The hero of The Sword, Pigaro, has awakened.

''Ahehe!　.........Burubia?

　A scream goes up as he wakes up.
　That's probably true too. Because what he saw just before he lost consciousness was a scene that could only be called a nightmare.

　No, not even close to what he saw.
　He had experienced a nightmare. Crushed by his own infinitely bloated body, he was crushed by his own body, drained of his life force and withered and disappeared.

　That process could only be described as a nightmare.

''Huh...?　Then why am I...?

　Is he alive?

　Pigalo lowers his gaze and checks his own body.

'Alive...?　The original...?

　The limbs that should have been cut off by Dariel were back to normal.
　It was as if the tragedy had never happened.

'Was it really a dream...?

　Just when I was about to think that.........

'It's not a dream.'
Hee!

　Pigalo jumps up when he notices someone standing right next to him.
　He is wearing a cloak that is bright red in color, like fresh blood.

''Oh, you are........?　Are you.........?
You died on that street. You're going to be able to get the most out of the game, but you're not going to be defeated by the enemy, you're going to be pushed around by the power of the enemy. That's the end of a brave man's life.
''Wha........?''

　With that relentless abuse, Pigaro's memories, which had been cut off by brainwashing magic, come back to life.

　Pigaro looks around busily.
　The darkness is empty except for the black. This place was familiar, too.
　He had been brought here once before.

'Yes...!　You are...!

　The red cape that rescued Pigalo from the battle with the Four Heavenly Kings.

''It's you, isn't it!　You're the one who saved me again...!

　It's also the reason I put myself back together after I had become so runaway and bloated that I couldn't retain my original form.
　I also moved myself from the scene of battle to here.
　This red cloak could easily do it, couldn't it?

　Pigalo's entire body is filled with life.

　He was out of a tight spot.
　You can see the joy and relief on his face.

"You're the only one who served my purpose, after all.

　The red cape said.

'You're the one who did what I told you to do, ate a mountain of mithril and raised your aura levels above the limit. The other two have shifted their interest elsewhere after just one bite. The lousiness of brainwashing magic is that it only destroys the target's judgement and can't be completely controlled.
''Yes........yes!''

　Pigalo's expression became more and more radiant.
　He must have thought that this was why he was rescued by the Red Cloak.

　He was the only one who had lived up to expectations and achieved.
　He was the only one chosen to be rescued from his predicament.

"I am the chosen one!　He was better than the other two!　So you saved me!
Yeah, you're right, you are better than the other two people I picked up that day. Yes, you are indeed better than the other two I picked up that day.

　The red cape's tone of voice changed just a bit again.

'Bait toshite........'
What?

　It was a momentous occasion.

　The red cloak flipped up, revealing the figure inside.
　However, Pigaro could not make out the figure of someone who emerged from under the cloak.

　Because it was swallowed up before it could.

''Aaaaaaaaah!　Gwaaahhhh?!''
''Omaha, yoku matured.

　The humiliation and resentment of being defeated, and the brainwashing magic that fostered them, caused his mind to become more and more unbalanced and he became an outsider who only thought of justifying himself.

'Sono, ugly emotions are delicious,'

　Negative emotions, selfish, selfish and ugly emotions.
　Those emotions feed them as energy for the mind and increase their power.

　With the added bonus of an aura increased by mithril.

　The purpose of rescuing the three brave men and getting them to eat Mithril....
　It was to raise them into excellent food that was rich and nutritious.

''Aaaaaaahhhh!　Uheehee!''

　Pigalo is swallowed up, in what should be called a giant mouth.
　He was already swallowed by the red cloak up to his upper body, only jittering his outward legs.
　The lower half of his body, too, was dragged into the cloak, bit by bit.

　The red cloak, the tone of the voice changes again.

I'm sure you'll find that only one of the three of us grew up with this handsome handsome handsome, but I'd say that we've made enough profit on this handsome handsome.

　The tone is very different.

You're particularly jealous, arrogant, twisted and full of shit, and you're a handsome, arrogant, twisted, twisted, and full of shit.

　A large amount of red blood and clear saliva spilled out of the red cloak's abdomen as it swallowed the pigalo, probably from chewing.
　The only thing that was already out of the cloak was his toes.

　Pigalo himself had long since died out, and there wouldn't even be any original form left.

　Eventually, all of his body disappeared inside the cloak, and Pigalo vanished, leaving not a single piece of him truly out of this world.

　The smell of burp leaked out from the part of the red cloak that hit the abdomen of the red cloak.

''........It was a strange taste of Nakanaka.
But not enough. This guy alone isn't much of a feeder. It's too inefficient for three people to reach the standard with just one.
No quantity, no quality, no quality.
Yes, handsome handsome, meals are supposed to be fun ♡ The minimum requirement for a fun dinner is the quality of the food ♡ It has to be stinky, dirty and delicious like shit and vomit.
..........

　In the darkness, some one was having a conversation.
　The buzz was loud and it was definitely a conversation by two or more people.

'But it's true that this isn't enough. No one will deny that?'
..........
"Tashkani.
A handsome, handsome handsome man can enjoy a certain amount of the excitement of a dinner, and I'd like to devour it even more handsomely.
More than anything else.

　A chill is added to the atmosphere.

'We'll need more power to achieve our ultimate goal. That's why we need to eat more. More. Good food, with a heart as black and rotten as the scraps you ate today.
It's not very efficient to let them all mature one by one. Isn't there a better way to gobble up a large amount of food in a shorter period of time...?
♡♡ I'm going to eat even more than today♡ I'm so handsome and wet.

　Their purpose is to feed on the unclean minds that feed them.
　However, it is not enough just to be unclean. Poor, ordinary people, who can be found anywhere, are ultimately powerless and cannot feed on their own.

　The best thing to do was to have an adventurer or mage with a certain amount of power and a heart that had fallen into the darkness and was defiled.
　What he was able to gain from this attempt, though, was only one Pigalo after all.

'Walerach, mot mot mot strong kunalaneva, mot eating lawaneva.'

　The Red Cloak said.

If not, he can't reach us. Our ultimate goal is to kill him and be rid of him.

　The Red Cloak said.

'Yes, our enemy. "Yes, our enemy, we must defeat him no matter what happens. I will cut you in two and leave not a single piece of you alive...!

　The red cape said.

'Mmmmmm ♡ I can't wait to sip that bastard's brains.

　The Red Cloak said.

''The ... demon king.''

　The red cape said.

''I have to eat more unholy souls to defeat the Demon King...!''

　Many of them let their hatred for the Demon King, their resentment, seep into their voices.

　Only..........
　There was one thing that was greatly puzzling.

　So many people were having a conversation with each other.

　In this darkness, there was only one person wearing a red cloak.
　Only one person.