Chapter 4. Go after the weak first. (5)
‘It had a reputation for being a light and sharp sword.’
This point was emphasized several times in the original work, but when I held it in my hand and swung it, it felt different.
‘It is truly the strongest sword in the world.’
At the same time as I was impressed, a sense of caution crept in.
‘Will I be able to stay sane while writing this?’
Every time a life is cut, one loses one’s moral sense, and one loses one’s reason for the number of lives taken. He simply becomes a monster intoxicated with the pleasure of murder.
It was only natural that cutting a human being was easier than cutting a pudding.
“…….”
I glared at Requiem’s black blade.
Even though he had just completely maimed a human being, he was completely calm.
Requiem was still beautiful, and there wasn’t even a drop of blood on the smooth blade. As if something had just happened, it was just black and burning.
‘Don’t be fooled here.’
I bit my lip and made a promise. And then I took my eyes off Requiem.
“You… bastard!”
Bruno struggled to get up.
Its small eyes sparkled with anger.
“How dare you take my arm….”
He didn’t look at his arm, which he could no longer use. Instead, he grabbed the halberd that was lying on the floor with his free arm.
“I’ll kill you!”
It howled viciously and rushed at me. The moment you raise your halberd with all your might and try to hit me,
“Ugh!”
The body of the man who lost one arm betrayed its owner. Due to a different sense of balance than before, the halberd split in the wrong place.
“Tsk.”
Bruno barely managed to stand up before falling to the floor.
“Why is this?”
“Why? I’m missing one arm, so of course it’s not like it used to be.”
The guy’s face was distorted in an ugly way at my gentle reply.
When had he ever felt such humiliation and anger? Probably not.
“This bastard…!”
As if to prove this, the deadly force coming out of it became so strong that it could be felt on the skin.
‘Oh, it’s tingling.’
Fighting spirit, or murderous intent.
The form of energy emitted by humans felt much more acute than before. I felt like I could see things visually if my abilities were strengthened a little more.
‘It would be good to deal with assassination.’
Even though the guy was staring at me like I was going to kill him, I was just calm.
Because I never felt like I was going to lose.
“die-!”
It lunged again with a cry full of rage.
A more cautious step, as if trying not to fall. So the speed was not fast.
To me, who had experienced Liam using a sword faster than me, his movements felt almost stationary.
‘Even though it’s slow, it’s too slow.’
I moved my feet with a leisurely smile. I lightly twisted my body to avoid the halberd, and tightened my grip on the hand holding the sword.
‘The first murder committed in Abel’s body.’
As the victim, the man in front of me was not a very bad person.
There was no conflict or even hesitation in this decision. Just a sense of duty to do what is natural.
‘now!’
I took one step forward and cut off the guy’s exposed neck.
The human cervical vertebrae is the thickest of all bones and is surrounded by numerous muscles that protect it.
It is said that even a well-trained death row inmate requires sharpened tools and unique skills to cut off a person’s head with one blow.
however.
Suddenly!
Requiem moved forward like water and easily cut off the guy’s head.
“ugh…….”
The scream that came up the guy’s throat was,
Empty!
The head fell to the floor and was swallowed up. The man ended his life without even being able to cry out.
“……under.”
I moaned in admiration as I looked at the headless corpse.
“It’s no different from before.”
There was no feeling of my neck being caught or even being cut. This was because the Requiem absorbed vitality the moment it touched the blade.
As evidence, the guy’s neck and shoulders had already turned black.
There wasn’t even a drop of blood in my first murder. Only a slight coolness and a smooth feel remained in the hand.
“Whew.”
I grabbed the sword and swallowed a drowsy groan.
‘This is too much.’
so sweet.
The energy of life absorbed through the sword was better than any food I had ever eaten. A taste that is truly close to extreme taste.
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The sensation of cutting into a human body, a human face filled with fear and despair, a victory so easily achieved.
Those moments embrace my whole body as if it were melting. This was more stimulating and fascinating than any other sensation Abel’s body had experienced.
‘… … By stealing other people’s lives.’
I tried my best to create resistance. It was clear that if I was easily fascinated by this stimulation that Requiem brought, I would eventually give up the initiative.
“…….”
I quickly closed my eyes.
I moistened my dry lips and calmed my rapidly beating heart. She smelled death and suppressed the madness that threatened to stir her.
‘You can’t be swayed.’
Even if you enjoy it, you shouldn’t get caught up in it.
A pleasure like a drug, like gambling. I had to always be on guard against this and separate myself from it.
I deliberately opened my eyes.
“Hmm.”
I noticed a head, or rather a head, lying next to the guy’s body.
His bushy beard and hair were all flying. The skin, which was shiny with oil, became rough as if it had been dried with salt.
When I saw that hideous appearance, I was able to become a little calmer.
“I guess I didn’t die comfortably.”
It will not be able to undergo the normal decay process of a corpse.
A process in which a rotten, nasty smell emerges, maggots form, and rats bite. Because there wasn’t even any flesh left to do that.
‘I’ll probably turn into a skeleton in a little while.’
This is usually the case with bodies that have been hit by Requiem. All life is sucked out, the flesh dries up, and only the imperishable bones remain and decay.
In the original story, only a skeleton remained where Abel swept past. It was an even more terrible disaster because the identity of the body could not even be confirmed.
‘So I mainly used stabbing sword techniques.’
When Abel committed mass murder, he did not cut off his head in an inconvenient manner. He simply stabbed anywhere and then withdrew his sword.
‘Just a few seconds.’
During that moment, all vitality is sucked out of the victim and he dies.
In the latter half of the work, before Cain’s annihilation, Abel was almost assimilated into Requiem. At that time, he took his life simply by grazing his opponent with his sword.
‘How long will it take now?’
I was lost in thought with my sword hanging down. It was necessary to measure the time it takes to completely absorb the vitality of a human being.
Requiem cooed ravenously, as if it liked the newly absorbed vitality. It was the most satisfying appearance of Requiem that I have ever seen.
‘It’s good.’
After glaring at the sword once, he jumped over the pieces of meat scattered on the floor.
‘Why am I doing this annoying thing?’
Anyway, I had to finish what I had planned for today.
The longer I took out my sword and cut down people, the worse it would be for me. I had to kill the enemies as quickly and quickly as possible, and calmly.
I grabbed the doorknob behind him and turned it. I saw a hallway and a door full of traces of people walking around.
‘This is the passageway where insiders travel.’
It definitely felt different from the hallway I walked through earlier. It was clear that this was the den of the store guys.
‘Where do you want to be among these?’
We had to find the remaining employees and remaining slaves. But there was no need for him to go through the trouble of opening the doors one by one.
“…….”
When I closed my eyes and entered the absolute realm, I felt life swaying in the distance.
‘Quite a few. Are they slaves?’
And another life wandering in front of it. They were radiating much stronger life force than the beings I had felt before.
‘I guess these are the people standing guard.’
I nodded with satisfaction.
Every time I used my ability, I was getting used to it little by little. Not only did the range increase, but I could also feel the level of vitality.
‘And towards the back… … .’
I glanced at the door I came through earlier. Beyond that, many lives were visible.
However, this one was moving more actively than the previous one.
‘They must be guests.’
Time to close the business soon. They will leave and only the employees I saw earlier will remain.
‘good.’
After making a decision, I kicked off the ground and jumped into the hallway in front of me. They chose to strike the slaves first.
‘Did you say Noah?’
He will be back in the room soon. With general manager Moritz.
‘Because you might be curious about new products.’
And then, startled by the unexpected situation, they will hurry to find me. So there was no need to go looking for it now.
‘I wonder what kind of expression he has on his face.’
I grinned and increased my speed. Honestly, teasing Noah was a lot of fun.
As I passed a few doors, the place where I felt life got closer and closer.
“Is this the last time?”
“Yes. Oh my, it’s killing me trying to move five people.”
The sound of loud words. And the sound of something heavy being dragged.
“What’s going on, sending the slave back?”
“I don’t know. I just thought it was because Noah made a mistake.”
The coachman was putting a slave in a prison cell at the end of the hallway. Two guards holding swords watched him.
“This kind of thing…”
The mouth of one security guard who was muttering in confusion stopped. he asked, pointing at me.
“What is that guy?”
“What, who?”
Another guard looked at his fingertips and tilted his head.
“This is my first time seeing you? Rather, that bastard is holding a sword.”
“What happened…….”
The coachman came out of the prison and gasped when he saw me.
“Um, who is that guy?”
“Do you know someone?”
“Well, this is the customer I brought in earlier.”
The coachman’s voice gradually became quieter.
“I believe it was definitely sent to Brother Bruno….”
“And how are you here?”
“Brother Bruno, what are you doing?”
The two guards were on alert.
“There, stop.”
“This is no place for rats.”
Their voices were threatening, but there was a hint of satisfaction in what had been a boring car.
They have three, I have one.
It was a situation where I felt sufficiently relaxed. You must have thought that you had found some entertainment to relieve your itching.
“…….”
I drew a smile that they wouldn’t see. Then he increased his speed and approached them.
“Where!”
“You bastard!”
Two people swung their swords to block me. But their swords didn’t even graze my collar.
puck!
“Ahh!”
Because my goal was to be a coachman.
The coachman, who had been kicked, fell to the floor. With a clatter, the door he had missed opened without a hitch.
’12 people.’
We quickly confirmed the number of slaves imprisoned in prison.
Five of them were drugged and asleep, and seven were huddled together in a corner, shivering.
‘Supply and demand are difficult, damn it.’
I clicked my tongue, thinking of Philip.
fantasy,
