A Transmigrator's Privilege

by Usui Takumii

not mine, wuxia world. Waiting for the translator to update.

9. 81 to 90

I made a firm decision.

"I'd like that, please."

"But you don't need that."

"I'll take that."

"Ah, why?"

"Because I want that."

God Grandma's recommended me a different product. Even though she coaxed me with a discount, I didn't budge.

Agnes was also slightly sullen about my choice.

What is that? It looks worse than the bag.

God Grandma let out a deep sigh.

"I don't know why you are so obsessed with this Save Artifact. Anyway, I can't sell it. It's out of stock because production has stopped."

"The sample is fine."

"What you're seeing is an imitation for display."

"I see..."

When I did not hide my disappointment, God Grandma made a seriously troubled face.

"Do you want it so much?"

"Yes. How can I have it?"

"Actually, there is one used item that is left unattended. Would you like to take that?"

"Wow, really?! ...But maybe it's not a stolen, is it?"

I pointed out the phrase "Stolen Goods are Welcomed" written on the signboard.

"You're uselessly sharp."

"..."

"Hoho, that's a joke. You won't get in trouble if you take it. We will start trading stolen goods after we have become closer. Hohoho."

['The World-building God' said it's trustworthy.]

As long as World God guarantees it.

"It's half used, so I'll give it to you at half price. What do you want to do?"

"I will buy it."

"Great. Instead, you have to take it yourself."

"What?"

Where and how should I take it?

A gate opened in front of me with my eyes wide open.

"I'll send you right in front of it. Bring it."

"Oh my!"

God Grandma's strong hand pushed my back.

I suffered from a sudden space transition, my vision blurted like a whirlpool and then unfolded again.

When the surreal background returned to reality, I was in a whole new environment.

A desolate landscape was reflected in my field of vision. It was a place where the sky, which was covered with dark clouds, and the rocky terrain met on the horizon.

Quarreung! Quarreung!

Thunderstorms vertically hit the ground throughout the dark clouds. It's like using Divine Punishment. The sky was angry at something.

My gaze focused on the place where lightning was gathered. At that moment, my eyes widened.

"Oh my God."

There was a huge pit about 100 meters in diameter. I drew closer and looked down.

There was an indescribable darkness. It looks like the abyss of the underworld. Of course, I don't know if this one connects to the actual afterlife.

"Where the hell am I..."

Ellet.

Agnes' voice was low.

Be careful.

"..."

I snapped to my senses and focused on the energy of this place and it wasn't long before I realized.

Here, there is something.

"Huf."

The moment I recognized it, my lungs were compressed. The atmosphere in here was warning me to watch out for my breathing.

'Grandma, where the hell did you throw me!'

Quarreung! Quarreung!

It was that moment when the thunderbolt fell

[System You have entered the dungeon of unknown difficulty 'P■■ of At■■■■■■■']

[System Urgent Notification! This is an unidentified hazardous area. We recommend a quick return.]brbr

At this point, the artifact was not the problem.

You have to leave, Ellet. Right now.

But how?

That was

[System Dungeon's ■■, "■■■er of the Ab ■■■ of Ete ■■■■■" wakes up]brbr

"...!"

I guess this is how it feels like to stop breathing.

The owner of the dungeon has woken up!

Under the pressure, a single thought occupied my head.

'I have to get out before the dungeon owner finds me!'

At that moment, the revelation of God fell.

Why is it taking you so long? Take it quickly, its right in front of you.

"Ah."

Just then, a floppy disk floating in the center of the pit caught my eye. I instinctively realized that if I take that, I will be able to naturally get out of this place.

I moved without hesitation to survive.

Shiishw!

I pulled out the Spirit King's Harp String and stretched it toward the Artifact. Five wires wrapped around the floppy disk and brought it to

[Artifact 'Save Point']

A 'life-saving' artifact created for infinite regressors suffering from burnout. When used, the next time you die, you will revert to the point in time when the artifact was of uses remaining: 14/30]brbr

Almost half was used. But there was no time to think

['■■■er of the Ab ■■■ of Ete ■■■■■' has discovered your existence!]brbr

"Huk!"

No!brbr

['■■■er of the Ab ■■■ of Ete ■■■■■' explores your existence.]

['■■■er of the Ab ■■■ of Ete ■■■■■' explores your existence.]

['■■■er of the Ab ■■■ of Ete ■■■■■' explores your existence.]brbr

The same message obsessively popped up one after another.

I had a feeling that a stranger was scanning me and piercing my soul. My heart was pounding even though my mind was protected by the system.

It's not the mind, it's the body's feeling. This was the gap between the owner of the dungeon and me.

I shouted in a hurry.

"Grandma! Get me out of here quickly!"brbr

['■■■er of the Ab ■■■ of Ete ■■■■■' explores your...]brbr

The next moment my body was once again dizzy and sucked back in. It was a well-timed rescue.

[...Failed to locate.]

The dark clouds lifted and the light shone through to the abyss where monsters were raised.

Indeed, the light that was allowed after a long time had a special meaning.

[System The dungeon's prisoner, 'Sinner of the Abyss of Eternity' is released.]

[System The dungeon of unknown difficulty 'Pit of Atonement' will disappear.]

Kwagwagwagwang!

The pit eroded from the edge and quickly collapsed. If this were the case, the prisoner would be buried in the dark of the collapsed walls.

However, the freed sinner showed no sign of escaping from the pit.

Because.

[System The dungeon prisoner, 'Sinner of the Abyss of Eternity' has died.]

For the sinner, death was the most complete liberation in this life.

"Li, I lived."

It was dangerous.

Returning to the store, I breathed a sigh of relief.

The hand that wiped the chest was holding the Artifact.

It was simply a life-threatening item.

Then God Grandmother calmly said.

"You are back. Let's start with payment."

"Ah, yes."

I asked while handing out a coupon for 100,000 points.

"You know, the owner of the dungeon... Who was that?"

"Huh? That's a dungeon without an owner."

"What?"

What are you talking about?

Obviously, a boss whose name was censored scanned me from head to toe. I almost got ripped off while I was shopping for something, so I got a little sullen with God Grandma's excuses.

"There was."

"There isn't."

"It was definitely there."

"No."

"You know..."

"Don't bother me anymore, come on! Here's your change! The store will close soon, so hurry up and go."

"Ah!"

I went back as if I was half kicked out of the store. They say it's a VIP point shop, but the VIP treatment really leaves a lot to be desired.

I walked back down the alley in a trudging, dazed mood.

The landscape on the left and right was crushed and the surrounding landscape was reconstructed. It was only after returning to the real world that I remembered an important fact that I had forgotten.

"Oh, I should have lowered the price!"

I should have paid half-price for something half-used!

That's how my first shopping at the VIP point shop ended in bad memories.

Time went by quickly and the end of spring came fast.

Tak.

I tied the knot of the walker strap tightly, straightened my back, got up, and fixed my satchel bag.

All right, I'm ready!

"I'll go, Mom, Dad."

"You have to be careful, Eli."

I said goodbye to my parents with a hug. A strong one for Mom and a gentle one for Dad.

Fixing my disheveled clothes, Mom said.

"Don't overdo it for nothing. You might get tired when people ask for help all over the place. Just do what you want in moderation."

"Yes, Mom."

"If you feel like you got into something you can't handle, just let go of it, and if it's dangerous, don't think about anything else, just take care of yourself and run to mom or grandfather."

"I will."

"Ah, if you're having a hard time, throw everything away and come back."

"All right."

I smiled on my own. Because I liked how my mother's words only thought about me. Dad said only a few short but bold words.

"If you find a man, he must resemble this father."

"Of course."

I laughed

[System Tutorial 'Compulsory Training Time has ended.]

[System The 'Compulsory Training Time for a wise Transmigrated Life (for SS-level transmigrators)' quest has been successfully completed.]

[System From now on, your action radius restrictions will be lifted, and the survival difficulty in all areas will be normalized to SS level.]

[System Your timeline is connected to the original timeline of Episode 17.]brbr

The time has come.

['The World-building God' is moved to tears.]

['The Troubled Architect of the Tower of Trials' wishes you good luck.]

['The Spoiler Inspector' declares that they will continue to watch you.]

['The Eyes that watch over the chaos of all things' will watch together.]

['The Critic who adjusts the balance' looks forward to the destruction of the original.]

['The Creative Business Manager' asks for a lot of billing in the future.]

['The Scales that Judges the Soul' is urging you to meet the most handsome man in the world.]brbr

The encouragement from the gods was also warm.

"Then I will go."

I took the stone out of my pocket and crushed it. A specially made transfer stone with coordinates designated to move to a specific place. It transcends space and transports my body.

"..."

I slowly opened my eyes as I felt the wind engulf my body.

Finally, I came out into the world where the original

Chapter 17. The beginning of the originalbrbr

The sky was clear above meandering mountain ranges that boasted dark green ridges.

The greenery, which continued down to the foot of the mountain, looked like a velvet carpet that had been spread on the floor.

Greenwall was a small town surrounded by mountains like a folding screen. Due to the geographical enclosure, there were hardly any visitors from outsiders except for the peddlers who came once a week.

But recently, there has been an unexpected change here.

The women who were doing the laundry by the well chattered.

"A lot of priests and knights came this morning, right? I heard there was a very handsome young man among them, is that true?"

"I saw it. Are you talking about the silver-haired young man? It's the first time in all my life that I've seen such shiny silver hair. What about his face...Ugh, I can't put into words how holy it was."

"But why did they come? The denomination doesn't care about our village."

"I know, right? They haven't even sent a new priest in 10 years. I wonder if the priest who ran away at night, because he didn't like the smell of pig dung, is doing well."

The sound of the clothespin resounded a little louder.

"Uncle Paul said that there was a dungeon in the middle of the mountain? Could it be because of that?"

"Oh my, a dungeon? Really?"

"Then the adventurers will come to dig up resources now? The village will develop!"

It was time for the happiness circuit to run wild, with no doubt that peace would continue as always.

"Hmph! What happens if we develop? The church would extort us in the name of donations. After all, they are a denomination that is only after money!"

An old man barged into the talk. He had a great sense of disparity mixed among the women, but his arms movements using the bat were skillful.

"The chief is too much. The church was always like that, right? Don't get angry."

"That's right."

"By the way, why did you come out to do laundry today?"

"My wife strained her back while plowing the field yesterday, besides, I do laundry better than my wife anyway"

I think that was enough appreciation of a peaceful rural laundry scenery. At this point, I stopped looking at the system map and approached them.

"Hello. Can I ask you a question?"

"Oh my, what a surprise! An outsider?"

"It seems that adventurers are coming because rumors of a dungeon have spread!"

"Welcome to Greenwall!"

Seeing the kindness of the people, I thought it would be easy to ask questions.

"Where is the church in town?"

"Church? Go straight down the right road and you'll find it."

"It's a brick building, so it's easy to see."

"But the priest also ran away and there's no one there, it was not maintained at all, so it's more like an abandoned house."

Three women amicably shared their answers. The Village Chief Grandpa also helped with a word.

"Now it's being used as a storage for junk."

That's why it didn't show up on the map.

It's possible to understand the piety of this village in one second seeing that the church was not functioning at all.

['The Creative Business Manager' says it's a niche market.]

['The World-building God' eyes shine with anticipation.]

"Thank you for letting me know. It's not a big deal, but I'll give this to you."

I took out a small potion bottle from the satchel bag and gave it to the women.

"What is this?"

"It is a moisturizing potion that keeps the hands of the sisters beautiful and plump. Be sure to apply it after washing dishes and doing laundry."

"Oh my, is this the beauty potion we've only heard of?"

"Oh my God, this is really good!"

As the older sisters admired the potion, the Village Chief burst into a rage.

"Why don't you give me one! Please give me one too! I'll bring it to my wife!"

I guess he's a loyal husband?

"Yes, yes. Here it is. Please use it well and look for additional purchases at the 'Rodel' Potion Shop. Then I will go my way."

"Wait a minute lass!"

Chief Grandpa caught me in a hurry. I wondered if he was going to ask for more samples, but he wasn't.

The village chief rummaged through his arms and held something warm in my hand.

"You don't have this in your house, do you?"

"..."

"Well, it's been a long time since an outsider has come. I have nothing to give you but eat this. My wife cooked it for me."

The softly ripe potatoes had a fragrant smell.

"Thank you."

"What. It's nothing, Lass."

The favor must be repaid.

"Sisters, Grandpa, it would be better to finish the laundry quickly today. It will be dangerous for a while."

"What? Lass, what does that mean..."

I smiled and turned back.

Walking along the road taught by the villagers, I ate potatoes little by little. By the time the potatoes had all disappeared into my stomach, I arrived at a building believed to be the church.

The wall was torn down and the ceiling collapsed to the extent that the wooden beams could be seen bare. There was not even a cross, the symbol of the church.

It's miserable.

"At least the bell looks fine."

Are you going to use that?

"Yes. Beware of the noise, Agnes."

I immediately climbed the three-story tower and frantically rang the giant bell.

Deng! Deeng! Deden!

A bright and loud sound reverberates through the air and when the noise pollution continued like that for several minutes.

"What the, the bell was supposed to be broken! Why does it keep ringing so loudly?!"

"Oh my, my back hurts to death, but I can't lie down because it's so noisy!"

"Who the hell is doing this!"

Villagers flocked to the front of the church.

"Hold on, Lass! What are you doing there!"

"Stop making noise and come down!"

"It's dangerous! It's going to collapse!"

Chief Grandpa, who gave me potatoes, also came running with a laundry basket on his head.

"Dear god, Outsider Lass! You ate the potatoes well, why are you doing something like that! Come down now!"

"It's no use, Chief. She looks like a crazy woman."

They whispered, but I heard everything. I almost felt a little ashamed, but Agnes comforted me.

It is an honor that will soon be restored anyway. Continue.

"Yes."

I decided that I should start soon because I didn't have time. I stopped ringing the bell and shouted.

"Everyone, are you all here? It will be dangerous from now on, so come into the church!"

"What?"

"What are you talking about?"

Everyone was dumbfounded as I was already defined as a crazy lass from the outside.

Fortunately or unfortunately, the time for my sweet potatoes was not long.

['The World-building God' gets nervous.]

['The Spoiler Inspector' is focused.]

BOOM!

Koo!

Woo woo woo!

A drumming sound that strikes the heartbeats was similar to giant steps. A blunt, gigantic reverberation caused a series of ripples in the air.

'It's coming.'

The first incident of Episode 17 in the original.

"Wh-what?"

"W-what's going on, is this?"

Around the moment panic spread.

Kwagwagwagwagwang!

An explosion occurred in the middle of the mountain with a roar that seemed to tear the eardrums.

From the location of the sound, black things spurted like crazy and poured down the hillside. It looked like a black avalanche. But unlike natural disasters, this one roared.

Kuaaaaaaag!

Kyeeeeeekk!

Thanks to that, it was clear what was happening now.

"Hi-Hiik! Be-beasts!"

"Maybe, don't tell me...!"

"Du-dungeon! The dungeon has exploded!"

Dungeon Burst.

The faces of those that encountered calamity turned beyond pale.

'The final scene of the Last Boss in this timeline was flashy from the start.'

Before long, the monster avalanche came down to the village entrance. Swallowing the village like crushing clay, it approached the church by the minute.

In a place that was directly hit by a dungeon burst, even an awakened person would scream, and even more so for ordinary people, as their chances of survival were slim.

As a matter of fact, in the original, Greenwall disappeared from the map.

"Hic, n-n-n-no... ... ."

In a short period of time, fear and despair occupied the whole area like a plague.

Now was the time to destroy the original.

"Mercury's Barrier."

The ultimate barrier transformed into a silver fortress and wrapped around the surroundings.

"Huk! W-What is this?"

"Barrier?!"

"Divine power! It's divine power!"

"Who..."

Because of the energy overflowing with holiness, the normal people also seemed to feel divine power. They looked at me on the roof of the church with doubt in their eyes.

While in the spotlight, I said.

"Come into the church. It is safe here."

The first person to come to his senses was the Village Head Grandpa.

"Are you going to eat a fly with those open mouths?! Can't you hear the Young Priest?! Hurry in!"

"Y-yes! Chief!"

Less than a hundred villagers quickly entered the church. I watched it all through the broken roof and then reduced the size of the barrier to fit the building.

Kuaaaaaaag!

Kyeeeeeekk!

All of a sudden, an army of demonic monsters surrounded the church.

Due to the ultimate barrier, the building became an impregnable fortress, but the broken walls and windows revealed the situation outside, stimulating people's fear.

Kyhee! Kikiheye!

The beast-type ones greedily opened their mouths and fluttered their forearm-sized tongues.

"Hiic!"

"Ugh!"

"Aww!"

"Everyone calm down!"

I looked ahead, believing that the village chief would take care of things inside.

Under the blue sky, the earth was polluted with black. Because of the very clear weather, it felt like the disaster on the ground was highlighted.

I pulled lighting out from this deceptive dry sky.

"Divine Punishment."

Skills were cast in succession to clean up the surroundings. There was no fear of missing or need to aim, because everywhere in sight was black thanks to the avalanche of monsters.

Kuarreung! Kuarreung!

Kyeeeeeekk! Kuaaaaaaag!

Hundreds of meters in radius turned into a thunderstorm, frying and burning an army of monsters.

Kyhee!

However, a Dungeon Burst's offensive in volume was more than imaginable. Still, the enemy showed no sign of diminishing due to the endless flow of magical beasts.

Was I too greedy for a clean-up?

'I can't drag this on.'

In frustration, I looked in turns at the likely location of the dungeon and the people in the church.

On one side, there will be Thesilid approaching death by the minute, and on the other side, there are people I saved. The latter was also in my immediate sight.

When I enter the dungeon, the barrier is no longer maintained. However, it's not possible to stay here forever because there is no time.

Should I make a choice?

I clenched my fist. That was then.

['The World-building God' stops breathing.]

World God?

E...Ellet.

Agnes also called me with a trembling voice.

"Agnes?"

...Above.

I raised my head following the words that seemed to have been barely spat out and found something in the blue sky.

There was a being with long black hair fluttering in the distant sky and looking down at this side.

"..."

A handsome man who looks down on the world with an arrogant face.

I knew who it was.

Maybe...the dungeon Boss? No. The burst just happened. There's no way for the boss to already come out...

"Leed."

(Note: I changed 'Reed' to 'Leed' because of Korean pronunciation, after all, it's written with an L.)

My trembling voice interrupted the confused Agnes.

Leed?

I changed his name to help Agnes.

"...He's the 'Newborn Chaos and Evil'."

That was the moment. Leed turned to this side as if responding to my call, and our eyes met.

"..."

"..."

He was looking at me.

Leed, the Final Boss of this world.

It felt like my brain was in a vacuum. I couldn't even swallow dry saliva and my whole body hardened.

Then it was caught in my eye that he raised his right hand.

"Ah..."

A slow hand movement, like slow motion.

I realized it intuitively. It was the movement of the strongest, which neutralized the main character with just a gesture.

"No!"

I shouted, but it was too late.

Whish.

A hand gently waved through the air. The gesture of destruction that was directed toward the protagonist was now heading this way.

[System Warning. Transcendence skill 'Shadow Predation' is cast.]

Paaaaaaah!

A 9th tier-level of magic unfolded and dark attribute wide-area magic was activated. Casting time was ignored and everything happened in a second.

The shadows hidden under the feet of all living things turned into predators and began to run rampant.

If I use Descent here would this be blocked? Can we get away from here?

No, I didn't even have time to try.

Dead. Everyone here is going to die!

...But.

Kyeeeeee!

Gyaaaahhh!

Hyaggg! Heeeeaaug!

"...!"

Only the beasts were eaten by the shadows that had turned into predatory monsters. The cries of the defeated monsters shook the air in the midst of a battle between shadows and beasts.

The church was not attacked.

What happened?

Inside the shadow...

"Ah."

It was then that I realized

The ambient light was very dim. The place where the church was located was shrouded in a huge shadow.

Right inside Leed's shadow.

"How come...?"

I looked up at Leed with confused eyes. Of course, there was no answer that came back.

Around the time all the beasts within sight were annihilated, Leed glanced at me and disappeared into a space transfer.

Blood-red eyes remained as an afterimage, and I was dazed for a while.

Did he just...helped...? You said he was the Final Boss...right?

"..."

I couldn't answer Agnes' question.

'Oh, I don't know about anything else, but for now, no one here is dropping dead.'

['The World-building God' breathes again.]

['The Spoiler Inspector' sweeps his chest.]

['The Critic who adjusts the balance' grumbled that he thought you would die in vain.]

I came to my senses and entered the church through the hole in the roof. I immediately found Grandpa Chief.

"The momentum of the burst has been broken. I'll take this opportunity to go into the dungeon and deal with the boss."

"Young Priest! What does that mean!"

The people of the village who were listening to the talk next to us were also stunned.

"Miss Priest, are you saying you're going alone?!"

(Note: They really call her Priest, not Sister. I guess it's more like a job class than how to address.)

"It's such a dangerous place! You can't!"

"Yes, it's impossible! How can such a young lass like yourself go alone?! Wait for the church to send more people!"

"Then it will be late."

I think I spoke too bluntly. To soothe the villagers, I continued to talk with a smile.

"It's fine. I'll get back to you soon... Oh, never mind. Come to think of it, I may not be able to come back even after I deal with it. But even if that happens, don't worry about me."

"...!"

"That's decided then and Chief. I'm going to say thank you now. The steamed potatoes you gave me were really delicious."

"Young Priest! Sniff, hic, hic, hic!"

"Miss Priest...!"

"Uwaaa!"

Well, I think there might be a misunderstanding in this type of mood?

I felt sorry for the elders who were crying, but there was no time to correct them.

"Then may God's blessing be with you."

"Yo-Young Priest...! Nooo! Come back...!"

A dark purple hole in the middle of the mountain caught my eye.

The burst gate, which was large enough to be seen with the naked eye, began to vomit demonic beasts again. I had to hurry.

When I enter the dungeon, the barrier I put on the church will disappear.

After consecrating the entire church so it can be able to endure to a certain extent, I ran into the dungeon.

I put all my strength on my two legs and went up the hillside. All the beasts I encountered were wiped out. When I finally arrived, the source of the disaster was waiting for me with its black mouth wide open, and without hesitation, I threw myself into the dungeon gate.

[System You have entered the A-Grade dungeon 'Sculptor's Atelier']

[System warning. Since the dungeon is currently in a burst state, the difficulty level will be upgraded to S grade.]

If you imagined something like an art studio because the name of the dungeon was Atelier, you would be mistaken. The owner of the dungeon was a high-ranking demon. Naturally, the art of demons was of bad taste and not done in an ordinary way.

The sculptures here were made through the process of slowly petrifying the victims alive. In other words, the material of the sculpture was a living organism.

Evidence of that was found in the system map where it says 'Material Storage Room'.

All kinds of living things, including humans, beasts, demons, and monsters, were trapped behind iron bars, and most of them were chimeras synthesized from two or more.

Aww!

Kewaaaagh!

The living creatures shed tears of blood and wailed nonstop. Get me out of here or kill me. As this was after the burst occurred, most of the iron cages were empty.

'Thesilid is...Where's Thesilid?'

Episode 17 of the original, which is only three pages long, does not portray his death well. There was a shortage of information.

It was around the time when I was looking around impatiently.

"Oh my! I was in need of a pretty human female, what a windfall!"

[System The owner of the dungeon, 'Demon Sculptor Silevan', 799th in the Demon World, has appeared.]

I was greeted by a blue demon gracefully dressed as a noble from the court.

The boss appeared all of a sudden but since I didn't have much time I was very grateful.

"Inspiration...! Artistic inspiration comes to my mind!"

Silevan quickly twitched his ten fingers in a perverted manner as his eyes gleamed through his glasses.

"It would be a perfect pairing with the 'Crying Silver Angel Statue' that is currently in production! I should put pink-dyed harpy wings on your back, and hold the silver angel underneath you with a fascinated look like..."

I didn't have time to listen to nonsense.

"Clean up."

"Awwwwwwwwwwwww!"

The whole area was swept away with 'Pure Light', and 'Vanquish of Evil' was used a few times.

Silevan was much lower in rank than Obsculia, and was even more vulnerable to divine power being a full-fledged demon.

When I poured out the holy power equal to a Saint's, he melted one attack after another.

[System Congratulations! You defeated, the owner of the dungeon, 'Sculptor Silevan,' 799th in the Demon World.]

Khowwww...

Kyekekek...

Most of the monsters shared the same fate with Silevan, but there were some trapped in the cage who had not stopped breathing yet.

Tcharararara!

Keeek! Kikikiki! Kguohhh!

After giving them rest with my whip sword, I ran down the hallway.

Where are you going, Ellet?!

"The silver angel the boss mentioned earlier is probably Thesilid. I'm going to the workshop where he collected harpy wings."

Do you know where it is?

"Yes."

Because it's on the map.

As if to let us know that this was the right way, the statues of angels increased in the hallway. Angels holding hands in prayer, ones with arms open to receive revelation, or kneeling down while weeping.

There was so much piousness in them it was hard to believe it was the work of the devil.

"Clean up."

Ptsusosususu! Pukpukpuku!

I smashed them all and put more strength on both legs. In the meantime, we were almost at our destination.

A huge arched iron gate blocked the front and beyond that was Thesilid.

Kiiiing!

I opened both doors with all my might. The light from the hallway penetrated into the dark room, revealing the interior.

"...!"

['The Scales that Judges the Soul' is astonished.]

A scene that the original did not show was unfolding before my eyes.

There was a man in a place that looked like a circular altar.

Kneeling down on his ragged knees, his broken arms hanging from chains, and with the wings of a huge white beast nailed to his back. Wires that had dug into his body or had pierced his flesh were also seen. Perhaps those were for the purpose of fixing the posture.

"Te..."

I took a step forward without thinking and was startled by the sound of liquid splatting. Blood was flowing down all the way to the front of the door.

Ellet, I'm afraid it's already...

I went to him without listening.

"Thesilid!"

I just poured out heals first. The sight of wounds healing signaled that he was not yet dead.

He was still alive...even like this?

"Leed."

I said the name as if chewing on it and stopped healing. He should not be fully treated now. I removed the myriad of wires embed in his body one by one.

The intention was clearly felt. I clenched my teeth and continued my cursing.

"...He wanted Thesilid to suffer for a very long and then die of madness."

Crazy...

I carefully tilted Thesilid's head back and poured a potion into his mouth. It couldn't even properly pass over his throat, but I poured ten bottles down.

The arms hanging from the chain of the ceiling had not yet been released, as there was something to be done before.

I took my hand behind his back as if hugging him. Swallowing the cursing that was about to rise to my throat, I made a gentle voice with all my might.

"It will hurt a little. I'm sorry."

Pshuugok.

I tore off the harpy wings from his back.

"Kugh...!"

Thesilid, who had completely lost his mind and didn't twitch even a muscle so far, let out a painful groan.

I hugged him in a hurry and poured heals on his back.

"Good job. You held it in well. It's alright now. It's over. It's alright."

I don't know if I'm talking to him or me.

Agnes looked around one last time while I was releasing the chains.

By the way, what about the other subjugation members who came with this guy...

"You don't have to look for it."

It was an unexpectedly cold voice that took even me by surprise. As if feeling something, Agnes didn't ask anymore.

"Let's move."

As soon as I left the dungeon by opening the closing gate, I broke the teleport stone. There was a place I had prepared in advance.

During the 16th round, Thesilid had many events.

After the incident with the Celestial Demon Sword, The Vatican assigned him to an affiliation according to his individual abilities.

Thesilid begins that round by being assigned to the knights of the "Pillar of Light", who are mainly in charge of dungeon subjugation.

(Note: There's no literal translation for this Order, it was a name. So I had to make one based on the Kanjis based on the Hanguls of the name. Ugh.)

The order of the Pillar of Light was truly the worst.

The leader was a self-righteous officer drenched in incompetence with a habit of ordering everyone around, the vice-leader was garbage possessed by a sense of inferiority, and the rest of the members were gray molecules without self-asserting powers and easily manipulated.

While there, Thesilid died three times because of the leader's foolish ventures, once because of the vice-captain's tricks, and three times because of the mistakes, betrayals, and coerced sacrifices for his colleagues.

It wasn't until the 8th episode that Thesilid came to his senses and tried to change the Order by himself, but his life was still a sweet potato road.

Until that point, it was possible to blame others, but there was an incident where he was the only problem.

It happened when he ran into a band of thieves staying in the village he was dispatched for a mission.

The bandits took the villagers hostage and threatened Thesilid, saying, 'If you don't put down your weapons, I'll kill them all!'

How did our protagonist deal with this?

It's painful just trying to explain. I'll just say that because of this anecdote, Thesilid's nickname became Pushover Free Pass.

In the next round, he increased his strength, ignoring the hostage play and wiping out the bandits. However, it turns out that the village chief he saved was also one with the bandits, so he was lured into a trap and died.

In the next round, he subdues the village chief and survives, but is summoned back to The Vatican, disciplined, and demoted on the grounds that he fought the bandits while ignoring the hostages.

There were many other frustrating anecdotes.

He goes to the Magic Republic as a diplomatic envoy, but gets caught by a crazy perverted princess and is subjected to a biological experiment.

In the kingdom, readers wondered if he would finally be able to find some heart-warming family love, but blood ties were bullshit. A full-length tragic drama was ready to be shot.

The main character had lived such a rough life 16 times.

His 16th death was to die with his chest pierced in heavy rain while in the wilderness. By his brother's sword.

The 17th life came right away. There was no time to look back on the betrayal and death that engulfed him in his previous life.

As soon as he returned, he was captured by the Final Boss and had to die again.

Slowly, terribly and painfully.

…As helpless as a worm.

The greatest episode of all time, which ended in only three pages, was the most confusing episode for the protagonist.

As soon as he opened his eyes after finishing a particularly difficult episode 16, he was brutally murdered by an unidentified assailant without knowing why.

Maybe that's why the last paragraph finishing the 17th round was impressive.

– He thought as he dragged into the pitch-black void. It seems that the whole world hates him and wants his death.

No matter how many times he tries, the results will always be the worst, and no matter how hard he struggles, it always ends in death. Is not for nothing that this was the moment when the protagonist first felt disillusioned with life and the world.

…Born under an unlucky start.

Agnes' words were not so different from the readers' impressions at the time of the serialization.

Thesilid Argent was a person you had no choice but to pity.

Tap, tap, tap, tap, tap.

The vegetables were cut neatly in my hands.

I was talking to Agnes while I was cooking.

"Yes, it was one hell of a destiny. But there are up to 99 episodes of this strange life and the further you go, the worse it gets."

To what extent?

"He dies after being stabbed in the back by the woman he loved with all his heart. And that's no less than three times in a row."

What…3 times in a row?

"That's how much it meant to him. Had he not known the truth, he would have died more."

My voice was very low even to my ears. As expected, it's an unpleasant story I'd better stop.

Pouring the ingredients into the pot I stirred them with a spatula. Clam meat, bacon, and various vegetables were cooked in a hot and thick cream sauce. It wasn't long before the delicious smell spread through the little wooden hut.

"Thesilid hasn't woken up yet?"

Yes. He isn't opening his eyes at all. I'm nervous because he's sleeping without making a sound.

"I'm worried, I'll take a look at him in a while."

The place where I took Thesilid was the cottage where my parents lived.

The house was located at the foot of a remote mountain, so the surrounding environment was quiet and idyllic. It has been a while since all the residents left the village, and there was no one to encounter. It was a good place for a comfortable recuperation for Thesilid, who had a striking appearance.

It was a good thing I asked my grandfather to take care of the house a little earlier. The hut had an assortment of clean and pretty appliances, making it easy to stay on upon arrival.

Curtains and bedding were soft, household items were cute, and the bookshelves were full of books, from fairy tales to alchemy theories.

Even the garden in the yard was meticulously cared for.

Perhaps this is what it looked like when Mom and Dad lived together.

squeaky.

I quietly entered the bedroom through an unlocked door.

"…"

A handsome man with sculptural fine features was asleep on the bed.

A plaster-like face, pure silver shimmering hair, bright sunlight, and white bedding.

Perhaps because everything was pure white, the moment I entered the bedroom, it felt more sacred than any other chapel.

"Thesilid."

Again, there was no answer.

The chest wrapped in the shirt regularly moved up and down. His breathing and pulse seemed normal, but there were no signs of him getting up.

It's true that he went through a lot of things, it was a damn rough path. The shock will be severe. Besides, when he opens his eyes, his disillusioned life just repeats itself, sleeping would make him happier.

I don't even want to wake him up.

"Yes, get a good night's sleep while I'm around."

I turned around and left the bedroom. Looks like I'll have to eat alone for the time being.

It was a week after that Thesilid opened his eyes.

There was nothing to do after making strawberry jam, basil pesto, beet pickle, etc. with the things I harvested in the garden.

It was when I was reading a classic novel titled 'Love After Marriage between the Demon King and the Hero' that I found on the bookshelf.

I heard the rustling sound of cloth. I immediately put the book down and went to the bedroom.

It was as expected. He sat with his upper body upright.

"Are you awake?"

"…"

Even after a long time, there was no answer, so I was worried about his condition.

I dragged a chair to the side of the bed and sat down. The moment I faced him up close, I was a little startled.

His sea-blue eyes were horribly empty.

"…"

"…"

I realized it again when I saw him expressionless, speechless, and emotionless.

The main character of episode 17 was very tired and broken.

"…What?"

I can't feel the aura core in his body. But it's not just about Aura. This guy doesn't have divine powers either.

What?!"

What does this mean? So, now, the main character has become a level 1 noob?

"Re-really? Are you sure?"

Cadet Ellet. Who am I?

"The Vatican 1st Hell Instructor Agnes Azlit."

I think that's enough for an answer.

"Yes."

The protagonist was weakened. The growth is already slow, but the power that was there has disappeared.

'That's one sweet potato I've never imagined!'

['The Spoiler Inspector' likes it because the dry sensibility of the original was kept.]

['The Critic who adjusts the balance' clicks his tongue saying the wrong guy ate the nerf.]

['The Troubled Architect of the Tower of Trials' says this is a reset beyond what a nerf can do.]

Then, after finishing his meal, Thesilid got up from the bed.

"If you move suddenly…well, you walk well."

He went out of the bedroom and slowly looked around as if exploring the inside of the house. I and Agnes observed him doing so.

He put the bowl of soup he ate in the kitchen and went to the table.

There, there was a novel book 'Love After Marriage between the Demon King and the Hero' that I was reading just before.

Slip.

Thesilid showed interest in the book and turned the pages. But after a while, he frowned slightly and put it down.

What? How much fun is that!

Agnes trembled at the humiliation that her tastes were not respected.

It was then that Thesilid found the bookshelf and began to pick out books that fit his taste. His pick was…

A fairy tale book?

Thesilid sat on the floor, pulled out all the picture books, and began to flip through them slowly.

I hoped this was not the case…

While I was in heavy silence, Agnes spoke out of absurdity.

Oh, my god, he's in no position to ignore other people's tastes.

"Agnes, that's not it."

Huh?

I kept my eyes on Thesilid and continued.

"He's lost the language and he's trying to learn it again."

…

The sea-blue eyes that skimmed the pictures and letters in the children's book were infinitely inorganic. It was like a scanning machine.

By the time he read the tenth book of fairy tales, a strange gleam flashed in his eyes in a circle. That was the moment.

Tip tip.

This time it wasn't tears, it was a nosebleed.

"Thesilid!"

"…I think that was my name."

A calm voice echoed through the air. While I paused, Thesilid opened another children's book.

It was a scene where animals sat around a large tree stump and ate.

"Thank you. It was delicious."

"…"

His kind smile made my stomach sting for some reason.

He hasn't changed. Even when the world was so harsh to him, his goodness was still the same.

His hand turned the pages of the fairy tale book a little further. It was a scene where a squirrel and a rabbit greeted each other.

"Who are you?"

"…"

Yes, that's the question I expected.

Each episode was short-lived, however, he lost decades of time until the 17th round.

I wasn't even in the world he lived in. My existence would be completely erased in the other episodes.

['The Spoiler Inspector' says that it would have been good for his mental health to forget about it.]

As my silence grew longer, his sea-blue eyes narrowed slightly. He seemed a little embarrassed as to whether he was asking a question he shouldn't have asked.

It's okay if you can't remember

"Ellet. Ellet Rodellaine."

"…It sounds like a name I've heard. Have we ever met?"

Suddenly, another storybook was opened. On the page I glanced at, the wolf gentleman was playing a trick on the naive lamb lady.

"…"

"…"

Thesilid hurriedly closed the children's book.

"Conversation, a little later."

He arranged the picture books on the bookshelf and pulled out other books.

For a few days, Thesilid spent time devouring books.

He pulled out books one at a time, from top to bottom and from left to right of the bookshelf, without choosing according to his taste. He didn't even seem to read the content. His eyes quickly rolled from side to side, scanning only the letters.

Truly like a machine.

It didn't feel good to see him silently working on his own language rehabilitation training without anyone's help. Even more so, as he occasionally had a nosebleed but never stopped reading.

But is aphasia usually treated like that?

"It's unusual."

I asked Thesilid out of curiosity. Having considerably recovered his language skills thanks to his efforts, he said:

"It's not a condition worthy of being called aphasia. I simply forgot the words and now I'm working on bringing knowledge back from my memory."

I don't know what he was talking about, but I pretended to understand. Because other things were more important.

"But why are you using honorifics?"

"Didn't I originally use honorifics?"

"Yes, but you didn't use them with me. It's very awkward."

"I see. I won't use it anymore."

He changed to informal speech in a second.

He must have forgotten everything about you.

After that, I let him read again to his heart's content. There were three little things I learned about Thesilid while observing him.

The first was that a handsome man was handsome even with double nosebleeds, the second was that he was very common-sensed and exemplary, and the third was that he didn't like the dark very much.

The first one is something that everyone knows. Pass. The second, I found out because he was sneaking around as if he was trying to do the dishes, cleaning after eating, and even weeding.

Indeed, as soon as he got out of bed the first thing he did was clean up the soup bowl he had used.

Finally, and thirdly, I realized that he slept at night by looking at the moonlight, candles, or nightlights that were shining.

['The Spoiler Inspector' is surprised that there was no such detailed setting in the original.]

I was curious too. I thought I knew the main character well.

It had been the third day since Thesilid had awakened. As I was arranging the harvested herbs on the table, Thesilid approached me.

For some reason, he spoke first.

"I remember. Ellet Rodellaine."

"…"

"Descent."

Even the subject used was unusual.

Glancing at him, there was no longer a book in his hand.

I paid attention again to the trim of the herb and happily replied.

"I'm glad you remember me."

"It's amazing. You seem to save me every time we meet. How many times does this make? Third time?"

"That's right."

"Right. Three times."

The way he recited the numbers was plain.

"This is your 17th life." (Ellet)

"Ah." (Terry)

He let out a soft sigh and raised one hand.

"The 17th…" (Terry)

A large hand covered half of his face. The half-exposed side was so distorted I couldn't tell whether he was smiling or crying.

Somehow, I feel like I've seen something I shouldn't have. However, the blurry expression on his face was quickly organized.

Well, I think we'd better change the subject.

"Do you have any future plans?"

"I must return to the church."

Should I say that Thesilid, who answered like that, looked tired or bored? His eyes were empty again.

Then, he suddenly changed his words as if he had realized something.

"But, with my current state, it would be difficult to go straight there. I need to recover my strength first."

"Ah…You knew that you lost your Holy Power and the Aura."

"Because it's my body."

At this point, other people might get a little frustrated, but Thesilid was steadfast. It was bittersweet, but it even made me laugh.

He was like a sweet potato that grew up eating a lot of sunlight, this potato might have high sugar content.

"Do you know how to restore power?"

To my question, Thesilid rolled up his left wrist and showed it to me. There was a mark that seemed to have several layers of black lines wrapped over his white stigma.

It looked as if they were tied together like barbed wire.

That's a forbidden seal of power. It's holding down the Holy Power and Aura.

Thesilid continued without a doubt that I would have recognized it.

"The way to solve the ban is usually good deeds."

"How did this happen?"

There was no such thing in the original.

"I had some bad thoughts for a while."

Thesilid avoided the details by making a rough pass.

"By the way, what about Ellet? Are you going back to Count Gillette now?"

No, I'm going to follow you.

Of course, saying this would sound like a stalker.

Thesilid took the initiative and slightly choose the words he would say.

"Are you traveling by any chance?"

"Yes. That's right."

"Come to think of it, you haven't been ordained a priest yet."

Hm? If you are starting with that…don't tell me he's…?

"If you want to work as a healer while traveling, it would be better to put your name on the list of the denomination. I will prove your identity, so how about if you accompany me to The Vatican? I'm going to go around a little bit first."

Oh, I didn't expect it, but he really suggested it first. What is this sleek dialogue compared to his old-dry talking skills? Is this Thesilid Argent?

As I squinted my eyes, Thesilid added words, seemingly misunderstanding my reaction.

"I'll be honest. I'm weak right now and I need someone's protection. It could be said that it's a relationship to use each other."

For use…

It's a word that really doesn't fit him.

"Ok, fine."

['The World-building God' finds it uncomfortable to register with other people's denominations no matter how nominal.]

'I can not help it. Just think of it as getting a license.'

After appeasing World God, I asked Thesilid.

"You said you wouldn't go to The Vatican right away. Where are you going?"

"First of all…"

He smiled. The plan that followed was to my liking.

"Let's go make money for traveling expenses."

Chapter 18. The Returnee and The Transmigrator

"I want to live a good life this time."

It was something that came out in the middle of the story. I don't remember very well, but in the shared coach, Thesilid expressed his aspirations like that.

"You're going to be nicer than you already are?"

"Thank you for thinking highly of me."

"Is there anything else you want to do?"

"Well."

His side face dyed in the sunset light was as beautiful as a sculpture. But his sea-blue eyes were empty, and his light smile was inert without emotion.

He continued, looking as if he would disappear at any moment.

"If you help me, I might think about it."

The tone of voice that has no enthusiasm at all conveyed his sincerity.

He doesn't need anyone's help. Because all those who helped him had a bad end.

In any world, there are people who want to make a living through illegal acts rather than proper labor.

The Hegelix Mountains and the Panabel Forest form the border between the Holy Country of Elpenheim and the Republic of Ragneif.

The bandits who settled there were just like that.

While waiting at the roadside, they robbed travelers who had no money to buy a teleport stone and even used a village in a mountain valley as their base to dig a trap to lure travelers out.

Thesilid and I were currently searching for the hideout of these bandits and smashing them down one by one.

"Hiic! Monster…it's a monster!"

"Watch out for the pink-haired girl!"

"Sa-save me! Guaaha!"

At this point in time, they were still people who made hideouts in caves like primitive humans.

As expected, the collection of gold and silver treasures was scarce. If they had collected it well, they would have moved from this hideout.

While I was picking up the travel expenses, an emotional voice came from the side.

"Thank you! Thank you very much, knight! You saved my life!"

"Ah, knight! How to repay this kindness!"

"Sobbing! I was so scared, knight!"

It was Thesilid's responsibility to free the hostages. The eyes of the female hostages chanting Sir knight were dazzling.

After all, the most handsome man in the world was popular wherever he went. What's more, there's nothing better to add the benevolent tag than a situation of rescuing hostages like now.

['The Troubled Architect of the Tower of Trials' is satisfied with the specialized buff for a harem.]

It's something we'll have to see more often in the future. Let's get used to it.

Thesilid, who I had long thought would soothe women by exercising his chivalry spirit, came to me unexpectedly quickly.

"You worked hard, Ellet. You were the one who cleared out the thieves, but I'm sorry that I was the only one who got thanked."

"It's okay."

"Next time, let's go to the bandits with many male hostages."

"What, why… "

"No?"

"No, I like it."

Honesty is a virtue, of course.

['The Scales that Judges the Soul' asks if you are pursuing a reverse harem?]

No. I just thought it would be better than watching the Pushover Free Pass manage his fishing grounds.

We handed over the bandits to the guards nearby and moved on. Thesilid walked the mountain path on foot towards the place where the destination was chosen.

I asked.

"What do you think? Do you think the ban loosened up a bit?"

"All I did was free the hostages, so it's insignificant."

It is not effective to do good deeds without strength.

There's no way I can't feel what Thesilid was thinking.

He rolled up his wrists and lowered his eyes. A look of concern crossed his face as he stared at the stab-like marks that covered his stigma.

"Ellet, what is the best good deed that a powerless person can do?"

"…I think you know the answer, but I don't want to answer."

"Right, it's a sacrifice."

Dude.

Thesilid continued his words as if reciting them.

"It probably wouldn't work, so I think I should do something close to dying and barely surviving."

"…"

"It's a joke."

I know it's not, this sweet potato.

"Come this way, Ellet."

It took half a day to arrive at a village deep in the mountains. Shabby wooden houses could be seen in the background filled with rice paddies and fields.

As the sun was still shining, everyone was busy with important labor.

The images of the women plowing the fields and caring for the livestock was peaceful and quiet. But men were not seen.

Nefiro Village. It was one of the main stages at the beginning of the original work.

"Do you have any plans?"

Thesilid smiled at my straightforward question.

"Looking at your direct question, you seem to know what kind of village our destination is."

"Yes, roughly."

A mysterious village where a young man disappears whenever he steps in.

On the surface, it was kidnapping and trafficking by a huge band of robbers, but in reality, there was something behind the simple gang of evildoers.

"You saved me the trouble of explaining."

This smile looked a little happy.

"I am not currently dispatched by order of the denomination. In a way, it's a situation where I'm out on an unauthorized mission. I wish we could go quickly."

"Efficiency? It's my favorite."

"I thought you would like it."

We continued talking a little more about the plan.

At that time, the woman in the nearest field was horrified to see us. She came this way, savagely grabbing the dup-up potatoes in her hands.

"Wh-why did you come here?! Get out of here! You can't come into this town!"

Although she shouted with a shrill voice, the eyes that kept looking around were very anxious.

"What are you doing? Go on already! It's dangerous to be here…!"

That was then.

"Hey, traveler?"

"Oh my!"

A middle-aged man with a virtuous and benevolent impression suddenly intervened. The village woman was surprised enough to drop her potatoes.

"Ch-Chief…"

The village chief said with a friendly smile.

"It's been a long time since I've seen travelers to a town like this. Nice to meet you. Oh, Leah. Grandma Phoebe was looking for you, so go ahead."

"What? Y-Y-Yes, Chief."

She left with a terrified look on her face. Still, she looked back at me and Thesilid several times.

It's just a very dubious sight to see. It's a situation where you have no choice but to be vigilant and suspicious.

"Are you the Chief? Greetings. I'm Thesilid Argent. This is Ellet Rodellaine."

"Hello, Chief. I think the sun will set soon. If you know about a good inn, would you recommend it?"

Here we are, the Returnee and the Transmigrator.

"Hoo? You mean, you need a place to stay…?"

His eyes widened, revealing his wretched pupils. These were the eyes of a cat that has found its prey.

"Yes!"

This is the village of Nefiro, where there is a gang of bandits and a two-face village chief.

It was the stage of a monumental episode that gave the main character the nickname "Pushover Free Pass".

Cornkill, the village chief of Nefiro Village, had a lot of worries.

Tonight is the day to pay tribute to 'It', but there was a serious problem.

The problem was…

"What can we do, boss?! We're short of one tribute!"

"My god, I'll be damned! There are only a few hours left! I don't want to die, boss!"

As a result, the village chief, who was virtuous and kind, revealed his original character.

"Shut up your snout! I told you to call me Chief in the village!"

"So-sorry!"

Although it is an area where it was difficult to see men, there were dozens of them in Conkill's house.

They were the elite members of the bandit gang 'Ducks and Drakes'. The remaining personnel was stationed in a hideout that has recently moved deep into the mountains.

(Note: The original name is 불수제비, Bulsujebi. Translated as 'Ducks and Drakes' also known as a game of throwing flat stones so that they skim along the surface of the water. Popular name, Skipping Stones. The link goes on to explain what it means. The more you know!)

Ducks and Drakes were a gang that had never been subjugated and maintained its legacy until the third generation. Thanks to this, they were able to increase their power large enough to dominate the Hegelix Mountains.

But now these rugged men were trembling with fear.

"We need to quickly fill in the one that's missing! We don't have time!"

"That's right. We'll all die if we don't give it or if we don't have enough numbers!"

"N-no! I don't want to die!"

"I want to see Mom! Guhhh!"

Just around the time squeaking noises began to be heard, a bearded thief scrambled out.

"That's why I told you to move out from there while we were alive! It was not a good place to begin with! What kind of hideout is made in a dungeon?"

"Shut up, you ignorant bastard! How do you get rid of the place you inherited from your predecessors?! Thanks to that, we've been able to avoid search and subjugation with success, just because the situation gets a little bad why do you start to talk nonsense?!"

"This is not just a bad situation!"

The large thief huffed and puffed taking off his hood as if tossing it on the ground. On his exposed forehead, a wing-shaped stigma radiated a mysterious red light.

It was a sign of being a slave to an S-class boss.

It was nice to use an empty dungeon as a hiding place to avoid search networks while catching money and riches as if eating a piece of cake.

But they didn't know one thing. A new owner is bound to appear in any dungeon that was left open for a long time without a proper heir!

Their nightmare began when a huge egg hatched from the crater of an extinct volcano.

– You are my slaves from now on. If you don't want your brain to melt and die, then once a month offer ten young men!

One month was based on the dungeon and on the outside world, it was a week.

In order to survive, The Ducks and Drakes diligently abducted and sacrificed villagers and travelers. The fate of the men who became tribute was cruel. If it was not to 'It's' taste, they were eaten on the spot, and even if the men were to 'It's' taste, they suffered a terrible disgrace.

To the point where the majority of men would rather beg to be killed.

Of course, it was none of the thieves' problems. It's all about making ends meet. What can they do?

'It's a sin to be weak! Who told you to be born weak? Or, if you had enough money, you can cross the mountain range with a teleport stone!'

But recently there has been a problem. Rumors of the kidnapping began to spread and the number of travelers passing by dried up.

To make matters worse, scary rumors were circulating among the bandits. What kind of Sword Master is attacking the entire mountain range and wiping out the bandits?

After the dungeon had a new owner, The Ducks and Drakes moved their hideout to an ordinary cave. This means that they came to an easy-to-detect location. For the time being, they also had to take care to not get caught by the Sword Master.

'Damn it. Why would a Sword Master come and rob weak bandits for nothing!'

Cornkill felt like he was going to be bald from stress.

"There are no more men in the village to catch, what are we going to do now, boss?! If you become a boss, take responsibility!"

He was already getting annoyed, but the young man was striking his nerves. It was time to show the dignity of the boss.

"Hey, catch that bastard. Fill in the tribute numbers with that punk."

"Wh-what… … !"

"Okay, boss! Tie him up!"

"Hng?! Whoopm!"

There is no loyalty between thieves.

As if they had been waiting for such orders inside their hearts, the others rushed in, tightly tied the scapegoat, and put him on a cart at the back of the house.

"Whoa, I'm barely surviving this week. Let's move to the hideout.…what?"

Cornkill's eyes suddenly widened as he was giving the instructions. Because he saw something amazing through the window.

"That…!"

A handsome man with silvery brilliant hair and an even more dazzling face was walking into town!

Cornkill exclaimed in disbelief.

"Tribute! The tribute came on its own feet!"

"Ooooooooh!"

Upon closer inspection, there were two people entering the village. One woman and one man, both were very beautiful.

It was a special product in the eyes of Cornkill, who had done some human trafficking in his past years.

Cornkill tried to gauge the strength of the two strangers.

"Neither of them has weapons. They are not even wearing a priest's uniform."

"Maybe magic?"

"No, if you know how to handle any of the three powers in the first place, you wouldn't walk by foot over the Hegelix Mountains."

"That's right. They would have made some money to buy a teleport stone!"

"Yes, so they must be poor travelers!"

"Wow!"

"Hmph! Whoopmmm!"

It was a very subjective and hopeful judgment. But the bandits applauded and chanted false accusations.

Cornkill smiled wickedly as he looked at the two travelers.

"Hehe, don't blame me too much. This side is also trying to make ends meet."

If you feel wronged, be born strong or rich in your next life.

With the usual rationalization he always did, Cornkill got up from his seat like a boss.

"Release the guy who was tied up and loaded earlier onto the cart. Say it was a joke."

"Yes! We'll follow your orders and then we'll be hiding."

"Cheer up, boss!"

"It's Chief damn it!"

Cornkill screamed and ran out of the house.

Catching travelers was his specialty.

It was enough to pretend to be a humble person from the countryside, let them stay overnight at the village chief's house, and then feed them food with plenty of sleeping pills.

Occasionally, there were travelers who were wary and refused the provided room and board, but if he gets all emotional and shed crocodile tears while talking about a dead son, they would all fall over.

This time, it was even easier for the kitties who walked in on their own because they were naive and ignorant of the world.

They were happy to hear that he would put them to sleep in his house because there was no inn in the village, and drank honey milk with sleeping pills well.

It was very smooth to carry the sleeping ones on the cart and move them to a mountain hideout.

The bandits, including Cornkill, were excited and chattered throughout the journey.

"Let's put the guy in as a tribute as planned and since the girl is pretty, so she will cook and do laundry in the new hideout. It was a mess because there weren't any women, this is great!"

"Oh! As expected of the boss! You are wise."

"I will teach her how to cook!"

"Heehee! I'll teach her laundry!"

"When you guys scream and the girl cries I'll comfort her!"

"Wow, the boss knows something!"

The winding mountain road was filled with mean laughter.

In a good mood, the rotten Cornkill, who was so dirty that other insidious men looked cute, shouted.

"I'm in a good mood! Let's have a drinking party at the hideout after work!"

"Wow! Boss is the best!"

However, this promise could not be fulfilled, for their smoothness ended the moment the cart arrived at the hideout.

Screeching.

"We are here. Everyone, get off with the luggage!"

"Really? Let's go."

"…Hm?"

The boss gave orders to his subordinates, but a woman's cold voice stuck in his ears. And.

Kwagwagwagwang!

The cart shattered into pieces and his body floated in the air.

'What? What happened?'

Unable to find an answer, he plunged to the floor.

Thud!

"Cough!"

Perhaps because it was the middle of the night, the stars were shining in front of him. He managed to get up and open his eyes.

Then what he saw was pandemonium.

Bang! Aww! Quarreung!

"Awwww!"

"Ku-gha!"

The hard-earned hideout broke, cracked, and exploded in the midst of a lot of chaos. The men who came with him screamed and were thrown everywhere. The personnel waiting in the hideout heard the commotion and ran out, but they could not wield the weapon properly even once and were thrown around all the same.

"Wh-wh-what happened…"

At that moment, a cold white light flashed in the cloud of dust. It was after images of swordsmanship.

Patch, patch.

A silhouette walked out of the muddy field at a leisurely pace. The moonlight illuminated the face.

It was the pink-haired woman who had been soundly sleeping in the cart just a while ago.

"Thank you for the ride. Thanks to you, I saved the trouble of finding the hideouts."

Saaaah.

The blade of the sword she was holding shone stronger.

"Hi-Hiiic! I-It came!"

"I-It's the S-Sword Master!"

The terrified scream of his subordinates helped him understand the situation. Cornkill stuttered open his mouth.

"Do-Don't tell me that…th-th-the sword master who is said to be clearing out bandits these days…"

"Yes. It sounds like me."

Cornkill knew his fate.

I'm screwed!

Kwaang!

White aura flew here and there and crashed.

Although they were the two outsiders whom the bandits had looked down on, the woman was never to be taken lightly.

Not only she was able to freely handle Aura Sword, but she also used Aura Blade, she would at least be of expert level in terms of handling technique.

"Hic!"

"Kuk!"

The bandits were terrified.

In their foolish minds, the delusions of food and clean clothes provided by a beautiful woman evaporated in an instant.

"Si-sister, d-don't do this, let's talk…Cuckoo!"

"Sa- save me! I just did what I was told…Kook!"

"You guys are too weak to use swords."

Whoops! Puck puck!

"Guaaaa!"

Those who were trying to get away with bullshit were thoroughly stepped on, little by little.

"Hey! It's a monster! W-We must run away!"

"Where do you think you are going? Not a chance."

Those who run away were tied with the Spirit King's Harp String and dragged back.

Whoops! Puck puck peck! Puck puck peck!

"Kguh…ugh…"

They were gently beaten up until foam was spewed from their mouth.

"Hu-Huk…."

Cornkill, who had been unable to move since the first time he flew and landed on the muddy floor, had to watch all of this from a first-seat position.

"Oh, dear lord."

The venerable bandit group, which has maintained its legacy for three generations, was destroyed by only one person. It was terrifying.

Then a shadow fell over Conrkill's head.

"Huh?"

From where he looked up, a silver-haired young man was looking down at Cornkill.

"…"

The silver hair shone like the moonlight and the beautiful face was gentle and holy. But why?

"H-Hik!"

The sea-blue eyes that faced him were deep like an abyss, instigating his fear.

"Shh."

Thesilid, who lowered his pose, only rolled his eyes and looked to the side where Ellet was. Making sure he was in her blind spot, he reached his hand.

"Kaaah-ghuo!"

Cornkill, who had been involuntarily strangled, struggled.

"Long time no see."

"Cou-cough?"

Long time no see?

Despite being in the middle of strangulation, Cornkill's eyes widened in surprise.

A low-pitched languid voice echoed through the air.

"It's okay if you don't remember. Because I remember. Even after a long time, I couldn't forget the memory of you hitting me in the back of my head."

"Guu-Kuho…?"

"I thought you were a hostage, and I sacrificed my life to save you, but he was the leader of the bandits. It was a shock to my young heart when I found out."

"Kuu-huu…?"

"But there was no room for being traumatized by such psychological shock. The dungeon that you lured me to….because of that, I tried something like suicide for the first time."

He wanted to ask what the heck this guy was talking about, but the only sound coming out of Cornkil's mouth was a squeak.

Even the gods who were watching at this point were a little confused.

['The World-building God' wonders if he was originally so talkative.]

['The Spoiler Inspector' says this episode 17 seems to be very different from the original as it is an exception from the main lead being alive.]

Just in time, Thesilid wrapped his remaining hand around half of his face and said.

"Ah, I don't usually talk that much, but it's been a while since I've been here, so I'm a little bit emotional."

"Ku… kugu…"

Cornkill was now almost out of breath. But even in the midst of it, the man's voice was clearly stuck in his ears.

"Did you know? It is a good deed for a knight to punish his opponent for the honor of a lady."

"…!"

"If you cry, who is comforting whom?"

"Kuhu…!"

Kugugugu.

The saliva and foam that flowed from Cornkill's mouth were about to wet Thesilid's wrist.

"But I have decided to live a good life this time."

The strength in the hand that was holding his neck loosened like a lie and the blocked air violently rushed into Cornkill's lungs.

"Kuh huh! Cof, cof!"

Thesilid turned back without any regrets from the frantic Cornkill who cough his lungs out.

The beautiful and cool back of the handsome man melted away in the dark.

"Thank you. Thank you very much…!"

"I will never forget the grace you showed for saving us. Hic…"

As desired, I received many thanks from the male hostages.

With this, it seems that the hideout has been cleaned up. As I was shaking my hands, Thesilid approached.

"Ellet, I think you should see this."

"Yes."

As I left the cave prison, I saw thieves who had been tied in groups of three and five with the harp string of the king of spirits.

They were on the verge of death.

"I don't want to die! I don't want to die! Aww!"

"Hot, hot! Help me! Aghhhh!"

The skin surface was burning around the red mark on their forehead.

What? What happened?

"The time has come."

I gave a short answer to the puzzled Agnes. Thankfully, Thesilid gave me a more detailed explanation.

"The original hideout of The Ducks and Drakes was inside a dungeon without an owner. But not long ago, an S-class boss was born and claimed the seat of the new owner, and they were branded as slaves."

Self-delivered karma. So what exactly did the boss tell them to do?

"If you don't sacrifice ten men a week in the time of the human world, your head will burn to death."

Only men?

"The reason why only men are accepted as sacrifices is…because the boss is the Queen Harpy. For a more detailed explanation…well, I don't want to say it myself."

Ah, I know. It is said that half-human half-bird harpies are only female, so they use human males to breed. Conversely, there were other individuals that used human women to do the same, but what was it? I can't seem to remember which ones.

"…Orcs are the counterparts."

Yes, Orc.

At first glance, the two seem to be talking, but they were not. Thesilid cannot detect Agnes' presence.

I can't believe he's even kind to an invisible being. What a great specimen of a knight's manners.

I quietly approached the dying bandits. The light of divine power drifted in my hand. Thesilid and Agnes, who had an intuition at what I was going to do, said one by one as if they were surprised.

"Ellet, don't tell me…"

They are trash that doesn't even deserve a calm death, but you want to save them?

Removing the stigma by using an ultimate skill is no burden at all. But I wasn't the kind of person who did fair deeds to trash either.

Good deeds for the sake of is not even hypocrisy. It's evil.

I looked back at the two of them and smiled.

"Do you think I would?"

Contrary to my words, a healing light poured from my hand. The tanned skin was restored and the red stigma disappeared. The thieves who were rescued from the claws of near death had tears in their eyes.

"I-I lived…."

"Th-thank you…"

"You have nothing to be thankful for."

Painful screams could still be heard around. Because I only saved ten people.

The number ten had a specific meaning.

"Aww!"

The bodies of the thieves were wrapped around with The Spirit King's Harp String and stitched together. Like dried yellow Corvina.

"Come on, let's go see the Harpy Queen."

"Hiiiic!"

"Nooo!"

The bandits who understood my intentions cried out.

"I'm sorry! I will never do that again!"

"Please forgive me! Anything but dragging me to the Harpy Queen, please…!"

"I'd rather you kill me!

That's why putting yourself in someone else's shoes is so important. Aren't they finally shedding tears and having runny noses of regret only when they are made to be sacrificed as tributes themselves?

I smiled kindly and showed mercy.

"Don't give up. If you hold out until I catch the boss, you can live."

"Noooo!"

"Arghhhh!"

Oops, I forgot to switch off my killing intent because they were so contemptuous.

Pulling the rope, no, The Spirit King's Harp String, I looked back at Thesilid.

At that moment, he was staring at me.

"Let's get in, Terry!"

"…"

"Terry?"

"Ah."

It was as if he had been dazed and then came to his senses.

"The dungeon is this way."

Thesilid smiled and took the lead. Somehow I thought he looked happy for some reason.

The entrance to the dungeon was located deep in the cave and was used as a prison. At the end of the road, the gate opened its wide mouth.

"Argh!"

"Save me…kwah!"

I pushed the thieves into it first, and put one foot forward inside. Then held out one hand towards Thesilid.

"Come on."

It's a way to escort a gentleman I learned from my mother.

"…I'm openly being treated like an underdog."

"It's true that you are weak now. Anyway, catch it, gentlemen."

Thesilid no longer complained and took my hand.

As usual, the field of vision was surrealistically squashed and then opened again, changing into a new environment.

[System You have entered the S-level dungeon 'Hatching Nest'.]

A field-type dungeon with a rugged mountainous area. Half-human and half-harpy beasts flew around the mountain peak.

Kieee, kiee kiee!

Kieee, kiee kiee!

The thieves were astonished at the number, which was reminiscent of a flock of migratory birds.

"Hey, what are all those things? Why are there so many!"

"I-It wasn't like this when I came here before! What happened!"

Are you really asking because you don't know?

"Looks like the Harpy Queen's eggs just hatched. It's all thanks to your hard work."

"Argggh!"

A month is enough time for freshly hatched harpies to grow into adults.

Beasts have a strong instinct for slaughter and breeding, especially the Harpy. The next expected situation was obvious.

Kyaaaah!

Kyaaa! Kyaaa!

Harpies flew this way, howling as if they were excited. And…

Swish! Whik!

"Sa-save me! Argh!"

"N-Nooo! I hate it!"

One by one, the bandits were whisked away.

It was an instant before the tribute to the Queen was sold out on a first-come, first-served basis.

"Oh, dear."

Oh, dear.

After letting out a 'sad' exclamation without an ounce of feelings, Agnes and I explored our surroundings.

Among the many mountain peaks, there was one that looked like the top had been cut off. It looked like a crater, just right for a nest.

"That one looks like the Queen's nest. What do you think of Agnes?"

Yes, I can feel strong energy there.

"Terry, Agnes says is right there."

Thesilid, who received the message, said with a very nice and handsome face.

"You must hurry. There must be hostages still alive in the Queen's nest."

"The question is, how do we get that far very quickly…"

How about riding a harpy? I don't think it's a problem to ride one if you had the skills to balance the boat when you caught the Undead Ciel, right?

"There was that way! Ah, if I had known this would happen, I would have grabbed them when the harpies came down to snatch the bandits."

It was a time when I regretted being a little bit late. Thesilid said as he adjusted the sea-blue eyes.

"If that's the case, there's nothing to worry about. There are still things left to lure the harpies."

"What?"

"It just so happens that one is coming over there."

I saw the silhouette of a harpy flying in this direction with its back to the setting sun.

But how come it seems bigger than the other harpies?

As the distance drew closer, the darkness of the silhouette faded, revealing the harpy as it approached. It had by far the largest size, wings more colorful than a peacock's tail, and even a Crown worn on the head of a human woman!

[System Dungeon owner, 780th place in the Demon World, 'Queen Harpy Pignellis' has appeared!]

Kyaaaaaa-!

The Queen Harpy was rushing in with a high-pitched voice. Her appearance with its claws raised in excitement, as if to tear us apart, was menacing.

However, meeting the boss was welcomed as always.

Seems like she came in person.

"I'm grateful."

There was no need to catch another harpy. We can deal with the boss first and take care of the hostages slowly.

I glanced at Serpens's blade in my hand. The white light added vigor to the blade. Taking a deep breath, I continued to pull the aura up.

'With this blow, I'll take her wings in one shot…'

That was then.

Shhhhwii! Whirick!

"Ah."

Thesilid let out a soft exclamation.

"Huh?"

Huh?

I and Agnes were dazed.

Flap! Flap!

The Queen finished her business and flew away without any regrets.

"…"

My dazed eyes were fixed on the Queen's claws.

Because Thesilid was hanging there.

In other words, the current situation is.

'The weak protagonist was kidnapped by the boss!'

My face went pale.

"Terry!"

The Queen Harpy was so fast that the silhouette was already small and seemed to melt in the sunset.

No, why can't he avoid that?! Even if he's empty now it's a body that went to the expert level!

"I know!"

Were his reflexes nerfed, too? If that's the case, you should have told me in advance!

Ah, anyway, don't attack first. The altitude is too high. If the Queen Harpy misses the grip, hell be knocked down.

It was.

The current Thesilid had neither an aura nor divine power to protect its body. If he falls from that height, he will surely die.

['The World-building God' is puzzled by the unexpected development.]

['The Spoiler Inspector' is surprised to see for the first time in the setting, an arrogant Queen Harpy meets guests in person.]

['The Scales that Judges the Soul' consoles you by saying that she doesn't think the Queen will kill him right away, seeing that she has gone to great lengths to catch him.]

"Whoa, let's hurry up."

I raised my head and looked up at the sky.

Kihi hi hi!

Just in time, I saw a harpy circling around, making a sound as if laughing at me.

How dare you fly low over my head at a time like this? All right, I decided it's going to be you.

Shiiiiwwww!

The Spirit King's Harp String extended out of my hand and wrapped around the harpy's neck, legs and wings.

Kyeh?

"Come down."

Kieeeeee!

Thud!

I poured heals on the harpy who had fallen and was bleeding on the floor. I wrapped the string around its neck to make a rein and got on.

"If you don't want to die, fly to your mother's nest."

Kyoo!

Thanks to the harpy who listened well, I was able to quickly pursue the Queen Harpy. But my insides were a burnt sweet potato.

"Queen Harpy…"

I don't even want to imagine what will happen if I'm late.

Thud!

Finally, we arrived at the crater nest, the boss zone. I jumped off the harpy's back, which had landed like crazy, and looked around.

Colorful eggs laid by the Queen. A wooden prison where weary men were imprisoned.

It ran past them to the center of the nest.

Thesilid's silver hair was reflected in my vision. He was in a close face-to-face confrontation with the Queen Harpy.

"Thesilid, are you alright-!"

By the way.

"You…what…?"

The scene in front of me was completely different from what I was worried about.

"Kihihi, this is the first time I've seen a pretty male like you."

The Queen Harpy blushed, as she cozily sat Thesilid on where her five-colored feathers were fluffy.

"I won't force you. I even want to have your heart too! Be mine by your will!"

"Are you monogamous?"

"If you want, I will throw everyone else out and make a nest with you alone!"

"Still, it's difficult because it's a body I swore to dedicate to the church."

"A body you swore to God?! Alas, I'm even more excited to be the first!"

…I can't listen to this anymore.

A divine power like flames wrapped around my body.

I raised my hand and aimed at Queen Happy.

"Sacred punishment."

"Kueeeeeek!"

"Vanquish of Evil"

"Keeheeyeeee!"

"Pure Light"

"Kueee…"

[System Congratulations! You defeated the owner of the dungeon 'Queen Harpy Pignellis,' 780th in the Demon World.]

The Queen Harpy was the target of the 'Reversal of Predation' skill, so my attacks were very sharp. In the end, the lustful Queen collapsed into ashes without leaving any traces.

You really didn't want to see her anymore, seeing as you went straight with divine power before using aura.

"Yes."

['The Scales that Judges the Soul' laughs at the fact that the most handsome pheromone in the world transcends races.]

Reaching out my hand, I lifted Thesilid up from the feathers.

"I'm glad it wasn't serious."

"It's all thanks to you. It was a fresh experience."

"A fresh experience?"

I thought that he was talking about being proposed to by a different race.

"It's the first time someone has come to save me so quickly."

"…"

He had the talent to expose such salty things with a calm face.

"Uh, well, let's save the hostage first."

"Yes, Ellet."

I and Thesilid dispersed and freed the hostages. They shed tears of joy as they watched me beat the Queen.

"Hic. Thank you for saving my life. If it weren't for the priest, my life would have ended miserably….how should I repay this favor.…."

"I never dreamed that you'd, sniff, kill the fearsome harpy so easily. I-it's such an honor to have my life saved by such a great person…"

"Sniff, is there anything I can do? I want to repay you, Priest!"

I was trying to say it was okay and politely refuse them, but I suddenly remembered something.

"All of this is a blessing from God, so I hope you thank God more than me."

"Ah! Thank god…!"

They understood the meaning at once and a message popped up as proof.

[System Converted atheists into believers.]

['The World-building God' is delighted.]

This led to a start of a pyramid business.

After opening the gate and letting them out first, I and Thesilid looted for items.

[Item 'Five-colored Feather'

The feathers of the Queen Harpy, more colorful than a peacock's

If you have it, it prevents one from falling to death once.]

"…"

"…"

Aside from being a single-use garbage, are you giving me this now? Are you kidding me?

"Would you like to, Terry?"

"Thank you. It was just what I needed."

The good main character let out a bland thank you, without a shred of emotion, and accepted the item.

We got out of the dungeon.

This completes the sweeping of the bandits. I looked up at the real moon high in the night sky and suggested it.

"Today, let's go to the village chief's house to sleep. It must be empty there."

"Good idea."

"What's the next bandit group we are going to next?"

It was when I prepared to put the destination on the system map.

"Now I'm thinking of going somewhere else."

Another place?

At my questioning eyes, he gave a bright smile.

"Because I can't continue to be your burden."

It was a smile with a high sugar content befitting a sweet potato.

Note: Yes, it starts here, I checked twice.

['The Scales that Judges the Soul' scoffs at 'The World-building God' by asking if he really isn't expecting the Transmigrator to come and show sincerity first.]

['The World-building God' yells back saying it's noisy.]

['The Creative Business Manager' tells you that the 'The World-building God' sponsored a sacred reward.]

['The World-building God' cries out, what is he supposed to do if you say it like that!?]

"Huh?"

Did World God sponsor me something?

What's wrong, Ellet?

"God prepared a gift for me, and I almost returned it without opening it."

['World-Building Words' is heartbroken by the dry summary of the situation.]

Since you are a believer, you can't do that.

"Right. I can't."

With that being said, the choice seems to have been decided.

[System Do you want to select 'Sacred Reward'? (Yes No)]

Yes!

['The World-building God' is greatly delighted.]

Pop!

"Oh?"

Suddenly, a large gift box appeared in front of me and settled in my arms. It was very heavy.

[System 'Costume Set of the Leader of the World Order' has been acquired.]

(Note: For 'Strict Order and Goodwill' religion I will use the Vatican, for the religion of World God, I will use World Order)

What? Costume set?

I opened the box lid.

"Wow!"

An elegant, pure white dress that a goddess would wear, a loose cloak with delicate embroidery, and beautiful jewels gleamed in the box.

[Item 'World Order Costume Set – Leader'

This is a luxury costume sponsored by 'The World-building God'. When worn, charm, dignity, elegance, and charisma increase by 200%, making missionary activities easier.

Note: It is recommended that the cloak be worn together because only the dress is too erotic.]

Oh my, what is this? It's really pretty.

"I know, right? Wow…for a moment, I thought the genre was Rofan."

What?

"There is such a thing. Anyway, it's so nice… As expected, our God is the best…"

['The World-building God' sees that you liked it, smiles warmly, and shrugs his shoulder.]

['The Scales that Judges the Soul' says they chose the dress together.]

['The World-building God' draws a line not to take credit in it.]

Tak.

After I was impressed, I closed the lid of the box. Rectifying the hazy expression on my face, I pointed out an important fact.

"But I can't wear it."

That's right. Who wears such heavy clothes like this while traveling?

"There is no stat increase related to battle so I want to take care of it."

The Leader's costume went straight into my inventory satchel bag.

The day I will take it out again… Well, frankly, it doesn't seem to be anytime soon.

['The Scales that Judges the Soul' was looking forward to seeing you wearing it, but says it's a pity.]

['The World-building God' says that the day to wear it will soon come.]

Tikttiktik.

Right then, the embers of the bonfire completely disappeared. Just in time, it was a dark night when the moon did not rise, as a result, deep darkness fell on the surroundings.

I hurriedly lit the bonfire again.

Whoofs.

It took about 5 seconds for the light to come back.

"…Ellet."

A locked voice called me. I was surprised.

Thesilid, who had slept unaware of the fact that I was talking with Agnes just before, was suddenly looking at me with soft eyes.

It's strange to think so, but it felt like he woke up because it was dark.

He usually sleeps with the lights on at night.

"Did you wake up? You can go back to sleep."

"I slept enough. I'll take on night watch for you."

"Well, alright."

While wrapping the blanket around his body, Thesilid threw more firewood into the bonfire.

The main character likes bright light. I thought it was a good combination and started talking to him.

"Terry."

"Yes?"

"A gentleman shouldn't touch a lady."

"…"

The setting value of the main character was a faithful and sacred knight and I was happily waiting for the embarrassing response to my joke.

"If I touch you, won't I die by your hands?"

"…Uh, well, yes."

I had nothing to say when he came out with a serious reply, so I decided to keep quiet and close my eyes.

Meanwhile, at a similar time.

There was a bit of a commotion in the 'Transmigrator's Community Chat', where Ellet had not looked since her first day because of her jealousy towards the childcare transmigrators.

Of course, they were friendly at first. As follows.

[Genre Change Aspirant]: Looking for a way to quickly earn 10 billion cash in modern settings.

[A Successful Fan]: If it's a modern setting, aren't all of them somewhat a hit on average? Just get used to it.

[Genre Change Aspirant]: I don't like it.

[Monster Chef]: Please refrain from speaking with a full stomach ㅠㅠ. There are a lot of crazy transmigrators of fantasy that can't even eat kimchi and ramen here ㅠㅠ.

[Attention Seeker with Hidden Power]: completes the 103rd floor of the Tower of Trials.

[FFF-level Physical Skills]: Huh? Mister Hidden Power, didn't you just complete up to the 102nd floor not long ago? Great, great!

[Cider Pass 381]: It's starting again haha.

[Original addict 7]: If you broke through the floor, you can honestly just boast about breaking it instead of pretending to be looking for a target.

[Attention Seeker with Hidden Power]: Why are you being so mean when it comes to attacking the tower? Do you have an inferiority complex?

[FFF-level Physical Skills]: Mister Addict is just too talkative, don't be heartbroken sir.

[Attention Seeker with Hidden Power]: I don't really care. It just feels like he's picking a fight because I'm an S-class.

[FFF-level Physical Skills]: Oh my. You were S-level!

[Daddy's Girl]: S-class is cool…I'm an F class….

[Genre Change Aspirant]: But isn't the rating the same as the worldview?

[No.1 Hunter's daughter]: It is widely believed in the chat that the world view rating = the level of the transmigrator, but in my case, I was assigned according to my aptitude and constitution.

[Genre Change Aspirant]: OMG. Then that means you are cool.

[Attention Seeker with Hidden Power]: hahahaha

[Cider Pass 381]: Oh, did ASHP come again? It's an S-class, so anything becomes an argument.

[Original addict 7]: In the era of 1 million transmigrators, S-class seems to have increased a lot. It's not that big of a deal now.

[No.1 Hunter's daughter]: Really? When I was transmigrated, there was an uproar saying that it was an S-class that came out about 1 in 100,000 people.

[Tyrant's Daughter 5]: I actually saw it. It was the sister in my line, and she was making a look of losing her country after receiving the grade, and a Welsh Corgi wagged its tail brightly in front of her. Hahaha. If he had a hand, I think he would have asked for a handshake hahaha!

[Apple of the Eyes11]: It was my front number, so I remember it too! That older sister was serious about the childcare genre.

[Tyrant's Daughter 5]: Was it the RUWS (Return until you save the world) that she transmigrated in? The waiters felt sorry for her, but they heard that she had purchased the after-life insurance full-package, they changed their attitude. lol!

[FFF-level Physical Skills]: Oh my. Full package. Awesome.

[No.1 Hunter's daughter]: I wonder what she's doing right now. If you're watching the chat, please send something!

[Attention Seeker with Hidden Power]: If she didn't show up until now, I think she's just dead. S-class is different. Less than 10% chance of survival.

[Cider Pass 381]: A personality that makes people dead because they don't get attention; where else did that 10% come from?

[Attention Seeker with Hidden Power]: ? It's true. There are estimated to be at least 10 S-class people, but I'm the only one who's active in the chat room.

[FFF-level Physical Skills]: Huh. So, the only S-class alive now is Mister Hidden Power?

[Attention Seeker with Hidden Power]: Y.

[FFF-level Physical Skills]: Crazy. Hyung, how about a friend request….

[Cider Pass 381]: You are proud of making unfounded claims.

[Daddy's Girl]: That's enough. It's ugly to see an S-level flipping.

The quarrel ended with the victory of the 'Attention Seeker with Hidden Power'.

A social consensus was made in the chat window not to be rude to a precious ranker. It was then.

[Notice]: Congratulations! 'Kill Hill' has accomplished the achievement of 'Completing the first SS-level Transmigrator Tutorial of the Transmigration Bureau'!

As soon as Ellet received the tutorial reward, the achievement advertisement function hidden in the chat system lit up.

[A Successful Fan]: OMG.

[Monster Chef]: OMG.

[Cider Pass 381]: What. What is this?

[FFF-level Physical Skills]: Awesome.

[Genre Change Aspirant]: SS level?

[Tyrant's Daughter 5]: True story?

[A Successful Fan]: The only SS class in the age of 1 million people…

[Harem Construction Worker]: This is…You really have no choice but to admit it.

[Cider Pass 381]: Wow, who is Kill Hill? Have you seen them?

[Cider Pass 381]: Kill Hill bro? Sister? Answer me. If there is no answer, even rants will do?

[Original addict 7]: Look at how quiet he is. As expected, this one is a real master.

[Tyrant's Daughter 5]: Mister Hidden Power is suddenly quiet. Hahaha!

[Cider Pass 381]: That's why you shouldn't brag. Come over and tell us how you feel about it lololol. Mister Hidden Power reaction is so funny lololololololol.

That day, the transmigrators waited for Kill Hill to appear, but it was a long time later that Ellet turned on the chat window again.