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Chapter 149
Ch.149 This Place Must Be Destroyed
After calming Cecilia down and returning to my room, my legs gave out.
“Haa… I nearly died back there.”
Was it because I hadn’t seen her in so long? Her obsession seemed even stronger now.
Or… wait, what’s there even to obsess over?
I’ve done nothing I need to be ashamed of—I can look up at the sky with a clean conscience.
I’m as pure as a sunflower.
I’m a sincere, chaste man who only has eyes for one woman.
The problem is… I don’t actually like anyone.
All the normal women around me are either married or already have boyfriends…
while the ones around me are the kind you couldn’t even give away in a truck—
or rather, if you tried, they’d run away screaming.
“When all this is over, I want to live happily with a kind, pretty girl.”
I’m confident I can earn enough money to live comfortably—no one would envy me.
But at this rate, the moment I kill the King of the Dead, I’ll be torn into four pieces. It’s utterly bleak.
“Still… the girls’ conditions seem to be getting worse and worse.”
Mia has been relatively stable lately, but Cecilia and Scarlet were practically ready to kill someone.
If Leah—the one with the nastiest temper of them all—shows up next…
I’m seriously worried the mansion might burn down.
Truly horrifying…
Well, I’ll deal with that later.
“Haa… What about Selena?”
She’s the real enigma.
Right now, Roy can’t teleport wildly across the map like before since he lost Altarion’s Staff—but given enough time, he’ll inevitably reach the Seal Stones.
We have only two lifelines:
We must separate Selena’s body from Roy’s soul.
But even if I enter Selena’s mind and explain the true nature of the Church of Death, will she even understand?
Roy mentioned I’m an Otherworlder, which suggests he might have already revealed my secret to Selena before.
But if I’d forgotten everything, I would’ve regressed—
which implies Selena is a fanatic among fanatics.
No clear answer here.
—Knock knock.
As I was lost in these tangled thoughts, someone knocked on my door.
“Who is it?”
“It’s me, my lord.”
Recognizing Giovanni’s voice, I opened the door.
—Creeeak!
“Come in.”
“Brother! It’s an emergency!”
Giovanni was pale with fear.
“What happened?”
“The Saint… she’s clearly insane!”
He then spilled everything that had occurred earlier that day.
“So… did you tell her about Scarlet or Mia?”
“No! I only mentioned having tea alone with Lady Mia—that’s it!”
Ah… so it was you who nearly made me suffocate to death.
Remembering my harrowing moment with Cecilia, I glared at Giovanni.
“Was it you? I almost choked to death, you know.”
“Well, she demanded the full truth! That’s common knowledge even among the Heroes—
if I’d hidden it and they’d compared stories later, I’d be the one dead!”
Giovanni had a point.
“Mia, Cecilia… this is getting serious.”
“So what are you going to do, hyung?”
“Originally, I planned to flee straight to Icira’s lair after defeating Roy.”
I’d heard Leah’s magic couldn’t detect me there.
While staying hidden, I’d work on dispelling Leah’s enchantments,
and once enough time passed, I’d consider relocating—
maybe to the New Continent, the Old Continent, or even the fabled Eastern Continent mentioned in lore.
“What about Pisa?”
“The territory?”
Giovanni nodded as if it were obvious.
“You’re the Baron here! If you disappear, the land becomes ownerless—
do you really think neighboring lords will just stand by?”
“True…”
As Baron, my disappearance would turn Pisa into unclaimed land.
Without a legal owner, every surrounding noble would scramble to seize it.
Imperial law forbids invading a territory with a recognized lord—
but by implication, ownerless land is fair game.
“I’ll need to figure out what to do with the domain…”
Since I bought it, my territory had grown massively.
Selling it at full value wouldn’t be easy—
few in the entire Empire could afford such a sum.
And given the ongoing war, there might not be any buyer at all.
“Let’s think about it slowly. If it comes to it, I’ll sell it to you and accept payments in installments.”
“You’d sell it to me? Are you asking me to become Baron?”
I nodded.
“Why not? You know how everything here operates. You can govern and pay me back over time.”
After all, I’d need a lot of money once I left.
If I received large monthly payments, selling to Giovanni wouldn’t be a bad deal—
especially since he values loyalty more than most, despite appearances.
Though lately… I’ve grown suspicious.
Given how he’s been betraying me recently, maybe I shouldn’t trust him so blindly.
“Me… a Baron?”
He looked dazed, already imagining himself in the role.
“Snap out of it. That’s still far off. The real problem is… we might actually lose.”
I still hadn’t found a reliable way to defeat Roy.
“Come on! There’s that prophecy from the gods—the Adversary wins, remember?”
I cut him off sharply.
“The gods aren’t omnipotent.”
“Brother?”
“If they were truly all-powerful, they wouldn’t have created this godforsaken mess.”
They dumped this catastrophe on me and expect me to fix it?
If the gods stood before me, I’d shoot them with Equality a few times myself.
They gave me no special powers or unique traits—
which is the clearest proof of their incompetence.
If they knew the world would end if I lost, yet gave me nothing to prevent it,
their power must be limited.
Or perhaps they simply don’t care if every living thing dies.
Giovanni scratched his cheek awkwardly.
“Well, I still believe in them. They gave us divine power and magic—they’ve been kind to us.”
“But in this twisted mess… is that really kindness?”
At first, I was grateful.
I’d fallen into the world of my favorite game and prospered beyond belief.
But now, those insane girls’ affections have warped everything.
Why can’t they just leave me alone?
And Icira suggesting I seduce a fanatic on top of this?
That’s crossing a line.
I’m already drowning in dangerous love from the worst women on earth—
and now she wants me to add another? Only a madman would agree.
Save the world? Me?
How exactly am I supposed to do that?
As frustration surged, a disturbing hypothesis about the gods flickered in my mind.
Here, I’ve been forced to accept the obsessive love of dangerous women to protect the world from the Demon King.
Originally, the efficient—but foul-tempered—Resilmi party would’ve smoothly defeated the Demon King.
What about the Dragon War?
Thanks to Leah, I easily rescued Aria and reached Icira’s lair.
Without Leah, I might have died in the shipwreck—
when the Kraken emerged while I was still in my cabin, the ship was already doomed.
This… could it be that I’m truly meant to seduce Selena?
No… impossible.
Destiny is a game built on the principle that you forge your own fate.
It’s not some clichéd story where you ‘save the world by collecting girls.’
“Brother? You look tense—are you okay?”
“Ah… it’s nothing. Just had a ridiculous thought.”
The sheer absurdity of the idea made my face twist involuntarily.
“Anyway, I’ll head out now. I need to get some sleep.”
“Right. Take care, Brother. You never know when…”
Giovanni drew a finger across his throat.
“…things might go bad.”
“Haha… I’ll be careful.”
***
Alex, a Church of Death believer, had infiltrated the Imperial Capital and surveyed the city.
He looked to be in his fifties, with a plump, affable face—but the current situation deeply displeased him.
“This won’t be easy.”
The Church of Death followers had expected the King of the Dead to sweep through the capital upon his return.
Instead, everything felt uncomfortably prepared—
as if the defenders had anticipated this exact scenario.
Indeed, ever since the Demon King’s fall, Hans had been fortifying the entire Empire.
He hadn’t wasted the Heroes circling near the Demon King’s castle for no reason—
he’d known defeating the Demon King was easy.
His real focus had always been preparing for the coming age of deathless resurrection.
Now, whether from natural causes or accident, no living being truly died—
it was as if death itself had vanished.
To counter this, Hans had ordered the purification of corpses with holy water, ensuring the dead couldn’t rise.
He’d stockpiled holy water and distributed protocols to every city, village, and fortress—
all as if he’d foreseen this crisis.
Without these measures, the entire Empire might have collapsed into chaos.
And the mastermind behind it all was…
“Baron Hans…”
The very man Selena claimed to have killed.
“Lady Selena… how could you make such a mistake?”
Alex had served as Selena’s butler.
As a child, she’d gained the power to interpret prophecy scrolls.
Rising from a common orphan to the Church of Death’s elite, the Church assigned Alex to protect her—
and over time, their bond grew as close as father and daughter.
He remembered the day Selena returned from the New Continent—
her eyes brimming with tears, something he’d never seen before.
She looked fragile, like cracked glass about to shatter.
He’d feared she might betray the Church—
but that fear proved unfounded.
After all, she had become the King of the Dead.
Thus, when Selena told him she’d killed Hans and taken both Altarion’s Staff and the Trident of the Sea God,
Alex never doubted Hans was dead—
she had never failed before.
“But she failed this time…”
Alex didn’t know the details.
His eyes fixed on the Imperial military warehouse—a massive stone building.
Intelligence confirmed it held vast reserves of food and weapons.
And the sheer number of soldiers stationed there proved the intel was accurate.
Alex mentally mapped their positions.
Not easy… but it had to be done.
Destroying that warehouse would cripple the capital’s food supply—
forcing chaos upon the densely populated city.
‘So many brothers and sisters will die…’
Just recently, a message from Cardinal Davinus had arrived via carrier pigeon:
launch a terrorist strike on the capital.
The liches were sealed by Auros,
and the Church’s elite Death Knights were blocked by the Hero Party.
The King’s valiant undead legions were halted by the gods’ divine light and the capital’s thick walls.
This stalemate was a deep humiliation for the Church of Death.
Their vision was clear:
Plunge the capital into chaos, capture the Pope, and execute him horrifically—
avenging centuries of slain brothers and sisters.
‘No matter the cost… this place must be destroyed.’
Resolved to blow up the warehouse even at the price of his own life,
Alex quietly slipped away.
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