Do You Think Someone Like You Can Defeat the Demon King?

After Sakria left, Frame and Milkit headed to Etana's room.

There was ink in her arms when they were invited in.

Apparently they were sitting on the bed holding the ink from their backs and reading a book together.

I'll show you, Mr. Etana.

"I can't help but endure it."

An ink that smiles at you when you know the fact that you were patient.

Certainly, they are now openly close, and Milkit still holds the flam tightly, so even if they weigh themselves strangely, they only lose money in this house.

Fram lays his hand on his chin and nods to rejoice in the growth of his disciples.

"You've finally reached that realm, stop looking like a master."

"I was just honestly impressed... so let's get down to business."

Frames sit on their chairs and start talking.

"A female reporter called Sakria just arrived.He taught me about the soul-eating past. "

That's what I was talking about.

"Everything, Kiroti was used in the village to take sacrifices."

"That's another crazy story."

Remember Sakria, or the mill kit will grab the sleeve of the flam.

The ink rounded his eyes and cut his neck.

"But only then did the lord of the village start killing villagers to satisfy his desires, eventually killing all the inhabitants."

"Hey, you mean there's no village left?"

"Yes, Mr. Sakria is right."

"Then it would be strange if it wasn't a big disturbance."

Fram was thinking the same thing as Etana pointed out.

However, since I don't know how old it was, it is possible that the older it is, the less it will be on the record.

"It's a village called Kiroti, but I might know it."

"Really!?"

"My memory is vague, but I think it was a village that was attacked and destroyed by monsters about 20 years ago."

"The cause of destruction is the monster....."

"This is completely different from Sacramento's story."

In the first place, there is no way to ascertain whether Sakria's story is true or not.

All of a sudden, I come without an appointment and just talk like that and leave - it's harder to fully believe the story of such a suspicious woman.

"Fram is gentle, so I ask a lot of people for help, but I think there are a lot of bad people and weird people approaching.It's not even a consultation from people in trouble, so maybe you shouldn't worry about it. "

"Ink is right. It's just a kind of troublemaker, so it's better to be quiet."

"That's right..."

I thought they were right.

But what really gets caught in the frame is that “eye” when I see God eating.

(Perhaps the goal was to see God eating...)

I had a longing for the weapon that killed Origin.

Some of the people turn their religious feelings towards the flames and treat them as gods.

I would be satisfied if I were one of those people.

But Sakria's eyes - they weren't so positive, they felt more famished and faint.

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The following day, Fram was in front of a three-story building in the Central District.

Mancathy Newspaper.

Mancathy's bloodline is broken, but there are several companies in Concilia that have inherited its name and philosophy.

Frame felt that the company using the name could be trusted because few people used to work with Reach and Welsh.

Etana and Ink told me it was better not to get involved, but Flam was also concerned about the past of soul eating.

By the way, Milkit told me to stay home.

Suppose there were troubles like they were told, I wouldn't bring them here because I didn't want to get involved.

When Fram enters the building, he calls out to the receptionist.

The opponent looked surprised because of the sudden arrival of the flam.

"I'm afraid I'm not suddenly expecting to see a reporter named Sakria."

Even if you don't have an appointment, basically anyone will see you if you're dealing with Frame.

However, the flame itself does not like that, so I usually try to attach a promise.

Today is only an irregular day.

A few minutes later, a middle-aged man and a young man came down to the ground floor.

"I didn't expect Master Flam to come!It's an honor. Come on, this way. "

The two of you are guided to the reception room.

Fram walked down the hallway staring at a young man.

Entering the room and sitting on the sofa, she asked straight to the door.

"Where is Sacramento?"

The editor-in-chief pointed at his neighbor confused.

"He's Sakria."

Introduced, an all-back man with silver hair lightly confessed.

He wears a suit, is slender and has poor eyesight, which gives the impression of fear at first sight, but he doesn't feel hostile and his waist is soft.

"Who else in this newspaper has a name like Sacrifice?"

"No, just him. Isn't that right?"

"Oh, it's not that many names."

The real (...) Sakria said in a low voice.

The editor-in-chief is afraid to ask when the face of the flam clouds.

"What happened?"

"That's..."

She told me yesterday that a woman reporter named Sakria had visited her house.

Show me the business cards you gave me and tell me all the anecdotes she told me about soul eating.

Sakria and the editor-in-chief looked at each other in surprise.

"Soul Eating and Kirotty... Would you like to wait a moment!"

The editor-in-chief left the room in a hurry.

A few minutes later, he returned with a thick envelope.

It is placed on the table.

The lid swayed at the applause, and the inside looked slightly.

It contained a bundle of paper.

"What is this document?"

"Sent to the editorial department a few days ago, what do you say...."

It's a suspicious document.

"Well, that's what it looks like.The sender is unknown, but I just want this information to be published in our newspapers. "

"May I see it?"

"Yes... of course, I'm sure you're familiar with Mr Fram at first."

Frame receives the document and looks through it.

It was a manuscript (...) starting with the sentence "Do you know the sword of God eating?"

Written in a typeface, conscious of putting it in the newspaper or in an article, it was exactly what the woman told Fram yesterday.

The village of Kiroti is destroyed by Alfred's sword.

But there was still (...) here.

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After killing all the villagers, Alfred hid the sword, the murder weapon.

And he asked the adventurers for help.

A crowd of monsters attacked the village and nobody was saved except me.

All the witnesses are dead, so it should have been easy to rewrite the facts.

Thus, the tragedy in Kiroti was caused by the monsters and engraved in the history of the Kingdom.

Now, what happened to Mr. Alfred after that, he moved his residence to King's Landing.

It was around this time that I sold the great sword, the murder weapon, to the dark merchant.

I should really want to shatter and destroy the evidence, but the idea of dwelling on the dark black sword that gained the name of sucking a curse and eating souls was too strong, and there was no way to let go except to sell it.

Then, he used his sympathetic position of “victim” of the tragedy to develop business in King's Landing.

He survived the Origin War five years ago and was committed to rebuilding the King's City.

He currently runs orphanages, schools, etc., and everyone admires him as a personality.

Yes, the “kind-hearted philanthropist” who owns the Mansion in the East Side is Alfred himself, a mass murderer.

Some may think that his current appearance is the result of reflection on the events in Kiroti.

But what about that?

How close he was to the infamous Satyrs Françoise, who lived in King's Landing.

The connection between the two was an illegal slave trade.

Of course, the purpose of acquiring slaves is to kill and satisfy their own desires.

The incinerator behind the Mansion is said to be used exclusively to burn corpses.

Kiroti's case was twenty years ago.

Fifteen years later, Alfred was still possessed by desire.

What about now?

As far as the author has examined, there are an average of about four missing persons per year in the orphanages and schools he operates.

It's not uncommon in itself - it could all be Alfred's.

The readers of this article are probably mourning now.

Some may be angry when they see articles that are nothing but blasphemy.

But I want to say it out loud.

A man named Alfred doesn't even deserve to mourn his death.

Even though he fell to the blade and suffered and lost his life, he still bore an irresistible sin.

I hope that the publication of this article will increase the number of people who realize the truth at all.

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The document as an "article” is just a paragraph away.

The rest was evidence of Alfred's misdeeds.

The obsession is frightening.

Calling it a suspicious document and discarding it is so cluttery that you feel it is too cluttered.

But more than that, I was worried about Flam.

"Is Alfred... alive?"

"That's a celebrity. Didn't you know?"

"But this sentence assumes that Alfred will die!"

I told you, it's a suspicious document.

"No, this is... oh, yeah, that's why I'm here!"

"What's going on?"

"Editor-in-Chief, is Alfred in the East Side?"

"There is a mansion along the castle wall on the southern side of the East Side.You really think he'll be killed? "

"The woman who came to see me had those eyes.Excuse me for rushing through the window! "

The flam jumped out of the window in the reception room and accelerated towards the east quarter.

The editor-in-chief left behind dropped it off with a stupid face.

On the other hand, Sacrifice stared at the sky from the open window, somewhere lonely.

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Fram arrives at the Mansion in an instant.

However, she appeared like a meteor, and the gatekeeper stared at her.

I didn't think Fram would say anything, but I don't have time right now anyway.

"This is Alfred's house, right?Is he there? "

"The Lord is out.But why did Frame-sama..... "

"Tell me where you are, please!"

A flam that grabs a soldier's shoulder.

"Please wait, I'll ask my superiors."

Although I was in a hurry, honestly, I didn't know what I wanted to do when I chased him.

If that story is all true, Alfred is not worth living for.

But the woman who named Sakria is too dangerous.

Whether it was killed or not, it only looked like it was walking towards doom.

Anyway, if I intervened, it would be a little better.

I think so - no, in the first place, the fact that the woman came to see me is probably to make her think so (...).

(What is he trying to get me into...?)

Indeed, Etana and the others were right, we should have ignored it.

However, I tied it up with the interest and curiosity of "eating the soul” so that I could not do so.

(Ahhhh, if we get here, we'll have to hang out till the end!)

When I pulled back my hand now, I felt sick because it was too halfway.

Waiting in agony, the soldier returns with a man in a tuxedo who looks like his boss.

Probably Alfred's butler.

"Thank you for waiting, Fram."

The butler lowered his head politely and started talking in a calm tone.

However, the poker face was incomplete and there was a perceived conflict to divulge the main information to others.

If they weren't frames, they would never have talked.

"The Lord is currently meeting with a guest at a warehouse he owns."

"A female reporter?"

The butler was astonished at what Fram had to say.

"Yeah, yeah, that's right. Something important happened about 30 minutes ago.They don't seem to have an escort, either. "

And he told me the details of the warehouse.

Hurry up, but thank you for rushing out there again.

A five-minute walk is an instant for her.

Arriving in front of the warehouse entrance in a slippery fashion, the large locked door was forced open.

Inside the dark warehouse - in a quiet space, only the sound of ni-chan, gu-chu, echoes repeatedly.

"Eh...."

Flam instantly understood the situation and took a breath.

It was too late.

Approaching the sound, there was a person in the middle of a large space who repeated the same movement as a threaded doll.

"197...."

A woman who is a horseback rider and swings a knife down.

Probably down there is Alfred's remains.

Countless wounds were inflicted, and the face was no longer on the prototype.

There are several bloody knives falling around the body.

From the very beginning, I suppose he had prepared several bottles for the purpose of stabbing the corpse.

"1988......"

Flam approaches her without killing her footsteps.

"1999... 200..."

And I stopped my hand gently.

When the woman looked up at the flam, she opened her bloody eyes and raised her voice.

"Don't stop! And then... two more times...!"

The population of Kiroti was said to be about 200.

Perhaps 202 people are the exact number.

When the flam faces down slightly, it releases its hand.

"201... haah... hah... this is the last time... 202!"

Guchun, the blade sinks into a lump of meat.

The woman let her hand slide away from the pattern.

The blood pulls the thread.

And when she stood up, she opened her hands and confronted the flam.

"Here you go! Please!"

With a smile that no ordinary man can show.

"You must be the hero of justice, Fram.If you are a righteous ally, you must punish me for killing a gentle nobleman!So eat your soul fast - no, eat God! "

As if I had been waiting for this.

Fram stared at the crest floating on the back of his hand and stroked it with his other fingertip and quietly shook his head.

"Why..."

"I'm not on the side of justice.I've killed many people before.I'm sorry I couldn't fulfill your desire to be killed by a soul eater. "

"Sympathy?"

"Maybe. I'm not in a position to punish, judge, or anything like that when I think I understand that feeling."

……

Disappointed?

"No, I was relieved that I was who I thought I was.The heroes people talk about are still only idols. "

"That's what it is. Everyone else is a bloody person."

"Even so... there's no problem.I've been able to locate her properly. "

"Where?"

"It's a sign to avoid getting lost."

The woman smiled gently.

The fram feels cold in the gap between blood and makeup.

Looking only at her face would seem sane, but she was still mad.

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Afterwards, Fram called the guards, and the woman was caught lightly.

The death of the nobleman Alfred, who was loved by everyone, was great news.

Alfred was still treated as a victim of the tragedy, and the woman was reported as a "fool who committed murder with jealousy of nobility" without even mentioning her name.

But the Mancathy newspaper was not the only one.

Based on the documents and evidence she sent, she uncovered Alfred's past wrongs.

Of course, the rebellion was also great.

On the other hand, there was too much unspeakable evidence, and the mask of the gentle aristocracy was stripping off brilliantly.

But that woman will never see the end of it.

The day after she was captured, she lost her life in prison.

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A few days after the incident, Fram visited the Mancathy newspaper again.

To see Sakria.

This time I decided to talk to him as we walked outside, not in the reception room.

Quiet back street without people.

The fram stops and asks him.

Can you tell me the name of that woman?

Sakria also stopped and replied with a smile and a dumb face.

"You don't know. It's someone else."

"Yeah, no, you were connected to that woman."

"Are you going to be a famous detective?"

"Alfred is a cunning man.At the same time, he should have been careful.Otherwise, such a mass murderer wouldn't be able to live 20 years in the face of a good man. "

So?

He takes a willful and unreasonable attitude and sticks his hand in his pocket.

"Does he or she meet alone in the warehouse in response to a call from a reporter unknown to any horse bones?"

"You must have met him, actually."

"If I hadn't had a Mancassie newspaper card, I wouldn't have invited you home."

"So, what are you saying?"

"I think it was you, not her, who called Alfred cautiously.Hey, Sacramento. "

Sacrifice leaned against the wall and stared at her feet.

He sighed.

"Even if you hide it, you'll never believe it."

"I'm good at spotting liars."

With the sharp eyes of the flam, it seemed that the man was obsessed.

"Shit... yeah, I did it.It seems to be weak to be alone (...) just shaking with evidence. I contacted and I called.So, what do we do? You're gonna kill me?Or do you stick it in the guards? "

"I won't do anything. As I said at the beginning, I just want to know her name."

"... can I miss a hero like me?"

"I didn't want to be."

"That's outrageous. People cry.Hah... it's Sly. Of course, I don't even have birth records in the kingdom. "

"Sleigh....."

It was a name that could not be found in any newspaper.

The reporters must have tried to find out.

However, her name was only passed on to herself and her close friends.

"When Kiroti was still alive, his parents, who were afraid of being killed by Alfred, even concealed the fact that he gave birth."

"Ah... thanks to that, I survived the tragedy of 20 years ago.And I was waiting for the day when I could kill Alfred. "

"Why did you come to see me the day before the final?"

"I don't know. I thought you wanted to say hello to your family."

"So I saw God eating me... so what about you?Is it kilotic survival? "

"I'm not. I just wanted to help him."

I felt some regret in the man's words.

But it couldn't be stopped.

Twenty years ago, when the village was destroyed, Slay's life was meant to kill Alfred.

The denial is equivalent to the denial of a human being called Slay.

"Hey, can I go home now?Even if you don't like being summoned by a hero, it stands out.It's deadly for reporters. "

"I heard what you wanted to ask, so I'm fine. Thank you."

"Don't thank the scum that helped the murderer. Bye."

Sakria waves her hand away.

When Fram lost sight of him, he barely pulled out of God's way.

Then observe the gruesome red resentment on its surface.

"Ever since I was a soul eater, I've been treated like a partner... but I wonder how the sword used to feel to me."

The Curse of the Dead in King's Landing, obtained when he was devoured by God, must have been filled with hatred for the Origin.

But what about the curse contained at the time of soul eating?

What does the curse of the people killed by Alfred want?

They say it was used for rituals in Kiroti, but where were they born before that?

And where have you been for the last 20 years since Alfred let go?

There's still a lot I don't know.

Feeling the scariness of the bottom of the curse in the blade and the reliability of it - she took the sword and left.

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"Okaeri, Slay"

Oka \43235; Yu, \33708;

"Calibration,"

"Oka??

Li, s [a]

"Ahh... I came home without getting lost.Minna... Tadai-kun?! "

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