Cthulhu Gonfalon

The black smoke rose from the ruins of a house, and a little rain that fell not long ago failed to completely extinguish the flames that spread throughout the town, but strengthened the smoke.

From a distance, the entire town is shrouded in a dark mist, which is creepy.

It is now in the evening, it is said that people are finishing the day's work and preparing for dinner. But there shouldn’t even be a resident on the bustling streets, and those who should have finished working home, are lying on the ground at the moment, under the body of a pool of blood that is gradually drying up. In their houses, the relatives who are waiting for their return are also killed under the blade, regardless of gender, regardless of age. Even a lot of people have been specially added one or two knives to ensure they are killed.

In the entire town, the only thing that still retains some vitality is the lord's residence. There are of course nobles in the territory of the merchants, just as there are businessmen in the aristocratic territory. The local lord is a baron who is keen on doing business. Every night, it is his favorite way of entertainment to check and organize the accounts of the day.

He can no longer entertain like this, because all the original members of him and the mansion have become headless bodies piled up outside the door.

Now, what brings life to this mansion is a group of cold and exhausted executioners.

The soldiers have already found their place to sleep, and the snoring sounds one after another. Some of the patrols were armed with cold and sharp weapons, silently circled around the mansion, and on the watchtower at the highest point of the mansion, the tired Earl of House was wrapped in a thick blanket and stared into the distance. .

He seems to be acting as a sentinel, but the maid sitting opposite him knows that he actually didn't see anything.

"Things seem to be a big deal," she said. "The news from the above said that more than one **** has already launched an investigation."

"They just investigated them." The count said indifferently. "They didn't find any valuable news."

This is true, even if it is a spell that traces time, it is also ineffective for them. Even if there are powerful gods who go to the scene of several massacres, they can't see their appearance and only know their identity.

"As long as you investigate with your heart, there is no secret in the world that you can't really find out."

"Maybe, but for us, it would be enough to keep it for a while." The count did not care. "As long as our plan can be completed, even if they investigate the truth, what about it?"

He sneered with disdain: "The back of the human heart is not determined by the "truth" of the district."

The maid sighed and said nothing.

After a while, she stood up and looked around at the town where her foot had been turned into a dead city.

"The fifth village, how many times are you going to kill?" she asked.

"Not sure, look at the effect." The count said, "Probably... there are two or three more, it's almost the same."

He paused and said: "The work at the end of the time will still bother you."

"...I really don't like this job."

"I don't like it either, but there is someone to do any work." The count laughed. "Between us, it is a bit hypocritical to say that. This kind of thing, you and I have not done much before."

The maid smiled and sighed again: "You may not believe it when you say it, but I didn't even have a massacre when I was alive. The killing on the battlefield is no problem. I never let the soldiers point their weapons at civilians. This is one of the most proud things in my life."

"So you can only create a kingdom, not an empire. If you are hot enough, you may defeat the orc empire and create your own empire."

"...It's not unreasonable to say this, but in front of time, what great empire can last for a long time?" The maid smiled. "The so-called 'orc empire' has been replaced several generations before and after. Whether it is the emperor The lineage and tribe, or the guiding ideology of the ruling...even even the king of the orc gods have been replaced. Even if I created the empire that year, what about it? I don’t think it can make me stay in history. More brilliance."

"Is this the arrogance of the winner?" The count smiled a little ridiculously and said, "I am different from you. I am a complete loser. I have tried my best and I have not been able to protect any of them." Something. Your confidence, I have never."

“So your style of work will be so intense?”

"Almost, in the three of us, I am the most extreme." The count looked at the sky and sighed. "I didn't expect that I would have the opportunity to step into the world again and enjoy the opportunity!"

"The things in the world are often unimaginable." The maid said, "I came to the world at the beginning, then Robert came, and then Robert was recalled and changed you... Our three Holy Spirits all came out. This thing is amazing."

"But the goal has not changed much, isn't it?"

"...Yes, our goal is always only one." The maid smiled. "Although it has changed a lot, the things we have to do are always similar."

"Let the gold coin union mess up and mess up as much as possible. This is what we have to do." The count said, "I feel that I am doing well."

"It's good, but I think the method can actually be better."

"The method is not important."

“The method is very important.”

“Successful people always think so, but for the losers, if they can’t succeed, what is the significance of considering the “method”?”

The sentinel was temporarily silent.

After a while, the maid said, "How is your injury?"

"Fortunately."

"Fortunately? You have been punished, it will not be so easy."

"In fact, it is not as serious as you think. After all, I was originally hostile to these guys. Killing them does not violate my vows."

"But, with our power, once it is displayed in the human world, it is easy to be touched by enchantment."

"You think too much. If I was sensed, I would have been killed by a thunder." The count smiled and shook his head. "I just used the power of the legendary lower class. This level of power will not Alarmed with enchantment."

"But I see that your injury has not shown signs of recovery." The maid said.

"Yeah, it is impossible to recover again." The count smiled. "After all, this body has been dead for a long time, and the dead can't recover from the injury."

After a while, the maid sighed and said, "I always have a bad feeling."

"I have it too," said the count. "It doesn't matter, as long as things can be done, how is it."

The two had no words and fell into complete silence.