Butcher Demon

Chapter 186

Chapter 186

??? (Ferris and friends’s Point of View)

“Welcome~!”

“Welcome~~~~!!!”

After Lydia’s energetic voice, Ferris’s cheerful voice echoed through the street.

Ferris has been working part-time at the butcher store “Minosland” since this morning – or was forced to. It was for a change of pace. Lydia was also working with her as a sales assistant.

This is a place where you can get fresh meat that Dupont, the minotaur manager, prepares every day, as well as wild games he hunts himself. It was a popular store frequented not only by the citizens of Faymbaum, but also by officers.

With the addition of two beautiful girls, Ferris and Lydia, the store is prosperous again after a long time. Lydia’s stealthy use of charms also added to the effect

Watching from a distance were Arshella and Tiriel. They were sitting on a bench across from the store, enjoying the sun and chatting.

Arshella glanced at Ferris who was standing outside the store, while Tiriel stared blankly into the distance, one of her eyes, usually jade-colored was now glowing silver. Hanging from her neck in her odd-eyed state was a pendant containing a crystal that is a crystallized version of Lydia’s telepath.

“–Are they ‘banging’ again?” Arshella asked.”

“No…… They seem serious last night … Maybe something’s going on.”

Hearing this, Arshella sighed, leaned back against the bench, and looked to the sky.

It seemed that there had been a drastic weather change in the subhuman territories, it was very stormy over there, but here in Faymbaum, the weather was clear and sunny. The morning was cold, but the midday sun was warm enough to scorch the crown of one’s head. Looking at the sky, She could feel her face warming up. It was relaxing.

Ferris came over to them with a smile on her face. Apparently, it was time for her break already.

They sit down side by side on the bench.

“It’s so warm~”

Ferris followed Arshella’s and looked at the sky

Arshella, observing her silently for a while then offered her a green, sludgy liquid, which she was about to drink.

“—Here, marijuana smoothie. apparently it is very popular these days. It’s got a distinct smell to it, but I hear it’s good for the body, Dupont is thinking about making it his next hit product.”

“Thanks.”

Ferris took it and sipped through the straw.

Next, a ladybug on her chest she called Namiten. She said it was a Titan, but it seemed harmless, so Arshella decided not to pry – and let it drink from her fingers as well. Throughout all of this, Ferris stays smiling, her facial expression unchanged down to the millimeter.

“Well …. are you feeling okay now?”

“What? Me? I’m all fine and dandy now!!”

Ferris gave a thumbs up with a giggle.

But behind that big smile, there was a hint of restlessness.

“She’s so …… picturesque……”

Tiriel whispered into the ear of Arshella next to her.

“…… something …… empty …… or rather more like manic ……”

In fact, when the three of them went to Ferris’ house last night to check on her, she was staring out the window from inside her room without any lights on, looking very depressed. She said it was the window where Gevaudan used to stand when he was escorting her.

“I need to be strong, so Jibodan won’t hate me the next time we meet. Hahaha!”

Arshella closes her eyes at the sight of Ferris’s painful condition.

“You know, Ferris,” Tiriel peeked in.

“I know you’ve heard it manyy times before, but Gevaudan has a special place in his heart for you, and that’s why he never laid a hand on you. It’s the code that a knight never touches the princess. As for me, it was awful to have that thing forcefully inserted ……. It’s really, really awful.”

After saying this, Tiriel sat back down on the bench.

“That’s right, Ferris. Because I too, despite the fact that I asked for a time-out, but then he inserted it in me, no questions asked. Looking back on it now, that was a foul. He lost that game by foul play, thus I won.”

Arshella folded her arms and nodded her head.

Then Ferris gulped down her marijuana smoothie and sighed.

“This is different. I’ve always been protected by Jibodan, and I’ve never been able to show what I’m capable of, so he thinks I’m a burden to him.”

She laughed, but her face darkened.

“I should be more like you guys and show my charm as a woman. Yup. I need to be more proactive. I have to be strong. Yup. Which is why I’m being so positive right now! Ufufufufu.”

The smile on her mouth widened, but her eyes were not smiling. In front of that eerie smile, Tiriel and Arshella looked up at the sunny sky at the same time.

“Hah …….”

“This is not good……. Please take responsibility, Gevaudan…….”

–Doong

Suddenly, there was a loud noise.

The three’s attention turned to the storefront in Minosland.

There, they saw someone punching the counter of the store and leaning forward, and Lydia looked startled at the counter.

“Give me minotaur meat!”

“Umm, uhh…….”

The figure said bluntly.

His voice was loud as if he had come to take down the enemy. It was intimidating, as well as his physique, which was befitting of the volume of his voice.

“But not the belly! The belly of a minotaur is all fat and grease from lack of activity. it makes my stomach churn! I want something less fatty, I want a leg! preferably around the thighs!”

“Oh, um …….”

Lydia was speechless as he continued. Not only the store but also the people passing by became quiet.

The person who said the outrageous thing was someone hidden behind the hood of a cloak, his face hidden. On his back, he carried a white round shield with a bow, and a sword at his waist. He was a burly warrior.

Behind him stood another person, also wearing a hooded. This one was slender, but Arshella’s dragon eyes could tell from the way the figure stood that this person had extraordinary strength.

“Dupont-san…….”

Without waiting for Lydia’s distressed call, Dupont crept out from the back of the store.

He stood at the counter instead of Lydia and crossed his arms. A puff of steam came out of his cow’s nose.

“–It’s the same as the market price. If you want to buy it, I won’t stop you, but it will cost you a lot. Don’t complain if you get crippled.”

Dupont was once a fierce warrior who was known as the in Elysium.

He has fought one-on-one with heroes and has even confronted Titania and that Oberon. He wields a battle axe called the .

Even though he has retired from the front lines, it is insane for someone to pick a fight with a living legend.

“-Wa Haha. it better be a healthy calf then, an old, sinewy meat is not enough to satisfy my taste buds.”

“I’ll gut you, you little cunt.”

Gogogogogo (?????)…… the space around Minosland is distorting under the pressure.

“hi-hiee what’s wrong with that guy, is he crazy?”

Tiriel holds her mouth with her hands.

“Ah, here we go …..”

Arshella watches the scene.

“……”

“……”

Both of them are silently exchanging murderous stares. Lydia is standing rigidly with cold sweat from the side.

— In a flash, both raised their fists up as if there was a signal.

Their fists, which seemed to strike each other in the face at first, now instantly struck over the counter and entwined together.

Arms crossed, both men laughed ferociously. The hooded figure’s arms were as thick as Dupont’s burly arms.

“–Looking healthy as ever, Dupont.”

“Papameyan, so has arrived.”

The face that appeared behind the hood was a white skull.

Tiriel’s eyebrows furrowed at the sight of it.

“Ehhh, what …… no way, a skeleton?”

The undead, blasphemous beings who defy death. They were an abomination, an evil that would never be in harmony with the living.

“No, it’s just a mask.”

“Mask.”

Tiriel grumbled in reply to the unexpected mention of the word.

“Papameyan is an all-rounder swordsman, who is famous with that mask and that shield. He is also known as the , And is a top-class destroyer led by him.”

“Those are …….”

“There are six of them, all wearing capes, I think.”

As Arshella watches, the figure who had been waiting behind Papameyan steps forward.

Dupont calls out.

“Chario, are you still following this vagabond around?”

“Yes, I am. It has been a long time, Dupont-san.”

She took off her hood.

She was a beautiful woman. Long platinum blonde hair, woven into an intricate braid. A circlet with a feather ornament on her head was a unique sight.

“Have you dropped by Orlando’s place yet?”

“No. Papameyan-sama insisted on going here first.”

Chario looked at Papameyan’s back with the ‘give-up’ signs.

“Kaka kaka! This is the trick to inspect the city before the meeting so that the people in charge not have a chance to hide them.”

Arshella rolled her eyes at the exchange.

“Wow …… that’s Chario the Valkyrie.”

“Hm, isn’t she a very famous person!?”

“Ferris, we have seen her as kids at the Elysium Imperial game together. Let’s go get an autograph right now……… I wonder if she could write it on my shirt………”

Thus, Arshella went on to say meek things like a girl that met her idol.