76 Episode 1 "Midnight Visitor".txt (1/2)

Night falls on Latesia.

Shrouded in the darkness of night, the steppe region sprawling across the Peterland.

Among them, only the holy city of Schmerz, surrounded by the pure white Great Sacred Gate, was shining white.

Under the moon that gleamingly illuminated the earth - a large mansion that rose in the ”Holy Light District”.

In that one room, a beastly charming voice resounded.

The scream, which resounded fiercely, gradually became high-pitched and eventually broke off with a pout.

''...... tch.''

A man snaps his fingers to distract himself from the frustration in that room, where the sweet scent of the brain's prodigal scent is in the air.

A number of sub-human women were lying unconscious at his feet, and the man put his foot roughly on one of them.

The man scratched his head, which was covered in short, cropped yellow-green hair, and let out a gasp.

What had gone as he had hoped was frustrated by an unexpected spear.

The two men who were running the orphanage - George and Lily - still had a lot of work to do.

'Fools,'

The man - Marcus Pietro Sandalphon - muttered this in a low voice as he stepped over the head of the woman at his feet.

Originally, I was prepared to just rub it out if the existence of the orphanage was exposed.

He wouldn't be able to find out that George and the others and himself were involved by scavenging the basement of the orphanage.

I set out to investigate the orphanage myself, just in case, but there was no evidence left that I was involved.

That's fine.

The question was what happened to those two.

There were faint traces of battle in the basement.

Markus suspects that they were attacked and killed by someone.

Then who killed the two men?

Marx still hasn't been able to get hold of that vital piece of information.

Even though he is using the Knights of the Holy Hall to investigate publicly and is also gathering information behind the scenes using his subordinates.

That's what irritates Marx.

''Ah ...... ah.''

Suddenly, the woman at her feet let out a small moan.

It was a werewolf species, a werewolf species that had been kidnapped a few months ago.

Its long and beautiful limbs were etched with countless scars that made me want to cover my eyes.

The light was already gone from those eyes that were shining like jewels.

''Shut up ....... Did you say I could open my mouth?

Marx's kick plunges into the abdomen of the werewolf-species woman.

Her eyes are open, but she is unconscious and doesn't even pretend to feel pain.

That's a good thing, as Marx kicks the woman over and over again.

”React to something. 'Yes?　Boring, try to entertain me.

Ka, is ......

Just in time.

Marx's thick fingers tightened around the woman's neck.

The white skin became increasingly congested, and that's when the woman bubbled and tried to peel the whites of her eyes away.

'Mr. Marx,'

The door was opened and a man entered.

He is a member of the Order of the Holy Hall, and is a subordinate of Markus.

''Don't interfere when people are having fun!　As Master Melt said!　Respect your superiors!　Are you so high and mighty that you can stand in my way?　Oh!?

Throwing the ashtray in hand to his subordinate, Marx yelled at him.

'Excuse me, sir,' the man screamed, and left the room in a hurry.

'I'm going to eat you ......, you incompetent.

Spitting that out, Marx removed his hand from the woman's neck.

His subordinates have made him lose his entertainment.

With a glance at the women of the werewolf species lying around, Marx squints uncomfortably.

'You ugly beasts.'

It was when Marcus stopped the demonic incense that was driving the werewolf species crazy and settled down in a big chair.

''- You seem to be doing pretty much whatever you want, don't you?

A hoarse man's voice echoed in that room, which was supposed to be empty except for Marx.

'......!　Who are you? Where are you?

Marcus rises from his chair and looks around the room, but the voice is nowhere to be found.

The voice lets out a low, clucking laugh in front of an increasingly wary Marcus.

'...... show yourself. Unless you want to be killed.'

Towards the presence of the unidentified opponent, Marcus unleashed a strong intimidation.

It wasn't that of a refined knight that he unleashed, but the pressure of a greedy beast devouring its prey.

In response, the owner of the voice revealed himself.

'......!'

The only light that illuminates Marx's private room in the darkness of night is the moonlight streaming in through the window.

No light reaches the room, and there is a part of the room covered in darkness.

From there, as if the darkness had taken shape, a man emerged.

''Oh, scary, scary!''

Dull red hair and dull red eyes.

A man in his fifties or so, with a disgusting smile that reminded him of a wolf.

The face, and the jet-black robe that surrounded his body, Marcus recognized it.

'You're Leuzas Gilburn ......?'

The sorcerer of the kingdom who, just two months ago, defeated the Earth Magus and defeated the Abyssal Labyrinth.

”The man who is awe-inspiring by the two names of the 'Great Magician' was standing in front of Marcus.

...... How did you get to this room?

I go in like any other. We just try not to bother you, all right?

The building was guarded by Marx's men and also by several traps against intruders.

Beyond that, Marx increased his vigilance on Liuzas, who said 'normally'.

Hey, hey, don't look so scared. We're all on the same side, okay?　They killed Amatsu, one of them.

...... did you come all the way up here to say that?

No way. It's not like we're celebrating the 30th anniversary of killing Amatsu, is it?

Marcus' eyes sharpened at Liuzas' antics.

It's a good thing that you've got a great deal of experience in this field.

In order to teach him this, Marcus unleashed a part of his power.

''Don't lick me too much, Lord Liuzas. This isn't the same as when I was a hauler in the Fourth Squadron.''

...... Looks like it. You've got some interesting stuff.

Seeing this, Liuzas gently stroked his bandage-wrapped right arm.

''Well, let's get down to business, shall we?

...... and the subject at hand?

Don't you want to know who killed George and Lily?

............!

He squinted his eyes, which shone with a sticky, dull light, and smiled like a fierce animal.

Liuzas tells us.

'I killed those guys: ----

You're not going to be able to do that.

Phew. That's refreshing.

Night.

Elfie, who had gone to the bath, returned to his room with a satisfied look on his face.

As the inn in the Holy City (a good place), it's well-equipped.

That's why the lodging fees are quite pricey, but there's no problem because there's plenty of money to spare.

Elfie muttered that it was hot and took off his clothes as a matter of course.

Turning away from her exposed nudity.

”Hm.

Elfie, sitting in a chair, went over to me with his eyes, telling me to come over here.

I knew what this guy was thinking, even though I didn't want to.

'Dry your wet hair,' he said.

”Get dressed anyway, clothes. I'm wearing light clothes.

Yeah.

I won't let it dry.

'Mmm. ....... You selfish bastard.

This guy .......

After making sure that Elfie was dressed, I went around to Elfie's back.

Elfie's silver hair was shiny and shiny from the water.

I popped the cloth I'd bought at the Empire earlier against Elfie's hair.

Holding it down, I used the cloth to remove the moisture from her hair.

'Mmm. Good work, as usual.