RD | Chapter 24

“…?!”

All the iron doors of the prison opened. Yet, the mamools didn’t rush out. They seemed bewildered, unable to grasp the situation.

‘Maybe they’re scared of the werewolf…’

Ian gritted his teeth. “Sema, oil!”

“Yes!”

Now Sema knew his purpose well. Sema, the living gas station, found a bottle of liquor that the guard had been drinking and brought it to his chest. Then he changed its contents into oil.

“Throw it into the big cell!”

“Yes!” The liquor bottle Sema threw didn’t fly well and fell short of reaching the big cell.

Clang!

But it didn’t matter.

Oil is a liquid. It has the property of flowing. The oil trickled down, seeping into the big cell. Before the mamools gathered there could understand what was happening, Ian shot a fire arrow at that spot.

Whoosh!

Flames and smoke billowed up with a terrible roar.

Kiiieeeek!

The mamools, driven by their survival instincts, rushed out of the cell all at once.

Ian used his skill to prevent them from attacking him.

‘<II-Je>!’

Kyaaak!

The mamools clashed with each other, biting and trying to find an escape route.

‘Got it.’

No, not yet…

The werewolf, driven by instinct, was still relentlessly targeting Louise. He grabbed the werewolf’s arm, flipped over, and shouted.

“Lord Ian! I’ll hold it back! You go first!”

“Stop talking nonsense and dodge!”

Sema ran to Ian’s side. Exhausted from being locked in the cell, he could barely hold the girl properly. The girl’s feet dragged on the floor. Ian quickly lifted her onto his shoulder and commanded everyone.

“Run!”

The demons sitting in the coliseum heard a loud noise from below.

“The attendant isn’t doing his job properly, so nothing’s going right. It’s noisy.”

“You’re the one being noisy.”

As they growled, the noise didn’t subside. Instead of stopping, it caused the floor to vibrate with dust.

“…!”

The demons who had come here all knew what was below the coliseum. Wasn’t it a prison holding mamools, humans, and dangerous species for their entertainment?

‘Is it a riot?’

‘A trap?’ they thought.

Demons were a suspicious race. They didn’t even trust each other. Naturally, they suspected their master, the Demon Duke, who had gathered them here but hadn’t shown up. Did he know this would happen? Or perhaps, was he orchestrating it?

They moved according to their instincts.

“Is it a trap?!”

Among them were those who couldn’t hold back their grudges against each other.

If it was a trap, it would be the other’s doing.

Two southern demons with bad blood between them clashed.

Boom!

The colosseum began to collapse.

The mamools engulfed in flames rushed towards the exit in droves. They tried to escape the semi-basement prison by going upwards recklessly. Even the few demons who weren’t confused got caught up in the riot of mamools climbing the audience seats.

“How dare you!” the Grand Duke doesn’t appear. This must be a trap. The demons unleashed their suppressed bloodlust and went wild.

Boom! Crash!

‘They fight well enough without using skills from here on.’

Ian and his party escaped, leaving the exploding coliseum behind.

But the girl hanging on Ian’s shoulder started to sniffle.

“Is she crying?”

“Yes, she’s crying, Lord Ian.”

Louise replied nonchalantly.

“Why is she crying?”

“I had to bring the mister. He protected me…”

“Kid, stop squirming. I feel like my shoulder’s going to dislocate.” Ian spoke the truth.

“I’m Momisia.”

Even in this situation, the girl corrected her name.

“Yeah, Momisia. You’re Momisia, right?!”

Ian almost dropped her.

“Kyah!”

Ding!
[Character]
‘Witch’ Momisia (★★★★☆)

Reputation
Witch, Enchanter, Cunning

Skills
Enchant: LV.5
Craft: LV.5
Appraisal: LV.5
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‘4-star Enchanter Momisia!’

She was a playable character.

He hadn’t recognized her from her adult appearance. That Momisia was this young in this timeline?

Her greatness wasn’t just that.

The eternal friend of beginners, the hope of the crafting community, Momisia.

With that title, all explanation about her was complete.

She was a character perfectly optimized for defense, existing solely for beginners!

And there was another reason she was a beginner character. Not only her own skill tree but also…

Momisia struggled.

“What are you doing? You should treat a child with care!”

“You’re right… Wait, what’s the name of the werewolf you were with?”

“Contacca! He’s not a werewolf, he’s my family!… Like an uncle!”

Momisia stopped struggling and answered swiftly.

“…!”

‘He’s right!’

He hadn’t recognized him in his current mamool-like appearance, but he was right. Indeed, the 4-star character, ‘The Last Werewolf’ Contacca!

How could a weak enchanter be a beginner character? It’s because Contacca is by her side.

In other words, in this game, choosing Momisia means the character Contacca comes as her protector. In short, it’s the Momisia & Contacca route.

‘Starting with two 4-star characters.’

Isn’t it harder to ruin a game like this?

Ian thought.

‘Can I leave them behind?’

4-star heroes?

Of course, if Ian could do such a thing, he wouldn’t have been stuck playing this terrible game for three years since its release.

Ian stopped.

“Let’s go back!”

“Huh?”

“…?!”

Not only Louise but also Sema was surprised.

“They’re family, right? We should rescue them.”

“…!”

Ding!
[People think of you as a benevolent ruler.]
[People are worried about your mental state!]

‘…’

Who’s the one with the second remark?

Anyway, Ian brushed off the status window that only irritated his mind.

‘If that full moon is magical, it could be dispelled with magic.’

The system is never wrong. And Ian’s biological clock sensing the system is never wrong either. Then, that full moon must have been made by some special means.

Even with all the chaos upstairs, the moon didn’t warp or disappear. Seeing it remain in place, it must be either a mage concentrating on casting magic or using a magical item.

‘Find and smash or defeat it.’

Ian decided.

“Look at the coliseum! Among the fighting demons in the audience seats, find one who’s doing nothing!”

“There are… too many!”

Sema was shocked.

“Find him! He’s the one who saved you!”

“…!”

Sema concentrated with his eyes wide open. <Water Mirror> was useless here. It could only reflect the appearance of someone he knew. He couldn’t reflect an unknown person or object. Sema had to look with his eyes.

Then something odd caught his eye. A frozen janitor, doing nothing, crouched in a corner.

“Lord Ian, this scared janitor… can’t be it, right?!”

Ian looked at Sema with wide eyes. Sema’s face turned red.

“Don’t mind my stupid comment!”

“Good job!”

“?! ”

Ian pulled back his bow.

Anyway, even if he hit, it was a mamool. Ian had no qualms about shooting mamools.

Twang!

The arrow, shot strongly, didn’t hit the janitor. Not only was the aim off, but the janitor blocked it with his arm.

At that moment, the moon distorted.

“…!”

The first to act was Louise. He fired black-tipped arrows in rapid succession. Arrows coated with deadly poison pierced the janitor’s chest accurately.

Thud! Thud! Thud!

Three arrows hit in succession. The janitor howled and tore his clothes. At the same time, his muzzle elongated, eyes turned yellow and slit, and black fur swelled, transforming into a complete wolf.

Awooooo!

The black wolf howled, then dashed down the stairs like the wind toward the group.

‘The wolf jumps and bites.’

Ian remembered.

“Lord Ian! Dodge!”

He didn’t hear someone’s shout.

He had to get closer.

With his lousy archery skills, he needed to shoot from point-blank range to take down the wolf!

‘Here it comes.’

The black wolf charged swiftly. It aimed to swallow its motionless prey in one bite. At that moment, Ian’s arrow aimed precisely at the black wolf’s eye.

The light of <Purification> gathered at the arrowhead made it look like a dazzling point.

Pshh!

A long trail of light pierced the black wolf’s eye.