CHAPTER 500: REVENGE OF THE AUNTY (2/2)
“A bloodthirsty Devil like yourself has already slain dozens before coming to our villager, what more Leeder and the others?”
“Justice! Justice!”
“Get out of our village, Devil!”
“Go to hell, you murderer!”
I didn’t even get to finish explaining before those villagers quickly forgot how they almost died a few seconds back… Do they really think I won’t kill them? Have they never heard of the phrase, do not seek Death, lest he comes knocking on your door?
In all honesty, I was beginning to wonder if I had been too hasty back then. At the very least, maybe I shouldn’t have killed those bandits. However, the moment these villagers started acting up again, any shred of guilt within me disappeared. Instead, there was now a growing part of me that felt that they weren’t even worth saving.
In a lot ways, my current situation was similar to what I encountered in Plateau Villager, the difference being that I was now facing Undead instead of bandits.
Is it really impossible to get along with Humans? But I truly wish to be Human…
“Enough!” Neneth finally broke her silence with a yell. She slammed her sword loudly against the floor, and as the dust settled on that mini-explosion, a sizable hole was left in its wake. A number of rocks ended up flying towards the villagers, striking those at the forefront.
“Neneth believes that Sister Mo Na is a good person!”
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Neneth… oh my sweet, innocent Neneth… innocent to the point of almost being stupid… well, I guess that’s why she’s cute… Who would have thought that the first person to stand up for me in this spiralling mess would be the girl whom I had always written off as being naive… I’m really touched, to be honest…
“Little lady, do you think murdering someone can be forgiven so easily?” Perhaps it was because she had confirmed we won’t kill her, that aunty who labelled me a harlot not too long ago was now up to no good again. Her giant flatbread of a face first sneered at Neneth. “The person you’re trying to protect is a murderer. She killed a hundred of our villagers, and based on how she’s acting, she’s probably used to killing as well. Who knows how many have died at her hands. Perhaps thousands? Are you sure you want to cover for such a fiend?”
Neneth was at a loss for words. In the first place, she wasn’t a proficient orator to begin with. Up against a battle-hardened aunty like flatbread face, it was only natural that she would lose spectacularly. She could only repeat that same assertion that her sister Mo Na was a good person. However, such words meant nothing to the villagers.
Cornered, her opponent sought to finish her off right there and then. Seeing that, I wished for nothing more than to throw a giant fireball at that aunty’s face. But I was too late, a wave of sword energy swept across her feet, missing her toes by a mere centimeter!
“To think we have to protect people like you… How sad…”
Nicole glared icily at that aunty, then having left those words behind, turned around and walked out of the village.
Who was Nicole feeling sad for? In all likelihood, for herself…
“Wait for me, sister Nicole!”
On the verge of tears not too long ago, the innocent and pure girl that she was quickly recovered and chased after Nicole the moment she realised Nicole was off to face Umbra.
Nicole… so this is the decision you’ve come to… for a bunch of people like them…
“Nicole!”
“…” Hearing me call out to her, Nicole stopped for a moment. Her back remained faced towards me, but her long hair was currently blowing behind her in the wind. Even after all these years, she was still that beautiful, back faced to me or not…
“There’s no need to care about these people. Come with me instead.”
I tried to persuade her once more. However, her hesitation barely lasted a second before she shook her head and continued forward… do you really have to go that far for them…