs to your sister. The act makes no sense. Because those actions are natural. Oh, no. Look, Miles, you got any good ideas?

Oh, I remember. It reminds me.

"Oh, hey, Miles, look at that. Look, Tim made it for me. This pot, this knife, it's handmade."

'Yes, that's amazing. I'm not an appraisal professional either, but I know it's top notch equipment. Hmm, isn't there some kind of amazing magic grant?

"Heh. Did Tim grant it to you?

'No, very much for an introductory student... but maybe Tim can, no, not Tim's magic, right? Uh-huh, or was the material originally granted? But such a precious material, ah, of the Oriental kingdom-'

"East Treasure Kingdom?

'No, it's nothing. Anyway, it's worth a lot. Lady Camilla, you must have had a hard time making it ~'

'Hehe, right? Right. Tim is amazing. It would be hard to study school, but this is how he cares. She's a sweet girl. Yeah, yeah, I'd like to reward Tim for something he's working on. Clothes, jewels? No, I guess the weapon would be the most delightful because I have medium two illnesses. But that's a problem - as a girl of my age. Hey, Miles, what do you think I'd like?

Yes. Yes, it is.

Arrogant Tim, you stupid, natural Tilea. Two exactly the opposite, but similar. It's very similar.

Yes, I want to protect the smile of this similiar thing sisters.

Everyone at school thinks Tim is a charismatic queen. In fact, it is. I don't deny that either. But I'm the only one who knows, Tim's other face.

That's so cute, she's cute. Because Mr. Tyrea and Tim are so cute!

I'm an only child, so these sisters admired me. Oh, it just made my life fun to find out that I have such lovely sisters. I was born of a poor nobleman. There were a lot of bad things. But everything that was hard and painful was blown away. I've had so much fun and fun since I met these two.

Oh, I remember. I remember.

I can't beat what I remember. You can't give up.

Yeah, I know now.

I have a switch on my head.

I worked out my magic and worked it out, and I really felt like dying and worked it out, and they found me.

Tim was right.

I'm not talented. And I'm not serious. I really, really don't think I'm going to be desperate until it's a real, real crisis.

Let's switch it on.

Ahh!

Moments, five senses cross at once. Kachiri and something went in. Something flows through every corner of your body like turbulence.

What is it?

Are you saying that the pieces of the puzzle that were missing were filled, or that the key was in the keyhole? Uh-huh, that's what it looks like when it comes to the current state.

Watch Ebeans.

Huh? Why were you scared of this guy?

I was trying to be Tim's friend. To that arrogant yet beautiful and proud Queen's friend.

It's not this difficult or anything.

Come on, let's get this over with. I have to pick up Mr. Tyrea.