<674 – Irresponsible Pleasure (22)>
To hand over the Rune of Misfortune to the Director, a prerequisite is necessary.
You must directly meet the Director.
And you must make the Director
These were certainly not easy conditions.
One only needed to look at the fact that even his daughter, Oknodie, could not meet the Director if he did not wish it to understand this.
“So we need the Butler. If it’s the Butler, who is called the Director’s right-hand man, he should be able to create an opportunity somehow!”
“I understand the advice. So how were you planning to convince the Butler?”
“Originally, I intended to use mental domination!”
“And then?”
“I was thinking of getting the information on the locations and personal details of the Butlers dispatched to various nations and suggesting to the Chairman of the Foundation to meet before handing over the Butler’s roster to the Principal!”
As the Foundation stood on the brink of a crisis with its influence over the world about to plummet, how could anyone not step forward if showing up meant solving the issue?
“That’s a foolish thought.”
The Darknodi, a permanent clone with the same memory and specs as Oknodie at the time of its creation, immediately noticed the flaw in the operation.
“It’s a failed operation since the Leader of the Organization is the Foundation’s Butler. The owner of the Mystic Domains is well-versed in all mysteries related to mental defense.”
Comprehensive Function Judgment.
No matter how powerful the function and authority, it was practically impossible to breach resistance checks against countless composite values.
In such a case, the standard method is to avoid the opponent’s strong abilities and look for weaknesses.
Strong individuals generally possess fewer weak functions and more strong functions.
The Darknodi thought Oknodie was the same.
‘With the body I share the specs with now, there were no areas where the judgment was loose.’
Whether in martial arts, magic, or mental abilities.
Each field was packed with defensive functions.
The Leader of the Organization, who has collected mysteries for centuries, as well as the Foundation’s Butler, also had this.
But the Butler was not Oknodie.
Thus, there were ‘relatively weaker’ areas.
*Mystery: An event or phenomenon so wondrous and bizarre that it cannot be understood by human strength, wisdom, theory, or common sense, or by such events or secrets.
Mysteries refer to such special phenomena.
Thus, there are no defensive functions can be triggered for things that are “not mysterious.”
For instance, pure labor functions are one such category.
The labor of a simple, uneducated woodsman with his [Wood Chopping] or a miner’s [Ore Mining], or a fisherman’s [Fishing], all fit into this category.
There is indeed room for mysteries to intervene when chopping wood, mining ore, or fishing.
However, generally speaking, the term ‘mysterious’ is not easily applied to ordinary labor.
Even if it is used, it is mostly referred to as ‘amazing’ when an ordinary person showcases the skills and efforts of a master.
“So what function will you use to manipulate the Butler?”
Curious whether the clone, Darknodi, would think the same, Oknodie tilted her head.
The very act of listening was deemed childish by the veteran player, who grumpily tied back the fringe that had flowed down after donning a vampire headband again.
“If it’s the [Wise One Who Knows Everything], I would use the [Academic] function, and if it’s the [Marine Who Specializes in Strength All-in], I could approach using the [Mental Power] function. But since it’s the current country, I would use the [Cleaning] function.”
Cleaning is a lifestyle function that usually occurs in homemakers or young children.
Of course, its effects are centered around faster or broader cleaning, more precision, and even cleaning up substances that lower function values could not touch.
But like all functions, even modest efforts can culminate and eventually yield special effects akin to mysteries.
“Ugh. Cleaning? How could you do such a boring and tedious task?!”
“All the lazy and indulgent things that could be done, you’ve already done first, and to catch up to your growth speed, it’s obvious that just being lazy again would only make me a lower version!”
“Trying to create a different field to surpass you in anything!”
“So what’s the reality? Would it work on you, too?”
“Definitely a group effort, right? Functions like cleaning presuppose a
“…You’ve awakened your domain to level 4 already? You didn’t reach that level before making me.”
The Darknodi couldn’t hold back her jealousy and puffed up her cheeks.
“Still, it might work on the Butler!”
“I will test it. If it fails, it’s just my pride that gets hurt, but you would have many more troubles.”
As if casually crossing the conversation that persuading the Butler and facing the Director was not a big deal, Guakjo the Evil Sage quietly watched.
“Excuse me, but don’t the two of you see the Mayor of the City of Pleasure and the Butler of the Wahyhiemhai Foundation flying around like they’re holding a grand martial arts tournament?”
Over there, each finger of the Mayor of the City of Pleasure burst with colored emotional orbs.
The Butler was surrounded by various forms of mystical domains that protected his entire body, while a disk-shaped dense area flew through the air like a boomerang.
Boom! Boom! Bang!
Even just being caught in the off trajectory caused buildings to collapse and the ground to sink.
Moreover, just by feeling the vibrations of the joyous spheres bursting in midair, one of the modified troop members vaguely realized the pleasure within and charged toward the Butler, drooling.
In that short time, he lost control of his own body to the Mayor of the City of Pleasure.
“Are you really that laid-back after seeing that?”
“I saw it. What is that?”
“Don’t underestimate our Darknodi. Who do you think made that clone? That much is a piece of cake!”
The Darknodi scoffed and dashed in between the two masters’ domains.
Unlike Oknodie, who switched back and forth imitating the energy from different domains, the Darknodi, existing as a permanent clone, was forced to extend the [Clone Domain].
Thus, she couldn’t deploy a separate domain, yet astonishingly, Darknodi began to break through the realms of pleasure and mystery barehanded.
[Mediocre Pleasure]
[Disappointing Joy]
Compared to the joy of conquering shown in the memory of Oknodie, mere mundane pleasure felt akin to sipping diluted alcohol instead of wine.
It was merely cheap fun, devoid of depth, richness, or diversity to anticipate.
[Declassified and Disassembled Old Mystery]
[Primitive Magic Studies]
None of the mysteries handled by the Leader of the Organization, the Foundation’s Butler, seemed remarkable compared to the numerous functions managed by a veteran.
They were all things that had been learned and used at least once, so how could they evoke any sense of mystery or awe?
[Infernal Pleasure]
[The 108 Mysteries]
As Darknodi forcefully breached the mental fortifications of two masters who were fiercely unleashing their domains.
“What is this?!”
[Mystical Nullification?!]
Once Darknodi was close enough, she poked her head out over the shadow cast by the Butler’s feet.
“Butler, I have a favor to ask.”
“I have many questions, but whatever you have to say, save it for later. Right now…”
“Is that the problem?”
Darknodi retrieved a long broom from a dark cloak that bore an effect similar to the ([Similar]) function.
[Ultimate Cleaning]
[Sweeping Up]
Cleaning for players was originally a necessity but leaned more towards eliminating tedious chores.
Like sweeping and polishing dust, it was about driving bothersome events out of sight.
Since Darknodi also shared memories with Oknodie, her understanding of the cleaning function was the same.
Therefore, she used the ultimate function in exactly the same way.
Like clearing away troublesome events, she opened a [Dimensional Gate] and pushed things through to the other side of the door.
The Mayor of the City of Pleasure, in a panic, naturally resisted.
“Where are you trying to send me?!”
“I don’t know. Just somewhere out of sight.”
Just like tossing trash into a garbage bin, she was sweeping away annoying events or bothersome enemies, designating them as trash to the other side of the dimensional portal.
Darknodi’s [Ultimate Cleaning] could only be used once on a single target within a limited timeframe, but the greater the constraints, the stronger the sucking power of the dimensional portal.
As if a vacuum cleaner was drawing in its dust, the feet of the Mayor of the City of Pleasure, Asmodeus, began to float in the air.
“No way!”
[Domain Saturation]
[Compulsory Materialization]
A new candidate for the Great Evil and a candidate for the Demon King’s Four Kings.
While creating a massive evil that would cast a shadow over the world, he was materializing numerous magical tools of pleasure to increase his mass, bringing his feet back to the earth.
However, when it comes to cleaning trash that doesn’t fall off easily, it’s also possible for the vacuum cleaner’s nozzle or a broom to come out toward the trash themselves.
Kugugugugu!
As the dimensional portal came winging in on its own, Asmodeus was left speechless.
Even fixing coordinates and connecting could create temporal instability, resulting in the distribution of Nature Mana anomalies, often resulting in a Mana Disaster.
Naturally, moving a dimensional portal fell under the taboo of taboos—a mad act.
Whether he was utterly confident that there could be no calculation errors or mistakes in space transfer, or whether he didn’t care even if disasters might occur.
In either case, having absolute confidence in his inhuman mental ability, Asmodeus felt his grand ambition of dominating the world with his pleasures devoured.
Darknodi proceeded with the fateful act as if she didn’t mind whether her world vanished into emptiness, not belonging to herself or anyone else.
Asmodeus didn’t even have the courage to imitate such a feat.
[Cleaning Target: Asmodeus]
[Designated Target Sweeping Complete]
In an instant of passive attitude, he was pulled through the dimensional portal.
Thud!
The portal, having eliminated its target, closed tightly and vanished into the darkness.
“Do you want to follow that, or are you going to help me with my request?”
Having seen her rival vanish into the dimension’s other side in an instant, the thought that she too might meet the same fate crossed the Butler’s mind.
Thus, the answer from the Butler was nearly predetermined.
“…Let’s at least hear it first.”
