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Descendants of Pluto
083 ? Pluto’s Descendants #10
My mind was filled with confusion.
I should have been self-isolating properly. I went out for no reason and got involved in something terrible.
Clank, clank, clank.
It was obvious to anyone that the man in black armor walking next to me was a cultist. He mistook me for one of his colleagues.
What on earth is the reason?
The first reason that comes to mind is that among my male colleagues there is a Samaritan who resembles me. Isn’t there someone who resembles me quite a bit?
Or maybe, just like the nymph Paranoy of the dungeon had mistaken, it was a misunderstanding, perhaps because of the ominous magic my necklace contained.
Subal, I wore it around because it was an expensive and unique necklace, but as expected, a person should wear things that are appropriate for their status. This necklace really made me feel like I was going to die! I should have known when everyone else said it was bad luck!
“Um, I have to go because I have something important to do….”
A giant in black armor makes a loud, rattling sound at my words. Soon, a firm opinion comes out of his mouth like a cleaver cutting a radish in two.
“Nothing is more important than our work.”
“That’s because I’m just a petit bourgeois… .”
“Are you planning on coming all the way here and getting away with it? If so-”
Gooooooo-.
A strange pressure-like thing emanated from the man’s body. Although the man stopped talking midway, it was obvious what he was trying to say.
My torso will be split in two by that huge, flat plate of iron.
Oh my god, this guy has been listening to me like this for a while now, so I can’t bring myself to go back to where Luna is.
“No, I left something behind-.”
“There is no time.”
No matter how many excuses I make, it feels like I’m bouncing off a wall.
But if I try to run away, it feels like that giant sword will fly at my back.
No, do you really believe that I am your colleague? Paranoy and the cultists have a feeling that there is a screw loose in their heads.
So I was grabbed by this strange giant and had no choice but to head somewhere. That place was the most remote and remote place in the western slums of Sodomora.
It was a garbage dump with all sorts of rats and vagrants sprawled on the floor.
Everywhere, the groans of sick patients fill the air, and the shrill screams of women, along with the sound of something breaking and shattering, are the only sounds.
“Comrade, what do you see?”
At that time, the man who usually kept his mouth shut unless I spoke spoke to me first.
“Rat, rat.”
“I see. I can hear the sounds of rats. I can hear the groans of pain everywhere. The smell of death fills the air. We’re almost there.”
I became tense as I heard that they were almost there. Soon the man turned the corner where there was a dilapidated shack and knocked on the door of a stranger’s house.
It was an ordinary slum home. There were holes in the walls here and there, a broken roof, and trash strewn everywhere.
Is this the place where the socialites gather?
“Who are you?”
The door opens with a bang, and a face pokes out from inside. It looks like it’s quite tired, but its face is covered in scars and its eyes are sharp, just like a thief’s.
“There’s no need to raid our house. It looks like they’re going to catch a dragon, just rolling up the iron plates. And what’s with that jar?”
“I’m going in.”
“Wh, what, what? Who the hell is doing this!?”
The bewildered landlord, but it seemed unlikely that he could stop the man in black armor.
Crunch, crunch.
The cultists simply storm into the house like a tank taking over a position, then immediately crouch down on the floor and start clapping their hands here and there.
Knock, knock. Knock-. Knock.
“What the hell are you doing!?”
The landlord asked angrily. Of course, I also wanted to hear what the hell Shiva was doing. However, the cultist said nothing and just kept pounding the floor.
Knock. Knock. Boom-.
At that moment, a strange sound was heard from the floor that was falling apart.
“Is this it?”
Soon the cultist clenched his iron fist and slammed it into the floor.
A large hole suddenly appeared in the old floor, as if it would collapse at any moment. Beneath it, a strange staircase was visible.
“What the heck? Why is this in my house!? Who are you guys!”
I was greatly surprised when the landlord pulled out a dagger from his waistband in anger. I thought I would get stabbed if I continued like this.
But the socialite didn’t even pay attention to the man and just spoke to me.
“Going down.”
* * *
When I was very young, I dived quite deep into the ocean to dig up crabs, clams, and seaweed that lived on the bottom of the ocean and extract their juice.
Anyway, the feeling of sinking deep into the ocean was quite burdensome for me as a child. The pressure of the water seemed to be pressing down on my entire body, and my ears even felt dull from the feeling of my arms and legs not being free.
It was a feeling I had forgotten for a very long time, but I was feeling it now.
“after….”
“You seem unfamiliar with the barrier. You’ll feel better soon.”
I followed the man down the stairs and walked through a strange hallway. A hallway surrounded on all sides by cold bricks, the only source of light being the occasional candle hanging on the wall.
It was a space that seemed like it would be a perfect fit to be called an ancient corridor. But the strange thing was that the process of walking down this corridor itself was extremely difficult.
A feeling of being suffocated and not free, like walking in the deep ocean.
Listening to the man, it seems like it’s because of the barrier.
Shit, a barrier. Is there such a thing in the world?
I feel like I’m going further and further to a place I shouldn’t be. I don’t know how I’m going to survive here. I miss Luna.
Aren’t you worried because I didn’t come back? If you go out looking for me, Luna won’t get involved in anything.
I’m really, really worried.
After walking for a while like that, a small door-like thing appeared at the end of the long hallway.
A thick iron gate with a daffodil flower engraved in relief.
The reason I knew that flower was a daffodil was because I had seen it many times when I entered Pluto’s underground labyrinth following Elfriede.
The iron gate engraved with flowers looks exactly like the entrance to a dungeon. It could even be the entrance to a real dungeon.
Whatever it was, one thing was certain: if I went in there, I was on a path from which there was no turning back.
Crunch, crunch.
But the man didn’t even pay attention to me and pushed the firmly closed iron door hard.
Woooooo-.
The door swung open with a really heavy sound. What was visible beyond was surprisingly simple and shabby.
It was a small room with only one round table and five or six chairs, and candles burning here and there.
But the guys sitting in those chairs looked pretty unusual.
There are three people sitting in this strange sealed room.
Their identities were unknown as they were all wearing strange masks, helmets, and robes pulled down deep, but based on the circumstances, it was possible to determine that they were a group of psycho cultists on par with the armored man.
“Schizo-, it’s pretty late. If it had been a little later, we could have started first.”
The first person to speak to us was a man in black robes sitting neatly at the table. His voice was quite young and soft and beautiful. His speech was also modest.
His face is hidden by the deep robe, but judging by his voice, he must be quite handsome. What a piece of shit, you unlucky bastard.
He’s holding a long stick in his hand, which would not seem strange for a wizard to be holding. Could he be a wizard or something? He’s a cult wizard, so he’s definitely not a normal kid.
Then the woman next to him speaks.
“Because Schizo doesn’t have eyes. He must have wandered around here and there and was late. Just the day before yesterday, he got the location wrong and was late. That’s why the attack on the temple failed. Idiot, idiot. Idiot. A piece of shit.”
Coming out from beneath the strange mask that resembled the face of a jangseung or totem was a rather shrill and high-pitched voice.
Looking at him with both legs propped up on the table and in a slouched posture, I think he might be quite a slacker.
But, how can you pose like that while wearing clothes that are so thin that they only cover the important parts of your lower body?
There was a thin, translucent veil-like thing hanging around her waist, but it seemed like it could still be seen if you looked closely.
As I was gazing at those slender, toned legs, the robed man spoke again.
“By the way, who is that next to you? I’m seeing that face for the first time. What if you bring someone in here without permission?”
Even though there was a dark shadow under the robe, I could tell that I was the target of hostility.
There were some normal kids who didn’t think of me as a colleague. Of course, that’s normal, but at this point, it’s rather embarrassing.
Shit, I’m really going to fall behind like this.
The man in black armor called Schizor creaked and sat down on the chair. He then spoke lightly.
“They are our comrades.”
“Comrade, but no matter how I look at it, it’s the first time I’ve seen your face. Are you okay? On such an important day as today…?”
Kwuk.
I could see the strength in the man’s hand holding the stick.
A large amber-colored jewel attached to the end of a stick that is about 1.5 meters long begins to glow with an eerie light.
Shit, am I going to get attacked like this? I’m done for!
“Anxious, you’re so anxious, you idiot. Are you saying that my magic barrier was flawed? Do you think anyone can just barge in here?”
“To be honest, yes. Unlike my ivory tower-trained magic, Somnia, isn’t your voodoo a bit too superstitious?
“Are you ignoring Ideophee’s daughter now, you little brat? Do you want to be cursed?”
I don’t know what it is, but the atmosphere is starting to get tense. The cultists are causing internal strife. Could this be my chance?
It was a time when I was working myself to the point of overwork, thinking about how to overcome this situation.
“Quiet-.”
The last person sitting in the corner, who didn’t seem to be paying much attention to me, spoke. That alone broke the already noisy atmosphere.
I was able to realize it right away.
That guy is the leader of this group.
Even though his appearance was not visible due to the darkest shadows in the corner, the pressure, spirit, and atmosphere he exuded were considerable. Is this the mana or something?
Anyway, the man who had made the room quiet for a moment shut his mouth tightly again. An awkward silence flowed like that for a while.
After a few coughs, the masked woman who had said she was Ideophee’s daughter spoke again.
“Ahem, anyway, my spell is perfect. Those kids who don’t have Pluto’s blessing will faint just by entering the hallway. Just the fact that they survived that hallway means they’re on our side.”
“It’s not very pretty, but I can definitely feel Pluto’s magic. Well, it would be quicker to ask him directly. Who are you?”
A black-robed wizard, probably named Anxious, turned to me and asked me a question. For a moment, my legs almost trembled.
“I, I… am a spy who infiltrated the city.”
I racked my brain, guessing from the information I had heard from the conversation with the nymph cultist Paranoy. It was said that there was a spy hiding in the city that even the cultists did not know about.
For now, we have no choice but to postpone it.
I felt like I had to throw a tantrum since I had no choice but to lose anyway.
“Ah, indeed. If that’s the case, then it makes sense that we didn’t know his face. Captain, you said you knew the spy’s identity. Is this him?”
The black wizard Anxious spoke again to the man in the corner. Shiva, there was someone who knew the face of the spy. Of course, I had thought there would be one or two.
Is it completely over now?
At that point, I was almost giving up on life.
“… .”
There was no sound from the man sitting in the corner.
“… .”
I started to get nervous, wondering if the death sentence would come out of his mouth. My heart was really pounding so hard that I thought I would get caught.
“The captain has not said anything.”
“You’re just acting like an idiot and doing nothing. Anyway, you’re welcome. But what the hell is that stupid jar?”
The masked woman, presumably a witch doctor named Somnia, rose from her seat and circled me, tilting her head this way and that.
“Oh my god! This is a stamina booster! Oh my god! You brought all these precious things!”
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