As I followed Karia into the mansion, I saw the bodies of those sprawled on the floor.
According to her explanation, they had been knocked unconscious, enchanted by the Evil God.
"I figured you wouldn’t like it if I killed them all, so I took care with it."
‘Thank you for your hard work.’
"Hmm. I guess it was hard work. Just listen to the creaking sounds in my bones. At this rate, I might be able to play an instrument with my body."
"...Can’t you just give me a straightforward compliment?"
Not happening. To be precise, even if I wanted to, I couldn't. The moment I complimented you, I would end up saying something worse than usual, so be satisfied with this much!
As I followed the grumbling Karia deeper into the mansion, a suddenly pungent smell permeated my nose.
Though no one had told me, I recognized this smell. It had always lingered amidst the countless crises I had faced until now.
The smell of blood.
Human blood.
"Lady."
"...Employer? Just a moment."
Ignoring the protests from Karl and Karia, I moved toward the increasingly potent smell.
It wasn’t difficult. My heightened senses, honed through training, pinpointed the source of the stench.
As I opened the door, the sight that met me was a man praying beside a line of at least a dozen corpses, laid out side by side.
The sight of those who had clearly died in pain shocked me, but even as panic surged, my heightened senses told me they were not ordinary humans.
A sinister energy still lingered in their bodies despite their lives being extinguished.
They must have served Tariki in life. They were the scum that sought to turn this territory into hell.
So, there was no reason to sympathize with them, yet my heart couldn’t help but feel otherwise.
My breath quickened.
"Lady."
‘I’m fine.’
"What are you worrying about, you useless one?"
The advice I received from Karl when I first killed something still lingered in my memory.
This is normal now. In time, I’ll become numb to it.
So, what I needed to do now was to face death without turning away, to quickly become accustomed to that sight.
Soothing myself, I focused on my breathing when a long sigh escaped from behind me.
"...Hah. Seriously. Hey, you perverted bastard. I told you to clean this up."
Despite Karia saying something to the man, he did not reply.
He simply closed his eyes and quietly prayed as if he couldn’t hear anything.
Seeing that, Karia sighed again, but no response came from the man.
"Employer, just to avoid misunderstandings, I didn’t kill them on purpose."
‘I know, Karia.’
"I know. You loudmouthed old maid."
I had no intention of blaming Karia for this.
My desire not to kill others stemmed from my own inadequacies, not from any convictions. What good would it do to impose this inadequacy on others?
Did Karia pick up on my thoughts? She didn’t say anything further.
A heavy silence descended, and before long, Feiby and the others entered the room.
Alsatin and the clueless fox showed no reaction, Johan remained expressionless, and even Feiby merely bowed her head toward the dead.
Everyone was used to this scene. Except for me.
Feeling like a clumsy child, I forced a laugh as the man finished his prayer and stood up.
"Karia, no matter how much of a villain you may be..."
He turned to speak to Karia, but froze the moment he met my gaze.
The moment he saw my clear and persistent eyes, I remembered where I had seen this man.
He... what was it? A pervert serving a beauty and a pervert, right?
I couldn’t remember exactly, but one thing was certain.
This bastard was a pervert comparable to the clueless fox.
"My lady! I’ve longed to see you again!"
"Huh?!"
I stepped back in shock as the blood-soaked pervert lunged toward me, but Karl blocked my way.
He immediately coated his fist with aura and struck at the pervert.
With a clean single blow, without a hint of hesitation.
The pervert’s body flew through the air.
Normally, that flight would end with a crash against the wall. That’s how the world works.
However, the pervert’s body suddenly stopped in midair, ensnared by a mist that had surrounded him.
"Crush him."
Before the clueless fox could even speak, the pervert slammed to the ground as masses of mist began to crush him.
...Uh. Well, I’m grateful that you got rid of that guy for now.
But, you know, is that really okay?
Isn’t he going to die from that?
"It’s fine, Employer. He won’t die easily."
As if reading my thoughts, Karia, who was clapping beside me, spoke in a cold voice.
I didn’t know for sure, but it seemed there was a lot of buildup.
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Since I brought it up, I should keep quiet to avoid the backlash.
"If it were up to me, I’d want to keep watching that scum get beaten, but we have something more important to deal with. Follow me, Employer."
"Okay. You go ahead. I’ll deal with this guy."
Leaving the pervert to the clueless fox.
Actually, now that I think about it, is it really okay to leave him to the clueless fox?
Both of them are equally disgusting trash, so is it really fine to leave those two alone?
If they join forces later, it could truly become a disaster.
...It should be fine.
Even though the clueless fox is a pervert, he still has a hatred for his own kind.
After leaving those two behind, Karia guided us to a room in the mansion.
The room looked just like a model house. It showed no signs of habitation, and there were no traces left behind. Yet, it was impeccably clean, with hardly a speck of dust to be found.
I knew the identity of this room.
No one outside the Burrow family should know about it, but I, as someone from outside this world, had to know.
This was the room of the firstborn son of the Burrow family, who had died here.
"Nakradr brought the inferior child in here as soon as you arrived, Employer."
Nakradr has a bad temperament. Creating a dungeon entrance here is typical of a trashy middle schooler.
"Employer."
‘Yes?’
"What?"
"How does this dungeon look to you? Does it look like an ordinary dungeon?"
‘No.’
"Old maid. You’ve aged badly. Does that look like an ordinary dungeon to you?"
In the center of the room stood a dungeon that was anything but ordinary.
It was the dungeon I had entered months ago to rescue Adri.
Created not by Agra but by another Evil God. Formed with something as a wedge. A dungeon that only one person can enter.
"Indeed, Employer, you are a specialist when it comes to dungeons. Correct. This place is quite different from an ordinary dungeon. There are various differences, but the biggest one is that only one person can enter."
"I will go."
Before Karia could finish her explanation about the dungeon, Karl stepped forward. His instinct to head into a dangerous place was undeniably that of a true knight.
Except for one thing. He didn’t care about his employer’s wishes.
‘Karl...’
"Useless one. Stay still."
Hey, Karl. I came all this way to conquer this dungeon with so much effort, and now you want to give it up to someone else?!
The knight has no sense of morals. No sense of morals at all.
Is it right to want to pick the most delicious piece from the feast that’s already prepared? Huh?!
If you want to be my dog, at least learn to wait!
"But lady!"
‘Karl. Do you know more about dungeons than I do?’
"The only thing I’m good at is swinging a sword, and why are you so arrogant? Do you know more about dungeons than I do?"
"...That’s not true."
"My lady, Bishop Karl is right."
As Karl hesitated to answer, Feiby stepped forward.
"My lady, your condition is at its worst. What if you go inside and face some danger?"
Well, that’s true. To be honest, I think it wouldn’t be strange if I collapsed at any moment.
But you know, I’m quite used to moving in this state.
There were times during training in the Alrn family when it was even worse than this.
This is nothing!
‘I have to do this!’
"You useless saintess. Are you really going to leave this to these useless ones?"
Don’t take the dungeon away from me! I came here to see that!
Feiby seemed to want to say something in response to my words, but Johan placed a hand on her shoulder before she could.
"Saintess, let’s stop."
"But, Bishop!"
"It is the lady’s choice."
Looking up at Johan’s face, Feiby stammered and eventually lowered her head without saying anything.
Leaving Feiby behind, Johan carefully extended his hand toward me.
In his hand was a sphere containing condensed divinity.
"This is one of the few remaining pieces of divinity in my body. I hope you will use it wisely, as per the lady’s intentions."
As I accepted the divinity from Johan, I felt energy surging within me.
It wasn’t a complete restoration of my divinity.
But this was enough to smash Nakradr.
The me who had been humiliated by Nakradr in the past and the me now were entirely different people.
"I’ll also! I’ll give you mine too! My lady!"
While I was checking my body after receiving Johan’s divinity, Feiby rushed over to my side and cast a holy spell on me.
Since she had used most of her strength to perform the miracle just moments ago, her magic was weaker than one would expect from a saintess.
But the feelings contained within it were genuine. The holy magic clearly had an effect.
Feeling my body recovering, I pondered how to express my gratitude to Feiby, but no matter how much I thought about it, I couldn’t find the words.
The moment I said thank you, I was sure disaster would follow.
So, instead of expressing my gratitude in words, I simply smiled at Feiby.
Seeing my smile, Feiby returned it with a smile of her own, so I guess that was the right choice.
Once all that was done, there was no one to stop me as I stepped forward.
Alright. Let’s do a final check.
Though it was bent here and there, my armor was still intact.
Ankhir was still without a single wound.
And my mace was, as always, in perfect condition.
As for me, I was always ready.
That’s just what rotten water is like.
"Go and come back, Employer."
‘I’ll be back soon.’
"I’ll return before the wrinkles on this old maid increase."
"...Wait. Do I really have to go this far?"
Leaving Karia, who groaned, behind, I took a step into the dungeon.
The moment I did, the scenery around me shifted.
[In the darkness, you shall not see an inch ahead.]
So, shall we...
Enjoy the theme park that Tariki prepared for me?