〔Target for tracking, ‘Scheduled for disposal,’ route setting has been completed.〕

〔Following the recommended route, reporting the process of ‘Scheduled for disposal’ arriving at the destination in real-time.〕

How much time had passed like this?

〔Only 100m left to the destination.〕

The man was still relentlessly observing the actions of the resurrected woman.

Until she reached the destination as he desired, continuously.

His obsessively focused expression broadened into a wide grin only after a new notification window appeared.

Ding.
〔Only 50m left to the destination.〕

“Oh, finally, we’re almost there.”

He, who had committed massive slaughter without dirtying his hands, was thrilled as if receiving a birthday present.

‘If it’s 50m ahead, it means we’ve reached the main gate of Kitten Palace.’

The man recalled the training he received from the Kitten he had killed, who had now become the catalyst for magic.

In his childhood, the knowledge forcibly instilled in his head for the liberation of the family proved useful even at times like this.

Longing for memories that would never return, the man unfolded his magical scroll.

“Formula setting. Area designation. Entire fog covering Rinstead.”

‘Magic is relatively easy to cast when you have a sufficient amount of offerings and rituals, but undoing it is difficult…’

That’s why the man grew fond of poison-like magic.

At first, it was to aid in freeing the family.

Now, he was obsessed with slaughtering all humans in this world.

As the unique patterns of a sorcerer emerged on the magical scroll, the man spoke.

“Open.”

A magical circle with a diameter of about 1m.

The magical circle the man drew awakened the numerous other circles that were densely carved on Rinstead’s land, like explosives.

All of them were an enormous quantity of magical circles drawn by the man in advance.

In an instant, red light began emanating from dozens, hundreds of magical circles like a spreading fire.

As the patterns of red light lit up on all magical circles, the thick fog that boasted a sturdy barrier around Rinstead crumbled.

Roar.

A small vibration shook the ground, and eventually, the city hidden by the fog revealed itself again.

However, whether the fog was present or not, Rinstead remained equally silent.

There was only one living person, the man who inherited the blood of the Warei family.

Thanks to the last mercy of Count Warei outside the city, the citizens who lived in Rinstead were able to leave the city alive.

Thus, only one man remained on the land where the defeated family members took their last breath.

Pasus.

The magical circle emitting red light shattered into pieces and disappeared as the fog lifted.

In the eerily quiet and desolate city, the man wore an expression full of anticipation.

Ding.

〔’Scheduled for disposal’ is attempting contact with the blue point.〕

“Hmm. Did they set up a gatekeeper at the main gate? It won’t be bad for me.”

It was actually a fortunate event.

The man knew that noble mansions, for emergency preparedness, always installed magical barriers.

So, to safely pass through the magical barrier covering Kitten Palace, he needed the help of the ‘real’ surviving survivors.

The man raised his stone-like finger and manipulated the status window.

〔Enlarge and show the route of ‘Scheduled for disposal.’〕

As if watching from the sidelines in real-time, the screen vividly captured the woman’s point of view.
“He did well to engrave a magic circle that can share vision with it.”

Thanks to that, the man could leisurely witness everything the death envoy he sent was doing without any constraints.

Who’s there?

A man who seemed to play the role of a gatekeeper, judging by his appearance, asked in surprise as he looked at ‘Scheduled for Disposal.’

The man sipped on the alcohol that had been carefully stored in the warehouse, enjoying the scene.

The woman he resurrected spoke in a voice that no longer hesitated.

Ugh… I’m a survivor who barely escaped from the monsters. Please open the door.

In reality, ‘it’ couldn’t see the humans beyond the magical barrier.

However, for ‘it,’ which followed the commands entered by the man, who is its ‘father,’ it wasn’t difficult to pretend to see humans beyond the barrier.

This was because the magic circle the man planted for cases where a magical barrier, undetectable by sight, hearing, and smell, would be encountered had been activated.

“I was about to leave Rinstead, but wouldn’t it be nice to watch this absurd play?” The creaking man lay sprawled on the couch, only staring through the status window.

The vivid eyes flashed with madness.

The trembling voice of the gatekeeper, expressing disbelief, filled the man’s ears.

Are you really a survivor?

If you see my appearance, you’ll know. I look dirty and pathetic, chased by monsters outside. Even my clothes are tattered from being chased by monsters.

The feeble woman, with a sobbing voice, undoubtedly belonged to a living person.

The gatekeeper, seen through the shared vision, stared intently at ‘Scheduled for Disposal.’

Really… It’s not a monster. It doesn’t look grotesque like zombies.

The gatekeeper was relieved upon seeing the green eyes of the woman shining.

Then, will you let me in?

As the woman’s hopeful voice emerged, the man, proud that his creation was functioning properly like a human, burst into laughter.

“Ah… Ahahaha! Ahahaha!”

In this foolish and pitiful scene, Sienna Evergreen.

“You’re the lead actor of this play.”

Deceive and kill the survivors who have managed to stay alive for once.

The man, who looked like an angel, whispered like a devil.