Chapter 128

◇ ◇ ◇ ◇ (Gevaudan's point of view)

In the distance, I saw a small helicopter, probably a slow tortoise.

When I saw that the helicopter had made a turn toward us, I had no choice but to shoot it down. I decided that it would be better to take the initiative rather than being watched.

Humans have been traumatized by being easily shot down by air weapons. So if they were alerted to the fact that there was anti-aircraft firepower of a level that a slow tortoise could not withstand, they would not fly here for the time being.

Just as I was about to turn on my heel to get the 20mm machine gun, Titania grabbed my hand and held me back.

I looked back over my shoulder to see if something was wrong, and she suddenly held up her hand in the direction of the helicopter. Her eyes shone with a mysterious gold color.

Titania's hand flared white as it let out a coo...... sound. Immediately after, she muttered something.

Then something smoky rose up from the forest below the helicopter, and in a flash it engulfed the helicopter.

--What the hell is that?

The gas turbine engine of the slow tortoise , engulfed by the smoke went boom! erupt into a plume of smoke.

The helicopter, having lost its ability to lift itself, spun helplessly as it fell into the forest.

Immediately, a cloud of dust ...... and smoke rose.

Titania saw it happen and spun around to look back at me.

Her chest was heaving, and her eyes were shining as if she want a praise. I couldn't help but be stunned in front of her innocent smile.

--I wonder if she used some kind of power again. I that magic?

As I searched for an explanation in my mind, a moth fluttered out of nowhere and rested on her fingertips.

Titania said, "●▼!" and immediately after, the moth was on my shoulder.

--Fast!

The moth moved at an unbelievable speed. In the trajectory of its movement, I could clearly see a strange afterimage of an elongated bar and its wings swirling to a line on either side of it.

The mysterious moth continued to follow Titania's instructions, moving at super speed. It's so fast. And each time it moved, I saw the same afterimage. The image looked a lot like the skyfish I had seen in a UMA illustrated book.

--Maybe that's exactly what the Skyfish is, isn't it ......?

The Skyfish's true identity is a moth.......

Her abilities are so diverse that it's hard to keep up with her. The sheer variation and quirks of each one are amazing. There is only one thing I can say. Fantastic.

And so the slow tortoise was crashed by Titania's skyfish (?). And that was a happy ending.

Well, The hard part is that it won't. So I hurried to the scene by Ferrari to check the crash site.

Almost all the occupants of the helicopter were dead.

But there was one man lying unconscious with a broken leg nearby. Apparently, he had been thrown out of the helicopter during the crash and had escaped by getting caught in a tree.

--There was no time to wait for this. A rescue team from Beehive (8 8) will be here soon.

And there's a good chance it'll be the Fox team.

In my experience, they'll be here within a few days.

Somehow, I don't want to deal with the old enemy.

It was an unnecessary sentiment, but I couldn't lie to myself about that.

It would be best to leave the current situation as untouched as possible. If there is anything suspicious at the scene, Fox's men will widen the scope of their investigation. If they can get to the anthill castle, We will have to kill them.

In fact, I want to confiscate the minigun (Gatling gun) that was attached to the helicopter. It's undamaged.

It's actually electric, so it needs an engine or a generator to work. And the bullets would run out in an instant, so even if I got one, it would just be a decoration so I give up.

But Titania, that was a fine play.

It would have been suspicious if I had shot it down with a machine gun, but if the engine was crushed by insects, it would be more likely that it was an accidental crash into a swarm of insects.

Some may think, "How is that possible?" but I think it can be taken seriously because most of the time, airplane accidents have happened because of impossible situations. The air intake filter of the slow tortoise is supposed to be designed to prevent insects from being sucked in.

I praised Titania, who was standing next to me observing the helicopter with great interest, by lifting her up high.

She was startled by the sudden lift, and then laughed out loud innocently.

--Well, well. What should I do with this guy?

He's a bald man. The rank insignia indicates that he is a sergeant. belongs to Echo Team.

I'd leave him alone, but he seems to be a bit old and seems to know a lot.

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If I could talk to him, I'd like to ask him some questions. What's going on at the Fort?

I need some information on how to infiltrate the Fort. one way or another.

There're no backdoors. Faymbaum's system is dead, so I can use a backdoor, but 88 surveillance system is still alive. If I got caught, I'll fall prey to the sentry guns in the corridor with no way to escape, and the inner walls of the corridor could open up and trap me underground. I don't know where 88 back door in the first place,

I wonder how I can get information out of this guy. As I was thinking about this, the sergeant who was tied to a nearby tree with spider silk woke up.

"Ugh ......, this is ......."

He opened up when he saw me and Titania standing side by side.

"Butcher ......."

The color of despair fell across his face.

I think the sight of me was a powerful wake-up call. It must have been enough of an impact to make him give up on survival.

--Here, let's loosen up the rope a bit.

Squeak, squeak, squeak.

I borrowed an autograph pen and paper from the pocket of the man and immediately started writing.

The man immediately looked at me suspiciously.

"I'm a human.......!?"

I'd like to go back to the Fort, but I'm looking for a safe way to do it since I look like this. I want to meet my fiancé who is waiting for me to return. So please tell me a route I can sneak in. It's such a touching story.

If you're smart enough to tell me, I'll take you to the Fort alive.

--How about that?

The man shook his head helplessly.

"I don't believe you. ...... It's a lie. ...... I can't be fooled. ......"

Well, He thinks it's a lie, Well, aliens are lying and they are trying to get information out of me, I think that's what's in his mind right now. I knew it was impossible.

Not much time left. Change of plan.

I broke his fingers.

"......!"

The man gritted his teeth and held on.

I snapped his fingers one by one.

Not being particularly pushy, I bent all the fingers of one hand in opposite directions, conveying the fact that I had no interest in his life.

"Gggggggg ............!"

The man's eyes peeled back and he was drenched in sweat, but he endured.

Stubborn. Lose one hand just to get a sense of how Fort was doing. This man just gets all of his fingers broken on one hand and not let out a single scream. By this point, he'd be dead before he could spit out anything. You've got some guts for an echo.

When it comes to torture like this, the younger guys with less to carry are the ones who talk the most. This guy seems to have a lot on his shoulders. He seems to be a genuine soldier who won't talk about anything that could be used against the Fort, even if it kills him. I like that kind of professionalism.

Abigail cooperated so easily, so I thought this would work, but I was naive......

I reached into the man's crotch and crush his testicle.

The man gritting, and the veins in his temples bulged.

"Hmmm ......! Hmmm.........! Hmmm--"

There are two of them, so you have two chances.

On the verge of executing by castration, Titania gently put her hand on my arm.

She closes her eyes and shakes her face to the side, telling me that she can't take it anymore.

You're so kind. You're a girl after all.

--And then...

As the man and I stared at her, she pulled out a bug from the pocket of her dress.

Picked up by her white fingertips, it was a stag beetle. It was a normal size.

Titania brings the stag beetle close to the man's nose with a thin smile on her face.

Is she going to make it pinch his nose and torture him? The idea is cute, like a young lady. It's like a high school girl's idea of torture. I wonder if the guy is laughing inwardly.

What's going to happen now? I'm excited.

Just as I was watching, the stag beetle's head suddenly cracked open.

The crack widened in a straight line by the pressure from the inside, and then an irregularly shaped yellow mucus began to creep out from the disturbing crack.

"......!?"

The man's face tensed in reflex.

"No, no, ......! No! !"

He turned his face away in horror.

The yellow mucus, which had been wandering around his head like a leech in the air, finally found the man's nostrils and penetrated deep into them.

"N, N, N, N, N, N, N, N."

The man's face turned bright red and he let out an inarticulate scream. It was as if yellow snot was running backwards into the back of his head.

Soon, something like a yellow tentacle extended from behind his eyeball.

It wriggled and writhed like a parasite on the surface of the eyeball, and then a large amount of yellow mucus seeped out from underneath the eyeball, enveloping all of his eyeballs.

"Ngonggonggonggonggonggonggonggong"

The man began to scream, which was a little too unhuman. Both of his eyes, which were covered with a yellow slime, were open to the limit, and he was shaking all over.

Eventually, he jerked. He bounced his body hard two or three times, and finally, his whole body relaxed and stopped moving.

The yellow color that covered the surface of his eyeballs could be seen being sucked into his brain.

The man drooled profusely and lay still as if his soul had been drained.

I unclenched my fist, which had been clenched tightly with tension.

--I saw something amazing.......

This is bad. I'm not sure what to say. I've never seen anything like it.

I've seen some of the most tragic scenes, but this was one of the five best thrillers I've ever seen.

"A a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a"

And I'm scared. For a while, all this guy could say was "A". I've broken dozens of girls in my life, but this was a different kind of break.

I'm so glad Ferris didn't get hit by this .......

No way, is this domination?

She hasn't done this to me.

Everyone, I'm not in control after all.

While I was looking up at the sky in the distance with such thoughts in my mind, Titania showed the man a piece of paper. This is the same paper I was showing the man just now.

"A a a a a a Adams"

"What is your name?" was written on the paper.

After that, every time Titania showed the paper, the man Adams answered honestly.

It's not domination, it's puppeteering.....

I was a little taken aback, but Titania smiled at me. Yeah, she's still cute. Cuteness is justice. I also like aggressive Titania. I stroked her head and curly horns.

This is how I succeeded in getting the latest information about the Fort from Adams.

I learned a lot and found out some interesting things.

I quickly wrote the Fort infiltration plan on a piece of paper and illustrated it to Titania. She agreed, making a ring with her fingers. OK.

Finally, she collected the yellow mucus from Adams' mouth, and the man turned into a corpse.

To clean up the mess, I crushed Adams' head to make it look like an accident and got the skin from his face.

After carefully erasing all traces of footprints, we left the scene.