Mission No.7 The girl who picks up time (2)
“Oh my God! Did something like that happen?”
Ewald tried hard to explain, but Lafon, who was staring at the blueprint, gave an insincere reply.
Dva Hur, who stood next to her and tried to look at the blueprint in a little more detail, was doing something similar.
“That must have been a lot of trouble.”
Dvahuru also quietly helped Lafon, but with a voice that burned out her sincerity, she nodded her head and glared at the blueprint Lafon was looking at.
Ewald, who had not yet noticed what the two dwarves were doing, opened his mouth with a sad face.
“So Tosaf made a building made entirely of benyadium…”
“Oh my God! Did something like that happen?”
“That must have been a lot of trouble.”
Ewald was starting to get annoyed.
“It was a building about 50 meters tall, but the shape was completely benyadium…”
“Oh my God! Did something like that happen?”
“That must have been a lot of trouble.”
I was definitely not listening. Blood vessels appeared on Ewald’s forehead.
“Did you throw away all that metal?”
“Oh my God! Did something like that happen?”
“That must have been a lot of trouble.”
Oops!
“What did you say just now?”
“Yeah man! What are you going to do!”
After almost 30 minutes, the two dwarves took their eyes off the blueprint and glared at Ebalt with fearsome expressions.
“What’s stuck in your ear? Can you pass it through to the other side?”
Ewald grinned, put down a beer mug in front of Dvahur, and placed a glass full of milk in front of Lafon, holding onto the blueprint.
“Didn’t your parents tell you not to read while eating?”
“Hey, hold on! Please wait!”
“What, what are you doing, you bastard! I haven’t read it yet!”
“… I own the blueprint, you crazy dwarves.”
Slap!
“Kyaaah!”
“Oooh!”
As the blueprint flew up into the air in Ewald’s hand, Lafon and Dvahur raised their heads to follow.
However, Ewald, who quickly folded the blueprint, threw it away in his arms.
“Whoa…”
“Haaa.”
Lafon and Dvahur, each sighing differently, lowered their heads as they watched the blueprints disappear into Ewald’s chest.
Ewald took his fork to the food with a relaxed expression and opened his mouth.
“Now, first, eat some of this, kid…”
“It’s good. Girl, I understand. So, do you mean to negotiate?”
“… Will it come out like that? What do you want, human?”
The eyes of the two bloody dwarves were pierced by Ebalt.
Ewald, who was coughing with the force to spit out while eating at those vicious eyes, showed his teeth with a face that had lost everything.
“… What are you doing?”
However, the two dwarves, whose eyes were as frightening as Ewald’s, opened their mouths without hesitation.
“If you want, I’ll even give you my chastity.”
“If you want my right arm, take it.”
“… These crazy things are real.”
The two dwarves offered an unnegotiable offer, such as offering their virginity and taking their remaining arms, and put their lustful eyes into Ewald’s chest.
Feeling the breathing of the two dwarves getting rougher, Ewald let out a really deep sigh.
“What does that sigh mean? Surely my chastity is not enough? I like it. I will live as Kitsuka-sama’s servant for the rest of my life.”
“… I am willing to go as far as my left leg.”
“Stop it, you idiots! I’ll give it to you later!”
The eyes of the two dwarves, which had been viciously pierced, turned bright in an instant.
But Lafon nodded his head, as if determined, and her face blushed, and Dvahur had a somber expression.
“Tonight… I’ll see you. It’s my first time, so please…”
“… Just don’t cut too painfully.”
Obsessed with the desire to stand a plate in the face of these burns and throw it, Ewald spat out double curses for nearly five minutes before he was able to calm his anger.
And on behalf of the dwarves, Lafon opened his mouth in a very cautious and suspicious voice.
“So you’re saying you’re just going to give it to us?”
“… Is there anything more than scraps of paper for me anyway?”
Lafon jumped up from his seat.
Lafon, who straightened his body as if to emit a halo and dawn at the same time, turned a solemn face toward Ebalt.
As he began to get nervous about what he was going to do this time, Balt shrank his body.
Lafon collapsed on the spot and fell flat at Ebalt’s feet.
“Kitsuka-sama, please enjoy the longevity.”
“… Hey.”
Lafon, who didn’t even raise his head, threw out a terrifying remark.
“From this time on, the girl Lafon Debau Dwarfel Rasmu will devote her body, mind, and energy to Ewald Kitska-sama. If you tell them to fall into the water, they will jump into the water, and if you tell them to fall into the fire, they will jump into the fire.”
“… I don’t need it.”
This time, Dvahur stood up from his seat and let out a deep voice.
“Ewald.”
Ebalt, who was praising Lafon, who was bowing deeply, looked at Dvahur as he raised his head with an expression asking him to stop.
Dvahur bent his back and showed Ebalt the top of his head.
“I beg your pardon.”
“… Why are you again what?”
“It seems that I have misunderstood the human race too much. Please forgive this stupid man!”
“Ah! Hey! Men and horses! Speak straight!”
I’d rather curse!
Ewald pulled his body out in front of this unmanageable situation. But Lafon and Dvahur seemed to be possessed by something,
“With the honor of Meister.”
“I bet everything on Ohisa.”
Spoke at the same time.
“I’ll make Schheim!”
“I will make Schheim for you!”
Oh right.
For a moment, Ewald pulled his gaze away from the two dwarves.
For some reason, Lafon, feeling that Ewald was avoiding him, lightly grabbed Ewald’s crotch with a voice full of anxiety.
“What’s going on? Do you mean that you are not satisfied with Schheim?”
“Oh, no, not that.”
Ewald pondered for three seconds on how to do this, and finally spat out the words.
“That Schheim…”
“Schheim?”
Dvahur also affectionately brought that frightening face to Ewald.
“Thosaf was supposed to make it…”
Bombs fell on the heads of the two dwarves.
“Hey, is what you just said true?”
“Answer me, man! No, Ewald!”
As they climbed onto the table, the two dwarves looked so surprised that they spewed their hearts out of their mouths.
But the answer popped up elsewhere.
“That’s right. Tossaf decided to make it for you. That is the promised reward.”
Shupea, who was chewing on the food, nodded in a voice that said it was nothing.
Lafon and Dvahur stared at Spea with a dislocated mandible, then turned their gaze to Ewald again.
Ebalt raised his hands and spread them out slightly, then began fanning them gently towards the two dwarves.
“Whoa, whoa. Calm down, calm down.”
“Do you think this is something to calm down?”
Even so, her big eyes widened and her round pupils were fully exposed, and with a sound of kicking her laphone, Balt grabbed her and sat her on her chair.
And she waved her hand at Dva Hur as if to drive away flies.
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“Thosaf said they would make it, but we don’t yet know when and how it will be made, so let’s calm down and have some food.”
Dvahur, who lost all energy in his body, slumped down in his chair with a distraught expression.
“Shuheim made by Tosaf himself…”
Lafon caught her breath for a long time with her thrilled face, and finally nodded her head and sat her down.
“I have no doubt that it will be the most important event in our history.”
“By the way.”
Ebalt put a piece of meat in his mouth and grinned as he raised his fork and pointed at the two dwarves.
“You guys, don’t even think about touching that.”
* * *
I still can’t forget the images of Dvahur, who danced with an axe, saying, “I’d rather take my life,” And Lafon, who wailed sadly as if his family had been slaughtered.
It was the Benadium Expedition that had a lot of work.
However, Ewald, who jumped up from lying on the bed, looked at the door in silence before opening his mouth.
“Come in.”
The door creaked open. And Usbel, who poked her head out from behind the door, let out an apologetic laugh for some reason.
“You haven’t slept, master?”
“… I have something to tell you.”
“Is it so? Is it so?”
Usbel, who thought he would be scolded for hiding, hopped towards Ewald and threw himself on the bed.
“It’s nothing else…”
“Huuummuuummuuummuuummuuummuuu: Of course, the smell.”
Ewald grabbed Ursbel by the scruff of the neck, who was making a happy expression with the expression of a cat chewing catnip.
“Throw it out the window.”
“No, no! Don’t do that! Don’t do that!”
Shaking both legs, Usbel put on a frightened expression.
Ewald, who wanted to tell him to do one of the two whether he was happy or scared, gave up and brought up the main topic.
“I’m asking because it’s strange…”
“Yes? Yes? Is it weird? Is it weird?”
Ewald opened his mouth with a serious expression to Usbel, who was dangling with her legs crossed in a delightful manner, determined not to be thrown out the window.
“What happens to the souls killed by demons?”
Usbel’s legs were crossed and he stopped.
“… Yes?”
“What happens to the souls killed by demons?”
Usbel, who shrugged her shoulders with her frightened face, spoke cautiously.
“I’ve never been killed before…”
“… It’s not like that.”
Not sure? Ewald turned his head with a puzzled expression.
“By the way, by the way. Doesn’t everything with a soul go to the underworld when it dies? Is not it?”
“I know that too, but…”
Tosap’s realm. All the living things that filled the place that blocked the pillars of dead creatures with benyadium were unable to go to the underworld.
With that thought in mind, Balt slowly shook his head.
“Well, the conclusion won’t be so easy.”
“Why, why? Do you know of any souls who have not gone to the underworld? Do you have?”
Drop only.
The name passed quickly through Ewald’s mind.
Since he was apparently killed by Beelzedeus, that body that was certain he had not died in Kswice was under Tosaf’s realm.
Usbel tilted his head and brought one of his fingers to his mouth.
“I know that souls who died in Kswice go to the infinite. I know that.”
Ewald quickly raised his head and looked at Usbel.
Usbel, who had been dangling her legs again before he knew it, was staring at Balt in the clear sun with her face looking a bit stupid.
“… Did you know?”
“We know, we know.”
We. That word stuck in Ewald’s brain.
Even if it looks like this, this guy is a demon.
“But why are you talking about Mugan all of a sudden, Master?”
To Usbel, who was smiling without a wrinkle, Ewald briefly explained the story of entering Tosaf’s territory and the corpses wriggling beneath it.
And as soon as Ewald’s words were finished, Usbel’s face turned to tears.
“Master, have you been to Mugan?”
“… Is that inhumane?”
“It’s Mugan, it’s Mugan! Why did you come to such a place? You almost died!”
Usbel, who had slipped down from her chair, hugged Balt by the neck. Even though Ewald was taken aback by his baby-like appearance, he began to pat Usbel on the back.
But,
“We also don’t have a good time in the middle of the night. I’m not sending you.”
At that word, Ewald’s hand stopped.