Labyrinth City Mesugaki Pawn Shop

51. Hydra (1)

Me too, Rapido, Lucky too, and…

“Should I raise my hand too…?”

“Write…”

Both Yerica and Terry, who were at a loss for what to do, quietly knelt down and stood with their hands and tentacles raised.

It was a situation where it would not be enough to put a big bow on the nun whose head was bowed down, but…

“No, I did all this for a reason…”

“Uh huh!”

Once again, Rusalka glared at her, crushing her head.

“That nun, was an assassin before…?”

“Tuck!”

Even with all her gestures, she still didn’t believe it.

No, even if it were me, would you like to hear the words of a person caught in the act of assault…

“That nun, or someone else, really fed me polonium… Or poisonous poison at that time?”

“…?”

Even I thought it was a strange word, but what can I do if it is true?

“You’re talking like you’ve seen the future, right?”

“Future prediction…Yes! It was a prediction of the future!”

To be precise, it’s not future foresight, it’s regression, but it’s actually an ability no different from future foresight.

It was only natural for Rusalka to frown.

“Even lies… He’s my younger brother, but he’s a little ugly…”

“No, let’s talk about Raffy too!”

“…It’s not a story without possibility. It’s not like there weren’t cases in the past where saints and saints had the same ability.”

“It certainly wasn’t like that, but… isn’t that the story of 500 years ago? Is it a credible story in the first place? Those are all stories written on worn-out paper that will crumble if you touch it.”

Did you cut the sky, split the sea, cut lightning…! It was said that the book was half mixed with bluff.

So Rusalka was still looking at her suspiciously even though Raffy helped her.

“Yes, it is assumed that future foresight is correct, but there are no cases where it changes so drastically?”

Even if the number of cases where the future foreknowledge does not match arises, at best, the level of the dice that should have been 6 turned out to be 4 or 5.

But in this case, the ark was different.

It was natural that the dice were not changed, but that the dice were completely replaced.

[The creeping chaos smiles softly.]

Oh, that f*cker!

“Then… Ah!”

As I pondered over the situation, I suddenly came up with an idea.

But in this place, it is unspeakable, since this situation is also being watched by foreign media from somewhere beyond the void…

I got up, grabbed Rusalka’s hand, and left the room.

“Oh, uh! Hey, where are you-!”

“Confession… No, confession… Where is the confessional?”

“Hey, hey, not that way, the chapel on the right… No, but there right now…!”

Rusalka hurriedly kicked in the door of the chapel, and what greeted me…

“Uh…f*ck…”

“It’s prayer time for prospective nuns…”

It was Rusalka who covered her eyes and forehead with her other hand, as if she didn’t want to see her now.

“Oh, it’s a saintess!”

“Saint! You haven’t come to church lately…”

“You idiot, haven’t you heard that from three months ago, you are praying for one hundred days in another place?”

“Huh!? One hundred days prayer? Since that was three months ago… Will you be back soon?”

It’s not a hundred days prayer, it’s a tulip prayer!

As the eyes of the prospective nuns, who seemed to be at least a hundred, were pierced from head to toe, the momentum that came in with a spurt shrunk to nothing.

It feels like a cold sweat forms on my forehead…!

“By the way, who is the person next to you? You look really good…!”

“Where are you from? No, that doesn’t mean that the clothes aren’t for nobles…”

“You fool, clothes are not important! Hangers are important…!”

“I… I’m glad I’m alive… You mean this is good for the eyes?”

“Goddess! I want to be that outfit in the future! Goddess! I want to be that outfit in the future! Goddess! I want to be that outfit from now on!”

“Rather than that, seeing the saintess holding her hand so tightly, by any chance…? Even the saintess is still… Kyaaak!”

“Keuuu, isn’t the saintess really crazy?”

After he whispered, he yelped! Oh my god! Oh my god! Looking at the nuns who started whispering, “Could it be forbidden love?”, My head went blank.

“Ugh… Follow me…!”

Rather, Rusalka, who grabbed me and led me now standing still, held his hand and led me to the confessional prepared on one side of the worship room.

“…But isn’t it okay, saintess, to date someone? No, we are also forbidden from meeting other male followers…”

“Go! Yes man! Are you saying you still don’t understand the saintess’ noble will!”

“Losing ‘love’ from ancient times means death…!”

“Sister Buntang was also dealt with, let’s keep going like this, saintess!”

“Go in, go in!”

For some reason, the red-faced Rusalka was being forced into the confessional room that wasn’t even fully open yet.

Ah! Finger! Finger! It’s still stuck in the door! Don’t touch me! Get your nails out!

“Going Saint! All of our prospective nuns (Co.) Are always cheering for the saintess!”

As soon as the door closes, the room on the other side also bangs! There was a noise and then a crash.

The soundproofing was so good that I could no longer hear the nuns’ strong cries of support that I had heard until now.

…And the alarms from foreign media, which were vaguely delivered through the alarm window and made my bones hurt just by looking at them, had no effect any longer.

Before that, I had a migraine headache just looking at it, as if I had a hangover, but now it doesn’t matter.

“It works as well…”

‘We’re not shameless enough to spit even the main dish at the host’s house, as well as outside participants.’

Confession is a place where you can repent and confess your sins to God, and then receive forgiveness.

What she thought was a place where only the god she believed in was allowed to visit was right.

As long as it was proven that the place was completely free of foreign media interference, I could talk to Rusalka.

“So, why did you go to the confessional? Have you committed any sins?”

“It’s not that I committed a crime, but I want proof and something I want to confirm.”

What Rusalka had said earlier remained in my head.

“Do you still remember? It was an oracle given to me when we first met at the exchange. That a lowly and foolish body can be forgiven of its sins if it accomplishes twelve tasks.”

“Oh? That? Don’t remember It’s like an oracle for the first time in years, but I can’t forget it.”

“Then, do you know what tasks I will receive after that?”

“No? You only know one thing yet? There are only twelve of them, but only one has been delivered to me…”

“You never told anyone about it, did you?”

“I only know that a strange oracle has come down from you, I have never told anyone about the task.”

It was really fortunate.

“…Then, if I can guess what the task is, then my future foreknowledge will be proven.”

“Is that how it works? No, do you really know? Is it the future? Aren’t you secretly being entrusted with me?”

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“Tell me at the same time what the task is. Just in case… it could be different.”

It’s fortunate if you don’t even receive a divine punishment, let alone receive an oracle.

“One…”

Take a deep breath and slowly reorganize your mind.

“Two…”

Breathe in and reminisce.

[That Low Foolish Body Lead Me , Crawling Chaos Nyarlathotep Unloading One Task If it achieves That From the bet Will win Would.]

Nyarlathotep seemed to have set up a list of bets on the fly at the time.

[Finish Good Crab＜ B＞ Remembered. Stakes, Contents.]

Nevertheless, the story of the bet is the same…

“Three.”

It must be that the goddess foresaw even that, or that there is something I don’t know about.

Ah… I didn’t want to write in a place like this…

If it became known that I was predicting the future, wouldn’t everyone tell me to take refuge in the church…!

Take a close look…! And no one…! Don’t tell me!

“Einheri subdues Lerne’s Hydra.”

“Einheri subdues Lerne’s Hydra.”

The words spoken were the same as Rusalka and Tossi.

At the same time, the other side breathed as if surprised! A snoring sound was heard.

“Heeep…!”

It was the same. Perfectly.

“No, why is this… You, how did you know! I haven’t told anyone!”

A bet that the foreign media immediately came up with, somehow Nemesis had made a bet long before that.

I don’t know how that’s possible, but it wasn’t a bad thing.

At least it’s a story that the goddess is not swayed by the will of foreign gods.

Rather, it must be more of a kind of leading the foreign media to my will.

I heard the sound coming from the other side of the confessional, so I followed it, and Rusalka with a shocked expression and trembling eyes was looking at me.

“You… You, what the hell are you?”

“What is it?”

He is the saint’s sister.

“Go back in. I have more to do.”

At the same time, the nuns waiting outside began screaming joy again.

“Kyaaak..! Come back in…! I have more to do!”

“No way, no way?”

“….Tag : glory hole”

No, what the hell is the last one! These crazy nuns.

I had to finish the work before the eyes of the prospective nuns could shine.

This time I pushed Rusalka into the confessional.

“First of all, there is one thing I need to know. I want to keep this a little secret. Predictions and oracles.”

They say it can’t be helped because they are already known, but the less you know, the better.

It was close to a handshake to reveal such facts in a situation where the person involved in the foreign press did not know who was targeting me.

It’s time to put into practice the adage of hiding 30% of your skills.

“Even if I don’t say that, I know that much… If I say it for nothing, it will only raise questions. So you’re saying that the real assassin came earlier…?”

I also organized my thoughts about Rusalka, who was in doubt.

For the time being, I’m going to hide the foreign press… Just like now, Rusalka just learned about the future because of her foreknowledge.

I don’t know if Yerica still remembered it, but it seemed like she didn’t remember anything when she noticed before.

Is it a side effect of hearing the voices of foreign media?

It is suspicious in many ways that a bet with a foreign press is like an oracle given by a goddess.

At the point of hearing the voices of foreign media in the first place, there is nothing to say even if they are accused of being cultists.

From the point of view of cultists who try to contact foreign media even through human sacrifice, I am probably a saint in that respect as well.

Truly a symbol of the great unity of religions…! It seems like if they were found out, they would be torn in half by both sides at once.

“Can you help me with the hydra instead?”

After all, I thought it would be impossible for me alone.

What is a hydra? A huge nine-headed snake that is said to have been dealt with by Hercules in mythology.

A snake with the worst poison that makes even the gods suffer, giving up eternal life and even facing death.

Hydra, the biggest venom holder in history that even blasphemes God!

Furthermore, isn’t there a setting that the severed head splits into two?

It was unreasonable to catch such a madman alone, who even lacked regeneration.

I’m not some kind of demigod Hercules.

Neither the oracle nor the bet said to catch it alone.

I wondered if it would be possible even if I borrowed that holy sword from Yan.

Even in the game, the hydra has an appearance that is not very different from that in mythology.

Whenever you cut your head, if you don’t press the QTE button that comes out for a very brief time, your health will recover, so it’s a symbol of immortality.

“Dara helped me… I don’t know how.”

However, the voice of the saintess on the other side of her was strong.

You mean you can’t help?

”I also received an oracle… I personally recognized it once, right? I didn’t ask others or anything like that, I hid my identity and searched for books, or I took a detour through various routes to find out about Hydra… It’s a little difficult.”

For what reason?

“That’s… I heard that Hydra has already been subjugated…?”

“Yes?”

No, what bullsh*t is this!

“In the past, the old place name is Lerne… So, in the current place name, there was a request for subjugation due to a hydra appearing on the shore of the lake in Hanford, Richland, and it was said that it was resolved in one day.”

So, the goddess and the foreign press made a bet, an oracle, to catch the hydra that has already been subjugated?

“Who subdues that… Ha…”

“When I looked into it separately, it was quite a famous case, right? The adventurer’s guild told me so. It was a legendary subjugation request committed by a promising rookie at the time. And that became the legend of the Adventurer’s Guild.”

And the saintess told her about the incident she had recognized.

“There is only one subjugator, and the subjugator…”

The target to subdue has disappeared, so what are you supposed to do…?

In case there is a small hint to the story that will follow, I carefully engrave the name that slowly flows out.

“Nagisingkungkotto, I heard he was an adventurer who discovered the Philosopher’s Stone?”

“Ah.”

It must have been.

This is a billion.

And the previous regressor is an asshole.