Chapter 85 The Primordial Sea of the Womb, Before the Destruction of the World...
Vasher felt incredibly lucky.
How lucky! Kares, who had been cracking down on the Les Industries, was actually kidnapped by a kind person.
How lucky I am! The Rose Society, which has always been my enemy, has actually been brought under the control of that young girl.
Hahahaha! As long as we kill this only young heir, plunging this massive organization into internal strife and power struggles...
Vinier, Vinier, nothing in this world can stop us from being together again!
"Underwater? You mean, someone saw that boy named En take Dad underwater? Uncle Marcellor?"
So when the young mistress cast a suspicious glance at him, Vasher gave her a loving smile.
"It's true, my little Navia."
"Right here on the beach, those vicious bandits held a gun to your father's head and forced him to do it."
"Step by step, we are heading towards the deep sea."
Little Navia's eyes flickered, whether from doubt or worry, it was hard to tell.
"In that case, Miss, let me go down and investigate..."
"No need, Myles, you're nowhere near as good a swimmer as I am."
The girl, who did not have the Eye of God, put on her diving helmet first.
“If that guy finds you, I’ll definitely have to save two people instead of one.”
"Then at least bring a few young guys with you!"
“I’m afraid of alerting them,” Marcel lamented from the side. “Underwater strongholds are usually full of traps and mechanisms. Rather than having too many people getting in the way, it’s better to choose the best and most secure.”
"Do you really insist on going down and seeing for yourself, Miss..."
"Don't worry, Myles, I may be young, but I'm quite strong."
The old housekeeper still disagreed, but Navia had made up her mind. She put the waterproof pistol into her bosom, turned around and smiled at Vashj.
"Besides, Uncle Marcel is very powerful. Many young people from Grey River can't beat him. He'll definitely protect me if I'm in danger, right?"
"Haha, so you were there when I was teaching those kids a lesson..."
As a former adventurer, Vashe, who overcame countless dangers to find the Sea of the Womb, naturally possessed remarkable martial arts skills.
He just never intended to use it for good.
"Of course, little Navia, you're the child I watched grow up. If I don't protect you, who will I protect?"
First, bring Navia to my little camp. I don't need much; she's small, a little bit of fetal water will be enough. After cleaning her up, cry to the Rose Society that she was also kidnapped by that bandit... Ha, she'll be gone without a trace. Even if that kind person is caught and tries to explain, it will only be seen as a sophistry to get away with it.
"Alright, alright, Miles, stop looking. Even though you're really anxious, just pet the cat with the broken tail at your feet."
Vasher nodded with great satisfaction and casually made a joke about the future victim's family.
"I reckon Navia and I will be out of the water before you can straighten its tangled fur!"
“.
The cat twitched its ears, as if it had truly understood, and licked the fur on its paws.
Everything that followed went quite smoothly.
"Goodbye, Myles, goodbye, great gentleman, wait for me to come back!"
He deliberately triggered the mechanism and knocked Navia unconscious.
"Uncle Marcellus, run!"
They successfully led the other party into the research lab.
"Child, I didn't want this to happen either."
Before dipping her beautiful blonde hair into the shallow pool, Vacher sighed, "Who told your father to push me so hard, Vinnie..."
[I didn't want it to be like this either.]
The mixed-race child silently mimicked what the other children said.
Mainkun hooked one claw around Navia's collar, while simultaneously grabbing his hair with his other hand and pressing him back into the water of the womb.
[Why did you have to mess with the person I'd rubbed against?]
"Whoa—glug!?"
Numerous bubbles gurgled out of the human's hair, mouth, and cheeks. Mainkuhn watched for a while and felt as if he were pressing a frog into boiling water.
"Waaah!"
The way it struggles with its limbs is also similar.
[Mr. Frog, when you see the silvery-gray fuzz on her gloves, you know she's someone protected by a cat.]
*
The pond was shallow, just enough to cover the face without touching the hands behind the head.
"Who, who's there!"
Vasher desperately tried to lift his head, bracing himself with his hands and kicking against the wall, pushing and shoving forward, trying to break free from the restraints on the back of his head, but he couldn't. Damn it! It felt like a hundred-pound weight was pressing down on his head!
"Mo...gei...wu!"
He wanted to beg for mercy, but as soon as he opened his mouth, seawater was poured into his mouth, and the people behind him remained silent, like a silent, deaf-mute killer.
"Gurgle, Wei..."
Viner! I'm going to die!
Vasher began to despair.
I've finally gotten the chance to conduct my research freely—no, no! I still have so many experiments to do, so many young girls I want to dissolve!
"..."
As if hearing his wails, the hand pressing on the back of his head suddenly loosened slightly.
"!"
Vasher immediately looked up, took a deep breath, and his mind was filled with the joy of escaping death:
"Who are you? Who sent you? I'll pay double! Waaaaah!"
Before he could finish speaking, and before he could even see the murderer's face, he was immediately pushed back into the water.
"Gurgle!" Why!
[Giving a glimmer of hope, only to shatter it, will only deepen despair.]
Mainkuhn pressed down on Vascher's head and nodded thoughtfully.
[Indeed, negative emotions are like blood in flesh; you can always squeeze some out.]
It seems to be more than just despair.
After repeating this ten times, the despair faded, and the anger intensified.
After being repeated fifty times, the anger faded and turned into hatred.
After a hundred times, even the hatred faded.
"Please, please... stop torturing me..."
Vasher began to beg for mercy:
"I'll give you anything you want... I'll answer any question you ask..."
But the cat didn't want anything; it just wanted more negative emotions to save its brother and its brother's city.
Coincidentally, there was someone else in my possession.
Is there any better coincidence in the world?
So Mainkuhn took pity on him, grabbed Vacher by the hair, shook off his face covered in snot and tears, and then pushed him back into the water of the womb.
Please, just hang in there a little longer.
[After all, finding someone I can hurt without feeling anything is becoming increasingly difficult for me.]
"Waaah—"
Both the seawater from the placenta and tears are salty, and it hurts when you breathe them into your lungs.
"I'm going to die! I'm going to die!"
When he surfaced again, Vasher burst into tears, vomiting up water from his stomach. His neck stiffened as he cried and berated the prisoners behind him:
"Don't you have any conscience? How could you bear to torture someone as weak as me, someone who couldn't fight back? You devil! Cough!"
[Wow, he still has the energy to swear! That's amazing!]
Mainkuhn was overjoyed, as if he had found a treasure, and pushed him into the water even more aggressively.
[My God, if it weren't so inhumane, I'd want to drown him 1,800 times a day!]
"Waaaah! You're a madman! A pervert!"
Vasher couldn't understand why the prisoners were becoming even more agitated.
He also failed to realize that many of the words he used when cursing Mainkuhn were repeated.
They all rang out in this stronghold, coming from the mouths of many girls of similar age.
*
Several hours, thousands of punishments.
“…”
Water was poured into his mouth and nose, then the mysterious prisoner grabbed his head and shook it, causing it to pour out of his mouth and nose.
Vasher no longer had the strength to cough; he just stared blankly as people grabbed him.
“.
The prisoner seemed very dissatisfied and used a very sharp object to prick his scalp, provoking him to struggle.
But Vasher didn't care.
Because his scalp had long been numb from being scratched.
Verne...
Soaked to the bone, Vashj stared at the surface of the pool, the small pool where he had dissolved countless young girls.
If you still love me, and you still remember everything I did for you...
Please help me, save me, and stop this evil criminal's atrocities...
"Smack."
Mainkuen released Vasher.
[If it keeps flooding like this, I might have to kill someone again.]
[If possible, it's better to break the law as little as possible.]
This is the half-demon's benevolence and yearning for order.
But Vasher doesn't think so.
"Veneer, I knew it, I knew you'd been watching over me all along!"
He mustered a bit more strength from his body and turned back to look at the prisoner's face with wild joy.
The skinny little devil with strangely colored hair was covered up completely by a cloth of unknown origin, which also covered the lower half of his face.
"It's you! I was just talking nonsense, and I actually got it right!?"
[？]
Mainkuhn didn't understand why he had suddenly become so agitated, but he was glad that he had become active again.
[Since that's the case, let's continue. I need lots and lots of negative emotions...]
"As long as you and Navia disappear together..."
[I don't want to touch anyone, it's too scary.]
Mainkuhn pressed his ears down and carefully approached the inexplicably frenzied Vasher:
[...Could you bend down and let me grab your hair? I'm afraid I'll squeeze you too hard and kill you.]
"Then no one will be able to discover what I've done!"
Washe laughed wildly, then bent down and scooped up a handful of seawater, which he then hurled at the half-demon.
"Go to hell, hahaha!"
"?"
Mainkun quickly extended its claws, scooped up all the water droplets thrown at it, and disdainfully threw them back into the shallow pool.
[The seawater tastes too salty, stay away from me...]
[alright. ]
He lowered his head dejectedly, his eyes showing an even greater reluctance than Vasher's.
Let's continue generating negative emotions...
Vasher's exclamation interrupted his preoccupation with production plans.
"Why didn't your hand dissolve!?"
[...dissolve?]
These two words have been appearing so frequently lately that the half-demon instinctively looked up.
"Could it be... could it be?!"
Mainkun watched in bewilderment as Vascher's face changed color, twisting and contorting in a ferocious grimace:
"You're not from Fontaineble either!"
[A Fontainebleau resident.]
With the Fontaine people and the melting combination, even the slow-witted Mainkun couldn't help but overthink.
He glanced at the shallow pool water and suddenly remembered a problem he had noticed but quickly overlooked.
Why would this guy named Marcellus use so little water to drown Navia?
Wouldn't it be faster to just cut the wetsuit directly?
Could it be...?
The half-demon, his hands trembling, plucked a golden hair from the seemingly unconscious girl.
The hair dissolved upon contact with water, vanishing without a trace.
[...]
Mainkun heard Vacher run away from the pool to the cabinet, and heard the sound of bullets being chambered.
But he no longer had the energy to think about it.
Mainkun stared intently at the blond hair remaining in his fingertip.
It was as if I were witnessing the heavenly fire and sulfur before the world's destruction.
[It's really true.]
[Everything Fucarus said is true.]
Bang--!
"Go to hell!"
Vasher shot him.
Mainkuhn does not deny that, although he was tormented by the prophecy, he also saw many hopeless salvations in Frynn.
But before the gunshot, every death row inmate harbored a glimmer of hope.
If it just happened to be a blank shot, the gunpowder was damp, or it was all a prank, or even just a dream...
But the bullet had already torn through the air behind his head, and Mainkuhn was too terrified to move.
"Bang--!"
But a louder, faster, and more powerful gunshot drowned out the previous one.
Thud! After the massive impact, Mainkun stared blankly as two damaged bullets flew out from behind his head and embedded themselves in the floor.
"You rascal! Why are you not clever when you should be, and not honest when you should be?"
Little Navia held her tiny gun, glaring angrily at the victim and perpetrator before her.
"If you die, where will I find Dad?!"
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