Chapter 26 (1/2)

Chapter 26

”Tch… only this amount?”

”Yes… this is the last of my savings…” I knelt at the feet of the corn cob, and dared not raise my trembling head to look at the handsome face of the demonized Dairo.

”Tch… Poor b.a.s.t.a.r.d…” After corn cob Dairo expectorated a mouthful of spit, he counted the coins that was taken away from me once again with a face of disdain for my existence at the same time.

You were… You were clearly a person that is gentle and kind before… Why is it that your alternate personality terrifies people so much!

A while ago, I thought you were a saint chosen by G.o.d, a saint that will bless this beautiful world.

But now, that image has magnificently collapsed.

Although it can be said that it was me that broke your stuff… but there's no reason for you to be furious until such an extent right? Besides… I did not break the machine on purpose!

However, the current situation with Dairo has enlightened me on a principle.

[When faced with violence, any attempt to reason is just courting death.]

Villains die because they spent too much time speaking, protagonist die because they doesn't back away from fights.

Hence, for the sake of my life, I surrendered.

No, no, no… I did not actually surrender, this is what I'd call following one's heart.

I comprehended ”IT”, tolerated ”IT” mistakes, put myself in ”IT” shoes and think about this issue from ”ITS” point of view, then I chose the road of apologizing in the end.

That is because, no matter what, I am still a person with a sacred responsibility. As a apostle of the Potato G.o.ddess, isn't it my job to lend a listening ear to others' confessions?

So, after thinking it through from ”ITS” point of view, I chose to offer ”IT” redemption, I only gave ”IT” money because I was pitying ”IT”.

Yes, that was the case.

”I ask of you to spare me my life… There are still 541 wives and a bunch of unborn children waiting for my return back at home…” I slammed my head on the ground, and accepted the ravages of ”ITS” leather boot.

I am just following my heart, that's all. This is not a surrender.

”Hum…” Dairo scoffed. The bottom of the leather cowboy boot ground against my head. As if it was from a devil's steps, my head was on the verge of catching fire.

d.a.m.n it… You are definitely sent by the corn cult to a.s.sa.s.sinate me! A mere corn dares to be arrogant on the turf of the Potato G.o.ddess?! Wait until the channeling of my ULT is finished, you will see how I turn the situation around after that!

There's still about 60 millions more seconds, don't try to escape kiddo.

”Alright~ Alright~ Calm down for a while~” Right at this time, the one that stepped forward to persuade his teammate was hermit crab who has no sense of presence ever.

However, unfortunately, he has managed to worsen the situation once more.

”Huh? You still dare to interrupt, you idiotic leader?”

At least for now, Dairo lifted his foot away from my head and turned all his malice towards Lambert: ”You still owe me 127 gold coins, the cost of two meals, seven apples, eight mugs that you broke, two cloaks that were rendered useless after they got cut by your armor, a flintlock that you trampled on, 15 bullets that you lost, three concussion grenades that you wasted, and…”

”Argh!”

Under the endless barrages of crimes being listed by Dairo, Lambert's sense of presence became weaker and weaker, and soon, he lost the argument. Like a small child that had committed something awful, he crouched down with his head buried in his arms.

It's remarkable that you can remember all these… Dairo…

I see now, is this the reason why you treated everyone with kindness and care while you hated Lambert solely?