Chapter 8

Chapter 8

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[Translator Kie]

[Proofreader Demon God]

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This is Renees secret place. Now, it has become a place known only to you and me, Mr Devourer.

If Patrick is added to the list, wont it become a well-known place for everyone?

As they entered the secret place, facing the imminent danger of it turning into a public space, Devourer discreetly coughed.

When Renee pushed a magic lamp placed at the end of the red path aside, the secret place appeared. Thinking about Renee, who had worked hard to scrape the walls to create such secret places, Devourer couldnt help but chuckle. It occurred to him that there might be more than one or two of these spaces, and the thought sent a shiver down his spine.

Laughing and crying, with no sign of obsessive-compulsive disorder. Renees dynamic reactions made Devourer turn his head. Devourer, who had quickly straightened up, raised an eyebrow as if nothing had happened.

Even though Renee called it a secret place, it was a well-organized space rather than having a hastily put together feel. Natural light seeped in through cracks in the ceiling, giving the impression that it was naturally formed. The thickness of the opening seemed substantial, judging by the narrow angle of the light. Devourer, who was casually staring at the single beam of light illuminating the dark dungeon, threw a comment.

Dont you think this place needs some maintenance?

Its still romantic, isnt it?

Romantic? You have that kind of sensibility too.

I cant agree with the opinion that its romantic. Devourer shouted silently. Not only does he not like bright things, but above all, particles revealed in that light, theyre all dust. He already felt the urge to scratch his nose. He glanced at Renee with concern, wondering if its okay for her to live inhaling this kind of dust regularly, although its fine for him when hes in his polymorph form to deal with dust storms or sandstorms without any concern. But is it okay for Renee?

Ah, shes a homunculus, so maybe its fine.

Mr Devourer, would you like a cup of tea?

Im fine.

Renee also nodded lightly, perhaps asking out of courtesy. Devourer thought that she handled her duties skillfully. Looking at Renee holding a teapot and cups, Devourer felt that she was a maid indeed, despite the seemingly casual atmosphere.

The sound of pouring tea echoed particularly loudly.

Why is Renee acting like this?

What should I say to break the silence?

Lately, there have been frequent invasions by humans, Mr Devourer.

As if she noticed Devourers concern, Renee cautiously spoke up.

Yes, I regret it. I should have just turned around. Why didnt I go to sleep without worrying about this? Regrets flooded in like a tidal wave.

There were monsters guarding rooms 1 through 5, right?

Yes?

We probably need to supplement them with stronger ones, dont we?

It seems necessary, Mr Devourer.

For now, lets throw a topic out there. In response to the sudden question, Renee, who showed signs of being taken aback, answered briefly.

And silence fell once again.

I shouldve turned around. I shouldnt have worried about things like this and gone to sleep. Regret filled him like a tide.

Anyway, its better than before. It was much more serious back then.

Indeed, 80 years ago, it was quite severe.

No, I was talking about the great battle that happened 300 years ago.

Is this a generation gap? For some reason, an unexplained sense of defeat and despair made Devourer utter a surprised Huh?.

That, thats right. At that time.

He nodded quickly. After all, discussing the history of an era before Renee was born wouldnt be polite.

There was no need to go back 300 years, as Renee pointed out. Just 80 years ago, there were frequent clashes, far more intense than the current situation. The reasons for the fights were somewhat hazy in memory, but they were trivial, to say the least.

A frenzy to conquer dungeons between humans on both sides swept through, and within a week, over a thousand dungeons were captured. The number of humans who perished during that time was close to a hundred thousand. The leader of the humans at that time had a strong personality, and I remember using the term punishment instead of subjugation even in speeches.

Come to think of it, there was a Dungeon that couldnt withstand the onslaught at that time. Incidentally, the number of people who tried to invade the Primordial Core to defeat Devourer also exceeded thousands.

Youve also endured a lot.

Renee acquired her fame, and her status rose from that time.

Renee just wanted to show a splendid appearance in front of Mr Devourer.

Come to think of it, why was Renee so diligent?

I stayed up for several days and nights. It would have been better if I had taken the lead.

Renees response came faster than expected. The word after all made Devourer blink. Following that, he heard, I also expected you to say that, Mr Devourer. Then she laughed. It was a smile filled more with bitterness than joy.

Renee

Within the calm voice, there emerged concealed and tangled emotions.

I knew it was an unreasonable request. Somehow, it felt like it would turn out like this. Still, it was too heavy to carry in my heart for a lifetime. I wanted to somehow let it out. But if I confessed and got rejected, if you turned your back on me, if I got abandoned thats too terrifying. Being abandoned is now unbearable. But still, still, somehow I wanted to be loved by you, Mr Devourer. Somehowsomehowsomehow! I wanted to be obsessed! I wanted to be obsessed and wanted!

Hey, Renee? Calm down first

Renee!

Renee Relow.

Somehow!

Even if it means resorting to despicable tactics.

Love!

Renees voice, screaming like a plea, cooled down abruptly. Amidst this, Devourer, who was left speechless, couldnt bring himself to calm her down. It was a side of Renee he had never seen before. He couldnt react because he didnt expect it. He was struggling to figure out where to stop Renees actions.

Finally, when Renee took something out and the voice of her scraping the floor echoed, it pierced Devourers ears once again.

Forgive Renee, please.

What she pulled out was a heart-shaped red gem.

Renee, who had regained composure after the excitement, extended the gem held in both hands towards Devourer with a gentle expression.

With this my wish will come true, Mr Devourer

In her eyes, there was madness. A mass of pure instinct consumed by possessiveness. She didnt look like a girl in love; her gaze, gestures, and even the surrounding atmosphere were eerie. Except for the reddened cheeks, everything else seemed drained of vitality, pale and lifeless.

Renee, tightly gripping the gem with both hands, stared at Devourer with that intense gaze.

Now, with mana here!

Thud!

Thunk!

Before she could finish her sentence, something snapped, burst, and split.

Renee couldnt conclude her words. Her voice didnt come out. Her breath didnt follow.

Whats happening? When trying to ponder the question, Devourers voice, broken and tearing through his eardrums like a storm, penetrated Renees body.

Are you trying to kill me?

Letters read rhythmically in his mind.

Renees pupils dilated.

In front of her, Devourer, who had just moments ago struggled with an expression of difficulty, now had a grotesque face twisted like crumpled scrap metal. The already unstable humanoid form of the human male seemed to be swaying chaotically without maintaining its fixed shape. It looked like a nightmarish scene.

Soon, Devourers back burst open. From beneath the flesh, a strange, indescribable something, with memorized patterns, emerged. An immediate sense of coldness enveloped Renee. It wasnt a drop in body temperature due to the caves low temperature. It was the chill emitted by the body sensing danger. Dying. Living. Am I being murdered? The body lost control. Was it malfunctioning, or did it lose the ability to control? Tears flowed uncontrollably. Saliva pooled in the mouth on its own.

The body, arriving at the closest point to death.

Suddenly, why? Why? Why would Mr Devourer do this to Renee?

The mind trembled as if in convulsions. Unable to withstand the intense shivering, Renee dropped the red love stone she was holding. Falling from a height of over a meter, the red love stone drew several circles on the floor with a loud bang, and then shattered into countless pieces.

Black liquid flowed out along with the shattered red gem.

A nauseating scream echoed along with the unpleasant sound from the liquid.

With the black liquid, something vaporized, and black smoke rose. Subsequently, a pungent odor. At the same time, the shattered gem fragments, which should have been red, began to darken. Something squirming in the stagnant liquid caught Renees gaze.

A tiny fetus, in the form of a devil.

Huh?

For a moment, the emptiness that made Renee forget even the situation of death opened her mouth.

What is that uh?

It was by no means a form worthy of being called a love stone.

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[Translator Kie]

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