Chapter 54: Successive murderers (Part 2) (Second update)
In the town of Kahn late at night, the lights are sparse and everything is silent.
After all, people in this medieval world were accustomed to "work at sunrise and rest at sunset."
Be active as soon as the sun rises, and prepare for rest as soon as the sun sets. This kind of lifestyle is simply because there is no cheap light source like modern industrial society. Although humans have had means of lighting at night since a long time ago, whether it is lamp oil, candles or torches, they are all very luxurious for ordinary people. Unless they are wealthy families, they cannot afford them at all.
Of course, in this fantasy world, there are cleaner and brighter magic lamps, but they are also much more expensive than oil lamps.
Since I don't have money to light a lamp, once it gets dark at night, I naturally can't work and have to go to sleep.
Even the pubs that provide people with nightlife are closed at around 8pm at most due to the high price of lamp oil.
Therefore, it was naturally dark in the empty city hall, and even the magic street light at the door was extinguished late at night.
However, in a temporarily arranged secret meeting room under the city hall, the lights were brightly lit at the moment. A dozen extravagant magic lamps illuminated this unusually spacious basement as bright as day.
Sitting on a back chair in the center of the basement was a handsome young man wearing an orange-red suit.
He is about two meters tall and has a lustrous light brown complexion. The slanted eyes, the straight bridge of the nose, the light-colored thin lips, and the gentle and friendly smile that always appeared on his face seemed to bring a sense of security to everyone who saw him. This appearance is indeed very similar to that of a human, but there is a decisive difference - the tail on the back and the dark wings all indicate the fact that he is not human.
He is the important leader of the Great Tomb of Nazarick, the commander of the undead army currently ravaging the kingdom, the demon gentleman Demiurge.
Overall, this is indeed a very gentlemanly guy.
A group of demons knelt at Demiurge's feet tremblingly, as if they didn't even dare to take a breath. Wang Qiu's incarnation of a tabby cat and several other max-level golem players registered by state civil servants sat silently in the corner, acting as observers of the meeting.
The last two trapped people, the twin sisters Cat Knight Rachel and Little Elf Flor, were also present with Wang Qiu.
"...Then, let's start regular meetings! First of all, Torture Demon, you have always been responsible for the breeding pasture of Two-Legged Sheep."
Demiurge, who was presiding over the meeting, said with a smile, his tone was very kind, as gentle as if it were slipping into his heart, it sounded comfortable and profound, "...Lord Ainz has always been concerned about the supply and inventory of magic parchment. How is the feeding situation of the two-legged sheep over there? ”
"...Yes, Lord Demiurge." The torture demon who was named immediately stood up and reported. He was a fat demon with a body like a butcher. He wore a black leather apron on his lower body, and his upper body was shirtless. Wearing a full-face-covering hood of a wrestler, and hanging from his belt were blood-stained daggers, axes, daggers and chain saws, he looked as terrifying as a perverted killer in a horror movie.
However, such a bloodthirsty strong man was as docile as a little rabbit in front of Demiurge:
"...I would like to report to you, your lord, that the production of parchment is going smoothly, and the number of two-legged sheep in captivity is also steadily increasing."
"...Very good!" Demiurge, with a gentle tone, opened his hands and smiled kindly, "...The quality of the few batches of parchment you have recently raised is very good. Lord Ainz is also very happy!"< br>
"...Thank you!" The Torture Demon was flattered.
"...Are the skinned two-legged sheep okay? We can't let them die so easily."
"...It's all okay. Because when I was peeling them, I immediately applied healing magic to them, so they can be peeled again the next day!"
——Due to his professional status, the Torture Demon is a demon that can use simple healing magic.
"...Really? But I really like to hear the beautiful cries of the two-legged sheep when they are skinned."
"...Then skin them and leave them without applying healing magic for the time being? Lord Demiurge?" the Torture Demon asked tentatively.
"...No, no, forget it. According to experiments, it seems that the skin peeled from young lambs is the most suitable for making high-quality parchment. And if it is a young kid, if If you don’t apply healing magic immediately, you may die soon.”
Demiurge said with a smile, "...As far as I know, fraternity is a very important thing. We cannot ignore the health of the two-legged sheep!"
"...Yes, follow the instructions carefully!"
"...So, have you encountered any difficulties recently?"
"...Well, although as long as healing magic is applied in time, you will not die and can be skinned repeatedly, but there are still many humans, uh, two-legged sheep who cannot bear the pain and go crazy or commit suicide. In addition, the supply of food I'm a little nervous too," Torture Demon said.
"...Oh, you are such a fragile low-level creature, you can't even endure being skinned. How do you deal with these problems? Torture Demon."
"...The humble job recycles their corpses and makes them into roasted meat or bacon to feed the newly caught two-legged sheep!"
"...Oh? They can also eat the same kind of meat?" Demiurge raised his eyebrows curiously.
"...In fact, as long as you hide it well, you can even eat the flesh of their children." The torture demon said with a smile.
"...Then let's continue like this? Huh? You seem to have something to say?" Demiurge suddenly noticed a female demon with horns and velvet raising her hand, and ended the conversation with the Torture Demon. , "...Then I'll let you speak first! What's the matter?"
"...It's about the human skin paper. Is it really okay not to tell Ainz-sama the truth? He seems to really think that Two-legged Sheep is a hybrid monster." The head of the man looked like a sheep, and he looked similar. The female demon who was looking at the giant stuffed toy asked in a timid manner.
"...You don't have to worry about such small things at all? The only thing that Ainz-sama attaches importance to is how to obtain excellent parchment that can be used to make magic scrolls. As for what this kind of paper is peeled off from, it is Just don’t pay too much attention to the details.”
Turning to look at the pieces of "parchment" that had just been piled in the corner of the conference room, Demiurge showed a pleased look. These skins were all skinned by the parents of the "young two-legged sheep", who were forced by the demons to peel off their own children with their own hands.
Just thinking about the scene at that time, the satisfied smile on Demiurge's face almost overflowed.
"...Indeed, Lord Ainz can sometimes be unexpectedly generous and extend his mercy to some boring and weak creatures. But he can also understand what is truly important and will definitely allow us to do this. Of course, in order to avoid affecting his mood, I sometimes have to say something disguised, so we can just pretend to be stupid, and you really don’t need to make a fuss.”
Demon Gentleman Demiurge continued to explain with a smile, "...By the way, Torture Demon, will your two-legged sheep breeding pasture be used by this village of Karn, um, or Karn?" Did the humans in the town find out?" He suddenly remembered something and turned around to ask the torture demon.
"...Don't worry, sir. This town is located fifty kilometers north of the fortress city of Rantel, and my Two-legged sheep ranch is located in the mountain forest southwest of the fortress city. It's more than seven days' walk away from here. distance.”
The Torture Demon hurriedly replied, "...It is impossible for them to break through the blockade of the undead army and go to such a distant place."
"...Well, that's good!" Demon Gentleman Demiurge nodded, "...Then, next is the succubus lady who presides over biological experiments. It's your turn. Since Lord Ainz wants to see a The hybrid monster that can be named "Two-Legged Sheep", we will let him fulfill his wish. I wonder what kind of good news you can let me hear?"
"...Yes!"
The person who stood up tremblingly to answer was a beautiful woman with a human-like appearance.
Huge black wings spread out on her back, but her body was almost naked, with only a tiny metal plate embedded in her crotch. That delicate face and graceful body are exuding an alluring fragrance, as if dyeing the air into a beautiful pink.
But at this moment, this beautiful creature was trembling all over, as if she had been thrown naked into a cold storage.
"… Sir, the cross-breeding experiment between humans and demihuman monsters is currently going smoothly. But unfortunately, the cycle from pregnancy to childbirth is difficult to shorten, so the results of the experiment cannot be obtained for a while. Please Give me a little more time..."
"...Of course, no problem! I will give you as much time as you want! The birth of a new life is a gratifying event, and the study of the birth of life is naturally sacred! You know, the research you are engaged in is a great breeding that breaks through species barriers. Experiment. Think about it! Human beings in this world can interact with each other. How sad it is that subhumans such as goblins and pig-headed people cannot form a relationship with humans just because of their different identities. Your research is to create new possibilities between humans and demihumans!”
With an expression of compassion and charity, Demiurge waved his arms and spoke like a missionary about the great significance of this hybrid experiment, which seemed to put the succubus lady at ease a little. But at the next moment, his tone suddenly changed, "...but-how did I hear rumors that the progress was not going well? So far, there is not even a single example of successful pregnancy! This is too outrageous Come on! ”
"...!!!"
The exposed succubus lady's shoulders suddenly trembled, and her whole body began to tremble as if she had malaria. The other demons who were waiting for the report began to quietly move away from her, fearing that they would also be affected.
"...How are you, Ms. Succubus? Is the hybridization experiment I asked you to take over going smoothly?"
"...Ha! The so-called smoothness cannot be said to be smooth..." Ms. Succubus was a little incoherent.
"...Well, he is an ineffective child! He still refuses to tell the truth! Are you also interested in becoming a test subject?
Demiurge was still smiling. It was an infinitely kind smile, but it made the succubus feel like he was falling into an ice cellar.
"... Hug, I'm sorry! The experiment of mixed monsters has been unsuccessful because the female goblins and pig-headed people did not actively cooperate! Unlike humans who can get pregnant all year round, if these female monsters refuse to enter estrus , then they won’t be pregnant! But, after applying charm magic to them and forcing mental interference, they started to make progress!" Ms. Succubus stammered.
"...Sigh, when I personally presided over the experiment, I let human women mate with male monsters, but those women all committed suicide. So I changed it to let human men mate with female monsters, but now you say that female monsters don't do it either. It’s really difficult to cooperate!”
Demiurge sighed helplessly, "...It seems that the aesthetics of various races are really different! Even the most handsome human man may be extremely ugly in the eyes of a female pig-headed man. Maybe! Haha, such a hybrid is really interesting..."
——Because of this, Demiurge feels infinite happiness. As a demon, he has always liked all kinds of painful wails. He likes the wails caused by physical pain, but he also dislikes the wails caused by mental breakdown.
"…Then, what about the human male who is the father?"
"...It's not good either, Lord Demiurge. Human beings are more mentally fragile. After letting them push down the sow-headed man, various problems such as self-mutilation, impotence and suicide appeared... ...To do this, I had to use permanent magic to reduce their intelligence..."
"...Tsk, tsk, I prefer the whine when they wake up from the charm and find themselves riding behind the female monster!"
Demiurge said with a smile, he always had a smile on his face. And that smile gets even brighter when you say evil things.
"...By the way. Let's add the female Minotaur we captured last time to the experiment! It will definitely be interesting..."
"...Yes! What a great idea. I will observe the opportunity and try to add it to the plan!"
Listening to the succubus lady's assurance, Demiurge smiled with satisfaction once again. However, Ms. Succubus also made a request, "...But, I need more healthy humans as test subjects, both men and women..."
"...This seems a bit difficult to handle! In order to ensure the supply of parchment, it is difficult to reduce the number of two-legged sheep in captivity..."
Demiurge reached out and touched his chin and muttered, "...I haven't captured nearly any prisoners recently..."
At the same time, Wang Qiu, the tabby cat mage who had been listening to these numbing and inhumane issues, almost had his hair standing on end, suddenly felt something and looked up at the ceiling above his head, "...Eh. ? Strange, someone seems to have broken in, meow? " The little fairy Fuluoer, who was no longer willing to stay in this terrifying atmosphere, quickly flapped her wings and flew into the sky, flying towards the secret exit of the basement, "...A thief came in? Huh? I'll do it right away. Go up and take a look first! Come along quickly!”