Episode 158 A Knowing Face (1)
[Whoops – Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.]
This guy hanging from the ceiling with an unpleasant breathing sound is definitely an Ephebo.
Along with Geronto, Pedo, and Hebe, he is one of the four hounds that serve as Guilty’s minions.
Bikir quickly scanned Ephebo’s body.
‘Have you recovered all of your body? It’s really like a devil.’
Broken bones, torn flesh, and almost exploded organs all seem to be intact.
However, Bikir was also a seasoned hunting dog well versed in battles with monsters, so he wasn’t particularly taken aback.
After preparing for battle, Vikir calmly began to calculate the next situation.
……But it wasn’t Dolores.
“Huh? Sir Ephebo? Why are you in a place like this…?”
For an instant, she puts on a blank expression as if her thoughts were paralyzed.
Why is the guardian knight of the Endulgentia family in such a place at such a time and in such an appearance?
and.
“You’ll die if you get hit like that.”
Bikir gave light advice.
Kwak!
Eventually, Ephebo, who fell from the ceiling, raised the large hammer he was carrying and struck Bikir.
“As expected, one strength is amazing.”
Vikir backed away with Dolores wrapped around her waist.
The demonic sword, Baalzebub, was trembling.
Quo Vadisga’s blunt technique consumes too much power when confronted head-on.
Bikir jumped off and retreated across the hallway.
Since this is a corridor that continues in an infinite orbit in the labyrinth created by the devil, there was no need to be restricted by the terrain.
Bikir put Dolores on the floor.
“That’s all for covering. I can’t afford any more.”
Dolores was about to say something, but Vikir really didn’t have time.
…thud!
Because Ephebo crawled down to the floor.
[Grrrr! Kreuk!]
He had a much more grotesque appearance than the ones we met before, with joints all over his body twisted grotesquely.
The arms, as thick as logs, were longer than the legs and dragged on the ground, and the legs had a couple of more joints than normal human legs, and were bent in bizarre directions.
Just like a monster.
And seeing that, Dolores’s eyes coldly sink.
Even though Ebebo is a member of the Old Testament faction, he belonged to Quo Vadis, who was like an ally.
However, that figure in front of me right now is the monster itself, no matter who sees it.
“…Why are monsters here?”
“It’s not a monster, it’s Sir Ephebo.”
“That’s right. Why did Lord Ephebo become a monster…? Could it be that he was a monster from the beginning?”
Dolores looked at Ephebo in front of her with absurdity and astonishment.
A man who received the title of Holy Knight from the family of Quo Vadis and was appointed as the guardian knight of the Indulgentia family.
He was always wearing a mask, so he never saw his bare face, but he had a not-so-bad image as he endured the hard work in silence.
‘What the hell is going on within the family?’
Dolores felt confused, but not when she was inquiring about it now.
…Zeng!
The night hound’s blade and Ephebo’s hammer collided again.
Pupperpuppung!
A shockwave rippled through the ceiling, walls and floor.
Steel frames buried in the walls bent like candy, and water gushed out of the burst water pipe.
Dolores was surprised to see the powerful aura emitted by Ephebo.
Graduator. If you reach that level, it is a level that belongs to the upper class among the graduates.
Was Lord Ephebo really that strong?
……But there was something even more amazing than that.
It was the red, bloody aura emitted by the hounds of the night.
…currrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr
From the tip of the demonic sword Baalzebub, Bikir radiated an aura that was almost solid in a viscous liquid state.
Handling it was like wielding a huge greatsword.
Great! Damn it! Kwak Kwa Kwak!
The black aura emitted by Ephebo is ripped apart by Vikir’s red aura.
It was like iron and lime colliding.
Baskerville’s Seventh Ceremony.
Upper jaw anterior and central incisors lateral incisors molars.
And the wisdom teeth of the lower jaw, premolars, molars.
A total of seven teeth fell towards the black-sacked monster, Ephebo.
…suddenly! Pudeuk! Udududuk- Bagak!
It is the teeth of a hound that punctures, cuts, cuts, rips the flesh, and even bites and breaks the bones inside.
This bloody real-life swordsmanship is truly optimal only for killing (殺傷) and only aims at killing the enemy painfully.
As it is a legendary swordsmanship that exists only in the practiced swordsmanship of Baskerville 10, it was not seen as a swordsmanship reported in the academic world.
Even a high-ranking official of the Baskerville family would not think that Vikir’s swordsmanship was the Baskerville style.
Is that why? Dolores was getting more and more confused as she looked at Bikir.
“You… you’ve grown stronger while I couldn’t see you?”
“It’s thanks to the steady raids on the branches of the Quo Vadis family.”
“What!? How could you say such a thing so calmly… or rather, why the hell!?”
“Why? Do you have that question even after seeing that?”
Bikir chinned the ephebo in front of him.
[Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr..
Ephebo’s whole body was staggering with teeth growing, but he did not fall down and stood still.
If he was like a normal person, no, even if he was an ordinary graduate level soldier, this kind of wound would already feel like death.
…Push! …Pushyuk!
Ephebo spouts black blood like asphalt from all over his tattered body.
Dolores asked, seemingly incomprehensible.
“Why on earth do we have something like that in our family?”
“What if you ask me about your chores?”
“You knew about it! That’s why you didn’t raid the branches until now…!?”
But Dolores’s question was not resolved. It is because a more urgent situation has come.
Shhh-
Ephebo started acting badly.
The black energy emanating from his body turns into a chain and winds around Bikir.
“Troublesome…”
Bikir noticed that Ephebo’s purpose was to kill time.
Pod!
The splashing water pulled out the aura from the Baalzebub as long as possible.
With this, I was thinking of raising the final number of victories.
however.
Booung-
Ephebo swung the sledgehammer a few times before throwing it away.
A hammer the size of a house is bent like a tong and flies toward Bikir.
Because of the black chains wrapped around his body, Bikir was in a situation where he had no choice but to take this heavy slash with his body.
but.
“The light of my life, the fire of my life, my sin, my soul. Cut off the filthy bondage!”
The divine incantation from Dolores’ mouth removed the chains from Vikir’s body.
Faaat-
Buff. and Hill.
When the demon’s debuff that had been suppressing Vikir’s body disappeared, Vikir regained the agile movements characteristic of night hounds.
chin! Paat-
Bikir leaped once more after stepping on the flying hammer.
Then, using that momentum as a stepping stone, he swung the demonic sword Baalzebub horizontally.
A red crescent moon lay horizontally.
…Fuck!
half number. By just a single inch, Ephebo lost his head.
Bikir drove the seventh tooth into the top of Ephebo’s head, and then used the remaining six teeth to sever the flesh and sinews of the neck.
thud!
Ephebo’s body falls onto the puddled floor. The hammer, too, stopped lodged in the wall.
Even if water was not gushing out of the water pipes, time would have seemed to have stopped.
Jeouk-
Bikir dropped the head of Ephebo stuck in the tip of Baalzebub to the floor.
“I’ve completely cut off my neck, so even the devil won’t be able to do anything about it.”
In case it could be regenerated in some bizarre way, Bikir held Ephebo’s head away from his body and trampled it firmly with his foot.
This is because in the past, there was a case of a set that ran away with only its head remaining.
Then Dolores spoke in a trembling voice.
“I don’t know. What the hell is going on? I thought the only trouble in the family was the confrontation between the Old Testament faction and the New Testament faction… What the hell was lurking behind it? Do you know?”
At this, Bikir shook his head.
“I don’t know. I just know that the head of the Indulgentia family is actually a demon.
Dolores’s eyes widened at those words.
she stammered.
“Are you sure about that now? Can you say that?”
“Can’t you see that?”
Bikir pointed at Ephebo’s body and head.
Even at this moment, Ephebo’s body gushing out black blood, it was still wriggling for regeneration.
Dolores finally acknowledged what the Night Hound had to say.
Paat-
The divine white light that radiated from her body completely destroyed Ephebo’s immune system.
In the end, Ephebo lost even the last opportunity to regenerate and completely sagged.
Bikir looked at it and thought.
‘……More useful than I thought?’
The devil’s ability to regenerate beyond common sense has always been a headache for Vikir.
But with Dolores by her side, the story could be a little different.
Meanwhile, Dolores asked Bikir again with a look of uneasiness.
“If the devil lurked behind the backs of the Old Testament faction… Then would there be any problem with the New Testament faction?”
“Are there any New Testament branches I’ve raided?”
“……None. As far as I know, not one.”
“Then the answer came.”
Vikir cleaned up Dolores’ confusion.
Dolores just stared blankly at Bikir’s back as she walked ahead.
Then Bikir looked down at Ephebo’s head rolling on the floor.
A black leather bag. Upon closer inspection, it looked like a hood attached to the inside of a gas mask.
This also seemed to be a relic of something, judging from the fact that it radiated faint demonic energy.
I’ve thought about it before, but I got a feeling that it might be ‘OOPArt’, a relic of the same kind as Baalzebub.
And the face behind this black sack mask was also quite curious.
Dolores was also very curious as she had seen with her own eyes that Ephebo used Quo Vadis’ blunt technique.
“Who the hell is this… Are you really from the Quo Vadis family?”
“You’ll know when you close your face.”
Bikir stretched out his hand.
Eventually, the black bag covering Ephebo’s face came off.
And both Bikir and Dolores were stunned.
“…!?”
It was because Ephebo’s bare face revealed in the black bag belonged to someone they both knew.
