The Demon Hunting thod Of The Regressed Inquisitor 17
Agee Foris (3)
“Hey, are you asleep?”
“I’m not sleeping.”
“When will you sleep?”
“I’m not planning to sleep.”
“You can’t do that! Humans need to sleep to relieve fatigue.”
“How can I sleep when nightmares are guaranteed?”
Did I lose my brain when I beca undead? The nightmare in the next room is talking nonsense.
Knowing full well that it will rummage through my mind and make have nightmares while I sleep, why would I agree to such a proposal?
I will hold out as long as I can.
“By the way, why are you gathering information under Duke Foris?”
“Because it lets eat nightmares?”
“You proudly admit to doing dirty work for mutual benefit.”
“I don’t know, I like it, and Agee likes it, so isn’t it good for both of us?”
It’s amazing that you can call the Duke’s na so lightly.
Well, who knows how old the monster inside is, despite the voice that cos through.
“And anyway, Agee won’t give up until he gets sothing from you, right? You’ll be trapped forever?”
“That’s true.”
He is soone who would do that.
“So, let’s sleep?”
“I’m not sleepy now, maybe later.”
“Ah, why!”
I’m sure I lost part of my brain when I died.
I confird that.
And even during such conversations, I cast a holy spell on my mind to protect it without the other party noticing.
With this, it won’t matter if they try to enter my dreams at will.
“By the way, what’s your na? I haven’t asked, have I?”
“Call Lost.”
“Lost? It sounds nice!”
“Isn’t that right?”
“Yes! I like it because it has a na similar to ours.”
“Since you say that, I can’t just be happy about it. What exactly is similar?”
“We are also lost ones.”
“……”
Oh dear, Bella also realized that I used an alias like Agee Foris. Was it too obvious?
No, even so, it’s not a non-existent na. It’s just that the two of them who could think that far from just hearing the na are not in their right minds.
As I was thinking that, I started to feel drowsy.
“Hey, Lost. Are you asleep?”
“Not yet… I’m not asleep.”
“Really? Sleep well.”
I didn’t expect such an obvious trick.
Did she think she wouldn’t get caught? It’s so unnatural.
Anyway, I have cast holy magic.
If I fall asleep like this and she only checks the mories I show her, this confinent will soon be over.
Since this interrogation is to uncover my suspicions, it’s better to show and erase the doubts here.
Seeing and confirming directly is better than a hundred words.
“Have a good dream.”
The voice of Nightmare that reached my ears was particularly eerie.
* * *
“Asleep? Are you asleep?”
“……”
“You are asleep!”
Bella grinned at the sound of even breathing coming from the next room.
Finally, it’s al ti. Recently, Agee Foris hadn’t brought any prisoners, so it had been boring.
How wonderful it is to satisfy both curiosity and hunger at the sa ti.
“Hehe!”
Bella lightly passed her head through the wall to check on Lost.
As expected, Lost had fallen asleep as if struck by Bella’s trick.
“Wow! I’m not dead yet!”
Bella was already a dead being, but that didn’t matter.
She cast a sleep spell, inducing conversation to lull her opponent to sleep.
How perfect this is!
Bella nodded repeatedly, intoxicated by her own perfection.
Of course, her plan was nothing more than a crude trick that would only work if her opponent didn’t know her true identity.
“Well then.”
If the ingredients were ready, it was ti to cook. Bella placed her hand on the head of the sleeping Rost.
Then, from her fingertips, a sticky black light erged and began to burrow into Rost’s mind.
In response, the whites of Bella’s eyes turned black, as if her pupils were being stained.
Eyes that see dreams, not reality.
Now it was ti to fulfill her contract with Age Foris while satisfying her curiosity and hunger.
Thus, Bella delved into Rost’s ntal world.
And then…
“Gah?!”
Bella withdrew her hand from Rost as if she had been repelled.
Floating in the air, she fell on her backside as if terrified and couldn’t get up.
“What the…?”
It was good that she had looked into Rost’s dream. It was a strange dream, as if there were holes in it, but it wasn’t unusual if the opponent had been defeated by the ＜Drear＞ and had their mories stolen.
But the strange thing was sothing else.
There was sothing in Rost’s dream that even he didn’t know about.
A black lion with red eyes. The monster, draped in mist, was watching Rost from afar.
Bella had to flee the mont she made eye contact with that being.
If she hadn’t, she would have died.
Even though she was a being made of only spirit without a physical body, she felt annihilation just from eting its gaze.
“How on earth…?”
Bella knew what it was. She had never t it directly, but she had heard of a being with such power.
“How did you et it and survive…? No, more importantly, how did you even et it?”
＜The Corruptor＞
Untouchable
Among the ten trials, the monster recorded in the first was watching Rost.
* * *
When Bella entered my mind, I was aware of it.
And when she scread and escaped from my dream, I could wake up with her.
The aftermath of the holy magic I cast.
The power I borrowed in exchange for divine power is the Eye of Horus, the sun god who prevents and watches over the unholy.
Therefore, I could sense the series of events. When I opened my eyes, I saw Bella, terrified.
“You, what are you?”
“That’s what I’m saying.”
I know what she saw. I was watching her.
But I never imagined things would turn out this way.
A while ago, the saintess spoke in a dream. She warned to be cautious of trials.
When I first encountered Belial, I thought that was what she ant.
When I tried to use ＜Morpheus’s Dream Fragnt＞ to drive him away, I doubted it.
And when I finally decided to use Necropolis to shake off the evil, I had a lot of concerns.
But it seems…
“…I’m a bit unlucky.”
The trial the saintess ntioned must have been inside . Given the gravity of the situation, my mouth feels quite bitter.
I hadn’t even noticed the thing that was eating away at my body.
I had already thought that I needed to resolve it urgently… but it seems I should hasten my plans.
“So, senior? When do you think you can arrange a eting with ＜The Wanderer＞?”
“I don’t like you…”
“A promise is a promise.”
“If you promise not to do anything strange to our king…”
“I swear.”
“Sigh…”
Bella sighed weakly and rolled into her room.
It was a different kind of quietness compared to the noisy chatter from earlier.
Is that why? Other sounds beca more sensitive.
Snap!
The sound of sothing hard hitting the stone floor.
Snap!
I could tell who had co by the sound that echoed at regular intervals, like a person’s footsteps.
It wasn’t the warden.
“How was your sleep? Any pleasant dreams?”
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“Haha, that’s a mischievous question, Duke Foris. Showing nightmares and then asking such a question?”
“So you know. Did that loose-lipped fellow blab again?”
“I knew from the start, you idiot Age!”
Bella’s retort ca from the next room. It was quite a familiar tone.
“You knew? How?”
“Well, I’m not the only one who cos and goes from this room.”
“I thought I killed them all?”
“……”
“I’m joking.”
No, he was probably serious.
Anyone who made it this far was surely dead.
No one could enter here unless it was sothing extraordinary.
“So? Did you notice anything suspicious, Bella?”
“I can’t rember well because my mory has holes, but it seed like he just ca down from living in the mountains. Oh, and be careful, he’s been eroded.”
“Eroded? That erosion?”
“Yes, well. That’s what they say.”
At those words, Age Foris’s poker face crumbled instantly.
Of course, it would. It’s already a trial near the territory, and if soone who got poisoned by that trial ca looking for him, how creepy would that be?
“It’s not contagious.”
I said in advance.
If I got killed because of so unfounded suspicion, I wouldn’t be able to rest in peace even in death.
But Age Foris asked as if it didn’t matter.
“Am I seeing a ghost right now?”
“He’s right next door, so you can see him.”
“Judging by your mouth, you’re alive… Can the priests purify such a deadly poison?”
“It’s not impossible. It’s just that very few people can do it.”
“…….”
In reality, before my regression, I had been afflicted by ＜The Corruptor＞, but I was able to endure it with the help of the Holy Lady.
Perhaps the Pope could manage it too, and a few of the Cardinals might be able to as well.
Of course, complete detoxification is impossible. At best, it can only extend one’s life.
If that creature had not died after ravaging the empire, and if the effects of the corruption had not disappeared, I would have long walked the path to the afterlife.
“This is quite severe, so if you ever encounter that creature, Duke, it would be best to just run away.”
“Of course, I should run away.”
“Even if that monster heads towards your territory?”
“That won’t do. Well, what can I do? I am the lord of this land.”
“Seeing you uphold your responsibilities as a noble. It’s admirable.”
Honestly, I expected him to say that.
Because I had actually seen him act that way.
Age Foris challenged the trial, ＜The Corruptor＞, and was utterly defeated.
He couldn’t even stop its footsteps. That’s how monstrous it was.
And that is the most pressing issue. Belial began to rampage in earnest after Age Foris died.
“Is that what you’re worried about?”
“Yes, I’m worried that soone as excellent as you, Duke, might get hurt.”
“You should worry about your own life.”
“That’s why I’m doing this. I’m flattering you.”
“You’re insane.”
When you do this kind of work a lot, people tend to go mad.
How could they not? There’s a monster breathing deep within my body.
Either I endure until it dies of natural causes, or I don’t.
Those are the only choices left to . It’s practically a death sentence.
If I can’t withstand the corruption until it dies, I will die.
“Then tell . Who are you?”
“I’m Lost.”
“Anything else?”
“As you can see, I’m a priest. Also an inquisitor.”
“They say there’s no such na in the Pantheon? How did that co to be?”
“Oh my, you’re quick.”
That was what made uneasy when I made a deal with Shade.
If it was revealed that I wasn’t affiliated with the Pantheon. But this ti, the scale is different.
Isn’t there just the right material?
“You should have asked soone you know.”
“…Yes, there are few people in the Pantheon who know of your existence? Do you know who I asked?”
“Roughly one of the bishops, I suppose?”
I shrugged my shoulders.
It’s not strange for a duke to have connections with such people.
Regardless of whether Agee Foris dislikes priests, there are temples and churches in his territory.
But not all bishops are the sa. Who would he think of when I hinted at that?
“Hmm…”
I have the material.
The material that I am being eroded by the ＜Eroding One＞.
Agee Foris knows what it ans to be alive after encountering that thing.
Isn’t it evident just by asking if it’s sothing that can be purified?
Agee Foris knows the ＜Eroding One＞. In such a situation, there is soone who suppressed that power. Then who could that person be?
– It’s not impossible. It’s just that very few people can do it.
The material is ready. It’s not difficult to piece together what kind of dish will co out when you see the ingredients.
If you have flour and eggs in front of you, and an oven nearby, what would you think of?
“…I interfered in a troubleso matter.”
Nine out of ten would think of bread.
As expected, Agee Foris assud I was sothing directly under the Pope.
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