40. Rhodolan (2)

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Ronan, seeing the appearance of Eduon and Cyril, narrowed his brows. Showing it to 100 people was such a terrible thing that ninety-nine people, except for the blind, would vomit or faint.

A playful voice rang out from under the Inquisitor’s bird beak mask.

“Did you have good dreams?”

The square room had no windows. All six sides of the space were made of grayish-white stone. A small lamp, the only light source, hovered in the middle of the ceiling.

“Heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh!”

“Aww…aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah.”

Eduon and Cyrilla were tied tightly to a steel chair. A long bedside table was placed next to the two men, separated by about ten steps from each other.

On the three-tiered side table, tools specialized for interrogation or dissection were neatly arranged. The Inquisitor, with his back on his back, slowly approached Eduon.

“Unfortunately, I’ve heard that you guys still have a secret.”

Eduon’s limbs were still severed. Tentacles no longer grew from the four cuts covered with black cloth.

Instead, tentacles were squirming out of every hole in his face except for his mouth. As the Inquisitor pulled a single tentacle out of his eye socket, a marrow-twisting scream erupted from Eduon’s mouth.

“Thanks to you, it makes no sense to lose face in front of valuable guests.”

“Uhhhhhhhhhhh!!”

Eduon struggled. The Inquisitor said, wrapping his tentacles around his fingers.

“This friend named Eduon learned black magic.”

“Black magic?”

“yes. It is so cruel and terrifying that it has disappeared from the Empire.”

black magic. Unlike other types of magic that are innate with attributes, it is characterized by the fact that anyone can learn it if its skills are supported. Eduon’s body regeneration was also a kind of black magic.

“The problem is that this old man once studied black magic.”

The inquisitor grinned sullenly and pinched a strand of tentacles again. Eduon, who had been experiencing convulsions, cried and opened his mouth.

“Uhhhhhh…! That, stop it, stop it! I said it all!”

“Whoa, I didn’t know you could change the direction the tentacles grow.”

The Inquisitor explained that his pain points were focused on each strand of the tentacle. In Eduon’s appearance, using up to his respectful words and pleading for mercy, there was no such thing as the old loyalty or leisure.

The inquisitor, who released the tentacles he was holding, asked kindly.

“is it? Did you say everything?”

“Ahhhhhhhhh yes! I said everything…! I said everything…! The name of the denomination is Nebula Clazie, and that woman is the 8th branch executive Cyrilla Remation! I told you everything, everything we did…!”

“Then ask me. What is the advent of the stars?”

Hearing these words, Eduon took a breath. A brief but heavy silence descended.

👌👌👌 After waiting exactly three seconds, the Inquisitor grabbed the tentacles from his face at once. And then, at random, it started to bite.

“Aww! aww! Whoa!”

“shit.”

Nabirose clicked his tongue. The steel chair trembled as if it were about to fall over at Eduon’s struggles.

Wriggling tentacles came out with a sound as if they were pulling deep-rooted weeds. The Inquisitor who relentlessly pulled out his tentacles was like a child opening a gift wrapper.

“Turn it off…”

Before long, an empty eye socket was revealed. Various meat pieces were wriggling under the chair of Eduon, who fainted while screaming.

“It’s a disappointment for you, Edouon. Don’t you know the old adage that friends have no secrets?”

The inquisitor, who had pulled out all his tentacles, turned his back. Upon hearing the sound of footsteps, Cyril shrugged. Yellow urine was running down the legs of the chair she was sitting on.

“Miss Cyril will be my friend, right?”

“I, please. please kill me sorry. sorry. sorry. sorry···!”

Cyrilla’s limbs were only her left arm and right leg. A thick bandage over her eyes, bright red marks, hinted that she could no longer see the world.

What stood out the most were the two ears, each with less than half left. The elongated ears, which can also be called the characteristics of an elf, were cut into ugly polygons.

The inquisitor who worked at the side table picked up pruning shears, which he used for gardening. He looked at Ronan with Cyrilla’s left ear sandwiched between the scissors.

“Isn’t the pain so great?”

“Yes?”

“The other day, I asked about Miss Cyrilla’s age. It is said that he lived two hundred and twenty-two years. Even an elf, who has enjoyed a life that is four times that of this old man, screams like a child in the face of suffering beyond its limits. Even crying out for the right to give up that long life.”

Saying so, the Inquisitor cut off one of Cyrilla’s ears, the size of a finger. snip. She jumped out like a freshly caught fish and let out a shriek that made her bones melt.

“Kiaaaaaaah!”

“Now there are not many ears left to cut, Miss Cyrilla. What on earth is the advent of the stars?”

Cyrilla only screamed, but didn’t answer. With a low smile, the interrogator pulled out a bottle from the bottom compartment of the side table.

“Is that such a great secret? Let me tell you the good news.”

He poured the bottled liquid into Cyrilla’s ear. Then, the pus-filled wounds began to heal slowly. The interrogator said in a soft voice.

“You can’t get out of this rhodolan until you spit out all the secrets. Either alive or dead.”

“Ah… Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!”

Cyrilla, who had grown white, screamed in despair. The Inquisitor, who turned to Ronan and Nabirose again, shook his head as if regretfully.

“This… it looks like it will take some time. It seems that it is true that a hidden secret remains, so would you like to go back first? We will contact you later.”

“is it. What do you want to do, Ronan?”

Ronan didn’t answer. He was thinking about the current situation and the conversation between the two overheard in the great pupil.

– I’m sorry, but I can’t answer that question.

– Please kill me…!

It was strange. At first I thought it was just grabbing. However, it bothered me that I did not even mention the word of the advent of the stars even though I had shared all the other information.

A number of absurd cases flashed through my mind. What if Eduon’s words were literal? Ronan, who was rubbing his chin, mumbled what he had reasoned.

“Isn’t there some kind of magic on it?”

“yes?”

“No, something is strange. I said everything else throughout the two days of drowning, but that’s the only thing you don’t spit out even when you die. I really don’t think I can speak. I can’t talk to people who aren’t members of the gang… or something like that, isn’t it?”

For a moment there was silence. Ronan, embarrassed, scratched his head. No matter how, there is no such thing as a convenient magic. At that moment, he put down the scissors the inquisitor was holding.

“…this is a day where self-esteem is properly damaged.”

“Yes?”

“I must have been shocked that there were still secrets left. No, actually, this is an excuse. I didn’t notice such a natural thing… Could you please wait for a moment?”

His voice was eerily excited. In a hurry, the interrogator left the room.

bang! As the door closed, silence came again. Only the sound of Cyril’s sobbing echoed through the darkened room. Ronan chuckled.

“Somehow… he’s a really good guy.”

He could feel his love for his job in every action and word. Nabi Rose, who had always had her arms crossed, looked at Ronan and asked.

“Are you okay?”

“Oh, it’s a little disgusting, but I can handle it.”

Of course, there was no denying that the Inquisitor’s work was terrible. Because Cyril and Eduon now look like statues carved out with a hammer and chisel of malice.

However, as he rolls around the battlefield, he is bound to encounter even worse situations over and over again. Nabi Rose, who was staring at Ronan’s side face, shook her head as if she was amazed.

“…you are a very unusual student. Doesn’t that old inquisitor feel disgusting?”

“Not at all. Someone has to get their hands dirty.”

Again, Ronan felt the old man respected. Was it because of the sympathy he had with the punitive soldiers who had to take on the dirty work? A few minutes later, the door opened with the sound of urgent footsteps.

“Sorry to keep you waiting.”

“…that damn thing… no, what’s that beggar-looking thing?”

Ronan frowned. In each of the hands of the returned Inquisitor, a loaf the size of an apple was held. A large eye color was embedded in the center of the lump of meat that looked just like a tumor.

It was disgusting to see the little boy rolling his golden eyes to and fro. The Inquisitor lifted the lump and said.

“I am a cursed monster, Curse Eye. ”

“monster? Curse?”

“yes. It is used to interrogate sinners who are speechless due to various curses. Forbidden magic that Ronan-sama just mentioned… that kind of magic is classified as a curse.”

It was the first monster I had ever seen. The Inquisitor took the Curse Eye and approached Eduon. Suddenly, regenerated tentacles were running in and out of his ears and eye sockets.

The inquisitor who made Eduon bow his head forward placed the Curse Eye on the back of his head. squash! The eyes of the Curse Eye, which were glued together like an octopus, flew open.

“Uh-huh!”

“Come on, take it easy. I’m breaking the curse that’s holding you back.”

Curse Eye’s eyelids were trembling. A constant moan escaped Eduon’s mouth. Ronan noticed that the color of that dung dumpling’s eyes was slowly changing.

“Uruluk.”

Finally, Curse Eye’s eyes turned completely blue. The interrogator, who smiled contentedly, grabbed Eduon’s chin and lifted it up.

“Come on, Edun. I believe this will remove the barriers in our hearts that stood between us.”

“Heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh!”

“Don’t ask me again. What on earth is the advent of the stars?”

A moment of silence passed. It was about time the Inquisitor sighed and took his hand to his tentacles again. Eduon’s lips parted slowly.

“The day when the stars . . . arrive. It is the fateful day that our denomination is drawing like a dream.”

Ronan’s eyes widened. Upon hearing Eduon’s voice, Cyrilla hurriedly turned her head.

“Eduon, no!”

“Shut up.”

puck! Ronan pokes his fist into Cyrilla’s stomach. Nausea, she rolled over. Eduon continued.

“We are so weak… Humans who do not live for a hundred years, and elves who grow old with the mountains… In the end, we are all running towards a futile end… Our Nebula Klazier… A torch gathered under the starlight of eternity.”

The word starlight reappeared. Ronan felt his breathing grow rough. The Inquisitor and Nabirose listened to him with expressions of ignorance.

“The arrival of the stars is a day when we are happy to welcome the starlight pouring from beyond the sky. Our longing is to delay futile development … to prevent us from aiming the tip of the sword of savagery at the stars.”

“Young man. It’s hard to understand because I’m old. To sum up, is something coming down from the sky that day?”

“that···.”

Eduon shut his mouth again. Unbearable, Ronan jumped ahead of the Inquisitor.

“Wait.”

“Ronan?”

Ronan took a deep breath. He said, putting his face close to Eduon’s ear.

“Do you know the name Ahayutera?”

For a moment, Eduon’s shoulders shrugged. He slowly turned his head towards Ronan. A shrill voice escaped from his mouth.

“Uh, where…that name…wook!”

At that moment, Eduon’s forehead began to swell. The faces of those who were watching hardened.

In an instant, the inflated head turned into a balloon about to explode. Should I chop it up? Ronan was about to put his hand on the hilt. The Inquisitor grabbed Ronan’s shoulder and pulled him back.

“Go away.”

“Ke-e-e-e-eah!”

The Inquisitor deployed a mana shield. pop! Eduon’s swollen head exploded. Brains, bones, and torn tentacles scattered everywhere.

However, thanks to the Mana Shield, the three of them and Cyril were not harmed. As the interrogator released the shield, the flesh and liquid stuck in the air fell down.

A calm voice emanated from under the Inquisitor’s mask.

“Well. It seems the curse was stronger than I thought. There were a few more hanging.”

“Damn, does this happen often?”

“If you break the ban, you can often find yourself dead.”

The person who spilled the side dish while eating seemed to be more embarrassed. The Inquisitor continued, looking at the headless corpse.

“But it’s surprising that the Curse Eye didn’t absorb all the curses. I’ve been starving for well over a year…”

Curse Eye was a monster that preyed on a curse placed on someone. The fact that the curse was not lifted even after eating the curse of Eduon until the stomach was full meant that it was a powerful curse that could not be resolved by one animal, or that other curses were mixed.

Ronan pondered his words and opened his mouth.

“The first is that we can’t tell people who are not members of the organization about the arrival of the stars. The second curse is that if you lift the curse and pack in-depth information, your head will explode. There could be a few more.”

“Obviously that’s the most credible reasoning. But… I’ve felt it before, but Ronan-sama has a glimpse of the inquisitor’s talent.”

Suddenly the Inquisitor took off his mask. He opened his mouth to shake hands with Ronan.

“Would you like to work for Rodolan in the future? My name is Karaka.”

“Do not pour strange water into my disciple.”

Nabirose, who was watching that, growled. The eyes that twinkled under the thick eyebrows were bitter. Karaka smiled brightly and stepped back.

“Calm down, former Swordsman. It was just a suggestion.”

“Thanks for the suggestion, Karaka. I’ll give it some serious thought when I hear it.”

Ronan grinned and shook hands with Karakawa. It was an act of refusal, but Nabirose clicked his tongue as if he was dissatisfied with it.

“It is unfortunate that we lost one. They are harder to catch than any other fantasy species…”

Karaka, who was observing Nabirose’s eyes, skillfully changed the topic. The Curse Eye attached to Eduon was swept away by the explosion and died.

Karaka said, lifting one of the remaining Curse Eyes in front of the two of them.

“If you look closely, it’s pretty cute. Would you like to touch it?”

“Don’t refuse.”

“Oh, me too.”

It was something I never wanted to touch, even if I gave it money.

“Urororok!”

At that moment, the Curse Eye, who was quietly crouching on Karaka’s palm, ran at Ronan. Seeing the sucker unfolding procrastination, Ronan reflexively pulled the hilt.

“Aww, that’s a surprise!”

La Mancha made a stroke in the air. tuk. The Curse Eye, split in half, fell to the floor. Karaka’s eyes widened as if they were about to pop out.

“Heh heh heh…!”

The Curse Eye wriggled as if alive even after being split in half. Ronan, who remembered the words of being as precious as a phantom species belatedly, said with a smirk.

“Damn it, I can’t ask. You saw this kid running first.”

“Hey, is this…?”

Suddenly, Karaka grabbed Ronan’s right arm. He put the Curse Eye’s corpse into Ronan’s hands, without Ronan saying anything.

Curse Eye’s half-broken eyes instantly turned blue.

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