Butcher Demon

ense, this 20mm machine gun could be a great anti-aircraft weapon.
With it, I should be able to take on UAVs (Unmanned Aerial Vehicles) and combat helicopters head-on.

 

 

 

　Fighter jets and missiles flying at Mach would be tough, but that's okay because I don't intend to fight head-on against human weapons.
I don't think the human forces will waste their precious aircraft and missiles on a single runaway Butcher.

 

 

What the Butcher does best is in encounters where visibility is limited, such as in forests, mountains, cities, and indoors.
There is no need to face the enemy on the plains.

 

 

　Suddenly, I saw a workbench by the wall, and nostalgia overcame me.

 

 

 

　It wasn't that long ago, but somehow those days seemed so far in the past.

 

 

 

　I walked up to it slowly.

 

 

 

　This is where we used to work together, analyzing our devices and discussing our escape through writing.
I recall that we even had sex with her sitting on the desk.
I remember she was really excited about the immoral situation.
The next day, she even seduced me by sitting on the desk herself.
The next day, I sat down on the desk and seduced her.
Abigail was pressed against the desk top and endured my rough pistoning.

 

 

 

　There, my tools were still arranged in an orderly fashion.

 

 

 

　I gasped.

 

 

Because I saw the words “To Gevaudan” written on it.

 

 

 

　In the middle of a dust-free workbench, there was a neatly folded piece of paper.
A heavyweight had been placed on it to prevent it from blowing away by the wind, and the weight was a medal.
It was the medallion of the key we had used when we escaped.

 

 

 

　Human languege.
and this handwriting was familiar.

 

 

 

　I quietly moved the medallion away and opened the paper underneath.

 

 

 

It read.

 

 

『

 

 

Greetings.

 

 

 

　I was going to wait for you in this cave, but something came up that I had to do.
I will leave a note here.

 

 

 

　I am safe.
I'm sorry I couldn't be with you until the end.

 

 

 

 

　I really didn't want to leave you, but I got separated from you on the way, and the next time I found you, you were surrounded by aliens and I couldn't get to you.

 

 

 

　Eventually, the scene turned chaotic and I was forced to give up the chase so I made up my mind to leave you behind in desperation.

 

 

 

　The only place I could rely on was this secret cave that you had told me about.
I was lucky enough to reach it, and this is where I came to rest.

 

 

 

　I spent two days here, and I vividly remember the days I spent with you.
I can still smell the fragrant aroma of you cooking meat outdoors.

 

 

 

　As I am buried in the dry leaves, it is as if I am still in your arms.

 

 

 

　I will now head to Fort 88.

 

 

 

　Don't worry.
I still have a good amount of training.

 

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　I'm worried about Gevaudan.
Please contact me as soon as you read this letter.

 

 

 

Key : Ｇｅｖａｕｄａｎ（ＬＷＡＭＮＳＯＸＤＤ．８８．ＦＴ）

 

 

 

　I've got some machine guns and pistols.
I will borrow a small amount of ammunition, food, medical supplies, and other supplies.

 

 

 

　Don't forget.
We're partners.
A destined mate.

 

 

 

　Even if you do not contact me, I will come to you.

 

 

 

   yours sincerely.

 

 

 

　Abigail.

 

 

 

　P.S.

 

 

 

　Niblo is in my custody.

 

 

 

　He looks scary, but he's a smart and funny messenger.
He's just like you.

 

 

 

　You must try to contact me.

 

 

 

　You must.

 

 

』

 

 

 

 

　—-stupid woman.

 

 

 

　Why are you in the Fort…….

 

 

 

　It's too dangerous.

 

 

 

　According to Abigail's words, she is someone who has been disposed of by the organization.
If the person who got wrongfully disposed of comes back, of course the person who did that to her will not be happy.
In all likelihood, they would try to cover it up.

 

 

 

　It doesn't matter if she's trained or not, no Bond girl can survive if she's targeted by an organization.
What the hell are you thinking, Abigail ……?

 

 

 

 

　A feeling of frustration began to rise in me, causing my stomach to tighten.

 

 

 

　Contact ……
contact information, Key ……?

 

 

 

　What does that mean?

 

 

 

　I stare at the string of letters.

 

 

 

　I recognize it.
Maybe.
But I'm not sure what it's for.
Is it some kind of a telecom address?

 

 

 

　No, I'm pretty sure any wireless communication device in the Fort would be intercepted.
an Email from a terminal is a no-no.
A letter?　But Abigail's address must be uncertain at the time she wrote this.
There's also the fear of being closely monitored, given her position.
Maybe a P.O.
Box of some sort?

 

 

 

　What was it ……?

 

 

 

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　Maybe it's something that I barely ever use.
So, it's a system used by the residents of the Fort.
It's a means of communication that Fort residents often use ……
a public one ……
and one that has a certain amount of anonymity …….

 

 

 

　I had my face close to the letter's code as if I tried to eat it.
Ferris and Titania were peering in from either side of me.
Both of them looked at the letter and my face and wondered.

 

 

 

　The letter was written in human characters, so to them, it must have looked like I was staring blankly at an unintelligible pattern.

 

 

 

　The next moment, Titania snatches the letter out of my hand.

 

 

 

　*Sniff, sniff, sniff*

 

 

 

　She smells the letter and glares at me sideways.

 

 

 

　Jealous?

 

 

 

　You're jealous?

 

 

 

　It makes me feel so good.
What's with this superior feeling? I haven't been the subject of jealously in a long time.
It's so sweet how she doesn't hide her desire to monopolize me.

 

 

 

　As I watched over her with such compassion in my heart…

 

 

 

　Then.

 

 

 

　Titania put the letter in her mouth.

 

 

 

　What?…….

 

 

 

*munch* *munch* *chomp* *chomp*

 

 

 

wait……are you kidding me……

 

 

 

*gulp*

 

 

　Uh…….

 

 

　She shows off her pink tongue with a beaming smile.
Ferris held her mouth with both hands and looked surprised.

 

 

 The Black goat has eaten a letter ♪

 

 

 

　No, no, no, your stomach is gonna get sick.

 

 

 

　The situation was so bad that I forgot to restrain her.

 

 

 

　Ah!

 

 

 

　I can't remember that important key she gave me!

 

 

 

　My brain can't memorize such a complicated string of letters!

 

 

 

　Even though it's …..
It's ….
it's too late now.

 

 

 

 

　You're a beautiful woman on the outside, but inside you're a mischievous little devil, Titania.

 

 

 

　I think she needs a little bit of discipline.
……