23 酷い仕打ち1

"Huh?

"Huh? No way! What the hell is this chaos? Is everyone alive?

It's not so bad if you're twitching slightly, but if you're lying face down on the ground with your butt sticking upwards and not moving, if you're upside down against a bush, if you're hugging a tree and saying unintelligible words over and over with the whites of your eyes even though you haven't been hit yet, you're in a terrible situation. Several of them were probably incontinent, and the smell was terrible.

It's a good thing I'm not the only one.

Wait! I can't let you go! I'm not letting you go! That's disgusting! I'll pull everything over there and you can help me.

Baby carriage, you do it. Come on.

I told you I'm not letting you go! I told you I'm not letting you go! - You're gonna help me clean up your mess! I told you I wouldn't let you go! All right!

In the end, they made me carry all the guys who really shit their pants. It's a secret that I secretly put on my heels to hide the evidence of my overkill.

"This is .... This is

I'm sure you've heard of it, but I've never heard of it. I'm not sure what to say.

"So, these men attacked me. "So these men attacked me.

"They didn't attack you?

Yes, they attacked me. Of course, I don't like to be attacked without a fight, so I put up a bit of a fight. But...

"A little? This?

Not only the chief, but everyone else is either shocked or frightened, but it can't be helped.

I'm not sure what to make of it, but I'm sure it's worth it. Sir. What do you think?

It is the job of another responsible person to make the final decision. You should never assume or judge for yourself, because you will be held accountable.

"I'm not saying I'm not responsible, but if I'm in this much pain, no, I shouldn't be eligible for a reduced sentence. .... I'm not saying you're not responsible. I'm sorry.

"Oh, no! I'm not sure what you're talking about.

Everyone loves themselves. I'm sure there'll be more dust to come, but my goal is not to expose their crimes.

Who's it from?

The chief's son, John. John, the chief's son.

All eyes are on one man. The first man who came at me with an axe, undoubtedly the main culprit in terms of position and humanity. But even if I were to confirm the chief's son as the main culprit in the attack, it wouldn't solve the crimes committed by the other men in the village, nor would it benefit me. I've used the whip enough, now let's give him some candy for my own benefit.

"Well, wait a minute, folks. I'm a victim of this attack, and I'm willing to drop my lawsuit if that's what it takes.

「「「「「「「 What? 」」」」」」」

This time, everyone is looking at me like I'm crazy. What do you mean?

"What do you mean?

The first to come to his senses was the village chief. The first to come to his senses was the village chief.

The first thing I want you to do is arrange for the water bottles and crates that the captain mentioned, and answer a few questions honestly. That's all. That's all.

Is that all?

That's it? It won't be hard, will it?

The chief replies with a sigh.

"It can't be helped. It was my son and I's fault in the first place. No?

"It's not, is it? It was the fault of all the villagers in the fishing village, wasn't it? If that many men were armed and involved, there's no way the rest of the village didn't know. In other words, no one stopped them and watched their foolishness from the sidelines. Not guilty if you weren't directly involved? No! Turning a blind eye is just as guilty! Well, I wanted to know how involved they were, so I left them to Mr. Buggy to see how other people reacted, but he caught me, didn't he? Hahaha!

It was all a calculated move. Then why did you let me catch you and carry them away? Why don't you just push them and run away? You know what?

Baby carriage, if we run, they'll chase us. I won't be able to see their reactions... and I don't want him to hate me. I don't want him to hate me.

"Hey, you! Are you kidding me?

I said yes, and he chased me. I scattered them around and returned to find Cook waiting for me with a determined look in his eyes.

"Let's hear your question... since you're the one who asks the questions and doesn't end up telling the truth, right?

"You've won. Do you want a prize? You don't want it? I'm going to ask you a question. I'm going to ask you a question, and I'm going to ask anyone who knows the answer. "Us?

"We're in?

Yes, the Order, please. I'll ask. If I'm right, about two years ago, this area was inhabited by the rabble. What happened to them?

As I had expected, this question was met with a blank stare and silence from everyone.