283 - - Episode 9 One-sided Slaughter

Early morning, still dimly lit.

The soldiers of the Demon Nation who had trespassed into the racial kingdom across the mountains were already up and had begun preparations to attack the village.

They dug holes in the ground to bury and hide their encampment tools.

For a while from now, sleeping quarters, food, and drinking water will be the main items looted from the raid on the village.

The soldiers were ready to go. Let's go!

Oo!

In a thick, milky fog, a group of soldiers from the Majin Nation - bandits - start moving toward a racial village according to the map.

The soldiers, who had been smiling and conversing even as they moved through the mountains, did not waste any words, and were careful not to make a sound as they walked, their swords, knives, spears, and bows clashing with each other.

The thick fog made it difficult for them to be seen from a distance, and by not making any noise, they were trying to make their presence as unnoticeable as possible.

This is not the skill level of a typical bandit.

Usually, even if the head threatens and yells in advance, they would still be restless, sneaking around, talking and clanking their weapons.

Despite this, they were even careful about the noise they made as they walked.

The leading scout stops moving.

The scout in the lead stops moving, and the soldiers, caught by the halt, quietly stop walking.

The scout checks the map a couple of times and then calls out to the captain.

(Captain, according to the map, it's hard to see through the fog, but the village is already right under our noses.)

(Say Kashira here. (Say Kashira.)

(Ha ha ha, just like a bandit, Kashira)

In a whisper, the scout and the captain exchange a few words.

The captain, realizing that the village is already nearby, sends word to his men in the background.

(According to the map, it looks like the village is close ahead. (According to the map, the village is close ahead. We will advance with more care than before.)

After the message is sent to the soldiers, they move forward, paying more attention to the sound as they say.

--After about 10 minutes of such advance.

The dark sky was shining in the morning sun, and the thick fog was gradually fading away.

Not far away, the sound of something being dropped and the sound of water continues.

When the soldiers looked closely, they saw that it was the sound of racial farmer children drawing water from a well to help their families.

Looks like, x3 girls of 10-12 years old are silently fetching water and putting it into bottles.

The captain gives hand-signs to those with bows.

Naturally, the target is the three girls drawing water from the well.

The fog has thinned considerably, the village is separated only by a simple wooden fence, and there is nowhere to hide in the plain around it, but the girls are still unaware of this, perhaps because they are working diligently.

The sound of the bowmen's stringing leaks out faintly. The other soldiers are grinning and smiling with brutal glee as they wait for the signal, their hands on their weapons.

When the captain gives the signal, they aim and fire arrows at the racial girls without hesitation.

The arrows cut through the air and are concentrated on the head, shoulders, and legs of the girl closest to them. Another arrow pierces the leg of the nearest girl.

The girl, who was safe thanks to the other two shielding her, makes a surprised expression and stiffens as she turns her gaze toward the two who were hit by the arrows.

This arrow was the signal for the soldiers of the demon nation - the bandits of the apparent demon race - to charge forward with a hearty shout of joy at the slaughter.

First, kill those kids to make an example of them!"

Kill the villagers as fast as you see fit!

The woman can have her limbs chopped off, but don't kill her!　After you've had your fill of fun, you'll be gutted and killed in agony!"

Kill! Kill! Kill!　Kill him! Kill him!　Kill me!

The bandits, with expressions of true liveliness on their faces, ran out and easily jumped over the simple wooden fence surrounding the village, first approaching a girl who was drawing water from a well.

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Gyahahahaha!"　It's too late to run away now that you've realized!"

He skewered a girl who was hit by an arrow in the head with his sword, and he also stabbed a girl who was slow to run away from an arrow in the leg with a short spear from behind without hesitation.

The last girl, who was unharmed, was easily overtaken by one of the fast bandits and pushed down.

'Hey, hey, hey, you're not going to kill me?

If you look closely, you'll see that he's a human kid with a pretty face, so I thought I'd have some fun first before I kill him."

I'm not sure how I feel about this. Are you a pervert?

Gahahaha!　Surprisingly, it's not so bad, and the energetic crying is the funniest thing you'll ever hear.　Don't you know, it's a good opportunity for you to try it. Once you try it, you'll be hooked."

Kkekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekeke!　I'm sorry, but I don't think I'm up to the task of being f*cked by a bunch of pricks like you, with your stinky, stinking breath."

Where's ......?"

From the mouth of the girl who should have pushed him down, a voice sounds as if someone else is speaking.

It was as if a grown woman's adult voice was coming out of the girl's mouth.

The abnormality did not end there.

The head of the girl who pushed her down cracks open.

The brain that was supposed to be inside the crack is gone, and the predator-like fangs and red tongue wiggle about.

Naturally, the head of the race never cracked open.

The bandits who had pushed him down and those who were conversing with him stopped moving and stiffened.

However, even if they reacted quickly and ran away from the spot as fast as they could, it was already too late. ......

The head of the girl with the cracked head extends and bites the right hand of the bandit who holds her down.

"--Geeaaaahhhh!"

Delayed, intense pain shoots up from the bandit's right arm, causing him to scream so loudly that it echoes throughout the village.

'Ughhh!　Ha, get off me!　Let go of me, geeaaaah!"

With a gurgling, gurgling, gurgling, hard, soft, sipping sound, the girl with the cracked head bites the bandit from the right arm, biting and shredding and sipping and devouring skin, flesh, blood, and bone.

The bandit screamed and tried to pull off the broken-headed girl with his left arm, but the force was so strong that he could not let go.

Ko, ko, you monster!"

The bandit, who had been conversing with his friend in danger, swung his sword down on the girl's neck, but it was repelled by a hard sound as if it had been struck with a gun.

The bandit who swung the sword down was surprised, but swung it down again and again.

Meanwhile, the girl with the cracked head eats the bandit and bites his right arm and then his right shoulder.

Ugh!　I'm sorry!　I'm sorry, Gugy!　Mamma, ah ah ah ah, guee!"

The girl with the cracked head bites from the right shoulder in the direction of the dove tail and eats the bandit without spilling a drop of blood.

As expected, the bandit who was swinging his sword stopped and pulled back with a blue face.

He is not the only one.

The bandits, who were joyfully rushing toward the village building, notice the screams and stop to look back.

They stiffen before the nightmarish sight of one of their comrades being eaten alive by a girl with a broken head.

It was like a scene from a badly made dream.

But the nightmare did not end there.

Geeaaaahhh!"

Ouch!　Ouch!　Help me, help me, gah!

The girl was shot through the head and body with arrows, and was also stabbed with a sword.

A girl with an arrow in her leg and a short spear in her back also revives, bites the nearby bandits, and begins to eat them alive.

The thick smell of blood wafts into the area, even though not a drop of blood has spilled on the ground, probably because of the blood slurping.

One of the bandits notices the abnormality and backs away with a blue face.

'Hey, what the hell is this ...... I thought this was a human (inferior) village?　When did we wander into a village of monsters ......?"

As if his words had been propagated, the bandits who had been vividly trying to attack the village earlier, with blue faces, sizzled away, abandoning their victimized friends and trying to escape.

But it was already too late for them.

The doors of the village houses open.

From inside, monsters, some with headless bodies and mouths, others with fangs on their hands, and still others with large mouths on their torsos--we might even call them deformed monsters--appeared in their midst.

The bandits are so shocked by the appearance of these monsters that they turn pale and pale with no blood in their veins.

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