Foreigner’s Mistake

Book 6: Chapter 72: Shock ~ 12

Book 6: Chapter 72: Shock ~ 12

TLN: Before reading this chapter, I apologize, I translated something wrong in the past chapter, The one magic that was used in present world is Sorcery [Majutsu], and the magic that was used in the old days (in ancient magic kingdom) is called Magic [Mahou] ( Demon can use Magic too)

The depth of the vertical hole, a loophole in the World Tree Labyrinth, was quite deep. Satoru used Glide to kill his speed on the way down, so he can't tell for sure, but at a rough guess, he must have descended about 300 meters. The narrow vertical hole suddenly widened.

A dark, wide space. After the sudden widening, Satoru flew through the air for another ten majors (90 meters) and landed softly in the middle of it with the Glide art. He wondered if it was the underground stem of the World Tree. It's too dark to see clearly, but it's probably quite large.

After applying the Light art to the end of her wand, Leia stepped down from Satoru's shoulder. In the light of the Light, the surrounding area was covered with bark. It may be the roots of the world tree, but even though it is inside a tree that is considered sacred, there is a chill in the air.

Leia looks around carefully. There's something out thereHer intuition told her so. Carefully, she looked at Satoru and nodded. Satoru nodded in response, and took a deep breath.

Hey, you fucking demon! I've come to exterminate you!

Satoru's loud voice echoed in the surroundings. A spirit of tree echoes, and a moment of silenceIt was the heavy bass that cut through it.

Great Flame!

Holy Shield!

Suddenly, there was a roar from the empty space, and a huge fireball about 10 meters long attacked. Leia was the one who quickly intercepted it with her defensive sorcery. A huge vortex of flame dispersed along the defensive sorcery Leia had put up.

Hoh. The Immortal King is here.

A goat-faced demon appeared from behind the smoke of the explosion, followed by a voice that said, I've seen something unusual. The figure was probably a little more than half-major (4m50cm). Its face was that of a goat, but its eyes were clearly different from those of livestock, and it had two huge curly horns, a muscular body, and four arms. The template-like figure that he have seen before is that of a demon. In a low voice, he heard a double voice.

So you're the Ingol-whatever?

There was a hint of amusement in Satoru's voice. Even though he was confronted with a monster that was clearly of a different shape and dimension, fear strangely did not well up in his heart.

It's Ingolshenes, Master.

I don't care what his name is. He is just a passing character who got beaten up anyway.

Satoru barked at Solor's retort. He's three times the size of Satoru(?), and he looks hideous. Even though he was clearly a different kind of person, Satoru laughed through his nose. The fact that he can fight such an alien and deformed opponent is almost a joy to him.

Ingolshenes, who hadn't seen a human spouting big words in a long time, snickered back. It seems that he is a little big for a human, but from the point of view of Ingolshenes, who is a demon, it is not much different. It's the same as when humans look at the size of a mouse.

Hou. Do you think I'm a beaten character, human?

The intimidating double bass sound was a bit grating. The sight of such an alien creature would certainly frighten any normal person.

It's strange why don't I feel any fear? Satoru asks himself this question in his mind, but no answer comes out. Rather, it is as if he is finding joy in being able to fight an enemy that seems formidable.

When he was in his original world, he was certainly a fighter, but he was not reckless enough to fight with someone who was obviously not a professional. In fact, there were a few times when he got into fights and got beaten up. This deformed monster was probably a lot more troublesome than having to deal with five people at once, but he couldn't feel a sense of fear.

The elves are foolish. The number of sacrifices will temporarily increase again.

There was a hint of pleasure in Ingolshenes' voice, as if he deserved to win.

Ingolshenes knew exactly what would happen to the Elves who lived just outside the labyrinth as a result of his own anger brought on by this battle. A little over 100 years ago, he easily defeated ten elves who recklessly challenged him, and let one of them survive with his left arm cut off to make an example, and told him to send sacrifices every year for 50 years.

Shall we do it all over again?  the Immortal King is troublesome, but she was also originally human. I don't think she can beat my soul

Bastard, you've been taking sacrifices, haven't you?

Look, there they are.

Satoru turns his gaze to the point where Ingolshenes squeezed his chin.

There were a number of small, pure white bones lying around, as if they were overflowing from a hole. Satoru's eyes narrowed.

The demon race eats humans and elves. They don't just eat them for nourishment. They just eat them for fun. Women are softer than men, and children are softer than adults. The moment humans and elves realizes that they are going to be eaten, the look of fear on their face is the greatest pleasure and treat for Ingolshenes.

A quiet anger welled up in Satoru's heart.

...... You're an even bigger asshole than you sound.

Hmph, Satoru gathered strength in his waist and pointed the tip of the Giant Killer at Ingolshenes, who snickered. Ingolshenes also responds and takes up a fighting stance.

Zuryaahh!

Satoru's voice signaled the start of the battle. He took a sharp step forwardand a dull clang sounded.

......!? What the hell is this guy!?

As Satoru wielded the Giant Killer with one hand, Ingolshenes received it with his two left armsbut Satoru's power was too much for Ingolshenes to catch it and he let it go. The sword, large and huge for a human to handle, leaps up just before it hits the floor, and Ingolshenes takes an instant backstep to get away.

I'm losing my physical strength!?

Ingolshenes roared in humiliation. The fact that he was outmatched by a human being tore at his pride. If he had accepted the challenge, he would have been so overpowered that his arms would have been cut off or he would have been knocked down. I know that. But I can't admit it. It's not possible. There is no way that an honorable demon like me can be outdone by a lowly human.

Do you think it's just about power? Leia, Solor, don't interfere!

...... Do as you please.

Very well

Leia was half-amused, while Solor replied nonchalantly.

If it was one against many, how could a mere mortal challenge this Ingolshenes? Satoru's arrogance irritated Ingolshenes' pride.

Don't underestimate me, human! My Flame become a prison!

Back-stepping at high speed, Ingolshenes crossed his lower two arms while keeping his upper arm at the ready, and used fire magic. A hot cord of white light, which is almost impossible to counteract with the magic that remains today, is stretched over and over, and burns around Satoru and his surroundings with a thunderous roar. The magic is so powerful that it can burn through a lump of flesh and turn it to bone in a matter of seconds but Satoru swung his arm. He easily dispelled the fire magic by sprinkling wet sand around him. He didn't take any damage at all.

......!!

Ingolshenes was surprised, horrified, and later, surprised at himself for being horrified by Satoru's impossible power. The fact that he, who possessed a considerable amount of power among the demon race, was terrified by a human is impossible and unforgivable.

Satoru smiled fearlessly. It's a fearless smile that makes it hard to tell which one is the demon.

Hey, Ingol something.

What it is

Do you prefer sorcery? Or do you prefer swords?

When Ingolshenes realized that Satoru was asking about the means of battle, he realized that this person was so out of the ordinary. There is no way that a mere mortal can fight a demon race on even terms. Ingolshenes is not sure if Satoru's a holy sword wielder who once defeated the king of the demons, but the sword he's carrying is not much more than a Sturdy magic sword.

......are you really human?

Satoru holds up the Giant Killer to Ingolshenes, who has an impatient expression on his face.

I hate to say it, but... I'm human, at least!

As soon as Satoru said that, he swung the Giant Killer over the top of his head and jumped into Ingolshenes' bosom at a ridiculous speed. Giant Killer is not as sharp as a sword. It's basically a striking weapon that takes advantage of its size and weight.  If Ingolshenes skin is hardened, there is no way that his skin can be cut, but the blow swung from the upper part of the body, even with Ingolshenes' reaction, he couldn't get there in time, and he had slashed one of his left arms!. And dark green fresh blood splattered.

Guh!

Letting go of the blown-off arm, Ingolshenes swung his two right arms down toward Satoru. However, Satoru is nowhere to be seen. He had dodged with a quick step. Ingolshenes was unable to catch Satoru's movement. He looked back at the lack of response, checked Satoru's position, and instantly regenerated the arm that had been cut off. When he saw a new arm sprouting from the cut section with a slick texture, Satoru shouted in admiration.

Ohhh. That's the demon race for you. You can regenerate your arms

Ingolshenes realized his disadvantage in a fighting match when he heard Satoru's paused voice. He still has room to spare. If we can't catch the other person's movemonetsIf that's the case, there's only attack magic that he won't be able to dodge

Fire Javelin!

10 fire javelins instantly dance around Ingolshenes. Just as he was about to attack Satoru, nearly 20 ice spears danced around Satoru and attacked Ingolshenes. The fire javelins and ice javelins collided with each other, and the fire javelins were swallowed by the ice javelins. The ice javelins attacked with such ferocity that Ingolshenes immediately unleashed a wall of flame. However, even that was overcome and the ice javelins pierced his body.

What the hell is this power?! That's impossible!

All of Ingolshenes' fire javelins were defeated by Satoru's ice javelins. Ingolsheness fired ten, and Satoru fired twenty. He was surprised at the number, but he intuitively realized that one ice javelin fired by Satoru was as powerful as five fire javelins fired by Ingolshenes.

Not even in martial arts, not even in magicIngolshenes bit his teeth at the result of being forced to realize that he, a noble demon, was being overwhelmed by a petty human. I'll admit it, this guy is a monster.

I-I understand, human. I admit my defeat.

Satoru showed a disappointed look at Ingolshenes, who raised his four arms high in the air in a show of surrender.

Oh, that was easy.

Satoru's eyes twinkled as he visibly relaxed, and Ingolshenes' eyes flashed.

(You Idiot!)

If Ingolshenes can't win in a direct confrontation, he'll just take hostages. The two women Satoru's brought, one of them is the Immortal King, so that one is not good, then the other one. The shadow of Ingolshenes danced behind Satoru. With a Guu, the shadow stretched out vigorously and jumped towards Solor. But Solor didn't panic or make a fuss, she made her mark and took a breath.

The blade that cuts through is a thread of steel.

Instantly, the shadow that had leapt toward Solor was caught in an invisible thread of steel and split into small pieces.

Magic!?

The magic that was supposed to be extinct in this day and age was used, and Ingolshenes was taken by surprise for the umpteenth time. Solor's expression did not change a bit. Satoru's expression twisted as he realized the plot that had taken place behind his back.

He's the demon race, after all. He'll do a small, clever trick.

Satoru's eyes flickered miserably as he took back the Giant Killer. He looked Ingolshenes straight in the eye.

It was better that way. I can kill him without mercy.

The murderous intent in Satoru's eyes clearly pressured Ingolshenes. Even though Satoru was only a third of Ingolshenes size, he felt intimidated, as if he were three times his size. It's too powerful to be called a person, and the overwhelming power is too terrifying.

W-Wait, human.

I'm getting impatient, as expected. Fighting doesn't work, magic doesn't work, trickery doesn't work, so what should I do?

There is only one answer. There is only one way to escape.

I divide

The moment the magic was activated, there was a pon sound of air exploding. Immediately, nearly a hundred tiny Ingolshenes scattered like a spider's web. Each one was probably about 30 cm in size.

...... what the heck is that?

Satoru's eyes were widen open at the sudden action. Leia muttered as she kept the small herd of fleeing Ingolshenes in her sights.

The demon race, no matter how much their body is destroyed, will not die unless their core is destroyed. I'm sure he's planning to escape.

I won't let him escape!

Satoru thrust the Giant Killer into the ground and imagined it. The invisible steel thread that Solor had used earlier - the same way as a cast net - was released toward the Ingolshenes. The net was so wide and so fine that the Ingolshenes were completely wiped out.

Guaaaaaahhh!!

And it's not just any net. The net has an electric current flowing through it. Satoru quickly gathers the small Ingolscenes, who are writhing in shock, into a sack and lifts the net over the mass of Ingolscenes in his arms. Leia and Solor both checked to make sure there was no leakageThey exchanged a quick glance and nodded at each other. There is no leak.

Which one is the core?

It's the one at the far end.

All of the little Ingolshenes surprised at the cold-heartedness of Solor's point. He could feel the net of high-voltage electric current gradually shrinking. Some of Ingolness were burnt, some fainted, and some were crushed into mere lumps of meat - It turns into grilled meat dumplings with the Ingolshenes mark.

W-wait!

The surviving Ingolshenes said in unison in an impatient voice. But Satoru only gave him a cold stare. The size of the net gradually decreased, and now it was the size of a basketball.

There won't be a third time!

Ingolshenes despaired at Satoru's cruel declaration. The last words of the Demon, which has been alive for almost 1,500 years, are incredibly common.

T-this is impossible......!

The net became even smaller, turning from the size of a softball to a ping pong ball, and then it all disappeared.

Mother!

Suddenly, Reine felt she heard her beloved daughter's voice, and Reine looked up. Then, later, she smiled bitterly. It can't be. Her daughter was currently in the World Tree Village in the Dark Green Forest with a young human traveler named Satoru.

After the death of her husband, the radicals in her village kicked her daughter out of the village, and she felt so sorry for her daughter that she told the villagers that she would follow Liz, and left the village where she was born and raised. As a result of being kicked out of her village and wandering around with nowhere to go, she hurt her leg, but she doesn't regret it.

Many elven men have offered to be her escort, but she has rejected all of them. She intended to devote herself to her late husband. She thinks it would be better to watch her daughter grow up and wither away.

However, Reina was surprised to meet Satoru by chance. He looked so much like her husband when he was younger. Not only did he look like him, but he also had the same mood and voice, which made the woman Reina had abandoned tingle. But even so, Reine's pride wouldn't allow her to cling to Satoru, no matter how much he resembled her husband, because she had given her life to her late husband. In addition, Satoru was carrying around a girl with the same skin color as the dark elf, who he must have had a close relationship with, and Liz was probably following the image of her late father, and was quite fond of him. It is not a good idea for such an aunt to cling to him without any sense of age.

Liz was generally a fearless girl, but since her father's death, she had been subjected to a lot of blatant harassment and had a downcast expression on her face at every turn. She was even relieved when the decision was made to kick her out. Since leaving the village, Reine had been actively looking for a place to live. She was trying so hard, so vividly, that she couldn't tell that her leg was getting worse.

By chance, she found a newly built village and was picked up by a caring old lady. The old lady didn't care one bit, but she went out of her way to set up a house for us on the outskirts of the village because she knew that half-elves were discriminated against. Reine can't thank her enough for showing up at every opportunity, teaching her things and helping her.

I don't care if I wither away like this. I would be fine if I could live my life helping others in need, just like that old lady who helped me and my daughter.

But when she thought of her daughter, Reine felt bad that Liz had to continue to take care of Reine's bad leg until Liz reached the right age, and Reine felt guilty about it. However, there were no men of the right age in the nearby village, and being a half-elf, the other party would have to take a step or two back. Liz was not bad looking, but she had inherited her father's hair color, which was very rare for an elf.

As a mother, it would be a shame to let her daughter wither away like this. It seems that Liz is interested in the outside world, and it might be a good idea for her to leave her mother behind and go on a journey.

Separate from my child, huh?

Liz grew up to be a good girl, if I do say so myself, as her mother. I'm proud of the fact that even though she was persecuted as a half-elf, she was able to grow up straight without being twisted. However, at the point when it was decided that she would be kicked out, Liz was 13 years old. 13 years old for an elf is 4 or 5 years old for a human, but half-elves grow up the same way as humans until they are 15. I remember as if it were only yesterday that I was raising my daughter while being amazed at how quickly she grew.

In the society of people in this world, 15 years old is considered to be an adult. If you think about it, Liz will be an adult next year. She is old enough to be separated from her parents. It's not easy for me as an elf to be separated from my child in a short period of time, just a little over 14 years.

First of all, I have to get away from Lise. Reine sighed deeply. After the shock of losing her husband, she didn't want to lose her daughter as well, so she came out of the village with her, but when she thought about it, it was just the behavior of a parent who hasn't separated from her child.

My daughter and I have different time frames to live. Simply by the average lifespan of the species, if things continued as they were, Reine would have to see Liz off. It would not be in the best interest of her daughter to involve herself in this.

Even though I knew this, I still felt lonely. But the sooner I make a decision, the better.

Fortunately, Liz seems to have grown quite fond of the two travelers she met this time, Satoru and Rico, and asked them to take her along to a nearby town - Mugere or Ares. That's what Reine decided. She wondered if Liz could get a live-in job at one of the stores.

It wouldn't be so inconvenient for Reine to live on her own. She can go to a nearby village and live with that old woman who loves to take care of someone, or she can go back to her village if she's on her own, although it's a little embarrassing since she dared to come back

And then there was a knock at the door.

Yes, who is it?

After answering, Reine was curious. According to Satoru, there were no people in the nearby village. In addition, how could a traveler visit a place like this, which was somewhat out of the village, two days in a row?

I'm from the Academy of the Wise in Ares

The Academy of the Wise ......?

It was a man's voice that came from behind the door. Reine knew the name of the Academy of the Wise. Although Reine grew up in a village, she was a negotiator with the outside world and had many opportunities to come into contact with human society. It was also through this that she met her late husband.

As she opened the door, dragging her aching feetAt the same moment, the tip of the dagger was thrust at Reine's neck. Reine's eyes narrowed.

........What are you trying to do?

Reine was surprised, but not panic. She glanced around to see how many people were thereSix. That's a lot. A man in partial sheet metal armor approached from behind a man in leather armor with a dagger at her neck, smiling lowly. It was a human man. His physique, while not as big as Satoru's, but is quite large, and he looks well-trained.

Hey, you know who Satoru is, don't you?

So, what?

Raymond shrugged and threw a rude glance at Reine, a little surprised at the elf woman's unfazed gallantry even with a dagger at her throat. The elven woman's age is hard to pinpoint, but she is probably around 100 years old. She may be a little older, but her abilities are commendable, and she will be a good for sale.

That guy's been watched by the Academy of the Wise as someone who would do harm to the world.

Raymond thought he was speaking out of turn, but he didn't think the High Mentor really thought that way. It was simply a way to get the elf lady.

So?

We'll use you as bait to catch him. Shut up and be the bait.

Reine throws a cold stare at the leader of the group. Seeing an elf among the men with a lowly smile on his face, Reine frowned. She frowned because she remembered that even though he was an elf, he had the face of a criminal, a criminal who had been consumed by human greed. It's unlikely that anyone from the Academy of the Wise would use such a criminalThat's what Reine thinks. In reality, it was a complicated and varied process, but that was none of Reine's concern.

Reine returns her gaze to the leader of the group and tells him firmly.

I refuse. Why should I listen to a man who suddenly pulls a dagger on me?

You!

The man with the dagger in his hand took a step forward in anger. The tip of the dagger struck her in the throat and pierced her skin. A red thread flowed from the wound.

I'm not asking for your opinion. You're little older, but I think I'd enjoy it.

I don't know why Satoru's name came up, but these guys are just brigands. That's what Reine had decided. They're probably just trying to make me a plaything. If that's the case, there's no need to show any mercy. Roine took a breath.

Air Cutter!

Instantly, a blade of wind swept around her. The arm of the man who was holding the dagger to her throat was cut off and blood sprayed.

When she was young, Reine had been a negotiator with the outside world in her village. In the village, this position is reserved for those who are confident in their skills and sorcery. This is because human society likes to show off its power. In order to compete with this, the elves that go out into the world are chosen to have the power to compete with them.

And Royne is an advanced user of wind sorcery.

You bitch!

The men's reaction was swift. It was a spell that was intended to kill the leader of the group, a large man in sheet metal armor, but the power of the Air Cutter rapidly diminished just before it hit the large man, which was a miscalculation on Reine's part. He was probably wearing a Magic Resistance charm.

She tried to fall backwards, but tripped. She had not taken into account the condition of her own legs. The other man in leather armor came up to her quickly and punched her in the shoulder.

Ggahh!

She was a bit on the fleshy side for an elf, but she was still an elf. She was no match for the power of a human, let alone a man. Seeing that she was beaten up, the other men's companions entered the house in a coordinated movement. The man in leather armor stomped on her arm as she tried to make a mark to use the art while trying to hold back the pain.

S-Stop it!

Reine was about to stand up to the men who were wreaking havoc with a firm attitude, she froze at the look of the man standing in front of her. The man who just had his arm cut off by the Air Cutter is standing there in a rage, holding his wound. The man was so angry that he kicked Reine in the stomach without mercy.

Ggaghh! Gaghh, aghh

The man kicked Reine precisely in the solar plexus, and her breathing stopped for a moment. She couldn't stand it and vomited up the contents of her stomach. It was difficult to use the art. She could not concentrate and could not chant the words.

You, my arm! Arghh, Oi!? How much money I'll have to pay to have use Regenerative Healing!

The man stomped hard on Reine one after another. Reine body danced every time she is stepped on and kicked. The wound that was sliced clean off can be healed immediately by Regenerative, but there is no magician in the group who can handle the Holy Art of Regenerative, and it is quite far to the town where the magician is located. If it takes a long time, only Regenerative Healing can cure them. Those arts such as Regenerative and Healing require a lot of money, but Regenerative Healing would require a tremendous amount of money. The money that the man has earned so far will not be enough. The man is so angry that he lashes out at Reine.

Oi. Don't overdo it. You'll lower the selling price.

The leader of the group was the last one to enter the house. This man had waited until his companions had conquered Reine before entering the house. He must be small-minded for a man of his size. But Reyne doesn't have time to think about that. The man who had his arm slashed off came at Reine.

Stop ......!

Before she could resist, Reine's clothes were ripped off with force. The place where she was kicked was giving off a dull pain here and there. Her breasts, which were quite large for an elf, were revealed through the gap in her torn clothes, causing the people around her to cheer.

(Ahh, my dear husband. ......)

The men seemed to know what they were doing, and another man in metal armor grabbed both of Reine's arms and held her down. There was no way an elf's thin arms could stand up to a human man. Desperately flailing, but unfazed, Reine despaired of the situation. The leader of the group sat back in the chair and seemed to have decided to watch the humiliation from a high position.

The bloodshot eyes of the men horrified Reine to the core.

Oh, man, you've got a pretty good body.

Nnghhh!!

Reine screamed as he grabbed her chest forcefully through the gap in her torn clothes. Her arms are held down, so she can flail about with her legs, but her right leg is injured, so if she moves it too far, she's in too much pain to do anything about it. She scrambled to kick with her left foot, but the criminal male elf wouldn't let her do it and clamped down on her ankle.

The man who had one of his arms cut off seemed to have used physical sorcery to stop the bleeding for the time being. With bloodshot eyes, he hurriedly took off his own pants. Imagining what was to come, Reine despaired. I don't want to allow my body, which I have never forgiven anyone other than my late husband, to be defiled by these crude men. Even if my late husband forgave me, my pride would not allow it.

Let me enjoy myself until Satoru and the others arrive.

The side of her head was pressed against the floor with a loud thud, and a sharp pain shot through the lower half of her body, which was dazed with pain. The severity of the sensation made Reine widened her eyes and despair.

Nngiihhh, gughh.......gaghhh!

It was the first time in ten years that Reine had received a man's penis, and of course her vagina was not wet. Even so, the man began to pistoning without mercy. Reine's body shook in disgust, but there was nothing she could do because she was being held down.

(Nooo! Noo, noo, nooooooooo!!)

I can't believe it. Tears spilled from Reine's corner of her eye at the unpardonable blasphemy. There were six men humiliating her, and they were enjoying it. In addition, according to what these men are saying, they are trying to use her as bait to catch Satoru. Liz, who is with Satoru, will not be safe.

While enduring the pain attacking her lower body, Reine struggled desperately.

Hyoooh! It's so warm! And it's got a nice tightness to it! Elves are quite nice!

The man plunging into her, even though he had just had his arm sliced off, was screaming in delight. The bleeding and pain in his arm was erased by his own physical sorcery. The man enjoys the tightness of Reine's body, which cancels out the dull pain. Reine's still flailing about, but she's only an elf with a thin arm. There was no way she could compete with three men holding her down. If the man keep moving like this, she's going to get wet sooner or later.

(Liz ...... Satoru-san ......)

In desperation, Reine made up her mind. She couldn't use her offensive sorcery in this situation. However, there was one art that she could use, although she would have to pour most of her magic into it.

It was the last art.

It was an art that she had learned but thought she would never use. But in this case, it was the only way. I don't want to continue to be a plaything for these men.

(I'm sorry, Liz. Satoru-san, please take care of Liz.)

Reine stopped her counterattack. When the man stops moving for a moment, surprised by the change in reaction, she chant her last art. She doesn't know if this art will reach Liz or Satoru. But this is the only art she has left.

(Dear ......)

The cheerful face of her late husband flashed through her mind. It quickly disappeared, and then....

........Ahh?

The man who had had one of his arms cut off was shaken by the apparent change in reaction of the female elf who had been laying on him. He thought she would give up and accept his penis, but this reaction was different. There was only one thing that came to mind.

You bitch, you ruined your own soul!

At the sound of the man's voice, Raymond stood up, his blood boiling. He used this female elf as bait to kill Satoru, sold her and her daughter to a slave trader to make a small fortune, and then rode Satoru's flying dragon back to triumphSuch a cheesy dream was crumbling with a clatter.

What did you say!?

Grimly, Raymond bit his teeth. He realized that he had underestimated the chastity of the elves. This woman elf has a daughter, which means she is a woman of childbirth. But to choose to die because she can't stand to be raped - that's a terrible miscalculation.

Raymond looked at the female elf who had committed the act of destroying her own soul. Raymond resisted the urge to spit on the proud female elf who was already out of it.

......It can't be helped. I guess I'll just have to cover it up with a dead body or something.

Thus. The situation moved in a big way without Satoru's knowledge.

Raymond and his men were unaware. They were unaware that they had signed the death warrant.