Saikyou Mahoushi no Inton Keikaku

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The girl found the light through her eyelids in the midst of a muddy, sinking swoop. When I woke up, my lid, which was supposed to lift naturally, was slightly heavy and wouldn't open as if it had stuck.

A slight light leaks and finally opens my eyes.

My brain was gradually activated by the chickens and the intense light in my eyes. Focused, just bright white walls obstructing the tip of my gaze.

"Are you finally awake?"

The girl turns her consciousness to words that slap the tympanic membrane, make her feel heavy and tired. I slept on my back. However, the face cannot be fixed or moved, and there is a foreign object in the mouth like a mouthpiece, which does not allow anything other than breathing.

"Is consciousness solid? You remember what you did."

Nod according to a voice that makes you feel magnificent that there is no cloudiness of consciousness or lack of memory.

The girl instantly checked her situation even though she only understood that she must still be on the bed in the meantime. I try to move my body back and forth, but I'm not even scared from the tip of my finger to the tip of my foot.

The girl saw a thick restraint that slightly reflected her gaze down to the limit.

"Noir Varis Wood. He's definitely the only daughter of the Wood family, right?

That's my name.

It was enough not to come in pins until you told me. It is nothing more than an identification signal for her to distinguish the individual from the name. Even so, only the word Wood family oddly lingers on.

That naturally means she has parents, too. That's all there is to it, but for no reason it hurts in the back of my chest.

Noir nodded, staring only at the white ceiling as he gave up.

In addition to the restraints that cover and conceal the entire body on the bed, the body of the noir is secured to the bed. Right beside him is stretching into restraint to see where the infusion is stabbing.

But Noir didn't pin his own doubts on the status quo that was happening. If you go back to the newest memory, you're in a lot of pain that's going to make you smile.

The battle with Ars, which was a sweet time, was also felt somewhere far away.

I guess he got up. The man walks toward the cuttlefish and noir. Covered giants fall into the sight of the noir and cast a shadow.

That was the person she let go.

"It's gonna be hard to talk to you like that."

That being said, a gothic hand comes down, and something like a board that had its head fixed is removed. Then a cleverly extended finger enters the mouth and takes the threaded mouthpiece.

"Visaist Socurento......"

Not responding to it, the visaist returned to his original place and sat down in his chair.

Now he could even bend his neck, but Noir didn't move with his eyes on the ceiling. I just couldn't tell if I was powerless.

"Honestly, I'm surprised you were alive with that wound."

Only his eyes were directed at the visaist with a slightly inclined face, receiving a faint laugh.

"Sturdy is all that matters... well..."

"The Honourable Molwald..."

Out of the way of what the visaist said, Noir inquired with potpourri and emotion.

As I expected somewhere, the visaist clogged his voice for a moment. She is dependent on Morocco. That was the anxiety.

"You slept two days. I have the treatment stopped at a stage where I am sorry but my life is not otherwise. It just gets worse if you try to force it to rumble. Don't worry, I promise I'll get you back to work as soon as you answer all these questions."

"I don't mind either of those things...... more than that, Your Excellency, just like me?

"Ah......"

"Yes, of. They found out."

"Molwald threw up everything in the next room"

Yes, home searches were being enforced by Bellick at the time of Molwald's total mobilization of private soldiers to embark on the murder of Ars.

As a result, illegal drugs were being manufactured underground. Other than that, evidence of touching the law was found one after the other.

Naturally, the torture room that was in the hidden room has also been found. Blood stains to the point of companionship reminded me of a long period of time. The stinging blood stains were black discolored like they had been applied over and over again.

That alone would be a reason to catch Molwald.

Except for the extreme.

"I'm sorry I woke up so soon, but there's one thing I need to tell you first"

"If your Excellency has told you everything, I will answer anything."

I looked at the ceiling with blurred and vain eyes and only my mouth moved spookily. It was a mechanical operation that didn't make me feel alive, but it was the visaist who bought this role and got out.

Of course there were implicit promises to Ars.

"Eight years ago, Molwald was likely involved in the Wood family's accident. Sometimes eight years ago, we haven't discovered conclusive evidence about this, but Molwald threw up."

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The visaist went on to pick no words against the noir staring at the ceiling without changing his expression.

The Wood family gets the title, albeit small. And the Lord belonged to the army, and served as an aide to Morwald.

Even the military has no idea how this happened, but the couple were attacked by thugs on their way home from a get-together between nobles, and the two were murdered in the form of shelter for their wives.

When I finished talking the whole way about this case. Noir muttered only one word in a chilling voice.

"So?"

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My parents could have been killed. Even if that was by Molwald, she never had anything projected into consciousness.

They should burn themselves with burning hatred. That's normal and normal.

But the noir in front of me didn't even change his expression and didn't shake his mind at all.

The visaist looks at her, listens...... gently closes his eyes. At the same time that anger springs up that I don't know who it is against, there's a mixture of pity that makes it cold.

Once the visaist exhaled to calm his mind.

"I'm still sick. Let's get this far today. You should get some more sleep, too, and the interview should go on from morning to night tomorrow."

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"And the device on your neck senses magic. If you try to escape, you'll be injected with nerve anesthesia."

Noir only replied "I know" without even checking the black collar on his neck.

The visaist who entered the authentication code looks back at the same time as the door slides.

"Yes, I almost forgot. It's a message from Ars." Come and get my neck whenever you want. "

With his back turned, he unleashed words that did not expect a response, and the visaist dived the door.

The door tightens and the chattering locking noise rings. All the lights in the room went out and in the dark the noir was still fixing its point of view to the ceiling.

Close your eyes, prevent even breathing sounds, and sharpen your nerves to vibrating and footsteps that are slightly felt throughout your body.

Noir grinned quietly in a situation where he didn't even know if the place was underground. The joint is then removed when it is confirmed that there is no surveillance camera or the like indoors.

- Sweet. He said it's restraint to this extent. Huh, I suffer from understanding why you didn't kill me. Apply carefully until healed.

"Nh!?

I just twisted my body and my flank felt painful, chewing my lips. The pain was still returning.

Slowly exhales a caged breath of heat with a trembling throat.

The feeling of gullibility and bone rubbing beyond the limit of motion spreads through the body. A magic knife carefully formed by magic was made from the tip of the finger and cut into the restraint.

The eyes turn to the neck and slide the magic knife when you make sure the collar doesn't respond. To this extent, it's the amount of magic that's leaking out of everyone's body. As expected, you probably won't react unless it's also the amount of magic you need to build into magic.

When you exit the restraint as you crawl out, walk along the wall to the door in an unconstrained foothold. The thin patient clothes were front-facing from left to right.

And when I hit the panel where I enter the authentication code, I open my eyes that were closed.

I'm getting used to even looking thin.

Noir, who was watching the visaist's finger move, moves his finger in exactly the same way while holding his flank.

The lock comes off and the door slides. Even the passage was dark stained, but only peek into the face to see if anyone was there.

- No one.

He walked out along the wall to the next room without any doubt. Step by step, move your feet as you bite the pain to death. Every time I knock on the door of my memory as if something were going to knock on my brain.

- I don't have any parents. I haven't been there since the beginning. I have always been alone.

My head starts complaining of pain. One thing comes back after another that you don't have to think about. Noir shook his head to shake it off. My brain was already going to get messed up.

Don't think about anything extra. As always, let no one intrude into your thoughts as you have lived before.

"Hurry up, we need to get His Excellency out of here..."

When I get right next door, I still get the same panel.

I tried the same authentication code first, whether I should destroy it forcefully or rescue it.

The lamp telling him it was locked switched to blue indicating unlocking, and Noir stroked his chest down.

There is no plan. Only helping Morocco, as imprinted, precedes it.

Peek inside the dark room. The darkness was panning to rest. When you make sure that your familiar eyes make little difference to where you were, you shift your gaze over the bed placed in the corner.

The exuberance of having people has not led to restraints like noir. On the contrary, the duvet hung as if she were normally asleep.

"Your Excellency?"

The person sleeping in an inquiry that seems to have been forced to twist does not respond.

I approached the bed greetingly and peered into the familiar silhouette's face. And I gently put my hands along my cheeks to make sure.

"Aha...... my lord -"

Noir's face, peering so close that his nose tip touched him, was ugly and distorted. Nature and overflowing grin are never appeasements to what was alive.

Noir didn't even think about it. I can't help but laugh at the fact that there is Molwald in this room.

Towards the black silhouette, he rode across the bed. sink giddy.

The gaze of snuggling stares at the black face as if it wasn't in focus.

I came here to rescue you... should be. But the moment I forgot, something made a noise in the noir and collapsed.

"You killed my mom and dad? My lord. Oh, you did something wrong, my lord."

Gishigi and Noir weigh up and down and squeal as the bed screams.

"It's nothing, I don't even remember Mom and Dad's face, so I don't care about that. It's just... Your Excellency who did something wrong needs sanctions as always, right? Yikes, that's what your Excellency taught me."

Leave it to the momentum of bouncing up and down. Noir waves high with his hands together. And I shook it down to my face.

Over and over again......

Something like liquid splashed, but Noir ignored it and continued.

Noir continued to wave his arm for an hour, not in view of the life or death of Molwald, who was only to be beaten in silence.

"Cahhhhhhhh!!!

The pitch stopped and I stood up slowly. Magic flows and magic is expressed.

I couldn't even be aware of the noir nowadays with a tickling pain running around my neck.

A thin mist with an instant sickle points the cut at the heart. I don't use AWR in combination. Maybe the degree of retention is weak, but only the Great Sickle made me feel like an entity mass.

"Bye, my lord."

Tears like tears wet my cheeks and fall from my potatoes and jaw tips.

And the Great Sickle was sucked into the heart without any precipitation. However, shortly after the cutting tip was slightly stabbed, the Great Sickle fogged away as if nothing had happened.

At the same time, the noir faded and fell as if the thread had been cut.

Your eyelashes will not dry wet with tears for a while. I can't stop crying even if I lose my mind.