100 – Report on the Fall of Kindness (10)
Maria trembled.
A vacant lot where the Holy Grail Knights had an accident. A place full of trees with human faces carved into them, where it felt like life was draining away just by stepping foot in it.
Cain says she will go back there now.
“They treat me like a ‘rotten sacrifice.’ The broken tree didn’t like me very much either. I was reluctant to even touch it. So, if I do as much as I want in that forest, it will affect the villagers in some way. “There will be a big uproar.”
“Wait a minute. Wait for a sec.” Maria whispered. “Is there any reason to go there and cut down the trees again?”
“Because that’s how we can get Roberta out.” Cain answered.
It seemed to Cain that Roberta was treating this entire process as a form of entertainment.
She could use her hands as much as she wanted to. But instead of doing that, she unleashes the villagers like hounds to corner Cain and his group.
Like a cat playing with a mouse, he is slowly trying to enjoy Cain and his group’s struggles.
“Hide behind the hunting dog and wait for the right moment. When the prey is caught and loses strength, only then will it shine in the face and fire the last shot that will take its breath away. But other than that, there is a way to bring out the hunter.”
“What is it?”
“Something that makes you angry.”
Cain pointed to himself and her Lily.
“Roberta knows that you are an Inquisitor, but she doesn’t know anything about me and Lily. You probably only know him as a farmer who is a bit good at fighting. Still, it’s a good condition to look down on. But what if we run around here and there, mocking and ridiculing Roberta?”
“You will lose your cool and make mistakes.”
Mary understood Cain’s intentions. Cain was intentionally trying to provoke Roberta. Her most effective method is to wreak havoc in the ‘forest’ without being caught by the villagers. But,
“That means you end up becoming bait.”
Lily nodded her head as if she was worried at Maria’s point. But Cain shook her head again.
“Not necessarily. There’s something I have to do to get there… “
Cain finished telling her his plan. Maria and Lily listened silently. Other than asking one or two details, I didn’t comment.
“I don’t know how Roberta will act when she shows up. She’ll probably try to do everything she can. But if you know where she is, you can counterattack her.”
“If Roberta comes over.” Maria stroked her bangs.
“Honestly, if it were normal, I wouldn’t have even heard it. But right now, I can’t come up with a better plan. But, do you really need to go to that vacant lot with that weird face on it alone?”
Cain nodded her head. Maria must not go there again. Didn’t her body deteriorate rapidly just by standing up?
“Maria. “Can you say you’re in perfect shape now?”
“… “I hate to admit it, but no.”
“So you and Lily should be together. Because I can make a fuss there by myself. And the burden on you two will definitely not be small. Lily. “Please take care of Maria.”
Lily’s eyes spoke of denial. But she kept her mouth shut and quickly nodded her head.
“… All right.”
“Let’s not get hurt. Don’t die either. “You have to survive.”
“Who says what to say?”
Maria eventually turned her head. Lily hugged Cain without saying a word.
“Take care of yourself.”
“Don’t worry.” Cain whispered. “Because I’m good at one thing: running away.”
* * * * *
Roberta’s mansion, top room.
Roberta, naked, sits quietly on a cushion and meditates. Next to the cushion were placed a composite bow made from cow tendons and horns, and arrows made from falcon feathers.
It is said to be a witch’s room, but there is no crystal ball to look into the future, nor is there anything like a necklace made of crows’ skulls.
For a leader of a village, he is rather simple. The badges of honor he received from the Pope and the Emperor, and the bow he used to capture the Demon King are all of his decorations.
Of course, the bow was already broken a long time ago. However, like a hunter, she was equipped with a variety of bows and arrows.
The nibs vary from wide to narrow, hard to come off once stuck, from ones that can light a fire to those that can apply poison.
Among them, the bow she chose today is a composite bow made with cow tendons and horns.
There is no particular reason. It was simply because today was the day to use a composite bow.
The fun of hunting different prey using different bows. Some might say it was a whim, but for Roberta, it was a pleasure.
It’s like meeting a friend you lost a long time ago. That thrilling feeling when you put your bow on the string, aim at your target, and hit your prey’s vital point from a greater distance than before.
To experience such pleasure, she had to focus entirely on hunting. We must completely forget things like the letter William sent or the bad news floating around the empire.
So, this is just entertainment.
‘But it’s entertainment for the right cause.’
Roberta has no intention of taking the lives of her Maria and her husband and wife. Just tie their feet so they can’t move.
What is twice as difficult as hitting a vital point is breaking the will of the heart. It is an overwhelming, accurate, and terrifying skill that makes it impossible to even think about running away.
And Roberta had already done that several times.
Two arms, two legs, and a bow. In this respect, there was no need to use ‘knowledge’.
People in the world know that Roberta persistently ‘hunted’ criminals, but that is not true.
She just fired her arrow until they listened. About a node in front of her toes. Enough to tear her underwear between the crotch but not cut the flesh. Just enough to keep the eyebrows out of the way, but not hurt the eyes at all.
Then the criminals were ‘persuaded’ on their own.
Those two farmer couples will be easily defeated. However, the heretic inquisitor named Maria has a rather harsh expression on her face.
The world is full of discontent. Petulance. Complain… No matter how much you hide it, that kind of rebellious spirit is bound to show up somewhere.
“Okay. “Where will you be?”
Roberta’s hands went to her naked body.
Her knees and legs, between her thighs, which are softer than anywhere else… But I don’t bother to reach under her legs. Because the tree roots sprouting from her mansion gently wrap around her body.
This moment. Roberta is a tree that returned to the earth.
Just as a tree ‘reads’ her land by absorbing nutrients from the ground, Roberta’s body ‘assimilates’ with the village.
People’s movements become a sensation and tickle Roberta’s body. The movements of the villagers are a subtle yet gentle caress, while the movements of the strangers are thrilling but rough and crude kisses.
But she cannot know the exact location until she touches it. Therefore, she must be handled delicately and carefully.
“Tsk.”
Her fingers rose and fell smoothly, stopping one by one on her left shoulder, under her right breast, and on her left thigh. All three people, Inquisitor Maria and her peasant couple, appear to have scattered.
Roberta took a deep breath. She held her breath in her lower abdomen. She gathers energy as if rolling up a ball. He releases the energy he has gathered to where the strangers are by flexing his muscles and stimulating it with his hands.
“Huh… !”
It feels like countless invisible hands are touching her body. Roberta loved this moment. When everyone in the village moves in unison under his command.
Each of their movements touches Roberta’s nerves gently and dizzyingly. The thrilling signals that gathered from each strand of her nerves became a huge pleasure and shook Roberta’s body.
“Ah… Ugh….”
Excitement that will make you lose your mind. But this is also a practice. The hunter’s senses must be delicate even in moments like these. Where did her body get hot? You need to know where things are still stuck together.
Ah, but the three people are running in a very dull place. A more intimate part of town. Although Roberta would come to a place where she could be more excited, they only engage in tickling caresses.
The thought of pushing it raises its head like a snake. It’s not difficult. All you have to do is send the villagers to the parts of their body that are sensitive.
However, you have to be patient.
Longhouse.
We must lead everyone there. It is connected to Roberta’s deepest and most secret places. Only by performing a proper ceremony there will Roberta be satisfied, and she will gain enormous power in proportion to her satisfaction.
Until then, I can tolerate a little bit of affection.
Her legs are shaking, her thighs are shaking, but she holds on. She gulps down the saliva that fills her mouth, and runs her hands over her body, looking for the poor souls.
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It tickles. It still tickles. However, it is still too slow to reach a comforting level. In fact, it was better that way. If it is slow, the satisfaction will be greater.
Hasn’t Roberta been patient for the past 10 years?
Like other heroes, Roberta knew that the seal of Arius was only a stopgap measure.
But compared to her idiots who were tormented by that fact, felt guilty for nothing, and tried to pass it on to others, thinking that someone would do it if they somehow handed over our island, Roberta carefully prepared for the coming future.
‘The devil is coming back? ‘What was that like?’
The day the Demon King fell in the wasteland. While helping Arius with his clumsy magic, Roberta glimpsed her infinite potential.
‘I can become greater than the devil, the pope, and even the emperor.’
A world where negative emotions such as hate, hatred, and anger are tied to trees, and those who step on the ground become happy, kind, and friendly.
No one in the world could create such a world. But Roberta believed it was possible.
Because I believed that I was the only one who came up with such an idea.
And the past 10 years have been a process of constantly experimenting with ideas, repeating success and failure, and refining them to near perfection.
Berta Village is now fully established. The worst criminals that the empire once produced have now become docile enough to be welcomed even in nearby villages.
Those who committed a sin willingly agreed to cut off the part of the sinful person and ‘isolate’ from the past. And he also agreed to ‘offer’ it to the rosewood tree.
Those rosewood trees are anything but ordinary. They feed on people’s sins and grow. Sinful thoughts. All kinds of negative emotions. Such aggressive things that could hurt someone… The rosewood tree eats them all up.
The tree takes away all kinds of negative things, so only pure emotions remain in the human body. Smile. Laugh. Kindness. Love. Understanding…
So what happened?
Berta Village has become the safest village in the Black Forest. Those who were once called the shame of the empire have now transformed into people who are welcomed wherever they go.
Of course, it is unfortunate that the rosewood forest behind the village is the thickest and most dangerous place in the Black Forest. However, Roberta, who defeated the Demon King, understood even those things.
I knew that a person’s malice is immeasurable, and that it is sometimes passed down from generation to generation, but at most it is the level of malice of a person who has lived for 30 or 40 years…
‘So you should be more grateful to me. Look at the expressions on that rosewood tree. How bloody is it? If it weren’t for me, they would still be living with that feeling in their arms.’
But Roberta was always dissatisfied. Her dream was the whole world. But the people of Bertha village were, at best, stupid, stubborn farmers, and the world’s worst anti-social criminals.
Some decent person. Will ordinary people be able to be ‘inspired’ and ‘persuaded’ by her? She always wondered about that. She planted more trees and persuaded more people.
Then her world responded to her. Because Brother Henry appeared in front of her like a lie.
The only man who could fulfill everything she wanted.