Chapter 82
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 82
Chapter Title: Ameris's Night
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As Baek A-rin said, there's no doubt these kids are the key to clearing the dungeon.
'But the question is what to do and how.'
The dungeon's clear condition was "chasing the girl."
If that girl meant these kids, probably.
"Maybe the act of chasing is what's important..."
I muttered, and Baek A-rin spoke up.
"For now, shouldn't we just do what the kids want?"
"Do as they want?"
She replied to my puzzled question.
"If, as you said, someone intentionally created this dungeon, then this situation doesn't feel meaningless."
"A story scripted by someone?"
Baek A-rin nodded at my words and answered.
"Exactly. It's a story made by someone, and we have to play along to move it forward."
She was saying we should be the extras in this play.
Baek A-rin was right.
With no other answers right now, it was a reasonable take.
No other methods came to mind besides advancing the story.
Baek A-rin crossed her arms, furrowing her brow in thought.
"But still, what should we do first?"
It was about how to properly role-play this dungeon.
Once I felt confident about what needed doing, the path forward became clear.
'So it's a play, huh...'
If the seemingly important character Sellus had been scammed, there was only one thing for us to do.
I answered Baek A-rin with confident conviction.
"What are you worrying about? Let's start by raiding that damn bakery, and the answers will come."
Dozens of minutes after leaving the church and heading toward the bakery.
Sellus asked with a worried look on her face.
"I-Is it okay? Those guys are super big and strong, right?"
Sellus, hiding behind Erina and speaking to me.
How was a foreigner like her so personable?
As I thought that and opened my mouth to reassure her, Baek A-rin beat me to it.
"Don't worry. That uncle over there might not look it, but he's surprisingly insanely strong."
"That's right! That uncle's super strong."
"Why am I the only uncle?"
At this rate, shouldn't I at least be "oppa"?
They're calling themselves "unnie," so why am I stuck as "uncle"?
I thought to myself while grumbling inwardly.
Sellus replied as I sulked inside.
"But your eyes..."
"What's wrong with our eyes?"
"W-Well, if the eyes are cloudy..."
Erina asked with pure curiosity, but Sellus trailed off.
Her cautious tone.
I didn't know much about vampire culture, but maybe an individual's strength was determined by how clear and red their eyes were.
From Sellus's perspective, we must look pretty off.
'I wonder how it'd go if Kang Hwa-yeon were here.'
With Kang Hwa-yeon's eyes like molten lava burning bright, they might actually buy it here.
As those trivial thoughts crossed my mind, the other girl we'd seen in that church-like building suddenly popped into my head.
'Come to think of it, her eyes were pretty red too.'
We'd tried to bring her along with Sellus, but she'd seemed terrified to step outside.
Sellus had earnestly insisted she couldn't see sunlight.
Compared to Sellus, who strolled fine in the daylight, or the other villagers, she seemed much closer to the classic vampire image.
'There's something going on with her.'
Thinking back, her eyes weren't just red—they were incredibly clear, a deeper crimson than even Kang Hwa-yeon's.
That would mean the kid was pretty strong.
But the scars covering her body nagged at me.
'She seemed to be hiding them.'
It didn't look like outright abuse, since the church appeared to house just her and Sellus.
Sellus apparently hadn't noticed the scars.
Well, it was all just my speculation anyway—I couldn't say for sure.
In the midst of that, Sellus pointed at a building and said,
"Th-There."
Baek A-rin lightly flicked her forehead at that.
"Ow! Why..."
"Polite speech."
"Th-There it is."
Sellus switched to polite speech in an instant at Baek A-rin's expression.
She must've been raised strictly—her manners training was on point.
More importantly, "there," huh.
According to Sellus, even though she'd paid, they hadn't given her any bread and had mocked her instead.
On top of that, they'd tried to pin the disappearance of some previous loaves on her.
If it was true, they were hopeless scum with no saving.
'Guess we have to go in and sort it out properly.'
Worst case, it might come to blows, but what could we do?
I had no idea how strong vampires were, but for now, it was the best option.
'This might even be the clear condition.'
With that in mind, I pushed open the bakery door.
One chubby, mean-looking little boy.
And a skinny man with a nasty vibe who looked like his dad.
'First impressions are trash.'
I could read faces decently.
These guys screamed lowlife thugs from the jump.
'Still, gotta talk first.'
As I thought that and went to speak, the chubby boy pointed at Sellus and yelled,
"What the—it's that mongrel from before!"
Mongrel?
A quick side-eye at the boy and his dad's eyes—both a vivid red.
Mongrel, huh. Didn't sound like a flattering term.
Sellus grabbed Erina's hem tight and ducked behind her at the boy's sneering tone.
The man who seemed to be his father approached and said,
"Haha, here to buy something?"
Baek A-rin's guess had hit the mark.
Unlike the guys outside, he clearly recognized us.
This dungeon definitely had a storyline.
'Coming to these guys was the right call, anyway.'
"I heard Sellus paid but didn't get her bread."
The owner glanced puzzled at Sellus, then grinned again.
"Sellus? Oh, you mean that dimwit half-breed?"
"One time only. True or not?"
I narrowed my eyes as I spoke, and the man snickered in response.
"You can't seriously believe that filthy bitch, right?"
His son followed up, striding toward Sellus.
"Hey! Mongrel. Where'd you stash the pureblood?"
Sellus replied in a tiny, shrinking voice.
"I-I don't know anything...!"
The boy started mocking her.
"Your parents hid it, didn't they? Just like the liar's daughter you are. Should've burned up with your mom and dad."
"Pureblood?"
I shot back at the boy, and he got even more excited, blabbing away.
"What, you don't know, uncle? Her dad hid a pureblood and got torched for it."
The boy cackled as he answered.
His dad chuckled along.
"Well, that's the situation..."
"What kind of situation is that?"
The man eyed my face at my irritated tone, then spoke like he'd spotted something.
"What, you guys are mongrels too?"
He waved his hand dismissively.
"What a waste of time. Outsiders, huh? Don't you know what happens when mongrels like you get uppity?"
"No clue."
He leered disgustingly at my response, glancing behind me.
"The mongrel bitches you're dragging around are pretty cute, though. That bitch's mom was the same back then."
Sellus let out a scream like something had just clicked for her.
"I'll kill you!"
Erina barely held her back and spat,
"These fucking shits...!"
"Hold up."
Listening to the boy, the situation started clicking into place.
The "pureblood" he mentioned had to be the girl from the church next to Sellus.
Pureblood was a term that made sense.
She definitely looked more vampiric than the others.
So Sellus was hiding her for some reason?
'But why hide her?'
"Hide" felt off—not like kidnapping or anything.
One thing was clear: it wasn't Sellus they wanted to harm, but the ones hunting Sellus who were after the girl.
The moment my thoughts reached a conclusion, I spoke.
"I've got the gist of what I wanted to know."
Erina, furious, charged at the boy like she was about to scream her head off.
"What? Mongrel coming at me? Dad, looks like she wants to serve us."
Disgusting words that you wouldn't believe came from a kid's mouth—right as Erina, veins bulging, took a step forward.
"YOU! Apologize to Sellus right now.... Sh-Shit?"
Left foot forward, coiled to spring.
Right foot pulled back.
Toe precisely twisted toward the gut.
No need to hold back.
It'd stop on impact anyway.
Bunny Hop - Soccer Kick ver.
Pang-!
My right toe sank perfectly into the boy's soft belly.
It roared with a boom, bouncing him off the shop wall multiple times.
The boy clutched his gut in agony.
"Keuheuk..."
Couldn't even breathe right—drool spilling as he gasped raggedly.
"Yup, goal."
Baek A-rin and Erina gaped at me with stunned eyes.
"Kim Si-woo, what the hell?!"
"SHIT."
What else? Education.
I couldn't stand kids.
Especially disobedient ones.
Fat ones even more.
And among those, bullies who tormented others needed discipline.
I summed up my child-rearing philosophy bluntly.
"Spoiled brats need a good spanking."
Five more to go.