32 – 5th element (5)

Even in pain, the sun sets and brings a new day. Kiberes felt a similar feeling of fear as the two women entered with smiling faces.

“What, what is it? Today, that support won’t be tortured?”

The two did not bring a fire pit today. The hot heat and the smell of burning salt still seemed to tickle the tip of his nose, so Kiberes sniffed in as he spoke.

Ashuria shook her head. Lena was giving Ashuria her gaze. Looking at her arrogant eyes, Ashuria laughed, then looked down at Kiberes and said:

“Yesterday, Lena was like that. He said he seemed to have inflicted greater pain on this type of torture.”

Cabares blinked, not knowing how to respond to that. Ashuria didn’t seem to expect an answer from her either. She rolled up her arms without even pulling out the instruments of torture. Then, after pulling up the rags of Kiberes’ shirt, he said while stroking his immaculate arm with his fingers.

“But I couldn’t agree with Lena. I worked as a heretic inquisitor and lived a life more faithful to love than anyone else, so there’s no way I’m less skilled than Lena.”

Kiberes began to frantically rack his brain as to what kind of answer he had to give so that he could live. It was because the two women seemed to have started the wrong race over him. Ashuria grabbed Kebereth’s arm.

“Ah, ah… !”

Cabareth shuddered and screamed like a lost child. No matter how brilliant a general is, he can’t help but feel fear from meaningless and irrational violence. Ashuria looked at the fear in her eyes and said to Lena.

“Lena. I didn’t do anything, but I’m already screaming in horror like this. Didn’t I win the bet?”

“Ah, because I tamed it hard yesterday. Something like that. Will it be different once you start?”

As Lena responded with a smile, Ashuria nodded with a brighter expression.

“It is a statement that inflames the fighting spirit. I will go over to the provocation.”

Between the two of them, Kiberes wanted to cry. Have you ever experienced such harsh conditions while living in the Demon Realm? training to withstand torture. Training to survive in extreme conditions. Every training enemy had a purpose. There was a purpose of pursuing me to kill me, and a purpose of extorting some information from me.

By the way, these lunatics were torturing themselves to bet who could make them more painful.

There is no getting out of here. Even if the secret is revealed, these women will not let go of themselves.

After facing reality, cold sweat dripped down my face.

“Hey, hey… … . now… … . Aww!”

Before Kaybereth could speak, Ashria’s hand gripped her arm. Little by little, he began to squeeze her flesh back and forth, twisting it back and forth, as if squeezing a rag.

“ah… ! what, what are you doing… … !”

“Have you ever seen an animal skinning scene?”

Even as she spoke, strength went into Ashuria’s arms. Hard muscles and tendons sprouted from the nun’s arms, who had dedicated her life to torture and the gospel. Lena blew a whistle in surprise at the sharp muscles revealed when she exerted herself, and Kayberes started screaming in agony.

“Ahhh! aaagh! Par, your arm will be torn off! aaagh!”

“An animal’s skin is attached to the muscle and fat in the body, and the connections must be removed with a knife. It is like pushing a sword between envelopes to read a glued-on letter.”

“Kkeuk… !ぅ… … !”

“Lena.”

Ashria turned her head. Beads of sweat formed on her, letting her know that she was feeling worthwhile. Lena took out the letter from the floor and nodded.

“what’s the matter?”

“I’ll show you skinning with your bare hands.”

Ashria laughed. The moment he twisted his arm once more, drops of blood splattered and Kayberes screamed.

“Quaaa!”

*******

Knock Knock Knock

I knocked on the iron door today too. The two women, who were still tortured, noticed my presence and stopped moving. The iron door opened and the two of them showed me very lively smiles. Ashuria was wiping the blood from her hands and face, and Lena had a clean face.

said Lena.

“mister. Then suffer.”

I nodded to her and stepped into the torture chamber.

“Ugh… ! Uhhhhh…! eww… … !”

Kiberes was there. I don’t know what happened to him, but his body was intact, and only his limbs were covered with bright red blood. He was covered in blood as if he were wearing a rubber glove, so he couldn’t even guess what he was doing.

Kiberes trembled with his eyes in the air, and when I brought a wet towel to him, he went into a seizure as if he had been electrocuted.

“Haaagh! Aww! eww… ! ugh… !”

She flinched several times before looking at me, realizing that she was harmless, by the time I had finished wiping off my arm.

“Huh… ! eww… ! It’s you… … . Rain, if you’re going to laugh at me, laugh at me… … . It’s a weak bitch who gets beaten up after a few tortures… … . That’s right, I… … . Do you think it will pass?”

Doesn’t answer. But he neither despises nor attacks her. Even if it looks businesslike, the act of wiping the body should be meticulous and gentle. This leisurely composure that comes after the severe pain of cutting her body relaxes her mind and makes a strange affection well up.

“……I saw you on the castle wall. I think we fought pretty well. Were you a warrior?”

Then she forgets her intentions and brings up trivial stories, and the existence of me grows little by little in her heart.

“I also had calluses on my hands. Why are you washing me here?”

But not now. If you start carrying on a conversation now, it’s nothing more than her emotional dumpster. Kiberes must fall further. He had to realize that he had no one to lean on but himself, and that everything in this fortress besides me was harassing him.

The unanswered silence made her feel uneasy and break out in a cold sweat.

He looked at me restlessly and the moment I left, he left a message.

“there… … !”

*****

A few days passed like that.

Kiberes remained in the room, looking even more exhausted and broken. After I wiped myself off, I was alone and endured solitude in a dark room, and every morning Lena and Ashria opened the door and came in and started torturing again.

Lena gradually got tired of torture, but Ashuria was inflamed by Lena’s playful bet, and every day came up with a new torture and enjoyed it like a sport.

And after a terrible time, I knock on the iron door again.

“What, is it over already?”

“You came a little early today. Unfortunately, I have to end here.”

Even knocking on the iron door required meticulousness. I deliberately come a little earlier than the timing to end the torture and forcibly end the torture, or cut off the excitement of the two to show off the fact that I am a person on an equal footing with them.

While making me perceive myself as a savior or an equal being as I work for Kiberes silently in the midst of harsh abuse, I inject the fact that I am suffering because of Damon by using two people who torture me.

His affinity for Damon continues to plummet, while his affinity for me rises. And I keep emphasizing the fact that I can have a conversation with her here and that I am the warm person to her.

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Naturally.

As if it wasn’t intentional.

And when time passes like that, in the end, both demons and people collapse and show a gap.

For instance, it is like this. As usual, he wiped himself off casually and held onto me with a pitiful voice, pleading with me.

“I-over there… … ! stop… … !”

Turning around, Kiberes was looking at me with pitiful eyes. She was looking at me with a desperate expression, and tears welled up in her eyes.

“Go, don’t go… … . Me, don’t leave me alone… … .”

pain and loneliness. and fear.

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No matter how great you are, you can’t overcome emotions.

Without a word, I closed the door again and sat in the room.

The power of love is so great.

Kiberes looked at me and opened his mouth.

“Ah, say anything… … .”

I closed my eyes. From now on, we will have to tell you very sweet stories. Enticing demons feels like luring a beast, so I can’t really get immersed in it. I started doing self-hypnosis.

In a way, I could have thought that Kiberes was also a widow. Damon, her husband, is about to die. Since Damon’s death was predestined, Caybereth was a widow in anticipation. As a missionary of love and practicing philanthropy, I didn’t even know if I had an obligation to lie down even as a demonic widow.

If the situation is similar, the way to attack is the same way. All he had to do was become a big-hearted man who embraced the widow of an enemy country.

“I was from the Empire.”

Kiberes is a widow.

She is a very big-breasted and seductive widow.

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