Chapter 9: XI: Execution and Damn it, Why are you more beautiful?
To find out why our protagonist wanted to behead a beautiful elf girl as his first execution, we need to go back a few hours. Accompanied by his father, he went to the town jail, where some people were imprisoned for minor offenses, such as stealing fruit from the market or causing a disturbance in the public streets.
The most serious cases were taken straight to execution, but today was strange. Seone's father had told him a lot about this place, but somehow it felt strange, there were more guards than usual, and at least he felt 'overprotected'. Damn, he even managed to spot a hooded guy followed by two guys in full body armor, no doubt he was a wizard.
Who was in seclusion here to use a mage as a guard? As Seone descended several stairs and went deep underground and damp, arriving at a very... furnished cell, he understood. In front of him was a metal grid filled with strange symbols that emitted a golden glow, behind it was a small room illuminated by a strange light source in the ceiling.
The room was beautifully decorated, with vases of flowers and a strange breeze coming from what he assumed were spells. The scent of lavender was faint but present. There was a beautifully decorated chair, and sitting in it was a beautiful elf. A mature woman with silver hair, golden eyes, red lips, and a gorgeous figure, worthy of a mature woman. You know, picture a stereotypical milf elf, with big breasts, hourglass waist, big hips, and thick thighs, and she was wearing a red dress with a slit up the right side, exposing her beautiful leg.
But from the uncomfortable expressions of the guards, her father, and the man he assumed to be the lord of the city, he knew he had to control himself. Elves were despised by humans on this continent, and considered less than animals it was even frowned upon to have sex with one, compared to having sex with an animal.
But they were respected, it was a strange duality, humanity knew the power of elves, respected him, and gave him comforts like the ones mentioned before his execution, but it was as if they felt a deep disgust, probably something to do with the historical past of this place, which he needed to review.
By the way, by going so deep into the prison dungeons, he discovered a new place, and that gave him 50 points, but he didn't check it out, no, he had to control himself. He knew from his memories and his father's stories that elves had a strange attraction to humans, perhaps that contributed to the general feeling of disgust and contempt that humanity felt for them.
"Oh~ To me, all humans who are not 500 years old are nursing babies, but seriously, you bring me a young man who in your culture is a child in need of milk?" the woman's soft and warm voice was like a gentle caress to Seone's ears, but the venom in her words and the contempt in her tone indicated that she was mocking him.
"Hehe, the boy may need milk, but I trained him well enough to decapitate you," his father replied, proudly punching Seone in the man's face.
"True, young Seone was trained by Matt, and I can even feel a bit of his drive, did you teach him that sword technique?" the lord asked, intrigued. He was an elderly man with a white beard, dressed in fine clothes that looked luxurious but not too ostentatious. On his left chest was the crest of the city, a golden sunflower.
"Oh yes, the boy started to develop his impulse, I also gave him the sword technique I've developed all these years and... let him go like that," with these last words from Seone's father Matt, the atmosphere somehow became heavy.
The vicious smile on the elf's face turned stiff and disappeared, she knew that humans were fragile before they knew the magic power of her race, the elves, but there were some terrifying monsters among them and if this child was going that way... she had to do something.
So she, the worthy royal advisor of the Emerald Kingdom, stared at Seone. Her magical power was sealed, but the innate superiority of elves over humans, coupled with her long age and the impulse that came from living in her position, created a terrible impulse concentrated in Seone.
The Lord was a powerful knight, and Matt was an equally capable fighter, but neither could stop the elf from acting, Seone had to overcome this, it was his duty not only as an executioner but as a future power of the city. So when Seone felt this terrible pressure, they watched expectantly.
"You're just an ignorant child, even if you started to walk this tortuous path, I'll let you fall here if you don't have the will, at least I'll be able to contribute to my homeland," the woman declared, using her impulse to break Seone's mind, if she succeeded, no matter how much power Seone could achieve in the future, he would never be truly strong, just a guy with big holes in his being.
As if the world had fallen upon him, Seone felt his vision go dark, a terrible fear, a primordial fear attacked his mind, making him stagger. He felt like vomiting, he felt his insides wanting to come violently out of his mouth, and he knew. He couldn't get over this woman, he was only alive because she was imprisoned and because his father was around, but if this went on...
NO
When he felt the fear he felt just before he died, the despair, the terrible pain of watching everything around you melt away, his being knew he would never recover from his traumas, but in the midst of it all, he remembered the determination to survive at all costs, the need to flee to save his life, the unbridled adrenaline in his body as he dodged one of those molten beings screaming something about the light just moments before.
He felt that courage that allowed him to commit suicide, and he remembered that emptiness, that pain. In the SCP world people are still conscious after they die, they are still there, there is no other life, and there is nothing else, but for him, this situation was much better than his previous situation, and then when he knew that he had a chance to live, a chance to gain power and maybe... go back to his world to find a solution, many things in him reacted.
The vitality in his body stirred, flowed through his body, and gave him strength, it was small, but it would always be there to protect him. In front of everyone, Seone's body erupted into a faint red mist around his body with a flame-like appearance, causing Matt, the Lord, and the Elf to react in different ways.
"HAHAHAHAHAHAHA! Bitch, you stimulated their vitality! Without your help, it would take another two months, but look at him, he is my son, what pride!" exclaimed Matt with joy, his laughter so loud that it made the whole dungeon shake.
"Looks like this kid excels at pressure, looks like all your dog luck ran out when this kid was born, huh Matt? Though this will make him need to constantly fight to the death to grow and his regular training will be a bit slow, but we know that the strong are born from constant fighting to the death," the Lord said, stroking his beard and watching Seone's rash with interest.
The elf bit her lip, if other elves were watching they would find this gesture beautiful, but for the humans present it was only more unpleasant, but it expressed the woman's doubt, and made her impulse falter, something Seone took advantage of.
The boy was a rookie, God, he hadn't even fought properly, and no, killing a pokephile and training didn't count, but Seone took advantage of the situation very well. The seed of impulse in his being began to germinate, and an unseen pressure surged from him.
Unlike the elf's royal impulse, his was... quiet, contrasting sharply with her fiery vitality. It was a strange impulse, because quiet, silent, cold, it was the impulse of certain dangerous things that inhabited the darkness and the night, it was... the impulse of a dead man.
It was obvious to them that when that faint impulse with the deadly sensation came from Seone, even the guards reacted and took their weapons, before they realized what was happening, they watched the boy carefully. The lord's eyes glowed with silver light before he placed his hand on the hilt of a sword that hung from his waist.
Matt, for his part, looked at his son sadly, as if something clicked in his mind, he thought of something and looked up whispering, and since everyone present was powerful to some degree, they heard the whisper.
"So you're reborn, that's normal, some people can get second chances in this world and that's not uncommon, but it seems that your previous death marked you too much, and even if your vitality is so full of fire, your being... you're still dead inside, aren't you, son?" when Matt finished whispering, he released a different impulse than the one Seone had felt during the first training.
An impulse filled with sadness and desolation, as if knowing that his son had been suffering all this time had changed something in him, but even if he was sad, his eyes were filled with determination. Seone opened his eyes at that moment, and although he was uncomfortable with the elf's impulse, it no longer affected him.
He looked at the woman and nodded with a warm smile.
"You're beautiful, but I'm going to enjoy killing you," Seone said, and even though the comment caused some discomfort to those present, including Matt, he spoke the words with confidence.
"I'm sorry father, maybe I should tell you some things later..." Seone said, noticing the general atmosphere in the room, so he calmed his impulse and vitality.
...
After an hour of preparation, Seone was holding a huge sword, a brand new execution sword given to him by the Lord of the City, and now he was going to taste blood for the first time.
Unlike the executioners on Earth, they didn't need to hide their identities here, because every executioner was powerful, and if you wanted to take revenge on them, it was okay to kill them, as long as it was in a duel. It was a strange thing, humans here respected duels, and well, if you wanted to stand out, you had to show your power, so that's exactly what Seone would do now.
There he was on a huge wooden pallet, the elf's body bent and trapped, ready to be beheaded. A hooded man stood beside Seone with a parchment scroll reading the reason for this elf's execution.
"Lady Greengrass, royal advisor of the Emerald Kingdom, your 'suggestions' to wipe out villages near the Death Forest have been listened to and resulted in the deaths of thousands of humans who respected the pact signed with your kingdom and did not cut down more trees than necessary to survive the winter.
You are hereby sentenced to death by the king's permission, by Lord Sunflower's command, and in front of the humans. Your body will be desecrated after your decapitation and used to make health potions that will benefit humanity, your hair will be used as magical material, your flesh will be eaten by dogs, your skin will be used to make gloves for the queen, and your eyes will be made into jewelry for the princess, your teeth will be ground into powder to enchant weapons, and your bones will be used as material for various potions.
For an animal like you, this is the ultimate mercy that humanity has given you. Die!" With this last sentence, Seone went to work.
Using his meager vitality, he covered his sword with a flame-like red glow, his impulse filled with death making the atmosphere abnormally quiet. His sword was swung and in one clean cut he severed the woman's seemingly fragile neck, but those who have killed an elf know that her body is damn tough, and for Seone to make a clean cut caused some of the weirdos in the crowd to stop focusing on him, though he still caught the attention of certain people.
Killing an elf of that caliber would give him 200 points, and considering his age, position, and power, those points were already a good amount. Right now, he had 350 points, there was still a long way to go, but it was just the beginning. There were a lot of executions that day, those who steal apples will not die alone.
...
And now Seone felt strange, he had finished his work for the day, the execution of the elf was only the first, there were several that would give him points, which would undoubtedly attract the attention of other reincarnates, but at least in the city he was protected, the initial wave of chaos in the first weeks had already calmed down after several groups of reincarnates had been roasted by the magicians of the city.
But the reason for his weirdness is that he met Marie the prisoner, for some strange reason she was assigned to guard this place this week as part of her training. Seeing this blonde girl in armor stirred up some strange emotions in Seone, he never thought he would say this in his mind, but damn, how beautiful women in armor look.
"So what was that red glow? Ddraig said it was something interesting, but he refused to tell me," she asked, not caring about the uncomfortable closeness she had with Seone at the moment.
The boy was bloody and sweaty but had managed to hold himself together as he accepted a plate of food and found a corner to eat in the prison administration area. Then Marie came up to him and asked him this question.
"Damn, why do you look so beautiful?" After that there was an awkward silence, many guards looked at him, Marie looked at him, and even the resident wizard looked at him.
When he realized that the tiredness of the day had played a trick on him, he sighed and looked into Marie's eyes.
"Yeah, you look pretty hot to me in that armor, problem?" Seone was smart, only if he was embarrassed would the situation become awkward, if he acted casual, maybe he could turn the whole thing into a fun affair, a joke for later.
Only he didn't expect Marie's reaction, no one did.
"And you look delicious covered in blood."
... girls with a dragon soul are rare, although Seone likes them.
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