Episode 164: Crime and Punishment (3)
[Ah! sister! scared!]
[brother! Save me!]
[Someone please help!]
The faces of crying children.
Dantalian seems to have caught and eaten children who tried to escape the orphanage and put their faces together.
Bikir recalled the strange code of conduct at the orphanage he had seen not too long ago.
It was probably to frighten the children and prevent them from escaping, and to prevent anyone from reaching out to the children who had run away.
And Dolores, who learned all this, was able to create an intense torch that had never been possible before.
… Kurrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!
Pure white flames began to burn all over Dantalian.
[Quaaaaaaaaagh!?]
With the sound of burning skin, Dantalian twisted his whole body.
But Dolores hadn’t seen it.
“bad… … evil in the world… … You bastard!”
There are not many curse words that I know how to do.
My vision is blurry because tears are overflowing from my eyes.
She bowed her head, unable to meet the eyes of the children in pain in the flames.
His innate divine power was at a tremendous level, but it happened because he had not yet accumulated practical experience to effectively manifest it.
… … But there was a skillful touch that made up for it.
Plenty!
Bikir. The hound of night bared its razor-sharp teeth again, slicing through Dantalian’s flesh.
‘It’s an opportunity.’
Dantalian, engulfed in the flames emitted by Dolores, suffers from a terrible blast pain.
At this moment, if Dantalian’s body was slowly cut with a knife, there was a good enough chance.
… Whoop!
A red aura exploded from the tip of Bikir’s sword.
The sticky liquid aura that symbolizes the top grade of a graduate is now almost solid.
[Ugh!? Dare to the human subject!]
Dantalian raised his body from burning white flames and pulled out purple tongues.
Chanang! window! kang!
Vikir’s sword and Dantalian’s tongue began to collide fiercely.
Even in the blink of an eye, a high-speed battle where dozens of sums come and go.
However, the seasoned Vikir continued to attack without losing Dantalian’s demonic speed.
Ta-ang!
Hitting Dantalian’s tongue with the back of a kill, Vikir felt his wrist bones tingle.
‘… … It’s definitely stronger than Andromalius.’
Andromalius, who was in the body of Seth Les Baskervilles, was also a super-high-ranking demon of the Demon King class.
However, the difference was that the Knights of the Baskervilles fought together at that time, and the finish was built by Hugo Les Baskervilles.
However, Vikir, who is now playing 1:1 with Dantalian, had a strong helper.
“Night Hound! Please step back!”
Dolores created a barrier with white flames in her hands.
Bikir, who had been wielding his sword without blinking or breathing in the high-speed battle, was finally able to retreat behind the barrier and reorganize.
Sizzle sizzle… …
The white heat that consumed the darkness drove Dantalian far away.
But Dantalian wasn’t impatient at all.
[Ho-ho-ho! This is the first time people have pushed me like this. Interesting, yes.]
“interest? Let’s see if I can say that before I die.”
[Did you die? Are you trying to kill me now? Hohoho – You are overflowing with ambition, yes.]
Dantalian drew the face of the gentleman with the mustang mustache forward one long time and then spoke politely.
[okay. All humans believe they are special. chosen. special. A hero who can kill demons and bring peace to this world. Hero. What do you mean?]
His face soon turns into that of a bewitching woman.
And the next one changed to that of an innocent child, then that of a stubborn man, and then that of a ferocious old man.
Cheonseosaeng (千面書生). Indeed, it was a change worthy of Dantalian’s face.
[But no. In fact, everyone in the world is special. Everyone’s a hero, a lover, an idiot, a villain. They are all main characters and have their own unique story.]
At the same time, Dantalian exhaled a thick black mist from his mouth.
Fog filled the entire space in an instant, like smoke from a fire.
flutter –
Three unpleasant objects fell in front of Bikir and Dolores, who stepped back.
It was a black leather sack, similar to the one Ephebo, Hebe, Pedo, and Geronto wore over their faces in the past.
The leftmost sack wriggled.
… Jump!
Dark blue veins vibrate on the outer surface of the thin leather bag.
yet.
… Jump! … Jump! … Jump!
The three leather sacks started running wild.
Its ominous jump was like the sack covering the face of a hanged man as he wriggled on the verge of death.
Dantalian chuckled in a satisfied tone, as if he had already peeked inside the sack.
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[…] … Now, shall we listen to your stories?]
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in thick fog.
Dolores looked around for Dantalian, who had disappeared behind the fog.
“What is this fog? It doesn’t disappear even with divine power.”
“… … be careful.”
Bikir has already been through Dantalian.
Therefore, the attack pattern of the monster was also predicted to some extent.
Before long, one of the three black bags floating in the air is seen opening wide.
Bikir said in a dry voice.
“That’s the ‘Sack of Shame’ that Dantalian the Face Collector carries.”
“… … ?”
The moment Dolores tilts her head.
The hilt of shame veered toward Dolores before pulling something out from inside.
Seeing what came out of the sack, Dolores’s expression turned to surprise for an instant.
“Ah!? that!?”
It was Dolores herself who emerged from the sack.
[…] … .]
Fake Dolores looking at Dolores with an expressionless face.
Bikir calmly explained further.
“The bag of shame makes the target look shameful. It is a mental attack by bringing the most shameful memories into reality.”
So, what is in front of her now is to reproduce the memories of Dolores’ most embarrassing time in her life.
This was a truly terrifying technique that not only destroyed his bond with his colleagues in an instant, but also made him lose his composure.
… … together?
shhhh-
Dolores, who walked out of the sack of shame, took no action.
… … I just peed in my pants.
“… … .”
“… … .”
Bikir and Dolores shut their mouths at the same time as if they had promised.
“Dead!”
Dolores immediately scattered white flames and blew away the hilt of shame.
[Ah!? What! How did you overcome such an embarrassing face so easily!?]
From beyond the mist came Dantalian’s perplexed cry.
It seems that if you overcome this illusion, it is a structure that damages the demon beyond it.
yet. The next sack moved as if it were alive, opening its mouth at Dolores.
Bikir’s expression hardened.
“Next is ‘The Bag of Terror’. It makes the other person put on a terrified face.”
In other words, it brings out the face that the other person fears the most.
Before long, what came out of the bag of fears stood before Dolores.
It was a middle-aged man with a well-groomed expression.
Bikir recognized his face at once.
‘Cardinal Humbert!’
The godfather of the Old Testament and the biological father of Dolores.
Dolores’ expression hardened as Humbert’s face appeared.
“Ah, father… … ”
I was so flustered that I couldn’t even speak properly.
[Dolores. Why are you out and about at this time? Have you done all the assignments?]
Cardinal Humbert looking down on Dolores with an overbearing attitude.
The cane in her hand made her pupils quiver mercilessly.
“That, that… … .”
Dolores only breaks out in a cold sweat and cannot meet Humbert’s gaze.
Right then.
sprout-
There was a slash that blew off Cardinal Humbert’s head.
Bikir. He intervened in Dolores’ memories.
“… … A welcome is just a welcome. There is nothing to be afraid of.”
When Bikir’s voice was heard, Dolores finally exhaled.
Cold sweat dripped down her cheeks and down her chin.
“I’m sorry. I don’t have a good relationship with my father. Forget about instant illusions.”
“… … I understand.”
Bikir just nodded without asking any further questions.
Eventually, one sack was left.
“… … That is the ‘sack of love’.”
Dolores nodded her head after hearing Bikir’s words.
At this point, I know what’s coming. Perhaps the face of the one you love will appear.
However, it was difficult for Dolores to predict exactly what kind of face would appear.
I couldn’t remember with confidence that I had ever loved someone.
Of course, he has acted according to the Law of the Church of Rune, ‘Love your neighbor’, but Dantalian’s ‘love’ would not be that ‘love’.
And soon after.
Tsutsutsutsutsu… …
What came out of the sack of love began to take shape.
That’s a guy with a dark outfit.
It was a monster who covered his body with a black cloak, wore a hat, and covered his face with a grotesque mask shaped like a stork’s beak.
It was the ‘Night Hound’.
“… … .”
“… … .”
For a moment, there was an awkward silence between Vikir and Dolores.
“… … This?”
“Oh no! That sack is strange! Hey, you drive people crazy!”
As Bikir slowly turns her head away, Dolores shakes her hand hurriedly.
Just then, Dantalian’s sneer was heard from beyond the fog.
[Hot ho! My sack is honest. Even more than the parties! It captures and brings out even the smallest emotions hidden in the deepest corners of the heart! Even the feelings you didn’t know about!]
Dolores’ face turned bright red at those words, which were like confirmation kills.
“for a moment! I’m sorry! I swear! … … No, I swear, but I’ve never thought of that… … !”
“… … .”
Bikir didn’t say much this time either.
He just drew his sword and fought the hound of the night in front of him.
Caen – Caang! hooked!
Bikire, carrying the sacred fire of the saint on his back, pierced the body of the night hound without difficulty, and soon it was scattered in a handful of mist.
“Fortunately, it doesn’t seem like you can reproduce the power of the main body.”
It’s probably because Dantalian hasn’t stocked up on mana yet.
This is because Dantalian, who met before the return and before the destruction, was able to reproduce the face and power of the other person’s memories as they were.
Bikir thought it was fortunate that he found Dantalian even a little earlier.
Meanwhile.
“… … .”
Saint Dolores was fidgeting without saying anything.
When Bikir ponders for a moment what to say to her.
… gurgling!
The three sacks started moving again.
[Ho-ho-ho-ho, to be honest, I didn’t expect much from the saintess. How can such a fledgling have a past?]
“… … .”
[However, what I am looking forward to is you.]
Dantalian’s words were accurately sniping at Vikir.
A demonic technique that brings out the subject’s shameful memories, fearful memories, and memories of a loved one and brings them to life.
It is now unfolding towards Bikir.
yet.
Tsutsutsutsutsu… …
First, the ‘Sack of Shame’ traced Vikir’s memories and began to reproduce them in the present world.
yet.
Certain landscapes and objects began to materialize in the fog.
“… … omg!?”
It was something that would startle Dolores.
[…] … uh?]
Even Dantalian, who created the hallucination, is speechless in amazement.
The sky dyed dark red. A mountain of corpses. river of blood.
The center of a world where everything has been destroyed.
A tall pillar stood on the terribly barren land.
Dolores’s gaze naturally goes to the top of the pillar.
And soon, the ‘something’ on top of the pillar was deeply engraved in her retinas.
neck.
One of the severed necks had been put on hold.
