Chapter 136
Chapter 136
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Translator: Vine
Chapter: 136
Chapter Title: Where Have We Met Before?
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"Have we met somewhere before?"
[Daddy. Wear this.]
"Pretty."
[Right?]
"Yeah."
I smiled as I put on the flower crown Levatein had woven from the flower field. Levatein smiled back and reached out to me.
Now it was pure reflex to pick her up. Seeing that bright, unclouded smile unique to a child made something in me feel healed.
"Good. This flower crown's our treasure starting today—gonna take it home."
[Treasure?]
"Something super precious."
[Really?]
I nodded, and Levatein buried her face in my chest. Her little body shivered with joy.
She was so cute I couldn't help petting her head.
"I'm wearing one too, so that's two treasures now. Treasures must duplicate."
Nice. With Levatein's on her, that's three.
I readjusted the slightly small treasure on my head and squatted in the flower field, explaining bugs and things to Levatein. Curious as ever, Raphael plopped down beside me to listen in.
Why were we doing this? We had about thirty minutes to kill. Time before the treasure hunt, so I was playing with Levatein.
Justitia had been closed for a while—no real chances to play outside. So yeah, playtime.
You've got to seize the opportunity. Sounds like some lame dad excuse, but facts don't care.
When else would I play if not now?
[Daddy.]
Mid-explanation, Levatein tugged my collar.
She raised her arm while nestled in my hold—first time for this, so I just watched.
"Signal for a piggyback ride since she's doing it hugged up. My instincts say so."
That it? I glanced at the little blonde head again; she nodded. Piggyback though...
Checked for people around, then reluctantly hoisted her for a ride and strolled the flower field.
Raphael trailed behind, chattering away, while Levatein squealed with delight.
"Raphael, close your eyes walking and you'll trip."
"Why? Ground's flat as can be."
"You never listen. Take after half of Levatein."
"Levatein's polite 'cause she takes after me~"
Hah. Blew a raspberry at the sheer nonsense. Nothing beats asking the source.
"Levatein. Who d'you like more—Daddy or Mommy?"
[Daddy!!]
See?
"Seong-hoon, put Levatein down. I'll ask her piggyback-style."
"That's cheating."
"You just admitted it?!"
Nope~ I plugged my ears and kept walking, but Raphael yanked my arm away and whispered right in.
Before long, our noisy flower field outing wrapped up amid the speaker blare.
I turned to the black cat.
"Lachesis."
Our stage now.
We split up with Raphael to search. I'd follow Lachesis's lead, while she went solo.
Most efficient that way. If she snagged even one while I got three, net win.
Flower crowns? All tucked in Inventory. Have Benia preserve 'em with magic later.
Anyway, full throttle now—usual gear equipped.
Planned to unequip for sports day, but treasure hunt? Different story.
New event, details fuzzy, but obvious: real action kicks off after finding treasure.
Pendant and ring stayed on for surprise attacks.
Chasing Lachesis's lead just like that.
[Farthest treasure first? What nya.]
"Standard play: hit farthest methodically. Locations all mapped."
What if midway snag, nya? Fair point, but not happening easy.
Not just anyone—Rosarinne hid 'em. Ordinary spots or tricks? Nah, magic-sealed for sure.
Puzzles to crack, conditions met to claim.
But me? Useless. Know the spot, magic slides right off.
Others puzzle-solving? Straight-line sprint and yoink. Hence farthest first.
[There nya.]
Long sprint later, spotted it. Lachesis pointed—a rooftop perch.
Screamed puzzle: gather hints, trigger spot, treasure pops. No time though.
Blue windows flared; vision warped. As expected—blue anomaly churning midair.
Pulled Practice Scythe from Inventory, aimed, hurled.
Throwing Correction
Activated
Shoved incoming blue spam aside; bolted under scythe's path.
Dim alley, but I'm no kid—fear? Nah.
Upward gaze sprint. Snag treasure, track scythe bounce.
But even head craned, senses screamed.
Pendant. Blue one at my neck pulsed. Vision flooded blue windows.
Dropped gaze—
Fingers lunged at my face. Not normal—nails blade-sharp, stab-grown, skin-crawling keen.
No dodge. Stabbed clean. Brain screamed—
[Nya.]
Cat's chirp; trajectory twitched. Eyes tracked claw.
Grazed my cheek like ripping flesh. Heart jackhammered—proof I lived.
"Dodged that?"
Sweet voice; green-haired woman slid into view.
Green locks, red eyes, fang-sharp canines. Familiar face, glaring.
No pause—dropped. Booted the close bitch back, standoff locked.
"Hey."
"Yeah. I'm back. Thought me dead, huh?"
Greenie smirked vile. Alluring grin, but mouth froze. Why—
"Have we met somewhere before?"
No clue why attacked. Lived clean. Lachesis sighed at my ask, spilled.
[That sewer vampire, nya.]
Her? Still kicking? No body check. Cubed her to steak—how verify?
Ultimate insult: mistaken identity, name mix-up, or total blackout.
I pulled the worst. Scratched nape, probed.
"What now. Sorry. Hey. Names? Lee Seong-hoon—"
"Die!!"
Irrelevant much?
"Something's off."
[For sure. Way faster, nya.]
Exactly. Nodded from robe shadows, dodging strikes.
Last clash win? One reason: her guard down.
Pureblood regen faith, deemed me harmless—reckless rush, done.
Now? Wise. Knows I kill. Demon minion too.
But more. Speed jacked—incomparable. Short gap, what hell?
Regen from chunks alone should've lagged.
"How even alive?"
[No clue, nya.]
Mystery. Tapped headband. Nada—few more taps, mind-voice echoed.
[Ugh... Daddy?]
"Levatein. Up. Fight time."
[On it.]
Snapped Inventory—Death Reaper out. Levatein slurped in seamless. Locked and loaded.
"Win this, tasty eats. Pick yours."
[Yay!]
Cheery ping; prepped robe shed. Strategy?
Old me? Bolt. Still screamed run, beg Rosarinne guard.
But.
"Behead first, think later."
Dragging her tanks sports day.
Ends here. Mask on, robe flung.
Back exposed, duh. No flinch—ambush boost, scythe whipped.
Blade arced. Blue spam veiled; neck-straight trajectory.
Blazing edge sheared neck. Bone snapped ignored; greenie twisted, eyed back.
Red glare locked. Chills erupted. She grinned at me.
"Found you."
Behead, no spray. Head sailed—black gunk spewed, not blood.
Linked neck-stump, sutured instant. Face stayed rear-facing.
Grotesque. Back-view, yet face-on. Disconnect defied words.
Scene defied logic. Got it, brain rebelled.
Frozen—green claw seized my neck. Wall-slammed.
Wrenched my face.
CRACK—!!! CRUNCHCRUNCHCRUNCH—!!!
Unhuman neck racket. Vampire or not, post-that? Limp. She smirked casual.
"Shocked? Craved that look."
"So the stunt?"
"Oh. Guessed? Off this?"
Nothing demoed. Licked chops. Pale tongue trailed lips.
Finger neared. Nail pricked shoulder.
"Poke, dead. Why patsy-easy? Wasn't scrub. Braced epic brawl."
Greenie puzzled stare. Twirled stab-finger, head cock—then cackle.
"Whatever. Dead meat. Rag fetish? Final words?"
Plenty. Brain-fried, ignored spinner, spat.
"You."
"Yeah?"
"Went demon?"
"Nailed it!! How? Fresh pact, no tells!!"
True. Psycho. Vampire demon? Never heard. Pureblood? Demon?
Balance patch fail? Old me gripes. I laughed. Maniac mirrored.
"Snapped!!"
"Yup. Demon pureblood. Loss normal."
"Right! Love that defeat grace!!"
"But now?"
Green cockhead. Cuckoo? eyes—I grinned steady.
"Got archdemon-killer weapon."
"Wha—"
BOOM—!!!!!!!!!
Cut mid. Greenie vaporized.
Blonde tresses whipped vision instead. Wind-borne sweet scent needled nostrils.
"What? No-show at meetup, tracked you. Toying with a demon!!"