Ch.155Chapter 155. The Calm Before the Storm (2)

Chapter 155. The Calm Before the Storm (2)

“EunuchBro sir…”

Rachel approached as if entranced, gently caressing EunuchBro’s face. EunuchBro accepted her touch without resistance.

“I don’t think it’s ugly. You’ve been through so much…”

Rachel wanted to ask ‘Why did you harm yourself?’ but held back and responded differently.

In Rachel’s memory, MeleeSpy, no, EunuchBro was a playful and energetic person.

He was someone so bright that he would crack strange jokes even in life-or-death situations.

‘If you say don’t do it, I won’t do it~!’

‘Now! A holy punch from a level 999 Paladin!’

‘Wahaha fanfare~!’

‘Yes of course, you fool~!’

‘Probability of demon extermination success… 69.74 percent… hehe, taste your doom…’

‘Okay whippy~!’

Those voices were still so vivid in her mind. Seeing EunuchBro’s scarred face and sorrowful expression left her speechless.

A moment of silence fell between them.

“I heard you were looking for me.”

EunuchBro, who had been avoiding Rachel’s gaze by slightly turning his face, spoke again.

“I was. I asked everyone I met if they knew you, EunuchBro sir.”

“Why did you do that? I abandoned you. Not just you, but everyone.”

“Don’t say it like that. I know you left alone for our sake. Everyone knows that.”

The people EunuchBro had saved were ordinary folks. They couldn’t display superhuman powers like Paladins, wizards, or priests.

He must have left silently because he knew that if they were to fight demons in earnest, people would be slaughtered without much resistance.

“I just wanted to see you. I wondered how you were doing.”

“You haven’t changed. Rachel, you think too highly of me.”

EunuchBro shook his head. His eyes still couldn’t look directly at Rachel and wandered about.

“That’s exactly who you are. Someone who values life above all else and has the courage to fight against evil… that’s who you are, EunuchBro sir.”

At those words, EunuchBro smiled bitterly.

“Would you still say that even if I told you I’ve been hiding all these years?”

“Everyone wanders sometimes.”

Rachel continued.

“And now, you’re standing before me, aren’t you?”

“…”

“I heard you gathered the scattered Paladins. To fight against the demons, to help Malak. That’s heroic.”

“That’s not the only reason.”

EunuchBro met Rachel’s eyes. His gaze no longer wandered.

“I wanted to see you again too. To check if… you were safe.”

At those words, Rachel’s eyes reddened.

“Paladin EunuchBro…”

“Now that I’ve confirmed it, I’ll be on my way. Stay healthy.”

EunuchBro put on his helmet and turned around.

“Wait!”

Rachel grabbed his arm.

“Is this it? Just checking faces and exchanging greetings?”

Rachel knew. She knew that her feelings for him were one-sided.

Until they parted two years ago, there hadn’t been much progress between them. EunuchBro was busy exterminating demons, and Rachel was busy taking care of people.

In a world where death could come at any moment, she had decided to keep these feelings deep inside.

But now another chance had come. She didn’t want to miss it this time.

“At least have some tea…”

The problem was that words weren’t coming easily. Rachel had no experience with situations like this.

In her youth, she had lived solely focused on administrative studies to prepare to become a scribe. She practically lived in the library and at home.

To put it in Earth terms, she had lived a life dedicated to studies that could rival any Korean exam student.

“Um.”

Various words swirled in her mouth only to dissipate before she could speak them.

“At least, warm yourself up before you go.”

Rachel’s voice grew increasingly quieter. She was losing confidence.

‘What should I do?’

As she was sweating profusely with worry.

“A cup of tea, huh.”

EunuchBro looked at the moonlight. The sight of a Paladin in black armor standing in the moonlight was like a painting.

“Rachel, weren’t you terrible at brewing tea? Everyone acknowledged your cooking skills.”

‘Ah, he remembers.’

This person remembers me as a person, remembers the time we spent together. That fact made Rachel happy.

“It’s different now. I’ve practiced a lot since then.”

“Oh.”

EunuchBro removed his helmet again and slightly raised the corner of his mouth.

“Should I look forward to it?”

“Of course. Come, let’s go.”

Rachel pushed up her glasses. EunuchBro playfully smiled at Rachel’s signature pose that he hadn’t seen in a long time. It was the same smile from two years ago.

“Let’s go!”

“Pardon?”

“Nothing.”

EunuchBro returned to his solemn face.

***

[UltraSansMadWithMoonlightMassacreMode: I’m saving my appearance for the joy of our reunion]

[UltraSansMadWithMoonlightMassacreMode: Don’t make fun of me if I’m uglier than you think]

“Ah, this is so fucking annoying.”

Hanna irritably waved her hand to close the message window in the air.

That was a private message that came last night. That heartless Sans sent just that and then went quiet.

‘He could at least ask if I slept well this morning. Is it that hard to say just one word?’

Hanna had spent dozens of minutes debating whether to reply, but ultimately didn’t because of her pride.

“Whatever. I won’t reply either now.”

That sneaky guy who always says we’ll meet someday but keeps slipping away to strange places.

If he at least sent a selfie, it would be different, but he tries to get away with ridiculous excuses until the end.

‘I mean, I sent him a few selfies. Couldn’t he send some back?’

She wondered if he had incarnated into a form that couldn’t send selfies, but seeing how he was deliberately teasing her, that didn’t seem to be the case.

‘Then what is it?’

Sans had said that the god Malak had chosen him as a messenger and sent him here and there.

‘Still, couldn’t he come to the tribal federation sometimes to rest? I’m here too.’

Even if he had business far away, he could come once. His god even has a skill to summon believers.

“Damn…”

When Lakye, who acted all high and mighty as a guardian, suspected Sans, she had defended him vigorously. It was too vexing.

…That aside, not messaging with Sans was making her very bored. Hanna, pouting, opened the community window.

[IbelievedInTheMonkeyMan: Revealing the OP character who’s destroying high-level demons lately

‘Malak’

To understand who this person is, you first need to understand what ‘greater demon level’ means. ‘Greater demon level’ refers to beings stronger than high-ranking demons, capable of destroying an entire country alone or possessing even greater power.

Examples include the Cloud Demon and the Seven-Headed Dragon Demon (according to MeleeSpy).

These guys are more threatening because they don’t travel alone but bring along a ton of minions, but Lord Malak is ‘greater demon level’ without any such followers.

He has the skill to easily wipe out those minions along with their master.

Just pure badass incarnate.

But let’s say, just hypothetically, that someone stronger than Lord Malak himself exists.

Would they stand a chance? No way.

Besides his personal strength, what makes Lord Malak terrifying is the army of thousands that follow him—the Tribal Federation.

With just one enhancement buff, each soldier gains power equivalent to at least a lesser demon.

Guardian Lakye can go one-on-one with high-ranking demons, and powerhouses like Grand Chief Kanto and Spirit Shaman Paya can put up a good fight even against mid-ranking demons.

Moreover, Lord Malak can cast healing skills and area-of-effect debuffs. Not to mention his zombie control skills (don’t even compare him to that pathetic has-been Necrolord).

Even if soldiers fall, as long as Lord Malak’s totem power exists, they form an immortal legion that regenerates infinitely.

What’s scarier is that this isn’t even the end of it.

The Tribal Federation also has Paladins. Level 9 Princess Dina and MeleeSpy, who have each killed high-ranking demons, are Lord Malak’s followers.

To match him, you’d need to be at least at the level of Two-Punch Man, Dragonball, or Sans in Massacre Mode.

How do you think the Cloud Demon felt when it met Lord Malak?

It probably rushed over thinking humans were just bugs to be squashed as usual, only to find Lord Malak standing right there.

It struggled desperately to win and even self-destructed, but the damage was zero.

With only its head remaining, it tried to call the Seven-Headed Dragon Demon for help, but no chance. Immediately ‘Lightning Strike’.

Pain, suffering, despair, sorrow, anger, and darkness must have erupted.

Do you have the confidence to fight against the Tribal Federation?

(Photo of Siwoo and a monkey with serious expressions and armed)

This is the real beginning of the ‘extermination’]

“These idiots are having fun.”