Chapter: 272
As I followed Karia into the mansion, I saw the figures of those sprawled out on the floor.
According to her explanation, they had been knocked out after being possessed by the Evil God.
“I thought you wouldn’t like it if I killed them all, so I took care not to.”
‘Thank you for your hard work.’
“Hmph. It looks like I really went through some hardship. Look at the creaking in my joints! At this rate, I could play an instrument with my body.”
“…Can’t you just offer a simple compliment?”
Nope. In fact, even if I wanted to, I can’t. The moment I compliment, my usual criticisms would spill out, so you should just be satisfied with this!
While I was trailing behind the grumbling Karia, a foul smell suddenly wafted into my nose.
I hadn’t been told by anyone, but I knew this smell. It had always accompanied the countless crises I had faced.
The smell of blood.
Human blood, at that.
“Lady.”
“…Master? Just a moment.”
Ignoring Karl and Karia’s attempts to stop me, I followed the increasingly strong odor.
It wasn’t a difficult task. My sharpened senses from training pinpointed where the stench had begun.
As soon as I opened the door, I saw a man praying while the bodies of at least a dozen people were lined up, sprawled out before him.
The sight of these people, evidently dead in agony, shocked me, but even in the midst of panic, my heightened senses told me they were not ordinary humans.
An ominous aura still lingered in their lifeless bodies.
They would have been those who served Tariki in life. Those trash who sought to turn this territory into hell.
So there was no reason to feel sympathy for them, yet my heart couldn’t do so.
My breathing quickened.
“Lady.”
‘I’m fine.’
“What’s a sloppy person like you worrying about?”
The advice I received from Karl when I first killed something remains vivid in my memory.
This is normal now. After some time, I would eventually grow numb to it.
So what I need to do now is to face death and watch over it. To quickly get accustomed to such sights.
As I calmed myself and steadied my breath, a long sigh escaped from behind me.
“…Sigh. Seriously. You perverted brat. Didn’t I tell you to clean this up?”
Despite Karia’s scolding towards the man, he didn’t respond.
With his eyes closed, he silently prayed, as though he couldn’t hear anything.
Karia exhaled another sigh at his demeanor, but that didn’t bring forth any response from the man.
“Master, just to clarify, I didn’t kill them on purpose.”
‘I know, Karia.’
“I know. Gossipy auntie.”
I had no intention of blaming Karia for this.
The reason why I don’t want to kill others isn’t out of conviction but my own lack. What good is it to impose this lack on others?
Did Karia realize something from my words? She didn’t say anything more.
A heavy silence descended, and before long, Phoebe and the party entered the room.
Alsatine and Sloppy Fox showed no reaction whatsoever. Johan was expressionless as well. Even Phoebe simply bowed her head to the dead.
Everyone was familiar with such scenes—everyone but me.
Feeling like an immature child, I let out a heh laugh, just as the man finished praying and stood up.
“Karia. No matter how much of a villain they are…”
He started to speak to Karia and turned his head, but froze as soon as he locked eyes with me.
The moment he saw my clear and persistent gaze, I recalled where I had seen this man before.
That… uh, what was it? The pervert who served Beauty and the pervert, right?
I don’t recall exactly, but one thing was sure.
This guy is a pervert comparable to the Sloppy Fox.
“Lady! I’ve been wanting to see you again!”
“Yikes?!”
I instinctively stepped back in shock at the sight of the blood-soaked pervert rushing at me, just as Karl blocked my path.
He immediately infused his fist with aura and punched towards the pervert.
A clean fist without a hint of hesitation.
The pervert’s body soared through the air after being hit.
Normally, that flight would end with a crash against the wall. That’s how the world’s rules work.
Yet, the pervert suddenly stopped mid-air, surrounded by swirling mist.
“Smash him.”
Before Sloppy Fox even opened its mouth, the pervert crashed to the ground as mists with mass began to trample him.
…Well, thanks for taking care of that guy for now.
But, um, is this alright?
Isn’t he gonna die like this?
“It’s fine. Master. That guy won’t easily die.”
As if reading my thoughts, Karia, who was clapping beside me, spoke in a cold tone.
I’m not sure, but it looks like there’s a lot built up.
I shouldn’t have brought it up, or I’d be caught in the fallout, so I’ll stay quiet.
“I’d love to keep watching that trash get beaten up, but there are more important matters. Follow me, Master.”
“Yeah. Go ahead. I’ll take care of this guy.”
Leaving the pervert in Sloppy Fox’s hands.
Wait, can I really leave him to Sloppy Fox?
Both of them are trash in the extreme; can I just let them be together like this?
If they end up teaming up later, it could really lead to disaster.
…It should be fine.
Even though Sloppy Fox is a pervert, it’s a pervert with a hatred for its own kind.
After leaving those two behind, Karia led us to a room in the mansion.
This room looked just like a model home. It seemed like no one had lived here, as there wasn’t even a hint of a person. Yet, it was spotless; I could hardly find a speck of dust.
I knew the identity of this room.
No one outside the House of Burrow should know, but I, having come from outside this world, couldn’t help but know.
This is the room of the deceased firstborn of the House of Burrow.
“Nakrad took the underperformer in right after you arrived, Master.”
Nakrad’s got a bad personality. Building the entrance to a dungeon here.
Truly the mid-teen trash who serves trash.
“Master.”
‘Yes?’
“How does this dungeon look to you? Does it seem like an ordinary one?”
‘No.’
“You poor old maid. Your eyesight is failing you. Does it look like an ordinary dungeon to you?”
The dungeon in the center of the room was not an ordinary dungeon.
This was the dungeon I had entered to save Adri a few months ago.
A dungeon created not by Agra, but by another Evil God. Something pieced together as a wedge. A dungeon that only one person could enter.
“Definitely. You’re a specialist on dungeons, Master. Correct. This place is a bit different from the ordinary dungeon. While there are several differences, the biggest is that only one person can enter at a time.”
“I’ll go.”
Just as Karia started to explain about the dungeon, Karl stepped forward. His stance of wanting to face danger was truly knight-like.
One thing though; he didn’t consider the master’s wishes at all.
‘Karl…’
“Sloppy one. Stay back.”
Hey, Karl. I went through all sorts of hardships to come here and now you want to let someone else take it?!
What kind of knight has no morality? Morality!
Do you really think it’s right to just skip to the best part after setting everything up? Huh?!
If you want to be my pet, at least learn to wait!
“Still, Lady!”
‘Karl, do you know more about dungeons than I do?’
“What do you mean? The only thing you’re good at is swinging a sword, so why are you strutting around? Do you know more than me about dungeons?”
“…Well, not really.”
“Lady, Professor Karl’s words are right.”
As Karl hesitated to respond, Phoebe raised her voice this time.
“Your condition is terrible, Lady. What if you go in there and encounter some danger!”
Well, yeah. Honestly, I do think it wouldn’t be strange if I collapsed at any moment.
But you know, I’m really quite used to moving in such a state.
When I trained in the Allen family, there were times worse than this.
This is nothing!
‘This is something I must do!’
“Sloppy Saintess. You’re really giving this task to these shoddy ones? Seriously?”
So don’t take my dungeon away from me! I came all the way here for that!
Phoebe was about to retort my words, but Johan placed a hand on her shoulder.
“Saintess. Please stop.”
“But Bishop!”
“It’s a decision made by the Lady.”
As Phoebe looked up at Johan’s unwavering face, she began to mumble a response before eventually lowering her head without saying anything.
Johan, leaving Phoebe behind, cautiously reached out his hand towards me.
In his hand was a sphere containing concentrated divinity.
“This is the last remaining divinity within me. Please use it beneficially, following the Lady’s intentions.”
Upon receiving the divinity Johan handed over, I felt energy surge within me.
I hadn’t fully recovered my divinity.
But this amount is sufficient to destroy Nakrad.
The me who was humiliated by Nakrad in the past is a completely different person now.
“I’ll give you some too! Lady!”
While I was inspecting my body after accepting Johan’s divinity, Phoebe rushed over to me in a panic and cast divinity magic on me.
Her magic was weak, considering she had recently used most of her strength to create a miracle, which was beneath her name as a Saintess.
Yet the heart within it was genuine, so the divine magic certainly had a marked effect.
Feeling my body recovering, I thought of how to express my gratitude to Phoebe, but no matter how I pondered, no answer came to mind.
The moment I uttered ‘thank you,’ a disaster would surely occur.
So, instead of expressing my gratitude verbally, I chose to simply smile at Phoebe.
Seeing Phoebe return my smile, I guessed it must have been the right choice.
Once that entire process was over, no one stopped me as I stepped forward.
Alright. Let’s check one last time.
Although it’s a bit bent here and there, my armor is intact.
Ankhyr is still unharmed.
My mace is in top condition as always.
And I, well, I have always been ready.
That’s just how the trash of this world is.
“Go and come back, Master.”
‘I’ll be back soon.’
“I’ll return before Auntie’s wrinkles increase even more.”
“…No, seriously. Do I really have to wait until then?”
Leaving behind the groaning Karia, the moment I took a step into the dungeon, Grandpa’s voice rang out.
[Girl.]
‘What is it?’
[I sometimes wonder what it would be like if you didn’t have that strange blessing. What if you could convey your inner feelings as they are? ]
‘I think that often too.’
If only I didn’t have the Mesugaki Skill! I’ve thought that countless times.
I even planned what I would do first if I could speak properly.
Of course, I don’t believe that plan will come to fruition.
It seems that our shoddy perverted God has no intention of removing the Mesugaki Skill, so what can I do?
‘But why bring that up suddenly?’
[No, even if you could convey your feelings, you would have acted strong, wouldn't you?]
‘Huh? What do you mean by that?’
[Ha. Enough. Forget it. Focus on what you need to do now.]
‘…Grandpa, isn’t that making me focus more?!’
Ugh, seriously. I need to concentrate now, so don’t complicate my mind!
As I complained to Grandpa, with one more step, the scenery around me changed.
[In the darkness, you will not see even an inch ahead.]
Alright then.
Let’s enjoy the theme park prepared by Tariki.
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