Episode 84
Descendants of Pluto
084 ? Pluto’s Descendants #11
“This is seriously so damn hard to get!”
Somnia, who shouted brightly like a boy who had discovered something great, snatched the jar from my hands and placed it on the round table.
I tried to use my strength to keep the jar that was Luna’s from being taken away, but the strength coming from my slender body was beyond my imagination, so I could do nothing but stand there dumbfounded like a squirrel whose food had been stolen.
“Ugh, shit, this is fucking tasteless.”
Somnia scooped up the potion that wasn’t even hers into a small wooden cup, then exposed her mask and drank it down in gulps.
“But my body is filled with energy! Is it really effective? It must be really hard to make it have this much of an immediate effect…!”
“Somnia, what is this?”
“A potion that temporarily increases stamina! Oh my god, I never thought I’d see this in a place like this, what luck! Even I can’t make this. This is really killing me!”
“It really does smell like death. Does this even work?”
“Of course. It tastes like shit, but once you get a taste of its effects, you can’t live without it. I haven’t been able to sleep at all lately, and I feel like I’m going to die. Ah, I’ll live a little.”
Swish.
The masked woman even reached out her hand to me.
“I am Somnia, daughter of Ideophe. I am a Silver Tier sorcerer. Nice to meet you, savage.”
Are you asking for a handshake?
I thought it was a good sign that they were showing me some favor, so I decided to accept it. I’ll wait for my chance, then quickly escape and report where these bastards are hiding.
Then, Subal, I will become Hassan, who has contributed the most to turning a crisis into an opportunity and destroying the cultists!
An illegal alien who caught a spy. This is definitely news.
Wouldn’t that be a huge reward, honestly? A house with a yard? A bundle of gold coins? Shit, I don’t know.
“I am from Samaria… Oldolgol.”
“Oldolgol? What a fucking name.”
Even I thought it was a shitty name. I had a feeling that if I said my name here, someone would get hurt later.
So I was thinking of a good name, and for some reason, the only name that came to mind that was suitable for a savage was Oldolgol. Shit, I’m sorry, Oldolgol.
“Well, it’s not like the Samaritans are shitty for a day or two. Anyway, you brought us such a precious gift. You’re a good guy.”
Sigh.
I grabbed the hand of the doctor who was stretched out like that. Then, along with a “Diring” sound, letters appeared.
『Lee Somnia Lv. ??
Status: Insomnia》 Hesitance addiction》 ???》 ???》』
Judging by the number of question marks, it seems like he’s at least twice as strong as me. Of all the people I’ve seen so far, the only ones with question marks were the strong ones.
It’s a similar concept to saying that because my level is low, I can’t see the information of those with higher levels in detail.
“More than that, you. You have a strange wound.”
However, the sorcerer Somnia seemed to be interested in the sleeve of the rolled-up leather shirt. Was there a wound there where Luna had bitten him, still engraved with fangs?
Swish.
After pulling the mask up to the nose, he puts it against the teeth marks and sniffs. What the heck. Do people from Ideophe not feel awkward about sniffing other people’s scents?
“… It’s a little weak, but it’s definitely the magic of night and darkness. What the heck, you? Are you wearing the stigmata!? You’re a real stud, you!”
But it was the doctor Somnia who shouted as if it was something great while looking at the teeth marks.
What is a stigmata?
“Is that true? Aren’t Nox and Erebor the protogens that are the source of Hell’s magic!?”
“Stop showing off and speak in simple terms, you brat!”
“If I may explain it in a way that Ms. Somnia can easily understand, it means that you are an ally of the great Pluto. And that also means that you are an ally of us.”
Even the black magician Anxious, who had initially been wary of me and openly hostile towards me, raised his voice as if it were some great event.
“Did you say Mr. Oldolgol? I’m sorry for doubting you.”
It was quite amusing and delightful to see him smiling, revealing his neat teeth under the hood of his robe.
Of course, for me, I just wondered if it was worth making such a fuss over a wound from being bitten by Luna. Are cultists really just fools?
Well, if not, then I wouldn’t have been influenced by such an evil religion.
I was really scared of their spirit and aura, but now I’m starting to feel a little more confident. Now all I have to do is trick them and escape, right?
“I….”
When I was about to open my mouth like that.
“Schizo! You brought a really good guy, despite not even having eyes! If we have this guy, we can fill Paranoy’s empty spot!”
The sorcerer Somnia, who shouted with great tension, brought something like a large bowl from the corner.
It is about the size of a rubber bucket used for making kimchi, and on the bottom inside, there is a strange hexagon drawn in what looks like black ink.
Somnia said, placing it on the round table.
“Draw this kid’s blood!”
“Yes, yes!?”
Blood draw. Sval, I pictured myself being slaughtered with my throat cut. Shiva, didn’t you recognize me as an ally?
“You’re taking my blood?”
“To use the magic fog, you need a lot of magic power mixed with blood and dark power. Even though Paranoy may be a fool, he has the most magic power among us.”
Sreung-.
Somnia soon pulls out a short dagger from her waist.
The blade is short and the handle is long, making it seem like it was made for ceremonial or religious purposes rather than killing.
Of course, if you get stabbed by that, it will hurt a lot and you will bleed. If you get stabbed in a dangerous place, you could die.
Sval, are you trying to stab me with a knife?
When you’re so nervous.
Choaak-.
Somnia cut her own palm with the sharp blade, causing blood to drip down.
Soon the blood dripping from her palm falls into the basin, emitting a strange soot or what could be called smoke.
Chiiik-.
“Look, it summons fog in response to the karma and magic contained in the blood.”
Somnia’s blood boiled and continued to create a gentle fog, which looked just like a dry ice device installed on stage.
“Anxious, it’s your turn.”
“My blood is precious, you know.”
“Shut up, you idiot. We’re too late. We need to block the fog, raid, take what we need, and destroy what we need.”
“Yes, that’s right. Right.”
The black wizard Anxious took the dagger from Somnia. He quickly drew it against his palm, and red blood flowed out, dripping into the basin.
Chiik-.
Just like Somnia’s time, the drops of blood that touched the magic circle drawn on the basin gave off white soot like oil splashed on a hot pen and sprayed fog into the surrounding area.
Thanks to this, the enclosed space is now covered in a murky, unpleasant fog up to the knees.
“You’re doing quite well, Anxious. Did your magic power increase?”
“I don’t rely on superstition or luck like some people do. Still, it would be difficult to perform enough magic to fill an entire city. It seems like it would have to be Paranoy.”
“Let’s believe in the power of the stigmata!”
The dagger that cut through the palms of the sorcerer and the wizard has now returned to me. I take it by surprise and, holding it, ask in bewilderment.
“Is this my car already? This person here hasn’t even bled yet.”
“Skijo has no magic power at all. He’s good at fighting, but he sucks at this kind of thing. Anyway, cheer up.”
“Th, that’s the bathroom… .”
“What are you sitting here without! What the heck, are you scared of cutting your palm!? Are you so distracted by your size that you’re scared like an idiot? Get over here!”
Somnia suddenly got angry and snatched the dagger from my hand. She then swung it around and cut the palm of my left hand.
“Ugh!”
The excruciating pain of the sharp blade cutting through my flesh continued, and a considerable amount of blood began to spurt out of my hand and drip down here and there.
Cheeeeeeek-.
A few drops of my blood fell into the basin and created white soot.
“Oh, that works! That’s great karma!”
Somnia screamed with joy, but I couldn’t think of anything other than holding my sore palm to stop the bleeding.
It’s natural for people to be embarrassed when they see their own blood.
Swish-.
“… Somnia. But isn’t there too much fog?”
“Fuck, I just thought that too! F-F …
Clump, clump.
In the vast plain, endless fog was spewing out as if a fire had broken out. There was so much fog that it was impossible to see even an inch in front of you.
It was scary how quickly all the space was filled up, as if water was pouring out of a dam with the floodgates opened. I usually exaggerate a lot, but this was not an exaggeration at all.
“There’s too much! I, I’m going to get caught if this keeps up! Anxious, do something about it!”
“Isn’t witchcraft my specialty?”
I don’t know what it is, but the voices of the cultists, panicking and making a fuss, could be heard cutting through the fog. Could this be the opportunity? Shit, let’s run away!
So I started to fiddle around with my arms to find the door.
Woohoo-.
As I pull it open with all my might, an uncontrollable amount of smoke and fog begins to pour out.
But I didn’t have time to worry about that, so I ran really fast and managed to escape the socialites’ meeting place by running down the hallway and up the stairs.
Shit, freedom! You stupid cult bastards!
* * *
The whole city was covered in fog, and I couldn’t see even an inch ahead.
Still, I was able to find Luna’s house.
It was because I was able to somewhat cut through the smoky fog with the glowing palms I had acquired recently.
I ran as hard as if my butt was on fire because the sound of the armor was chasing me.
“Luna, open the door!”
I knock on the door of the wooden house and shout, and the door flies open. Inside, Luna greets me with a furrowed brow.
“Hassan! Where have you been and why are you back now in this thick fog! I was worried!”
Sniff sniff-.
And Luna smells me.
“I don’t think I did anything useless…. How did you hurt your left hand!? It’s bleeding!”
“That’s not important, now! The cultists have shown up!”
“A, a social group!? Then I should report it quickly!”
“But the guards and everything are all closed! It’s so foggy I can’t even see! What should I do!?”
“I don’t know either!”
Luna and I were out of our minds and didn’t know what to do. The real Luna and I were a ragtag bunch. Damn, the real me was a nameless ragtag bunch that wasn’t even a ragtag group!!
“Is there any way to bring something up?”
It would be nice if there were cell phones in this world. Damn, this world is really fucked up without cell phones. How can I call Hippolyte or the other adventurers? Or at least call the guards.
So I was seriously considering whether I should burn down Luna’s tree house and light a signal fire.
“I, I can summon people if I use my magic to send out spirit energy!”
“Is that true? Then do it quickly! Call someone strong!”
“But you have to have a part of that person’s body. Like hair, or fingernails… .”
For a moment I thought of Hippolyta, the closest person I could call.
I wonder if there’s a single hair or pubic hair on my body? I rubbed her so vigorously that there might be a curled pubic hair on my leg.
So I really fucking scrubbed my shins and all I found was my leg hair. Damn, I must have washed too hard back then!
“Hey, why are you looking there!”
At that moment, Luna hit the back of my head with her palm as I bent down to look at my calves.
Bam!
“That’s it!”
But it hurt more than I thought, so a scream escaped my mouth. Did you notice that I was looking for Hippolyte’s fur? There really is no such thing as a ghost.
“Then what should we do?”
So, I was just stomping my feet for a while, and soon my eyes started to fill with someone’s ‘hair’. Yeah, shit, that’s what it was.
Me holding it and lifting it high.
“This is it!”
“Ha, why the Hassan deer carpet…?”
“Hair! Sval, this is hair! Can’t this work too!?”
It was similar to the husk of a gold tier adventurer called Actaeon or something who had once saved me from being turned into a deer.
To be honest, I felt a little sorry for giving her my own furry skin as compensation.
“Let’s quickly summon a gold tier adventurer!”
Now, the thought of using it as a treasure to call upon a strong ally gave me hope.
Crunch-.
Then, a huge lump of metal stops in front of the cabin.
“Even if the fog is thick. It’s a story that has nothing to do with me, who is always shrouded in darkness. Come out. I know everything that’s here.”
“This is so bitter-.”
I pulled out two swords from my waist. Now I really have to fight.
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