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Narrator:  The noise acted as a signal, and the paladins set into motion. Relinquishing their posts at the Grave Keeper’s side, they parted to the left and right like waves. Then, in unison, the transfigured paladins knelt. Then, pulled by the chain, something with four legs advanced between them. The thing was a beast draped in fine scarlet cloth. Beneath the cloth, its flesh and bones burbled as they constantly swelled and contracted back to their original shape. Each time they did, blood gushed forth, and a cry of pain rose from beneath the folds.
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Kaito:  The moment he heard it, Kaito shuddered. He recognized that voice. “Th-that’s not…”
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Kaiser:  "And here it is! Here it is, O unworthy contractor of mine!" The Kaiser’s laughs echoed within Kaito’s eardrums. At the same time, he felt someone firmly staring at him. The boy who’d once saved him was looking straight at him, his unflinching gaze boring into Kaito’s skin. The dead boy, Neue, was asking Kaito a question with his eyes.
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Neue:  Can you? Neue was asking.
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Kaito:  Can I what? Kaito replied silently. But even as he did, his thoughts naturally rushed to a certain fact. I’ve slain a lot of people. He’d drenched himself in blood, lost his left arm, and lost his status as a normal human. He’d killed foes, he’d killed demons, and he’d killed underlings. That was how he’d gotten by. But up until then, he’d never once killed someone he himself held dear. He’d gotten this far without ever needing to. But Neue’s gaze was asking him a question. Can you?
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Kaiser:  "It seems a proper trial is upon you!” The Kaiser, on the other hand, was merely laughing his almost-human laugh.
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Kaiser:  “Please show me tragic devotion befitting the favor you’ve received! Show it to me, if you’d be so kind!”
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Grave Keeper:  As she made her loud entreaty, the Grave Keeper yanked off the scarlet cloth. The curtain to the freak show had been drawn, and the creature’s full body was revealed.
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Kaito:  Kaito reflexively looked down at his feet. Then he let out a violent whisper. “........................................................................ You fucking monster.” The thing beneath the cloth had once been human. Its silver hair was longer than it had been before. It crept like vines, winding its tangled tips around the creature’s legs. All its flesh had metamorphosized and had either swelled up like tumors or was sagging. Because of that, the scars that had once run across its skin were exaggerated, causing them to look like stitches. Its armor had been taken from it, and its spine was crooked and warped like an animal’s. Its breasts rocked as they scratched against the surface of the ice. Then she slowly looked up.