episode_0018

Ugh…

It feels like nothing’s going right…

The Valkyries dragging Yoo Dahee seemed to have an unsettling gaze.

It was the kind of look you’d give to something almost irreversibly ruined… While being dragged, one of the Valkyries at the back was accessing the Divine Gallery.

Then, she glanced at Yoo Dahee and started writing…

[Arena Champion Yu Mo, caught in the act of assaulting two divine beings?!] – Anonymous Valkyrie (39.7)

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ㄴ??? Is this for real?

ㄴWhat’s the point of blurring with mosaic? You can pretty much see who it is by their physique lol

ㄴWow! The goddess is covered, damn it;;

ㄴSo this… is the ability of a champion…?

ㄴA man who even devours gods… I thought he was just a meme, but the contractor pulled it off!!!

ㄴDevouring gods, Mr. Yu… Who does he think he is, lifting weights equivalent to 30,000-tons for real?

ㄴSounds like he’s doing squats in the East Sea water, this guy’s insane lol

ㄴHell, the divine beings were freezing the East Sea water, then diving in and doing real squats, right?

ㄴSquats in Samcheok’s East Sea. WebP

ㄴ….Why is this?

ㄴDamn it, please change it to a gif, please, please, please! This app is disgusting…!

No, stop! No! I didn’t do it! You crazy Valkyrie!

They were in a rush to clean up the mess!

But the gag, meant for criminals who couldn’t make a sound, was silencing every utterance.

At best, all that came out were muffled groans like “Umph-umph! Umph-umph!”

Moreover, no matter how hard he strained, there was no sign of the restraints on his wrists loosening.

He became the talk of the town for being surrounded by trash from all sides.

Of course, with time, it could be easily understood as a simple misunderstanding, but what then?

In any case, the public would remember him as someone who devoured gods.

Just by being held by both arms and walking, the surroundings swiftly changed, and before he knew it, they had arrived at a modern-style building.

Upon stepping into the entrance, a sudden force pushed against my body, and the surrounding scenery transformed once again. This time, all the Valkyries around had disappeared, and the gags that sealed our mouths, as well as the handcuffs binding our wrists, had all been undone.

The view outside revealed the cityscape alongside a blue sky. It was undoubtedly the top floor of a building.

“It’s rare for a contractor to encounter the executive of the management bureau twice. Even if it were on good terms, it would be difficult, but to have it go poorly… Don’t you find it rather strange, Contractor Yoo Dahee?”

Suddenly, a voice from behind caught my attention. When did they appear?

Turning around, I found myself facing the expressionless countenance of Archangel Michael, with twelve wings spread wide behind her, overseeing the space.

“That’s true…”

A sigh escaped Yoo Dahee’s lips involuntarily. The overwhelming presence of the pristine wings dominating the space was absolute. An ordinary human would likely prostrate themselves flat on the ground or kneel, yet Yoo Dahee casually passed by Michael and sprawled out on a nearby sofa.

“This human…”

She seemed remarkably accustomed to such pressure. Their rough investigation of Yoo Dahee had already concluded. According to the report, they tore through the dimensional crevice a day before the arena’s opening, landed in the riverside park, and then contracted with Deike Astraea…

Considering the period of disappearance, it seemed they had been sucked into another dimension like other returnees before their descent to Earth. To act so nonchalantly under such pressure suggested they must have had considerable experience, or perhaps they had endured even greater pressure.

Atlaq Nacha. If it was the pressure of the Great Old One, it was entirely plausible. Understanding that Atlaq Nacha had once woven the galaxy into their own web, it made sense that they remained unaffected.

In that case, was Yoo Dahee indeed a double contractor with Atlaq Nacha as the backer?

Mikaela’s mind was spinning, but Yudahee’s actions were straightforward.

“Oh, this coffee is so good. What is this? How was it made?”

“Wow, you’ve got taste! It’s Black Ivory, a coffee extracted from elephant dung. It’s incredibly rare and delicious, incomparable to regular coffee. If you want, I can-”

Gabrielle had somehow entered the room and was chattering away next to Yudahee.

Of course, it didn’t lead to a positive outcome.

“Ugh!”

Yudahee seemed unwell, quickly rinsing her mouth with water before spitting it out on the floor.

“Sorry. It reminded me of something unpleasant…”

“Hmm?”

“I remembered that Deke and Adikia had a third phase after I thought it was over at phase two… I didn’t want to remember…”

Looking at Yudahee, who was speaking incomprehensibly, it seemed pointless to continue emitting such pressure.

Mikaela folded her wings and gently sat on the stone seat, leaning slightly forward.

“Yudahee, your recent act of spiritual contamination terrorism at the Divine Gallery about 5 hours ago is a strictly prohibited act that the administration cannot overlook.”

“Huh… But they usually let anything be posted…”

“Do you really think so?”

“They used to post pictures of grandmothers. Here, they use ‘grandfather’ and ‘grandmother.’ I said ‘tactical nuke,’ and now they’re probably following up.”

“…They are also currently blocked for a certain period.”

Urgh…!

Gabrielle, who was beside her, stifled her laughter.

“Yudahee, your summoning of the ancient being Atlaq Nacha in the arena violated the rules of the arena. The principle of the arena allows any power to be used without questioning the consequences.”

“Oh.”

Yudahee was slightly surprised but understood.

…Assuming Atlaq Nacha wouldn’t be revealed was too presumptuous.

The massive body, capable of piercing through planets, seemed as though it could just pass by… That would have been truly doubtful.

“But this time, that line has been crossed. Not a place solely for voluntary participants, but an information exchange gallery used by the general public—”

“Grandma and grandpa exchanging information…?”

As those words left his mouth, Yoo Dahee’s throat was seized by a fluttering sensation. The sharply transformed gaze of Micaela seemed poised to pierce and kill Yoo Dahee at any moment.

“If you interrupt me one more time, I’ll kill you on the spot.”

“Yes, I’m sorry.”

Raising both hands in a gesture of surrender and miming the act of zipping his lips shut, the wings finally descended.

It felt like teetering on the edge, almost plummeting. In such moments, a swift apology was the answer.

“Releasing contaminated information related to the Great Old One in that information exchange gallery is a serious violation of the Interstellar Management Bureau and Earth’s agreement. Therefore, our bureau will… *censored*”

“Just a mom-!”

He had clearly been told not to interrupt.

Before Micaela’s words could burst forth, Yoo Dahee leaped from the sofa, landing squarely on his knees and banging his head on the floor.

A perfect flying dogeza, as if straight out of a manga panel.

“P-please spare me.”

Before he could finish speaking, Yoo Dahee prostrated himself flat on the ground.

Amidst the continuous series of incomprehensible situations, even Micaela and Gabriel were unable to grasp what kind of transformation Yoo Dahee’s desperate plea represented.

“I’ll give up Decedo and the victory points from the arena! Just spare me!”

It seemed like an excessive display, as if watching a play, but the emotions contained within Yoo Dahee were nothing but genuine.

Micaela was taken aback by the poignant desperation, which seemed on the verge of liquefying into thin air.

“I never said I would kill you.”

“But when you said ‘our bureau will… *censored*,’ it sounded like you were going to kill me, right…?”

Sigh. A sigh escaped involuntarily.

“I didn’t mean to kill… I was trying to impose a restriction. It’s a constraint that you won’t summon anything related to Old One or Atlach-Nacha ever again. By the way, this constraint also applies in the arena.”

There might be some resistance, I thought.

Atlach-Nacha’s power is truly asymmetrical, unilaterally giving up something that rivals the combined force of the entire Bureau of Mismanaged Affairs. It wouldn’t be easy for anyone to accept that.

“Oh, was that it? Ah, if that’s the case, you should have said so sooner. Alright, alright, I’ll accept the constraint. Well, as long as I don’t summon them, right?”

Watching him lean back behind the sofa, seemingly oblivious, as if asking when did he ever agree to that, made me feel like my patience was being tested alone.

“Ah, I got all worked up for nothing. It would be troublesome if I lost my cool…”

A despicably sly expression and a rapidly changed attitude.

From Mikaela’s clenched fist, an aura rose and spread over her shoulder.

“Wha… wha… You’re not going to kill me… right?”

“Just one… Can I just hit her once?”

I want to hit her over and over…! This thought dominated Mikaela’s mind.

No, with just one hit, it feels like she’d completely evaporate.

From Yudahee’s perspective, it was an extreme request.

“The Chief Angel of the Bureau speaks with one mouth? Oh, but then again, even if it’s a female divine body, it wouldn’t be strange to speak with two mouths… -I almost said that~”

[This guy, is he really going to kill me-]

As Mikaela’s jugular vein bulged and his poker face began to crumble, Gabriel, who had been watching from the side, jumped in and grabbed his arm.

“Hold on, Ella! Stop! Stop it!”

Truly, if he had been just a little slower, Mikaela, with a contorted expression, would have swung his fist at Yudahee.

Gabriel’s foresight guaranteed that.

Whether she knew this fact or not, Yudahee calmly muttered to herself.

“Oh, damn, I almost really rolled the dice and dodged just now.”

Yudahee was someone who lived in a world that no one could fathom.

“So, if we just impose that constraint, everything will be settled, right?”

With those words, Yudahee clasped hands and murmured. The act of clasping hands was a ritual, and Michaela and Gabriel felt tension grip their bodies as they realized it. If Yudahee were to change her mind and summon Atlach-Nacha here… it would be a catastrophe. A situation where the Earth could be torn apart in an instant. As their bodies stiffened, Yudahee’s words, when uttered, were completely unexpected.

[I, Yudahee, hereby swear that I will not conduct any rituals related to Atlach-Nacha in the future, including at the arena and anywhere influenced by the Bureau of Complete Management.]

At this, the aura of the vanishing Great Old One circled the room… It was genuine. Both Michaela and Gabriel were certain. This fellow had truly just sworn an oath. Their concern faded into a hollow result. While the constraint through the ritual was sacred, it carried an undeniable compulsion. If violated, not only would the participant face consequences, but their soul itself could be annihilated. In Yudahee’s case, Atlach-Nacha would likely come down to tear him apart.

“Does that mean we can go now?”

“Uh… yeah?”

Michaela truly felt as if she were possessed. Why did she want to believe in something like possession, which couldn’t possibly affect her? She watched Yudahee blankly as he left.

*****

Oh, sweet relief. Thought things would go to hell because of what happened with Deke and Adikia, but it seems that’s not the case. Just contamination of the divine gallery’s information and an extension of what happened at the arena, thankfully. Anyway, there was no need to summon Atlach-Nacha anymore. Summoning her was too much of a risk. Losing a tongue in just one summoning, what on earth would she demand for the second time? Yudahee was completely clueless about what the greedy spider might ask for.

“So, shall we go back home now?”

I’m not sure where this is, but… Maybe if I go down to the first floor and ask, they’ll bring me back to the penthouse like the Valkyries did when I came in~ With that thought in mind, Yoo Dahee took the elevator down.

And as he arrived on the first floor, the elevator door opened to reveal not the Valkyries, but…

“Tell us, what’s your relationship with the goddesses Dike and Adikia!”

“There was an unfortunate incident at the penthouse-”

“There are testimonies from the gallery that you pressured the goddesses using your position as the arena champion-”

“If there are any discrepancies or misunderstandings regarding leaked information, do you have any intention to clarify-”

“Get lost! Get lost! Get lost! Get lost! Get lost!”

It was a dazzling display of flashes emitted by countless reporters and camera flashes rushing towards him from the building entrance.

Ah.

Yoo Dahee quietly pressed the close button repeatedly.