Butcher Demon Chapter 265

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VOL. 6 Fort in Flames

Butcher Demon Chapter 265 Gourd Koma^[1]

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[1] Gourd Koma, a horse comes from a gourd: something very unexpected, something said as a joke actually happening.

When I take a closer look, I discover it's my revolver. I really missed it. It feels extremely good in my hand. Isn't my stuff being utilized too much, like, that sniper rifle is also mine right?

After putting the revolver in my bag, I picked up the knife that had most likely been used to stab me and returned my attention to my second target.

　Yasmin was only a few steps away from the exit.

"Stop............don't come closer!"

I suppose her crumpled physique made it difficult for her to move quickly. Even I, who was limping and struggling to move, was able to easily catch up with her.

The black pieces of scattered flesh were swarming around her main body like a swarm of slugs. It made her look even more dreadful and miserable.

　Yasmin turned her eyes to me. Her beautiful face was now squishy.

"—I abandoned my birth world and devoted this lifetime to assisting him in destroying his enemy. Our objectives and goals are same. In this conflict, we have done nothing to harm the inhabitants of Earth as a whole. Are you going to overlook my achievements and shun me simply because I am of a different species? How heinous and self-righteous are you? You are no better than livestock in my perspective."

"Now, I can see what you're saying. But I am a butcher now, I'm at odds with both Earth and Miforsis humans but I also have friends on both sides too. It makes no difference what race I am."

"So is it my fault that you are in this state now? That would be a reproach. Without me, you would have died in the streets long ago without being picked up by Garnier. You had every opportunity to quit Fox, yet you opted to stay and join that group. At the end of the day, it's all your choice, which lead to what you are now, saying it's all my responsibility is nonsense."

"That is, to a somewhat extent, correct. The aliens were the ones that transformed me into a butcher. I don't believe it was you. In fact, I don't remember you at all."

"Then why?"

"But what pisses me off is still pissing me off. I have to kill you."

"That's......"

Yasmin was at a loss for words at my strong-willed rhetoric.

"I swore on my last breath that I'd exact my revenge on you. So this is a task I've set for myself. I don't need any more justification."

"Are you crazy... did you go insane because of that body?"

"That's outrageous. I'm recovered now."

"Then--"

"A mission is nothing more than a promise. Isn't keeping promises the single most crucial proof of a person's humanity? What other creature besides a human can make a promise?  Don't you find it absurd when someone promises something to a person and later claims that promise was never made since that person is dead?　Even if the person dies, the promise lives on. I will fulfill my own. I'm going to prove my worth. It is the only way of life that I am proud of."

Yasmin's mouth gaping, she was unable to deny the fair arguments I offered to her. That was a little surprising.

--I guess something was stuck a cord in her as well.

　I crouched down on top of Yasmin.

At that moment, I am naked. I can feel the throbbing sensation in my chest like a man would feel when he lays his lover on the bed. the moment when such a long-time love is about to get fulfilled.

"Thanks for the food."

I stretched out my black tongue.

"No, stop........"

*Lick* I Scoop her with my tongue. It's time for a feast----

"Uuu----"

Yasmin's distorted face becomes even more horrified.

"Uwaaaaaaa---!!"

She extended her viscous fluid in an attempt to get inside me again. The scene was more like a madness than an agonizing one. She looks like a damsel who can't bear the pain of losing her virginity, and it makes me smile.

But, it's too slow. It's nothing at all when I know what's coming.

*lick*  *lick*

One scoop at a time.

It stinks. bleh.

 Then, Yasmin pleaded desperately. Shaking her nearly dissolving head.

"I can change you back!!"

　The feast stopped.

It was a completely unexpected and outrageous idea.

"Think about it! I am the only one who is knowledgeable about both Mifosis and Earth technology, as well as many hypotheses! I am the only one who knows how to make golems using alchemy and soul alteration. I am well-versed in the resources of both worlds! I am the only one who has reached the realm of the gods!! I have experience in robots, biotechnology, and nanotechnology!! I am the only one!!

"You can do that?"

I was starting to like the butcher's body. It was a little late for that, but my curious mind was aroused.

"Of course, it's a piece of cake!!"

"Specifically how are you going to do it."

"I'm going to use homunculus to create your new body!!"

Yasmin raised the tone of her voice as if she had been waiting for it.

"Nigel, your body is nothing more than a cocoon. You are the one who gathers and stores the life of the planet to pass on to the next generation! They fed you the real Nigel's body when they put your soul in the butcher. So this body has Nigel's genes left in it. I can make a body for your soul with that and the homunculus!"

Ho, ho....

Homunculus, a mysterious word again...

"You mean clones?"

I asked, and she nodded cockily.

"Yes...... but not really.......but almost the same!"

"But clone might be a problem."

"A homunculus is nothing more than a vessel! Don't forget that I am the inventor of the Translinger! I can easily transform it into a device for that with the correct application --- if you give me a few years...... No, if you give me a year!... I can do it! I swear!!"

　-- Really?

Hmmm... but it doesn't seem to be a completely nonsense, does it?

　Hmmm.......

"Stop."

As I pondered, I heard Abigail's voice.

"Stop, Gevaudan. Don't kill that woman. We may not like it, but she's the only clue we have!!"

Abigail ran over to me and stood behind me, waving her hands toward Fox and the four girls.

"--You all stay out of it!! we might be able to get Nigel back!!"

The Fox's woman that carrying a pistol winced and lowered it.

The four girls also looked at each other and didn't make a move. They all looked at Natsuki's face. Since we are talking in human language, no matter how hard Natsuki tries, she can't convey all the details of the conversation to the four girls.

I growled.

At that moment, I thought I saw Yasmin giggle from the corner of my eye.  I caught a glimpse of the satisfaction of someone who has gained the upper hand in negotiations.

"—I won't lie since it's an exchange for my life. I'll make arrangements with Penrose regarding your actions and Abigail's situation. I promise to serve you, Nigel. I have my motives for wanting to do this task, Nigel."

It is truly a gourd koma^[1].

There was no way to know its authenticity. There was no materials to judge, but Yasmin's enthusiasm seems genuine. She also appears to be dealing with an emotional reaction. But because of that, we cannot rule out the possibility that she is lying to get out of this moment. If we let her go and she goes straight into hiding, there is nothing we can do. Because I heard that she can take on any form she wants.

The idea of branding her was also on my mind, but I know from the cases of Yufan and Garnier that there are some who can counteract this power. It was not a perfect measure.

The best thing to do would be to keep her in my stomach, though.......

But if I do it now, it would make Abigail very sad. I was certain of that.

I honestly didn't care if she can revert me to my original form or not, but I just don't want to see her cry anymore.

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