Chapter 265
Butcher Demon
[1]Gourd Koma, a horse comes from a gourd: something very unexpected, something said as a joke actually happening.
When I take a closer look, I discover itâs my revolver. I really missed it. It feels extremely good in my hand. Isnât my stuff being utilized too much, like, that sniper rifle is also mine right?
After putting the revolver in my bag, I picked up the knife that had most likely been used to stab me and returned my attention to my second target.
Yasmin was only a few steps away from the exit.
âStopâ¦â¦â¦â¦donât come closer!â
I suppose her crumpled physique made it difficult for her to move quickly. Even I, who was limping and struggling to move, was able to easily catch up with her.
The black pieces of scattered flesh were swarming around her main body like a swarm of slugs. It made her look even more dreadful and miserable.
Yasmin turned her eyes to me. Her beautiful face was now squishy.
ââI abandoned my birth world and devoted this lifetime to assisting him in destroying his enemy. Our objectives and goals are same. In this conflict, we have done nothing to harm the inhabitants of Earth as a whole. Are you going to overlook my achievements and shun me simply because I am of a different species? How heinous and self-righteous are you? You are no better than livestock in my perspective.â
âNow, I can see what youâre saying. But I am a butcher now, Iâm at odds with both Earth and Miforsis humans but I also have friends on both sides too. It makes no difference what race I am.â
âSo is it my fault that you are in this state now? That would be a reproach. Without me, you would have died in the streets long ago without being picked up by Garnier. You had every opportunity to quit Fox, yet you opted to stay and join that group. At the end of the day, itâs all your choice, which lead to what you are now, saying itâs all my responsibility is nonsense.â
âThat is, to a somewhat extent, correct. The aliens were the ones that transformed me into a butcher. I donât believe it was you. In fact, I donât remember you at all.â
âThen why?â
âBut what pisses me off is still pissing me off. I have to kill you.â
âThatâsâ¦â¦â
Yasmin was at a loss for words at my strong-willed rhetoric.
âI swore on my last breath that Iâd exact my revenge on you. So this is a task Iâve set for myself. I donât need any more justification.â
âAre you crazy⦠did you go insane because of that body?â
âThatâs outrageous. Iâm recovered now.â
âThenââ
âA mission is nothing more than a promise. Isnât keeping promises the single most crucial proof of a personâs humanity? What other creature besides a human can make a promise? Donât you find it absurd when someone promises something to a person and later claims that promise was never made since that person is dead? Even if the person dies, the promise lives on. I will fulfill my own. Iâm going to prove my worth. It is the only way of life that I am proud of.â
Yasminâs mouth gaping, she was unable to deny the fair arguments I offered to her. That was a little surprising.
âI guess something was stuck a cord in her as well.
I crouched down on top of Yasmin.
At that moment, I am naked. I can feel the throbbing sensation in my chest like a man would feel when he lays his lover on the bed. the moment when such a long-time love is about to get fulfilled.
âThanks for the food.â
I stretched out my black tongue.
âNo, stopâ¦â¦..â
*Lick* I Scoop her with my tongue. Itâs time for a feastâ-
âUuuâ-â
Yasminâs distorted face becomes even more horrified.
âUwaaaaaaaâ!!â
She extended her viscous fluid in an attempt to get inside me again. The scene was more like a madness than an agonizing one. She looks like a damsel who canât bear the pain of losing her virginity, and it makes me smile.
But, itâs too slow. Itâs nothing at all when I know whatâs coming.
*lick* *lick*
One scoop at a time.
It stinks. bleh.
Then, Yasmin pleaded desperately. Shaking her nearly dissolving head.
âI can change you back!!â
The feast stopped.
It was a completely unexpected and outrageous idea.
âThink about it! I am the only one who is knowledgeable about both Mifosis and Earth technology, as well as many hypotheses! I am the only one who knows how to make golems using alchemy and soul alteration. I am well-versed in the resources of both worlds! I am the only one who has reached the realm of the gods!! I have experience in robots, biotechnology, and nanotechnology!! I am the only one!!
âYou can do that?â
I was starting to like the butcherâs body. It was a little late for that, but my curious mind was aroused.
âOf course, itâs a piece of cake!!â
âSpecifically how are you going to do it.â
âIâm going to use homunculus to create your new body!!â
Yasmin raised the tone of her voice as if she had been waiting for it.
âNigel, your body is nothing more than a cocoon. You are the one who gathers and stores the life of the planet to pass on to the next generation! They fed you the real Nigelâs body when they put your soul in the butcher. So this body has Nigelâs genes left in it. I can make a body for your soul with that and the homunculus!â
Ho, hoâ¦.
Homunculus, a mysterious word againâ¦
âYou mean clones?â
I asked, and she nodded cockily.
âYesâ¦â¦ but not reallyâ¦â¦.but almost the same!â
âBut clone might be a problem.â
âA homunculus is nothing more than a vessel! Donât forget that I am the inventor of the Translinger! I can easily transform it into a device for that with the correct application â if you give me a few yearsâ¦â¦ No, if you give me a year!⦠I can do it! I swear!!â
â Really?
Hmmm⦠but it doesnât seem to be a completely nonsense, does it?
Hmmmâ¦â¦.
âStop.â
As I pondered, I heard Abigailâs voice.
âStop, Gevaudan. Donât kill that woman. We may not like it, but sheâs the only clue we have!!â
Abigail ran over to me and stood behind me, waving her hands toward Fox and the four girls.
ââYou all stay out of it!! we might be able to get Nigel back!!â
The Foxâs woman that carrying a pistol winced and lowered it.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
The four girls also looked at each other and didnât make a move. They all looked at Natsukiâs face. Since we are talking in human language, no matter how hard Natsuki tries, she canât convey all the details of the conversation to the four girls.
I growled.
At that moment, I thought I saw Yasmin giggle from the corner of my eye. I caught a glimpse of the satisfaction of someone who has gained the upper hand in negotiations.
ââI wonât lie since itâs an exchange for my life. Iâll make arrangements with Penrose regarding your actions and Abigailâs situation. I promise to serve you, Nigel. I have my motives for wanting to do this task, Nigel.â
It is truly a gourd koma[1].
There was no way to know its authenticity. There was no materials to judge, but Yasminâs enthusiasm seems genuine. She also appears to be dealing with an emotional reaction. But because of that, we cannot rule out the possibility that she is lying to get out of this moment. If we let her go and she goes straight into hiding, there is nothing we can do. Because I heard that she can take on any form she wants.
The idea of branding her was also on my mind, but I know from the cases of Yufan and Garnier that there are some who can counteract this power. It was not a perfect measure.
The best thing to do would be to keep her in my stomach, thoughâ¦â¦.
But if I do it now, it would make Abigail very sad. I was certain of that.
I honestly didnât care if she can revert me to my original form or not, but I just donât want to see her cry anymore.