Chapter 17

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Chapter 17

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“Besides, all of your thesis materials should be taken from the Aslan ruins. You can’t write a thesis on that topic anymore? You don’t have any data, so how will you use the same topic? The second and third chapters are also related to that topic, so how would you do it properly if it’s not right from the first? You won’t be able to graduate. It’ll be a complete waste of time. Then you will end up falling behind Lord Airak.”

Then what did the professor want her to do? Dissatisfaction swelled deep in Andra’s heart. She was already set on changing her thesis topic, but now she couldn’t. After all, wouldn’t she be unable to write a thesis on that topic at this rate?

What should she do? When the complaints that she couldn’t put out of her mouth piled up one by one, Professor Velott came up with an unexpected solution.

“Enter the dungeon. Go into the dungeon and use the materials you can get there to write your graduation thesis.”

“…Huh?”

“This dungeon has ancient origins, so several archaeologists have entered, so you are not the first to discover it. To be precise, it was a straggler who got caught up in the creation of the dungeon. Anyway, haven’t you already entered the dungeon once? This is a great opportunity, Andra. And it’s an opportunity for our academy. Should you just miss out on that great opportunity?”

Professor Velott began to explain why Andra had to enter the dungeon with a passionate attitude.

“Look at this floor. Aren’t they all stagnant? I’ve already made as much as I want, so I don’t have any more material to use. I am only digging the ground day and night. To be honest, all of the papers and research that I publish every year are the same. You do the same thing you did in the past, just change the title, don’t you? What we need is new material. And the ancient dungeon came out just in time. This is your chance, right?”

“But, Professor… How do I make a dungeon the topic of my…”

“That’s why I, myself, stepped in for my disciple, didn’t I? You and Lord Airak are going to enter the dungeon team, but I and some professors and undergraduates will also go to the Aslan Ruins. Andra, you just need to join my research team. So, what will be your graduation thesis? This will stamp your name in the academe.”

Andra’s eyes began to swell at the words of her name in the academe. She was just graduating, but can she get her name up in the academic world? Besides, it’s a graduation thesis written under the supervision of a professor. Even with her eyes closed, it was an instant pass. But there was one thing that struck her the most.

Dustin Airak.

‘Why is it Dustin Airak? What’s happening on my wrist is making things complicated already!’

When Andra showed a hint of hesitation, Professor Velott couldn’t stand it and slammed the desk.

“Wake up! What are you thinking and worrying about? Of course you should go! Others are arguing that they should go now, but why are you the only one worrying? Aren’t you partnered with Lord Airak anyway? Just think of your partnering time being extended. Didn’t you both have a good trip to Aslan Ruins?”

“Did you forget that the two of us were left behind in the dungeon?”

Most of all, she was also afflicted with a strange and bizarre magic! Andra managed to resist the desire to get up from her seat and shout. How would she say it? After falling out of the dungeon, she got into here and had sex with Dustin, and they continued to sleep with each other.

In the aftermath, she had sex right where the professor was sitting now…

‘I won’t tell you even if I die. This is a secret I must carry with me to the grave.’

Andra took a deep breath as she hurriedly cleared her face, which was about to blush. However, Professor Velott, unaware of the circumstances, let out a sigh and looked at Andra with a look of great disappointment.

“Andra, I am so sorry. Even if you don’t get along well with the Lord, I thought you were a smart student who distinguishes between public and private life. Delay your graduation. No matter how you look at it, it looks like you don’t want to graduate on time.”

“No, Professor!”

Andra, startled by the prospect of delaying her graduation, looked sadly at Professor Velott. Graduation! Then Professor Velottt shouted loudly, saying that it is now decided.

“If you want to graduate, go into the dungeon!”

The results were obvious.

“I’ll go! The dungeon!”

It was Professor Velott’s victory. Andra wept and signed a contract offered by Professor Velott with a saddened heart.

As soon as she left the professor’s room with her breath sucked in, Andra ran into Dustin, who was waiting in front. Thanks to this, her blood pressure started to rise again. But the place was a bit unsuitable for raising her voice, so Andra dragged Dustin into a deserted corner.

After confirming that no one was around, Andra raised her voice and began to ask questions.

“Are you crazy? You don’t have anything in your head, but you should have at least given me a heads up on an important matter like this! Because of you, I was forced to join the dungeon team and enter the dungeon!”

Even if he had only hinted at it, she wouldn’t have made a decision hastily like this. Even if she entered the dungeon, she would have reached an agreement with the professor on more favorable terms. It was also a moment that might have been an opportunity.

As a member of Professor Velott’s research team, it’s enough of an opportunity to get her name out there, but now it was to the point that she’d be known in the academe.

But Dustin made a face that didn’t quite understand. Rather, he clasped her arms and looked down at Andra as if sarcastically.

“Why is that because of me? I didn’t force you.”

“What? This team was formed because you allowed me to go in first. If you didn’t come in, I could have endured it!”

“Then why should I do that? Anyone who sees it will know that I have left you.”

“This ignorant bastard with a useless hole as his mouth…”

When her words didn’t work, Andra grabbed the back of her neck in frustration. That’s why she didn’t like Dustin Airak. Because they never talked to each other. She couldn’t understand, being born intelligent, Andra thought that the head he wore as a decoration was the most wasteful.

“Then how are you going to do about this?”

Andra asked Dustin, touching the pattern on her wrist. The patterns on their wrists still did not disappear and were shining brightly.

“If you go into the dungeon, there will come a moment where you will probably use your strength somehow, but what are you going to do behind the scenes? Are you really not thinking about anything?”

At first glance, it doesn’t seem like he has a plan. Dustin’s lips hardened into a thin line as Andra crossed her arms and raised her chin. He narrowed their distance in one breath and shoved Andra towards the wall.

“I’ve been meaning to ask you something since a while ago.”

There was an absurd look on his face as he frowned.

“Will you really find a way to solve this without even entering the dungeon?”

Or is it because you like being stuck in me? In the following words, Andra almost got caught off guard.

“Actually, the face that cried because it was good underneath me…”

Andra reached out her hand and covered Dustin’s mouth. She was scared if anyone would hear it? How many times must he say things so flippantly like this that he could say vulgar words just like that? She was ashamed of herself to hear everything, and her face was burning.

Dustin was frustrated, and continued, taking Andra’s hand roughly.

“Who will listen?”

“I’m afraid someone will hear it! What’s wrong with your head? How can you say such frivolous words so casually out here?”

Her hatred for Airak was about to deepen. How can he say that he is a duke’s heir when his head isn’t even working as properly as that of a capital baron’s? At the same time, she also began to suspect the culture of the northerners.

“Why do you say I don’t have anything in my head? It’s just that Lady Avellin is doing what she wants. Wasn’t that what you wanted?”

“I wanted it? You have to speak it correctly. Why is it my fault that the level of education of Lord Airak is so low?”

Dustin snorted as his eyes widened in embarrassment.

“Okay, why do you think I’m doing this with you? Do I look like I’m doing this because I like you? We have to solve this. Then you should go to that dungeon.”

Dustin tapped his wrist and pointed.

“That’s why I said I’d go in with you. Because I need you in many ways.”

“Then it would have been nice if you could tell me. Is it fun to fool people?”

“It’s a habit of a brainless person to make a fool out of someone.”

There was a brief eye fight and lasted a while. The two turned their heads at the same time as if they had made a promise.

“Just try to do some nonsense in the dungeon, and then I’ll really kill you.”

“Can you kill me? As long as this mouth is alive.”

Andra didn’t look back at Dustin. She was fed up with him and tried to get out of the spot in a hurry. Then Dustin called Andra in a low-pitched voice.

“Andra Avellin. Like it or not, we’re already on the same boat. Keep that in mind.”

She knew no matter how much they hate each other, they can no longer avoid each other. It would continue until the magic that only made each other in heat was dispelled.

Andra swallowed a sigh inside her.

She’s in trouble.

Too much time had passed. It wasn’t the world he knew. The gods had disappeared, and the traces of their existence were minimal. Humans no longer worshipped gods. They regarded God as a product of a distant past. What the hell happened? His head hurts like it’s going to break. Nothing comes to mind

‘He’ was confused.

Where can I go to find my god?

‘He’ frantically wandered after ‘her’ and her traces. However, as time passed, his hopes were crumbling into dust. There were no traces of ‘her’ in this world that could not be explained other than the word extinction. ‘She’ is no longer in this world.

No, this can’t be.

My god. Where the hell are you.

The wandering ‘he’ came to a halt. A large stone statue stood tall in front of him. It was the only trace of ‘her’ that he had just found. However, the face of the stone statue was cut like a cliff, and it was blurry because it had endured a long time. Only the shape barely survived, all that was known was that it was a face.

‘He’ burst into tears as soon as he saw the statue. An excruciating sense of loneliness enveloped him.

“Ah…”

My god.

I want to see you so much.

Have you really abandoned me?

As he had been running non-stop all the way here, the tears burst and hot tears were dripping down his limp feet. It was hot and painful. However, because the heart which was no longer beating was even more painful, ‘he’ stood there for a while and wept endlessly.

‘He’ was abandoned by ‘her’.

In the end, ‘she’ gave up waiting for ‘him’.

Thus, when ‘he’ sank into the endless despair, ‘he’ found a clear trace of an unwelcome god in the deep darkness.