Butcher Demon Chapter 68: Abigail’s room

Chapter 68: Abigail’s room

Abigail stares at with startled eyes.

This is her room. In other words, this is her prison cell.

Abigail’s hair is tied up in a ponytail, and she’s lying on her bed, comfortably dressed, reading a book.

With a potato chip in her mouth.

Potato chips!!!

Next to is Lydia.

So here’s the thing.

If Lydia had the controls, I would be free to move.

Butcher is available on a rental basis, so Lydia and Ferris can take around freely as long as my schedule is free. When I ca up with this idea, I decided to ask Lydia, whom I thought I had gotten to know sowhat, to help out.

She imdiately said yes. That’s how I ended up being brought to Abigail’s room to see how she was doing.

Lydia, as I expected, imdiately passed with out any inspection. She’s the daughter of a powerful clan afterall.

And so, we made it to this room with ease.

So that’s what happened.

By the way, I heard that we can’t go to Titania’s place. The Butcher also has a minimum restricted movent zone, and you can’t take them to important areas such as the armory, administrative facilities, not to ntion the cells where dangerous aliens are held. Well, I’m treated like a dangerous weapon, aren’t I? It’s understandable.

Lydia walks into the room with a smile, waving her hands in the air. Abigail fluttered her hand back. I caught on and waved a little behind Lydia.

Lydia imdiately sat down on Abigail’s bed, smiling and laying her hands on her. I wondered if they were talking about sothing. Even though it’s almost the first ti they’ve t, the distance is so close.

Well…… I just ntioned the nas of people I know without thinking too deeply, but this is too awkward.

From now on, Abigail and I have to talk naturally as if we’ve never talked before, although this is not the first ti we’ve actually talked, so as not to seem suspicious. The contents of our conversation will be leaked to Lydia. There was no prior arrangent at all.

Abigail sneaks a glance at . I fixed my red eyeballs on her and tried to make eye contact. Our mutual understanding is being put to the test.

“Gevaudan.”

Lydia beckoned to . Let’s do this.

I’ll take the lead in acting.

『My na is Gevaudan.』

『……..Abigail.』

We pretend to be new acquaintances.

As expected of the elite. She got it right the first ti.

Abigail looked a little puzzled at my first words for a mont, but then her mouth tightened, her eyes sharpened, and she began to look at with a mixture of alarm and reproach.

She was good. It’s only natural that she would do that since she’s now standing in front of a person who can’t speak her language and who is trampling on her dignity.

–But it was a bit crushing.

『……and I’m Lydia. Abigail and I talked once before, didn’t we? Do you rember how I kissed you while Gevaudan was thrusting into you in the back? Well, Gevaudan wanted to talk to you, so I ca to visit with you today.』

『Talk to ?』

Abigail gives a scandalous look. I think she’s overacting a bit.

『You’re one of my masterpieces, so I wanted to talk to you.』

『….. So, if I talk to you, will you stop doing terrible things to ?』

I wonder…

I know it’s just an act, but it’s so hard for to feel Abigail’s coldness.

In order to hide my inner shock, I kept silent for a while, and then suddenly there was a crashing sound.

I looked over to see Lydia pushing Abigail’s face against the wall with all her might.

『Gevaudan has rcy on you. Do you understand? There’s no reason for you to talk like that. You should be grateful for the opportunity to talk to Gevaudan. Okay? You got it?』

That’s very powerful. Surprise.

That’s right. I forgot that Lydia is an alien because she looks and acts like a good little girl, but she is an alien.

They see humans as nothing more than wild animals, and Abigail, who is now being held captive, is nothing more than a specific alien species to be exterminated in a cage.

I hurriedly followed up.

『Lydia, she’s mine. I don’t want you to be too rough with her.』

Lydia then took her hand off Abigail’s head and smiled,『If you say so, Gevaudan』 before continuing.

『But rember, Abigail. But rember, Abigail, Gevaudan is a terrible Butcher, but he is special. He’s an amazing Butcher who is now rembered by the top echelons of the military. You’re subhuman, you’re just an offering, and you are not the kind of person we should be talking to, okay?』

Finally, Lydia chuckled.

I’m glad she recognizes , but I’m a little afraid of Abigail’s eyes, which are bleeding a little at her temples.

Those eyes that look at without any light in them.

hiss….

It’s okay, because I’m on your side. I’m desperately trying to give her an “I’m on Abigail’s side” look, but she’s probably not getting it. I hate this face that can’t make an expression.

Then we had a conversation.

I was grateful for this. Communication in a prison cell is slow. It’s very hard to communicate every detail.

I introduced myself, but since I had very little to say, I started by talking about the expedition I had been on with Abigail as if I were reminiscing.

It was Lydia who showed interest in this. She doesn’t seem to know much about what goes on outside the city. The story of my rampage outside seed to sound very interesting to her.

I also unveiled here the ability. This power is a known fact in the alien camp, so it’s nothing to hide.

Abigail, of course, was surprised by this, as was Lydia. Lydia seed to be unfamiliar with military topics.

In addition, I told her about the other day when I participated in the execution of a human. I wanted to talk to Abigail about it later. In this way, I told Abigail about my recent situation.

『What, …… Gevaudan, did you and Arshella have another fight?』

『She suddenly started poking at .』

『Did you win?』

Yes. The knife was shattered, so I punched her to make her calm down.

『Wow……. amazing……』

Lydia looks up at with a little concern. Then Abigail interrupts .

『Arshella?』

『Lydia’s friend. She’s little rough around the edges.』

I asked her sothing that had been bothering .

『She’s very angry that day. Do you know why Lydia?』

『Hmmm …… Arshella is from a dragon tribe called , a clan of thoroughbreds. You see, the last ti Gevaudan did that stretching thing in the schoolyard? She’s had a pretty bad day lately. She said I’d win if I got my revenge. It was kind of annoying.』

Lydia shrugged her shoulders.

『I think it’ll settle down now. You’ve made the difference in ability clear.』

This ti, she lost in a fair fight with a weapon, and if she still tries to co at , she’s just a thug. Moreover, Arshella can fly.

『Arshella, did she use ?』

『Lexel?』

When I tilt my head, Lydia continues,『It’s a spear.』

『It’s a weapon that’s been passed down in Exmut family for generations, and it’s said to be able to pierce through anything.』

Not as good as my butcher lance, I’m sure.

『Probably had it. That’s how the knife got shattered.』

『You beat Arshella even when she’s using Lexcel? Gevaudan is really strong…….』

A respectful look from Lydia tickles .

She suddenly rembered sothing and said, “Oh.”

『By the way, Why did you ask? or do you have any idea what else could have caused Arshella’s upset?』

I think it’s a little bad…… Well, it’s okay if it’s Lydia.

『When I pushed her down in the schoolyard before, I might have gone in a little deep. Tell her I’m sorry if I ripped it.』

『Oh. I see I see. That’s how it is. Okay, leave it to ?』

『…』

Lydia replied casually, while Abigail was in utter shock.

What was surprising was Lydia’s reaction. Aliens don’t care too much about virginity, do they? No, it’s possible that it’s because she’s Lydia. Hmmm …….

If she should talk to Arshella with like “Oh, I heard it. It was ripped? Oh, no! I’m so sorry! (lol)” then I might get executed for real…