Yuusha, Aruiwa Bakemono to Yobareta Shoujo

A man with inorganic eyes, wrapped in a black outfit - trapper Salvado looks down at his young daughter trying to breathe in front of him.

There's no reason to feel guilty about hanging it in a killing trap. One fool dies like no other. That's all.

Salvado's mouth begins to distort delightfully.

Yes, that's all that brings the best to Salvador.

An adventurer who gets trapped and dies without knowing what happened. The look that floats when an arrow pierces your whole body. And fear of inevitable death. Despair that dreams and ambitions will crush.

The trapped ones express the essence of human beings in just a few moments. - No, let him. by works of art created by Salvado.

This time I used a simple trap that activates by stepping on it. A fixed crossbow pours down an arrow to a disoriented prey.

This is enough to kill humans. I know you're a trained person, but it doesn't matter. Run out, but be skilled, but die.

But Salvado reflects that it was a little too flashy. Prey will soon die in this state.

I am satisfied with the trap I set, but it is difficult to add or subtract.

You could have just played a little bit. This time the prey is a young, healthy woman. I guess I'm confident in swordsmanship as well.

I wanted to try this woman's insane torture. Get closer to death, one by one, slowly and slowly for a long time. What kind of screaming would that be? What mercy would I beg for? I wonder what kind of distressed look you'll have.

Just imagine it makes Salvado happy. Wrapped in bliss from the heart. I made up my mind to make sure I did that next time.

Salvado solves the stealth technique as he cuts off his laughter. Skilled foot justice, breath, and magic coats hide the signs.

Sit back on the chest and wipe the saliva that was running out of your mouth. He couldn't bear the seemingly delicious prey.

Nevertheless. I think this crate trap is the best for ridiculous minutes.

Those who are wary that there are traps will jump in on their own and die on their own. Extremely pleasant.

Now, at this time. I can't wait for a few moments when the prey leads to death. Salvado's brain is at its peak.

That pleasure is greater than when you hold a woman, than when you get a lot of money. It's not even comparable.

Salvado fell on the outside road, but it wasn't like this from the beginning. The same goes for the men who lurk themselves. I used to work seriously and live under the light.

The reason for the change was simple. I was just disgusted with my life.

Salvador owed a lot of money. Negative legacy left by parents. To pay it back, Salvado was selling his technology. Only dexterity was superior to anyone else. Even the Ranger Guild is a finger fold, and eventually its name became known.

A knight belonging to the aristocratic class hired him as a convenience store and made him torture like a slave with cheap money. From the knight who did the debt on his shoulder, he must have been a complete slave.

"Instead, there are many others. But survive the sum, 'he said, forcing him to dive through the dead line many times. When I offered to quit crying, I was told I would charge your crime to the church.

"It's easy for you to create your own sins. Serve me as you have always done. You are truly brilliant, 'said the knight. with mockery.

Salaries were further reduced and Salvador's willingness to kill and hatred swelled. And Salvado executed.

He set the most sophisticated trap of his life, wiping out the knights and the people he held in the labyrinth. When Guillotine easily chopped off the knight's neck, Salvado echoed in tears. To make sure that I was reborn at this moment.

When I sent my rotten neck to my parents' gate, the overflow didn't stop. I sincerely felt that my days like shit have paid off so far.

I had trouble with the money, so when I stripped my gear and flushed it to the black market, it sold for a price that made me feel like an idiot. The object of the trap that we create after a while has changed from demonic to human.

Try setting the prototyped trap inside the labyrinth, and the fools will follow it like it's funny.

They catch on to themselves, they die on their own, and they leave their hardware behind. It couldn't be more interesting.

Salvado falls into dozens of humans and kills them. Only when the notoriety spread, the guild was removed and the bounty multiplied.

Nevertheless, no one attacked Salvado hiding himself in the slum district.

Days of trapping continue as usual in the labyrinth. Nothing changed in Salvado's routine. Except that I found it worth living. Its worth of life is that it sees man's desperate moments up close. Salvado has completely fallen to the outside road.

Eventually, the same dissatisfied gathered beneath themselves, forming a former Ranger gathering 'inmate party'.

Salvado had no obsession with the money, so he handed it out to his employees generously, except for the necessary expenses. I don't drink, I don't play with women. I don't need expensive weapons or protective equipment. The only use of gold is the cost of food and the cost of making traps.

There's only one thing Salvado wants. Because it is the expression of a desperate human face when dreams are crushed.

Salvado sends a signal to his men, who were hiding themselves, and orders them to snap the neck of the woman who was covered in needles.

And to the men lurking behind the entrance passage. The other prey around the entrance seemed intact thanks to hesitation. But it doesn't end the same. He would die from a sudden assault from behind. Because the passage to this room is a trap in itself.

Salvado and five people in the room and one of the best arms in the aisle. This is the inmate party of Salvador.

They are all ex-rangers, each of them skilled in killing and stealing. Rangers are just bandits and killers.

A ridiculous servant set up a sabel and waved vigorously to drop the neck of the needle-lady.

But it wasn't the woman's neck that rolled, it was her servant's sabel. My men scream as I hold my arm down.

"Shit! Whose fault is it!!

A wooden stick is rolling down at the feet of my men. I guess the woman at the entrance threw it all at the last resistance.

Salvado gets annoying. I was looking forward to the woman's neck falling off. That became the shoulder watermark, and the moment of bliss was watered down.

"What are you doing?"

"Yes, sir. Apparently, one of the other guys at the entrance threw something at me. I'll clean it up right away."

Reply with a threatened employee. We must not defy Salvado at this moment. I know it with my own hands. Poor could be considered an experimental bench for a vicious trap.

"...... Anyway, finish it quickly and drop the woman's neck. Don't slow down my pleasure!

"also, our deepest apologies!

My men turn to the entrance and pound their tongues. And he approaches the bloody girl with quick legs.

She has a dagger knife in her hand. That sharp blade would immediately cut the girl's neck off.

"The shitty kid. Are you insane to throw the only thing you got? Well, it doesn't change dying, so I don't care. Do your reflection after you're dead."

"Of course it's sane. You're the ones who die."

My men flash a dagger knife silently. The moment the knife approached the girl's neck muscle, her men nodded with a distressed voice.

I hear there's a girl's blow in the abdomen. He grabs the hair of his men with a distressed expression and brings it closer to intimidating his face.

"Ugh, ugh.... and hey!

"Don't listen to the garbage. Because it's unpleasant."

Pushing her hand unconstitutionally into the mouth of her men who tried to say something, the girl releases a hanging voice.

A flash of light emanated from the face of his men, and after a beat, every light blew away.

The ones left behind are bodies without heads. The torso of his men collapsed to the ground like an exhausted doll.

"I used to try not to kill people. He said he'd regenerate any guy. Human beings are not like demons. But scraps are scraps everywhere you go."

The girl releases the fireball to her torso and inflames it. A dim little room illuminates with a red flame. Full of human baking odors.

Salvado, who was watching that, becomes more alert.

Mages are dangerous. Sorcerers are the ones Salvado pays the most attention to. Powerful sorcery is nothing but a threat.

But there are weaknesses. Attack intervals are opened due to the hassle of chanting. The shield for buying time is already down and out of combat.

"This guy's a magician! Do it, now!

Salvado exudes fury at his men who are hiding themselves in the art of stealth. Kill them by any means you can. The instructions are simple and clear.

"You seem to be lurking quite a bit. It's a hassle, so I'll let you go at once."

"Death!

An unmasked employee launches a focused attack from all sides.

The guy who raised his anger is Yang Dynasty, and his destiny is a subordinate lurking behind the girl.

When launching an attack, you don't do rangers who raise their voices.

This collaboration is just in case you encounter a strong enemy. We've already slaughtered a few people, and the effect has been proven.

"Play it, you piece of junk!!

A girl flashes from both hands with a curse. Attack magic with no chant. Not a few seconds have passed since the earlier flames.

My men panic but slow to activate the sorcery. The light plays and the explosion sounds, and my men, including Salvado, are slammed against the walls of the small room.

The body is scattered about the light emitted by the fate that struck from behind.

Salvado pulls out his score and orders. This guy sucks. I notice it now.

"Don't allow me to chant! Him!"

My men try to rebuild their posture, but the girl won't tolerate resistance.

"Don't make a scene, you piece of shit! That's where you're gonna die!

The girl sheds light again as she laughs. Mad eyes capture the position of his men and Salvado.

Ragged language. When you're exchanging words with the outside world, it turns into something violent with nature.

Light and explosion sound again. Now it bursts uninterrupted continuously.

My men hit the wall hard and screamed. The explosion after that stops me from moving one thing.

When the third light was emitted, the men burst from the inside of the body and fell apart without a trace.

Salvado turns all his powers into defense and manages to withstand it. Shield your teeth with multiple coats of vegetables. My consciousness is about to fly, but I can chew my lips off. Enjoyed. Salvado, who had worked out his body since he was young, was confident in his endurance. I am proud to say that I have the strength of a warrior.

"Is there still one piece of garbage left? Surprisingly sturdy."

"…… Who the hell are you? A magician with a name?

Salvado asks to buy time. I will definitely kill this shitty kid. Buy time to recover health for this.

I have no pity or sympathy for my dead men. But I won't allow anyone to hurt my pride. This shitty kid made a contraindication, so I'll definitely finish it and dismantle it.

The health drain is severe, but I don't expect to take a lag. I used all that powerful magic. It will take time to activate next. Continuous bursting magic without chanting. I don't know the details, but I can't reproduce that series of burst magic.

"Passing brave. And now we're cleaning the garbage. It stinks, so I'm sure I'll have to finish it."

To that answer, Salvado erupts unexpectedly.

No one has ever answered the question of who the brave man is.

"- Cuckoo, brave man, brave man. That's too much for a joke. Is your head a flower garden or is it really crazy?"

"They say it well. Anyway, would you just die because it's unpleasant? I get upset from the bottom of my heart when I look at an outside road like you guys. It stinks more than demons."

Girl - The brave man throws up saying he's uncomfortable. He revealed his intention to kill and turned his right hand to Salvado.

Salvado puts his hands on the activation device hidden behind his back. Buying time was a success.

We were moving gradually as we talked. Never be enlightened. He also recovered with some health. Salvado finally begins to act.

"Well, don't be angry and calm down. It's a corner, so you can still taste it."

Activate multiple guillotine traps.

Trapper Salvado's greatest masterpiece. A sharp guillotine is fired and the target is cut off. The demon prop is built in. It senses the target and sets the target. Salvado just needs to set goals.

It is no exaggeration to say that Salvado's life was meant to create this trap.

A steel guillotine is fired from the top of the room.

"- Shit!"

"There's more."

The brave man who evaded the attack raises and rolls over a woman covered in falling arrows. Avoid one, two, or three more blades and falling blades with one piece of paper.

Salvado continued firing guillotines, marveling at what was happening to him. Three more blades left. Fire that too.

The brave man continued to evade while sheltering the woman to the end and succeeded in surviving.

Salvado was heartily impressed. He said this enemy was great. No one had made my trap so vain to me. So, some remorse, but even better than that.

But it's not over yet. There is a reason why you can afford to admire them. Because trump cards still exist.

He punches a blow all over his body when he's alarmed that he's avoided everything. This is the heart of the trapper.

Salvado had succeeded in guiding the brave to a "certain” position.

You would think you avoided it of your own free will, but Salvado 'induced' it with the attack.

The brave man confirms that the Guillotine storm has stopped and raises his voice.

"... that's it? That was an interesting spectacle inside. So I guess it's my turn next."

Everything is calculated. Salvado activates the trump card.

"No, it's not your turn. That's it."

"- Huh?"

From the wall on the side of the small room, a blade that rotates at high speed is fired at the sight of a brave man.

The reaction to the attack from the side is delayed for a moment because it has been from the top so far.

He decided he couldn't get away with it, and he immediately threw the woman in charge.

The action is commendable. Exactly, Salvado thought the courageous deserved it.

As a price, the brave carotid artery was severed by guillotine, causing a good amount of bleeding. The blood from which life originates is struck against the sidewall. The walls stain with blood.

I hold my neck by my hand, but the overflow doesn't stop. There's no way I can stop it. Exercising the cure will not save your life. It's fatal.

"I was actually going to drop my neck. It's a big deal. And courageous behavior to shelter your people. But you can't help me anymore. Ha ha, I would never help you!

Salvado mocks with an odd voice. He nodded his tongue and slowly approached the brave. A long time strong enemy, the joy of winning after struggle is great.

My chest hits. I get excited as if I were a boy who saw a naked woman. Unexpectedly rings your throat.

Time for pleasure begins now. It begins. Girl named brave. Strength was great. I decide to keep the girl's neck until it rots. It should be a little hobby to rot all over this end.

Yeah, I want to dismantle it before then. Salvado thinks he wants to dismantle it consciously. I want to try anything.

Salvado's mouth is overflowing with saliva. I didn't even feel like wiping it at the earliest.

"Come on, where shall we cut it from? Whoa, don't die yet. Please. Let me hear you scream like a little bird when it's crushed!

He pulls out the dagger knife and looks out at the brave men's parts with a shout of joy.

"I've made up my mind. Ears first, eyes next. After that, tear the limbs apart. I'll cut your tongue off and turn it into a BBQ. The torso and neck should be severed at the end. How about a full course that looks delicious, huh?

When you finish talking about how to execute, stand directly in front of the brave. That's when Salvado tried to shake the knife in his ear.

A blue and white light is emitted from the trembling palms of the brave man, and the neck muscles that had been nicely cleaved are instantly regenerated. Blood splash stops.

"Hey, healing technique?

Salvado's eyes open wide with surprise.

The brave man breathes loudly once to calm his body. Spit it out and explode your anger at the same time.

I wasn't trembling from the pain in my flesh. Physiological aversion was trembling the brave man's body.

"Don't let me out on the scare-running rotten delusion, you scumbag!!

An impact ran on Salvado's face, slamming him against the wall. The vision on the right is closed. When I checked with my hand, my eyes were crushed. My nose is also crushed.

"Yes, pain. It hurts. - Ugh, uhhhhhhhhhh!! Ouch!! It really hurts!!

"You really are a bummer. I was going to smash it with one blow. Die fast. There's an outside road."

"Hi-ha, hi-ha."

"Ahhh. Then don't move, it's a pain in the ass."

Brave men approaching with their necks ringing. Salvado backs off screaming hiccup.

If we do nothing, we will be trampled to pieces, surely, without remnants. The winning salvado yells that it's irrational.

"Oh, that's crazy. Wow, why is my neck healing? I'm sorry! Please, you're dead!

"I guess it's decided because I'm a brave man. If I find out, I'll die."

Driven into the corner, he finally runs out of escape.

"Ma, wait. I need your help. I will reflect from the heart, help me. I'm a bloody human being, too. Please. If it's money, money..."

Throwing away his pride as a trapper, Salvado begs for his life. I stood in a predicament and my desire not to die arose. I don't want to die. If you'll miss it, I'll do anything.

"There's no way I can help a demon like you. You are not human. It's just a demon. So don't open that stinking mouth anymore."

"A monster, a monster. Wow!

Salvado takes the knife in pain and pushes it towards the brave. There are no measures or anything. I just stormed out of fear and pain.

The trembling knife cuts the sky and a bloody brave smile.

"Oh, well said. Yeah, well, that was a good last trap for the crumb habit."

"Ma, wait -"

"Bye."

A shaken right positive fist captures Salvado's face again. His face burst like crushed fruit and his brains splashed with momentum. The torso that lost the Lord falls back.

Really stinks and brave men flatter their faces. He removed the cloth from the leather bag and began to wipe the blood of Salvado on his body, the meat pieces of his brains.

- On this day, the infamous trapper Salvado and his inmates were completely destroyed by the hand of one girl.