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Chapter 73

The Capital City of the Kingdom Part 13

Translators: Frostfire10, Skythewood

 

 

“Now . ”

 

 

 Sebas faced the heavy steel door near where he picked up Tsuare . It was made of wood sheathed in metal plates, making it both thick and heavy . It was immediately apparent that an ordinary human being would have a lot of trouble breaking this door down without tools .

 Sebas grabbed the doorknob and turned .

 It stopped halfway through its turn . Naturally, the door to an underground enterprise like this would be locked .

 

“I am not adept at opening locks . However… It can’t be helped . I’ll do it my way . ”

 

 Sebas muttered to himself in frustration, and turned the knob again . If there was an observer, they would think that he simple turned the knob . That was how gentle he was . There was no way he used an unnatural level of force .

 However, the power in the turn .

 How much would it be if measured? It would probably be outside the realm of human possibility .

 

 The sound of metal being twisted rang in the room, the knob could not bear the pressure, deformed, and broke . Sebas then opened the door . He was not finished with the door, and put more force into it .

 The hinges shrieked as they were torn from the wall .

 A thick metal door with a large weight— A door made with the intention of protection, was pulled apart with nonsensical strength .

 

“What… the hell…?”

 

 Behind the door was a straight path, and a bearded and muscular man who poked his head out of the inner door was at a loss for words .

 That was natural .

 If there was an old man holding a thick metal door with a single hand, everyone would make that expression . Especially those who knew how much it weighed .

 

“The door was rusty, so I had to use a bit of force to open it . For the customers, you should probably oil the hinges . ”

 

 As Sebas spoke to the man, he threw the door behind him . The door that seemed like paper in Sebas’ hands returned to its original weight in midair and created a large clamour as it hit the floor .

 The man was completely frozen in shock .

 Sebas used that time to continue to proceed inside the room .

 

“—Oi, what was that?”

“—The hell was that noise?!”

 

 More male voices came from behind the first one .

 However, the man facing Sebas did not bother about them . Instead, he addressed Sebas .

 

“…Er… W-welcome?”

 

 Completely baffled, the man stood stock still as Sebas walked up to him . The people working here were used to violence . However, the scene before him far exceeded what he had encountered in his accumulated experiences .

 The man smiled to Sebas in an ingratiating manner, ignoring the shouted queries of his colleagues from behind him . His survival instinct told him that the best choice here was to get into Sebas’ good graces .

 Or no, perhaps he had reacted like this because he had deceived himself into thinking Sebas was the butler of one of the customers here .

 

 The sight of a big, bearded man trying to keep a twitching smile on his face was quite hard to bear .

 That was true even for Sebas .

 

 Sebas smiled .

 

 That smile was gentle and compassionate .

 Yet, there was no trace of goodwill in his eyes .

 

“Could I trouble you to let me pass?”

 

 Thump .

 Or rather, it was more of a splat .

 

 A human flew, and the sound made on top of that .

 He was a muscular man in armor . He weighed 85 kilograms at the very least .

 He now spun through the air like some kind of joke, flying to the side at speeds invisible to the naked eye . His body savagely impacted the nearby wall with a wet splattering sound .

 The entire building shook violently, as though a giant’s fist had struck it .

 

 Since the obstructing man was gone, Sebas entered from the open door . Closing the door behind him, he looked across the room in a graceful manner .

 It felt more like he was walking through an empty house than invading an enemy base .

 

 There were two men within .

 Their attentions were stolen by the crimson flower splattered across the wall . The smell of blood told of what it was .

 The smell of cheap alcohol hung in the air, a scent which one would never find in Nazarick .

 Sebas went over the information he had obtained from Tsuare and the assassin, then tried to figure out the building’s structure . Her memories were spotty and she had not recalled anything important, but she had told Sebas that the actual establishment was located underground .

 He looked to the ground . However, the trapdoor leading underground was cunningly concealed, and Sebas could not find it .

 

 Still, if he could not find it, then all he had to do was ask someone who knew where it was .

 Sebas did such a natural thing .

 

“Excuse me . I’d like to ask you a question?”

“Aiiiiieee!”

 

 The man he addressed immediately responded with a hoarse scream . It would seem that he had no intention of putting up a fight .

 One man entered . Basically the strongest man amongst the three of them was killed by this old man .

 If they normally met him, they would not be in fear . However, facing a monster that could easily blow away a man and make mincemeat of him using a wall, a 60 centimetre weapon could not give them the courage to face him . No, that would not be courage but stupidity .

 The fact that Sebas was a simple old man with a great bearing only increased their fear . If he were a monster even in appearance, they would think ah that’s how it is, so the fact that he seemed human only served to increase the strangeness .

 As the men trembled, they stuck to the wall, doing their utmost best to move away from Sebas .

 

“I have business downstairs, so could you please tell me how to get there?”

“…That, that’s…”

 

 This would be betrayal . It would not be strange for them to turn into targets themselves .

 The man was still hesitating over whether or not to speak when Sebas cut through his reluctance with his next words .

 

“There are two of you . ”

 

 The man’s forehead broke out in oily sweat, and his back shuddered .

 Since there were two, one was unnecessary . The monster in front of him made its decision .

 

“Ah, ah . ”

“There! There is a hidden door!”

 

 Due to fear, one of the men could not speak, and in that time, the other man shouted in a large voice . The man who could not speak began glaring daggers at the other man . They were eyes of a man who knew that he lost the chance to survive to another person .

 On the other hand, the man who spoke had eyes of superiority .

 

“So it’s there . ”

 

 If one knew about it and looked, they could indeed see the seams in the floor .

 

“I see, you have my gratitude . ”

 

 Sebas had a happy smile on his face, giving the man he spoke to hope .

 He would run away with all his might, and when dawn broke he would leave the capital . He would clean up his act so as to not meet with another man like him . He had some savings . While surviving on that he would look for a job .

 He regretted his life until now, and made a promise to a god he did not believe in until now that he would live a new life . If one made of ranking of belief of those in the capital, this man would be quite high in the rankings .

 However, in the end, his life until now was filled with dirt .

 

“Your usefulness to me is now at an end . ”

 

 Sebas smiled, and the man realised would happen to him after those words . His face turned gray and he trembled uncontrollably . Still, he clung to a faint hope and cried .

 

“Please, please don’t, don’t kill me!”

“No . ”

 

 The room froze . The men’s eyes opened wide . As if they heard words they could not believe .

 Sebas turned his head . The joints of his neck grinded together .

 

“But I told you, didn’t I? Please, I’ll do anything, just spare me!”

“Indeed you did . However…” Sebas sighed deeply and shook his head . “I cannot . ”

“Are… are you kidding me?”

“You can take it as a jest if you wish . However, the outcome will still be the same, no?”

“…Oh… god…”

 

 Sebas recalled the tragic state of Tsuare when he had rescued her, and he narrowed his eyes .

 What right did villains have to beg the gods for aid? More to the point, Sebas’ gods were the 41 Supreme Beings . The man’s plea was like an insult to them .

 

“You reap what you sow . ”

 

 Those words, as cold and hard as steel, slashed through all hope and made the man painfully aware of his own demise .

 Would he choose to fight, or would he choose flight? Given only an instant to decide, the man chose immediately—

 

 He chose flight .

 They could see the result of fighting such a monster . In that case, they might as well flee . Doing so would grant them a faint possibility of survival . They was correct to think that way .

 Several seconds, no, for one second, they extended their lives .

 

 The men ran towards the door . Sebas caught up with them in an instant, and their body whirled . A swift wind blew across the men’s head, and their bodies collapsed like a puppet whose strings had been cut . Two balls hit the wall and slid to the ground, trailing blood in its wake .

 A moment later, the men’s headless bodies spewed a geyser of blood from its neck, covering the ground in gore .

 

“… . If you thought about the things you did until now, it should be obvious what happens to you right?” Sebas gazed into midair . “I pray that you do not turn into that… . Now . ”

 

 Sebas slowly walked, avoiding the blood splatter . The feat of decapitating someone with a roundhouse kick would have required incredible strength and speed, but the most impressive thing was that Sebas’ shoes had not been stained at all .

 Sebas kicked in the hidden door in the floor .

 First, there was the sound of metal components breaking . Then, there was a large hole in the ground . The smashed door slid down the stairs below with a resonant crash .

 

 

 ◆

 

 

 It was a small room .

 The only furniture in this almost-empty room was a cabinet and a bed .

 The mattress was not a simple mass of straw bedding, but an actual cotton-stuffed mattress . It was well made, of the sort that noble homes might use . However, this mattress was designed for functionality and so it looked plain, without any decorating and would not be used by nobles .

 A naked man sat on the mattress .

 



 He was well into his middle years, and gluttony had made his frame flabby .

 His looks had originally been average at best, but putting on the pounds had made him that much uglier . He looked like a pig from every angle . Even though he was a pig, he did not have a shard of a pig’s intelligence, and was one in the sense of an insult .

 His name was Bloom Havish .

 

 He raised his fist— and punched down onto the mattress .

 The sound of flesh striking flesh rang forth .

 

 A look of delight blossomed on Bloom’s face . The sensation of smashing flesh travelled up his arm, and his body shivered even as goosebumps of pleasure sprouted on him .

 

 Bloom was pressing down a naked woman .

 Her face was swollen and bruised, and the skin was flecked with spots of blood . Her nose was broken and the blood leaking from it had clotted on her skin . Her lips and eyelids were similarly swollen, completely distorting her originally beautiful face, There were bruises on the rest of her body, but the damage was worst on her face .

 She had been trying to protect her face with her hands until just now, but now her arms lay limp on the bed . Her hair spread out messily on the mattress, like it was floating in water .

 The woman seemed to be unconscious .

 The sheets around them were stained with old, dried blood .

 

“Oi, what’s with you? Tired already? Huh?!”

 

 Bloom raised his fist and punched downwards .

 With a thud, his fist connected with her cheekbone, and pain surged up Bloom’s hand .

 His face twisted .

 

“Cheh . That hurt, you bitch!”

 

 He angrily punched her again .

 The mattress creaked in time with the thud of flesh striking flesh . Her swollen skin split, staining his knuckles with blood . Said blood splattered stickily onto the mattress, dying it with carmine spots .

 

“……Uuuu . ”

 

 The woman no longer struggled despite the beating . Non-stop bludgeoning like this could end up killing someone . However, the woman had survived, but not because Bloom had been merciful . Rather, it was because the woman’s death did not concern him . All that was needed was to pay to dispose of the problem .

 The woman clung to life because the mattress had dissipated the force of the blows . Had she been beaten while lying on a harder bed, she might well be dead by now .

 In truth, Bloom had beaten several women to death in this place .

 wever, he had to pay for the cleanup every time he killed someone, which strained his wallet . Thus, he unconsciously went easy on them .

 

 As he looked down at the woman’s unmoving face, Bloom licked his lips .

 This brothel was perfect for satisfying unique sexual fetishes . Normal bordellos would not permit their customers to do such things .  No, they might, but it would be expensive . If it were a noble with territory, they could use a reason and take a commoner to do it .

 However, he could not do that .

 Bloom used to be a commoner .

 He was simply picked by his noble master, and was chosen . Thus even if he were given money, he could not gain territory .

 

 Life was good when slavery had been permitted .

 Slaves were a form of property, and people who manhandled them had been scorned . It was just like how others would roll their eyes at people who threw their money around .

 However, slaves had been the only way for someone like Bloom, with his special  sexual preferences, to satisfy his desires .

 On top of that being stolen, to Bloom, he had no other place to release . If he did not know about this place, what would he do?

 

 It was correct for him to agree to work with his noble master .

 Normally, Bloom did not have the status to enter this shop, and entered due to his authority and faked an identity .

 

“Thank you— my master . ”

 

 A look of calm came over Bloom’s eyes . It was hard to imagine that he could be so grateful to his liege given his personality and his sexual proclivities .

 However—

 The embers of a flame blazed up in the depths of his belly— the flames of wrath .

 This emotion was directed at the woman who had deprived him of slaves with which to satisfy his lusts .

 

“—That bitch!”

 

 His face turned red with anger, and his eyes were bloodshot .

 He imagined the face of the Royal whom he should have been serving, the Princess, on the body of the woman beneath him . Bloom gathered the anger within himself into his fist, and laid into the helpless woman .

 Fresh blood flew with every blow he struck .

 

“If only, if only I could smash that face of hers! How good would that feel!”

 

 He rained punch after punch into the woman’s face .

 His fist struck her cheek, and a surprising quantity of blood spurted from between the woman’s swollen lips . Perhaps she had cut the inside of her mouth on her teeth .

 The woman’s sole response to this beating was to tremble slightly .

 

“—Huu… huu…”

 

 After a few more strikes, Bloom was panting as his shoulders rose and fell . His body and forehead were slick with sweat .

 Bloom looked at the woman he had pinned underneath him . Her condition could only be described as “tragic”, and she was close to death at this point . What lay there was a puppet whose strings had been cut .

 Bloom swallowed audibly .

 Nothing pleased him more than to rape a battered and bloody woman . The prettier she had originally been, the better . There was no better way to satisfy his sadistic desires than to destroy something beautiful .

 

“If only I could fuck that woman like this…”

 

 Bloom thought of the haughty features which belonged to the young lady of the house which he had just visited . She was as beautiful as the Princess, who was herself known as the most beautiful woman in the Kingdom .

 Of course, Bloom was very clear that he would not have the chance to abuse such a high-class lady . The only people Bloom could indulge his fetishes with were the dregs of humanity who had been dumped into this brothel, to be used and then discarded .

 Such a beautiful woman would surely be bought up by a wealthy and powerful noble for a huge sum . Of course, Bloom had to move so that that will happen .

 



“How I wish I could beat up a woman like that, beat her to death . ”

 

 How happy and satisfied would he be if he could do that?

 Of course, that was nothing more than a madman’s ravings .

 

 Bloom looked down at the woman crushed beneath him . Her bare bosom was moving slightly . He smiled lewdly as he confirmed that fact .

 Bloom reached down to grab the woman’s breasts, deforming the soft flesh between his fingers . There was no kindness, and only had force . There was only pain .

 The woman did not react at all . She was on the verge of death and could not respond to such trivial pain . The woman Bloom was squeezing differed from a doll only in the softness of her body .

 

 However, Bloom was somewhat dissatisfied by her lack of resistance .

 

 Save me .

 Spare me .

 I’m sorry .

 Please stop .

 

 The woman’s cries echoed in Bloom’s mind .

 

 Should he have fucked her while she still had the strength left to scream?

 Bloom continued squeezing her breasts, a vague sense of regret in his heart .

 

 Most of the women who had been sent to this brothel were no longer in a right state of mind . They had chosen to run away from reality . When one took that into consideration, the woman chosen to serve Bloom today had been better off than most .

 

“Was that woman like this too?”

 

 The woman who escaped appeared in Bloom’s mind . There were several problems, but as an external member he did not know much .  He had no interest in what happened to the brothel employee who had let her go .

 However, when he thought of the butler he had encountered during his visit, Bloom could not suppress the mocking laughter in his heart .

 That thing had coupled with countless men, and even with female or nonhuman partners . There was no point in protecting her at all . And yet that old butler had said he was willing to pay hundreds of gold coins for her . It was a miracle he had not laughed out loud on the spot .

 Did she have such a worth?

 

“Ah, the woman who ran away screamed very well too . ”

 

 He searched through his memories and recalled her wails . She had been fairly normal by the standards of the girl sent to this brothel .

 Bloom smiled lewdly, and began to slake his bestial lust . He seized one of the pinned woman’s bare legs and spread it wide . Her emaciated, slender leg was thin enough that he could encircle it with one hand .

 Bloom pressed himself between the woman’s legs .

 As he grasped his tool, now turgid from the burning desire that consumed his body—

 

 

 —The door behind him clicked, and slowly opened .

 

“Ah!”

 

 Bloom hurriedly turned back, and a vaguely familiar old man appeared within his field of view . Then, he remembered who that old man was .

 It was the butler he had met at that mansion .

 The soles of the old man’s, Sebas’ shoes clicked neatly as he walked into the room . Bloom was speechless in the face of his casual, natural movements .

 What was that house’s butler doing here? Why had he come to this room? Bloom’s mind went blank in the face of this inexplicable situation .

 Sebas walked up to Bloom . Then, he saw the woman crushed beneath Bloom’s bulk and directed an incomparably frigid glare at him .

 

“You like to beat people, do you?”

“Ah!”

 

 The strange mood in the air drove Bloom to rise as he went for his clothes .

 However, Sebas moved faster than him .

 A thwap resounded in Bloom’s ears, and then his vision shook wildly .

 A beat later, Bloom’s right cheek caught fire as burning, stinging heat radiated out from it .

 He had been struck— no, in this case it would be more appropriate to say he had been slapped . It took a while for Bloom to realize that .

 

“What!”

 

 Faster than he could say anything, his cheek rang out with a slap . It did not stop there .

 Left, right, left, right, left, right, left, right—

 

“Stahp!”

 

 Bloom had always been the one who hit others . Nobody had ever hit him . These few blows left him in tears .

 He raised his hand to protect his face as he stumbled back in retreat .

 His cheeks throbbed with pain, as though they had been scalded .

 

“Dah, dahh hyu! Howh dahhe hyu do hiss hoo meeeh!”

 

 His swollen, reddened cheeks hurt whenever he spoke .

 

“Is there a problem?”

“Orhhh courrhh herr ihh! Ihiot! Hoo oo hyuu hink hai ahhm?!”

“Just another moron . ”

 

 Sebas closed in on the retreating Bloom and with a thwap! he dealt out yet another resounding slap .

 



“Staph!”

 

 Bloom covered his face like a child being struck by his parents .

 He liked using violence, but he had always used it on those weaker than him . Bloom could not do anything do those who would resist and hit back .

 Even if Sebas appeared to be just another old man, Bloom would not dare raise his hand to him . He had no guarantee that he would not resist .

 

 Perhaps he had sensed Bloom’s craven nature, but Sebas lost interest in him and looked back to the girl .

 

“How tragic…”

 

 Bloom ran past Sebas as he stood over the girl .

 

“Youh ihiot!”

 

 Bloom fumed . What a foolish old man .

 He was going to gather everyone in this place to teach this old man a painful lesson . How dare he strike someone like himself! He would not go easy on the old man . Bloom would make sure he had his fill of pain and fear .

 The image of the butler’s mistress, the angelic-seeming girl, appeared in Bloom’s mind .

 

 The mistress would have to take responsibility for her servant’s mistakes . He would have her bear the burden of the pain that the old man had caused him . Bloom would teach that old man exactly who he had hit .

 

 As those dark thoughts went through his mind, Bloom charged out the door as his beer belly jiggled violently .

 

“Homeone! Homeone help meehh!”

 

 He shouted .

 Surely an employee would come to check on him if he called for help .

 However, his hopes were dashed the moment he stepped into the hallway .

 

 The passage was silent .

 It was as though nobody was around .

 

 Bloom looked around nervously, still naked .

 The bizarre silence of the hallway filled him with fear .

 At a glance, there were several doors on both sides of him . It was only natural that nobody would answer him . This place catered to clients with exotic tastes, dangerous ones, in fact . Thus the rooms were all soundproofed .

 However, there was no way the employees would not have heard .

 

 He had seen several of them when he had been brought to his room just now . Each of them was a burly man with bulging muscles . How could an old man like Sebas compare?

 

“Why’h hobodyh homingh?!”

“—They are all dead . ”

 

 He replied to Bloom’s cries in a soft voice .

 When he turned around in a panic, he saw Sebas .

 

“There are some inside… . But most are dead . ”

“Thah . . thah impohhible! Howh mahy peoperh do hyu hink arhe herhe ahywahy?!”

“…There were three who looked like employees on top and ten more down below . There were seven others like you . ”

“…… . . ”

 

 What nonsense are you babbling?! Sebas looked incredulously at Sebas .

 

“Of course, some are alive . However they will not come to help you . I have broken their limbs after all . ”

“!”

“Alright, I do not think there is a need to spare your life . That being the case, please die here . ”

 

 Sebas did not draw a sword or ready any sort of weapon . He simply walked up to Bloom in silence, like it was the most natural thing in the world . That nonchalance only served to frighten Bloom, because he knew Sebas truly wanted him dead .

 

“Wahe! Wahe!! Aih khen gihe hyu… uh… Aih khen gihe hyuu ha hot ohhh muhnehh!”

 

 It was a lie . He did not have such things . He just wanted to buy himself time . However Sebas paid him no mind .

 

“I have no interest . ”

“Than fhy phare you woing phis!”

 

 There was no reason to do this . Why did he have to kill him . Bloom’s thoughts finally reached Sebas .

 

“…Do you not know, even after searching your heart?”

“?”

 

 Bloom tried to recall . What did he do wrong?

 Seeing the emotions on Bloom’s face, that nothing resembling guilt came up, Sebas sighed .

 

“…Really now?”

 

 As he said that, Sebas savagely kicked Bloom in the gut and sent him flying .

 

“So that is what they mean when they say that something is not worth keeping alive . ”

 

 Several of Bloom’s organs broke, and Sebas spat out those words to him who had died from the pain . Sebas then proceeded inside, towards were there were still people .

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