Go down the stairs leading to the dungeon. Is it because the sun doesn't shine that I feel cold somehow? But I think it's not just that, it's also because of the harsh atmosphere.
Down the stairs, the person making the dungeon's turn rises and unlocks the lattice in the aisle. They've got a bunch of cells in the back here, and they've got people in the organization and other sinners in jail. Mr. Rabbi says he's in the deepest part.
"Hih..."
"Are you okay, Meg?"
Walking down the dungeon aisle, there are cells on both sides, so you can often see the people in jail. Lots of familiar faces. Some people don't... but what we all have in common is that we don't have a vibe in our eyes. Besides, people in the organization are extra scared of the atmosphere because their hair may be white due to Mr. Gill's killing. Mr. Gill worried me because I accidentally caused a small scream.
"Heh, I'm fine..."
"Not really. Don't push it."
That said, Mr. Gill strengthened my hand a little. Reliable. That's all calms your mind, so Mr. Gill's hand is a magical hand.
"Uhhhhhh!!?
"Buckeye! Buckeye!
And, while I was calm, there was a hell of a scream coming from inside the cell. People in the organization look at Mr. Gill and they're in a state of panic.
About a month after that, I guess I was inspired by trauma when I forgot. Even though the colour of the ground hair was returning because of it, it was about to turn white again... the scream this way inspires fear. I shook my body unexpectedly.
"Chip, you're deaf. Will you shut up for a second...?
Then, Pottori and his father grumbled like that, releasing a moment of intimidation. At that moment, the dungeons quieted back at once. The last sound of Dosadsa and people falling.... what are you doing!?
"Um, you've been quiet. It won't have arrived to the deepest end. Let's move on."
"Thank you for adding and subtracting, you idiot Ash! Thanks to you, the gatekeeper, Richt and Ronnie lost their minds, didn't they!
Me and your father didn't work originally and Mr. Gill and Kay were able to stand it because they are powerful, but others don't either. Your father was taking Ronnie, Kay was taking Richt.
"............... sorry"
"Ha, shit. I'm glad Meg was scared. Be a little more in control."
"Unlike magic, the Demon King's intimidation is quite..."
Father, who got stuck to see it. But it's true I was saved! Thank you, but apologize to Richt and Ronnie properly later......! Come on, cheer up!
I've managed to wake up Richt and Ronnie, and my father is apologizing and knocking them down. No, because if you get that far, you're afraid the other way around, right? I work so hard to convey my feelings, why would my father leave it empty? All I can say is I was born under a star like that.
This is how we finally arrive at the deepest point: there were about three cells lined up, in the cell on the left, where Mr. Rabbi was seen squatting with his knees. I don't know, did I?
"Rabbi......?
"!... are you here?"
Mr. Rabbi slowly raised his face to the voice of Richt calling Mr. Rabbi in a quiet voice. You look pale. Yes, Mr. Rabbi was able to do first aid, but he's slower to recover than we are because he hasn't been treated for Ortus. Probably keep the scars and whatnot... I hope it doesn't get infectious or anything from there. I'm worried.
"Looks like you made it home safe. I was listening to you... Ha, I'm not used to that color of Meg. It's so dazzling to me."
Mr. Rabbi looked around at us loosely and said so somewhere hoarse. If you look at Mr. Gill and see where he's not responding very well, was Mr. Rabbi incapable of killing him then?
"I'm good, I don't know what to say... but let me tell you it was good."
With that said, Mr. Rabbi smiles mocking himself.
"Hey, Rabbi is going to... what's going to happen?
Richt groaned with a potpourri. That's a question you're not sure who to ask, right? But your father answered that.
"... for once, I'm talking about listening to your opinions as best I can. Mainly Meg's. Meg is the daughter of the Demon King. That's why I'm not exaggerating when I say we have this negotiation."
"I?"
Between the human continent and the demonic continent, there was a promise we had made a long time ago, and it had always been kept, but this time, the human side touched contraindications. It's what criminal organizations did, but contraindications are contraindicated. Instead of allowing it, he said, a decision had been made to pass my opinion as best he could, the victim, the next representative of the Devil's Continent.
"I'm loaded..."
"I guess. That's why I didn't leave the decision to you. I'm just saying that I'm going to treat Meg with respect for her opinion."
So for one thing, tell me what you want to do without thinking too deeply, and your father has been stroking his head. Still, it's responsible... in one word, it doesn't make a difference that one person's life changes dramatically. I'm afraid and I'm going to tremble. But I have nothing to say here, if you decide. I think he's going to be executed after all.
I really want to avoid that. I just have to say something.
"Hey, can I talk to Mr. Rabbi...? Richt and Ronnie together..."
"... oh. It goes over the iron lattice. It's connected, and if you don't touch the iron lattice, fine."
With your father's permission, I, along with Richt and Ronnie, approached Mr. Rabbi's cell. Then I crouch in to match Mr. Rabbi, who sits up.
"Mr. Rabbi. I don't know if I can ask you this... What does Mr. Rabbi want?
In the end, I can't decide for myself alone. I wanted to know how Mr. Rabbi felt. Sad, but you want to be executed like this, or you want to live.
"Huh, that's stupid, Meg. That's not what I'm asking the sinners."
"Still, I want to know. Because I regret it!
"Regret?"
Mr Rabbi says with the kind of eyes that teach me. I know that. But you've been caught in the chest for a long time, haven't you?
"He never asked me how Rabbi felt. How do you really feel? So I don't know what will happen in the future... but I really need to know how Rabbi really feels right now!
Because I don't want to regret it anymore.
"Feelings, or..."
Mr. Rabbi lowered his gaze and groaned, then shut up.
"Rabbi, I want to know too. You want to atone for your sins and start over again, don't you? Or do you already want to... end it, or...?
Richter says such things in a spicy way. That's right. After all, I want to hear it there.
Then, putting aside his time, Mr. Rabbi started talking slowly.
"Honestly, I don't know.... I don't know what I want to do or what you think... just"
Mr. Rabbi clutches his fist together, still tied to the chain.
"He said he did terrible things. I think I've done something that will never be forgiven... When I think of the people I've grabbed and the innocent people I've sold... my chest is about to get ripped off."
That was such a small cry that I couldn't hear it without hearing it, but it resonated so much to the hearts of the three of us that there was no more.