âJin!â
I shouted without thinking.
âYouâre alââ
Wham!
Something smashed into the back of my head.
Someone had struck me with all their strength.
I shook my head as it was forced down, then lifted it again.
Iâm alive.
That was the very first thought.
A rush of relief and joy surged up.
Of course, it didnât last long.
Bound tightly in vines, Jin Silver looked at me and gave a bitter smile.
âLong time no see.â
Both of his arms had turned completely ashen.
âIt wouldâve made for a cleaner picture if Iâd died back then.â
I bit my lip.
I wasnât clueless enough to answer him or ask what had happened to him. Showing open concern would only provoke the anger of our kin. If they only beat me, that was one thingâbut Jin Silver would definitely get beaten too.
Frowning, I watched as Jin was forced down to sit in front of the pool across from me.
What the hell did they do to him?
Theyâd done something strange to Shuâs leg, too.
They werenât the type to toy with people just for fun. Not because they were moral, but because they wouldnât bother with something so pointless.
So what exactly are they trying to do...?
ăSir Taleb.ă
A resonant voice.
My gaze, which had been stuck on Jinâs arms, shifted toward the owner of that hoarse voice.
ăIt has been a while.ă
Clyde.
The executioner splashed his way into the pool. He hadnât changed at all.
Rather than a butcher, his face looked more like that of an accountant youâd see somewhere. His hair was neatly slicked back, and he wore the same black formal attire he always had in the Empire. It was the executionerâs uniformâsomething that oddly resembled Earthâs clerical garb.
The Empireâs finest executioner.
Without caring that he was getting wet, he walked over and stopped beside me.
ăYouâve grown your hair out again.ă
His voice still had that eerily flat tone, devoid of highs and lows.
âHave you ever seen it cut?â
I replied, thinking he was just as unhinged as ever.
Clyde grabbed my white hair, soaked and drooping with water.
ăNot from this close.ă
âIs that so?â
I answered listlessly.
Then I observed my surroundings.
Not that taking in the terrain would let me do anything immediately. The dozens of overlapping layers of magic restraining my body were still overwhelming. Even without the chains, I wouldnât have been able to move easily. The afterimages of countless magic circles wrapped around me shimmered faintly on the surface of the water.
Bright red.
Clyde yanked my hair back.
ăHow much preparation time do you need?ă
Kyle slipped his hands into his pockets.
At least let go of someoneâs hair before you talk.
As I narrowed my eyes against the pain pulling at my scalp, Clyde answered.
ăNone is required. It will simply take some time until itâs finished.ă
ăHow long.ă
ăUsually around five to five and a half hours.ă
The two men talked as if I were nothing more than an ingredient.
Without reacting, I assessed the situation.
In a situation like this, Iâd planned to use the tooth capsule.
If I bit down on it, the toxic gas released would create an opening to escape. It was a trump card Iâd saved for the worst-case scenarioâand one that would actually work.
The problem was that Jin Silverâs presence made it difficult to use.
Until the absolute worst happened, donât bite the capsule.
I didnât know what they were planning, but if it took five to five and a half hours, they werenât going to dunk my head underwater immediately.
If nothing went wrong, Kairos and Ami would lure the Remnant Wraith before then. For now, I had no choice but to pin my hopes on them.
And on the seniors who should be heading this way, guided by the one remaining tracker....
ăBegin immediately.ă
Kyleâs cold voice pulled me out of my thoughts.
âWhat are you trying to do?â
Jin spoke up.
Though his eyes wavered anxiously, he stared ~NĐŸvĐ”lđght~ straight at Kyle.
âWhat are you planning to do to him?â
Kyle didnât answer.
Clyde shook off the hair in his hand and silently waded out of the pool.
Moments later, he returned, pushing what looked like a surgical instrument trolley.
Mages in robes stood motionless against the cave walls.
The executioner pushed the cart back into the pool.
ăWill you remain here?ă
Clyde stopped beside me, still hanging from the chains, and looked at Kyle.
Kyle replied shortly.
ăOf course.ă
ăEmotions may scatter in all directions.ă
Clyde said flatly.
ăIf you donât mind that.ă
Ah.
Heâs going to remove my sixth sense.
My heart dropped.
Fear coiled tightly in the space it left behind. Iâd thought I wasnât afraid of death or torture.
This was something Iâd never truly considered.
If my sixth sense was removed, they wouldnât be able to track my position afterward. That was why Iâd assumed theyâd torture meâbut not remove it.
In the Empire, for particularly dangerous criminals who still had any chance of escape or release, sixth-sense removal was avoided for the sake of public safety. Once removed, pursuing an escapee became nearly impossible.
In other words, sixth-sense removal was reserved only for those whose execution was certain and escape absolutely impossibleâor for those who had once been dangerous but had lost their power and become insignificant.
Those the world could discard without consequence.
The cast-offs of society.
Iâd thought theyâd squeeze my memories dry before doing something like this.
When explaining it to humans, Iâd conveniently called it a sixth sense, and we used that term as wellâbut among ourselves, we had separate slang.
Sixth-sense removal was called âvein stripping.â
Kyle slowly stepped into the pool.
ăI intend to take a front-row seat and witness the entire process.ă
He grabbed my chin and tilted my head upward.
As my head was forced back, my eyes met Kyleâs.
ăIâll turn you into a human.ă
Kyle declared in a low voice.
ăJust like the ones who shoved you into a negotiation table, knowing full well it was a trap.ă
After speaking, he let go of my chin.
Sssssâ
Clyde heated something over a flame.
A wave of heat slammed into my body.
Kyle stepped back and crossed his arms. The ones attending him quietly left the cave.
I tried to remain calm, but it wasnât easy.
Through my terror, Clydeâs emotionless voice drifted faintly to my ears.
ăThen we will begin.ă
The heat drew closer.
***
Koooom!
An energy blast tore across the ground.
A blinding white beam carved through the earth and shot into the sky.
Ami gasped and snapped her head up.
Boom!
The energy blast exploded in the open air.
Covering one ear, Ami shouted,
âWhy is it so fast?!â
âItâs faster than it looks.â
Kairos didnât look back as he slammed the accelerator.
âStill, if we keep this up, there shouldnât be any major problems.â
They were racing across open plains.
Since it wasnât a paved road, the vehicle shook violently. Pebbles kicked up and scraped against the underside of the car. The chassis rattled madly.
Naturally, neither passenger even blinked.
Ami wasnât wearing a seatbelt.
âDamn!â
âThatâs to be expected.â
âThatâs a Tathagata Palm!â
She shouted, ready to open the window and leap skyward at any moment.
Kairos jerked the steering wheel sharply as he replied,
âWhatâs that?â
Kraaang!
The Remnant Wraithâs palm slammed down just behind the car.
The ground shook, and the vehicle was hurled into the air. It flew up with a roar, then landed roughly back on the ground. Even so, neither of them changed expression.
Clutching the passenger seat, Ami answered,
âThat.â
âA hand?â
âYeah.â
As she replied, Ami narrowed her eyes at the black smoke filling the side mirror.
âYou said the gas thins out once we get farther from the pit, right?â
âYes.â
âAnd the cannon....â
Mid-sentence, Amiâs mouth fell open.
âThe cannon!â
Kwa-ga-ga-gaang!
A light that swallowed everything swept across the ground.
The car burst out of the dust cloud created by the beam.
The engine screamed as the vehicle tore onward.
Thump thump thump thump thump!
The Remnant Wraith closed the distance. Below its torso, instead of legs, were twisted roots like tangled tree roots. Dragging along a lower body unsuited for movement, the upper-rank monster advanced.
It slammed the ground with its massive hands, chasing them at a terrifying speed.
Kairos said calmly,
âItâs coming again.â
Inside the gaping hole where its mouth should be, a bright pit of light formed.
âThe charge time is astonishingly short.â
Kwaaaang!
âArenât we being targeted by sound?â
They barely dodged.
If Kairos hadnât had the presence of mind to use the jutting chin as a jump foothold, the bumper wouldâve been blown off.
Thud! With a heavy impact, the car resumed its mad dash across the wasteland.
Ami rolled her eyes in disbelief.
âWhy does it keep attacking us?â
âItâs fixated. Itâs a fundamentally cruel and violent entity. If it werenât fixated, it might just fire indiscriminately at anything in sight, then lose interest and wander off in another direction.â
The handler whipped the wheel back and forth, dodging the massive palms trying to crush the car.
âStupid as hell.â
âThatâs why itâs terrifying. Thereâs no way to kill it, and itâs too violent and too dumb.â
âDonât try to control it.â
Ami said.
âHilde told me. If you try to control an upper-rank monster, your nerves can burn out and kill you. Things are going fine as they are, so donât try to control the Remnant Wraith, got it?â
Bang!
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! The palms drew closer, thunderous sounds engulfing the vehicle.
Milk, nestled in Kairosâs arms, trembled violently.
The monster in his pocket remained well-behaved, but there was no time to comfort the terrified Milk. Kairos trusted that the familiar heâd raised since birth would endure this time as well.
âWeâll reach the portal device soon.â
They had to lure the Remnant Wraith into the portal apparatus.
The pre-installed portal device was massive. Even so, they were approaching the most difficult point of the plan. The device absolutely could not be damaged. Not until they dragged that thing into enemy territory and then pulled it back to the pit.
If it was damaged by the Remnant Wraithâs cannon, the plan would become complicated.
The sound of energy gathering again.
âTwo more intervals, right?â
âYes. If we dodge exactly twice, the timing will be perfect.â
At high speed, they calmly discussed the firing intervals of the energy cannon.
Those accustomed to speed could estimate when the next and the following attacks would comeâand where they themselves would be at those moments.
If they detoured just a little, the timing would line up.
Kairos called to his familiar.
ăCry louder.ă
The bell-like sound grew louder.
At the same time, Ami spotted the device standing tall at the edge of the empty plain and shouted,
âRequest portal activation!â
Bzzzt, crackle
Wooooong!
The portal activated.
A device standing starkly amid the arid wasteland, radiating an intense sense of wrongness.
Inside it, blue waves began to ripple.
At the center of those waves, a black hole formed.
A voice came from beyond the hole.
âLetâs go.â
Kairos nodded and floored the accelerator.
Confirming that the sound-entranced Remnant Wraith was following close behind.
They charged straight toward the portal.
***
âHaa....â
As the searing pain subsided, the breath Iâd been holding spilled out.
Cold sweat streamed down my face and dripped onto the waterâs surface.
My neck hurts.
I stared blankly at the water and thought.
It feels like theyâre slicing my nape thinly with a heated blade, like cutting sashimi.
Still, fortunately, my sixth sense hadnât been affected yet.
If only theyâd arrived before it was taken....
âItâs slipping.â
The blade slid in.
âAh!â
A sharp cry burst out with the stabbing sensation.
There was no time to feel embarrassed about the sound. Along with the piercing pain, a flood of emotions was violently washed out of me. Emotions I didnât even know where theyâd been stored surged like waves, leaving me reeling.
Was I crying?
...No. My eyes didnât feel wet.
But I knew something was wrong.
Because Kyle was staring down at me with a look of horror.
Shock and rage twisted across his composed face.
After a long moment, the man who had been staring at me through that storm of emotion finally spoke.
âLonging?â
My organs froze solid.
âLonging? How can you possibly long for me?â
Ah.
âHow can you long for us?â