2nd Round Villain

22 – The virtue of chaos – 3

“… Wait.”

“Why is that?”

“Evans? Are you Evans? Are you sure you just said it was Evans’s book?”

“I did, but what’s so surprising? Are you a regressor?”

Are you surprised? of course! What kind of person is Evans!

A wizard who studied the time of the ancient continent, and the only time traveler in all times and places! Ki-Isa who left his traces in each era by going back and forth between the past thousands of years ago and the future where civilization was extremely developed!

Evans is a human famous for not even the gods know his identity. The only thing known is that he freely crosses the walls of time and leaves bizarre books under the name of writer Evans.

In fact, it’s not unreasonable for King to talk like it’s not a big deal. Evans’s eccentricity begins to be revealed after five hundred years as his actions are connected like a thread through a needle. Until then, I was treated like an immortal person who had lived and studied time for a very long time.

In any case, the great harvest does not change. A book written by Evans? Even if the title is ＜Flower that eats time＞, there must be contents that will be of great help to me who went back in time. no no

thud-. thud-.

Frankenstein, who had driven heavy footsteps, appeared from the darkness. In his rugged hands, an incongruously fragile book is gently held.

In the dark, as if putting on a magnifying glass, I magnified my field of view, and I saw the title written on the cover of the book. A flower that eats time, author Evans. That stupid Frankenstein managed to get it right.

“Oh, come on, give it to me.”

When King held out his hand to receive Evans’s book, Frankenstein ducked back inconsistently with his dull mouth.

“meat… barter… uh uh… .”

Hey, the Frankensteins of the past knew difficult words like bartering.

Five hundred years after I met Frankenstein, I was just an idiot. How did a guy like this come to be?

“what? meat? give it to you later Turn over the book first.”

“Tricked… once or twice… Our master is wicked… .”

“… Tsk, I guess you’ll have to put in some effort.”

King clicks his tongue and looks at me. what are you looking at me You can quickly give him the meat he likes.

“If you want to receive something, you have to pay the corresponding price. Now, this old man’s body is made of vegetables, so you have to do it yourself.”

“What.”

“meat.”

With a short reply, King handed me a sharp silver knife, from which he had obtained it. It is a pocket knife that shines in the light even in the dark. A dagger that seemed to play the role of a crescent moon instead of the moon in the sky in this place where the moon was not visible.

But, why do you do that to me?

“Show me your determination.”

“… ah.”

I know what King means. So, there is no meat to be removed from their own vegetable body, so they are telling me to remove it from my body. Cut out my own flesh and give Frankenstein enough chunks of meat to satisfy.

“I hate that.”

“hmm?”

“There are all types of pain. very… hmm… What can I say, the aesthetics of pain? Like all your teeth are broken? Are the eyeballs plucked out? It has the same pleasant pain, but cutting my own flesh with my hands is not good at all.”

“Something is strange… ? Well, if that’s what you think, I won’t say anything, but are you confident you won’t regret it? Evans’s book will be quite helpful to you?”

“Why do you regret it? In the end, all you have to do is prepare the meat.”

I spoke confidently. King looked at me with a questioning gaze. His emotionless eyes looked at me with interest.

“I see, is it a change of thinking? Accidents are scary.”

“It is an essential virtue to survive in this harsh world.”

After picking up the knife that the King was holding out with two fingers, he strode towards Frankenstein. Frankenstein, who only drools at the thought of meat, doesn’t pay any attention to me.

As I gently held out my knife to him, King stared at me with a sigh. Why, what, bring the meat.

Here’s a living chunk of meat, why not use it? You don’t even die from any wounds? Wouldn’t it be considered an emergency food?

Squeak-.

With that mindset, quite naturally, Frankenstein cut off his thigh. Dirty and filthy chunks of meat sizzled away from the main body. It doesn’t matter if I’m not going to eat it anyway.

“Come on, eat.”

“What?”

“Does it look delicious? This is luxury.”

“Okay… raw meat… It doesn’t seem tasty… .”

“Ai-san, cover the raw meat for some kind of monster.”

That’s right, this bastard was a noble knight while alive.

“are you okay. This is the sixth round. Originally, raw meat is eaten raw.”

“raw meat… ?”

“Trust me and try it. Eating doesn’t mean you’ll die, right?”

“That, that… .”

Frankenstein reluctantly ate the flesh of his thigh, which I scooped up. At the same time, he handed me the Evans book that Ji was holding.

“well… well… .”

“delicious?”

“Um… not delicious… I was scammed… .”

“It’s okay, you get scammed as you go through life. Grow into strong weeds in the rough winds, Frankenstein.”

“… It’s very absurd for a five-year-old to say that.”

“Gig-kick, the original world is full of absurd things.”

Making a silly joke, I ignored the disgruntled Frankenstein chewing and biting the meat, and walked away. Now that we’re done, it’s time to leave.

“Oh right. I almost forgot about it.”

“Why but?”

“Do you have a shotgun? A pistol or something is fine, though.”

“A shotgun? Pistol?”

“Ah, it hasn’t been invented yet in this era. Well, guns weren’t invented later in the military. Well, I can’t ask for something I don’t have, so that’s fine, and I’ll keep the one I’ve used before. It’s good that you eat me well. Are you okay?”

He picked up the knife and circled it around his finger. Suwi swish- The kitchen knife, which was not small, rode along the flesh pillar like an idiot.

“… There’s no reason not to give it to a situation where you’ve already given away everything, but isn’t it taking too much? If you do this, that child will be taken away too.”

said King, pointing at Frankenstein. Oh, how did you see through my heart? Was King’s intuition that good? I’ll have to keep my mouth shut for now.

“Ah, no. Demons should have a conscience.”

“is it? Got it. So, have you seen everything you need to see?”

“Yes, I will go. See you later.”

After a bright greeting, King led Frankenstein into the darkness. My way out… Maybe I can just go back the way I came.

I looked around for a while. Earlier, I found something I liked.

Convinced that King and Frankenstein had left, I sneaked over to the object I had been looking at. The floor where all kinds of junk rolls around, one of those clutter.

‘The Smile Mask’.

It is a slightly eerie mask with the corner of the mouth reaching up to the ear lobe. I liked it even more because the white space except for the eyes, nose, and mouth was painted white.

I picked it up with my gloved hand and carefully placed it in my bosom and covered it with my coat. A smiling face was buried between my breasts. The knife is smaller than the mask, so I put it in my pocket.

Maybe King wasn’t a generous tree? To spread so many things I like. Of course, the mask was stolen, but stealing is one of the seven virtues of the demons.

I was in a good mood, so my steps naturally became lighter. I walked out of the King’s Duke’s Mansion happily, taking light steps.

*****

“Whoa… … .”

The demons made of vegetables and fruits sighed while looking at the ceiling decorated with antique decorations.

White smoke billowed up and filled the air. It was a cigar smoke that could not be achieved with just one sigh.

The red cigarette light shone and cut through the darkness. The Grand Duke of Nambu, who had been active for a long time after waking up from rest, had a very emaciated face. The color of the fruits fades, and the vegetables become dry, making the viewer lose their appetite.

Of course, such a ‘person’ was not here.

‘Regressor… .’

The head of the Grand Duke of Nambu was in a complicated state after a long time.

Having lived close to millions of years, I have seen countless creatures. I have seen the birth and end of civilizations dozens of times, and the rise and fall of a species hundreds of times. The spectacle of the hegemony of the demon world, the spectacle of the conquerors of the continent being reversed, the spectacle of the world being destroyed by the war of the gods, the Grand Duke of Nambu has captured it all in his decrepit pupils.

There were many. Reincarnated people who are born with unique memories, possessed people who come from another world with only their minds, and people from other worlds who come from an unheard-of dimension with unheard-of powers.

However, in the battleground of slaughter where all of them were entangled, there were those who survived to the end and became the final victor.

‘Those who came back in time.’

Regressors, like a child who has just left home.

No matter what power you have, no matter how intellect you have, knowing the future is an indescribable advantage. Everyone moves in the palm of the regressor, and the regressor moves one step faster than everyone else.

This is the reason why the Grand Duke of Nambu gave up an active life. If you live a fierce life, you inevitably have to make enemies, but no one knows if that enemy will become a regressor. Unlike all other tribes, the absolute law of ‘killing is over’ does not apply to the race of regressors.

The Grand Duke of Nambu firmly believed that this was the secret to his longevity.

‘Now this world… Is it in the hands of that child… ?’

woo woo-.

Sitting on a soft sofa, the Grand Duke of Nambu smoked a cigar. Each sip seeped into the air, containing his complex state of mind.

‘or not… .’

The Grand Duke of Nambu slowly turned his head. The eye sockets filled with the two tomatoes flashed sharply.

“I’m not sure if the so-in responded correctly. I did tell you a few things you told me.”

“… .”

“Demon King.”

‘Is it the world of this young demon king, who seems to have even that regressor in the palm of his hand?’

There was only gloomy darkness where the Grand Duke of South Korea could see. However, for a while, the light of the cigar that the Grand Duke of Nambu was lighting flashed, and the curtain of darkness was lifted, revealing the child hiding in it.

A young demon was standing there like a closet. It must have been about five or six years old, and a huge red horn rose above its head compared to its appearance. The black sunglasses worn over the red eyes gave off a cool light.

“Okay… meat… young meat… I want to eat… .”

“Oh, Frankenstein. He is not a man to be fooled by.”

“franc… hungry… I’m hungry for being scammed… .”

“This guy, no matter how ignorant he is, he has to distinguish between the top and the bottom.”

The Grand Duke of Nambu scolded the loyal but stupid subordinate and glanced at the Demon King. The terrifyingly hard expression of the demon king, along with the red sunglasses covering his eyes, completely covered the demon king’s intentions.

So blunt, the Demon King did not even respond to the words of the Grand Duke of Nambu. Even though he had only the appearance of a child, the Grand Duke of Nambu felt an unknown, terrifying feeling.