“Brother Luhmann? How did they know about this place? No, that’s not the problem, just stop them from making noise right now!”
After saying that, Smith shouted.
Meanwhile, outside, a scream like a pig being slit was heard.
“Who wouldn’t scream at the sight of that deformed fly?”
Cain said as if it was absurd.
“No, that’s not it. I’m saying that it reacts to the sound of a fly!”
“What? Why are you telling me that now, Mr. Smith! You should have told me when we opened the door!”
Judith became angry and raised her voice.
“No one would have screamed back then! And what can I say if I say something then the flies will come and eat me!”
“Oh, well, I should have done it anyway. If one of us had screamed, it would have been a disaster.”
“Mr. Smith, you are a very bad man, aren’t you?”
“If I am really bad, I won’t be able to get the money I lent back.”
“Oh my, you are truly a source of pride, son.”
A crack appeared between Erne's eyebrows.
They say that deformed flies respond to sound. Why do they raise their voices when they hear that sound? Do they all want to be fly food?
“Be quiet.”
Only after a nervous warning from Erne did the three finally shut their mouths.
Outside, the screams and curses of Brother Luhmann could still be heard. It seemed that they had escaped without being caught yet.
“Erne, we have to make sure that fly doesn’t leave the mansion.”
Cain was genuinely worried. The moment that thing went outside, the capital would fall into uncontrollable chaos. This house was sealed on all sides and had a ceiling, but the outside wasn't like that.
If it flies so high into the sky, how can you catch it? You never know where the fly will fly to, and above all, if it breeds...
Cain shut his eyes tightly at the terrible thought.
“You have to close the front door, now, right now.”
“But, Marquis, you called the police.”
Judith said, licking her lips.
“If the police come, won’t you open the door first...?”
“Ah. I see.”
Cain touched his forehead.
“Oh my, why are you worrying so much when there’s a simple solution?”
Smith clicked his tongue next to him.
“Can’t we just catch the flies here? Let’s drive them up to the second floor and kill them. Brother Luhmann, they’re just surprised now, but when they come to their senses, one fly or two won’t be a problem.”
Smith rolled his shoulders and relaxed, saying that he too was now almost completely free of paralysis.
“You should go out and fight too?”
When Cain asked curiously, Smith looked even more curious.
“It’s a coalition of parties. If that thing runs wild in the capital, wouldn’t it be a big problem?”
“I thought you were just a corrupt moneylender, but you have a sense of justice.”
Judith poured cold water on Cain's voice, which seemed to be filled with admiration.
“Your Grace, that’s not it. It’s just that when the capital becomes noisy, it’s hard to get money. If that fly eats the person who borrowed money from Mr. Smith, Mr. Smith will lose his money.”
"Ah."
Cain sighed, and Smith gave Judith a thumbs up.
“As expected, you are a talented person in our industry.”
“Thank you for the compliment.”
Was that really a compliment? Erne shook his head and grabbed the doorknob.
“The door is about to open, so if you want to be a fly’s food, keep talking.”
Then the room became surprisingly quiet. It seemed like no one wanted to become food for flies.
Erne opened the door slightly. The Luhmann brothers were running around in the hallway.
"Hey."
Erne called out to the Luhmann brothers in a small voice, but they were unable to hear the sound as they were being chased by some strange creature.
“So you can hear it well.”
Smith took a step forward, opened the door wide without a moment's hesitation, and ran out, yelling.
“You’re going to get beat up by a little fly! Catch them!”
“Ugh, boss, how do we catch that?”
“How do you catch a fly? You have to hit it!”
“Get out of here, Captain, the flies are coming.”
“I told you to hit them, when are you going to use that arm!”
Although it was too large and aggressive to be called a mere fly, the Luhmann brothers seemed to come to their senses a little when they realized that the monster was a fly.
As Smith ran up to the second floor, shouting, fly followed him. He was followed by the large Luhmann brothers.
“...There is a sense of duty.”
Cain stuck out his tongue for a moment as he watched the Luhmann brothers, who had just been chased by a fly, go to rescue the captain.
“Erne, you go rescue Sir Henry.”
Cain said, gripping his sword tightly.
“Looking at those big guys, it looks like we can buy some time until the police arrive.”
“Be careful when cutting the body, as there may be poison in the body fluids.”
Erne nodded and turned around without any hesitation.
“Stay right behind me... You’re already far away.”
When you're attached to me, is it only when you let me touch your body?
Erne watched Judith searching every corner of the room for something useful, and he didn't even sigh anymore.
“What are you looking for?”
“I think I need at least a candle to go down to the basement.”
“There is an old saying that goes like this.”
What happened to Smith? Did he become prey to the deformed fly in the next room?
As the senses that had been dulled by the nerve paralysis poison began to return one by one, Henry's fear also grew.
“You have to make good friends.”
The priest kept moving and talking to Henry, even though Henry, who was under the paralyzing poison and gag, was unable to respond properly.
“It’s because I made bad friends that I ended up being sacrificed here.”
A sacrifice? Am I a sacrifice? Henry, with both arms and both legs tied, groaned in confusion. However, the bonds did not break and only attracted the priest's attention.
“I guess it’s unfair. But Sir Henry is not entirely innocent. I saw you picking on all the women in the store. You even laughed at married women.”
No, that's because they're guests! How can you not smile at guests? Henry felt truly wronged.
He was indeed especially kind to women, but he never really hit on them. If their hearts were swayed by his wonderful smile, that couldn't be helped.
Oh, have you been arrested here for being handsome?
If he had been free, he would have said this out loud, but he was gagged. Fortunately, he was. If he had said this out loud, the priest would have used his face as a sacrifice.
“This is his will. Can you see it? Since his eyesight is not paralyzed, he should be able to see it well.”
Shadin pointed to an ominous-looking black complex, unknown to him.
“Once upon a time, when the first Emperor of the empire was still King, he offered a deal to the chieftain of the Shartin tribe who lived in the desert. If he helped him conquer other kingdoms, he would make the chieftain his priest and his daughter his Queen.”
However, the King who united other kingdoms and became Emperor did not keep his promise. He betrayed the Shartins and annihilated their leaders.
“But the daughter survived. She was said to be a medium with more spiritual powers than her father, or even her ancestors. What would Sir Henry do if you were that daughter? Wouldn’t you want to use your powers to get revenge?”
After saying that, Smith shouted.
Meanwhile, outside, a scream like a pig being slit was heard.
“Who wouldn’t scream at the sight of that deformed fly?”
Cain said as if it was absurd.
“No, that’s not it. I’m saying that it reacts to the sound of a fly!”
“What? Why are you telling me that now, Mr. Smith! You should have told me when we opened the door!”
Judith became angry and raised her voice.
“No one would have screamed back then! And what can I say if I say something then the flies will come and eat me!”
“Oh, well, I should have done it anyway. If one of us had screamed, it would have been a disaster.”
“The flies would have flown to him, and I would have lived, Marquis?”
“If I am really bad, I won’t be able to get the money I lent back.”
“Oh my, you are truly a source of pride, son.”
A crack appeared between Erne's eyebrows.
They say that deformed flies respond to sound. Why do they raise their voices when they hear that sound? Do they all want to be fly food?
“Be quiet.”
Only after a nervous warning from Erne did the three finally shut their mouths.
Outside, the screams and curses of Brother Luhmann could still be heard. It seemed that they had escaped without being caught yet.
“Erne, we have to make sure that fly doesn’t leave the mansion.”
Cain was genuinely worried. The moment that thing went outside, the capital would fall into uncontrollable chaos. This house was sealed on all sides and had a ceiling, but the outside wasn't like that.
If it flies so high into the sky, how can you catch it? You never know where the fly will fly to, and above all, if it breeds...
Cain shut his eyes tightly at the terrible thought.
“You have to close the front door, now, right now.”
“But, Marquis, you called the police.”
Judith said, licking her lips.
“If the police come, won’t you open the door first...?”
“Ah. I see.”
Cain touched his forehead.
“Oh my, why are you worrying so much when there’s a simple solution?”
Smith clicked his tongue next to him.
“Can’t we just catch the flies here? Let’s drive them up to the second floor and kill them. Brother Luhmann, they’re just surprised now, but when they come to their senses, one fly or two won’t be a problem.”
Smith rolled his shoulders and relaxed, saying that he too was now almost completely free of paralysis.
“You should go out and fight too?”
When Cain asked curiously, Smith looked even more curious.
“It’s a coalition of parties. If that thing runs wild in the capital, wouldn’t it be a big problem?”
“I thought you were just a corrupt moneylender, but you have a sense of justice.”
Judith poured cold water on Cain's voice, which seemed to be filled with admiration.
“Your Grace, that’s not it. It’s just that when the capital becomes noisy, it’s hard to get money. If that fly eats the person who borrowed money from Mr. Smith, Mr. Smith will lose his money.”
"Ah."
Cain sighed, and Smith gave Judith a thumbs up.
“As expected, you are a talented person in our industry.”
“Thank you for the compliment.”
Was that really a compliment? Erne shook his head and grabbed the doorknob.
“The door is about to open, so if you want to be a fly’s food, keep talking.”
Then the room became surprisingly quiet. It seemed like no one wanted to become food for flies.
Erne opened the door slightly. The Luhmann brothers were running around in the hallway.
"Hey."
Erne called out to the Luhmann brothers in a small voice, but they were unable to hear the sound as they were being chased by some strange creature.
“So you can hear it well.”
Smith took a step forward, opened the door wide without a moment's hesitation, and ran out, yelling.
“You’re going to get beat up by a little fly! Catch them!”
“Ugh, boss, how do we catch that?”
“How do you catch a fly? You have to hit it!”
“Get out of here, Captain, the flies are coming.”
“I told you to hit them, when are you going to use that arm!”
Although it was too large and aggressive to be called a mere fly, the Luhmann brothers seemed to come to their senses a little when they realized that the monster was a fly.
As Smith ran up to the second floor, shouting, fly followed him. He was followed by the large Luhmann brothers.
“...There is a sense of duty.”
Cain stuck out his tongue for a moment as he watched the Luhmann brothers, who had just been chased by a fly, go to rescue the captain.
“Erne, you go rescue Sir Henry.”
Cain said, gripping his sword tightly.
“Looking at those big guys, it looks like we can buy some time until the police arrive.”
“Be careful when cutting the body, as there may be poison in the body fluids.”
Erne nodded and turned around without any hesitation.
“Stay right behind me... You’re already far away.”
When you're attached to me, is it only when you let me touch your body?
Erne watched Judith searching every corner of the room for something useful, and he didn't even sigh anymore.
“What are you looking for?”
“I think I need at least a candle to go down to the basement.”
***
“There is an old saying that goes like this.”
What happened to Smith? Did he become prey to the deformed fly in the next room?
As the senses that had been dulled by the nerve paralysis poison began to return one by one, Henry's fear also grew.
“You have to make good friends.”
The priest kept moving and talking to Henry, even though Henry, who was under the paralyzing poison and gag, was unable to respond properly.
“It’s because I made bad friends that I ended up being sacrificed here.”
A sacrifice? Am I a sacrifice? Henry, with both arms and both legs tied, groaned in confusion. However, the bonds did not break and only attracted the priest's attention.
“I guess it’s unfair. But Sir Henry is not entirely innocent. I saw you picking on all the women in the store. You even laughed at married women.”
No, that's because they're guests! How can you not smile at guests? Henry felt truly wronged.
He was indeed especially kind to women, but he never really hit on them. If their hearts were swayed by his wonderful smile, that couldn't be helped.
Oh, have you been arrested here for being handsome?
If he had been free, he would have said this out loud, but he was gagged. Fortunately, he was. If he had said this out loud, the priest would have used his face as a sacrifice.
“This is his will. Can you see it? Since his eyesight is not paralyzed, he should be able to see it well.”
Shadin pointed to an ominous-looking black complex, unknown to him.
“Once upon a time, when the first Emperor of the empire was still King, he offered a deal to the chieftain of the Shartin tribe who lived in the desert. If he helped him conquer other kingdoms, he would make the chieftain his priest and his daughter his Queen.”
However, the King who united other kingdoms and became Emperor did not keep his promise. He betrayed the Shartins and annihilated their leaders.
“But the daughter survived. She was said to be a medium with more spiritual powers than her father, or even her ancestors. What would Sir Henry do if you were that daughter? Wouldn’t you want to use your powers to get revenge?”
The daughter's specialty is the art of solitude. There is no solitude she cannot create, and there is no poison she cannot use.
But for some reason, the daughter decided to wait for a later date rather than directly kill the Emperor with her own abilities.
“At that time, there was division among the Shartins, so if it were me, I would have killed the Emperor. Rather than just going inside like that.”
The daughter went into the room with 99 poisonous animals and closed the lid with her own hands. She fought against the things that tried to eat her inside, chewed them up, and swallowed them, and thus became something inhuman.
“That’s called karma, a forbidden sorcery. But she did it herself. And she left a will saying that she would take revenge on the royal family when the time came.”
At first, it was a large jar large enough to fit a person. However, as the poison inside grew stronger, cracks began to appear in the jar. Eventually, it was passed down through several generations and moved to a smaller jar with thicker walls.
“They say that whenever the contents of that jar were moved, the priest and the two elders who went to help her died. Some say that the poison was so strong that they died while moving it, and others say that it was eaten by the spirit of the daughter who lost her reason and became the very embodiment of resentment.”
Ugh, it's scary, isn't it? The priest trembled for no reason.
“I always found that uncomfortable, too.”
So he always kept it at a distance. Then he had a really good idea using it.
“I was originally going to put that in the Prince. I was going to make her the Prince and rule this empire. But I think it would be better to put it in Judith Harrington.”
A surprised Henry protested in a muffled voice.
“Why Mr. Harrington? Oh, it’s a punishment. She interrupted me without knowing anything. She doesn’t know how much the world needs what I’m doing.”
But for some reason, the daughter decided to wait for a later date rather than directly kill the Emperor with her own abilities.
“At that time, there was division among the Shartins, so if it were me, I would have killed the Emperor. Rather than just going inside like that.”
The daughter went into the room with 99 poisonous animals and closed the lid with her own hands. She fought against the things that tried to eat her inside, chewed them up, and swallowed them, and thus became something inhuman.
“That’s called karma, a forbidden sorcery. But she did it herself. And she left a will saying that she would take revenge on the royal family when the time came.”
At first, it was a large jar large enough to fit a person. However, as the poison inside grew stronger, cracks began to appear in the jar. Eventually, it was passed down through several generations and moved to a smaller jar with thicker walls.
“They say that whenever the contents of that jar were moved, the priest and the two elders who went to help her died. Some say that the poison was so strong that they died while moving it, and others say that it was eaten by the spirit of the daughter who lost her reason and became the very embodiment of resentment.”
Ugh, it's scary, isn't it? The priest trembled for no reason.
“I always found that uncomfortable, too.”
So he always kept it at a distance. Then he had a really good idea using it.
“I was originally going to put that in the Prince. I was going to make her the Prince and rule this empire. But I think it would be better to put it in Judith Harrington.”
A surprised Henry protested in a muffled voice.
“Why Mr. Harrington? Oh, it’s a punishment. She interrupted me without knowing anything. She doesn’t know how much the world needs what I’m doing.”
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