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?King’s Beloved Slave, Berbere Witch Sisters, Captain of the Royal Guard, Humbaba
Empire Calendar: Year 1506, Month 4, Day 15
Polles, Near the Vistula Forest
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Sheesh, hey. Sheesh. Look at their violent temper.
As expected, even the auras of a high-rank Demon Lord’s royal bodyguards were on a different level.
Be it the sentries or the attendants, they were all glaring at
and whispering to each other. It can’t be helped. They’re the ones who want to badmouth , so, by all ans, I should allow them to eat tastily. It’s fine, everyone. Chew properly, okay? Eat well. Chew. They say that you shouldn’t even ss with a dog when they’re eating, and in spite of my appearance, I’m a well-mannered girl. Ahahah.
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— ······To make a witch one’s captain of their Royal Guard······.
— How could such a noble personage appoint this kind of lowly peasant······.
— Harlots of souls with worn-out asses······.
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Is it not amazing? Not only do people spew words from their mouths, but they spew words from their eyes as well. Yup. Strictly speaking, before putting an eyeball into those eye sockets, were those sockets not also holes?
Holes are holes. Sothing is either ramd into those holes or flows out from them, and that is what people believed in. Similar to how words co out of mouths and shit cos out of asses, sothing flows out from the eyes as well.
Scorn.
Ridicule.
Contempt.
In any case, similar to how people require their daily bread in order to live, to them, those were things they required in order to live in their own way.
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— Hey, look at that. They say that’s a witch who’s lived for several centuries.
— She looks completely like a child······.
— She’s looking this way. She really looks annoying.
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No. These were all irrelevant words. Hey, you young attendants over there.
Clack······ clack······, it’s starting to get really annoying because they’ve been tossing pebbles at
since earlier. You could easily get a grasp of the beautiful color and charm of their personalities by the fact that they were throwing pebbles and not stones. If I were injured by a stone, then regardless of the fact that he’s at the tail end of the Demon Lord rankings, it would an that they had assaulted , Master’s Captain of his Royal Guard. Thus, pebbles. Haah, these cheeky fellows.
······When’s Master coming back?
He’s late. A bit.
There’s nothing to do, so I might as well hum the song that I had written the lyrics of.
“The old man inquired— How impressive must it be for you all to praise it so—.”
Ah. I’m not saying this because I had created this, but this is a complete masterpiece. I’m serious. Be it the humans or the demons, in the end, monarchs compete in order to see who has the bigger penis.
The likes of us had mused over this, but no matter how we looked at it, the one who has the biggest penis in the world is our master, Dantalian.
“The person’s na is Dantalian with a sorrowful penis—.”
Master was that.
Not only was his penis big, but a peculiar lantableness glood over it as well. It feels as if it should be called either sorrow or regret, but if you were to try and find an appropriate expression, then there was the shade of a person whose life was either fucked or had been fucked. Alas. Thus, as Master’s penis is a large penis, it was also the most sorrowful penis······.
My God.
Even I get shivers if I think about it. How perfect is my gift?! If Apollo were to see , then he would despair so much that he wouldn’t co to work that day and make the world dark for the rest of the day. In other words, my gift is so formidable that it is capable of inadvertently stopping the sun itself······. If the sun stops, then everything in the world would stop, and if everything in the world stopped, then there would only be the last breaths of all things there, so, in other words, my gift is so trendous that it could destroy the universe······. If the universe is destroyed, then even if space is infinite and ti is eternal, there would be no point to them, so, in other words, my gift is so destructive that it could instantly make ti and space useless······.
Humbaba.
How sinful this woman is······.
I know. I am well aware of my deep sin. I was gifted with a fate that could threaten the sun and all things just by being born. Every wandering minstrel in the world envies
and every flower bud in the world begrudges , so the world has no other choice but to struggle against
by forming an anti-witch alliance.
So even those young attendants over there had received the mission to repel , as they were the so-called informants among informants of the alliance······. How could this be? Without even being aware of their situation, I······ you insane pieces of shit throwing pebbles, it wouldn’t be enough to shove a stick up your asses, set those sticks on fire, and burn all of your internal organs, you’re fuckers who will only be able to fart for the rest of your lives······ had thought this, oh no······. Cry a little bit here, I went a bit too far, didn’t I······? I’m sorry. I apologize. From now on, I will try to understand everyone by considering each one of your situations a bit more······. Add so more tears here, I, Humbaba, will be born anew and pay everyone a visit as a better ······.
Now then, was that enough? Haah, these cheeky fellows.
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— It’s true. She really isn’t reacting at all······.
— See? She’s just singing like a crazy person.
— ······They say they don’t have a soul. That’s why they stay as kids and stop growing······.
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Yeah, It’s fine.
Go ahead and throw things at . Everyone. Throw. If throwing that is what is needed in your lives, then it can’t be helped. In spite of my appearance, I’m a generous girl.
Tear
apart. While people live their lives, there are periods where they must bite into other people’s necks and have a taste of blood. It can’t be helped since all of your lives are broken. This generous girl will understand your desires to bla sothing which cannot be blad.
Burn . What can be done when burning people is sothing that’s needed in your lives? If you have to burn soone, then burn them. Chew properly. Have a nice al. Eat. Despite my appearance, I’m a girl who doesn’t die easily. As it’s fine, it’s fine and also fine.
There’s no end to sothing being fine.
There are no bounds to sothing being fine.
That’s why the act of being fine is unlimited.
Hey, you attendants over there. If there’s a problem, then it’s you guys. The fact that there are ends and bounds to your lives. Ah, wouldn’t that be quite the problem? Did you know? Everyone, you’re going to die. You’ll all die.
That, throwing is all right, but you’re throwing away the days of your lives. You say that it’s fine to tear
apart, but you’re all tearing your own ti apart while you tear
to pieces. You’ll die, you know? Are you going to keep burning ? Are you going to burn
again? What more do you intend to burn? Your own corpses?
Throw away a day.
Burn one by one.
Tear apart a day once more.
Burn one by one once more.
A day.
One.
And then.
Mm.
Gaya.
Let’s just smoke so gaya.
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Huaaaaah.
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Huuu, haaaaa······.
Yeah.
Well.
What?
What are you staring at, you attendants? Do you have a problem? I won’t sympathize with you people. I’m capable of doing so, but I won’t. I can’t. Do you know why? I don’t know what you guys hate the most in the world, but once you receive my sympathy, then in that mont, the thing which you guys hate the most in the world will automatically change into receiving a witch’s sympathy.
When’s Master coming back?
He’s late.
A bit.
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Ah. Fuck.
Hey, you attendants over there? Just because I’m not responding to you guys doesn’t an that you should throw actual stones, you fucks. It hurts. Hey. Look here. It hurts. Hey! Ah, fuck, it hurts, you know?
Haah.
These cheeky fellows······.
While I was in the middle of pouring curses at those pieces of trash in my mind, from within the tent, a voice which I hadn’t heard in quite a long ti flowed out.
“Send in Dantalian’s witch.”
Hoi?
I glanced around to see if I had misheard just now. The attendants and bodyguards were also looking around with the sa looks on their faces. No one was able to respond, but a voice ca from within the tent once more.
“Is no one there? I told you to send in the witch.
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Mmmm—.
I stood up from the ground and dusted my clothes. A bunch of pebbles poured down on the ground. The sentries glared at
with bloodthirst in their eyes. The attendants were panicking as they whispered among one another.
······This is strange.
I did beco a witch after forming a contract with Marbas, but there was no doubt that Marbas had forgotten about
by now. An incredible amount of ti had already passed since then. He wasn’t a Demon Lord who concerned himself with witches in the first place.
It was efficient to set up a witch as a sacrifice whenever a large epidemic passed by. He was quite the rational ruler who would occasionally use witches for that reason alone.
If you work well after having ford a contract, then he doesn’t concern himself with you aaat aaall. The one who managed
wasn’t Marbas either, it was one of his bureaucrats.
In good terms, he was an expedient person. In bad terms, he was a person who only concentrated on tasks that befitted Demon Lords after having passed down every dirty task to his subordinates. No. Well. Compared to Euryale who was caught by a pervert like Glasyalabolas and was presented 200 years of torture by the Demon Lord personally, I’m incredibly fortunate.
Mmmm.
But why is he calling for ?
During the 150 years, I went around the town plaza whenever an epidemic or a year of famine occurred, but I don’t recall ever eting Marbas during those tis. At all. Not even once.
I’ve been incredibly successful lately, so I spend my days sleeping in the sa tent as Master Dantalian, but normally, this is sothing that could never happen······.
In any case, I’m going because I was summoned. After dusting all the gravel off of , putting my cone hat on properly, and obliquely holding up my broom, I hastily walked into the tent.
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“This lowly one has entered, as this one was ordered to do so by the Great Demon Lord.”
“Welco.”
Master Dantalian welcod
with a smooth smile the instant I entered.
“······.”
On the other hand, Demon Lord Marbas was looking this way while frowning. His royal countenance appeared to be firmly displeased with sothing. How overwhelming. I feel sorry for having to display a peasant like myself to such noble eyes.
Master spoke.
“Humbaba.”
“Yes, Master?”
“I had a deep conversation with His Excellency Marbas here. It was quite the deep conversation. It was a conversation that was so deep that it could have been dangerous if it were any deeper. As a result, we were able to share a type of friendship that transcends my and His Excellency’s ranks. It is a friendship which only n can understand.”
Oho oho.
There’s so leeway for this to be interpreted in quite the dangerous way.
Referentially, for people like , when sothing could be interpreted either dangerously or safely, I’m a girl who always interprets it dangerously. What I an is, a hole is a hole, isn’t it? Although sothing flows out from them at tis, things are ramd into them as well. I’m not trying to say sothing in particular, I’m just saying.
“This one gives her congratulations.”
“······Hmm.”
Demon Lord Marbas let out a sigh as if he were dissatisfied. It must be due to his large fra, but even his sighs sound like the breathing of a brown bear.
“Dantalian, I suggest that you think once more.”
“This one’s decision will not change.”
“I had certainly said that I respected you. As one of the corps commanders responsible for the Crescent Alliance, the devotion which you had displayed naturally deserves to be rewarded. There are many things which I can bestow upon you as a reward.”
“Your Excellency is correct.”
Ara?
What are they talking about?
Even if I carefully examined Master’s expression, Master was simply smiling slightly. It’s hard to get a read on Master whenever he’s like this.
“I could give you commodities.”
“Yes.”
“I could promise you a new domain.”
“Yes.”
“I could also provide you with an appropriate amount of honor and reputation even if it may take so ti.”
“Yes.”
“If you were to wish for wealth, then you would beco wealthy, if you were to wish for strength, then you would beco mighty, if you were to wish for honor, then you would beco glorious. Do you truly wish to refuse all of this? Do you intend to reward your own devotion and sacrifice with sothing like this?”
“This is sufficient.”
Master gave a small grin.
“Compared to any royal gift this one could hope for from Your Excellency, this one believes that the thing which this one had ntioned earlier is the most valuable. It is not a lie. It is not an exaggeration either. Wealth is wealth regardless of whose hands it ends up in, a domain is a domain regardless of whose foot steps on it, and this one is not interested in honor or reputation. However, Your Excellency, no matter how vast the continent is, this alone is sothing which only Your Excellency can bestow.”
“······.”
“If it is not Your Excellency’s royal hands, then it would be aningless. If it is not Your Excellency’s royal legs, then it would be useless. Your Excellency is benevolently offering to grant this one’s wish, but how could this one dare to raise a petition?”
“······.”
Ara.
Really, what are they talking about?
Although I’m confident that I wouldn’t lose in regard to reading the atmosphere of one’s superiors, I have no idea what is being discussed right now.
Master Dantalian was simply gazing at
with a gentle smile on his face.
And Demon Lord Marbas.
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Was looking straight down at .
Most likely for the first ti.
Was it 300 years ago?
Was it 400 years ago?
Because I had thrown things away for a variety of reasons, was torn apart by a variety of things, and was burned by a variety of things, my mory of that ti no longer remains as a whole. During that ti, there was no spring, there was no sumr, there was no autumn, and there was no winter. In that season, my ti was chopped up into pieces and split up into small fragnts. Whenever I dread, only the groans of imprecating and imprecating, I could only hear that season where tens of thousands of screams remained as an auditory hallucination.
“Witch Humbaba.”
“Yes?”
And then.
After calling my na for probably the first ti ever, Demon Lord Marbas???.
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