Chapter 106: Fattening the Pig for Slaughter
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 106: Fattening the Pig for Slaughter
“I’m going to thaw her out, so stop the bleeding, quick!”
“What about anesthesia?”
“We don’t need it. Just let her lose consciousness!”
“Seriously… that stupid bitch, why did she have to mess with Lady Narupa…”
“No time for complaining, Adrian. She’s the one whose mana is most compatible with the Dean’s. We have to keep her alive!”
So noisy.
Resin didn’t move an inch.
Her unfocused eyes stared blankly at the ceiling.
It was her first time seeing the ceiling of the Magic Tower.
She had always only looked straight ahead.
Not down, not to the side, not up—she had lived her life looking only forward.
Perhaps that was why.
She hadn’t realized how wide the gap was between her and Narupa, the top student. She hadn’t realized just how inferior she truly was.
To block out all senses with darkness while perfectly conveying one’s own words…
She had never heard of such delicate control.
If it were her, the best she could have done was gather mana imbued with an attribute, like a fireball, and blast it.
Ah, come to think of it, the magic that took Resin’s two legs was a massive, high-speed fireball.
They had melted away so completely that she thought her lower thighs were made of butter.
“Where is the Dean?”
“He’s facing Lady Narupa again. It seems he’s demanding an explanation for this incident, but the aura between them is so terrifying… Dammit, blood’s spraying! Block it, Adrian!”
Bitches, you talk too much while you’re operating.
Even as they mangled her raw flesh and performed various procedures, Resin accepted the pain in silence.
No matter how much it hurt, she didn’t even knit her brows.
Her body was alive, but her spirit was completely broken.
The back of the valedictorian, which she could never reach.
Alto’s gaze, which she could never be forgiven for.
The things she desired seemed impossibly distant and faint.
At the same time, she realized how arrogant she had been.
She had believed herself to be beautiful and well-spoken.
That was why, even while calling him ‘Lord Alto,’ she had subconsciously harbored the arrogance that someone like her was more than he deserved.
But she had been intimidated by Narupa’s beauty, adorned in luxury, and even more so, she despaired at her own pathetic logic, which could do nothing but repeat the same words like a parrot.
The virginity and the countless nights she had thrown away on someone like Claude.
And even the shock of learning that, on that decisive day, Alto had been watching everything from the Party House.
Above all, the fact that that very day had been Alto’s birthday.
The moment she heard it, she should have knelt on the spot and begged.
She should have begged, casting aside all pride.
She realized how absurd the thought of having him all to herself was.
The killing intent of the man she faced directly felt as if it were tearing her entire body to shreds.
And yet, that tender gaze he showed Narupa…
It was the warmth of a man she had desperately wanted.
It was frustrating.
In the end, Resin had lost to Narupa even in her eye for men.
Claude, who had become a plaything for the old maids of the royal palace.
Alto, who had the CEO of the world’s greatest corporation as his wife and was hailed as the strongest man.
Look at the caliber and the end results of the men they had each chosen.
Even more so, Alto’s future was only going to get more brilliant.
Tears flowed.
She wanted to enter his harem.
She wanted to rise to a position where no one could look down on her, and look down on others instead.
That was why she joined Mirei’s party and became a Hero-rank adventurer…
But even that rank hadn’t been achieved through her own strength.
It was all accomplished through Alto’s support.
Created through Alto’s investment and devotion.
Then, what am I?
Emptiness and futility.
Everything felt meaningless.
[Are you giving up?]
‘Who…?!’
A voice suddenly echoed.
It was Narupa.
Chills ran down her spine.
Despite the fact that she was in this state, despite having moved to a different floor of the Magic Tower, Narupa had planted a remnant of her consciousness to monitor her.
Even though Silone had clearly said Narupa was meeting with the Dean!
[Resin, I’ve obtained discretionary power from my husband regarding your disposal.]
‘Leave me alone!’
[Why should I? Unfortunately, you haven’t given us enough entertainment yet.]
‘What?’
[When you kill a bug, it’s only fun to watch if it squirms a little.]
Darkness began to crawl up from beneath her eyes.
That terrifying darkness that had stripped her of all sensation was trying to consume her again.
Resin begged and begged to the remnant of Narupa.
‘Save me, save me! I’m already a cripple with only one arm left, what more do you want?’
[Extinction. Complete extinction. And the bone-deep regret and pain for looking down on us and touching what is ours!]
‘I’ve already been punished! I’m already beyond recovery!!! Leave me alone, just leave me alone!’
[Are you giving up?]
‘Leave me…’
However, Narupa’s darkness tightened its grip on Resin even more.
As half of her vision was already stained black, Resin’s body trembled violently, and she coughed up blood.
“What is this? Why is she doing this all of a sudden?”
“She’s vomiting blood! Should we perform a laparotomy?”
The Dean’s two lovers, unaware of what was happening inside Resin, could only panic.
[If you’re a bug that can’t even squirm, I’ll just crush you and brush you off.]
‘Please don’t do this! I’ll apologize! I said I’ll apologize!’
[For what?]
‘I… I apologize for daring to challenge Lady Narupa. I’ll never do it again. I’ll never do it again, so please…!’
[And for hurting my husband?]
‘It was because I was stupid… hic… I was a stupid bitch… I shouldn’t have slept with that impotent prick… it was all because of Mirei…!’
[Oh?]
‘No! No! Mirei is Mirei, but I was wrong too. I was wrong. Please save me!’
[Hmm.]
To the desperately pleading Resin, Narupa muttered indifferently.
[How boring.]
‘Ugh! Mmph…!’
Her vision went pitch black.
Her senses were cut off.
Her body shuddered, and the blood vessels in her eyes didn’t just bulge—they burst, staining them crimson.
Finally, driven by spite, Resin struggled and screamed.
‘You crazy bitch! What more do you want? What more do you want?! As if I’d die like this—!!!!’
These were all things happening inside Resin.
To Silone and Adrian, it only looked like Resin was trembling on her own.
‘I absolutely won’t die! I won’t dieeee! Even if I have to offer my mouth, my pussy, and my backdoor to Lord Alto, I’ll win back his heart. I’ll do anything he wants! You think I’ll lose? You think I’ll lose?!’
Now that the hope of living normally had vanished, Resin lashed out in every way possible.
Starting with physical thrashing, Resin eventually forced her mana to circulate, trying to push back the darkness.
It wasn’t working.
It was nowhere near enough.
But I’m going to die anyway, so just make it happen!
There is no turning back.
If the mana is being consumed, then grow thorns so it can’t be.
Analyze the nature of that darkness.
Apply it.
Clash against it.
What happened?
It’s useless.
Then analyze it again!
[Aha~ look at this?]
‘Kuaaaaaagh!’
Resin strained with a shout full of power that didn’t sound like it came from a woman.
I’ll do it, I’ll do it, I’ll do it!
I will survive no matter what.
As long as you survive, there is always a chance!
And so,
Resin finally did it.
Flash!
With the movement and nature of the mana she had continuously analyzed and combined, the darkness flinched and then slowly began to subside.
‘I did it…!’
[Impressive.]
The remnant of Narupa’s consciousness was also surprised.
[Fine, you’ve put in some effort. As a reward, I’ll only torment you this much for a while.]
Being surprised didn’t mean she was letting her live.
She should just be grateful for the brief reprieve.
But Resin thought differently.
‘Don’t make me laugh! I’ll show you I can survive. I’ll survive, restore these limbs, and show you me having sex with Lord Alto right in front of your face. I will definitely become the best and stay by the side of the best man!’
[……]
Narupa’s consciousness said no more.
Thinking she had won, Resin was intoxicated by the sense of victory and circulated her mana even more.
She had completely adapted to the darkness.
She pushed it back and back until she could gather it into a single point on her remaining body.
‘Hehehehe, huhuhuhuhaha…! I won! I won! Narupa Diberuper! I haven’t lost yet!’
Whirring
Slip!
“Ah!”
“Whoa there! Be careful! That was a very dangerous spot just now.”
As Narupa’s magic cutter grazed near a very sensitive area, the Dean cried out in shock and scolded her.
“Oh my, if you shout like that, I might get startled and cut it again.”
“I’m grateful you’re cooperating like this, Narupa.”
“Don’t mention it.”
The Dean had no other choice.
When he got angry over the Resin incident, Narupa had agreed to remove the magic stone crystals right then and there as compensation.
On top of that, the dinner with Alto Bertrand was moved up by two days.
“That was an uncharacteristic mistake for you.”
“I was doing another task at the same time.”
“You were thinking about something else?”
“Another task, another task. It’s easy, isn’t it? Like doing task A and task B simultaneously by accident.”
“It’s not easy, but I’d still like you to focus on one task.”
Narupa sighed and shrugged her shoulders.
“I know. I set the output over there to 10%, and it was funny how she started acting up.”
“You’re not focusing on this side at all.”
Because it was an easy task even without focusing.
Narupa’s competence had already reached an impossibly high level.
Being who she was, she moved to reconfirm the future she had deduced through her own hypotheses and assumptions.
“Dean.”
“What is it?”
“If the Magic Tower Dungeon is truly cleared, will the material known as magic stones disappear? Completely impossible to produce?”
“That is correct. That is why we only keep the monsters in the dungeon alive up to a precarious line. So they can be generated appropriately.”
“Where exactly is that precarious line?”
“Mwahaha, I might have to hand over the Magic Tower to whoever figures that out.”
Snap
Narupa intentionally twisted and pulled out one of the crystals.
“Oops, be careful.”
And then, she dropped a hint about her deduction.
“If you’re not careful, my husband might… cut you down, Dean.”
The Dean, catching the hint.
Liras the Greedy broke into a cold sweat.