Super God: If I punch you, you will die

Based on this information, Archer stared at the corpse and began to ponder. Although Koles had also tried to think about it, he could never possibly know what the legendary serial killer, Jack the Ripper, was thinking.

Although it is an Assassin class, could it possess berserk skills similar to Berserker's...? That's the most he could speculate on.

"Archer, are you there?"

"It's us. We've already investigated all the magicians in the New City area."

Ruler and Rider have arrived to join them. There's another person, a homunculus skilled in magic… Elzia is also with them.

"What was the outcome?"

"The body was found in the basement that doubled as a workshop... That's bad too."

Ruler covered her mouth as she spoke, glancing at the corpse. Based on her words, Archer and Koles exchanged a glance.

"Were the corpses over there also?"

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"Some were simply killed by having their hearts ripped out, while others were chopped into pieces and sold like 30 grams of human flesh for a certain amount of euros. You name it, they did it."

After listening to the intelligence gathered by Rider and the others, Archer fell into deep thought.

"Those who suffered severe torture and those who did not...?"

"So what happened?"

"What is this?" asked Kaures in surprise. Archer simply shook his head.

"I always felt that I couldn't make sense of this relationship and couldn't find the inevitability in it."

"It was probably just a whim, right?"

"No, although my memories of 'Black' Assassin are gone, I still remember the situation itself. My Master and I, taking advantage of the opportunity when 'Red' Saber was fighting 'Black' Assassin, fired an arrow to finish them off. However, we couldn't take them down either of them. 'Red' Saber immediately turned on me to counterattack, while 'Black' Assassin retreated."

Retreat... is a change of course made when the situation is deemed unfavorable.

"Assassin isn't a berserker?"

"Yes, according to the newspaper reports, he killed dozens of people during his journey from Bucharest to Sighishwara and then from Sighishwara to Tolifas, but he encountered no witnesses. It's not that he killed the witnesses, but that they never existed in the first place."

"So, you mean you're good at hiding yourself?"

“I see. Even these magicians were discovered so early because Yggdrasilia had intelligence on them. If they were from the Mage's Association, it would have been much harder to find them.”

Both Caules and Ruler nodded in admiration.

"Therefore, this kind of gruesome interrogation is undoubtedly meaningful. The question is how to conduct the investigation..."

"Isn't it enough to just recreate the lingering memories?"

Upon hearing Elzia's suggestion, Kaures gaped, as if suddenly enlightened, and exclaimed, "Ah!" Indeed, within summoning magic, there exists a technique capable of recreating lingering thoughts from a scene.

"Lord Koles, is it really possible?"

Archer, Ruler, Rider, and Elzia all had their eyes on him.

"That's ridiculous! You need to be more confident! You can do it! You absolutely can! Maybe!"

"I-I know! I'll do it, I'll do it! Just don't put your face close!"

Faced with Rider's encouragement, Koles panicked but still nodded in agreement. He then opened the cabinet and took out several magic props.

"Hmm, the materials... are enough. Okay, I'll try making it once. Everyone, please leave the basement first. I need to concentrate. I'll snap my fingers as a signal, and then you can come and watch."

The Servants and androids exchanged glances, then left the basement. Caules finally breathed a sigh of relief, then stared intently at the burned corpse with a tense expression.

The reappearance of lingering memories is not a particularly difficult magic trick. It's a magic trick that picks up the "voice" imprinted here, a trivial trick compared to the summoning spells for evil spirits and low-level monsters.

Although it was just a trivial little magic trick, Koles was particularly bad at recreating such memories. When a magician recreates lingering memories, they must slightly synchronize themselves with the situation at the time.

A highly skilled magician could adjust the balance between synchronization and pain blocking, but Kaures wasn't particularly adept at this. In other words, to capture lingering thoughts as accurately as possible, he had to endure a significant amount of the victim's pain. Cases of summoners dying from shock as a result were widely circulated among summoners. It was a common, albeit rudimentary, mistake made by novice magicians.

Fiore, who specializes in spirit summoning, could probably use similar magic. But it would be too embarrassing to call her all the way from the city.

Fortunately, it's almost evening... dusk. Even if it's not as easy as late at night, it's different from daytime now, making it easier to stabilize the wavelength.

"Okay, let's get started."

Koles made up his mind and opened the small bottle that had been sitting on the cupboard. He dripped a drop of the pungent liquid onto his fingernail and then licked it with his tongue. His tongue immediately went numb, and he felt dizzy.

"Prepare for synchronization."

Emotions reside in sound, and sometimes these emotions can spread to matter. However, the corpse itself is most easily imbued with emotion. The lingering thoughts on a body will replay the scene of its death. Of course, these thoughts will fade after a while. But the more intense the death, the stronger the lingering thoughts, which can even spread to inanimate objects like furniture and buildings—this is the principle behind haunted houses.

It's hard to say whether the body had been dead for even a day. And the manner of death was quite gruesome. Undoubtedly, both the body and the scene will retain traces of the dying person's thoughts.

"Simultaneous movement...time-form countercurrent"

Time flowed backward, the body melted away, only the spirit continued to rewind. Instantly, large beads of sweat appeared on Koles' forehead. So hot… it felt like his body was burning, like he was on fire.

"Time-lapse, acceleration...stop, reappearance."

The flow reversed a short distance, and the replay began. A command was given to the body, and a snap of the fingers was made. Afterwards, the Servants returned to the basement.

What they saw was Koles sitting in a wooden chair with his eyes closed. Rider was about to speak to him when Elzia immediately pulled him aside and whispered in his ear:

"It's about to begin."

So hot!

Ugh!

Help!

"what!"

Koles let out a painful cry. Rider wanted to rush over immediately, but was stopped by Elzia.

"It's alright. It's just the recurrence of lingering memories."

"Really? This young master looks like he's in serious trouble."

"It should be fine."

"I will talk!... Ah!... Then...!"

Amidst the screams, there were also intermittent words. Archer brought his face close to Koles, focusing his attention on hearing.

Pain surged through Koles like an avalanche. Faced with this unimaginable agony, Koles frantically tried to shield himself, but his mental control was sluggish. As a child, he had experienced magical outbursts. It was a frequent occurrence, and he remembered the excruciating pain he had suffered then.

No, but... this is truly pain far beyond imagination. Worst of all, despite enduring such intense suffering, one's mind remains incredibly clear and sharp. The person who inflicts this pain must have a complete understanding of the human body. To create pain, the most important factors are the location, the amount, the method, and the visual effect resulting from all of this... these are the four points mentioned above.

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"confession?"

The belief that "I won't confess" vanished from my mind in less than a second.

"Do you want to confess?"

I said, I'll tell you everything, of course I'll tell you everything! So please hurry up and pull out this dagger, and pull out these needles from my fingers, I'm in so much pain, so uncomfortable, so miserable.

"tell me……"

No, please kill me! Please! Let me die easily! I can't take it anymore. I can't bear the pain, and I can't bear the feeling of my own existence slowly decaying!

The idea that humans are beings of the soul is a lie. If the outer and inner parts are fused together, then it's not a human anymore, it's a monster! Even if it has a brain, a lump of flesh is just a lump of flesh! Damn it, I don't want it! I don't want it! I don't want it! Stop! Stop! Stop! Please don't hold my heart!

"Can you tell me?"

I'm telling you, just let me die! Please... please.

"Tell...tell..."

Ah, I see. No wonder you kept my eyes, nose, and tongue even though you were in so much pain. My eyes were for seeing your torture, my nose was for smelling this stench, my ears were for questioning, and my tongue was for speaking!

Okay, I'll tell you, I'll tell you. It's alright, the question she asked is something I can answer. Great, how lucky! So I'll answer the question as soon as possible.

"That's... all?"

Stop talking, that's all there is, that's more than enough, please, no, no, no! What is this? What is this? It stinks, it stinks, it stinks, it stinks, it stinks, it stinks, it stinks, it stinks, it stinks, it stinks! No, no, no! That, that... only that... please... It's on fire!

The heat he had been feeling was from his own blood. However, gasoline refined using scientific methods and matches manufactured as industrial products imprinted real heat onto his body with legitimate physical heat.

"Lord Koles!"

Hearing "Black" Archer's call, Koles finally snapped back to reality. His clothes were soaked with cold sweat, which would quickly disappear after he went out of sync, but very obvious burn marks remained on his arms.

"Ugh, damn it. It's too synchronized."

That was excruciating pain, enough to kill. But the burning corpse experienced an even more intense agony. It had been subjected to agonizing torture in an attempt to extract information. The questions were remarkably easy to answer, and finally, it was doused with gasoline and set on fire. Even that was excruciating enough; then, the torturers, on a whim, went and ripped out its heart.

Although the flames were turning everything to nothingness, it was still possible to assess the damage to the organs. Just how desperate must the victim have been in that instant?

He was tortured to death, burned to death, and finally killed by having his heart ripped out.

"So, what have you learned?"

Unfortunately, all we know is that Assassin used torture to extract information from him. However, the tortured magician uttered some keywords that caught my attention during the ordeal.

"what is that?"

He said, 'I can answer.'

Where is the list I brought?

Elzia handed over the list. Kaules took it and flipped through it rapidly, then his expression suddenly changed…

"I need to contact my sister immediately."

Koles pulled out his phone and ran out of the basement. There was no landline in the castle. However, Fiore and Koles, though magicians, were still quite young. They could easily handle something as simple as using a mobile phone.

The phone rang once, and Fiore answered it.

"What's wrong?"

"Sister, do you still have a list of magicians?"

What are you talking about? I've already handed it over to you.

Fiore answered helplessly. Suppressing his anxiety, Caules asked again:

"Ah... but, this should only list your area of ​​expertise and the spells you are good at."

"What else is needed besides this?"

"What I want is information such as which magician is in charge of which aspects of the castle's defenses."

"Well, that's a bit difficult, but the castle's barrier was mostly laid out by Uncle Danic, and then Uncle Gold and Sereneka."

"Is the summoning magician Avi Dekel among our relatives related to this work?"

"Wait a moment. I'm currently sorting through Uncle Danic's belongings. I remember there was a similar list... Ah, I found it."

"What is Dekel's job?"

"Maintenance and upkeep of the low-level evil spirits responsible for the castle's security."

Upon hearing this, a chilling sense of dread instantly ran through Koles's body. Security, the magical defenses that formed the core of the castle. Whether in the corridors or the rooms, the fortress was covered with tight alarm barriers.

Lin Yan, who invaded the city yesterday, was a member of our faction, so the alarm naturally wouldn't go off. However, if someone completely unrelated to Yggdrasilia were to invade the castle...

"So, Dekel knows the code to disarm the castle's security, right?"

"That should be the case. But exactly..."

"Sister, you must escape from the castle right now! Assassin might be with you!"

"Huh? Wait, what did you say..."

The moment Koles shouted, the phone call was cut off. He hurriedly looked at the LCD screen...nothing was displayed outside the circle. He tried communicating by voice...that didn't work either.

"Archer! Transform into spirit form immediately and get back to your sister as soon as possible!"

After hearing Corles' words, Archer nodded and immediately disappeared. Elzia and the others stared blankly at Corles, who suddenly started running, but quickly came to their senses and hurriedly chased after him.

"Um, what on earth happened?!"

"The information the Assassins extracted through torture is the method for infiltrating the castle! The reason for the significant difference in the severity of the torture is to see if they know any information about the castle's security! For those who do know, they extract all the information they need!"

By this point, Ruler and her team finally understood that Assassin was among the most heinous of serial killers. He possessed an incorrigible urge to kill, was adept at destroying evidence, and even devised meticulous strategies to achieve complete victory.

This is terrible, absolutely terrible. Although it's incredibly overconfident, that murderer really intends to take down all the Servants. And he's going to use assassinating the Master—the tactic Assassins excel at…!