𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟏𝟎𝟑: 𝟏𝟑 𝐀𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭𝐥𝐞𝐬
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《Thirteen Side》
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Kyrie welcomed Vajra into the group, meanwhile.
The location is known as Otherworldly Demon Territory, one of the four great mystical lands in the world.
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At the summit of a mountain called Round Table Mountain, which literally looks like a round table when viewed from above.
Thirteen have returned to the group to report.
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Atop Round Table Mountain, there is a castle carved out of the mountain’s surface.
Inside a conference room within the castle.
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“Haha! It’s Thirteen! Puffing up only to come back like this, what a loser!”
“. . . . . .Tch, shut up, Nana!”
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The woman called Nana, like Thirteen, has a tattoo marked 【Ⅶ】 on part of her body.
Inside the conference room is a round table, with seats numbered from 1 to 13.
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Thirteen takes seat number 13.
Of those, 11 seats are already filled.
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Nana giggles and taunts Thirteen, saying “What a loser, so lame, hilarious!”
Thirteen can’t simply remain silent when mocked like this.
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“Nana. . . . . .I’ll kill you right here, right now!”
“Huh? You think you can? Among us, you’re the weakest!”
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Within them, the 13 Apostles, there is a clear hierarchy.
Even Thirteen, who overwhelmed Vajra, is considered the weakest among them.
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“Let’s treasure our lives.”
“Three. . . . . .”
The large man called Three steps in to calm the two.
Both Nana and Three appear almost human.
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However, like everyone present, they are monsters.
Named by a higher demon, they have undergone existence evolution, making them powerful monsters.
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“First and Second will arrive soon. The meeting will commence then. Wait quietly.”
“Tch! You got lucky, wretch.”
“Sounds like something a weakling would say.”
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Nana and Thirteen clearly don’t get along.
“What? Who’s the weakling here? You. . . . . .”
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Just then.
A sudden chill is felt.
Thirteen is frozen in place.
As if the Grim Reaper is right beside him, pressing a scythe to his neck.
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Move and you die. That image crosses the minds of everyone present.
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“Enough talking.”
“Ah, First. . . . . .”
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The person called First is a woman.
Like them, a monster that has evolved into a humanoid form.
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However, she stands apart from the other 12.
Because the others still retain some features of their pre-evolutionary demonic forms.
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In contrast, this young girl called First appears completely human.
. . . . . .However, the killing intent and the amount of magical power emanating from her are beyond human.
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Even an ancient dragon would seem cute in comparison to the aura she exudes.
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“Just kidding. . . . . .we were just playing around, right, Nana?”
“Y, Yeah. . . . . .Exactly, Thirteen. It’s all a joke, okay?”
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First looks at the two and says,
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“I see.”
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In a flash.
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“”Huh. . . . . .?””
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Nana and Thirteen’s heads roll off.
These two were name holders, monsters who received names from the Demon King. Two highly capable individuals died without being able to resist.
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In First’s hand is grasped a single sword.
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“We have no need for camaraderie among us. We are pawns of the great Ouma-sama. Pawns must not act on their own, disregarding the will of the master.”
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Despite having killed two comrades, not a hint of disturbance could be seen on First’s face.
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She glances at the corpses, then surveys the remaining group.
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“Do any of you have something you wish to say to me?”
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Everyone shakes their heads side to side.
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“Then let’s begin the meeting.”
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