The Time Stop Breeding Uncle Wants To Retire

44 – Comprachicos (7)

Although I’ve seen something very, very ominous before.

I first focused on the problem in front of me. The Dwarven Principality’s request was still there. I didn’t even have the slightest intention of just getting over it.

But if there was something unexpected. Rather, it called us back. According to the guy’s expression, he politely invited me onto the stage or something.

I read the letter in my hand. The paper had a strange texture. It was written in red letters. You could tell just by looking at it that it was written in blood.

“You’re doing some trivial tricks.”

“That’s right. It’s written in human skin and blood…”

“…”

“But you’re not the leader who’s going to fall for this level of provocation, right?”

Because of Cluna talking casually next to me, I almost missed the letter I was holding in my hand. Was this made of human skin? Of course, the texture was odd.

I was so shocked that I couldn’t say anything for a moment. I hope you don’t casually tell me such a huge fact in the first place. because i have a weak heart

Instead of screaming, I let out a deep sigh and threw the thing made of human skin onto the desk. It left a bit of a tingling feeling on my hands. I thought it was because of my mood and ignored it.

“A letter came from the scum I dealt with before.”

“If it’s a letter… can’t it?”

“They’re openly provoking us.”

“Ruby is right. It is also very determined and provocative.”

There were so many rhetoric in the letter that it was difficult to read it properly. Excluding all of them, if you summarize the core, it is about killing the hostages if you don’t come up on the stage I prepared.

It’s not just one or two hostages. It wasn’t the ruined village he had been to before, he was holding an entire village hostage. If you don’t come, I’ll kill everyone here.

“Looks like they’re holding a different village hostage than the one I went to before.”

“Whether you like it or not, it’s my homeland. Besides, it means that I can never tolerate my fellow countrymen.”

“I don’t like dwarves, but I have no intention of letting innocent people die.”

Ruby and Clara reacted first. Ruby was furious at what her compatriots had been through. Maybe it’s because Clara and Ruby have built up a bond. He was equally sympathetic to Ruby’s wrath.

“Well, before that, buy it first, what the other person is asking for…”

“Is it that figuring out is the priority? That’s right, Bayard.”

“Go, thank you! Captain!”

“I can explain from here.”

Round table of equality. Unlike the bright apricot in the past, now everyone sits in the same place equally and expresses their opinions. It was Yuren who opened his mouth this time.

“Do you know what the clown is up to?”

“Of course. It’s a disgraceful fact… but some of the members, including me, were captured alive.”

“I know that.”

“I’m sorry…”

“… Captain Yuren?”

For a moment, I thought I might have heard the wrong voice. It was more like a moan. Yuren’s face turned red. Her black eyes were fixed on me.

“Yes, yes. It was a very humiliating moment. But to think that the captain knew about it… How does this feel…”

“Commander Yuren, I want you to focus now.”

“I-I’m sorry. It was a mistake. We were captured, but in fact, the other members except me were only breathing. In fact, it was no different from a living corpse.”

I focused on Director Yuren’s story. The demons captured the surviving Royal Knights. The important thing here is that the clown took it to prepare for the stage.

“My members, who were like corpses, had their limbs cut off and turned into bizarre figures. If their faces weren’t intact, even I wouldn’t have recognized them.”

“You intentionally left your face there. So that your colleagues can recognize you and react to you.”

“He’s a piece of trash!”

“Unfortunately, I couldn’t stay sane at that time. The laughter around me didn’t stop. The children, laughing at me. But it was absolutely normal laughter…”

“It’s probably hypnosis or the power of mind control.”

I raised my hand to cut off Yuren’s story. She cradled herself in her arms, her voice shaking with fear. It must be the worst experience ever.

Even though his comrades are turning into grotesque monsters in front of his eyes. Feeling helpless and angry at not being able to do anything. Comprachicos took advantage of that to hypnotize him.

Originally, dragons are also a race of benevolence. At the same time, it is also the strongest race on the continent. According to the setting, it is the only one that can fight head-on with the true ancestors, who are demons higher than blood ancestors.

“That guy has the power to manipulate the mind. Of course, if the mental power is as strong as that of Yu-Ren, you can’t control it.

“…I am ashamed of my own powerlessness.”

“That’s done. In the end, the only thing I can do for the dead is revenge.”

“How to wash blood with blood.”

“I agree with the captain and Cluna!”

“Then let’s go and rescue the villagers!!”

At the words of Cluna and I, everyone rose with a burning will to fight. Except for Helya and me. That time when everyone tilted their heads at the unexpected reaction. Helia asked.

“What do you plan to do, teacher?”

I replied coldly, arms crossed.

“We don’t go up on stage.”

A cold silence fell over the round table.

* * *

Let’s prepare the stage again.

A stage where everyone can laugh happily.

This time, I put more effort into preparing the actors. By asking him, he was endowed with even stronger power. If you simply look at the specs, the actors are already close to bloodlines.

Besides, it’s not particularly artistic aesthetics like the last time. It made them look very similar to what they looked like when they were alive. They have to come up eventually. Because they are virtuous knights!

Because there is absolutely no way we can just watch the powerless innocents being sacrificed! great, noble! However, what they encounter on stage is a former colleague!

In order to protect it, you have to fight your former comrades.

Will they choose the innocent?

Or will you choose to save a former colleague?

Either way, it’s a self-evident fact that it will be a great stage. Of course it has to be a hit! Of course, the safety of the audience must be taken care of before that. Yes, it certainly was.

That is, until fireworks fell from the sky.

The dragon’s hot breath burned everything in an instant. The stage that it prepared hard for, and the audience. All at once turned to ashes and disappeared. It stood blankly.

I prepared hard.

I prepared a stage where the audience could laugh.

It turned to ashes overnight.

Unable to bear the fact, it eventually let out a scream. And someone walked towards it. The sound of clanking armor. He wears a steel sword at his waist.

With his helmet off, his short black hair swayed. He was wearing an eyepatch over one eye. He put a sneer on his lips and mocked it.

“The moment you get on stage, we can’t beat you. No matter how it ends, you’ll be satisfied. Even if you die.”

“……Ha ha ha. That’s funny. That’s not much different now.”

“Isn’t that different?”

“In the end, you were neither a noble hero nor anything. For the sake of victory, for the instant satisfaction of giving me despair. You even burned all the hostages.”

it loves humans I love human-made literature and tragedy. And now, on this spot, the tragedy is complete. A person who sacrifices a cow in the name of greatness.

It’s funny. It’s pitiful.

purple. Is that your proud hero?

To see such a person being praised as a hero is a tragedy that is beyond ridiculous!

After all, that’s it. A noble hero who sacrifices himself for everyone!

It wasn’t there from the beginning.

satisfied with it Even if I had to die here, I would have sacrificed myself to create a perfect tragedy. So, I am willing to die. However, he tilted his head.

“I have no idea what that means.”

“Are you even lying now? It’s ugly. So that makes me even more happy.”

“When did I say I abandoned hostages?”

“……yes?”

“I have never abandoned anyone.”

“That, it can’t be. We can’t save everyone in that short amount of time…!”

He crossed his arms and stared at it. It’s like if you don’t believe me, check it out for yourself. Like a lie, it moved. It’s an absurd lie. It’s not possible.

Its power is to create a stage. Props, actors, and even the audience on the stage they made. All can be controlled by one’s own power. that was his strength.

So, that. So I could understand Comprachicos. The fact that all the actors of the execution ceremony prepared as a highlight have disappeared. Comprachicos muttered blankly.

“How on earth? Unless time was stopped, I couldn’t have saved it at all…?!”

“An obvious setting that can be read even by mere spectators.”

Each word becomes a dagger and stabs.

“Even that, the stage he prepared was all reduced to ashes.”

He speaks coldly and approaches step by step.

“Even, you couldn’t protect the audience who loved your stage.”

Soon, his steps stopped.

“You are truly a third-rate playwright!”

With that one word, Comprachisco lost his temper.