Chapter 84

Posted by Kuze, ? Views, Released on April 8, 2025

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84th Episode: Descendant of Pluto

“Man, this is incredibly hard to get!”

Somnia, exclaiming brightly like a boy who’s discovered something amazing, snatched the jar from my hand and placed it on the round table. I tried to hold on to Luna’s jar, but the strength that came from her slim figure was beyond imagination. I could do nothing but stand there, feeling like a squirrel that had its food stolen.

“sh*t, this really tastes awful.”

Without hesitation, Somnia poured some of the potion into a small wooden cup-like container, pulled her mask aside, and drank it all in one go.

“Still, I can feel my energy surging! It’s really effective. Making something with instant effects like this is insanely difficult!”

“Somnia, what is this stuff?”

“It’s a potion that boosts stamina for a short time! Who would’ve thought I’d find this here, how lucky! Even I can’t make this. It’s brilliant!”

“It does smell like it’ll k*ll you. Does it even work?”

“Of course it does. The taste is terrible, but once you get hooked on its effects, you can’t live without it. I’ve barely been sleeping lately and was feeling half-dead. Ah, this will help a little.”

Swoosh.

The masked woman extended her hand towards me.

“I’m Somnia, daughter of Ideope, and a Silver Tier healer. You wild boy, nice to meet you.”

Is she asking for a handshake?

Since she seemed friendly towards me, which was a good sign, I decided to accept. Then, once the opportunity arises, I’ll escape and expose the place where these people are hiding.

Then, I will become Hassan, the greatest hero who wiped out the cultists in one fell swoop!

The illegal immigrant who captured a spy. This news is sure to cause a stir.

At the very least, a substantial reward will surely come my way, like a house with a yard or a big pouch of gold coins. sh*t, who knows?

“My name is… Ol-dol-gol from Samaritan.”

“Ol-dol-gol? sh*t, that’s an awful name.”

Even I thought it was a terrible name, but speaking my real name made me feel like I was becoming someone important.

In my hurry to think of a good name, for some reason, the only name that came to mind that fit a savage was Ol-dol-gol. sh*t, sorry, Ol-dol-gol.

“Anyway, Samaritans have been having cr*p names for a while now. Anyway, you brought us such a precious gift. You’re a good kid.”

Swoosh.

I grabbed the hand of the healer, Somnia, which had been extended to me. Then, a chiming sound rose, and words appeared.

『Somnia Lv. ??

Status: Chronic Insomnia》Heshishi Addiction》???》???》』

Given the many question marks, she must indeed be more than twice as strong as me. All the powerful people I’ve encountered so far have had question marks in their status.

It must be similar to the concept that I cannot see the detailed information of higher-level individuals because of my own low level.

“By the way, you. You have an interesting wound.”

Apparently, the healer Somnia found something intriguing in the sleeve of the leather shirt that had been rolled up. There was a bite mark that Luna left, which was still imprinted in my flesh.

Swoosh.

She pulled her mask up to her nose and sniffed the bite mark. sh*t, what is she doing? Do people from Ideope have no qualms about smelling others?

“It’s faint, but it’s definitely the magic of the night and darkness. What are you? Seriously, do you have the Holy Mark?!”

Is she calling me special just because of that bite mark?

“Isn’t that true? Erebor and Nox are the primordial sources of hellish magic, aren’t they?!”

“Don’t pretend to be smart and speak plainly! Kid!”

“If I were to explain simply for Somnia, it means you’re on the side of the great Lord Pluto. And that means you’re also on our side.”

The black mage Anchors, who had initially been wary of me and openly showed hostility, also started shouting with excitement as if something incredibly extraordinary had happened.

“Mr. Ol-dol-gol? I apologize for doubting you earlier.”

Under his hood, he revealed neatly organized teeth and smiled as if he had just seen something very fun and pleasant.

Honestly, I thought it was ridiculous that they were making such a fuss about a mere bite wound from Luna. They really are all crazy cultists.

Still, considering how they got drawn into such an evil religion, it does seem appropriate.

Despite being intimidated by their demeanor and confidence, I now felt a little more confident. It seems like I can now successfully manipulate them and escape.

“Uh… ”

As I was about to speak,

“Skizo! Even without eyes, you really brought us the right one! This will fill the void left by Paranoi!”

With great enthusiasm, healer Somnia brought forth a large bowl from the corner.

It was about the size of a rubber jar used for pickling kimchi, with a strange hexagram painted in something resembling ink on its bottom.

Placing the bowl on the table, Somnia spoke.

“Draw some bl**d from this kid!”

“What, what!?”

sh*t, I imagined myself being slaughtered like a chicken, neck slashed and all. sh*t, didn’t she say I was an ally?

“Are you really going to draw my bl**d?”

“We need the magic of mixed bl**d and dark power to use the sorcerous fog. Paranoi may have been a moron, but his magic reserves were the highest among us.”

Swish.

Somnia quickly pulled a short dagger from her waist. With a short blade and a long handle, it seemed less like a weapon for killing and more like a ceremonial or religious tool.

Of course, if stabbed with it, it would hurt, and you could bleed a lot. If hit in a critical area, you could d*e.

sh*t, are they going to stab me with a kn*fe?

While I was extremely tense,

Swish.

Somnia slashed the palm of her own hand with the sharp blade, letting droplets of bl**d fall.

The bl**d that dropped from her palm into the bowl immediately emitted a strange smoke or soot.

Sssss.

“See, the karma and magic in the bl**d react, creating the fog.”

Somnia’s bl**d started to boil, continuously producing a steady mist. It looked just like the dry ice machines used on stages.

“Anchors, your turn.”

“My bl**d is precious, you know.”

“Shut up, idiot. We’re running late. We need to cover our vision with fog, raid and grab what we need, and destroy what’s left.”

“Yes, true. Hmm.”

Taking the dagger from Somnia, the black mage Anchors sliced his own palm lightly, and red bl**d flowed into the bowl.

Sssss.

Just like Somnia’s moment, the bl**d drops that touched the magical glyph created in the mist emitted white soot, spreading fog around.

Now, the enclosed space was filled knee-deep in dense and nauseous fog.

“Nice, Anchors. I see your power has grown.”

“I don’t depend on superstitions or luck like some people. Even so, creating enough sorcery to fill the whole city will be difficult. It seems we can’t do it without Paranoi.”

“Let’s trust in the power of the Holy Mark!”

The dagger that had cut the healer and the mage’s palms now came to me. When I hesitantly took it, I was confused.

“Is it my turn already? This person hasn’t even bled yet.”

“Skizo has no magic. He’s great at fighting but no good at this kind of thing. Anyways, try your best.”

“But, I need to use the restroom….”

“What the hell is wrong with you!? Are you scared of cutting your palm? Are you really afraid, you dumb giant? Give it here!”

Suddenly raising her voice, Somnia snatched the dagger from me, and without hesitation, slashed my left palm.

“Ow!”

The sharp blade cutting through my flesh caused excruciating pain, and a significant amount of bl**d began spurting and scattering everywhere.

Ssssss.

Several drops of my bl**d fell into the bowl, creating white soot.

“Wow, great effect! Incredible karma!”

While Somnia sounded ecstatic, I could not think of anything but grasping my bleeding palm to stop the bleeding.

It’s normal for people to panic when they see their own bl**d.

Swooooosh.

“Somnia, isn’t the fog too much?”

“sh*t, I was just thinking that! Oh no, did the spell go wrong?”

Puff puff.

Smoke billowed out of the bowl as if on fire, spreading uncontrollably. The amount was so overwhelming that it became completely impossible to see even an inch in front of us.

It felt like the water gushing out of a dam after opening the floodgates, quickly filling every space, making it truly terrifying. Even though I usually exaggerate, this was no exaggeration.

“Too much! At this rate, we’ll get caught! Anchors, do something!”

“This is not my responsibility!”

Amidst the fog, I could hear the flustered cultists shouting. Maybe this is my chance? sh*t, let’s escape!

I flailed my arms trying to find the exit.

Creeeak.

I yanked the door open with all my strength, and an uncontrollable stream of smoke and fog began to pour out.

But I couldn’t care less. I sprinted as fast as I could up the corridor and the stairs, successfully escaping the meeting place of the cultists.

sh*t, freedom! Stupid cultists!

*

The whole city was shrouded in thick fog, making it impossible to see even an inch ahead.

Despite this, I managed to find my way to Luna’s house because of the glowing palm I had acquired not long ago, allowing me to slightly part the dense fog.

Clang, clang sounded like armor chasing after me, and I ran like my b*tt was on fire.

“Luna, open the door!”

I shouted while pounding on the wooden door. It opened with a loud creak, and Luna welcomed me with a deeply furrowed brow.

“Hassan! Where have you been with this thick fog? I was worried!”

She sniffed me.

“If you didn’t do anything reckless… What happened to your left hand?! bl**d, bl**d everywhere!”

“That’s not important now! The cultists have appeared!”

“Cultists!? Then we must report it immediately!”

“However, even the guard posts have their gates shut! It’s all foggy, and we can’t see anything! What should we do!?”

“I don’t know!”

Luna and I were at a loss, having no idea what to do. We were truly a bunch of amateurs. sh*t, I’m not Ol-dol-gol but just a nameless extra!

“Can we somehow summon help?”

It would be great if we had cell phones in this world. sh*t, no cell phones, really the worst world ever. How can we call Hippolyte or other adventurers? We need to call the guards at the very least.

So, I was seriously considering setting the place on fire to create a signal fire from Luna’s wooden house.

“With my sorcery, I can send a spiritual message to call someone!”

“Is that real? Then do it quickly! Call anyone who’s strong!”

“But, I need a part of that person’s body to do it, like hair or a fingernail…”

At that moment, I thought of Hippolyte, who might be the closest person I could call. Could there be one of her hairs or some fur stuck on me from all the rough rubbing we did? It’s possible that a curly hair or two got stuck on my leg.

So, I really vigorously scrubbed my shin, but there was nothing but my own leg hair. sh*t, I washed too thoroughly that day!

“What are you doing there!”

At that moment, Luna slapped the back of my head as I bent down to look at my calf.

Bap!

“Gyeok!”

It hurt more than I expected, causing an involuntary scream to escape my mouth. Did she figure out I was searching for Hippolyte’s hair? She’s sharp like a ghost.

“What should we do then?”

As I was anxiously stomping my feet, I suddenly noticed a lot of “fur” in my sight. sh*t, that’s right, it’s there.

I grabbed it and held it high.

“This!”

“Huh, why use the deer carpet…”

“Fur! sh*t, this is fur, right!? Can’t we use this!?”

It belonged to the Gold Tier adventurer Actaeon, who had saved me when I was transformed into a deer.

To be honest, the fur-lined leather he gave me as a reward felt a little creepy.

“Let’s quickly summon a Gold Tier adventurer!”

Hope welled up in me as now, I planned to use it to summon a sturdy ally.

Clang.

Just then, the sound of a massive piece of metal stopping outside the cottage was heard.