Candlelight illuminated the space isolated from the ground.
[Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!]
The sound of flesh being ripped and bones being shattered echoes from the distant halls along with the female elf’s decisive screams.
The man, who had just been watching the scene up close, finally lost his patience and vomited on the spot.
A robed man next to him calls out.
[So that’s the third ‘elf’ today. Can’t keep up with the elves these days. …… Hey, you okay?]
A terrible stench pierced his nose, and the man vomited again.
He says in a voice that sounds like it is being squeezed out of him after he has blubbered all the contents of his stomach.
[…… I can’t do it anymore. I can’t do it anymore..…]
[I know how you feel, but you have to be patient.]
[In my dreams. I keep seeing them. I keep seeing a lump of flesh, elves, and they keep complaining to me. ……]
[You’re used to seeing dead bodies. Do you know how many of the imperial army was reduced to pieces of meat during the war against Zenan?]
[It’s war, it’s inevitable. …… I had to let it go. But this…]
The man saying this with tears in the corners of his eyes looked flabbergasted and raised his head.
Before he knew it, there was a robed figure with a deep hood over his eyes. He is holding a vial of red liquid in his hand.
[Elf. Is there another elf yet? Elf. Elf.]
He said in an eerie voice that sounded as if it were a mixture of male and female voices.
[Lord Ghislain. This is the third one already, isn’t it? If we try any more, there is a possibility that you are not able to withstand them.]
[What is it? I can’t stand it. What is unbearable?]
[No, n, it would interfere with the manufacture of the last drops. ……]
[Hindrances. To the production of drops. No problem. Keep working.]
He didn’t even know the gender of the person in the robe. He just knows that he calls himself “Ghislain”.
He said that he was from the kingdom of Chiaro De Luna, that magic kingdom.
Other than that, the men there were not informed of any information.
[Ghislain-sama, I can’t stand it any longer! Oh, how could you do such a cruel thing!]
[Elf. Elf. The extermination of elves. Who wanted that?]
They were the end of a group of anti-Elfists who had been secretly gathering inside the imperial army.
There are not a few who hold that ideology, not only here in the Mildianna Army, but also in military units in various parts of the country.
It has been 100 years since the alliance between the Elberian Empire and the Kingdom of Tsefte Aria was formed. Even now, there is no end to those who discriminate against elves.
For them, who did not approve of the many preferential treatments of elves, including the ban on the enslavement of elves, the death of the general who had been the commander-in-chief of Mildiana in the recent war with the Xenan Dragon Kingdom, and the appointment of the half-elf Ludio Lambert as his successor, was not a situation that they could accept.
They must eliminate that half-elf at all costs.
In addition, it would be even more gratifying if the elves in the empire could be exterminated. The more they can exterminate the elves in the empire, the more they will be happy.
Although this man who spoke out in weakness also had such an ideology.
[But ……]
[A prison. The elf in that jail. The next one.]
Ghislain pointed to one of the prisons on either side of the corridor.
Among them was an elf boy, not much older than him. He was leaning against the wall, shaking and crying, calling for his mother.
[Help me …… mama …… mamaaaa!
Seeing this, the man shakes his head, no longer having anything to spit out.
The skull and brain plasma splatter from the ceiling to the floor and onto the face of the stunned man watching.
[Hee!]
[Can you do it? Can you?]
The man who had managed to maintain his composure at the unbelievable event that took place in front of his eyes says in a panic, [I’ve never seen anything like this.]
[I can do it! I can do it. I’ll bring it to you now.]
The man brought a boy bound in chains.
He was a typical pure-blood elf with thin lines and long ears. He was still young, maybe around 10 years old in appearance. He seemed to understand exactly what had happened here and was extremely frightened.
He walked on, almost tripping over the spot many times, but finally, he slumped down as if he had lost his back. The man pulled the chain to hurry him along, but the elf boy shook his head frantically, tears streaming down his face as he pleaded.
[No, no, please …… help me, I’ll do anything ……!]
The boy pleads. The man looked at him with a slight expression of confusion. Perhaps he still had a little bit of remorse in his conscience.
But a voice in the pit of his stomach urges him on.
[Here’s a drop. Take it. Quickly. Quickly.]
[He is still a child. …… can’t we leave him?.]
[Children or adults, it doesn’t material on the material. Hurry up.]
The man asked it with a pained look on his face and silently dragged the boy away.
[No, no, no, stop! No, no, no, no, no, no!]
The boy’s resistance was too helpless. He was slowly dragged away until he came to a hall where he was released from his chains. The boy desperately tried to crawl away, but he was easily caught.
Why didn’t he try to escape, even if it meant running? The answer was simple. The tendons in both of his legs were deeply severed. Although not severed, he was already in no condition to walk properly.
The elf boy continued to resist, but in such a state, he was no match for the power of a grown man and was pushed into the magic circle. His body was stained with the blood and guts of the elves.
[I need help ……, help ….…]
In front of him was a mass of green flesh.
It is nearly five meters long and emits a terrible stench, and it shudders and trembles.
The green body surface trembled, and a huge single eye, as large as an adult’s head, opened from its center.
Immediately after, the jaws opened. Blood and guts stuck to the myriad of sharp, random teeth.
The mouth of the boy was instantly approaching – and the elf boy’s decisive voice echoed through the vast underground halls.
[……!!!!]
Once again, seeing the scene up close, the man could not help but feel a chill.
It seems that no matter how much they hated the elves, they did not have the abnormalities to allow such a child to be killed so savagely.
Soon, red drops drip from the monster’s huge eyes in front of the trembling man.
Ghislain kept the drops in a vial.
[I can’t face the goddess. A drop. Not enough drops.]
The sorcerer muttering to himself seemed more than madness.
[Oh, Goddess …… my dear Goddess …… to the true path. Guide me. Guide me. ……]
The robe-clad magician looked at the vials and continued to address someone who was not there with his murky eyes.