The Tomoe Garden's

Prologues

The world is full of pain and suffering...

All that was left in the world was on the verge of collapse, after the starting point of the Fioresd Kingdom deploying their troops and adventurers to battle against disaster-class monsters.

Most of the people said that moment was the worst moment for the powerful adventurers and the Fioresd Kingdom army itself. Victims reach 90 percent, so that leaves those who still survive get tremendous mental pressure. In the end, those who survived were unable to withstand that pressure anymore, and ended up going insane.

The Kingdom of Fioresd had become one of the countries that suffered after the war against the disaster-class monsters. Before the war began, the Kingdom of Fioresd was one of the countries with the highest levels of population happiness, but after the powerful adventurers lost their lives and propaganda took place everywhere, making the kingdom vulnerable to colonization.

Not only that. Basically the Kingdom of Fioresd was a prosperous kingdom and did not get any threat for hundreds of years due to their solid defense. However, at this point the situation has changed. The world is changing very quickly. After that moment, chaos broke out in all parts of the world as a result of propaganda that did not know where it came from.

The Kingdom of Fioresd was the weakest kingdom at the moment and the most at the point of destruction. The economy began to thin as a result of the war, scientific progress stalled and the population became very frightened. Because of that, the Kingdom of Fioresd became the kingdom with the highest criminality.

A few months after the situation became a little more peaceful...

"Yes!!!" A woman screams in pain.

That day was an exception. The woman was tied up in a small hut in a place unspoiled by people. After hitting the woman repeatedly, the man became even more annoyed.

"Do you want to talk? How hard it is for you to negotiate."

"God!" The woman spat blood into the man's shoes. "You're still stubborn. You already know I won't say anything to you."

"I will continue to torture you if you don't provide information about the group that survived the war." The man held the woman's chin and smiled. "At least for now I will continue to torture you. If I get that information from someone else's mouth. I'll kill you."

But in return the woman continued to tease.

"Other people say? Ahahaha!!" The woman laughed. "It's so funny you are. You think someone else will find out? No one in this world knew about the existence of that group!"

"Wait a minute..."

"Yes!!!"

The woman screamed and vomited more blood. That guy hit him

"Are you not content to keep provoking me? I've hit your stomach repeatedly to keep you quiet. Ah, do you want me to hit and ruin that pretty face of yours?"

The man warmed up and swung his fist several times as if he were dancing.

The clothes and skin of the girl were dirty and shabby, like she had been tortured in that hut for days. However, he still hoped that someone would help him someday, even though it was almost impossible.

"Se-se," The woman wanted to say something.

"What did you say?" The man came closer to the woman's lips.

"Se-save a-I..."

Once again the man hit the woman's stomach hard. The woman regurgitated her blood and became helpless.

The woman's expression could already be said to be giving up on the pain she was suffering from. The days of being beaten and the lack of food every day, could only condemn his weakness. His long black hair was unraveling, his hands were trembling wanting to hold his stomach due to the excruciating pain, but he could not, his hands were tied with chains pulling him up.

"Once again, you're one of the survivors of that war, aren't you?" The man asked the woman who looked almost given up in front of him.

"...."

There was no answer from him, there was only a groan of pain from the woman.

"Ah, okay. If that's what you want, I'll act your way."

The man changed the way his fist was, he directed it more up, towards the woman's face.

"!!"

Moans back sounded. Impressed in the face area, there was a blue wound on the woman's face. He asked for help and forgiveness, but no one came to him.

"How, do you want to keep hoping for someone to save you? Who doesn't even have someone like that?"

"...."

"Well, I don't care about that. As long as you have hope of living, I also have hope of getting information from you."

No one knew who the man was, but he was the one who made the woman dance in his palm. The man had ulterior motives behind the battle against the disaster-class monsters. Right now he was just playing around with his punches and toying with the woman's psychology without boring her.

"Ah, I'm sorry for hitting you repeatedly in the face. I'm not interested in a woman like you, but you sure regret that your pretty face was beaten up, right?"

There was no answer from the woman, her eyes were empty as if they did not see hope. His body was covered in wounds from blunt objects and blows. But as long as he did not tell what the man was asking for, there was still hope for him.

"All right, I'll reveal a little bit of my secret." Said the man. "You're XXXX-- right?"

"....!" There was a change in expression from the woman.

"I'd guess. If you think I won't get any information from you because you won't open your mouth, it's wrong. I can find out about the identity of the group if I want to."

"...."

"Then, why don't we reveal everything about the reason your kingdom is on the brink of collapse, or why adventurers and royal troops are the victims of the monster's rampage, which one of your troops is very organized and confident of victory?" The man smiled at the woman. "And in the end I have revealed the identity of the group that was the key to the victory of the war at that time."

This man manipulates his victims, plays the feelings of his victims and is clever to flip things according to his heart. This guy is nothing more than a psychopath. There was no hope from the woman to escape the man's grasp.

"Well, let's start with the man who was the victorious executor of the war, named XXX-" The man began, and made the woman sweat.