The Regressed Son of a Duke is an Assassin Chapter 91

Episode 91. Conditions of force (1)

Gunther’s request was simple.

If you want to save that little boy named Roy, come to the dump by the indicated time.

If you don’t come, think about the rest on your own.

The intention was clear.

To avenge what happened in the arena.

However, he must have known that it couldn’t be done normally, so he resorted to a trick that didn’t work.

It’s so absurd it doesn’t even make sense.

“I felt anxious and anxious, but then I ended up doing something like this, you trash bastard!”

In fact, the person who was most excited was the manager.

“Sorry, sir! We’ll take care of this. Customers, don’t worry… … .”

I went toward the door without saying anything.

“Ji, where are you going now? If you really want to go there… … ?”

“I’ll leave it to the little guy.”

She was startled and immediately blocked my path.

“Are you crazy? Anyone can see that this is a trap right now! “You never know what might happen if you go!”

Trap, trap… … .

If I were to define it, it would be likened to a scheme to put others in trouble, right?

It’s definitely not going to be a good thing if you go.

But in other words, I don’t think I’ll run into any trouble if I go.

I ignored her words and headed toward the waste disposal site.

* * *

Something similar to this happened in my past life.

At the time, the war between the Usif Empire and the Garam Kingdom was in full swing.

The Kingdom of Garam, which was somewhat on the defensive, implemented a plan to turn the situation around.

Kidnapping Larschel Berthe, the eldest son of the Berthe family.

What does it mean to be the eldest son of the Bert family?

This meant that he was the son of Eshel, the head of the family at the time.

Although he was not a blood relative of the imperial family, he was the child of a powerful person in the empire, so it was worth holding him hostage.

There was a lot of debate within the empire about whether to save him or not, but I didn’t say anything.

I just waited quietly to see what choice Eshel would make.

But contrary to my expectations, he actually asked me for directions.

What should he do?

I said.

If you let me go, I will not only save Larshel, but I will also destroy those who plotted it.

I hate to admit it, but I was very angry at that time.

I was angry that I had dared to do something stupid and put him in trouble, and I couldn’t stand it.

When I think about it now, I think the thought of killing them was stronger than actually saving that guy’s son.

No matter what you think, it was truly pathetic.

But life goes around and around, and now a similar situation has come before me.

A kid with a cigarette arm?

Honestly, it doesn’t matter.

Not only is it unrelated to this mission, but dying doesn’t change anything.

It was just that one of the street tramps who wouldn’t be surprised if he died at any time happened to run into me.

Although it may have helped a little, it ends there.

I am no longer obligated to do anything.

Yeah, there isn’t, there isn’t… … .

Strangely enough, my feelings right now are,

It is no different from the feelings I felt back then.

Reasons, superiors, things like that are all good.

Right now, the thought of killing that worthless garbage dump is dominating my mind.

“… … .”

Every time I take a step, a smell wafts into me.

There are exactly two types of smells.

One is the foul smell of discarded waste.

And the other one is the smell of human blood, which is very familiar to me.

However, the fishy feeling was much stronger than usual.

I didn’t really want to know what it was.

It’s probably not that important to me.

Although I wasn’t conscious of it, I was aware that quite a few people were watching me as I passed by.

However, no one hastily stepped forward.

It’s so ironic.

Even those insignificant junkies feel fear and are trembling behind their backs.

A guy who lost an arm is just making fun of himself without even understanding his topic.

As I continued thinking about meaningless random thoughts, I eventually reached the space I had been invited to.

“Are you here?”

Gunther, who was sitting proudly on the waste material and watching me, smiled with satisfaction.

“Honestly, I was a bit surprised! I told you to come, but I never thought you would come all the way here just because of that little guy! “There’s more affection than it looks, huh?”

Actually, I put the guy aside and looked around.

A space filled with metal waste whose purpose is unknown.

The strange thing was that although it wasn’t waste, there were white pieces scattered everywhere that looked somewhat familiar.

Actually, I already know what it is.

human bones.

It wasn’t just one or two, it seemed like there were hundreds of them.

He probably knows why there are human bones here when it’s not even a cemetery.

“Looking at your eyes, I guess you already know? Are you wondering why there are human bones here?”

I raised my head as if to say something.

“Do you know what discarding means? It’s simple! It means throwing away something that can no longer be used. “This is a place to dispose of unusable things.”

The guy proudly stretched out his remaining arm.

“As I said before, I conquered the Lamberth cage, but I got kicked out of there for killing someone during a match. I had no regrets. I thought I enjoyed it just enough! So, when I came out, I came out with a happy heart!”

His eyes shone viciously.

“But as soon as I came out, strangers greeted me! One is missing an arm, one has one of his knees crushed, and another has his face completely distorted! “I don’t remember, but they say I did it all?”

I guess it’s strange that I’ve never lived like that before.

“And then he said he was going to get revenge on me! Are you saying that their lives have become useless because of me? This is what I thought when I heard that! If it’s no longer useful, shouldn’t it disappear from this world? Like this waste? “What’s different about being human?”

He threw the white bone in his hand among the waste.

As if there was no difference from them.

“And then this thought occurred to me again. Besides these guys, how about discarding useless humans? There’s no point in continuing to live anyway, right? “In some ways, I’m doing a good thing for you, right?”

As I continued to listen, I was so dumbfounded that I threw out a word.

“Isn’t that your standard?”

“Then ask! Who sets such standards in the first place? Is it built by gods who don’t even know they exist? If you think about it that way, I’m a god inside this waste dump? Who can stop me from making my own decisions and abolishing humans? is not it?”

I guessed it from the moment they started talking nonsense in the arena.

Useless waste must be disposed of.

Therefore, useless humans should also be discarded from this world.

It is a very simple yet equally logical logic.

“According to you, now that you have lost one arm, you have become a useless human being. “Then shouldn’t you be discarded in the same way?”

“Don’t you have one arm? who? I? What are you talking about!”

-Wooow.

He manifested mana with his remaining hand and brought it to his opposite, empty shoulder.

“Creation: Hands of Nature!”

-Cluck cluck cluck

Fine dirt appeared in the magic circle created with the spell.

As if molding a clay doll, it gradually took shape and formed a new arm.

This is ridiculous.

A guy who insists on discarding things that are no longer useful can naturally use creation magic.

It was a moment where even shaking my head felt like a waste.

“I didn’t have any ill feelings towards you from the beginning. I just thought he would be a good partner to wake me up from the trash! But when I saw the look in your eyes, I changed my mind! Those eyes that seem to not only belittle the other person but also belittle them! “She’s exactly the same as that damn woman!”

He held out his newly created arm to me as if showing off.

“Did you think you could deal with me with a new arm?”

“Of course not! I hate to admit it, but you are definitely the strongest man I’ve ever seen! “I never thought I could win no matter how I fought!”

Who knows that and created this situation?

“But you know what? The end of the fight ultimately depends on who lives and who dies! “If I live and you die, in the end, I will be the final winner!”

-tick

He made a signal with his hand, and the miscellaneous people hiding nearby began to gather one by one.

In each hand was a metal device whose purpose was unknown.

Without hesitation, they put the device into operation right away.

-Geeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeesss

“… … !”

I suddenly felt like the air around me had become heavy, but then I felt an enormous pressure pressing down on my body.

If I remember correctly, this is not magic, but the ability of an artifact called ‘Gravity Zone’.

The effect of increasing the gravity of a certain space and severely restricting movement.

In fact, an average human being would suffer so much pain that even standing would be impossible.

“Hey? It’s holding up pretty well, huh? “Actually, I didn’t mean to use it for you, but I think it wouldn’t be a waste to use it for you.”

I have to admit it.

You’ve prepared a pretty good trap for me.

“From now on, I’m going to turn you good bastard into a useless piece of waste! Then you too will sleep soundly like the white bones piled up here! But I don’t want it to end easily, so just hold on with all your might!”

power?

I burst out laughing without realizing it.

They’ve been coercing me with strange things like it’s the best and it’s my best.

Isn’t it funny?

Do I have to use all my strength against these guys?

To begin with, this place is neither Belias nor the Academy.

Even he calls me Sion, and no one here knows that I am Sian Bert.

Except for one person.

[Can I help you?]

Kayram asked with a seductive smile.

“no.”

There’s no need to use her.

Did I tell you to do your best?

It’s a pity, but there is only one person in this land that I want to deal with with all my might.

Instead, you can do your best.

I will do my best to bring him the most extreme pain a human can feel.

As always.

-fault

When he was finally ready, he jumped out of his seat and jumped in.

It was definitely two or three times faster than the movements shown in the arena.

Its body is the size of a bear, but its speed is like that of an arrow, so it can be said to be a truly destructive movement.

So what are you going to do?

There are only slugs moving in front of me.

I grabbed the mana sphere created in my palm and pulled it back.

-Sigh

There is nothing special for me to take.

The most basic posture humans use when training their bodies. Take control of the government.

I threw my fist at the guy running at me with a calm face.

-bang!

Two fists naturally touching each other.

A strong impact sound was accompanied by strong waves in all directions, but the waves soon tilted to one side.

“… … !”

-Kwasik

There were no cracks.

The moment his arm touched my fist, it immediately turned into powder and flew around.

His body, unable to withstand the wave, was immediately thrown into the waste.

-thud

Education is over.

His face buried in the waste says it all.

His expression was completely different from just 5 seconds ago, his face distorted in despair.

“What, what? Does this make sense?”

Humans are inherently animals that despair more easily than anyone else when faced with limitations.

I think he probably knows that and wants me to do my best.

The intention may have been to show the limits of a wall that can never be overcome and to create a feeling of extreme despair and futility.

As you can see, it’s not an easy task.

I slowly walked towards him.

“What the hell are you? This is a different level! “Does it make sense that I can’t do anything and get punished?”

A face of denial mixed with despair and doubt.

Everyone I saw while doing purification work had that expression on their face.

Even though this guy wasn’t among the targets I was given instructions from the head of the family, there wouldn’t be any harm in adding one.

I looked down at him and asked softly.

“How many people were there?”

“… … .”

He was speechless.

“The people you said you had discarded so far. “How many people are there?”

I don’t know if I can’t remember, or if I’ve become mute in the meantime.

Looking at the number of white bones scattered around, I would guess it would be in the thousands.

-Wooow.

I said, taking Kayram out from my arms.

“I’ll just divide it into a thousand pieces.”

Then, if you throw it in the trash, it will be disposed of on its own.

Soon, the screams of a man writhing in pain echoed throughout the dump.

(Continued in the next part)

fantasy,