Hearing the sentence uttered by Guiver, Basion did not know what to do.
Several seconds were spent thinking. Completely ignoring the shouts of hundreds of soldiers below him.
"Anti-Magic." He muttered in his heart.
Slowly, light began to emerge from his chest.
But his eyes immediately widened.
Right when he realized that what he was doing was useless.
"Why?! Why?! Whyyyy?!"
Seeing Basion's face that was growing more and more desperate without a single word, Guiver mocked him.
"Are you trying to erase the wind that's clogging you?" He asked with a smile.
"That's useless, because Wind..."
That smile widened even more,
"Is always everywhere..."
"Always slips into anywhere..."
"And of course,"
Tilting his head, "That magic of mine has already been mixed together with the wind inside your body."
With his body trembling, Basion immediately searched for something in his pocket. *Haaa. Haaa.
Even if he wanted to curse at the wretched state he was in, he could not make a sound. His voice was completely clogged due to the lack of oxygen he was inhaling.
Guiver only sneered at the sight,
"With the shouts of the troop leader below, you must be one of their higher-ups, right?"
His eyes glanced downward, ignoring the screams filled with despair.
"They're the Quiet Guardian."
Looking back at Basion who was gasping, still rummaging through his pocket.
"How does it feel to truly be in 'Quiet'?"
Not paying attention to Guiver's rambling, Basion finally grabbed something he had been looking for.
His hand trembled, *Haaaa... "Damn it!"
"I... I... I... A... higher-up... being treated like this..?"
"I'm Nozer.."
"Nozerrr.."
He could only grumble inside his heart.
His body began to feel dazed.
However, his eyes regained their spirit.
"Moies Un Magic." He muttered in his heart.
Nothing happened to the device.
Guiver was puzzled when he saw Basion slowly smiling, even though the device was not working.
"What are you doing?"
Basion ignored that, because to him it was already done.
He immediately prepared his next move,
"I'm here.."
"Soicius."
Right when those words were spoken inside Basion's mind,
There was someone inside the room who narrowed their eyes with an unpleasant expression.
*Tsk.
"Not yet."
*Szt. Disappeared.
At that very moment, Guiver's face was filled with shock.
He was extremely shocked by what he was seeing right now.
By what he was feeling right now.
His eyes scanned the surroundings, that shocked face slowly turning into a deadly grin. "Khihi.."
His laughter grew louder.
"KHIAHAHAHAHAHA!"
"EVEN WHEN FACING A 17-YEAR-OLD KID, YOU ALL GO THAT FAR?!"
The story slowly shifts,
Inside a room lit only by the light of several candles, there were 5 people standing in front of Fiblio.
Inside that room, Fiblio was tied to a chair.
This was done so that Fiblio would not struggle, especially since Fiblio had already lost his sanity.
A woman in a uniform began the conversation, "What kind of horror did he experience?" She asked in a mutter as she stepped forward.
Extending her hand, she grabbed Fiblio's head which kept struggling. "GO CRAZYYYY!" Fiblio screamed, "ARRRGGHH!"
As he struggled, his chair made a sound *Grok. Grok.
The people behind the woman just stayed silent. They began preparing what needed to be recorded.
The woman closed her eyes for a moment, "Now..." And quickly opened them again. "Let's Show!" She exclaimed impatiently.
Light suddenly appeared from the woman, and that light was channeled from her hand directly into Fiblio's head.
*Crash. Crash.
*Scerettt. A fairly large screen appeared above Fiblio's head.
The first thing they saw and heard was a downward view and,
"KHAHAHAHAHA!" A terrifying laugh from a fairly young man.
"THIS ISN'T OVER YET, IDIOT!" The man shouted.
The moment they saw was when Reigh first began laughing loudly before starting the massacre that was taken over by Guiver.
Seeing that the ritual had just begun, the people behind the woman started recording every second of what they saw and heard. *Scratch. Scratch.
And right a few minutes later,
The people responsible for recording suddenly fell silent.
*Grit. Grit. The writing tools they were holding trembled as they touched the table.
*Huek! One of them began to feel nauseous.
In just a few minutes of watching, they had already seen several hours of torture carried out by Guiver.
Because they skipped the parts they thought they already knew how they would continue.
"EAT IT!!!! YOU BASTARDDDD!!!" Guiver yelled.
"THIS IS FOOD FIT FOR SOMEONE WHO HAS NO SATISFACTION WITH POWER!"
They saw Guiver forcing something truly unimaginable in all of their minds.
Moreover, the perspective they were witnessing was Fiblio's own perspective.
"H-He... told him to eat... that?..." One of the women muttered.
Which made them feel even more nauseous, as if they themselves were experiencing the torture.
Even though they were experienced in witnessing murder and torture, this time it was different.
The method of torture given by Guiver was truly very different compared to the methods they had witnessed so far.
"Hgier, and... Reigh, huh..." The woman in front of Fiblio muttered.
She skipped the parts she considered very disturbing.
Some time later, after everything they needed had been obtained.
They wanted to end viewing Fiblio's memories.
However, right when the woman was about to turn off her magic, "Hello, The Mind Show." Guiver said softly, clearly displayed on the screen.
Instantly, it made everyone in the room look back at the screen with shocked faces. "WHAT IS THIS?!" The woman in front of Fiblio shouted.
But Guiver did not answer that question.
"I know you will look at Fiblio's memories." Guiver said softly.
"But let me tell all of you." He smiled thinly, "That there are things in this world that must not be crossed."
Guiver brought his face close to Fiblio, and what appeared on the screen was Guiver's face very clearly. "Don't disturb me... Or I will hunt you down."
*Glek. Several people swallowed. They all knew better than anyone how terrifying Guiver/Hgier was when torturing someone.
"I... Or more precisely 'We'... Know everything about the entire Outer Slums." His tone was intimidating, and it ended with,
"Bye, LOOOOSERS~"
*Crash. Kresek. Kresk. The screen went dead.