"Uh... oh... kill me... please, kill me, yes, yes, yes."

　Somebody's voice rings around in the dark.
　But no one listens to the request of the person who utters the voice, and on the contrary, the more the person screams, the more red blood flows through the body's stung tubes.
　He doesn't seem to die, though he's already been bleeding enough to die.
　The reason is a jewel embedded in the man's forehead.
　...if Lemria had been here, she would have certainly been surprised.
　Because it was a jewel containing magic that only the family of Lemuria should now have.
　It wasn't just a gem, either. It could be called white, pure white, indicating that containment was restorative magic.
　The effect of the recovery magic enabled a person to survive with a tube inserted all over his body, not to die of blood loss even if he was bleeding a lot.
　However, if you do such a wild thing, it's impossible that you'll get away with it for nothing if you're using recovery magic.
　In fact, this person will never die because of the incarnation of a jewel containing the magic of recovery, but will always suffer severe pain... and that's why he continues to experience such severe pain that he can die at any time.
　In the first place, magic jewels lose their effectiveness once they are used.
　That's the quality of the gem, and it can be broken.
　Nevertheless, the jewels buried in this man's forehead are used in such a way as to use little by little, really little, rather than all the restoration magic contained in them all at once.
　Naturally, it wasn't done by the jeweler himself, it was done by the man's hands and feet tied with chains and stuck.
　severe pain after severe pain
　He was the one who screamed without getting used to the pain... suddenly the cry that had been leaking from his mouth subsided.

"... Ah..."

　He had no idea what had happened, and all he could say was a stupid voice.
　It's no wonder that this kind of thing could have happened, since all the pain I've had so far disappeared in an instant.
　Still, after a few minutes, I could remember why I was like that...
　Originally, he could have felt a strong anger at the person he had deceived and brought to this place, but the pain he had felt so far had completely drained him of his energy.
　Now I just want to immerse myself in this unexpected moment of peace.
　It's no use thinking like that.
　If I had a little more energy, I wouldn't be surprised if I could do something about it from my present situation... but for someone who has been through pain for a long time, I can't afford to think about it.
　It would be easier if I went mad, but the magic of recovering the jewels embedded in my forehead wouldn't allow me to do so.
　Even now, the restorative magic contained in the jewel was slowly but continuing to be invoked, gradually returning the person to normal.

「……」

　There is no pain, and the person today has no choice but to think and hang on to a peaceful moment.
　The moment of peace ends abruptly.
　Suddenly, the only door in this room leading to the outside was opened.
　It's not like someone came in slowly... but rather violently, forcefully, in a way that doesn't matter if it breaks down.

"Are you safe, little boy?"

　The person in the room slowly looks up at the screams of the person who entered through the wildly open door.
　If possible, please don't disturb this peaceful moment.
　with that feeling
　But such a person... Geiska's thoughts are broken again by the voice of the person who came into the room.

"Baby, stand up. It's me, Deotress. Boy!"
"Deo... To... Less?"

　The name leaks from the mouth of the Geiska.
　It is the name of the person who is Geiska's trusted subordinate.
　The moment he mentioned the person's name, Geiska's energy rose to a strange degree.
　Even though only a few seconds ago it was a living dead man.

"Oh, yes. When I came back from the party, I found out that there was no boy in sight."
"But... and... all right? How long?"

　After being confined to this room, Geiska continued to suffer so much pain that she could not even feel the time.
　So I don't know when... how long has it been since I came to this house, and I'm completely paralyzed.

"Well, let's get out of here at any rate, and there's no problem at this moment, but if we stay here, the people of this mansion may come together."

　get out of here
　As soon as Geiska hears it, she feels not only energy but also energy coming back to her body.
　I have pain. I have pain, but... I decided that I should leave this house early and get my father to protect me.
　It's safe to say that today's Geiska is in a situation where the mind surpasses the body.
　It was Deotres, his confidante, who was supposed to die without anyone knowing him.
　I'll do my best to get out of here and give the right reward to those who imitate me like this.
　It's no wonder that Gaiska could have thought of such a thing. ... No, given Gaiska's personality, it was only natural.
　I manage to get up with my feet full of vengeance.
　As he watches, Deotles unlocks the chain that holds Geiska's body with a key and pulls out a tube that extends from her body.
　At that time, Geiska looked slightly uncomfortable, but he probably decided that pulling out the tubes stuck all over his body was the priority.

"And to get out of here... what shall we do?"

　The tone in which Deotres asks is far from powerful.
　However, he was able to act on his own initiative, unlike the time when he had given himself up to the momentary comfort of the other day.

"First of all, let's get out of here as soon as we can. We have talented people in this house, and if they attack us, I can't defend the boy by myself."
"...Okay. Don't think you'll get away with it for nothing. I'll make you regret it."

　muttered Geiska, borrowing Deotles's shoulder, leaving the room.
　This room is in the basement of Celestan's house.
　That's why there was a staircase in front of me, and as I went up, I reached the hallway on the ground floor.

"I have heard, Deotle, that there are many traps in this house, but are there no traps?"
"What? Ah... I've lifted it, so there's no problem. Otherwise, I couldn't get there."
"I see,"

　Geiska readily agrees with Deotles' words, but Deotles is essentially a thief, everything, and a warrior.
　I didn't wonder about it because Geiska trusted Deotre so much, or because Geiska was mentally tired from acts that amounted to torture.
　At any rate, Geiska makes her way to the front door, not in the least suspicious of it.
　Celestan's house is not so large as a mansion.
　Apart from being in the slums, it's really just an ordinary house. ... It's not clear whether it's an ordinary house with a trap in it.
　Geiska doesn't find it unusual, but only thinks about escaping the house... and eventually arrives in front of the door leading outside.
　As long as the house itself is not so large, the distance there is naturally short.
　It was a very helpful event for Geiska, who was extremely exhausted both physically and mentally.
　Then Deotles opened the door leading outside...

"Oh, where are you going?"

　Just ahead of the door is the butler of this house, smiling and asking.
　The butler's face naturally remembers Geiska.
　On the contrary, it could be said that he was one of the symbols of fear.
　Until recently I had intended to make everyone in this house regret that they were alive, but... the moment I saw the butler's face, Gaisca's thoughts were overwhelmed with fear.
　Nevertheless,
　The reason he didn't immediately make a fuss at the butler's face was probably because he was not alone here, but also Deotres.
　Deotres would beat this butler.Even if you don't win, you'd be better off taking yourself out of here.
　Thinking so, Geiska tried to look at Deotre, who was lending his shoulder to him...

"What?"

　A slight shock causes Gaiska to fall to the floor with a stupid cry.
　The least salvation is that Gaiska was still in the building and didn't have to fall on the cold winter ground.
　The physically and mentally exhausted Geiska rolls as it is, because of the unexpected impact, without being able to pretend to hold hands when he falls on the floor.
　Then, lying on the floor, I thought Deotle would reach out to help me, so I turned my eyes to him.

「……」

　What I got back was not a hand to help me, but a cold stare.
　That's the kind of look you'll see if it's garbage or something on the side of the road.

"What... I mean,"

　Geiska's words barely come out are full of anger.
　That's why you, as a subordinate of your confidant, behave like this.
　Deotres, with such glances, ignores Geiska's gaze and speaks to the butler.

"For the time being, this garbage has regained some energy, and I'm sure it'll have more despair and hatred than you've requested."

　The words that Deotres uttered were more than enough to tell Geiska what she was in.

"Why? Why... Why do you imitate me like this? Do you have a grudge against me?"
"There must be. Do you think there isn't?"

　the words of Geiska and the words of Deotles
　But there was undoubtedly hatred in the words.
　But Geiska speaks, unaware of the hatred.
　Perhaps it was because he knew that if he kept silent, he would be taken back to the cellar.

"Why! You did something important for me! But why are you doing this?"
"... an important business? Well, to be honest with you, he danced much more conveniently than I thought. That's enough to make me dance."

　Deotre's manner and tone of voice, until a little while ago... has no comfort or familiarity with Geiska when she was calling him a boy.
　That's what you keep talking about without trying to hide the hatred that's inside.

"The reason I have been dealing with such a stupid incompetence is because I was wondering how I could give you the most despair."
"Why, why do you imitate me like that?"

　Geiska's words echoed what he shouted almost seconds ago.
　But as long as you don't understand why Geiska himself was treated this way, it was only natural to ask Deotres why.
　Deotres breathes in a moment of astonishment at Gaiska's words... the next moment he screams out his anger.

"Who do you think will be faithful to you, Lucia's enemy?"

　Luca. I can't remember Geiska even if you say so.
　However, since it was an enemy, I could have guessed that I had killed him or had done something about him.
　...it was probably not worth remembering for Gaisca that he had slashed as a trial of the famous swords and swords he had acquired by chance.
　That's also the only daughter, a forgotten reflection of Deotle's beloved wife.
　Adventurer Deotres used his hand to create a fake career, infiltrated the Marquis of Seysore and waited for a chance to avenge.
　That's what it is to inflict decisive destruction on Geiska.
　That's how the long‐awaited opportunity has come.

"When they touched me, I thought that heaven had not let me go. ... So Geiska... ...No, boy. I'm going to have him die after suffering to the very end, but do his best."

　With a smile worthy of a vengeance, Deotles reached for Gaiska to be brought back into the cellar.