episode_0007

IV.

When I was admiring the beauty and posture of Arcana, whom I met for the first time. She disappeared from sight.

“Page―♥ Nice to meet you. Master.”

“Ugh!”

Lord, master! Such a desirable word!

Isn’t this Arcana who has a truly desirable posture and uses desirable words!

“Oh my? Are you embarrassed? Really~. It’s so cute I want to eat it~. ‘Our’ master.”

While I was once again admiring her, she disappeared from sight, but in a split second, she appeared in front of me, kissed me on the lips, and returned to her seat, smiling and waving at me.

The fire that was kindled in Solo’s heart was barely extinguished, and the clown who came to his senses and made eye contact had a desirable attitude… No, he uncrossed his arms and pretended to reach out into the empty air with a serious face and grab something.

Before she could think, ‘What am I doing?’, the long handle of Scythe, a vivid red color reminiscent of bright red blood, appeared from the air she was grasping.

I don’t know where that long, big scythe came from. However, the moment she picked up her weapon, it had a different atmosphere than before.

Before, she was just a woman full of lust and charm that you wanted to hug, but now she feels like a blood-soaked demon sword and exudes a fatal and dangerous feeling.

He moves the huge blood-red side he was holding in his right hand to his left hand, spreads his right palm, shows that his hands are free from memorization, and slowly brings the open palm to his left heart and puts one knee on the ground.

“Greetings formally. master. Card number Zero. Arcana name, THE FOOL. He’s a clown.”

Yes.

She is the ‘clown’, the only one among the Arcana who can be summoned even without divine power.

The tarot card number is Zero, number 0.

So, is there no cost required to summon her?

No way. There is no way in this world that can be so easy. I don’t know about other people, but at least that’s how it was in my life.

The ‘Card Master’ who was taught to me by the authority says that other arcana are easier to summon. Clown is an arcana that is really difficult to summon.

The cost required to summon a clown is the card master’s ‘blood’. You may be wondering why that is such a difficult condition.

The condition here is not simply ‘blood’, but its ‘quantity’ and ‘quality’.

There is no way to imagine the fatigue caused by having to prick your finger to test your blood type. The amount used for blood tests and blood donations is not enough.

The card from the beginning, made of a hard and thick material that looks like it was made from carved wood – I didn’t know its name until now, so I called it my mother’s card – but it needs the blood of the card master to the point where it gets so wet and warps.

It wasn’t just enough to get one clown card wet, it was enough to get all 22 major cards wet.

Here is not the end.

The original card can only be wetted with blood that has been drawn from the card master’s body within 3 hours.

It is literally an arcana that can only be summoned right before death.

Just like in my case before I received the grace of God.

Please give the “command. Master.”

The clown who had been exuding lust just a moment ago now looked like a knight full of loyalty.

No, no. The clown’s appearance now looks more like a knight… … .

‘Warrior!’

okay. A warrior suits him better.

He is also a rough and cruel warrior that everyone else is reluctant to accept. A warrior holding a sword who, at the command of his master, can cut down the target with a single sword, regardless of whether the target is a child or an elderly person.

“If you give me something like an order to follow you to bed… … . Welcome~♥ Lord·In·nim.”

After the introduction, I put my fingers together and bring the sucheong to my lips. Then, I hit them together and send them flying towards me with a ‘hu’ sound.

After all, a clown is a clown.

The characteristics of each arcana came to me intuitively after awakening as a card master.

No matter the context, the clown’s biggest characteristic is that she is always crazy.

Instead of trying my best to reveal what I had said during the bedtime story, I turned my attention to Rom and his two sons, who were still stunned, and brought up the real story I wanted to talk about.

“I have a favor to ask.”

“What is it? What is the first request the Master asks me as soon as he summons me? Really go straight to bed?”

‘Really good idea… ‘No.’

For a moment, I almost nodded again without realizing it. It’s a really good idea and I wholeheartedly agree.

Barely holding on to my senses, I pointed out the guys who looked the same and were mesmerized by the clown, wondering if they were rich.

“Kill.”

“Ah! It’s one of my favorite commands~.”

Like a girl holding her hands and seeing a pretty flower by chance on the street, the mood changes as I hear the clown’s voice become higher and the corners of his eyes bend.

“These are the people who tried to kill me. Well, thanks to you I met you. But that’s that, this is this. So kill it. Painfully, cruelly.”

“… … Are you saying they are the ones who touched the Master? How dare you?!”

The clown’s mouth was still smiling. However, what was different was that the eyes, which were curved like a half moon, were shining like poison-coated daggers and were dripping with life.

“Willing!”

I ended up calmly saying things that I would never have said before.

But isn’t it strange? Now that an order has been given to kill someone, and to do so cruelly. It feels refreshing, like your body temperature is going down.

The clown has disappeared. Just like before, out of everyone’s sight. Not only me, but a middle-aged man who appears to be the leader of the Holy Knights is also looking around looking for her.

“Kaaak!”

Before the bald paladin could turn his head left and right a couple of times, the screams of Venerom, Rom’s first son, reached everyone’s ears. Naturally, everyone’s heads turn to where the screams are coming from.

“Ah!!”

“Aaaah!!”

…

…

There, Venerom, who had both his wrists cut off, was screaming helplessly because he had nothing to hold on to. Looking at it objectively, it was a pretty terrible sight. Naturally, the screams of the Gypsies of Creşti, who had surrounded the area from afar to watch, followed.

“Oh, no!!”

“Hiik!!”

Rom was struggling to get up from his eldest son’s miserable state and was crawling on the floor to get closer to Benerum, while his younger son, Shailom, was so frightened by the sight of his older brother that he was trying to run away. .

However, against my will to get up, I kept rolling around on the dirt as if my legs were giving out.

“Aaaaa!!”

Shailom, who was trying to run away, felt a force grab the back of his head and let out a scream of fear.

Is it instinct? Or is it because, unlike his older brother Venerome, he chose to drag himself by the back rather than suddenly appear and cut off his hands?

He recklessly swung the dagger in his hand, but when Shailom began to recklessly swing the sharp dagger in his hand, the clown withdrew his hand.

Shailom didn’t even know that, so he did his best and waved his empty, sword-less hand vigorously, as if he thought it was his way to survive.

“Don’t run away~.”

They say the sea monster Siren tempts sailors with her song, right?

Our(?) clown is a woman who can captivate a man with just one word or voice.

Look at it now. Venerum is still struggling to die, but aren’t his father Rom and Shailom’s eyes focused on the clown? Although I quickly looked away at the clown’s words that followed.

“If he runs away, you have to kill him quickly, right?”

Shailum nods her head despite the eerie nature of her voice, which is deeply filled with lament and regret. If you look closely, that is also a real asshole.

“Well, it might be because our clown is pretty.”

“Yes?”

I smiled brightly and shook my head as if it was nothing to the paladin man who responded in surprise at my self-talk.

Why does that guy look like that? uh? Why are you walking away from me? And that too secretly? Can a paladin who serves the main god avoid me who has received the main god’s grace?

The screams continue one after another.

The eldest son had his arms cut off, and the younger son had both legs cut off from the ankles. Rom has to watch his two sons like that.

“Oh my. It’s been a while and I’ve done too much. Still, you made the two sons so unequal in front of their father~.”

The scene she committed was so gruesome with the combination of screams and blood that some people nodded at the clown’s remarks.

And the festival had already stopped and the Gypsies of Creşti had begun to gather one by one, filling the area. Their heads are also nodding. but,

“Discrimination between children is the worst thing? sorry. You didn’t know because you’ve never been married? I’ll match it equally.”

As she continued to speak, the word ‘What?’ seemed to appear on the faces of the onlookers and Rom. They didn’t have to wonder. why?

Seok-. wickedness-.

Before the question even crossed her mind, the clown made her realize what she meant.

In the form of ‘equally fitted’ Benerom and Shaylom, with two hands and feet cut off and falling apart.

“Oh my! It became the same. right? Thank you?”

In an empty space filled with shock and fear, I was clearly smiling. Without a sound.

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〈 Arcana Information 〉

1. Name: Clown

2. Number: 0 (Zero)

3. Race: Human

4. Occupation: None

5. Body

[Strength 170+]

[Agility 200+]

[Stamina 125]

[Thinking ability cannot be measured]

6. Talent

7. Intimacy

[trust]

8. Power

〈Madness〉

〈Life Absorption〉

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