The Voice Villain
“What should I do with you?”
“P-please, spare me.”
The human Hunter stammered, trembling.
Because the debuff he’d cast on Doyun had been quite effective, it took a moment to decide.
Should he kill him in a more gruesome way as a reward for his effort, or just finish him off cleanly?
For now, the Boss Mobs in the Gallery gave Doyun that advice.
To punish him thoroughly.
So, he did.
The other Hunters, excluding this one, met a gruesome end after a fierce battle(?).
“I won’t say a word. I, I was just told to do it by those bastards. I’m innocent!”
“Don’t you feel ridiculous even saying that?”
At Doyun’s question, the Hunter faltered once before hurriedly adding,
“It’s true, it’s true! My only ability is a debuff that slows down the opponent’s feet…!”
“I got it, so shut up.”
“Mmph!”
Doyun blocked the human Hunter’s speech with his chains and tied him up tightly like a cocoon.
-Click!
He took a photo of that, too, and uploaded it to the Gallery.
‘Considering that, didn’t they attack me a bit too much?’
He had even been ambushed by a group of half-crazed Ridley on the previous floor.
As they start to struggle with their own strength, are more people considering other methods?
Is it really that much?
However, the sight of the Hunters who were ambushed and killed on the previous floor crossed Doyun’s mind.
They, too, must have never imagined they would die so pointlessly.
“Yeah.”
“Mmph, mmph…!”
The human Hunter was looking at him with desperate eyes.
Thanks to the debuff he’d cast, Doyun had truly faced a crisis, or something like it.
That was why.
-Stab!
“Gah!”
“Don’t do this in your next life.”
He cleanly announced his elimination from the Tower.
He watched the fading pupils for a moment before turning his head.
“Should I untie him?”
“Once his breath stops.”
“Okay!”
Leaving Aira’s cheerful response behind, he turned his gaze back to the Gallery.
As expected, is there nothing to be gained even by pestering them like this?
Putting his disappointment aside, Doyun began his final preparations.
‘VoiceVillain.’
Though the nickname looked like some malicious troll’s, it must possess terrible and powerful stats to match this place.
According to the information he had forcibly extracted, VoiceVillain was essentially in the position of a higher-tier version of the Parasite Mimics he had seen so far.
Since he had emphasized it several times, he had to accept that information as true.
Recalling that deeply, Doyun finally stepped into the boss room of that floor.
You have entered the boss room.
What appeared before Doyun’s eyes after stepping into another world was a massive hill.
‘A hill?’
The sight, quite different from the landscape of a ruined village, kept drawing his gaze.
A sense of incongruity.
It was certain that this was an existence that should not be here.
-Ssshhhh...
And there was a human figure on top of that hill.
A faintly glowing yellow body.
A beautiful woman was smiling gently and beckoning to Doyun.
As if she desperately wanted him to come over and be with her.
-Throb!
Resonance with the target has failed.
Ignoring the aftereffects of that, Doyun kept staring at the mysterious woman.
“Heehee.”
With a sweet laugh, she swayed her body from side to side.
Watching her, he felt as if he could be swayed by that tranquility.
‘Is that the main body?’
“Big brother.”
However, at Aira’s cold call, Doyun snapped back to his senses.
“Why.”
“Don’t go.”
Don’t go?
Don’t you have to approach to attack or do something? Still, since she once held a position of authority, he silently watched the woman on the hill’s strange behavior.
After swaying for a long time, the woman stopped.
As if feeling that the situation was not going as she had thought, she tilted her head and looked at Doyun.
Something was definitely strange.
A tranquility where no intent to attack, not even malice, could be felt.
Then, in an instant.
The ‘hill’ moved.
-Kugugugu...!
“Shit.”
The woman, glowing with a soft yellow light, gradually rose into the air.
The lower body, which had been hidden by the majesty of the hill, was connected to something long.
In a way, it looked like a fishing line.
A fishing line meant to lure the prey that was looking at her.
Defeat the Boss Monster, ‘Memoratrix’!
In conclusion, the woman was merely bait.
The true main body was the massive hill that had been hiding beneath her.
-Kujijik!
The ground cracked, and the area shook violently.
Using the moonlight as illumination, the thing that revealed its true form had a gruesome appearance similar to other Parasite Mimics.
Memoratrix.
Known by another name: VoiceVillain.
It was an absurd way to appear, fitting for a creature that lures and devours victims with tranquility.
‘I almost got into real trouble.’
He had never lost out by trusting Aira’s intuition.
“Greeee....!”
Each of the countless fangs that had grown was the size of Doyun’s entire body.
The revealed maw was so huge it took up half the hill, and the eyes and nose that sprouted behind it seemed to bizarrely mimic human ones.
“Seriously, damn it.”
He felt a sense of dissonance, remembering the existence that had been making such a fuss in the Gallery every time he encountered it.
That kept bothering Doyun.
‘First.’
-Squeeze.
Doyun gripped the Goblin Warlord’s curved sword in his right hand.
He had four potions in total.
His mana was also sufficient.
‘I can do it.’
He would be able to do it.
He just needed to keep his head straight.
The rest of the shortcomings would surely be filled by the support of the Boss Mob Gallery.
“Let’s go.”
Using ‘True Ancestor’s Memories’.
With the sensation of the young child settling onto his back as his motivation, Doyun dashed toward Memoratrix.
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“This is…”
Outside the 12th-floor boss room.
The Hunters who had newly arrived at the last minute looked at the corpses scattered around.
Every single one of them had met a gruesome end.
“I know this Hunter. I’ve seen him on the 9th floor.”
“Were you close?”
“No. I’ve only seen his face a few times.”
“Then.”
“The Hunters over here were likely a party. They were people who hung out together back then, too.”
The Hunters summarized the situation roughly.
It wasn’t a one-sided massacre of Hunters.
Considering that, the range of the strikes was clean, and everyone had been killed in an instant.
Lastly.
The corpse of the human Hunter, who had died cleanly from a single stab wound to the neck, made their conclusion easy.
Self-defense.
Someone had likely attacked, and then they had been unilaterally counterattacked by that ‘someone’.
“Who, exactly?”
At that sense of incongruity, a Hunter wondered about the identity without realizing it.
“Move aside.”
And behind them, a woman with a familiar appearance had just arrived.
Lakiya Belz.
The Hunter who had finished her special training with her sister had just arrived at the scene.