Chapter 172: Play (2)

Chapter 172: Play (2)

In Savior Rising;s main story, Yuria’s past was only mentioned in a line or two.

‘She is an artificial life form cultivated by the Holy Land.’ That was all.

However, I knew all too well about the incident when she first held the Severer, went berserk and turned this mansion into a wasteland.

And I knew how she was still drowning in her guilt because of that.

According to Lucia, she still had nightmares about it.

But...what the fuck was this all about?

“...What do you mean by that?”

I managed to get those words out without getting my expression to crumble.

Despite the irritation and wrath bubbling inside, I still needed to keep as low profile as possible for now.

Because I couldn’t afford to break my character.

“Every servant here is all aware of it. Those cursed beings will eventually be used as ‘sacrifices’. Both the older and the younger sister.”

“...”

“They are necessary sacrifices for the utopia that His Holiness promised us.”

“...”

“Well, since you’ve come all the way here, you must’ve known about it too, right? The ‘Paradise Plan’.”

The Paradise Plan was essentially the ultimate goal of the doctrine preached within the Holy Land.

A utopia where there was no conflict or strife, where everyone could pursue eternal happiness in peace.

To bring that to the world was the goal of both the Holy Land and the Pope.

And I already knew which direction the scenario would take because of this goal.

‘...The quest in Chapter 6.’

The Holy Land’s Sanctuary Conquest.

It featured the False God Subjugation as the final highlight.

The section was infamous for its fucked up difficulty even among the Sera users. 80% of the playerbase got wiped out here.

If one hadn’t built up a steady series of connections with the Homunculi Sisters, the Final Chapter’s difficulty would increase significantly.

Also, if their Favorability Levels weren’t high enough, the player’s would be forced to watch the event where those two would be ‘sacrificed’ to the Pope.

“...”

The problem here was...

Why did they refer to them as disgusting or monsters when they were the very beings who’d later be sacrificed for the ‘great cause’?

Normally they’d sympathize with those two a little, no?

“...Judging by your expression, my words must be hard to accept.”

“...”

“You might think otherwise, but in the first place, those Homunculi—”

“...”

It was getting harder and harder to contain my annoyance.

Despite knowing that these people would eventually die the moment Yuria held Severer, they still pissed me off.

I knew how wicked the Holy Land could be contrary to their holy appearance, but this was a little too much, wasn’t it?

“...Hey you.”

Just as I was about to spit out a flood of retorts, a young voice interrupted me.

“I-I kept you w-waiting. I apologize!”

It was Yuria, rushing over from across the hallway.

At that moment...

“Oh dear, My Lady. Please be careful, you don’t want to fall, do you?”

“...”

The servant immediately changed his expression and started letting out a bright smile as soon as she appeared. This sight made me stare at him in disbelief.

‘...Are those fuckers even human?’

‘There’s a limit on being immoral, you know?’

‘This motherfucker acting like this toward a child they created and planned to sacrifice later...’

‘To think that Yuria would be grieving by herself in the future for killing these bastards...’

“...Unfortunately, it seems I still can’t enter His Holiness’ office.”

Just as I barely managed to hold back the surge of anger that was about to explode, Yuria said so with a look of regret.

“But they said they’ll let me know about the contents inside soon, so you can come in with me by then, Mr. Servant.”

“Of course, My Lady. You will find out soon enough, I’m sure.”Gét latest novel chapters on nov(e)lbj/n(.)c/om

“...”

Though I wasn’t sure what exactly it was...

Considering this bastard’s real thoughts, there was no way that opening this door would be any good to Yuria.

Right as I was thinking this, a window suddenly popped up in front of me.

System Message

[ The progress of the ongoing event ‘Sweet Play’ has been updated. ]

[ Prevent the tragedy that will befall target ‘Yuria’! ]

“...”

“...T-Teach might be in danger right now!”

“...Excuse me? What do you—”

“It’s hard to explain, but we need to go see Teach right away!”

“...”

Fortunately, Atalane was also someone who was significantly vested in Dowd’s well-being.

Even though the other person’s explanation was messy, instead of probing further, she immediately grabbed her by the nape and hastily prepared a spell.

“...He should be in the dormitory right now.”

Teleportation. The coordinates were right in front of Dowd’s quarters.

As the light enveloping her body faded, Iliya quickly scanned the vicinity of Dowd’s room door.

Nothing seemed amiss, except for the fact that there was a woman standing there with her chin in her hand, staring at Dowd’s quarters.

Recognizing who she was, Iliya called out to her in a dazed voice.

“...Lana?”

Lana Rei Delvium.

An Immortal who was previously tied up by Dowd and used as ‘bait’.

For some reason, she was here.

“Mmmm, Miss Iliya? Long time no see!”

“...Yeah, uh, it’s been a while, but forget that. What brings you here, Lana?”

“Eh, it’s nothing much. I came to say hi to Mr. Dowd, but it’s quite noisy over here. There were so many women here, they said that they wanted to spend time with him.”

“...”

“Mr. Dowd seemed to be in agony, asking whether he actually laid his hands on this many people.”

Iliya tried her hardest to avoid Atalante’s piercing gaze coming from the side.

She could practically hear a shout in her ear, saying ‘Everything will be fine? EVERYTHING WILL BE FINE?!’

“But in the midst of that, Mr. Dowd kind of...asked me? Uh, he looked like he was grasping at straws. Anyway, he asked me whether he had ever laid his hands on me or not.”

“...”

A sense of foreboding surged through both Iliya and Atalante simultaneously.

“...So, what did you tell him?”

“I mean, all I did was remind him of the things he did to me during the last ordeal, recounting those pleasant memories one by one.”

“...”

“To think he could do such cruel, brutal, and immoral things so nonchalantly. I have never met such a manly man before! You think so too, don’t you?”

“...”

Iliya and Atalante’s faces turned ashen.

-Nobody knows if he’d suddenly become twisted due to shock, or if he’d suddenly take an abrupt action.

Yes.

That was literally the thing that they had just discussed.

And the things Dowd did to Lana were unimaginably shitty by any standard.

“...Did I do something that I shouldn’t have?”

While Lana absentminded words echoed in the hallway, Atalante had already pushed open Dowd’s door, rushing in.

No one was inside.

And the room was terrifyingly tidy.

Almost as if he was resolving himself in order to prepare for some significant event.

“...”

With a pale face, Atalante quickly scanned the room.

She was looking for a clue, whatever it may be, that might indicate the man’s current state. And she did indeed find one.

It was a small note on Dowd’s personal desk.

“...What does it say?”

Ignoring Iliya’s anxious-ridden question, Atalante glared at the sentence that was written there without saying anything.

Minutes ticked by.

And then a few more passed as well.

Only then did Atalane place the note back on the desk with trembling hands.

Iliya, who was standing still while watching this scene, quickly ran over to check the note.

[I believe it is better if something like me does not exist. Goodbye, everyone.]

“...”

“...”

Silence swept over everyone.

How much time had passed?

Atalante, with a shaky voice, finally spoke.

“...Drag out and gather every single woman who had clung to that man. We have no time to spare.”

And then...

“...Tell them, unless they all wish to die by my hands, to FIND THIS MAN IMMEDIATELY–!!”

Such a scream fell from Atalante’s lips like a /genesisforsaken