Doll Jo-a (1)
“This damn bastard… not this.”
I am no longer an Elder Lich but a normal human… rather, Ha Yuna who returned as a cute little sister.
So now, I should choose and use only words that match my status and appearance, not vulgar curses.
“Huu… You held back well, Ha Yuna? You were really great at learning how to let go of anger. This isn’t Barzena.”
I praised myself for enduring my anger and started scrolling through the community again.
And.
“Hah… I already spewed out all the swear words and then held back? That’s really weird… Kuek!!”
“Shut up. Alkerniman, are you really trying to achieve nirvana?”
Alkerniman, who had been chatting noisily beside me without a care, got smacked on the back by Mordane.
Like a garbage bag that’s beyond recycling, he was scooped up by Mark Two and tossed into the gate.
Of course, quietly, so as not to draw the attention of my deranged master Ha Yuna.
The comments from the users were all over the place—some vague, some laughing at the misfortune, some claiming to know something for sure.
I felt a slight unease in this situation, but one thing was clear.
The bastard who was the association president was a person who didn’t deserve to live.
How was it that over five hundred comments had poured in and not a single one offered condolences or sympathy?
Everything I scanned was filled with “good for him” or speculation about who the next president would be.
“I felt a bit uneasy because I couldn’t confirm it myself… but it’s good.”
When I only heard Mark Two’s report and killed him, I should have double-checked myself.
Now that I was Ha Yuna, not an Elder Lich, I didn’t want to commit murder anymore.
So I had a tiny bit of lingering regret, but it was fortunate that the bastard really didn’t deserve to live.
“Sigh… I hope you find some peace even in hell.”
After giving him the short eulogy no one else would, I immediately started searching for new posts.
And before long, I found another post whose reactions I was curious about.
“Kuaaaak!! My eyes!!”
I covered my eyes with both hands and shouted.
“Ugh, you damn bear country bastards!! When you come into the Korean community, leave comments in Korean!!”
I didn’t fully understand why the collection of cutting-edge science, that System, couldn’t add even a simple real-time translation function, but from the vibe, it was clearly not good news.
After shouting at the world for a moment, I suddenly wondered if Mark One was rescuing Doll Jo-a right now.
I immediately sent a message to my most loyal subordinate via communication magic.
***
[Can you hear me, Mark One? Is Doll Jo-a being rescued?]
“Wait a moment.”
Mark One, suddenly called by his master’s communication magic, instantly wiped out dozens of A-rank monsters charging at him.
After that, he reported while glancing at the trembling female student crouched behind him.
“Y-yes… um… how do I explain this… First, I did rescue Doll Jo-a…”
[Rescued? Then what? Were the monsters too strong?]
“No, that’s not it…”
Mark Two looked at the still-trembling female student with a troubled expression and continued his report.
“Y-yes… I suppose I should say Doll Jo-a deceived us. She told a little lie.”
[A lie? Did those bastards really turn out to be the awakened hunters you mentioned earlier?]
“No, that’s not it… I just told a very minor lie and was worried about how to report it to my master.”
[…I see. Tell me.]
Mark One confirmed that Ha Yuna’s voice had become calm and looked at the female student with a troubled gaze before using the communication magic again.
“Huu… As you know, Doll Jo-a said she and her friends entered an A-rank gate together in the community and got trapped.”
[Yeah, about six people showed up in the photo.]
“But when I personally went to check, the six people besides Doll Jo-a herself were all dolls created by Doll Jo-a using her own abilities.”
[…So you’re saying Doll Jo-a thought if I knew she was alone, I wouldn’t come to rescue her, so she pretended to be surrounded by many people with dolls? Once I saw through it, there was only one real person who needed saving?] [11]
“Very accurate. As expected, my master is smart.”
[Hah, I’m not that smart… but anyway, you rescued her, right? Then besides you and Doll Jo-a, there are no other people there?] [11]
Mark One spread his senses over the entire gate to check every living being’s reaction.
He confirmed there was not a single living being reaction and raised his hand to his temple again.
“There are none. The dungeon’s owner has already been exterminated, so the gate will close soon. What should I do?”
[Hmm… Since it was really dangerous, I can’t say she completely deceived us. Since there’s something to talk about, bring her to our house.]
“Understood.”
[Good. See you soon.]
Mark One confirmed the communication magic had ended and looked down at Doll Jo-a, who was still sitting in terror.
“My master wishes to meet you for a moment.”
“M-master…? Are you talking about the NecroEmpress…?”
“Yes. She wants to ask you something. I will take you to her place for a while. You’re not dissatisfied, are you?”
“N-no, of course not.”
Jin Yeo-ul swallowed a dry gulp, grabbed the hand Mark One extended, and stood up.
She looked at the aftermath of the disaster he had left behind.
The monsters who had been playing with the dolls she had made as if they were toys just moments ago were now lying there as cold corpses.
“If I don’t listen, I’ll end up like that too… right?”
She was truly grateful he had saved her life, but she felt a little reluctant to follow.
But she knew very well she had no choice, so she slowly followed behind Mark One.