How did I turn my victim into a phoenix-like hero?

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On the platform, where blood was everywhere (mainly Henson's blood), Hill had an indifferent expression as if he were watching cats and dogs fight, and slurped up his ice cream pancake.

Katya had heard rumors before that Sirocco had taken her sister to the dungeon, but her mental fortitude... Sirocco had clearly corrupted her.

Katya licked the icy ice cream with her left hand and held her beloved sword in her right.

"Sister Tia, could you tell Hill why you two started fighting?"

Hill licked his lips after finishing his ice cream, his left hand, equipped with a small leather shield, tucked behind his back as if he were hiding something.

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Katya quickly explained the whole story to Hill.

"I was the one who harbored ill intentions towards her, and I'm truly sorry. I've caused everyone trouble."

Henson gave himself some painkillers, touched his bloodstained severed arm, bowed his head to apologize to Katya, and also apologized to the sparse crowd of onlookers.

"No, what are you talking about? You insisted on stuffing those dark, unsightly decorations into my hands, and now you're apologizing?"

Oh my god, I can't take it anymore.

I saw something disgusting.

One second he was thinking of killing himself, the next he was bowing down.

"Arrest me, Mr. Tuner, it all started because of me."

Henson's sincere demeanor was touching.

"So, you also admit that you're a member of the Fallen Order?"

Katya was surprised by the other party's generous admission of wrongdoing, but she still pressed for details.

"The Fallen Order? What are you talking about? I'm not that dangerous."

Henson stared wide-eyed, as if he were hearing this for the first time.

"...Your god is a lunatic, a disgusting pervert, and you don't mind me saying that?"

Faced with Katia's blasphemous words, Henson's choice was:

"So, I don't know what you're talking about..."

He put his glasses back on, but his expression was obscured by the glare.

"These women's clothes, you took them out, didn't you! He said he would smash holes in my clothes to prevent them from being ruined so I could change into them."

Katia pointed to the pile of clothes on the bench.

"I brought it, but it's just my personal hobby. I have a cross-dressing fetish."

"Aha?"

Katya was speechless at Henson's eloquence.

She held a tissue in her hand and picked up a prop that was placed in the shadow of the chair.

"S33, an item that slows people down, with your fingerprints on it, and it's a banned product that's no longer sold."

"Yes, I'm an amateur explorer, so it's normal for me to carry props with me. This was a gift from my second aunt. Oh, it's a contraband item. I just thought it would be perfect for attacking you."

Katya had never seen such a nonchalant scoundrel before.

The other party was like a terminally ill cancer patient who had given up on treatment; Katya's explanations seemed ridiculous in his eyes.

Henson's willingness to denigrate himself as a pervert to conceal his identity as a member of the Fallen Order sent chills down her spine.

She even had the illusion that she wasn't talking to a person, but to a well-trained dog.

"Miss Benor, is this what you mean by something dark and murky?"

The tuner showed Katya the images on the terminal.

"Yes, he threw this at me."

It was thought that the tuner would change his opinion of Henson after learning about it, but the tuner instead looked troubled.

?

Could it be...

Katya thought of something and turned to look at the steel bars of the platform that had been smashed and deformed earlier.

Apart from the marks left by the destruction of the object, there was nothing else.

It turned out to be the case.

Even if Henson did possess and discard this dark, unsightly object, there's no way to prove it.

He can simply say he picked up a stone randomly and threw it, or make up some other excuse.

Anyway, it can't be proven.

"Besides, judging from the surveillance footage, Miss Benor, the camera malfunctioned the moment you appeared. In my opinion, you two are both very suspicious."

"this...."

There is no evidence to arrest anyone.

Katya remembered what Sirocco had said.

Henson admitted to attacking Katya.

However, it was merely classified as a brawl between explorers, and they should be released within a few days.

Moreover, it seems that Katia injured Henson more severely, making Henson the weaker party.

Indeed, this was the case; the tuner looked at him with a hint of doubt.

What should I do?

Let him go like this, and I'll beat him up later... No, what's the point? Doing this kind of thing is illegal in the city. Should we ask Sirocco for help?

Katya unconsciously glared at Henson, while he shrank back.

"I'm really sorry."

"Tsk..."

She clicked her tongue softly.

"Well then, Miss Benor and this Mr. Henson Cohen, please come with me to the station. My colleague will be here soon to collect evidence."

Is there really no way?

Hertanid was incredibly fast, striking his heart with a speed no one could perceive. No, the Harmonizer is watching. And this barrier in front of me doesn't seem so easy to deal with either...

"Is this what you're talking about?"

Hill, who had been listening quietly to the situation, revealed his left hand, which had been hidden behind his back.

“….!!”

Upon seeing the item in Hill's hand, the Harmonizer's expression changed drastically, and he gasped, his initial indifference and composure vanishing from his face.

"Hill, how did you...?"

Hill wore a thick mountaineering glove on his left hand, with a thin, dark twig floating slightly in his palm.

The tuner quickly took out a box, used tweezers to pick up the black twig and put it inside. Upon closer inspection, a thin layer of sweat was visible on his forehead.

With this thing around, the tuner had no choice but to believe Katya's words.

Katia looked at Henson confidently:

"Well, how do you explain this now? There are definitely only your fingerprints on it."

Seeing this, Henson neither panicked nor ran away, but calmly said:

"Well, it seems this is also the Lord's choice."

Seeing this, Katya felt even more disgusted.

He's already lost, so why is he still laughing...?

Despite the fact that justice should have triumphed over evil, Katya felt no joy whatsoever.

With a flick of the tuner's hand, the hexagonal wall transformed into chains that bound Henson's hands and feet, while the outer edge of the chain transformed into a transparent coffin.

In any case, the matter has finally come to an end.

Katia thanked Hill:

"Luckily you had a way to preserve the evidence. Otherwise, if that kind of scourge were released, who knows how many people would suffer."

Hill whispered to Katya:

"Well, it's alright. It was my brother who taught me this method. He said that this thing should not be touched with your hands or have any contact with your skin. Just use magic to hold it up."

Sirocco!

No wonder.

“Hill originally intended to take this back to show your brother to make up for what happened today when he was spying on you. But seeing how troubled you are, Hill will reluctantly help you. Remember to thank Hill.”

Even in this respect, it's the same as Sirocco.