Celia said. It seems that anyone with a keen eye can notice that I am "something" wearing a girl's skin. No, this body, including the skin, is purely the body of a young girl, but even so, it's definitely a special product. I don't think it's a good thing to talk about on the same level as the girls around the street.
"But even so, she looks like a girl." I somehow understand that black hair and eyes are rare here, but even so, other than that, there are almost no other external features... Ah, come to think of it, is there something suspicious about the eyes? "As Celia said." She doesn't know much about it herself.
What does she mean? Some people may notice it even at first glance. However, it is really difficult to find out what it really is. No matter how many eyes I have, the best I can think of is "a girl with a strange atmosphere" or "an eerie girl", and people who can think of the power I have and the name of the Primordial Witch shouldn't do that.
"Under the premise of this, how unnatural this woman is."
She said, "From the first moment I saw her...you were so distraught."
Even if I say that, the woman in the prison just trembles and she doesn't reply. Or rather, it feels like it's not possible. It can't be helped because her teeth don't seem to match, but what is this panic?
As soon as I exchanged her gaze, her eyes widened and she panicked. And after jumping the guys next to her she's completely deranged. …I can understand her situational fear, but it's hard to imagine that this is just because of what's happening to her.
"Look at these fingers"
Just a little. I moved my magic to the extent that it didn't even create a magical wind -- I understood that this was a very difficult task for me -- and lit her fingertips. Even in the dungeon where only the minimum amount of light was placed, the light was faint and small, but it was enough to attract the woman's eyes.
"Don't think about anything. Don't be afraid. Just answer the questions truthfully."
"yes"
"That's fine. I won't do anything to you while I'm at it. So the first question is, did you know me?"
"yes"
"Where did you know?"
"In the Black Forest"
"When?"
"When I was a child... I don't know my age."
"Who were you with?"
"With my two brothers"
"Who's that brother?"
"Both died two years ago."
"Why were you in the Black Forest?"
"I got lost. I stole food from a band of thieves and ran away. Then I met a witch... and was sent back. I don't remember much about that time."
"Did you panic that much because you recognized my appearance?"
"Yes. Looking at it, I remembered a little something I had forgotten. I was told that there would be no second chance... so I thought I would be killed this time."
"Hmm... I remember this one too." A robbery of three children came to the forest. I remember being very murderous.
However, the murderous intent was similar to that of a wild animal. Aggression to protect their lives. I guess it was the economy at that time that if you try to live with only children, you have no choice but to do that.
"I didn't know how to end it by killing him, so I didn't finish it." It's a pattern that's been carefully pushed back. If it was true, I could have kept her for a while, but she refused, probably because I frightened her, so I just had to see her off. You don't have to ask me to stay here.
If I remember correctly, at that time, I would say something like, "If you come to attack me again, I won't forgive you this time..." I think.
"So what are you doing now?"
"Caught"
"No, why were you arrested?"
"It's because I repeatedly robbed the wagon with the men in the next prison. I was doing it while changing places, but I didn't realize that the security around the royal capital had just been strengthened, so I stole the cargo, and then I was dispatched. I was chased by the cavalry that came and was arrested."
"The cavalry is a city guard unit." I have an image like a police motorcycle. If it's called a wagon robbery, they'll be riding horses and attacking, and the main battlefield is outside the city. In order to deal with such things, there are excellent jockeys on the side of catching them. ... Well, if you're a wizard, it's not limited to that.
"Why did your two brothers die?"
"It's because we got into a fight with another band of thieves. It's an unspoken understanding that at times like that, one of them will pull back and get out of the territory, but at that time, both of them heated up and it turned into a fight. Four people, all of the opponent's team died.After that, five new people joined our house, and now we have ten people."
"Isn't it bloody?"
"I involuntarily sigh." There is no point in returning alive. No, it's good to say that I've worked hard to live, but it's amazing that my circumstances haven't changed all the way until I reach this age. Wouldn't there be other ways to choose?
"However, I don't know anything about the circumstances of the orphaned robbery." During the previous king's reign, there may have been no roads anywhere. ... Hmmm.
"I can imagine it without asking, but what are your rules for the coachman?"
"If I can kill it, I will kill it. Taking away the cargo and leaving as soon as possible is the top priority, so there were times when I was able to escape, but most of the time I was able to kill it at the stage of attacking."
"Really"
There is room for extenuating circumstances ─ oh no, that kind of thing is not important. It doesn't matter to me. I don't feel responsible for the fact that there are lives that died because I let my siblings escape. I think it has nothing to do with me.
However, the woman itself cannot be said to be irrelevant.
"Do you have a sense of guilt? Are you conscious of guilt? What did you think of the killing? I'll order you again, answer honestly."
"I was always against killing you. But my brother and my friends told me that I was too naive. Not giving even a little bit of information would lead to my own safety." I didn't want to kill him, but in the end I agreed."
"Why didn't you want to kill me?"
"Because it reminds me of my father's death.
"But you were able to kill me?"
"Because... that's what I had to do!"
Ugh, the woman plucked her loosely cut short hair and held her head. Understand this reaction. There is no doubt that the death of his father and brother is traumatic. Seeing Celia naked isn't the same thing, it's really traumatic. The depth of the wound can be seen from the fact that it is still like this even after it has been calmed down.
"I turned off the light on my fingertips."
"What's your name? Say your name"
"Wow, I'm Mani. Mani Sestetta."
The narrowing of her consciousness has been resolved, but the afterglow leaves the woman's eyes blank. A little drool is dripping from her mouth. But it seems that he can hear my words, so there should be no problem.
"Mani. I don't think death will dispel fate."
"e...?"
"Well, listen.... If I'm going to kill you and finish it off, then I feel like there's no point in keeping me alive that day. I was afraid. I should have realized that I was the capital punishment.Together with the revived memories, for you now, I am the 'Incarnation of Death'. Is that so?"
"yes..."
Her eyes are coming into focus. But isn't the focus of consciousness perfect? If you want to focus on my story and forget about the others, that's fine too.
"Looking at Lina and Alf, I thought it would be nice to have servants.The house just got bigger.Celia is just an attendant on official affairs, so I thought it would be nice to have other support for her personal affairs. ──Give me an arm, and stay by the symbol of fear that I am.If you can prove that you are worthy of life with your work, Mani, I will save you from death."
"Oh..."
"Whether it's a cheap deal or not is up to you."
"If I could trade my life for it, there would be nothing more than one arm and subordination." It depends on the person whether they can say without hesitation.
Especially considering Mani's up until now, I think one way to do this would be to quietly choose death. Of course, if you want it, I'll kill you, and if you want more torture than that, I'll make you the first female test subject. But.
"If you... give me another chance... I want to cling to it."
"What about your arms?"
"I will hand it over."
"What about freedom?"
"I'll give it to you."
"Good. From today onwards, you are my servant."
Kishan, there was the sound of a hard object rubbing. It is proof that a collar was tied around Mani's neck. The moment Mani, whose eyes were black and white, tried to touch it with her hand, her collar disappeared like it melted into the air. I don't even feel like I'm there anymore.
"I made it to discipline my disciples. It forces you to be crippled and does not allow you to do anything that would be considered a rebellion against me. Instead, it is my 'possession' while you are wearing it. Do you know what that means?"
"Yes..."
"More and more good"
He nodded, including Mani as a target and teleported. If the other person has an object that my magic has passed through or is in direct contact with it, we can jump together like this. This time, the collar is a substitute for the item. My destination is my new home.
I said to Mani who couldn't stand up and fell on her buttocks at the transfer destination.
"This is your workplace.
"........."
Mani was at a loss for words when she saw her comrades trapped in Kuroki's restraint table in the basement of our house. When she tapped her on the shoulder, she exaggeratedly shook her whole body.
"I would like to ask you to do a certain task.