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Chapter 487 Die Twice

This is not a very big room. There is only a wardrobe and a bed in the empty room.

The bed was not a simple sheet on straw, but a mattress with cotton lining, of good quality, like the kind used by nobles.

However, the mattress seems to focus more on functionality, with a plain appearance and no decoration.

A man was sitting on the mattress.

He was already past middle age, and the effects of overeating had left him with an obese and flabby body.

His facial features were barely average to begin with, and the addition of loose fat made his appearance detract greatly. No matter who you are, you will think that this man looks like a pig.

Pigs are originally smart, cute and clean animals, but the pig here is referred to as an insult to someone who is dull, of low character and dirty.

His name is Stefan the Black Commissioner and his position is Inspector of the Kingdom.

At this moment, he raised his fist and struck down, and immediately heard the sound of hitting flesh, and a look of joy appeared on his slack face. The feeling of the flesh being flattened was transmitted to his hands, and at the same time, it brought him a pleasure that made his whole body shiver.

The woman's face was covered with bruises and spots, her nose was crooked, and the blood that flowed out had dried and stuck to her skin. Her lips and eyelids were also swollen, and her originally regular facial features were all deformed and swollen.

Although there were bruises on his body, they were not as serious as those on his face.

The sheets around him were covered with discolored bloodstains. His hands, which had been raised desperately to protect his face just now, now lay powerlessly on the bed, and his hair was scattered on the sheets, like rippling in water.

"What's wrong? Are you exhausted already, huh?"

The woman didn't look like she was conscious.

He swung his fist and punched down. With a bang, his fist hit the bone under the cheek flesh, causing his hand to hurt and his expression to twist.

"Tsk, that hurts!"

He punched the woman again in anger.

With a bang, the bed creaked, and the woman's skin, which was swollen like a ball, cracked. Her fist was stained with blood, and the sticky red blood splattered on the sheets, leaving dark red stains.

The woman whimpered and stopped struggling even though she was being beaten, her body barely reacting.

Being beaten like this would kill a person. However, the woman was still alive not because the man showed mercy, but because the mattress dispersed the force of the impact. If it was a hard bed, she would have died long ago.

The man dared to be so cruel not because he knew that the mattress would have this effect, but because even if the woman died, it was none of his business and he could just pay some money to get rid of it.

In fact, he had beaten several women to death in this store.

The man licked his lower lip.

This place is perfect for satisfying special fetishes. Ordinary brothels would never allow customers to do this. No, maybe they could, but he didn't know that much. After all, all the brothels have been eradicated.

How nice it was when we had slaves.

Slaves were property, and those who used them roughly were likely to be despised, just as those who spent their money profligately were looked down upon.

However, for a person like him with a special fetish, slaves are the only way to easily satisfy his desires. Without this means, he can only come here to vent. If he hadn't known about this store, I really don't know what would happen to him.

He would surely be unable to bear it and commit a crime, and be arrested. He was truly grateful to the noble who introduced this shop to him.

In contrast, a flame slowly rose from deep within his abdomen. It was anger, an emotion he had towards the woman who had caused him to lose his slave, his outlet for venting his anger.

"——that woman!"

He was so angry that his whole body was shaking and his eyes were bloodshot. The face of the crushed woman overlapped with the face of the royal family he was supposed to serve - the princess. He concentrated the irritation rising in his body into his fists and beat the woman.

With a bang, fresh red liquid flew out again.

"If I could beat that face till it's bloody, I don't know how great it would be!"

He struck again and again, so absorbed in his own world that he did not hear the door open behind him.

"Who is the inspector talking about?"

"Need I ask? Of course it's that bitch Princess...?!"

He heard a question in his ear and answered it subconsciously, but then he realized that there was a third person in the private room that was supposed to be for only two people!
The inspector looked towards the door in a hurry, and a priest appeared in his field of vision. The face of a man who was so familiar that he could not be more familiar and who must not be provoked appeared there.

It was Lin who was carrying out the rescue mission.

“Lin…Lin Lin Lin…Master Lin?!”

"Good evening, Inspector Black Commissioner. Oh, you are in such a good mood."

Lin walked into the room casually, and seeing the extremely natural action, the inspector was speechless.

Why is the leader of the Axis Cult, the popular man in front of the princess, and the second son of the Rebun family here? Why did he come into this room?

The incomprehensible loss of composure made his pig brain go blank, and he blurted out: "Master Lin, are you also a customer?"

"How can it be."

He didn't know if it was an illusion, but the inspector sensed a chill in Lin's words. Only then did he realize that the other party was indeed not in the same camp as him.

"You seem to like the beating department?"

“Eh? No, no…”

The strange atmosphere made the stupid man stand up quickly and try to get his clothes, but Lin was faster than him. There was a snapping sound in the inspector's ears, and his vision was severely shaken. He was a beat late, and his right cheek began to heat up, and a hot pain spread.

Got beaten? Got beaten myself?
This is something that even a stupid pig's head can understand after being beaten.

But it was not over yet. While he was lost in thought, he was hit on the face several times again. The inspector, who had only beaten others and never been beaten himself, was in so much pain that tears welled up in his eyes.

“S-Stop…!”

He raised his hands to cover his face and stepped back, his cheeks aching as if they were burned.

He likes to use violence, but the target of his beating is always the weak one. He would never dare to use force on someone like Lin who is higher than him in both status and strength. So he knelt down and begged for mercy without saying anything.

"I, I was wrong, Lord Lin! Please forgive me! I, I... I sincerely submit to Her Royal Highness the Princess!"

"I don't think anyone who insults Her Royal Highness behind her back is truly submitting."

Lin smiled.

Although he was laughing, the dim light reflected in the room cast a shadow on Lin's face, causing the inspector to tremble in fear. Sure enough, he was heard!

He gritted his teeth and mustered up his courage to say, "Lord Lin, I am the inspector of the kingdom. If you need my help, Your Highness the Princess..."

"unnecessary."

There was indifference in Lin's eyes.

The benefits brought by the surrender of the Kingdom Inspector are far less than the disadvantages of using the name of Her Royal Highness the Princess to do evil, and the kingdom does not need such trash.

Perhaps sensing his inner cowardice, Lin lost interest and shifted his gaze to look at the woman.

Of course, the inspector noticed it, too. He quickly fled back to the bed, holding the woman's neck tightly with both hands, and trying to make a ferocious expression on his fat cheeks.

"Lord Lin, I know you came here to save people like her, but if I kill her here, I'm sure even the gods will blame you!"

“…Oh?”

Lin watched everything he did and exclaimed in admiration: "I thought you were an idiot, but I didn't expect you to think of this. After begging for mercy was ineffective, did you choose to threaten with hostages? A cornered dog will jump over the wall? A rabbit will bite... No, it's more appropriate to describe you as a pig. Well, I have to say I underestimated you."

"It was you, Lord Lin, who was careless."

He considered this Lin's appreciation, so he showed a smug smile, but mixed with the panic that had not yet faded, he looked funny and ridiculous.

Lin pointed at the woman whose throat was being strangled and said, "I say, that person is already breathing in and out, is it necessary to save her when she is not far from death?"

"Please rest assured, she is still alive, thanks to this cotton mattress. Hehehe, and Lord Lin, there is no need to change the subject. For a priest, it is the most basic of basics not to stand by and watch someone die. So, just let me go..."

"You can just kill her."

“——Huh?”

The interrupted man sounded as surprised as a pig, seemingly not understanding the meaning.

"Look, I've seen this old trick of threatening someone's life so many times. Can't you come up with something new? Besides, she and I have nothing to do with each other. What does it matter if a burden like this lives or dies?"

"how come……"

The Axis believers were an extremely xenophobic bunch. Although they were very enthusiastic about recruiting people to join the church, they didn't care about anyone who wasn't from the church. Even the believers were like this, so the leader must be the same.

"Of course, this is not the key reason."

"……what?"

"I'm saying, it doesn't matter even if you kill her, you can just revive her later, right?"

"What are you talking about..."

The matter-of-fact remarks made the inspector think that the priest in front of him was crazy.

It's not some idiotic consoling words that make people laugh, such as "She will return to the goddess' arms" or "She just went to the kingdom of God to serve the goddess first", but a more natural and unbelievable madness in the ordinary.

He remembered!
The Axis believers always preach that even if one dies, one can be resurrected. It turns out that this stupid talk is not just a charlatan's words to make the believers gather their faith and die obediently, but a real ability to resurrect. How can there be magic that can resurrect people?!
The inspector's throat went dry.

No, there is no chance anymore.

...Wait, there is another way.

Because of his obesity and swollen cheeks from being beaten, his already small eyes became even narrower. As he looked at Lin, there was a hint of red and fierceness in his eyes.

"Could it be that you want to attack me?"

"After all, Lord Lin is not going to let me go no matter what. In that case, let's change the method. I can still escape by killing you."

"Hehe, they say that life-or-death situations can increase one's IQ. It seems to be true."

Lin was like a cat catching a mouse, and would play with it for a while before eating it. He allowed the inspector to resist with the attitude of an absolutely strong man.

Looking at the fierce pig.

"So, you want to kill me? How? I don't think you can do it."

"I don't think there's anything that can be done, but have you forgotten where this place is?"

He wanted to call all the people in the brothel and teach the person in front of him a severe lesson, making him suffer pain and fear.

The inspector, who had broken through the class fear, was secretly complaining while shaking his beer belly up and down, fearing that his actions, which seemed cautious in his eyes but looked like idiocy in Lin's eyes, would be interrupted.

Rush out of the room.

"Someone come! Is there anyone here?"

He shouted loudly.

As long as I shout, someone should come to see it, and then if I alarm those people... hehehe——

He turned around with a triumphant smile on his face.

“Lord Lin, it’s true that you are stronger than me, but you certainly don’t know that there is a six-armed warrior here! Even if you are a second-class faith magic chanter, you will never be able to defeat a six-armed warrior comparable to the kingdom’s warrior captain!”

However, his hopes were dashed.

The corridor was completely silent, as if there was no one there. The triumphant smile on his face gradually froze, and the strange atmosphere made him scared.

There are several doors on both sides, so it is natural that no one opens the door. After all, in order to cater to the guests' special hobbies, perfect soundproofing equipment is needed.

However, it is impossible that even the employees did not hear it.

When the people in the store took him to the room they had just been in, he saw several employees. Each of them was a strong man with a sturdy physique. Lin was no match for them at all.

"Why is no one coming?"

"Because they are all dead."

Lin's calm voice answered his shout, and then sighed: "Oh, I told others to kill as few people as possible when I broke in. Although I wanted to restrain myself, but... I'm sorry, I accidentally killed them all. By the way, seven people like you were all purified by me and sent to see the goddess."

The look of compassion and mercy on the gods and humans, this is not a priest at all, but a demon! A terrifying demon!

"You too, Your Excellency the Inspector."

"Ah, ah..."

"I originally planned to spare your life. After all, there are too many things to ask, and even if I want to kill you, there are more suitable people, such as the woman just now. Wouldn't it be better to let her do it? - That's what I thought. But I couldn't suppress the anger in my heart, so I thought of a good idea."

"me……"

"Wouldn't it be nice to just revive you? Although it's a bit of a waste to use this magic on you, it's suitable to calm my anger."

Like a pig about to be slaughtered, it realizes its own danger and tries to escape in panic out of fear. However, just as it is about to move, it finds it difficult to breathe, as if something is strangling its neck.

"This, this is..."

His fat fingers were able to touch it, something cool and very thin, and in the reflection of the light he quickly realized what it was.

It's silk thread!
He tried desperately to tear it open, but his fingers were too fat and covered in greasy sweat from the activity, so he could only touch but not open the slippery silk thread.

“Please forgive me…”

"No."

Lin's fingers slowly retracted, and the silk thread around his neck also tightened.

The man's pig head gradually became engorged with blood, breathing became difficult, and his body gradually lost strength.

"——Go and die twice."

As Lin finished his words, the inspector's hand fell weakly on his fat belly, and he stopped breathing completely.

(End of this chapter)