Butcher Demon Chapter 45: In the Burning Forest

Chapter 45: In the Burning Forest.

The main alien force was under an organized assault.

To my surprise, I found two chanized heavy infantry Ripley are mixed in with the enemy force.

Three Ripley in the colony.

That’s impossible. It was a perfect ambush. I can only assu that they knew we were planning a raid.

But I didn’t have ti to think about why.

I ramd into the enemy line from behind and destroyed one of the two Ripley’s with a strong attack. I went on a rampage, cutting through the enemy’s siege.

The humans were thrown into confusion by the sudden appearance of the Butcher from behind, and from there on, the aliens and humans engaged in a chaotic battle in the forest.

I wanted to find the carriage that contained Abigail and the others as soon as possible, but considering the risk of being shot at by machine guns from a distance, I had to get rid of Ripley first.

Ripley was still a difficult opponent to face head-on when surprise attacks are not possible. I wondered if I should unleash so of my power with all eyes still on .

Her machine gun could penetrate the trees, but I had to weave my way through them, which was a hindrance. The enemy was also a veteran and used his geographical advantage to his advantage. It took a long ti to get close.

In the end, the last Ripley was crushed when the sounds of battle around beca sparse.

It was hard to tell whether the aliens or the humans had won, and the remains of the battle are a ss of devastation.

I wandered aimlessly through the burning red forest.

Finally, I found a wagon.

I stand there in front of flaming vehicles which is full of holes like a beehive.

You’re a good target, aren’t you, Carriage?

…….

I’ve lost two won that I’ll never have again.

And one of them could have been my key.

In the future, will I be lucky enough to have a woman as reliable as Abigail?

She was tough, strong, smart, and beautiful. Soone who would listen to . A good-natured person who really believes in the false truth that my soul still sowhat exists in this ugly flesh.

I howled into the night sky, trying to overco the sense of emptiness that was coming over .

The Butcher’s roar echoed through the forest, shaking the trees.

My vision grows and fades.

Let’s just kill them all.

It doesn’t matter if they’re human or alien. Everything I see.

Not a single one of them will escape. I’ll eat them all.

…….

……No.

Let’s go ho. I’m kind of tired.

“….Gevaudan!”

When I turned around at the sound of a familiar voice, there was Abigail, who was supposed to be dead. I wondered if I was hallucinating from the Butcher’s murderous intent.

“Get over here! She..!!”

Abigail cos running up to .

She seems to be real.

I was a little surprised.

She escaped from the carriage on her own and hid there?

You’re amazing, Abigail. That’s beyond my expectations.

She grabbed my fingers in a panic and pulled into the bushes.

There was a sauvage girl lying on the ground.

Her mouth was coughing up blood and her stomach was wrapped in a cloth, but it was stained red.

“She was hit by a stray bullet…….You have recovery magic, right? Bring an alien who can use recovery magic! Hurry up! She is going to die from blood loss!!”

Unfortunately, the alien who can use recovery magic was hit by a machine gun and splattered right in front of earlier.

I held Abigail’s shoulders, who seed to be desperate, and turned toward the forest because a presence was approaching from the back. This feeling was not human.

Lycanthrope appeared from the darkness of the forest with a rustle. A werewolf with a bleeding head ca rushing towards , yelling excitedly.

–I’m leaving. Protect .

He has a control terminal in his hand. I think my lasher is dead.

Lycanthrope pointed at the lying sauvage girl and said sothing.

…..Well, I know what you’re going to say.

It looks like I don’t have a choice …….

I hesitated, then leaned over the girl.

I pressed my palm against her forehead and crushed her head with one breath.

A red flower blood on the ground.

Abigail gasped for air and beca petrified.

The sauvage girl could no longer be saved. It’s okay. The current thod is the most painless.

It’s the least painful way to do it…….The girl’s brains look delicious.

–Wait. restrain yourself.

“Uh…!”

Abigail’s moan, which ca at the sa ti as the command, drew my gaze from the corpse of the sauvage girl, where I had been fighting my appetite.

A lycanthrope was roughly pushing Abigail against a nearby tree. He had rolled up her loincloth and was trying to unfasten his own pants.

Is this guy for real?

There are still enemies all around us.

Is he going to rape Abigail in this situation?

Abigail tried to resist, but the werewolf’s arm strength held her down and she only cowered.

“No, no, no, no, no! Let go ……!

Abigail looked at .

Abigail looked at “……help …Gevaudan!”

The mont I heard her call, sothing snapped inside .

WHAT ARE YOU DOING YOU STUPID FUCKING DOG!! IF YOU PRESS THAT HARD HER BONE’S GONNA BREAK!!! GET AWAY FROM ABIGAIL!!

The next thing I knew, I was biting off the lycanthrope’s throat and slurping up the hot blood.

Tastes good. The blood of the strong tastes good.

Damn you……you stupid third-rate bastards ……!

You’ve led us right into a trap!

It’s because of your uselessness that my sauvage girl is dead. She was my, my masterpiece…….

–Damn it, damn it, damn it, DAMN IT!!!

FUCKING DAMN IT!!!

I was unconsciously shouting into the night sky.

Butcher’s murderous yell cooled the heat of the burning forest, and the surrounding clamor quieted.

Suddenly, I saw Abigail picking up a control terminal that had fallen. She was staring at the device with a thoughtful expression.

Abigail looked up at quietly.

……What are you doing? Are you trying to control ? It’s useless. It’s not going to work on . Didn’t I explain that to you?

Well, Abigail……you are trying to control . You’re trying to make your pawn. You thought you had a golden opportunity. You’re a tricky woman after all, aren’t you? You need a severe re-education right here and now. I’m going to have to re-discipline you, and this ti we’re going to split the power once and for all.

I crushed the lycanthrope’s head and tore it off.

Seeing this, Abigail stood up.

“Gevaudan. I think I might be able to analyze this. ……”

My hand, which had been reaching for her neck, stopped.

“AASPINT also collecting and analyzing the tools from various aliens. I’ve never seen this type before, but I think if we had the equipnt, we could find out how the device in your head works……. So do you have any equipnt or facility like that sowhere?”

I clutch my hand tightly.

My throat rumbled involuntarily.

Facilities ……?

There isn’t any …… in the human settlents we’ve destroyed so far. All facilities are destroyed. The old and young are food. The most energetic among them are the prisoners. There’s nothing left. There are still defensive forces in the city, so it’s not safe to take you with us.

–But my secret place is.

I’ve got a stash of supplies taken from humans and aliens.

I’ve had many opportunities to walk ho alone after a fight like this before. It was a place where I’d stashed a lot of stuff.

But I’m not going to tell anyone about it. It’s a place I plan to use as a base after I escape. It doesn’t matter how cooperative Abigail is.

“If I can just get the device out of your head…… you’ll be free, right? You won’t be treated so badly anymore, right?”

Abigail’s voice was slowly becoming agitated.

“Locked up alone in such a dark and small place. They treated you like an animal, made a spectacle of you being thrown into dangerous enemy territory alone. With such a tiny device, you’re like a disposable tool!!! They even made you kill the girl you said you loved so much…….this is too much…….”

Is that how you see ?

“Gevaudan. Let help you…….okay?”

I felt an unknown pressure from her and took a step back.

Sothing bumped against my foot.

It was the sauvage girl. She lost her head and lay quietly on the ground.

…… I don’t have much ti. The first thing to do is to return the things I entrusted her.

While desperately suppressing the urge to eat the splattered brains, I ripped off the cloth from the girl’s stomach and ripped open her belly with my fingernails.

Using my fingers and tongue, I searched for it that I had left with her.

It’s a beautiful belly with little fat. A wonderful woman who had accepted and pleased over and over again. The beautiful pink-colored flesh hiding behind it. Using my fingernails and tongue, I carefully cut it open as if I were making an incision with a scalpel.

–there it was.

I pick it out and turn to face Abigail.

She slumps to the ground and stares at hyperventilating, her pale lips pursed in a shiver.

Perhaps I looked like I was about to eat her.

“Why…… what, why……?”

I’m here to give you this.

I showed her the small, shiny object I had been holding in my fingers.

“……?”

Abigail stared at it with a furrowed brow.

When I stood up and walked over to her, she backed away on her butt. She looks quite agitated.

This is a key from that the idiot who slashed when Ferris was thrown into my prison……I think.

I don’t know if it’s a key or a small dal.

But I’ve seen many tis where aliens use this to open my prison.

Even if I had the key, it would be useless unless I could do sothing about the control unit. But I hid it in the womb of my sauvage girl in case I could use it soday. I hadn’t told you about it yet.

Anyway, this is still a battlefield, so let’s get out of here as soon as possible.

I took a step forward, but she shook her head reluctantly and backed away. She dragged her buttocks and eventually her back hit a tree trunk.

……Whenever you get out of control and tempestuous, you imdiately do that, no matter what.

It’s very cute, that gesture. I don’t know why. I feel relieved when I see that habit. It makes want to make her do it even more. But maybe later. If we don’t get out of here now, you’ll end up like the sauvage girl.

For now, I want you to let hide this dal in your womb.

I put the dal on the tip of my tongue and reached down to her crotch.

“!?…No, no, no! I don’t want to do that. No, no, no, no, no! Gevaudan!!”

It was a huge refusal. It was the first ti I’d ever seen anyone stare at with such a look in their eyes.

It’s a dal, and it’s covered in blood.

I don’t think I can insert it properly if she resists. I need you to take it all in like a sauvage girl.

I don’t want to spend a lot of ti pushing and shoving.

I had no choice but to withdraw my tongue, re-pick up the dal with my fingers, and put it in her hand.

— key, precious, have–

That was all I could say, and I looked around. I could still hear the sound of gunfire coming from deep in the forest. It’s not safe here. We need to move now.

–go, dangerous —

But Abigail was still staring at the shiny dallion in her hand and did not move.

–Abigail, hurt? —

If she’s injured, she needs first aid before she can move. I’m not like this, but I’m a forr scout, so I have so knowledge and experience. I’m sure there were dical supplies at the base.

At my question, Abigail looked up at quietly.

Our eyes t.

Her eyes are full of fear. She must be having a hard ti organizing her mind and emotions in the face of the dizzying storm of violence that was happening at a rapid pace. Of course.

After spending several days in a locked room, within breathing distance of a monster, nearly being fondled by aliens, and then suddenly being thrown into a battlefield and exposed to a hail of machine guns, It was a scene where her kin was brutally killed by , a werewolf almost raped her, a woman’s intestines are being dragged out of her body. And now, right in front of her is the source of it all, the fearso Butcher of Slaughter. An ordinary woman could have gone crazy.

But.

Abigail’s hazel eyes, which had been staring at my face for a while, soon lit up with the light of a strong determination.

She breathed in as if she had made up her mind.

“You’re not a monster. You are scary in so ways, but we can talk like this. You cared for and ca to save from the battlefield. When I ask for help, you help . If I ask you to stop, you stop. You take care of and protect like this. You have a great heart. So, Gevaudan. Why don’t you co with and get out of that place? Then you’ll be able to live in peace.”

It seems that there is a serious misunderstanding about . Well, whatever. I’ll let you misunderstand on your own. It’s more convenient that way.

“I will understand you. I will be the one who understands you the best. So look at . It’s going to be okay. I’m going to get you out of there.”

The fearless AASPINT.

She’s trying to seduce the Butcher.

To the casual observer, you probably look crazier than I do. ……

“Trust , Gevaudan.”

— move, here, dangerous —

I tapped Abigail on the shoulder. She nodded her head and then grabbed my fingers tightly. She looked fearfully at the corpse of the sauvage girl and continued.

“But first…… please …… send her off nicely …….”

In response to Abigail’s request, I decided to reveal a part of my secret power.

This is the power to burn prey to dust in my embrace.

This is the first ti I’ve shown this ability to anyone.

I have all sorts of vicious abilities that the average Butcher doesn’t have.

It’s a power that I’ve been keeping hidden for a long ti, in order to destroy the aliens the mont my shackles co off, without giving them ti to react.

I’ve been sharpening my nails alone for a long ti, believing that the day will co.

All alone, always alone.

I held the sauvage girl in my arms and cremated her. If I dug up the ground, I would be exposed to the people who had co to investigate this place.

After the naless woman disappeared into the dust and wind, I felt an endless sense of loss hanging over my shoulders.

In the burning forest, I howled again to repel it.

I decided to take Abigail to the secret place.

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[author’s note]