245 Episode 96: Ludwig, Makes You Delusional...

By Dion, he escaped the assassin's hand… or, having returned the assassin, Ludwig, all of whom held him captive, returned to the inn with his captured assassin.

"Customers, these people..."

"Oh, Lord Ludwig, I'll take care of it."

Dion to say softly, etc. Ludwig, shaking his head with a man, deals with the master of the inn.

Meanwhile, the assassins were brought to a room in the inn with their hands tied behind them.

There were already packed by the men of the Crown Princess's dedicated Kingsguard.

The mighty, the faithful, the thick..., the diverse.

Even in that, the assassins didn't show any movement...

"Well, then, let me ask you a lot"

That's what I hear, and where Dion pulls out his sword, the air changes.

Reminds me of the overwhelming sword moves Dion showed earlier..., the fear has risen.

"Captain Dion, are you glad we gathered them all in this room?

Dark, isn't this kind of interrogation one person at a time? Dion shrugged his shoulder when asked.

"I'm not even your captain anymore. Well, no. That's okay, that's better. 'Cause we're all better together. You're scared to see your people killed or hurt."

"Damn, that kind of blackmail, you think we're gonna work?

"That's right. I hear Princess Meer is generous and doesn't like torture or anything."

Assassins protesting mouth-to-mouth. It was Ludwig who came in late, not Dion, who answered that.

"Right. You guys are right. Her Royal Highness Princess Meer is a very generous man."

Then he just smiled and continued.

"This is something that has not been made public, but there were people who were hostile to Meer in the Kingdom of Remno before. The spies of Sakuriku, one of them was a great sinner with a sword against Meer."

Suddenly, to the irrelevant story that began, the assassins showed confusion.

"All of them were captured alive... but what do you think is happening now?

"Ha, what? Did your brother chop you off? Or he died in prison at the end of torture..."

Ludwig answers by shaking his head quietly.

"They're all alive. Now under Lafina, every day, she listens to sermons, writes scriptures, and serves. Very exemplary."

Hearing it, the assassins, for a moment, after pointing their eyes at it, mocked Meer with their mouths.

"What the hell. How sweet, you princesses are. Damn, that's hilarious!

.................. but that didn't last long either.

Because a leader among the assassins suddenly stopped laughing.

Its face becomes of the seriousness itself, and gradually, blood is lost from its cheeks….

"Am I? Hey, what's going on? What are you keeping quiet about?

I did not answer my fellow inquiry, but a man looked at Ludwig and asked.

"Are they... Are you sure they were spies? It's not just a soldier or anything..."

"They were all severely trained people who excelled as intermediaries. The lives of others, their own lives, those who, if for a purpose, could be pruned without any emotion, the way they endured torture, were well knocked in."

Hearing that, the man silenced himself again.

To that appearance, my colleagues also perceive the anomaly.

"Hey, what's up, dude? What the hell is wrong with you?

"If I'm wrong, I want you to say it... but what the hell happens if a good wrong person doesn't think of a person's life as life, becomes an innocent white person who listens to sermons, writes scriptures and engages in service every day... that's what happens?

The inquiry calmed me down.

Guys, I've noticed.

It is... In fact, the problem is that whoever caused the commotion and poked the blade at the princess of a great power cannot be blamed for anything... it's impossible.

If so, then perhaps what has only been punished.

Yes... they went through that nanica... and became "a man eager to seek God".

I've been taken for granted...

So, with nanigas, people who don't even think of people as people would be such clean and white people?

"... so that he, I mean... tasted so much fear every day that he had to do scriptural writing or rely on priests?

When do people rely on God?

I don't have to think about it, it's when I experience unbearable fear.

As all of them equally asked God for help in confronting Dion earlier.

So what is so much fear you have to expect from that help from now on…, what does it look like to fulfill…?

Ludwig shook his head, however, to strike a chase.

"Nothing, they're not doing it to escape fear"

Shh... and the place quieted down.

Fear... understandable.

Physical pain, mental pain, fear of death...... I can imagine a way to give people fear, but therefore the ceiling of their fear is set.

Maybe even manage to withstand swallowing by falling into what is known.

But...... if they say that's not to escape fear...... what happens?

What happened to the Intermittees is completely transformed into "the unknown".

What, if anything, would transform them into clean, serious followers? That can't happen.

Wouldn't that be possible without Nanica, like that would change her personality?

So... what is that nanica?

Known fears have caps, but unknown fears have no caps.

The assassins are silenced by the paranoia of terror that spreads indefinitely.

Ludwig grinned at them like that, which could be called tenderness.

"So it's okay. There will be no torture or execution. 'Cause you're just gonna be the same."

And so he laid his hand on the shoulder of the nearest assassin.

"Hih!

Moments later, the assassin shook his body.

He has to think.

Give me the horrible nanica you're going to experience. No, I can't even prescribe horrible, unimaginable nanicas......

"I wouldn't be so frightened. Master Meer is very kind."

Regardless, not a single one receives that Ludwig word on par.

"Your hearts will be opened even if you do not resort to abusive means"

They are assassins who are open minded but who sound "cut open minded".

There is not much screaming.

"Aren't you thirsty? Shall I make you some booze..."

Because you'll never be able to enjoy alcohol again... and it sounds like Ludwig is saying it out of the blue...

In addition, the stage device worked extremely effectively.

Earlier, just around the corner, Dion was relegated to despair.

Fear of a girl named Meer Luna Tiermoon, who is more terrible than he is, would come out afterwards effectively swell......, and!

"Oh, it is His Majesty the King of the Port State who commanded us..."

The assassins were lightly broken.