HPDBC Chapter 207: From Master to Slave (8)
Chapter 207: From Master to Slave (8)
Chapter 207: From Master to Slave (8)
How could she help Klais learn Elec Magic faster?
As Aether thought about it, the idea she came up with was simpler than expected.
“Time for a test.”
“...Again?”
“Are you complaining?”
“N-no.”
She spoke softly, but perhaps she was fatigued by re
“Gilach.”
The silver-haired High Elf with hooks for arms, ‘Clear Moon’ Gilach came up to her grinning.
“It’s been a while! Huhaha!”
“And your laugh still sounds like shit, ruins my mood this morning.”
“It hurts if you say such hard words. Huhuhu!”
He wasn’t picking a fight first for some reason.
This meant one thing.
“Why are you so happy.”
“Look behind me. Huhuhuhuhu!”
As her gaze followed the chain that Gilach was holding, there was a human slave.
“I’ve also taken a slave. Hahahaha!”
After seeing the slave, Aether immediately looked down, more curious about how he was holding the chain with his hook than what the slave looked like.
“You hold the chain well with your fucked up hands.”
“Hm? Is that what interests you? That’s no fun.”
“This one has no intentions of going along with your hobby either.”
“Don’t be like that and take a look at my toy. This one’s a real prize!”
Gilach stepped slightly to the side. When he did, an incredible-looking woman glared at Aether with her teeth clenched.
“...Now what are you trying to insult me with!”
The woman spoke in a raised voice.
Both despair and stubbornness could be seen in her eyes that glittered like carnelians. As Aether looked, she observed closely.
She’d seen that face somewhere.
It was probably a useless guess. There were countless blond-haired, red-eyed people in the world.
As Aether smirked and was about to continue on her way–
Gilach stepped in front of her.
“Is there anything special about her?”
“What.”
“This slave! Don’t you sense any special energy from her unlike yours?”
“I did tell you repeatedly that I would chop you into pieces if you bother me during research.”
She threatened, but she would actually lose if they fought.
Because Gilach specialized in frontline battle while Aether was far from direct combat.
Both Heavens knew this, which was why it could be just taken as a curse said in jest.
As she was about to ignore him and move on again, the woman spoke to Aether.
“You......are you also a Beast.”
Wasn’t that obvious?
She thought the woman weird. Aether was going to leave without even answering.
That is, until Gilach stabbed his hook into the woman’s thigh.
“Ha, ugh, haaargh...!”
An unrefined scream like that of a hissing cat filled the corridor.
The right crescent-looking hook pierced exactly through the thigh. Grasping her leg, the woman lost her balance and fell down.
It made the wound rip open diagonally and bleed profusely.
“Who said you could talk to another without my permission?”
Snickering, Gilach pulled out the hook that had been stuck deep like a giant nail. Bad blood splattered everywhere.
The floor instantly pooled with blood.
The woman sent a deathly glare at Gilach while holding her leg tight.
“You piece of garbage.......”
“Still have enough energy to talk, hm?”
The second and third strikes followed immediately. As her other leg was also pierced, the woman screamed like she was dying.
Gilach grabbed the woman’s clothes with his right hook and dragged her, the blood from her two legs decorating the hallway with skid marks.
The woman’s eyes were glassy like they were dead.
Clicking his tongue, Gilach spouted words that were hard to tell if they were a compliment or mockery.
“Wow, you still won’t bring out the Elementals? That’s quite the stubbornness.”
Because it was obvious that she could bleed to death if left this way, Gilach raised his left hook and dug it into the wounded area.
The woman who had fainted opened her eyes into slits and vomited blood.
“Ha, agh....... Aargh...! Stop, it....... Please...!”
Despite her desperate cries for help, the leg that had been stabbed with the left hook was slowly healing.
The form corresponding to the waning moon.
Quick heal.
If Gilach’s right hook was the one that wounded the target, the left one was the one that healed.
While there was mental pain that came with the healing process, the wound would heal cleanly so it was a perfect technique for torturing prisoners.
Dumping the woman on the ground, Gilach laughed wickedly.
“Yes, you have to be this resilient for it to be fun.”
“What a pig.”
“What do you mean? It’s nothing compared to what the humans did in the past. Huhahahaha!”
The way the Demon Army treated prisoners was usually like this.
They tortured others cruelly and reveled in their pain. Then when they became damaged beyond use, they discarded them for the next one.
It was similar to how Akasha and Rosemary had beaten Klais badly at the Eight Formations and dragged her off.
No one else there at the time had called them out, as that was the nature of a corrupted Beast.
“It’s unpleasant.”
But there were exceptions everywhere.
“I say you’re a pig because you torture when it brings no results. What benefits do your actions just now bring to our kind?”
Even in the Demon Army there was someone who saw this with disapproval.