The guy’s kin also got angry and helped.
“Such a shameful human virgin!”
“Breaking the King’s horn!”
“It is an indelible sin to injure the King’s horns! Be prepared!”
I responded calmly.
“It’s not just the King’s horn.”
“What?”
It was at that time that stupid questions were heard here and there.
Took, tok, toduk!
Something heavy fell to the floor simultaneously.
The humanized Unisus were surprised when they belatedly touched their empty foreheads.
“Ho, the horn is cut off!”
“My horn! What happened!”
What do you think happened?
I pulled the Harp Strings of the Spirit King and the severed horns were finely collected at my feet.
“The guys in the back can come forward now.”
“Hiik!”
“You’re not coming? Then I’m going.”
With my dance of extermination, I moved between them and quickly cut off their horns.
Of course I didn’t kill anyone, because horns grow back.
The number was less than half a hundred, so it ended quickly. The white-haired boys turned into Unisus but lost their horns before they had time to spread their wings.
[‘The Critic who adjusts the balance’ is flabbergasted as he sees you plucking the horns of a high-ranking beast species like harvesting corn in a farm field.]
Right then the earth’s axis shook.
<You dare harm my followers!>
When I looked back, Eliniro was in the process of returning to his original form after releasing his humanization. A Unisus, the size of a house, rolled its front and back legs one after another with its long mane flying.
Kwakwang! Kugoong!
Craters were formed in the ground stamped by his forefoot, and the beautiful three-colored wisteria pillar struck by the hind foot split in half.
It could be said to be quite intimidating.
“Divine Punishment.”
<Kyohhohohohohoho.>
But this was an A-level dungeon. In other words, Eliniro was on the same level as Ardiman I caught at the beginning of my life in this world.
[<System> Congratulations! You have defeated the owner of the dungeon, ‘Casanova Unisus King, Eliniro’, ranked 1762nd in the Demon World.]
[<System> The Demon Territory ‘Mysterious Forest of Unisus’ belongs to the dungeon subjugator ‘Ellet Rodellaine’.]
With this, a high-value-added dungeon became mine.
[‘The Critic who adjusts the balance’ grumbles that one-hit-kill is too much even if he’s a Class A level Boss.]
[‘The Troubled Architect of the Tower of Trials’ feels wronged, saying that this is why the contents of the Tower of Trials were consumed quickly.]
“Th-the king is dead!”
“Run away……!”
Perhaps because they were born as beasts, there was no particular loyalty among the Unisus.
The handsome boys turned into winged white horses and scattered all over the place. I didn’t catch them because I was going to raise them in grazing from the beginning.
I packed all the jewel horns into my inventory and picked up two loots from Eliniro’s corpse.
Let’s see.
One item is in the form of a merry-go-round music box and the other is a skill book of the Holy Power Series.
‘As expected.’
Items were roughly thrown into the inventory and the skill book was in hand. With that, my business in this dungeon was over. I quietly slipped through the gate.
“It’s getting late, so I’ll have to report the subjugation to the financial manager tomorrow.”
<Did you say there was a contract with good terms that Bia wrote?>
“Yes. I prepared everything early for today.”
[‘The Scales that Judges the Soul’ applauds the Transmigrator’s planning.]
[‘The Eyes that watch over the chaos of all things’ smiles until his eyes are bent while working overtime, saying that you still need Bianca.]
Agnes commented in a satisfied voice.
<This dungeon subjugation was quite lucrative. Block a burst and get a dungeon that yields transition stone material. Killing two birds with one stone.>
“Ah, it’s three birds with one stone, to be exact.”
I lifted up the skill book that I didn’t put in my inventory and showed it.
<Huh? Is that skill book important?>
“Yes, very much.”
The system appraised the skill book.
[<Skill> ‘Advocate of Commands’
Advanced Divine Word-type skill. Forcibly activates the target’s skill.
However, you must pay for the Aura, Mana, and Divinity consumed to activate the skill.]
When I explained it as it was, Agnes asked in a puzzled way.
<A skill that activates someone else’s skill at will?>
“It’s kind of like a remote control.”
<Hmm, is there any place to use it?>
“Yes.”
<Where? It’s ambiguous to call it a support skill.>
I laughed bitterly.
“I have no intention of using it to my allies.”
<Are you using it against the enemy?>
“Yes. To Reed.”
<……>
There was silence for a while in the nightly cypress forest.
It wasn’t until the wind came in that the heavy air was blown away, and I opened my mouth again.
“In fact, isn’t Agnes aware of it?”
The skill book in my hand disappeared as if it was shattered. The forced activation skill was absorbed into me.
“Because you saw Reed’s face up close.”
……As expected.
There was no reply from Agnes and that was the most definite positive answer she could give me.
✠
In the early afternoon of the next day, we left the County without eating lunch.
The destination was Panel, the capital of the Church of Elpenheim.
It was a place in front of The Vatican, but we took lodging at a separate inn.
I was still on vacation, and I was going out to keep promises because I wanted to spend the last one a little noisy.
“No uniform.”
After checking in, I picked out Thesilid’s clothes in the room we reserved.
A shirt and vest were draped over simple trousers and finished with a white cravat.
I also changed into comfortable plain clothes. After leaving the inn, we headed towards a busy street lined with restaurants and taverns.
Due to the time difference, it was dinner time, so the streets and shops were crowded with people.
Thesilid and I went into one of the restaurants with a sign that read, “The Best Supper.”
Passing through the noisy 1st floor and going up to the 2nd floor, I was able to immediately spot the people who had come earlier.
“Yo. Your Eminence.”
“You came.”
“Nice to see you, Hestio, Ephael.”
The two of them were also on vacation today for our promised meeting.
As Thesilid and I sat across from each other, Ephael held out the menu and said,
“I ordered food in advance. A whole roasted chicken, grilled pork bone sirloin, asparagus focaccia, salmon quiche, and green grape cordial. Do you need anything more?”
Thesilid reacted.
“Cordial? Isn’t that alcohol?”
“It’s juice, juice.”
I called the clerk and placed an additional order.
“Please give me honey butter sweet potatoes and pumpkin pie. Oh, and add a glass of honey milk here, please.”
When I finished the order by pointing at Thesilid, Ephael, and Hestio let out airy laughter in delight.
“Now we are finally keeping the promise to meet we made in the Millennium Ice Castle.”
“I know.”
While answering Hestio’s words, the drink came out first.
While the three of us, including myself, were sipping light green cordials, Thesilid drank milk alone.
“Hey, Ellet.”
“Yes. What is it? Hestio.”
“Are you okay? I heard you collapsed from overdoing it in the last subjugation.”
“I’m fine. Nothing to worry about.”
“Well, when I went to visit, they said you had already gone on vacation. What did you do for three days?”
It’s just like Hestio to become harsh again as soon as he gets confirmation that my physical condition is fine.
“I robbed bandits, cleared dungeons, and met my parents.”
“With Thesilid?”
“Yes. I don’t know how someone will harass Terry if I leave him in The Vatican.”
“You’re overprotective.” (Hestio)
“It’s overprotective.” (Ephael)
I listened to it with the back of my ear and drank the green grape cordial. Suddenly, Ephael brought up a story from the past as if reminiscing.
“Actually, when I first saw you, I thought something similar to Thesilid popped out from somewhere.”
“That’s a little rude.”
“Yep, I’ll admit it. I didn’t know that you were trying to follow Count Orsche at the Toy’s mansion, not as a sacrifice, but to destroy the boss by yourself with Descent of Divinity.”
“I’m glad you know now.”
“At that time, you could have said something in front of the Boss’ room. Well, of course I understand that you wanted to keep your identity a secret. So I know why you didn’t say it, but still. At that time, I……”
Ephael’s words changed more and more to a rambling talk. I leaned my chin on my hand and smiled at him.
“Did you feel guilty until now? That you tried to kill me then.”
“……”
The atmosphere at the table changed completely.
As I gazed at the Ephael, I felt two pairs of startled glances fly into my face from either side.
Ephael stuttered again.
“……D-Did you know?”
“You said we’d meet in heaven then.”
The clerk brought out the food. The table was filled with dishes that smelled delicious and showed off a nice visual. However, as if they were nothing more than a good assortment of props, none of the three young men thought of touching the food.
I cut the meat and put it on everyone’s plate.
“I don’t care. I know there was a reason. So don’t feel guilty, either.”
However, it seems that his friends thought differently. Hestio and Thesilid looked at him with questioning eyes.
“Hey, what are you talking about?”(Hestio)
“Ephael.”(Terry)
There was no way that a person who had struggled alone with guilt for 10 years will be good at defending himself so I stepped out.
“Don’t be too harsh at him. Do you remember the rules of the dungeon that Count Orsche talked about at the time? He said that he would send the last person out alive.”
“Wow, Ephael you son of a bitch, you wanted to live alone……”
“No, Hestio. Ephael……”
In this version, Hestio is alive, unlike in the original work. I reinterpreted Ephael’s choice with my subjective opinions.
“He would have tried to get one of you out alive.”
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