Emmy Taken Hostage
<<.......You're sweating.>>
Yes. You're right, Omake-sama.
Soaked. I'm soaked. I'm completely soaked.
Right now, I am being restrained by a man in a black robe with a knife to my neck and one arm twisted up.
“......Guru.”
The man restraining me calls out to the bald old man confronting Master.
......Guru?
“What is it, Priest Ogado?”
The bald old man who is called Oyasama asks back in a calm voice.
But it is only his voice that is calm.
His body was radiating an unbelievable killing spirit.
That's not good.
I'm not as good as the master, but I definitely can't win with the way I am now.
I could tell the difference in our abilities just by looking at him.
“I caught a suspicious little girl. What do I do with her?”
Old man No.2, who was holding me hostage… he seemed to be called Ogado, answered.
For some reason, this old man No.2 was breathing strangely and I felt a little uncomfortable.
“.............. ”
Seeing me being caught, my master distorted his face with a worried look.
The bald guru didn't miss it.
“Black hair, black eyes. I see.......Come to think of it, you have dark hair and dark eyes, too, don't you? Is she your grandchild?”
“.............”
My master did not answer anything.
But the strength of the [Intimidation] released increased several levels.
“...... Ha-ha-ha! Is that a good guess? I see. This is your grandson!”
The bald man was in cold sweat at my master's [Intimidation], but he kept smiling.
No, I'm not his grandson, I'm his disciple!
But, as someone who has had no family, including in a previous life, my master is the first precious "family" I have ever had.
So I am a little happy to be treated as a "grandchild''.
<<Now's not the time to be so carefree, now is it?!>>
It's not the time, I'm sorry.
“You're coming with us, the "Purple Rings", this is a divine order. Unless, you're fine with something happening to you grandchild.”
The bald Guru grinned as he told my master, looking triumphant.
………This is the worst.
If he doesn't go, then I'll be held hostage.
Ahh~~~~! How did this even happen?!
What the hell is going on!?
Who is that bald guy in the first place?!
Guru? Priest? Divine order? Religious group?
By the way, what do you mean by "We're coming with you"? Is this a religious solicitation?
Taking hostages to solicit religion, what a nobel religious group!
What kind of cult is this! I definitely don't want to join!
<<"Purple Rings" ...... Ah! I remember now, Emmy! I recall getting a glimpse of their name in a recent Otherworldly Transfiguration delivery I watched earlier!>>
Are you serious, Omake-sama!
<<Yes! It's a killing cult formed by assassins who believe in the god of death, Alogoroth!>>
The degree of cultism is higher than I thought!!
“...... Is that a request?”
Disregarding the confused me, after a long silence, my master asked the bald man.
“A request! I have told you many times! This is a divine command! You have been commissioned by our venerable God, Arogoros, the God of Death, to serve as the guiding hand of our slaughter Priestess-sama! There is no right or wrong for you! You must fulfil this divine command!”
Baldy shouted hysterically while spitting.
He is a zealot, forcing my master to obey him because God says so.
However, my master silenced the bald man with a single word, who was making a loud and shrill noise.
“Show me!”
The sudden exclamation that echoed through the air unintentionally freaked the bald man out and silenced him.
I was freaked out too.
“What? What are you saying ......?”
“I only obey those who are stronger than me.”
My master then slowly raised his fist toward the bald man.
The level of [Intimidation] increased even more, and it seemed as if a storm was brewing around my master.
And then,
“Show me what you are made of.”
He said.
The serene space was strained by the master's unspoken power.
“...... Kukk, ha-ha-ha! I mean, is that it? If I want to make you obey me, I have to fight you and win? Did you forget that we have hostages over here?”
Baldy mocked my master while continuing to break out in a cold sweat.
Yes! That's right, Master!
Me! I'm being held hostage right now!
Don't forget about me!
“...... Do something about it. Your cause will fizzle out.”
“SHIT!!!!”
The bald man flinched as my master glared at him.
Oh......! If you hurt me, you have to listen to what I say.
By declaring so, he instantly nullified his hostage-taking advantage!
<<No, no, no! But you act like such a provocateur! What if they get upset!>>
No, well, that might be true!
...... Ah! Ouch!
Hey, old man #2! Don't put so much pressure on my twisting arm!
Ouch ouch ouch ouch......!
Ah～～～～～～! Damn it!
Somehow!
Can't you help me somehow, Master~!
Then, my master turned to look at me. His gaze was powerful and graceful.
……… !!
<<Emmy…? What's wrong?>>
……It's a message.
<<Huh?>>
“Kukk! ...... Kukk! Ha-ha-ha-ha! Yeah, okay! All right, that was our intention in the first place! By force, I will subdue you! Let me ride with you! Priest Ogado! Keep that girl under control!”
Baldy so ordered Old Man No. 2, and took a peculiar stance like a conductor.
The master and the baldy's deadly fury collided, and the space creaked noisily.
“This is my chance too! To my precious God! To show you that I am a much more valuable existence than you!”
Baldy threw away the smiling mask he's been putting up until then, widens his eyes and glares at my master.
The cold sweat that had been pouring down until a little while ago had already dried, as if he had made up his mind.
“Come, come! ...... I will subdue you!”
With these words, the battle between Master and Baldy began!
Emmy Taken Hostage
<<.......You're sweating.>>
Yes. You're right, Omake-sama.
Soaked. I'm soaked. I'm completely soaked.
Right now, I am being restrained by a man in a black robe with a knife to my neck and one arm twisted up.
“......Guru.”
The man restraining me calls out to the bald old man confronting Master.
......Guru?
“What is it, Priest Ogado?”
The bald old man who is called Oyasama asks back in a calm voice.
But it is only his voice that is calm.
His body was radiating an unbelievable killing spirit.
That's not good.
I'm not as good as the master, but I definitely can't win with the way I am now.
I could tell the difference in our abilities just by looking at him.
“I caught a suspicious little girl. What do I do with her?”
Old man No.2, who was holding me hostage… he seemed to be called Ogado, answered.
For some reason, this old man No.2 was breathing strangely and I felt a little uncomfortable.
“.............. ”
Seeing me being caught, my master distorted his face with a worried look.
The bald guru didn't miss it.
“Black hair, black eyes. I see.......Come to think of it, you have dark hair and dark eyes, too, don't you? Is she your grandchild?”
“.............”
My master did not answer anything.
But the strength of the [Intimidation] released increased several levels.
“...... Ha-ha-ha! Is that a good guess? I see. This is your grandson!”
The bald man was in cold sweat at my master's [Intimidation], but he kept smiling.
No, I'm not his grandson, I'm his disciple!
But, as someone who has had no family, including in a previous life, my master is the first precious "family" I have ever had.
So I am a little happy to be treated as a "grandchild''.
<<Now's not the time to be so carefree, now is it?!>>
It's not the time, I'm sorry.
“You're coming with us, the "Purple Rings", this is a divine order. Unless, you're fine with something happening to you grandchild.”
The bald Guru grinned as he told my master, looking triumphant.
………This is the worst.
If he doesn't go, then I'll be held hostage.
Ahh~~~~! How did this even happen?!
What the hell is going on!?
Who is that bald guy in the first place?!
Guru? Priest? Divine order? Religious group?
By the way, what do you mean by "We're coming with you"? Is this a religious solicitation?
Taking hostages to solicit religion, what a nobel religious group!
What kind of cult is this! I definitely don't want to join!
<<"Purple Rings" ...... Ah! I remember now, Emmy! I recall getting a glimpse of their name in a recent Otherworldly Transfiguration delivery I watched earlier!>>
Are you serious, Omake-sama!
<<Yes! It's a killing cult formed by assassins who believe in the god of death, Alogoroth!>>
The degree of cultism is higher than I thought!!
“...... Is that a request?”
Disregarding the confused me, after a long silence, my master asked the bald man.
“A request! I have told you many times! This is a divine command! You have been commissioned by our venerable God, Arogoros, the God of Death, to serve as the guiding hand of our slaughter Priestess-sama! There is no right or wrong for you! You must fulfil this divine command!”
Baldy shouted hysterically while spitting.
He is a zealot, forcing my master to obey him because God says so.
However, my master silenced the bald man with a single word, who was making a loud and shrill noise.
“Show me!”
The sudden exclamation that echoed through the air unintentionally freaked the bald man out and silenced him.
I was freaked out too.
“What? What are you saying ......?”
“I only obey those who are stronger than me.”
My master then slowly raised his fist toward the bald man.
The level of [Intimidation] increased even more, and it seemed as if a storm was brewing around my master.
And then,
“Show me what you are made of.”
He said.
The serene space was strained by the master's unspoken power.
“...... Kukk, ha-ha-ha! I mean, is that it? If I want to make you obey me, I have to fight you and win? Did you forget that we have hostages over here?”
Baldy mocked my master while continuing to break out in a cold sweat.
Yes! That's right, Master!
Me! I'm being held hostage right now!
Don't forget about me!
“...... Do something about it. Your cause will fizzle out.”
“SHIT!!!!”
The bald man flinched as my master glared at him.
Oh......! If you hurt me, you have to listen to what I say.
By declaring so, he instantly nullified his hostage-taking advantage!
<<No, no, no! But you act like such a provocateur! What if they get upset!>>
No, well, that might be true!
...... Ah! Ouch!
Hey, old man #2! Don't put so much pressure on my twisting arm!
Ouch ouch ouch ouch......!
Ah～～～～～～! Damn it!
Somehow!
Can't you help me somehow, Master~!
Then, my master turned to look at me. His gaze was powerful and graceful.
……… !!
<<Emmy…? What's wrong?>>
……It's a message.
<<Huh?>>
“Kukk! ...... Kukk! Ha-ha-ha-ha! Yeah, okay! All right, that was our intention in the first place! By force, I will subdue you! Let me ride with you! Priest Ogado! Keep that girl under control!”
Baldy so ordered Old Man No. 2, and took a peculiar stance like a conductor.
The master and the baldy's deadly fury collided, and the space creaked noisily.
“This is my chance too! To my precious God! To show you that I am a much more valuable existence than you!”
Baldy threw away the smiling mask he's been putting up until then, widens his eyes and glares at my master.
The cold sweat that had been pouring down until a little while ago had already dried, as if he had made up his mind.
“Come, come! ...... I will subdue you!”
With these words, the battle between Master and Baldy began!
