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“I’m so hungry… I’m going to die like this…”

Someone aimlessly wandered the streets.

Eventually, their legs gave out, and they collapsed.

Having come all the way to Kellierhton in search of the source of a sweet scent, it turned out to be a futile effort in the end.

The disguise of their blonde hair, meant to help them look human, was starting to fade back to black.

“Ugh…”

Huddling up due to the endless hunger,

they had reached the brink of madness.

“Why… did I even post adult content…?”

She was the Healthy God Affectionate Konik in the gallery.

Her real name was Lilian, and she was a Succubus.

What is a Succubus?

A species that feeds on the interest of others.

“Why did I have to be born as a Succubus…”

The more interest, the better.

Even better if it’s intense desire instead of mere interest.

The problem was that Lilian was a socially awkward homebody who preferred to spend her time in her house creating content.

Contact with men? What’s that?

She managed to survive by reluctantly posting adult content, but at some point, her hunger became insatiable.

“I can’t… endure this anymore…”

Looking down at her hands, she realized they were already starting to vanish.

Lilian collapsed beside a strange warehouse, slowly dying.

Tears threatened to spill at the thought of her situation.

How did she even get here? How did she gain her freedom?

In that moment, filled with resentment and regret, she was about to vanish.

“Hey, who are you?”

A rather deflating voice suddenly called out.

Raising her weary gaze, she saw the source of the scent she had been searching for all along.

An irresistibly delicious aroma.

It was the Head of the Gallery.

*

An AK47 shooting spree incident.

But now, with the added twist of having no bullets.

– Haha, serves him right.

– I guess it’s time for a reward, huh?

– But what was that woman just now?

– She really vanished in an instant.

Right then, the Affectionate Konik had tried to take the drying machine hostage but ended up in a reverse tourism situation.

As the drying machine whispered something, the man collapsed like a puppet with its strings cut.

Thanks to this, the knights swiftly pounced on him and subdued him.

In the meantime, the drying machine had disappeared into an alley.

“But why was she blonde?”

No, it wasn’t just the hair color.

This was not the appearance of the drying machine that I knew.

Though her appearance could easily be seen as someone else, I recognized her by her eyes.

Those bright amber eyes belonged to no one else but the Affectionate Konik Healthy God.

“I’m sure it was the drying machine.”

The Gallums seemed to think of it as just another passing magician, but they couldn’t fool me.

That was indeed the drying machine.

It was certainly not due to frequent peeks at adult content that I recognized her.

– But now, what happens to that man?

– What does it matter? Haha.

– Does the hostage situation with the queen look like a joke?

– It’s time for a guillotine event.

The captured man’s fate was clear.

Execution.

Not long after, a new concept post was published.

[Title: The 41214th Reality Konik Execution]

Author: Lloyd

(A bright floral tree and guillotine meme)

The 41214th Reality Konik Execution

Kellierhton is holding a guillotine festival.

However, since the event’s participant is a serious criminal who posed a threat to Her Majesty the Queen,

we will not execute him at once, so please pay attention.

Hosted by: Kellierhton Royal Family

Date: x month x day at 12 PM

Location: In front of Kellierhton Central Square

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– Finally, my stimulation charger is here!!!

– (Farmer Icon Cheering)

– (Executioner Icon Shouting)

– We gotta reward our cute Tuna-chan for being threatened, right?

He dared to threaten the Queen of Kellierhton.

Immediately, public opinion began to flare, calling for the man’s death.

“Hmm…”

But I felt a bit reluctant.

It wasn’t because I was hesitant about execution as a modern person or that every life is precious.

Moreover, I usually stayed out of such matters, but this felt different.

– Head of the Gallery: Stop!!!

– ?

– Haha, “Stop” is valid.

– There’s no way to not stop, haha.

– But why are you telling him to stop?

– Seriously, even the Head of the Gallery should come over for a drink.

“No matter how I look at it, what he said isn’t quite sane.”

What kind of person threatens the not-so-guilty Tuna Queen just for first place?

It felt weird that they would try to summon me.

I hadn’t been harmed in any way.

If anything, I should be gaining from the bounty, having no reason to hold any grudges.

– Head of the Gallery: For now, don’t kill him, just restrain him.

– ?

– Wait, do you suspect something?

– Head of the Gallery: I feel like he’s being used against his will, and he seems a bit off too.

Moreover, there was no reason to kill him immediately.

He was already defenseless.

We could interrogate him, and if it turned out he needed to die, we could deal with it then without any problem.

“But will he comply if I tell him not to?”

The issue was that the man was a criminal who had threatened the queen.

From the kingdom’s perspective, executing him immediately might bring some relief.

Maybe this was a matter that I was overly involved in.

I thought so, but…

[Title: Head of the Gallery, I’m just following orders here.]

Author: Lloyd

(Bound with tape and chair meme)

(The man struggling with red eyes meme)

What should I do now?

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– Haha, this guy just does whatever the Head of the Gallery says.

– Thanks to the Head of the Gallery, isn’t this a promotion case?

– From Adrian Knight → Newly Established State Queen Knight.

– He really knows how to ride the wave, haha.

– But this is the right way.

“No, it doesn’t seem like you’re even thinking about it.”

Kellierhton was surprisingly more favorable to me than I thought.

To begin with, even Lloyd, who was second in rank only to the Queen, was very friendly towards me.

Without questioning, he immediately arranged an interrogation room to post new information, so…

The stage was all set.

Lloyd: But this guy doesn’t listen well.

Lloyd: Will he really confess properly…?

Lloyd: Just tell me whatever!

Head of the Gallery: Okay then…

I paused for a moment to look at the shop.

[Pepper Spray] – 31p

[Capsaicin Spray] – 40p

“Should I start lightly?”

He doesn’t listen well?

That’s fine.

Does he know about my capsicum?

*

“Damn, you power-hungry dog bastards.”

The man, bound to the chair, spat.

The spit hit the interrogator’s clothes.

“This guy for real.”

At that moment, the interrogator was about to unleash violence, his forehead vein twitching.

“How is everything going?”

“Knight Commander!”

Seeing Lloyd enter the room, the interrogator quickly bent his head.

He was an excellent interrogator but looked troubled as he reported.

“Well, he isn’t opening his mouth. I’ve never encountered someone so stubborn before.”

“Is that so?”

“Honestly, I don’t quite understand. He threatened the queen, and yet…”

“Wait a second.”

Execution? That was something Lloyd wanted more than anything.

But the Head of the Gallery told him not to.

So both the victim, Evelyn, and Lloyd calmly waited for the Head of the Gallery’s decision.

“He wouldn’t say such things without a reason.”

Listening to the Head of the Gallery wouldn’t bring any losses.

Hadn’t Lloyd once doubted him and ended up tasting punishment?

“Never doubt the Head of the Gallery.”

“Y-yes, yes…”

Having learned this the hard way, Lloyd never doubted the Head of the Gallery.

As a result, he rose to the rank of the top knight of an entire country.

But he couldn’t help being curious.

“How will you get this guy, who remained unfazed even after having his nails pulled out, to confess?”

Just then, as they waited for the Head of the Gallery’s decision…

[The Head of the Gallery has delivered ‘1 quantity of Pepper Spray 10ml’ and ‘1 quantity of Capsaicin Spray 10ml!’]

Something fell from the sky.

Just two tiny cans that could easily fit in a hand.

“What’s this?”

But the moment I saw it, I understood.

They were ominous-looking cans with bright red backgrounds that would surely open one’s mouth.

Head of the Gallery: Just spray it without asking any questions.

Head of the Gallery: And after you heal, repeat it three times. Go ahead.

“Uh…”

Just as Lloyd was reading the instructions,

“Those head followers of the Head of the Gallery!”

The man, who knew nothing, suddenly shouted again.

“I swear! I’ll chop off the Head of the Gallery’s head someday! I’ll kill him no matter what!!!”

As he shouted with veins bulging from his neck, unaware of what was about to befall him,

Lloyd shook the cans well before stepping up to the man.

“Just one time…”

– Spray!

Three seconds should be enough, right?

Lloyd began to spray towards the man for a good three seconds.

*

About half a day after capturing the man,

Surprisingly quickly, a post appeared.

[Concept Post: Koiwww Covered in Tears and Snotwww]

Author: Lloyd

(Meme of someone shaking like they’re having convulsions)

(Meme of someone screaming they’ll confess anything now that they’ve come to their senses)

I used it about twice.

Should I do it once more?

-? Who’s this?

– Why’s he acting like he’s gonna die? Haha.

– What’s this, torture?

– Lloyd: It’s not torture; it’s just like rubbing pepper in their eyes.

– Evil bastard.

– Aahhh!!!

– (Knight looking straight ahead meme)

– (Demon, come on now… meme)

The man initially screamed, but after two rounds, black smoke began escaping from him.

“I feel like I’ve been cleansed?”

– Head of the Gallery: Nope, just stop now.

– Lloyd: Oops, my bad. Haha.

– Evil bastard;

– Never commit a crime in Kellierhton again.

The man, now back to normal, started spilling information even before being asked if he would receive the spray again.

“I-I remember. While hunting bounties, I encountered an Arachne in the forest.”

An Arachne? Isn’t that the monster from Roman mythology with a woman’s body that has been a staple in games?

“I was cursed by the Arachne, and when I regained my senses, I found myself here.”

“All of it?”

“Yikes! Yes, yes! I can prove everything!”

When Lloyd subtly held out the spray, the man began nodding frantically.

It seemed the black smoke escaping from the man had been a form of Brainwashing Magic.

– Head of the Gallery: Do you remember the location?

“Uh, um, that is…”

As soon as I commented, the man awkwardly hung his head.

“I’m sorry. I don’t remember…”

A monster that casts mental curses, huh.

“Hmm…”

Lloyd: I checked the contract to see if it was a lie, and it doesn’t seem like he’s lying.

A monster that casts curses? That’s a first.

The problem was that he didn’t remember the location.

“Should we post a reward for finding the Arachne?”

It didn’t seem like something to consider lightly.

While I was pondering solutions, we heard a loud noise.

-Thud!

From the upper bunker, there was a sound of something crashing against the front door.

“What’s that?”

Nobody should be coming to my house.

There were occasional visits for furniture surveys or ID issuance from the state, but that was over now.

“Who is it?”

I asked, holding my shotgun, but received no answer.

Checking the external CCTV that I had installed just in case, I saw nothing in front of the door.

“Is someone ringing the bell?”

No way they had that back in medieval times?

Just as I cautiously opened the door with my shotgun, which could normalize any situation,

I found someone gasping for breath by the open door.

“…Drying machine?”

I discovered the drying machine, half-conscious and collapsed.