Of course I know that.

　The man assured him unequivocally.

'Are you in this city now?'
Yeah, I'm here. It was about a week ago, I think. A girl of about ten years old came here by herself. I thought I had a pretty good product, so I immediately tried to capture her and take her to my base in the city.
What... what?
Well, don't be angry but don't worry, he'll be fine. You will be.
What do you mean?
He got away with it in the middle.

　And he hasn't passed through this door once since then.
　That means he's still somewhere in this city.

I need this key.
'I'm telling you,'　They're not going to let you into the city.
'Hmm, looks like we're going to have to use force to get them to listen to us, huh?
Ha, you can try if you can.

　The man snorts and sneers.

'We live in a world where violence is an everyday occurrence. Not a single one of your balls is going to make a sound at the slightest bit of torture.






　Five minutes later, the man was begging me with tears streaming down his face.

'Open........!　I'll open it!　So stop this already.........!

　There isn't a single scar on your body.
　That's because I used my white magic to heal them.

"As I thought, the white magic is very useful. I can hurt him without worrying about killing him, and I can do the same thing over and over again.

　Humans, when the pain goes beyond a certain point, they become numb and don't feel pain anymore.
　But thanks to the white magic method, it can give you fresh pain every time.
　And no matter how much the wounds heal, the damage to the spirit will not heal.


Shit....

　With the shivering men's minions in his wake, he let the door open.
　In doing so, they did not use a key.

　If you ask me, there is no key to this lock.
　That's why you need to use your skill to get in and out.

　And as I was about to enter, it occurred to me that

'Yes. If Mira tries to leave the city, will you hold her back somehow?

　All of them were shaking their heads buzzing and shaking their heads.






　Just as I had expected, the inside of the city was terrible.

　First, the smell.
　This was due to the garbage scattered everywhere.
　No, not just trash, but vomit and what looks like filth, making the streets dirty.

　There were dirty men drinking and screaming in the daytime, and a man with completely irritated eyes, perhaps on drugs, screaming about something.
　In the distance, you can hear intense shouting and screaming, as if hostile organizations are fighting each other.

　In a slightly open area, dangerous drugs and weapons were being bought and sold in an imposing manner.

''It's a terrible city,''

　It's not a good place for a girl to be.
　We have to find Mira as soon as possible.

　But the vast underground space is just like a dungeon.
　The structure was complex from the start to prevent escape, but the complexity of the prison must have been increased in the process of remodeling it into a residence.
　Moreover, since the additions and alterations are made in a disorderly fashion, there is no unified intention.

Is this one locked up too?

　There were doors all over the city, many of which were locked.
　This was probably set up to prevent prisoners from escaping when it was a prison.
　There are also many doors that block the way to go, and thanks to this, the area to search is greatly reduced.

　We'll just have to catch the people in the area and have them open the locks from one side to the other.
　I should have brought that man with me.



　Remembering the time when the man gutted the lock, I was inspired to give it a try.
　Luckily, a wire that had fallen nearby was wide, and I inserted it into the keyhole of the door in front of me.

'Like this?'　Isn't it? Like this?　It won't open. ... how's that for you?

　I tried many things, but I couldn't get it to work.
　But after a while of trial and error, it clicks.

"It's open.

　It's a surprisingly easy thing to do, isn't it?

　Now, we'll see what happens next--

What the f*ck?

　The moment I opened the door, I was greeted with a horrendous shout.
　It was a small room with a latticed window, which was probably originally a cell, with an unobstructed view at the end, with only a toilet bowl on the floor.
　A sharp-eyed man with a bare ass crouched over the toilet, and it seemed that this was his residence.

　It seems that this is his residence.
　And he had just been doing his business.

'Excuse me,'

　I quietly closed the door.
　I guess this was an outlier.

　I quickly moved on to the next door.





　After that, I kept looking for Mira as I opened the door, the city door.
　Occasionally I'd get into trouble with the residents beyond the door, but it was resolved through discussion (physics).

'Hey, you!　You're the one who's been trolling our territory for a while now!
Have some balls, man!

　Suddenly, a group of about twenty people come around me with a shout.

You don't look familiar, do you?　What group are you new to?
Who are you with?
Hey, you're a stray, mate.

　It seems that people who do not belong to any organization are called strays.

We are the largest organization in this hierarchy, the Abyss Devils. We are the Abyss Devils, the largest organization in this hierarchy.
I'll be d*mned if I didn't know. The guys who broke in here don't mind me saying so, but I'm gonna make them pay for it.

　What do I mean by this hierarchy?

　I'm not sure, but if it's a large organization, there's probably a lot of information on it.
　Let's ask them where Mira is.