Chapter 65: The overqualified rookie, part 7
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Translator: Denryuu; Editor: Ryunakama
「If my memory serves me well, Lord Darton, I believe you took part in the war. Do you remember the time an entire battalion was massacred in a single night?」
「W-Why are you bringing that up now!?」
「This adventurer, Candy… her real name is Candice Meinrad. You’re looking at the person behind the slaughter.」
「What… even…」
As this conversation took place, Dee ensured that none of the knights were left standing.
「How naive… Roland-sama even advised you to leave.」
Propping himself up, Darton pointed an accusatory finger at me.
「Do you know what it means to lay a hand on me, guild employee? It’s a declaration of war on the Darton family! Do you have any idea what you’ve done!?」
「I do. I will let the king know of this, of course.」
「H-His… his Majesty!? There’s no way he’ll listen to a person like you… right…?」
A wave of uncertainty overcoming him, his high and mighty attitude had all but disappeared.
Dee walked over to us. Although she was smiling, her eyes looked as if they had frozen over.
「I don’t expect anyone to know about me, but did you just look down on Roland-sama’s profession? The work he pours all his heart and soul into day by day…?」
「Chill, I’m already used to it.」
「And he’s so tolerant, too. It’s amazing just how much stronger than me he is.」
「Huh…!? This fella…!? Stronger than a vampire? No, no way… not in a million years…」
Dee kicked Darton onto the floor and stabbed downwards with her pike, intentionally missing him by only a whisker.
「H-Heck…」
「What shall we do with this guy?」
「S-Stop…! Please, have mercy…」
Not only was he crying, but he had also wet his pants.
「What a pitiful sight. Absolutely deplorable.」
「Hold it, Dee. There’s something I want to teach him.」
「W-What is it!? Teach me… teach me anything…!」
He clung onto my leg as if some heavenly apparition had appeared before him.
「I appreciate your cooperation, Lord Darton. I already have a place in mind… shall we make our way there?」
「A… a place…? Where…!?」
Dee chuckled.
「Ara-ara, now that’s a plan. Even the teaching… instruments have been prepared.」
「Wait… no, please, anywhere but there…! Teach!? Please… don’t… please stop!」
Grabbing a fistful of his hair, I looked straight into his tear-and-mucus-stained face.
「Yes… we’ll teach you what you already know best.」
It didn’t seem physically possible for more colour to drain from his face, and yet, it did.
I rolled his sleeve up while Dee hummed to herself at one side.
「Noooooooo! This cannot be…!」
Think about what you did, Darton.
You kidnapped numerous innocent adventurers and villagers indiscriminately, tortured them for fun and murdered them in cold blood simply because you could. On top of that, you tried to make Dee shoulder the blame for your heinous crimes.
You have taken away the ‘normalcy’ of many people’s lives, and I won’t stand for it.
「Anywhere but that house! Don’t bring me underground! Please…! Anywhere on earth but that wretched abattoir! I’ll do anything! I’ll give you money! Power! Whatever you want…!」
Ignoring his pleas, we dragged him to his beloved torture chamber. I have tortured people on multiple occasions before, but I have never understood how someone can derive even a modicum of joy from doing so.
「Ufufufu, this is gonna be good」, sighed Dee as she looked longingly at the oxidised blood-stained torture instruments.
「This can’t be the end… somebody! Anybody! Help me…」
「Did you listen to your victims when they said the same thing? I doubt it.」
Dripping with snot and drenched in his own urine, Darton was a sight to behold. Grabbing his hair again, I looked straight into his eyes and displayed my pure, unfiltered killing intent.
「Think of your mother, Darton. Think of just how proud she’ll be of you. You’ll have quite some time to think, as the sweet release of death is still a long way away.」
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