Tilea’s Worries

Tim showed me the Evil God Purgatory.

It was still an arrogant place there.

Elizabeth was there. I don't know how hell you saw him, he looked like a dead man slowly.

Does Mr. Tyrea know about this?

There is no such thing as abdominal arts, Mr. Tyrea. Probably not. That's fine. I don't even have to tell you.

Anyway, thanks to Tim, I figured out where the purgatory was.

For today......

See Chirali and the two of you.

"Hih-oh, chi, it's not. Edim is the cause of the incompetent Edim!

"Oh, how far are you - come on! And die, Ortizio! Oh, please. I don't care what happens. Please, this asshole is the only one in prison."

Two people shouting.

Yeah, for today, Edim and Mr. Ortizio, let's rescue these poor two and get this over with.

A few days later...

Heading to the underground empire of the Evil Gods Army again.

The title Finance Minister is not Dade. Every room is accessible on a free pass. Today, the bottom of the underground empire. I need you in the Evil God Purgatory where Elizabeth is.

I went down the underground empire stairs and headed there alone.

No one to blame.

The title Finance Minister has that much power.

Step by step down the stairs.

Gradually Elizabeth's screams grew louder.

At that time, Tim was beside him, so all he had to do was check on Elizabeth's location. Not today. I'll settle for you.

And......

Arrive at the Evil God Purgatory and peek inside through a lattice window.

There was Elizabeth and one man inside.

I know the man's face well. The interrogator today looks like Mr. Ortizio. Mr. Ortizio was sifting his fists, yelling and scattering at Elizabeth.

"You. Oh! Sanctions! Sanctions!"

"Gu Ha! Yay! Grrr!"

Elizabeth was extinguished. I vomit blood reflexes and am cramped.

Mr. Ortizio ate Elizabeth's face in a row. Elizabeth's face is submerged and she hasn't fastened the prototype.

Normally, he's dead here.

But I'm beating him while immersed in a special potion of the Evil Gods Army, so he's recovering the wound at the same time as he beat him. I won't die because of it.

Was it an evil god potion?

Quiet resilience. Even though Mr. Ortizio's fists have reached lethal levels, he is recovering faster than that.

In that case, there's almost no physical damage. Only the pain will last forever.

"Ha, ha, ha, ah, ah, ah!

Elizabeth is roughing up her breathing and looking up at the void.

Mr. Ortizio grabs Elizabeth's hair like that unconstitutionally. And try to peek into Elizabeth's face and interrogate her.

"I'll ask you again. Do you plead guilty?

"Ha, ha, I admit it. I'll admit it! That's what I just said. What are you..."

"This ooh! Don't you admit it yet? I'm not gonna hit you until you admit it. Ooh!

"Gu Ha! Yay! Grrr!"

Mr. Ortizio slaps, slaps and slaps Elizabeth in the face as much as he wants.

And recover, recover, and super recover with the Evil God potion.

It has always been this repetition.

Phew - Mr. Ortizio, what do you want?

Open the purgatory door and go inside.

"I'll ask you again. Sin, do you admit it?

"Ha, ha, mi, admit it. Oh, you're not crazy. That makes sense."

"Yep! How strong are you? Aah!

Mr. Ortizio waves up his fist.

I guess I'll be looping this all the time.

"Mr. Ortizio!

It is not clear. I spoke out of the blue.

"Oh, isn't that a doll!

Mr. Ortizio, who noticed me, stops and turns back to his shaken fist. He wiped the blood on his fist with a cloth and responded by raising the corner of his mouth slightly.

... From Tim's cage, I helped him a lot. Seems to have gained some liking. I'm not in a state where I can't even talk with my enemies, as I've done before. It became normal for me to treat you.

If they get hostile forever, I can't help but find it hard to do this ahead of me. I did my best to use my abilities to the full.

The result was achieved. He seems to have changed his attitude to the same extent as the other division members.

All that help. To this extent......

View Mr. Ortizio.

"What's up, doll?

Mr. Ortizio approaches with a smile with Nico.

I don't know, well, no.

"No, nothing. What are you doing from earlier than that?

"Don't you see? This big sinner is a strong one. I was just putting some heat on sanctions."

"Eh ~ and being strong is..."

"This one doesn't quite plead guilty. I never knew how much I'd done."

Mr. Ortizio has an indignant face.

"Well, what you're saying... Elizabeth, you confessed guilt, didn't you?

"Don't disappoint me too much, doll. I don't approve of this guy. If you admit it, you've already hurt yourself. In the magnitude of my sins. This is all the treason against Lord Tyrea. If you really admit it, 'Please let me die. No, punish me forever' or so I would argue!

"I see. You make sense."

"Right."

Mr. Ortizio's story is extreme, but I know what you're trying to say.

Elizabeth is not reflecting. It is a mere word of mouth.

Anyway, I have to do what I have to do.

"Mr. Ortizio, I'll do the rest. Please take a break."

"Whoa, doll, you want to sanction this one too!

"Yes, I would also like to punish the fool who defied Master Tyrea"

"Assess its loyalty. Fine. Then I'll just take a short break. I asked for the rest."

That said, Mr. Ortizio leaves the purgatory behind.

Watching Mr. Ortizio leave completely, he closed the door of the purgatory and doubled the security magic.

Now we're alone.

Even if Tim tries to break in, he'll get some time.

I run over to Elizabeth, who is breathing rough.

"Long time no see."

"Ah, you...... Mires! He's alive!

"Yeah, I don't know"

"I can't believe you survived that torture properly - no, the unusually effective potion here, you can handle it with this"

Elizabeth, I need to ask you something.

"What is it? I am a prisoner. I just can't move. I guess there's something in return."

"We don't negotiate. I don't have time to be that long. Time's up until Mr. Ortizio gets back."

"Oh, yeah, I was. That idiot! Wah, a big, deaf idiot who doesn't listen to what the wasp has to say. Mires, tell me from you. Wax, I'm not going against you in any way."

……

"Ho, it's true. Because it's true. Believe me."

Elizabeth complains whimpering. The face was shattered. I would have tasted hell alive many times, and having no chance of winning against you would be stained in the bones.

You really want me to save you.

There is no shadow of Elizabeth, who was so strong. Because even though we use a special potion of the Evil Gods Army, we won't be able to contain it to the point of mental wear.

"Elizabeth, I have a question for you. Answer me honestly and I'll pass on your plea. If it's my word, you'll hear me."

"Ho, is that true?

"Ah."

"... you're not going to let me just throw up information and make me look like that, are you?

"I'm not shameless like you. I promised you I'd keep it."

"... right. That's what you were like. I get it. Anything that can answer the wax. So, that's why you got me out of here fast!

Elizabeth rides herself out and claims.

"Elizabeth, you were holding me captive."

"Uh, that's wasp intent..."

"Excellent excuse. I want to know the truth. What did you do to me then?

I want to know how I became a high-ranking human being.

My memory is plump and broken since I broke into Elizabeth's mansion. I'm pretty sure something happened there.

"Also, I'm sorry. I'll never do this again."

"You don't need reflection or explanation. Tell me the facts."

"Well, that's what I did to you. I left it to Evines."

"Ebeans?"

"Wow, he's the torture officer in our house."

"What kind of guy is that? What did you do to me?

"Evines is a pervert of a hobby. It was tortured, you know best."

"... the memories around there are vague"

"Really? Well, I guess so. You won't be able to stay sane if you keep that in your memory. Anyway, Eveens is good enough to almost wax."

"... so what did you do? You know that, don't you?

"Yeah, sure."

Then I heard about the torture from Elizabeth, but there was no such obscure information. I just heard some chest shit bad stuff that sounds like I'm going to throw up.

"Hehe, you've been so sane. Oh, that's why you lost your memory. The missing limbs... healed with the awesome effect of this potion, didn't they?

"Enough. Any other information?

"That's all."

"That's not true. Speak."

"... really all of it. Well, it's about Evines. It's not strange to have some wasp unknown wife hands."

Your wife? Is that what this is all about?

Elizabeth really doesn't seem to know any more. It can be inferred from this guy's breathing noise, pulse, that it's not false. And then, is it best to ask the person?

"Where is he?

"He's dead. We didn't find the body, but didn't Ortizio and the others do it?

Come on. The dead don't have a mouth.

Perhaps Elizabeth was right, Mr. Ortizio killed him. It caused all that noise. Mr. Ortizio could do it.

"So we talked about what we could talk about. You are very close to Lord Tyrea and Tim. Please, speak up to free the wasps."

Elizabeth says in a fragrant voice.

Right. This is about luck if you know it. Here's the real deal. End what I am most concerned about.

"Are you reflecting?

"What do you want from a stick?"

"I'm asking you if you're reflecting!

"Oh, yeah, of course. Golden Wheel, I will not defy you. I swear to serve you as a loyal man."

"It's not. I'm asking if there's anything open about the innocent people you killed!

"... Yep, I am sincerely sorry. I'm going to spend the rest of my life making amends."

"... yes"

I unshackle Elizabeth.

Phew ~ and exhaling Elizabeth. I wonder how tight the shackles were. He has a tight wrist.

"I'll believe that thin word for now. You must make amends for the rest of your life. No matter what the survivors let me see, I won't let them complain. It's okay, because the potion here will heal most of any major injury."

"Right. It's tortured to death over and over again, and the wasp ensures it works."

Come on, let's go.

"Where?

"In the presence of all the surviving families who have been harmed by you, of course."

"Please wait a moment"

"What?"

As I turned around, I followed the knife Elizabeth had hidden on my neck.

"Kihaha! You fool, you're freaking out!

"... that knife"

"Yeah, I am. That's what that idiot left you when he tortured you! I kept it hidden to give this kind of momentary opportunity."

"Yes, I knew reflection was a lie. Well, I knew it."

"Come on, what are you sparing! Wax, thanks to this potion, your health is at full speed. Now I'll chop your face up."

"I still want to taste hell."

"Damn. You're treasured by silver-haired little girls. It's well worth the hostage. I'll take you hostage, run, run, run!

Elizabeth screams with a winning face.

The appearance is ugly and seems to have stuck with its sexual roots intact.

"The rotten sexual roots don't heal when you die."

"Come on, what are you mistaken for? You're just a fox hunting tiger authority. And now there's no tiger to protect you."

"So?"

"That's dull. Sure, you're a hostage, so I can't kill you. But even if you can't kill me, you can hurt me like this. Whoa!

Say that, or Elizabeth will try to stab the knife in my thigh.

... What a cursory move.

I stop the knife I'm headed for with my finger.

"Become!?"

Elizabeth is stunned. The knife was stopped with two fingers. Yeah, because I can't use both hands to try to snatch it back or move with Pickle.

"Hey, what a power."

"Over?"

"Hey, lick it. Ah! Die, die, die!

Elizabeth releases a magic bullet in a row like crazy when she takes her hands off the knife pattern.

I take it with one hand and squeeze every magic bullet in my palm.

"Hey, what's up, Soraaaa!!

Elizabeth gives an incredible look. The face also showed fear. Well, because I was normally caught in the mansion. I guess he didn't even think I was strong.

Elizabeth's knee is shivering with discomfort.

Perhaps you regard me as homogeneous to Tim and Mr. Ortizio.

"Elizabeth, my purpose here is twofold. One is to elicit information about this power of mine. That sounded empty. Well, this is good. The second thing that matters is your disposition."

"Please wait. This..."

"Enough excuses already"

"Oh, you can kill a wasp on your own!

"Fine. They might scold me a little, but that's all. You're right. Because I'm treasured by those two."

"Ma, wait. Yum, forgive me..."

"I won't allow it. This place, your presence leads to suffering Mr. Tyrea. Thou shalt not be in this world."

"Hey, what are you doing?

"Countdown to Hell"

Activate Dark Magic and recall the Great Gate.

When you open the gate,

There......

A pile of needles in the blood pond, ghosts with sticks are barking in odd voices.

"Ko, this is... what, what?

"Hell."

"Hell!? No way... Ugh, that's a lie, right?

"Hell is even raw for you, but hey!

That's what I said, pushed Pong and his shoulder, and stuck Elizabeth across the door.

"Ghaaaaaaaa! Hey, what the heck!! Hey, where are we? Whoa!

Elizabeth screams.

"Goodbye. If you've reflected, I'll let you out. Well, you can't."

Gently close the gates of hell.

Phew ~ I disposed of it on my own.

But how heartbreaking would it be if Mr. Tyrea walked in here by mistake? That was all I cared about. The Legionnaires were going to invite Mr. Tyrea to do some tests.

You can have the sanctions done in hell (over there).