To Deprive a Deprived Person

Eventually, at the Adventurers Guild meeting that day, no specific response was decided on King Drim as well as the two goblins. Speaking of daring decisions, grasp the movements of the two goblins in the Adventurer's Guild and never get your hands on them from this one. It was to contact Adventurer Alliance Headquarters promptly when they obtained information that would give clues about those who set fire to the outer walls of Grimm Castle.

"Thank you for earlier"

As Morpheus was cleaning up the material, a Dwarf woman, who was the moderator of the conference, was bowing her head. Next to him was also the figure of Carl Heinz Angermuller, guild leader at Adventurer Alliance headquarters.

"Earlier? Yeah. That's because Non was annoyed, until he took it personally. It's not something the Lord cares about. Carl, what are you nibbling at? If you have something to say, why don't you say it?"

Karl Heinz, who was listening to Morphis next to a Dwarf woman, was laughing, although it was only in his voice that Morphis was right.

"Excuse me. Morpheus' kindness was as clumsy and reassuring as ever. Yes, it seems to recall the old days."

"Hmm. I would have remembered from the good old days anyway"

"Ha. Don't be so angry. Was that a good thing about Yu Satou?

"What do you mean, good?

"You wouldn't have announced that it's not really B-rank, it's A-rank, would you?

"Um, because the other side still tells me to refrain from publishing. But they're going to exercise their rights."

"I've never been told not to publish an A-rank status card before, although someone has asked me to do so sooner than planned.

Oh. Speaking of the old days, when did you find so many fireballs in the city camer that you could see them as sunsets?

There was no change in Morphis' expression, but Carl Heinz put his hand on Morphis' shoulder as if the snake were to wrap around the prey and restrain him.

"What all of a sudden?

"What, it's not a big deal. I didn't say it at the meeting, but there's an overlap between when the two goblins were set on fire to the outer wall and when the fireball looked like the sky east of the city camer, what do you think Morpheus?

"I don't care what you say. How far away is it from Cummer to the outer walls of Grimm Castle?"

"Ha. Morpheus, didn't I just say what I think? I just thought it might have something to do with it, but no one usually thinks that the fireballs that appeared over the city Kammer East and the fires that were fired on the outer walls of Grimm Castle are the same thing?

Morphis honestly found it hard to do. I could do a little more with Edda on the side, but Carl Heinz and Edda. These two are dog monkeys' friends, so you can't let them see you. If I were to let you see me, the sun would go down with the reward of words.

"I don't care if they catch the word butt and make a claim. What if I swear on my hair (...)?

Morphis looked back and smiled invincibly at Carl Heinz, who lay his hand on his shoulder, but there stood Carl Heinz, whose eyes turned to himself without making him feel any emotions.

"Morpheus, you know my skills?

"Anyone would have skills"

"Are you in a trance? You know I have the skill to spot falsehoods by letting them mix certain words and take an oath, right?

"Oh...... Did you have such handy skills? It's the first time I've known."

"What, I can also call the users of contract magic to this occasion and make them talk washingly about what they know?

"Interesting. I just think it's suspicious without proof, and you told me not to use contract magic on the guild chief in the branch? If you can, you can try. If you think Noh will accept it."

"Oh, oh... um... oh, both of you... around there"

The pressure (pressure) emanating from both of them makes Dwarf women wolf. Unlike the violent pressure (pressure) exerted by a resilient adventurer. The pressure (pressure) emanating from Morpheus and Carl Heinz was cold enough to freeze the spine.

It created an atmosphere of angry expression morphis, facial expression Carl Heinz that didn't make you feel any emotions, neither of which gave way to a single step, but it was Carl Heinz that broke first.

"A joke. It's a joke. I really don't know if it's okay to eat after this. My angel's here, isn't he?

"What? No way...... What you're saying--"

"Morpheus, it will be decided. Is there an angel besides my beloved daughter Fifi?"

It was Carl Heinz with his hands up like a long live Sun, but the eyes of Morpheus and Dwarf women are cold.

Karl Heinz refers to Fifi Angermuller, the receptionist for the City Cummer Adventurer Guild.

"Come on, Tora."

"Hah. Morpheus, it's a funny joke. Earlier payback? This is your chance to meet my dearest father, far away? There's no way Fifi's not coming."

When Carl Heinz spins on the spot, he poses as Hail the Sun again. Regardless of everything, it was just a natural attitude for Fifi to come and see herself.

"Hmm. Don't let me leave you! Did you forget that your daughter-in-law, who worried about Fifi's future because you were like that, deliberately deposited Fifi in a remote camer? Fifi's not twenty-four anymore. Even though it's not strange to marry a man, you're still single because you can't get any closer to him."

"Shut up! No way...... there's a shitty bug wrapped around Fifi, isn't there? No... no way than that... Really, Fifi..."

"I'm not coming. Swear to God (...)"

Karl Heinz's knee trembles like a freshman deer when he hears Morphis' words. That's because Morphis understood he wasn't lying.

"Hey, what's up? It's a man."

"Huh? What? Could you say it a little louder? I can't hear you."

"What an unusable man I said. What are you doing here without bringing Feefi?"

"Are you an idiot? Whether you decide to participate in guild meetings or not."

"Shut up. If Fifi isn't around, there's nothing for you or anything else. Just get out of my sight."

"Whoa, I'm going home even if you don't tell me. Then."

Morpheus leaves the conference room as he holds the materials. Only two women, Karl Heinz and Dwarf, remain in the conference room.

"Um."

A dissatisfied Dwarf woman speaks to Karl Heinz.

"Rest assured, your favorite morphis are unlimited gray close to black, but for now, I'm not going to do this right now. It's very likely that you knew about my skills. Speaking of which, I forgot to tell you that the finance minister is insisting on sending Yu Sato's information."

"Um."

"If you mean Morphis,"

"No! Did you forget your promise to invite Mr. Morphis to dinner if you were the guild conference host?

"Mm, I forgot"

To Carl Heinz's words, the Dwarf woman exhales a great deal.

"Because this is what happens when Fifi gets involved... So is Phi Phi."

The Dwarf woman exhales loudly when she looks at Carl Heinz's face again. And walk straight out of the conference room.

"Wait. What did Fifi say? Ha. Are you trying to distract me? Okay. Let's do this. Let's have dinner at La Fremente on Third Avenue now. You know that too, don't you? Dinner's in that store - wait. Hey."

Carl Heinz's voice sounded vain through the conference room.

Dark room.

Is that how you dare to build a room? There were no windows and to such an extent as to manage to proceed without falling with the slightest amount of light in the light moss. Peter Litt Morderon Pasle couldn't help but be asked about the smell of blood enough to cause the severe air and nausea in this room.

"How could you be in a place like this? Even I'm a nobleman. If you tell me, I'll set up the right place to meet you."

Peter Litt found a slightly visible outline moving in the dark.

"From now on, when I see you, this is the room."

It was an unspeakable word. Peter Litt could not defy the words of a boy who was more than once or younger than himself, neither that nor nobility.

"Better than that, you and I wouldn't be finding out you're connected, would you?

"Oh, of course it is! Thanks to this Mirage ring you gave me, no one realizes that I am in a state of fascination (...). On the contrary, by devoting what you have given me to Master Value, I have regained the trust I lost in the Black Dragon Crusade, and my voice in the faction has grown."

It only sounds like a state of fascination, a state of ■ ■ in Yu's ear, but I was the one who asked Momo to manipulate Peter Litt, so I roughly understood what he was saying even in a state of unrecognizability.

"How far is the investigation going?

"I just said half now. But since more and more people are joining Lord Value's faction every day, when will this end..."

"What about the other one?

"Well, you've said that before. He's dead. Oh, don't be mad at me."

Not that Yu said anything, but Peter Litt felt anger mixed with signs of drifting from Yu.

"I want you to calm down and listen. Dear Values and the surrounding nobles crush the slaves they have acquired in six months to even a long year. When you asked me to look into it, I was already in that village dark queer - wow, I wasn't involved! Ho, ho, it's true! You can swear to God! Sure I attacked many subhuman villages for Master Value too, but I wasn't among the ones you were talking about!! And believe me!!

Peter Litt hasn't been told anything, but when he gets up from the chair, he sits down on the spot and begs forgiveness. I hear Peter Litt's ear rubbing his forehead against the cobblestone and apologizing, pulling something together.

I had a bad feeling.

I need to see it.

Peter Litt's entire body was about to complain that he should wait for the sound to stay away.

But Peter Litt looked back.

The face of an immortal beautiful girl was floating like seeping out of the darkness. Zuzu...... Gradually pulling something together, the pretty girl - Torcher's figure becomes exposed. Glowing heavenly rings, beautiful golden hair as if mistaken for a golden thread, pure white feathers, that was good. At the end of the hook gripping on Torcher's right hand, a living (...) person was caught. Torcher draws a man as if dealing with meat. The faces of those who are drawn in the light of the Torcher's Heavenly Wheel rise. Peter Litt looked familiar in that face. He was a nobleman with the title of Baron, who had been missing since last month, in the same faction of Value Volwy Knox.

"You know him?

"Yes, no... Oh, oh...... It's familiar."

"This guy is the baron of the finance minister faction, but he seems pretty nosy, and I caught him because he was just trying to escape to another country"

Peter Litt's voice would have arrived. A man who was drawn screams out.

"Oh, that voice ha!? Lord Morderon. It's me! You'll remember my face! It's Cameron! Ya... help me!! Please!! Wah, take me... higgie, higgie, higgie, higgie."

Don't talk to me on your own and poke the hook that Torcher pulled out into the man's orbit. A man screams, but neither Yu nor Torcher messes up.

Torcher points to Peter Litt. Peter Litt shook his face sideways violently. He said he had nothing to do with the man.

"You can't do that, can you? This guy hasn't (...) done it yet."

Torcher unfortunately pulls the man over. Peter Litt exhales with relief, but sees an unimaginable sight when the torcher opens the door to the room.

At the end of the door there were enough lights available, unlike the room where Peter Litt was located. A variety of hooks, large and small, are suspended from the ceiling, and the iron hooks have been seen several times by Peter Litt in stores dealing with meat as well. Hang cut meat like cows and pigs. But this room is different. It was a man who was suspended. It was hanging on the hook unwrought, as if a living person were dealing with the meat of cows and pigs. There were even those who were hung with a small hook caught on one side of their back, with their shoulders pierced by a large hook, and some of them hung through their back to chest.

"Ya, stop it, what the fuck! Haven't you had enough? I have atoned enough for my sins!! Oh, no... oh, no..."

A man named Cameron is hung on the hook by Torcher. Peter Litt is reminded once again that he is a demon, not a person, in the appearance of a torcher who bears adult men without difficulty.

"Did you atone for your sins? Just kidding."

To Cameron's words, Yu murmured without concealing his anger.

When the hanging men captured Peter Litt's appearance in sight, they made a simultaneous noise.

"Amuta! Help me! Please!!"

"Ha ha... Ta Hi, Ke, Ke. Whatever, ha-ha-ha."

"Ahhhhhhhh! I need to get better!! Death as you are. Why not!!

"How long will this hell last!! I've done bad things, but that's why this is so much!! God, God, God, God, God, I apologize for everything I've done!! So help me!?

"Abbi, Abbi, Abbi. Oh!! Abby? Huh, why are you healing me? I finally broke my heart, but don't heal me anymore..."

Torchers beat the noisy (toys) with their hooks and shut them up. Those whose wounds are terrible or whose hearts are broken heal with divine magic.

How much torture he had continued to suffer, even those without eyes or ears who had no limbs in their preamble or whose whole body had been stripped of its skin, and those who were like hares with iron skewers. On the cobblestones were scattered from things like teeth, nails, and eyeballs to things like some flesh pieces and genitals. In the center of the room was arranged a variety of torture instruments, everything from things Peter Litt knew to things he didn't. None of the instruments had any beautiful objects, blood stained and dos black discolored.

Out of fear Peter Litt could not contain the tremors in his whole body. Whenever Torcher seems to torture him with pleasure, his anguished expression burns in his eyes and the screams of agony creep into Peter Litt's ear.

Peter Litt thinks from the bottom of his heart. Whatever you do, I don't want to be the only resident of that room. Even if you're going to sell the flesh parents who split the blood.

"You too."

(I don't like it. I don't like it. I'm the only one who can help.)

"Shall I send you to that room?

"Stay put, wait! I'm not on your side!! Yes! I would never betray you! Yes, a year! No, I'll check all the rest of them and the evidence in six months!! So just don't send me to that room!!