A narrow victory. The finishing move was “wring and crush.”
It was a fierce battle. I thought I was going to lose. I could have escaped using Godspeed, but I fought fair and square, gripping Priscilla’s large breasts from behind until I was satisfied.
In the end, the entire White Lily Corps gathered, and I managed to stop the one-sided lynching of the surviving Dark Elves with words and Godspeed, and we decided to discuss future actions.
“A complete massacre.”
That was Priscilla.
“Slice them vertically with lasers.”
That was Sophia.
“I want to mangle them into a pulp.”
That was Alana.
“The blood of Dark Elves is a rare commodity, you see.”
That was definitely Rufina.
“I bought the latest torture devices in the Imperial Capital, and I want to use them~”
This is wasteful, Orietta.
“…………”
Indeed.
Once everyone had shared their opinions, I opened my mouth. The secret plan to overturn this overwhelmingly disadvantageous situation… I couldn’t think of anything.
“First, Rufina, search this Dark Elf for memories. I want to know why we are being targeted. And Orietta, tell us what you know about slaves.”
“Afterward, we kill them.”
“Not yet! You heard from Christine, I’m sure, but I’ve always known the importance of information. I intend to ask these people to be spies.”
“And after that, torture~”
“We are not! Everyone, do you know about effective utilization of talent? If you’re good with a sword, become a swordsman; if you’re good with magic, become a mage. For those who can assassinate like them, they can become spies, can’t they?”
“What kind of torture devices did you buy?”
Listen to me, I’m explaining! This isn’t going to work. If I had more time, I could have come up with better ideas… Did I spend too much time on the “gripping”?
“An Iron Maiden, a Spanish Horse, and… a rare thing called Choya Kiki~”
I know what a Spanish Horse is. It exists in this world too. I don’t know about the Iron Maiden, and “Choya Kiki” sounds like a cute name. I have no idea what it is.
I hate to interrupt while you’re all excited about torture devices, but first, let’s buy some time by retrieving memories. They won’t be able to say no to that.
“Everyone, let’s postpone the talk about torture. Rufina, read this Dark Elf’s memories. I want to know their objective and why they targeted me.”
“All of them? If there are six, it won’t be over quickly.”
I agree that extracting memories from six people would be difficult, but in situations like this, the leader is always a man. Since I don’t know how much information the surviving Dark Elves have, I have to get memories from all of them. I’ll need a place for this.
“You don’t need five people for memories if it’s just memories.”
The sound of blades clashing echoed. Priscilla’s Buster Sword was about to reach the Dark Elf’s neck when I blocked it with my Black Sword.
She truly is merciless. Well, I know what she’s doing, so I can stop it with Godspeed, but she decided to make it look like I barely managed to stop her by pretending I was contemplating stopping midway to fondle her breasts.
“Priscilla, they might not all have the same memories. It’s not too late to investigate first.”
Priscilla clicked her tongue and sheathed her sword. I mentally shouted at her, “Don’t click your tongue at the Captain!” and sheathed my sword. Instantly, another blow.
This time, a roundhouse kick was directed at the Dark Elf. I couldn’t stop this one. I would have to use my body to block a kick, but I don’t have the confidence to stop a kick that sent me flying five meters earlier.
“Let’s go to Marquis Rutland’s estate. We can do whatever we want there.”
“So, we’re not going to kill them here, but in Marquis Rutland’s basement?”
“There’s enough space there for the torture devices. And it’s easier to collect the blood.”
Let’s move away from the killing already. You keep saying “kill” so much that the less I hear it, the more I feel like letting them go if I can just get the reason.
“For now, let’s shove the Dark Elves into the carriage. We’re going to Marquis Rutland’s estate. Does anyone have magic that can knock them out?”
“I can do that. After knocking them out, are we slicing them vertically?”
We are not! Please, move away from the killing. They all really want to kill them, don’t they?
“Understood! If our wishes are not granted, you can do as you please. You can kill them or torture them freely. Until then, please restrain yourselves.”
Everyone looks displeased. You might think I’m doing this on my own, but this is important for the White Lily Corps too. I have to work hard on my guard duty, or I might be the one killed before the Dark Elves.
We divided the numbers. Since it was a training exercise, I made a double service promise to Priscilla, Sophia, and Alana, and they returned, while Christine, Rufina, and Orietta came with me.
There was still time before we reached Marquis Rutland’s estate, so I asked Orietta if she could use slaves as spies. She seemed to have some leads. She said she wouldn’t know until she tried, so I’ll count on Rufina’s memory retrieval first.
Marquis Rutland was home, and when I greeted him, I tried to fondle Christine’s breasts, but he blew out my heart and made it difficult to ask for a favor.
“If you let me fondle your breasts once, I’ll consider it.”
At those words, Rufina and Rossa began arguing with Marquis Rutland. We ignored them and put the carriage in the barn.
I don’t know who won, but he understood our situation and said, “Rossa’s breasts will suffice.” The second round of their father-child argument began… I can’t deal with this anymore.
“Who won? Will the Marquis cooperate?”
Rufina declared she won, and Marquis Rutland agreed to cooperate without any reward, so I was relieved. The original objective was to have them allow Undead into our training, but Rufina also handled that matter, so everything is okay.
To get involved in such troublesome things just by stepping out of the training grounds for a bit. Am I in my unlucky year? Should I count my age from when I was resurrected and then consider my unlucky year?
The matter with the Undead is settled, and they’ve agreed to let us use the location. Normally, I’d want to go see Manon and report on the Lizardman subjugation while looking at her cleavage, but I’m also concerned about the Dark Elves.
They’re six beautiful sisters, you know. Absolute subordinates. Is there anyone who wouldn’t be interested? Of course, the information targeting me is the highest priority… but they’re six beautiful sisters!
“Captain. May I interrupt while you’re drooling?”
*Drip, drip.* I need to be careful, I never know who’s watching.
“It’s alright. Have you found something out already?”
“I’ve found out the reason they targeted the Captain.”
Oh, so fast with the work. Rufina is a bit unusual, but she’s also excellent and cute, which I like.
“They were targeting the Captain’s Black Sword. That Black Sword is a tribal treasure. they targeted it to get it back.”
This sword was a freebie I got from Manon as part of an inventory clearance. Alana even chose it because it looked cool. I only found out later that it was a Magic Sword, and Manon didn’t say anything about it.
A tribal treasure. I understand wanting it back, but shooting arrows at us immediately or trying to kill us with sheer numbers… are people in this world bad at discussion?
But what should I do… I was thinking of returning this Black Sword to Manon, or perhaps buying it from her. Since Manon didn’t know it was a Magic Sword and thought it was just old stock, it wouldn’t cost much to buy it, and even if I returned it, Orietta could make me a superior sword.
If I return it, will Manon be targeted next? Would the Dark Elves dare to pick a fight with Hasuhanto?
…Yes, they probably would. They’d probably kill indiscriminately. If the person holding it is targeted, maybe I shouldn’t hold it?
I should return it. If it’s a tribal treasure, it’s best for the tribe to cherish it. To me, it’s just a Magic Sword that cuts well.
