episode_0015

“Did you really have to shoot there?”

“What are you talking about, Eunin? Weren’t you the one aiming at that spot?”

“You’re the one who fired, you crazy dwarf! I was clearly aiming at the leg!”

“Well, you did aim at a leg. The problem was that it was the third leg exclusive to males.”

As he recounted the recent tragedy to Stroheim and pressed him for guilt, the dwarf responded in a nonchalant voice.

“Think about it, Eunin. Even though I lost it, I am also a man. How could I commit such cruelty when I know the pain of loss better than anyone else?”

“…Despite that, you seemed too casually amused.”

“No, it’s just due to my mood. I only misaimed, nothing else.”

“But misaiming was the biggest mistake, you crazy bastard.”

As the waterfolk howled and pursued them, they engaged in combat with ‘subjugation’ as their goal.

I wasn’t a killer who felt exhilaration from taking lives, nor was I a madman who found joy in others’ suffering.

Therefore, the easiest way to make them give up the chase was by depriving them of mobility.

“I never thought you’d be able to blow off someone’s lower body with a shotgun shell.”

It hurt just watching.

Seeing how pitifully the lower body burned in agony, even as tears welled up in me while fleeing in contagious sorrow.

…That wicked dwarf.

Burning his own body and mercilessly setting fire to others’ belongings.

Thinking he possessed a madness akin to a protagonist, I shook my head, and the dwarf patted my back, raising the corners of his mouth.

“It’s fine.”

“What is?”

“Since they’ve lost something precious, now they will excel in one field like me. Yes, they’ll become pioneers!”

“Nonsense.”

“Don’t call it burning, I’m merely a pioneer! If one of the three basic desires disappears, it greatly aids in achievement… Haha…”

After a nearly insane statement, I sharply struck his side, causing the dwarf to shudder briefly before collapsing.

Finally escaping the conversation that seemed to lead to madness.

Breathing a sigh of relief, I closed the distance with the sword and asked a question.

“Have you thought about the next plan? What will we do after escaping the Great Forest?”

“I’m thinking of heading north or west for now. The central area is too expensive, and the east… well, you can guess without me saying.”

“Indeed, the east is a harsh environment for witches to live in. Hmm… Our group is also interested in the west or north, so how about accompanying us this time?”

“Enough, I don’t particularly want to travel with you guys. I think it’s better to move alone, even if it’s risky compared to moving with you.”

In any novel, it’s a rule that protagonists attract trouble.

Whether they are strong fighters or psychotic psychopaths, they inevitably face incidents and accidents.

Look, it’s only been a day since entering the Great Forest, and already such a serious incident has occurred?

What I desire is simply a quiet and peaceful life.

So, I must not get involved with the protagonist’s group, especially those crazy people who don’t wait for ‘trouble’ to come to them but rather seek out ‘trouble’ first.

“However, Karl, this is not the time for such complacent thoughts.”

“…?”

“We haven’t escaped the Great Forest yet. And where I used to live, there was a saying like this.”

It’s not over until it’s over.

Kwahng!

As soon as he muttered softly, Karl was hit by a magical projectile flying from behind, tumbling on the ground.

“Ugh…!”

Quickly getting up like a protagonist, he found himself surrounded by dozens of elves and waterfolk.

He gazed at them with a sinking feeling.

“The crowd surged noisily. I think I know why the Southern Great Forest is called ‘Magyeong.’”

“‘Magyeong’? Where else can you find a paradise like this? All you have to do is eat and relieve your sexual desires, that’s all.”

“…That is certainly an appealing point. However.”

Suddenly, Kal grabbed my shoulder and pulled me towards him.

Placing me in front of him, he confidently expressed his opinion to the elves and dwarves.

“I started this journey solely to obtain divine essence. Not because I want to indulge with just anyone.”

“Polyamory? Of course, that has its charm as well. But, I am more drawn to pure love, where we meet one-on-one and exchange emotions.”

“If circumstances truly warrant it, I may consider polyamory…”

He gently placed his hand on my head and flashed a charming smile befitting a protagonist.

“I have no intention of pursuing relationships with other women right now. Because I have already found the perfect woman with divine essence.”

…Excuse me?

I stared blankly, starting to resemble the original protagonist’s expression.

—–

Why did the protagonist, surrounded by rough and dirty males, include a female like Beatrice?

I pondered this question for a while.

Although there were female supporting characters throughout the novel from the beginning to the middle, why was Beatrice the only one included in the protagonist’s group?

There were several characters who fit well with the protagonist’s group, so why accept her, who doesn’t fit at all?

After much contemplation and even sponsoring the author with questions, I couldn’t find an answer.

[/ (Author’s secretive emoticon) Please look forward to the latter part!]

The author remained silent, only suggesting to see later.

I was curious.

How would the author utilize Beatrice?

Could the awkward, nerdy witch Beatrice actually be helpful to the protagonist’s group?

Despite lingering doubts even after possessing the witch’s body, today I finally found the answer.

“Damn.”

I curse under my breath, rubbing my forehead.

“Damn.”

I gaze at the sky through the trees, absentmindedly smiling.

“Damn!!!”

With a final shout, I collapse onto the ground with all my strength.

Releasing curses brings nothing but laughter.

I thought I was just a supporting character, but what?

Don’t make me laugh; this must be the original protagonist playing a prank for sure.

That possible bugger is definitely scheming something!

The protagonist, who had shown behaviors completely unrelated to ‘true love’ in the original work, suddenly confesses to me, even though it’s my body.

Sure, I’m quite beautiful.

Black hair and eyes like the night sky.

A figure I can proudly boast about.

A slender body that fits wherever it goes.

Beatrice was attractive enough to be called a beauty.

However, compared to Kal’s behavior in the original work, she didn’t possess the same level of charm in his eyes.

Beatrice was just too ordinarily beautiful.

If we were to compare, her priority for confession seemed lower than the wolf-like dwarf standing before us.

Thus, the current situation felt unfamiliar and shocking to me.

No, honestly, it would be strange not to be shocked!

From a certain perspective, it’s as good as being confessed to by a guy!

That alone was enough, but unfortunately, there was one more shocking event left.

That is.

Thump.

For just a moment, my heart raced significantly upon receiving the confession.

Let me make it clear that I wasn’t excited at all; I’m not gay.

It was just Beatrice’s body reacting with a thump to the confession.

However.

“This is dangerous.”

That momentary thumping came as a significant warning of danger to me.

“A female corruption…?”

As the survival game was ending and the escape was slowly coming to an end, now there was talk of female corruption…

Gulp!

I began to criticize the author while grinding my teeth.

“Should I just sit back and let things flow as you wish?”

Although I’ve experienced countless humiliations since the moment of possession.

I had no way to deal with the flow of the story, so I could only endure it.

I may not know much else, but I truly believed I could control my emotions well.

Don’t be ridiculous, author.

I will return to Earth as a lonely male wolf.

I won’t succumb under that crazy woman after falling into female corruption, whimpering.

Absolutely not.

With such determination, did I rise from my seat?

I could see that the elves and dwarves were still at a standoff, swords drawn.

…There were some differences, though.

“Sis, did you hear? That guy apparently likes pure love! Teehee…”

“Callis? I’m burning up and can’t take it anymore. Ugh, stealing someone else’s lover… Isn’t that the true delicacy?”

The elves, seemingly in heat, their bodies dampened. Watching this scene absentmindedly, I turned to the priestess who had the same expression as me and asked a question.

“By any chance, do you have a good spell for dealing with non-virgins?”

To this, the priestess sighed deeply and shook her head.

“There’s no such thing.”

…This is bad.