Chapter 159 – Annoying Attention
“Accept! Accept!”
“Are you crazy?”
Clair’s harsh voice resounds like the background, and my body is sucked into somewhere.
When God called before, the pillar of light fell and wrapped around me, but it is a clearly different phenomenon from that time.
I feel a little bit threatened.
Should I resist… ?
[Okay. Even if it goes wrong, aren’t there any skills in your memory that can escape?]
That’s it.
Good. Gaza boldly.
[Anyway, a little boy with fluttering ears.]
This child…
Coo goo.
At some point, the background changed.
It was completely different from where the gods had been before.
Previously, it was a place where the background was blurry every moment, but this place was just dark.
And—the ground I stepped on was a wilderness.
To describe this place in one word…
[Don’t you remember the word death?]
An overwhelming presence and power that you can feel just by talking to them.
My body trembled at the vibration of intangible power.
Indeed, the dragon god seemed to be on a different level from other gods.
I looked back and saw what looked like the shadow of a huge dragon.
It looked like a dragon, but it wasn’t a dragon, it looked like a lump of energy.
According to Almiraj, all the gods were absolute beings in their own world, so I can’t help but wonder why they are so different from the Dragon God. It felt more powerful than any godhead.
The only time this power could be matched was when another god in charge of mine intervened during the interview with Ornest.
Think about it like this.
“Hello. Dragon god.”
[Hmm. It’s been a while since I’ve seen you. Master.]
Seonja?
…
…?
What is a sailor…?
Do you know what a disgraceful prophet is?
But in the end there was no answer.
This child. It seemed as if they were thinking about being in front of the dragon god.
It seems that if you talk to me in front of the gods, you will get caught.
Since the forgotten gods are said to be losers, it must be awkward to show themselves in front of the victors.
…
Come to think of it, when this guy first appeared in earnest, he was full of gods and there was also a dragon god, didn’t he just talk to me then?
No way. What could be the reason?
Let me understand with a big heart.
This loser bastard.
…
Didn’t come out even though I said this?
First of all, if I said something harsh, I will cancel it, so I hope you don’t get angry.
Curious, I asked myself.
“What is a Seonja?”
[Spoken in abbreviation of the good man.]
I suddenly felt better.
I’m a good boy…!!
I said in a more polite voice.
“What did you call me, Dragon God?”
[Hmm. As if I sent a message, I have a request.]
The dragon god’s resounding voice became a little cautious.
[I have no shame… But thank you for taking the risk to listen to me.]
“…!!”
This person. No this dragon Why are you so personable?
How long has it been since you’ve been thanked for something insignificant?
Most of the gods I’ve met so far have been human-destroyers like Nanar and Poseid, or gods with dirty or supposedly dirty personalities like Plena.
In the case of Heston and Olnist, I thought they were friendly and nice to me, but they only rewarded me for what I did.
And the long-awaited love heart.
Damn this fucking name, my life in another world is half fucked up because of this herbal bitch.
Because of this, the perception of God could not be improved.
Perhaps because most of the other cubs were bastards, the dragon god in front of him felt even more like a person.
To the point where I wonder what kind of attitude he would show if he refused the request.
Isn’t it sometimes like that? It’s the kind of thing that I want to do for no reason.
…If you’re curious, you should?
[My request is…]
“I refuse anything.”
Silence.
I wondered if I did it for no reason, so I broke into a cold sweat and it was a joke!! I was thinking about when to say it when I heard a complicated voice.
[…Is it. Sorry. I called you out of nothing but thinking about the circumstances of my own people…]
Sullen.
I felt so clearly that I was taken aback.
“Anything! The idea was that if I thought I’d say no, I’d say no!”
[Hmm?]
The dragon tilted his head for a moment, then burst into laughter with ah and haha.
[You know how to enjoy concentration!]
Haha…”
[Awesome! No matter how considerate of you I appeared in this form, even those with tolerable status tend to go crazy in front of me. Your heart is as if it is one dimension.]
Crazy? Suddenly, the information about Askatlov mentioned by Poise. It reminded me that the person who saw the monster king was crazy.
Anyway, it was like a compliment, so I laughed haha.
[Thank you again. Your current situation is very complicated, so it must be difficult to receive an offer from a deity other than the person in charge, but you helped me well.]
“No. That… I don’t know the current situation.”
After thinking about it for a bit, I told her the situation I was in.
[Hmm? I do not know? I also don’t visit the New World often, but I know the news. Can you, who has the highest level god and many others with similar status, not know the situation?]
Many.
I swallowed and tried to ask a question.
‘Do not do that. Come.’
…!
Discredit.
He spoke to me in a different way than usual.
It’s coming… Are you referring to the entity that interrupted the conversation with Ornist before?
The goddess who spoke favorably to me?
I don’t know at all.
What is the purpose of the goddess, is she repeating that she is friendly to me and then hostile?
Even after thinking about it, it was a problem that could not be helped now, so I held back.
“Yes. I haven’t heard. Aren’t they in a bad situation right now?”
The dragon god seemed a little puzzled, but soon understood.
[Is it. As I just said, I don’t like places where those authoritative people live, so I don’t go there as much as possible. Because of that, I’m not well informed, so I don’t know completely, but Nanar, that crazy god has put a kind of prize on you.]
“Goods…?”
[I don’t know what the contents of the product are. Sorry.]
“No, there is no need to be sorry.”
[Thank you for understanding. I don’t know what the product is, but the low-level deities lit up their eyes and gave a quest to the creatures in charge.]
“…”
Could it be that the quest is to kill me?
[Relax. If it was something that harmed you, not only me but also your gods wouldn’t have stayed still.]
“Uh, yes.”
Even if Yongsin is, will it be protected by a baby like a love heart and a baby?
[And Nanar. He seems prudent, yet he does crazy things with ease. He must have thought of something different than harming you.]
“Is that so.”
What came to my mind was poise.
There was a high possibility that she would know if several gods had given quests.
Why didn’t Poise tell me about this situation?
Didn’t you know? Or did I deliberately not tell you?
If you know, what is the intention?
Depending on what it is, your relationship with him will be determined.
[This is all I know.]
“Thank you for the explanation.”
Now is the time to hear why you called me.
After being silent and raising his head, the dragon god carefully opened his mouth.
[Do you remember Malachi?]
Of course I remember.
I was the name of Ben Black Dragon’s body ever alive.
His nickname was Yeokbyeongryong.
I broke out in a slight cold sweat.
Even if it’s just a corpse, since you sliced up your own people, the dragon god couldn’t be happier.
“Yes. That… Even if it’s a corpse…”
[No need to apologize. Malachia might have died normally, but since she was used in all sorts of experiments in that state, what you did is rather help and salvation.]
Such a condition?
Looking at the nuance, I don’t think it’s a story about death.
“But, after all, your karma is too deep, so you couldn’t reach Buddhahood…]
“You said you couldn’t make it?”
[Yes. So, I want to ask you to help my descendent attain Buddhahood.]
Buddhahood.
I’ve said it many times, but I have a lot of game experience.
Then, as a gamer’s senses tell you, this quest. It smells like jackpot.
Still, you have to pretend to bounce.
“Um… I’m a bit embarrassed. Even if I say I’m a Buddha, what should I do?”
Should I bring a priest?
[It is enough to do good deeds equal to the karma that Malachia committed. I think that karma will be solved someday if you are by her side, her predecessor.]
“Aha…”
You’re overestimating.
Still, it didn’t feel bad to be acknowledged by such a powerful being.
[Of course, I’m not asking for help without any preparation or payment. It will give you skills and powers to help Malachia, and will also give you additional benefits just by being with Malachia. And if you purify your soul, as long as I can reach you, I will grant you one thing you want.]
It’s very attractive that an existence the size of a dragon god grants anyone’s wish…
“You said that you are a being that needs to be purified. If you stay with me, won’t something sinister happen around you?”
It is difficult if a phenomenon similar to madness occurs when looking at the king of monsters.
[I bet that won’t happen. Also. I will give you strength in case there is someone else’s trick.]
Strength.
Yongshinnim’s confident attitude stimulated my 99% desire and 1% sense of justice.
“Okay. I’ll accept it.”
[Really?]
When I accepted it kindly, the dragon god was quite surprised.
Well, nothing difficult.
I heard that Yongshin-nim would solve the situation in case something happened.
The Yong God, who was delighted, soon raised a solemn voice.
[Then I will ask formally. You. A request from the eight-year-old dragon god, ‘Semistia’. Would you accept the purifying of his karma with the soul of my descendant Malachia by your side? Before answering, I will include a clause that says you can give up at any time if you want to give up, and a compressed word for a formal contract.]
What is a compression verb?
Something strange came out.
You’ll know what a compression verb is if you accept it.
“I will accept it on the condition that there are no adverse conditions that harm my body.”
Just in case, I tried attaching a sajok, but Yongshin-nim nodded his head without any sign of displeasure.
A generous person!
And without any warning, a feeling similar to when I made the ‘promise’ arose.
Wow!
Flame-like energy wrapped around me, and for a moment, the black shadow that had wrapped around the dragon god lifted, revealing red scales.
[This…!]
“?”
[…?]
The dragon god uttered a puzzled voice, and soon wrapped the black energy around his body again with a gesture of doubt.
Yongshin-nim staring blankly at me for a moment.
For a while, the dragon god spoke in a solemn voice.
[The contract has been established. For details, you may refer to the compression verb. First of all, I have sent you the location of Malachia.]
“Yes.”
It’s amazing.
Unfamiliar knowledge was swirling in my head.
In other words, the forced acquisition of a large amount of information to be injected is term compression.
This is just one way to use it, and the possibilities are endless.
Anyway, dragons are a fraudulent race.
[Don’t think too much about not being able to give strength right away because even I have limitations.]
“It’s too much! It can’t be!”
Yongshin-nim nodded his head in satisfaction.
[As I remember, if you meet Malakia, you will automatically acquire the necessary power.]
“All right.”
[Then… It would be a nuisance in many ways if I kept it in a seal like this, so I’ll send it back to the present world.]
…Is it sealed?
“Ah. Over there…”
Before we go back, there are things we must do.
The reason why I came here by accepting the message from the dragon god.
It was also to receive the quest, but the reason why I was in a hurry right now!
“Dragon god.”
[Hmm? Why is that, sage?]
I’m afraid of how the full name of that pen name will change after I tell this story.
But I have to say
“Hey, Frostia…”
[Hmm?]
“That… I didn’t mean it. It’s kind of, how to say. It’s sealed, and you made a promise to me the other day, but you must have been very angry because I didn’t keep it. So, but that… Shameless. How could he be angry? I was afraid you couldn’t tell me.”
[…
Silence is scary.
Disillusioned
[We have limitations.]
“Ah yes.”
[I’m relatively free, but it’s impossible to deliver a message to someone of my own kind, especially one half-immersed in a horse like Frostia.]
Shit. Ruined.
What if Frostia goes wild?
It’s hard to say for sure if she doesn’t have a 10% Advent rate.
However, the god of the dragon spoke in a calm manner.
[Is there anything to worry about?]
“Yes?”
[If you don’t know it, you must have lost a lot of your staying power after fighting the true hero of the day. If you’re afraid of Frostia’s wrath, you won’t need to.]
“Uh…”
[If you run wild there, your mind will return to the seal this time.]
“…”
Really?
Then my worries are gone… But is the emotional part okay?
“Hey, are you okay?”
[What do you mean?]
“Mr. Frostia is also a dragon, but I think the same kind of people are treated a little harshly…”
The dragon god shook his head and spoke resolutely.
[The gang should go through more hardships.]
“…”
Calling Frostia a ragtag?
You’re pretty hated…
No Rather friendly
[The guy’s fundamental disposition isn’t bad, but he tends to be too flirtatious. Of course, it’s a pity that he was sealed for a long time, but since he didn’t choose the path of becoming a god, it was done according to his will.]
?
What is this again
However, the dragon god did not resolve my doubts.
[If you wish to return Frostia to her seal, you may return her. I won’t blame you.]
Be very cool
So, let me ask you one last question that deserves an answer.
“Dragon God. Your name and Mr. Frostia’s name are similar. Is this a coincidence?”
[It’s sharp. That guy is about my direct descendant.]
“…”
A direct descendant?
[In terms of strength alone, he is qualified to become the next Dragon God and far surpasses even me, but his character is not perfect.]
I feel complicated emotions in many ways in lamentation.
[You said something stupid. I’ll just send it back because there might be interference from other deities.]
“All right.”
[Please, Seonja.]
And in the blink of an eye, I was back to my original world.
Whoa. I’m glad the problem was resolved right away.
Yongsinnim is a generous and tolerant person, so…
“D-Dret!”
“Dren!”
Ok?
“Ah, ah! Ooh, it moved!”
“Aww!”
“…!”
What.
When did Mayal and Ashita come?
Even Mayal was shaking me by the shoulder, and Clair’s complexion was as white as a sheet of paper.
What is this
The disgrace that had kept her mouth shut at that moment spoke.
[Well, in the space of the dragon, unlike the place called the divine realm I went to before, time passes more slowly than in the real world.]
…Ok?
[The time difference isn’t serious, but you were there for about 5 minutes, right? There must be a time difference of about six times.]
…
So you’ve been standing still for 30 minutes?
[It didn’t stay still, it probably looked like it was encroached on by something like a shadow. It may have been the dragon god’s own protection, but in the eyes of others… Hmm. Cumbersome to explain Solve it yourself.]
Cold guy
Let’s think about it.
So I stood still for half an hour, probably stained black.
…Anyone can see that he’s cursed by something?
I can understand why they are crying…
…Aren’t you going?
Did they like me this much?
Even in this situation, it’s pretty exciting.
“D-Dret. Are you okay? Are you okay?!”
“Uh, yes. It’s okay, Mayal.”
“Are you really okay?”
“Yeah, it’s really okay, Ashita.”
Clary Le said nothing in particular, but his pale complexion improved a little.
Come to think of it, it must have been Clary who called these two.
“If a little more time had passed, I was going to call the teachers… Even though we tried to move for about ten minutes, they didn’t budge…”
“Mi, I’m sorry.”
But ten minutes?
[Ah. It must have been three times, not six.]
A dog…!
Judging by the smirk in his voice, it was clear that he had fished it on purpose.
I’m happy anyway
Yeodere-nim’s liking for Clair, Asita, and Mayal has gone up a lot!!
[Then eat it.]
The words of disgrace were easily chewed.
I roughly reassured the wonderful girls who were worried about me and went around looking for Mullin together.
Unlike before, Mayal and Ashita. As a bonus, it’s so damn good that she sticks to Clair.
I am very satisfied with all the worried expressions.
The kids loved me so much!
Clary Le is doing this out of loyalty because of her memory of helping her the other day. May Yal is supposed to be worried about her as a friend… But can I have some expectations for Ashita?
For reference, my strange state is like a skill penalty, and I ended by saying firmly that this will not happen anymore.
The girls who go out with me are really angels.
In particular, May Yal was wearing a tracksuit from Fryu Nar Academy, and she is so exposed that even her collarbone is visible, so she is a fucking eye candy.
Of all the girls I’ve ever met, Mayal has the best body.
Nope, it sucks
She is a girl who seems to embody a man’s romance.
Seeing a kid like that dressed like this and sweating a little bit is really fucking…
“What are you looking at?”
Ashita said in a bright voice.
It was a bright voice, but why was it scary?
I turned my head and tried to make an excuse, but our eyes met, and we stiffened.
Reminds me of something from the past.
Their faces blushed and they couldn’t make eye contact.
“Uh, huh?”
May Yal looked at us with an expression of disbelief, and then she shook her head.
Then she said May Yal, who returned to her usual smile.
“Three places are already empty, Drett.”
“I know.”
Mayyal, who was at the combat department grounds, said the Mullin instructor said she wasn’t where she usually sleeps.
Except there.
After that, I went around a few places where Mullin could sleep or where I could hide and drink, but it was all in vain.
“Even the kids haven’t seen it… It’s strange. Instructor Mullin always enjoys resting while sleeping somewhere on days when he doesn’t have classes.”
To think that all students are fooling around at a level they know. Aren’t you worse than me, Mullin?
I lamented and said.
“If you wander around endlessly like this, there will be no end.”
At my words, Mayyal and Ashita blinked their eyes.
“Why use honorifics?”
“That’s right, Dren.”
“I have Mr. Clair.”
“…Are you saying I’m a hindrance?”
“No. I mean respect.”
“…”
Clarir shook her head coldly. How cute
Is it that the time has come when I live and live and think of him as cute?
“I feel bad.”
“…”
Fuck you.
There will never be such a time in the future.
I’m going to look for Mullin later, so should I start with Dragon God-sama’s request?
“I’m going to go see some personal business from now on, let’s break up here.”
“Don’t do that, let’s go together, Drett.”
“That’s right. There are no classes anyway, and if the skill penalty comes up again, I need someone to go to for help.”
“Well, I’m busy, but as the student council president, I want to keep an eye on Instructor Dre to see if he’s behaving strangely…”
Big. Angels.
Note that Clair is excluded.
“Come to think of it, I didn’t say I had to go because the head of the household called me. Claw… Oop! Oop!”
“You’re talking weird Mayal! Come on, Cookie. It’s Cookie!”
Clarir shoved cookies from unknown sources into Mayal’s mouth.
It’s like Iramachio.
[Crazy bastard.]
Fuck you.
What happened
Malacia will not appear in a ghostly state at this time.
If you can see malachia in these kids’ eyes, you can see it, and there won’t be any problem if you tell them.
So we headed to the place where Malachia’s soul is.
It was surprisingly close.
Exactly, the place where Frostia was hiding the other day.
Old teacher.
“This place still hasn’t been repaired.”
“We have been busy opening classes, and maintenance of essential class facilities is an urgent priority.
To my words, Clarir replied in a businesslike tone.
“Are you the one who decided the future schedule here?”
“It’s a collection of opinions from other students, not just me.”
Wow
I was just asking, but the title of student council president is not an empty cart.
Malachia’s soul was in the place where Frostia was hiding.
It’s not a coincidence.
According to the compressed verb, Malachia’s soul was very weak, but it had its own consciousness.
The reason why I am at the old school now is probably because I am comfortable in a place where the energy of the same people is strong.
When I think about it, I wonder why I didn’t go to see my fellow Frostia when she was at the old school building.
At that time.
Flash!
There was a warm light that seemed to have exploded in the hallway.
Mayal and Ashita were surprised.
“…This light. No way.”
Claire’s murmur.
But I think it would be faster to go directly than to hear the answer.
In one month, I ran to the place where the soul was, and there I found an unexpected person and a person I was desperately looking for.
“Gulp…”
One hand rests on her waist, while the other holds a huge bottle of wine, and she gulps down like a man.
Rumble
Contrary to his masculine behavior, his small mouth couldn’t hold all the liquid, so it flowed down his cheeks, and it looked very sexy when the alcohol wet his mouth and clothes.
“It’s big…”
Even admiration is manly.
Even the ending is like a perfect man, that woman.
She was that woman dressed in the clothes of a pure white priest who did not suit him.
Mullin Critz.
“…Ok?”
As she turned her head, her smooth golden hair slicked together.
In the distance, I could see the children following me behind me.
Mullin stares at me with open eyes.
Barely holding back that her gaze was drawn to her by an attitude that didn’t match her neat appearance, I looked beyond her.
[Quoo oh…]
A mixture of purple and black smoke billowed in front of Mullin, in the shape of a cross carved into the ground.
The crying Malachia looked very pitiful, so I reached out my hand involuntarily.
“You. What are you doing?”
Mullin didn’t answer my question.
I also ignored her and stretched out her hand towards her malakia.
In the next moment, the cross of the cross was broken, and Malachia was swirling around, turning into a small sphere and coming into my grasp.
[…Thank you again…]
The voice just went off.
According to the knowledge that the dragon god instilled in me, it must be because I am exhausted.
All of them stared at me in a strange phenomenon.
Even Mullin looked surprised with her eyes wide open.
But that’s for a while. She soon returned to her usual indolent and decadent mood.
“What the…”
Mullin tried to pass me as it was.
She asked, looking at her.
“What were you trying to do, Mullin?”
“Same as you used to.”
“What did I do? Did you know what it was?”
“What is it? Aren’t you trying to make a dragon become Buddha? Or not. Hiccup.”
“…”
That’s correct.
“Hickuk. Big… I like people. You.”
“Is that self-praise?”
Isn’t Mullin a good person who tried to do the same thing?
But Mullin’s reaction to her was unexpected.
“Ah?”
Raising her voice in displeasure, Mullin hiccupped, then smirked, then suddenly started talking in her own language.
“Don’t treat me the same as a nice bastard like you, I just… Um… Hiccup.”
Instead of talking, make an expression that thinks about something.
“No. You don’t have to tell me…Hiccup!”
“Didn’t you have a skill to get rid of drunkenness?”
When she looked at the list of unlearnable skills, she clearly had.
There is no blind spot for me, who felt the need and memorized all skills.
Furthermore, a cleric specializing in recovery should be able to easily drive out only drunkenness.
“Oh, what the fuck does that have to do with you?”
“…”
I took one bite.
What a fucking year…
“…Ah. Looking at it now, you. Rather than being kind… Um.”
“…”
“No. What do I care?”
He laughed and tried to leave again, so he quickly caught on.
“I have a favor to ask.”
“Fuck it.”
Mullins raised her middle finger and gulped down her drink.
Meyal, Asita, and Clarir, who had come before she knew it, were in front, but she was Mullin.
“Get out of the way, kids!”
“…”
Students who are accustomed to it and don’t panic at all and get out of the way.
But even in the midst of that, our Clarir said a word.
“Instructor Mullin. You’re going to have class tomorrow, right?”
Mullin also frowned at Claire, as if it was hard to ignore, and she answered properly.
“Oh I’m going! I’m going! Hiccup!”
“I understand. Excuse me.”
And Mullin didn’t even look back and she walked away.
I have to hold on, but somehow her body didn’t move.
It wasn’t until her presence had completely moved away that Clarir opened her mouth.
“Instructor Dre.”
“Yes?”
“Looks like Instructor Mullin is completely drunk today. I’m not going to talk about it properly.”
“I guess so.”
“However. Tomorrow he has only two classes a week, so aim for that time.”
“Oh.”
That’s good information.
“Let’s meet tomorrow at 9 am in front of the combat department.”
“Yes, I see… Yes?”
Not the religious department, but the combat department?
“Originally, you are a religion instructor, but instructor Mullin mainly teaches how to use a mace or mace rather than liberal arts like faith.”
“…”
Is that woman a nun…?
What good
We have plenty of time before we go to Mr. Blan’s house. Let’s visit tomorrow morning.
By the way, Mullin. She has that kind attitude, but I know she’s very popular.
It looks like there will be a lot of students in her class tomorrow, but I’m nervous.
***
And the next day.
Approximately, around 10 am.
Kwakkaang!
“Cheuk.”
I stagger with a strange hitting sound.
The opponent who had beaten me with a fucking hammer was out of breath, and I raised my fist with a smile.
“Huh!”
Fuck!
“Kkeuk…!”
I won’t let you have children again! I hit the boat with the idea.
I don’t know if it went the way I intended, but the other person looked like he was about to vomit…
Kwakkaang!
Hit my head
You are tough. But I’m tough too, you fucking bitch.
“Huh!”
Wow!
I also slapped the opponent’s stomach, Mullin’s, again.
“…No. Why like this?”
Clarir’s hollow voice came from afar.
Really, how did it come to this?
