175 Episode 172: The Demon of Death (1/2)

So I'm going to ask this Samayil a few questions.

”Hey... by the way, I need to ask you a few questions, okay?

That's what I asked, poking the sword of a brave man.

”Well... is that a human question for me? It's the first time. I know it's pointless to resist anyway. It's a corner, I'll answer it.”

”Mm, okay... well then...”

Mm, I'm being somewhat honest.

Are you giving up already?

Ma, no. I wonder what kind of question...

Well, at first... um... why attack humans... okay?

I'll ask you that first, and then I'll ask you an extra question if you ever wondered about it in that story.

”Why, are you saying you're going to attack a human... that's what you're doing?

That's what I asked.

Samayir opens his mouth softly.

”Right... nothing. I'm not good for anyone if I can destroy humans. My number one goal is to stop the Mephilado bloodstream.”

Huh? Why are you targeting Mephilado's blood muscles?

Because... hey?

You won't be able to revive yourself.

”That's right... then why are we targeting the Mephirado people? If we destroy it or something... isn't the Evil Demon Goddess going to come back to life?

When asked that, for a moment, Samayyle changed her expression to surprise, but she answered again.

”That's because... you have to stop my Mephilado blood muscles.... Yes, we have to stop Mephilado's blood muscles”

Dude, that's not a reason!?

That's the same thing you're saying, 'I'll kill you because I want to'...

What do you mean, yes, you're poking and moving evil demons...

”Um, I don't know. I mean, what's this all about? What are the Mephirado people... dangerous?

”…………………… I don't know”

No. Shit.

Besides... I feel like I heard something I shouldn't have asked.

Even the feeling of something nasty running on my back, it does.

Then... here's what I'm going to do, make it a little easier to answer.

”Ok, then leave the reason... when was the devil god born?

”............ hmm? I never even thought about it. Sorry, I don't know.”

The same feeling runs on my back as just now.

My hands stink of unpleasant sweat.

That... me... did I ask you something bad...?

Something like this makes me feel like I accidentally saw the real thing when I was watching a psychic show.

That's what happens, right?

When I was thinking that, Samayyle said something. I'm scared of burning faces.

”Hey... true brave man, now I want to ask you something... Why don't you answer me?

Now Samayyle has a question for me...?

What should I do?

Honestly, I don't want to get involved with this guy any more...

Well, if something weird happens to you, you can seal it, and I don't know if I can do it for a little while. Oh, my God.

I'll teach you a souvenir of the underworld... the one?

”... Fine, what?

”You... how did you cut off my feathers? That... shouldn't have been scratched by the stuff in the world. That's... unless it's also the power of God”

Oh, seriously?

The sword of the brave could not be scratched in the street. Should I answer... this?

But it doesn't matter what happens where I didn't answer... maybe I can answer it for you.

”Hmm... sort of, with this sword”

Samayir, who saw the sword, laughed with Nico after a more extraordinarily surprising look than he had just seen.