This was the area of the town that was the nebulous border to the slum area, a large open area underground.
This was the place a bunch of thugs gathered called ăThe Slugsă, who used this like an event hall.
They had carved the place out almost like an arena, and in the middle was something that looked like a ring cut into the ground. On the ceiling above the ring were things not unlike monitors showing everything going on.
Also, there were rich people in suits and dresses who were seated around as customers, with masks on their faces so no one could recognize them.
It was a strange sight. However, the atmosphere was even stranger.
ăăOkay everyone, letâs get ready! Tonightâs going to be one crazy festival! Get ready to scream, boo, and make some money, okay?!ăă
ăăăRooooooaaarrrr!ăăă
Everyone was really fired up about the show they were about to see, and the masses in the place were undulating like snakes.
Even looking at that, even if it were kids that didnât know the difference, there was something very different about this crowd and this scene.
ăUGaaaaaahhhh!!ă
ăHuhff?ă
ăăAhhh! From the blue corner Wolf Mask has struck the otherâs face with his fist! The Bear Mask of the red corner is stumbling!ăă
ăHey! Go get him Wolf Mask! I got a lot of money on you, bastard! Donât make a fool of me!ă
ăHo ho ho, good job, there you go, heâs scared now so break one of his arms, at least!ă
Spit burst from his mouth, and while all the masses stared at the eyes deep within those masks, the two men with torn, dirty clothes went at each other, punching away.
There were about 100 rich-types that were seated a bit away from the ring, while the dirty skeleton of a ring hosted an illegal mix of aăbetting showăand aăfight to the deathă.
It wasnât rare to see a place like this where people bet on fights.
There were none in the imperial country, but the emperorâs had a colluseum with a lot of large fights and people enjoyed going to see them.
However, what was different was that this emperorâs colluseum ended in submission or knock out, so neither of them ended in the fighter dying.
ăFuh, fuh, Ugaaaahhhh!ă
ăSâŠstopâŠGyaaaahhh!!ă
ăăBear Mask cannot stand! Wolf Mask has put his eyes out!!ăă
The purpose was to kill in the most gruesome was possible, so the fighters that did so and won were awarded additional prizes.
ăGuwaahhh, ahh, no, guwaaahhhh!ă
ăăThis is bad! Heâs been blinded and is now spinning around, grabbing for something!ăă
ăHeh hee, this way Iâm going to get a lot of âRamuneâ from the money I get, Gyah hah hah.ă
The warriors themselves didnât gather there to fight, nor were they fighting slaves, but the ăSlugsăgave them all loads of drugs called ăRamuneă.
Then,
ăăRamuneeeeeee, Ramune!ăă
ăăHelp, heeelp! BâŠbrother!ăă
âŠafter that, it just became a fight between equals that devolved into a horrific show.
At the end of the room, from a distance place we watched the boring spectacle with cold eyes.
ăDammit, what a crappy show to have as a hobby.ă
This black-as-sin show I was watching caused me to speak.
ăWell, itâs not really different from what weâre doing.ă
ăI resent being called the same as guys that go crazy all they want thoughâŠă
Even with a sigh, I had to admit that if others saw what I was doing, theyâd call it similar.
Well, it wasnât right, or a clean thing to do, but I couldnât help it as my opponent in this case was way worse.
And it wasnât that I didnât like doing it eitherâŠ
ăWell, this really is a terrible world, right?ă
ăItâs okay. I know that I picked the right person to work for. Iâm not going to just pick anyone to work with, after allăShuria said.
ăAnd you said it yourself, Master. We decide not to kill a bunch of people in this revenge so it didnât end up like that over here!ă
ăLearn wisdom by the follies of others, right? I see, itâs a good expression.ă
The border of revenge and needless cruelty.
We drew that line first, but havenât we already crossed it?
Maybe weâre just monsters that have jumped through that hoop already without noticing?
For example, yes, I felt guilty when I involved innocent trade companies in this.
Thatâs honestly how I felt.
Revenge doesnât allow you to justify everything you do.
ăâŠă
Looking around, I could see all the enticing black desires that turned man into monster.
We looked something like that, but it was something we had to do after deciding who to avenge.
ăNo, we came here for revenge. We didnât come to take out trash. Change of plan, donât pay attention to the crowd.ă
I wanted to kill all the trash gathered there to watch, but there was no ăand alsoăto revenge.
There was no way to fix the world through doing something about them.
If we went to attack these bad people, it would mean justice was meaningless.
We had to allocate all of our power to get rid of the ăSlugsă.
If we didnât, all of itâs meaningless.
ăHmâŠI think these people watching have the same guilt as that Grond pig, we wonât be the same type of evil if we kill them all.ă
ăI think the same as Shuria, but whatever the master says, Iâll do. What he says is weird, but I knew that was also true from the beginning.ă
ăâŠă
ăKaito, buddy, you have a strange way of making sense. Itâs the bald truth, thereâs no doubt.ă
ăWhy is it that you worry about meaningless things sometimes?ă
I remembered that Leticia mentioned that about me frequently.
Maybe I think about it too much? No, I think Iâm right.
What is more dangerous, more than guilt or confusion, is when you feel nothing.
Thatâs when your feelings of revenge get crushed by nothingness.
ăâŠokay, letâs do it. Forget the spectators, and instead, in order to put fear into the Slugsâ hearts souls and minds, kill them!ă
ăAs you wish, master.ă
ăRoger that.ă
They both replied.
ăCould you wait a second first?ă
The one calling out was the guy preparing the next match.
He had a polite tone, but there was something still vulgar about him that he hadnât gotten rid of. He was a thug that was first someone covered in blood and violence.
I understood that these loser thugs had learned to act like honorable men in order to talk to these high-class folks correctly.
(Itâs not something they have to do in an arena like thisâŠbut itâs easy to tell who they are, so it helps.)
ăI guess we do change a lot, huh?ă
Because of that, the guy came to speak with us, I guess.
ăJust do whatever you want. If weâre going to get this whole revenge ball rollingâŠă
ăYouâre notâŠa customer, what are youâŠGah!!ă
ăJust smile silently while you cut them down.ă
I grabbed hold of the face of this thug that must have felt uncalm about our presence, and blew him through the central screen of the arena with all the magical power I could muster.
ăWh, what the hell was that?!ă
ăWhat the? Whatâs happening?!ă
The thug flew in a straight line, exploding with the destruction of the magic monitor.
The crashing sound was humongous and what happened to the thug reminded me that the human body really is made mostly of water.
Pieces of the monitor fell bit by bit into the ring, with pieces of thug-meat accompanying them.
ăKYaaaaahhhh!!ă
ăQuiet down! Calm down everyone!ă
ăMove! Out of the way!ă
In front of this strange event, panic broke out as the spectators rushed for the doors.
ăThey decide quickly! They can sniff out oncoming disaster quite well.ă
We were on the opposite side of the exits watching the crowds scramble away, as space quickly opened up.
There were a few thugs left here and theyâre trying to look rough, but the crowd was pretty much gone.
ăI guess we should use this fighting arena now that weâre here.ă
ăWeâve got the room, and the irony makes it funny too.ă
ăOkay then.ă
Minnalis nodded and we moved to the middle ring.
We stood on the hard floor, as the cold, dry air surrounded us.
ăJust like a movie or action show, huh?ă
The walkway to the ring was made so that unauthorized people werenât allowed on. Because there was no one there anymore, a bunch of guys in black suits showed up to fight.
ăHey, asshats, you made a mess of our show, so you know what we gotta do to you, right?!ă
One guy that used the mic to gear up the crowd yelled at us.
It was a voice with a funny feeling to it, heavy and growling.
ăWhat a surprise, a bunch of black cockroaches to fight with.ă
ăYeah, good expression there, Shuria.ă
I mean, I really didnât notice that they looked like that myself.
Talking about it calmly seemed to rub these guys the wrong way, and we could see their faces get red with anger.
ăWhaaaa?! Why are you so relaxed?! You canât win against this many of us!! We may be as many as ants so donât think youâre something after just beating one of us!!ă
ăHey, youâve got to fire each other up by acting tough, but you canât defend against us being fired up!ă
ăWhat the hell does that mean!?ă
ăStill yelling like that again? Well, since all your capillaries are going to burst yelling like that, it means youâre stupider than bugs! No place in the world for you!ă
ăWhatâŠyouâŠyou bastards!ă
It was hard to find thugs this simple nowadays.
If they were just acting and getting their faces that red and eyes that full of blood, they deserve Oscars for that performance.
ăI mean, you guys canât even see straight.ă
ăWhaaa?ă
ăCalmed down? Us? How are you going to say that about us after seeing us, huh?ă
MeâŠor MinnalisâŠor Shuria.
The voices in my head were telling me to kill them now.
I wanted to jump out of myself, like a hot sharp rock that sprung from my body.
Jump out and strike, but since I was now controlled by a cool composure, I could just barely keep myself calm enough.
âbut.
ăWeâll leave all those fat rich pigs alone. Theyâre trash, but they have nothing to do with us this timeâŠbutâŠă
âbut, it doesnât matter now.
ăYou guys, weâre not letting go.ă
âfrom now on, we donât have to hold back.
ăEven if youâre worthless, the lowest, it doesnât matter. Weâre not letting you go because youâre low-level.ă
ă!?ă
They were a step up to Grond, and that step had to be eliminated by me.
âŠthatâs why, there was an unbearable evil in what I said to them.
âăCrush all of them to death.ă
ăEek, wha? Agh, gyeeee!!ă
I stabbed a finger through a guyâs eye socket and threw him down to the ground.
Thud, he hit the ground with the sound of a dropped wrecking ball, and then silence returned.
ăThis is a convenient world though.ă
I picked up half his fallen body and smiled at the rest.
ăAll of you, from the weak to the strong. Iâm going to crush you with all my might.ă
ăGyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa??!ă
I stomped a foot down on his leg, and ripped his arm out of its socket with a squishing rip.
RipâŠand the blood spewed forth and hit my cheek.
There was no more reason to hold back.
I looked up at rest, as they looked at what was left of their companion in a mix of confusion and fear, and once more, I smiled at them.
â
Splish, the sound of blood falling, and its warm heat echoing.
It was like something ancient, recorded in days of old.
In the middle of it, IâŠwe were the ones laughing.
ăBrother look, this vegetable is in the shape of a sword!ă
ăItâs okay, brother is careful.ă
ăLetâs go, brother! Youâre a B-RankâŠno an A-rank adventurer, so youâre going to be famous!ă
âŠyeah, so why did I end up like this?
No idea, no idea, no idea.
Why am I in this place?
Why, in front of me, is my dead brother there?
Why is my hand covered with such red blood, my brothers?
That place is almost like the lid to hell itself.
Thereâs a body roll thatâs lost its human shape.
Within that dead body somewhere is the person that I thought was my brother, but maybe heâs out of pain now.
ăâŠhah hah, no wayâŠno way.ă
Why am I thinking about it like this now?
Did my medicine wear off? Then why, in this instant?
Why, if my brother was a little faster, then it would be, it would be me who would have been killed.
Even so, even if I had stayed crazy, this, this!!
ăâŠă
When I noticed, I saw the head of the lid to hell standing.
He looked down on us coldly, and he didnât seem the type that could have created this cruelty, as he was covered in a calm light.
ăPlease, kill me. I have no way to be saved, so kill me.ă
I canât take it, this world. I canât take it anymore.
ăYou donâtâŠwant to get revenge?ă
ăâŠno. Iâll only be like this right now. And you canât help me. Right?ă
ăâŠă
I had given up yet wanted to be saved, and the man frowned at me.
ăHah hah, whatâs with the face?ă
In order for him to do all this without pause meant Satan himself has somehow taken the shape of a human.
ăIf Iâm going to die either way, Iâd rather be killed by you. I donât want to take those drugs any more.ă
ăâŠI see.ă
He closed his eyes for a moment, and then opened them silently.
And all I could see was dark, dark, dark flames.
ăThen relax and die. Iâm going to kill all of you anway.ă
ăHeh, hah hah hah, okay then. Iâll be waiting for you in hell.ă
I just had to laugh, and it was the first time in a while I felt that way.
I couldnât remember laughing like that.
Fwoom, a light hit, and it was the simple sword that the man held.
He raised it up, and the man was bathed in a beautiful black flame.
ăWhy did it happen like this?ă
It was the last thing I said, as my world closed in darkness.
â
ăGeezâŠă
I had cut the guy in half with the ăBeginning Spirit Bladeă.
In front of me was a guy deep into Ramune, a crazy human.
ăThat whole thing about being sober when you dieâŠwhateverâŠă
What I couldnât save was who was here from when I arrived at this time. I knew the two who had gotten in the ring couldnât be saved, and we werenât the compassionate type.
All of the co-conspirators we had met had all left out of the exits.
And even more, in the very last instant, I didnât want ărevengeăbut toăsaveă.
But it was too late.
Someone who just gives up on revenge canât just take henchmen. For example, even when you feel like you need to deal out death, you have to kill the person that wants death.
Because of that, if you donât kill, your sense of revenge is lost and you only think about not doing it.
His feeling of revenge was a bit too shallow for us.
ăWell, even so. Weâll avenge you too.ă
It was too much and too heavy to walk away from. Already one or two, and it was increasing more and more.
ăâŠhah hah.ă
I let out another smile and laugh.
ăHeh heh hah hah hah hah hahâŠahhh, Iâm fired up now!~ Letâs go onto the next one, you two! I canât wait one second before wanting to kill him again!ă
ăAs you wish, master.ă
ăOkay, Kaito.ă
Onto the next one then.
The lid to hell for these Slugs was still open, and they still needed to drink.
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