Chapter 210
Chapter 210
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 210
Chapter Title: Two Godeuks
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“Whiiiine...”
A black-haired woman suddenly pulled me into a hug.
“This is totally a light novel opener.”
She had sharp, cat-like features at a glance, but her actions were pure puppy.
The classic cold beauty heroine who's actually an innocent, adorable doggo deep down—this is prime lucky Judak material!
Or so I'd like to think.
I placed my hand on the shoulder of the black-haired woman nestled snugly against me.
“Contact? Problem.”
I was Judak.
I date the Gallery, married the Gallery, and live with the Gallery.
This kind of contact was a problem.
Back when I lived in the modern world, I'd handled things wisely using officially certified methods from an ultra-futuristic nation.
“No, don't! I don't want this, stop!”
But.
“You've got quite the grip strength.”
The black-haired woman's strength was astonishingly immense.
If she squeezed, my waist would probably snap in half like a bow.
She wasn't an ordinary person.
I wondered if she had malicious intent, but she didn't seem like it.
No matter how much I tried to pull away, she just held on tighter without forcing me into anything else.
“Uuuung.”
Did she know me?
She buried her face in my chest and rubbed her cheeks side to side like an eager puppy.
Meanwhile, cold sweat trickled down my back.
My waist could fold at any moment.
“I haven't even checked today's shitposts yet.”
A whirlwind of thoughts raced through my head.
The silver lining was that this was the heart of Kelliarton.
Even if it started like some alleyway intro scene, staying alert meant anyone in the plaza could see us.
“...!”
Just then, my eyes met those of a knight patrolling the plaza street.
Who were knights, anyway?
Beings who transcended human limits, right?
He seemed to grasp the gravity of the situation in an instant.
The knight stared at me with a shocked expression...
“Ahem... in broad daylight...”
Then abruptly turned his head away.
“No way.”
I shifted my gaze elsewhere.
Young couples strolling by or elderly spouses peeked at us with startled eyes.
“Oh my goodness.”
“Hey now, what a lovely couple—damn it!”
Did no one grasp how serious this was?
Everyone wore embarrassed expressions.
“Lord Judak...?”
Except for Dryer.
I locked eyes with Dryer, who had just emerged from a shop.
I figured Dryer would understand my plight and help out.
-Thud
Instead, Dryer dropped the book and flowers he was holding, his face drained of all color.
*
The misunderstanding cleared up faster than expected.
Dryer, who had looked utterly betrayed, soon realized the severity.
But I was still caught in her grip.
The good news was that the black-haired woman holding me listened well to what I said.
“Mind letting go now?”
“Whiiiine...”
“How about holding hands instead?”
Of course, it came with conditions.
She hated letting go, but we compromised on hand-holding.
“Lord Judak, saying something so lewd in broad daylight...!”
“Dryer, please just stay calm...”
The black-haired woman rubbed her face against me one last time, then clasped my hand tightly as we walked side by side.
And that was how we ended up at the bunker.
“So, you picked her up off the street?”
In the living room, Penny stood with her arms crossed, glaring at the black-haired woman.
“More like I got caught.”
“How am I supposed to believe that?”
I was at a loss for words for a moment.
I'd picked up both Penny and Dryer, hadn't I?
Penny cranked up the volume on the shredder cassette and took a deep breath.
“No injuries?”
“Doesn't look like she had any to begin with.”
“Not her—you, Malphite.”
At that, I checked my arms and body.
“I'm fine.”
“Good, that's a relief.”
Penny glanced at the black-haired woman.
“Then I'll just leave her outside again.”
“Huh?”
“She's dangerous. Not even human. No telling when she might attack you.”
Penny had a point.
Anyone sharing the bunker had to be someone I could trust implicitly.
Dryer, who'd helped me through crises from the early days, or Penny, who'd stuck with me from my powerless times.
But this woman didn't fit that category.
“She forcibly hugged you out there.”
“Yeah.”
“No clue when or where she might bolt. Just like no one knows if she murdered someone yesterday.”
In short, better safe than sorry.
Extreme example, but valid.
Still, I shook my head.
“Nah, no need for that.”
“Malphite!”
Penny cried out anxiously at my words, but I had my reasons for trusting.
My sense of self-preservation was higher than anyone's.
And the reason was simple.
“I know her.”
“...Really?”
“Yeah.”
She'd seemed familiar from the start.
Even from a distance, I couldn't shake the feeling that I'd seen her somewhere before.
So I'd approached on impulse.
I'd been too flustered during the hug to look properly, but I pieced it together on the way back to the bunker.
“Godeuk...”
“Huh?”
“Even-If-I-Die-Soon Vamp—she's my Padak.”
Long black hair and the world's most innocent eyes.
Her face and build had changed a bit, so I hadn't recognized her at first, but now I was certain.
“Whiiiine...”
Especially when she snuggled into my arms.
She was my Padak—Godeuk.
*
I've been imprisoned before!
“Was it Mariaka?”
I'd been locked away in Godeuk's high castle.
For what felt like an eternity, I'd lain on her bed like a corpse.
Honestly, it wasn't much different from my life now.
Except for Godeuk sticking to my side all day, every day.
“So you recognized her on instinct?”
The moment the black-haired woman hugged me, I'd felt an odd sense of familiarity.
Of course, the Godeuk I knew didn't have black hair.
“A little—no, a lot different.”
Cloudy white hair and red eyes.
Pale skin to boot.
The classic vampire aesthetic.
“She was even wearing a blood-red dress back then.”
I grabbed Godeuk Mk.2's face and stared intently.
“Uuuuing.”
Her words slurred, but she obediently tilted her head this way and that under my touch.
Inky black hair and vibrant, rosy pale skin.
“No wonder I was confused.”
You could hide the hair and eye color, but her fundamental features weren't going anywhere.
“Godeuk from her human days.”
That was the analogy.
She felt even more approachable now than the untouchable aura she'd had before.
“No, her personality's different too.”
Unlike her previous languid, dominant vibe, she now seemed heavily dependent.
Lots of strength, but plenty of fears to match.
Most importantly.
[Searching for 'Even-If-I-Die-Soon Vamp' gallog...]
[Unable to observe.]
[Irregular user.]
She wasn't showing up in Gallery searches.
No galler had ever failed to appear in searches before.
Users only vanished from the Gallery when they died.
“No one to ask about this...”
But where was this?
A place overflowing with info posts amid the shitposts—the Gallery.
Just in case, I posted.
Finding gleaming gold amid piles of crap—that's the Gallery for you.
[Title: Seriously Told You to Chill But You Don't Listen Lol]
Writer: Judak*
(Cat staring straight ahead gif)
Can a person just suddenly change?
Ran into someone I hadn't seen in ages, but they seem like a total stranger ㅇㅇ;
Less chatty, vibe's all soft and round now
Feels unfamiliar anyway—any gallers know who?
[Recs 9999+] [Diss 95]
- Why are you doing this...
- Isekai Judak shitposting in the gallery again
- -ju-
- I'm an archmage, looks like fission to me
ㄴ Judak*) ?
ㄴ Overly clashing natures collided so hard they split into two
ㄴ Haven't witnessed it myself tho ㅇㅇ
“Oh, that tracks?”
ㄴ Archmages don't talk like that
ㄴ Basement-dwelling archmage incoming lol
ㄴ Ugh! Quit rotting away at home and come eat already!
No real credibility, though.
But no reason not to buy it either.
Odds of an archmage popping into comments to explain theory vs.
“Some average soul-possessor building a bunker in isekai and shacking up with a succubus and Lust.”
The former wins hands down.
Plus, like they said, the Godeuk in front of me was basically a total housecat.
“Hand.”
“Whiiiine!”
She plopped her chin right into my palm when I offered.
The old Godeuk never would've.
Personalities were worlds apart.
“Want some blood?”
“Iiiing...”
She even hated blood now.
Wondering if it was mine specifically, I offered my shoulder, but she just hugged—no sipping.
And there was one more suspicious thing.
“Giant zombies.”
It reminded me of the giant zombies we'd found in Woody Forest during the Crusade.
A forest crawling with magic beasts, yet only giant zombies.
They weren't even magic beasts.
No magic stones, and they wouldn't die no matter how much we slashed.
Just like a degraded version of Godeuk.
“Fission, huh.”
Plausible enough.
If it really was fission...
“Then where'd the other half go?”
White hair, red eyes, pale skin.
The blood-craving vampire side of Godeuk.
Where was she?
.
.
-KABOOM!
No need to wonder.
A massive explosion rocked from above the bunker.
Looked like trouble at the nearby King's Castle.
[Title: Ju-Judak, Help!]
Writer: Tuna Can Queen
(Castle main gate sliced in half and flying off gif)
(Knights getting effortlessly flung away gif)
(Godeuk slowly walking in through black smoke gif)
Sudden raid hit
Everyone's stepping up to block, but our power's not enough
Gonna hold somehow at least...
ㅇㄹ,ㅇ르
ㅇ
Ughhk
[Recs 502] [Diss 0]
- Wtf is this now?
- How'd magic beasts make it to the castle???
ㄴ Doesn't look like magic beasts
ㄴ Knights wouldn't get bodied that easily by beasts
- Hold up, ain't that your Padak?
ㄴ No fr, it is
ㄴ But her eyes look off somehow?
Eyes faintly glowing in that subtle way—Godeuk.
The other Godeuk was rampaging inside the King's Castle.