Vol 2 Chapter 11 (1/2)
LEVEL 2: Everything is Precious, Nothing is Replaceable
Chapter 11: Leave this to Me
Aren’t I awesome?
fuck yes I’er than Jesus Wait, who’s Jesus? Um, the Black God? Skulheill? Whatever, doesn’t matter I’m still the shi+t
‘Cause I’m not dead yet
Ranta huffed a heavy sigh Even for the genius of Lord Ranta, however, this ht have been a bit too … kind of looked that way Sort of Like it was THE END Maybe
It’s not as if the thought failed to cross his mind
He started to shi+t himself Except not really Okay, maybe he did Just a little
But thewas that he was still alive It was a ’s wrong with boasting about it He felt like coent being in the world should be co the crap out of Lord Ranta
“…Ain’t that right, Zodiak?” Ranta asked, turning to the purple-blackish de by his face
Demons were servants of the Black God Skulheill, suic spell [DARK INVITATION] A de on the nuht has amassed, and Ranta’s demon resembled a headless human torso, with two pits in the chest area for eyes, belohich was a great slit of a mouth
{Nope, nope, nope nope nope, not at all, nope nope…} the demon hissed
Zodiak’s mouth rippled when he talked and his voice sounded like nuotten used to it, it had been quite disturbing—and even now that sooosebumps
“Fine It’s still better having you here than being alone…”
{Wimp, wimp, wimp… wimp imp… imp… imp imp… imp imp imp imp imp…}
“Oy You changed it to ‘imp’ at the end”
{Imp, imp, imp… Eeeehehehehehe… imp… hehehe… imp imp imp…}
“Quit it already” Ranta raised a hand to give the deood smack, but as soon as he did, Zodiak floated up and out of reach
{Eeeehehehe… ehehehe… ehehehe… imp imp imp… eeeehehehe…}
“God daed his knees to his chest and pretended to cry But Zodiak failed to respond to the bait, so Ranta gave up and said instead, “Whatever I can’t believe I made it back to the fourth stratum…”
Yes, Ranta was no longer on the smithy-like fifth straturicultural sector How the hell he ed to make it out of that God-awful o up the ladder first and then it was run, run, run for his life until he came across a different sink well by chance
He recalled kicking down a number of kobolds as he clied to follow hiate to one of the anirats inside panicked andhis pursuers
It wasn’t a perfect plan, but Ranta thought it was better than nothing After that, he weaved his way in and out of pigrat and pigwor kobolds off his trail little by little, until the last one was out of sight And now here he was In a pigworworms
Just Ranta, Zodiak, and a mass of the creatures
“Wait… what if…”
He poked one of the pigworms No response So then he patted it with the pal
“Nice Awesome”
If that was the case, then… he tried giving its thick skin a sharp pinch The pigworlared at Ranta with black, droopy eyes that were half buried in its body and ufuu at him
“D-don’t be mad…”
Gufuu! Gufuu!
“Whoa—wait, quit it already! Don’t… rub yourself against my face! E…”
Bufuu… bufufu… gufuu!
“No, don’t—lick… gross… And what the hell is up with your tongue? Feels like fricking sandpaper…”
Fuu… gufuu… fuufuu… fuu… fuu…
The pigworm started to nestle up to him Ranta tried to shove it away, but couldn’t It was very strong He couldn’t get hirapped itself around hi on even tighter But when he tried staying still, the pigworm calmed doith him