10
Outside the tower, the fight between Natsuki Subaru and friends and the Shaula-transformed-giant-scorpion began.
On the tower’s second floor, the grinning instrument of mass destruction, Reid Astrea, renewed his duel with Julius.
On the tower’s first floor, Emilia had an unexpected encounter with the massive being waiting there.
And in the spiral staircase connecting the tower’s fourth through sixth floors…
“Ahhh, sheesh! We went out of our way to steal it, but this is something we can’t really use, isn’t it?!” The boy spat in irritation.
Scratching his long brown hair as he scoffed, he lowered his hand that held a beautifully detailed sword made of ice.
He had re-created the power using the name he had stolen, but the mana control was more precise than it looked, and it was difficult to combine with other memories.
Significant effort and skill was required to combine the techniques of different people, and Louis and Roy were not very good at it.
“Well, we are superior, so we can make it work, though.”
Though all three siblings possessed Gluttony’s authority, they all used it in slightly different ways. As a self-styled gourmet, Lye had more than a few choice words about the way his younger siblings comported themselves. Strength was what gave birth to a sense of superiority. Not that he was one to give advice.
“Plus, there’s no getting through to cute little Louis or that jerk Roy…well, that’s just how it goes! If they’re saying they can’t do it, then so be it! We’ll lap up every delicious treat in this tower for ourselves! Yes, yes, right, exactly, great, yes, YES! Gluttony! Gluttony!”
He bit clean through the ice sword in his hands, revealing his sharp teeth. Gluttony—Lye Batenkaitos—resolved to serve up every last target inside the tower on his dinner plate.
Fortunately, he could understand the situation intuitively. All that remained was to decide the order of the courses and which should be the main dish…
“And you believe you have that right? So carefree.”
“ ”
That voice had come from somewhere higher up on the stairs. Lye stopped chewing on the ice and raised his head. Above him, who stood on the stairs spanning the fourth and fifth floors but Ram. She stood on the fourth floor and peered down on him with her pink eyes.
The same color as blood or flames, her eyes held a terribly cold intensity, looking pitifully down at Lye’s ferocious hunger.
“From what I’ve heard, you are the one responsible for sundering my and Rem’s sisterly love… Be sure to squeal like a stuck pig as you die.”
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