The Eye of the Typhoon
“Fuck… this is driving me insane!”
“H-he’s insane. How can a person… how can anyone be like that…?!!”
The villagers’ reactions had descended into pure madness. Some swore they would gladly march to prison for her sake, while others declared they would descend into hell itself.
“Leave a goddess that beautiful to quietly till the fields? That would be the greatest blasphemy imaginable!”
“A cell or life imprisonment? That price is far too cheap. I’d sell my soul to the devil at a fire-sale discount if it meant I could vanish with her for just one night…”
The more the entire village spiraled into frenzy, the more isolated Sera became. Her beauty had ceased to be a blessing and had instead become a curse that tightened around her like a noose.
Staring out the window, her eyes were filled with nothing but fear and loneliness.
Meanwhile, Hyozan was sinking deeper into increasingly extreme thoughts. The axe in his hands was no longer a tool for chopping wood. It had become a weapon for his mad love.
Purshers Village was no longer a peaceful rural hamlet. It had become a hell boiling with desire and madness.
And at the center of that hell stood an angel named Sera Heartsoul.
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The typhoon continued to rage over Purshers Village.
And at the heart of that typhoon was one woman: Sera Heartsoul.
Her fame had long since transcended mere numbers and was transforming into legend. Her fame index had soared from 3,151,461 all the way to 5,802,702, a figure that felt almost astronomical. Her beauty was now shaking the entire kingdom, and the aftershocks were rippling far beyond the village into every corner of the territory.
The economy of Purshers Village had come to a complete standstill.
“Honestly, what’s the point of farming anymore? The moment Sera appears at the window, I can’t focus on anything.”
“People line up from dawn just to catch a glimpse of her face. There’s no time left for fieldwork.”
“Even in the middle of business, shopkeepers close their doors to go see her. The customers all understand.”
“I shut down my shop because of Sera. Seeing her is worth more to me than making money!!”
Farmers abandoned their fields. Merchants abandoned their stalls. Every single person’s attention was fixed on one thing alone: Sera.
The hill where the village chief’s house stood was now crowded with people around the clock. It resembled the concert grounds of a world-famous star.
“Hey, look over there! They say Sera opened her window!”
At someone’s shout, thousands of eyes snapped toward a single window on the second floor of the chief’s house. But there was no one there. Only the lace curtains swayed gently in the breeze.
“Tch, another false rumor.”
A disappointed young man’s words were met with sighs from those around him. Yet none of them left. Clinging to the hope that they might see Sera someday, they remained rooted in place.
In the midst of this frenzied atmosphere, a group of young men were plotting. Their leader was none other than Hyozan. The once-diligent and innocent youth was now consumed by a fanatical obsession with Sera.
“All right, comrades. Let’s go over the plan one more time.”
At Hyozan’s words, the young men leaned in, their eyes blazing with madness.
“First, we get masks from Marcus’s general store. Then, once night falls…”
His words suddenly cut off. The memory of Marcus’s general store flashed through his mind.
“Wait, wasn’t there something strange about that store?”
Hyozan’s companion, Bors, asked. Hyozan nodded.
“Yeah. Something’s off. The owner keeps changing, and the goods sell out constantly… but that doesn’t matter. We have only one goal.”
Everyone nodded in agreement, their gazes filled with both madness and grim determination.
Elsewhere in the village, another movement was underway. Landowners and wealthy men had begun purchasing the properties surrounding Sera. The most conspicuous among them was Hamilton, heir to Viscount Selton.
“Hahaha, Chief Puyor~ You know who I am, don’t you?”
Hamilton, dressed in lavish attire, knocked on the door of the chief’s house with a confident smile. The smile did not last long.
The moment the door opened, the sight that unfolded before him far exceeded his imagination.
Click.
When the door swung open, Hamilton was met with a scene reminiscent of a battlefield.
Swish.
Thud.
Shing.
Clang.
Thud, thud, thud, thud.
Whoosh, whoosh.
Buzz, buzz, buzz, buzz, buzz, buzz, buzz.
Dozens of villagers stood armed with every manner of weapon—plows, hoes, sickles, halberds, longswords, and even an Iron Maiden, a torture device.
“W-what is all this?”
Hamilton’s voice trembled. One of the villagers standing before him slowly opened his mouth.
“We are the Guardians of Purshers, protectors of Miss Sera. I don’t know what you came here thinking, but if you so much as lay a finger on her…”
Before he could finish, every villager simultaneously leveled their weapons at Hamilton. In that instant, the blood drained from his face.
“N-no. I… I only came to pay my respects.”
Hamilton hurriedly offered excuses, but the villagers’ eyes remained unchanged.
“Then you’ve paid them sufficiently, haven’t you? Now leave.”
At the villager’s words, Hamilton nodded and backed away, cold sweat pouring down his back.
If he had so much as tried to touch Sera… these villagers, burning with the will to show that wicked landlord the true taste of a peasant uprising, were watching with unwavering vigilance.
Thus, Purshers Village remained trapped within the eye of the typhoon named Sera. And the typhoon was growing stronger by the hour.
Hyozan and his companions, nobles like Hamilton, and the villagers determined to protect Sera—all their desires and wills clashed violently, while Sera herself remained unseen inside the chief’s house.
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Puyor’s appearance points had reached ten million.
My fame had reached ten million?!
Fame: 11,402,702.
That number circled endlessly in my mind, tormenting me without rest.
“Haaah… I’m going crazy!!”
I cried out in despair, staring at the ceiling of my room. I squeezed my eyes shut and opened them again, but reality refused to change.
Over ten million fame points.
It had completely upended my life.
A rush of marriage proposals from young men and women. Love letters arriving without end. Even women had begun proposing to me.
Knights in silver armor kneeling before me to swear fealty. The shy smile of a beautiful princess from a neighboring kingdom gazing at me. Yesterday, there had even been rumors that the viscount of this territory had come and left empty-handed.
Everything was changing far too quickly.
But all of this was nothing compared to the threat that would soon arrive.
Northern Duke Niberia… If my fame keeps rising this fast, word will reach him soon enough.
A tyrant so vile that even the infamous Dong Zhuo of the Three Kingdoms would pale in comparison! The mere thought of Niberia Mordor’s name sent a chill down my spine. He was a man whose power was so immense that even the king had to yield to him!
At the thought that he would soon come here, I collapsed onto the bed. Burying my face in my hands, I let out a deep sigh.
“What am I supposed to do…?”
Then, an idea flashed through my mind.
That’s right—Dragonai! It should be about time that guy wakes up…
I still had one trump card left. The ability to possess that tyrannical dragon living on Yugna Mountain! But to do so, I had to go at least one full day without being tempted by the opposite sex.
“Damn it, sob… Why do they all have to hold their perverted gatherings in my room every single night?!”
I shouted, my voice a mixture of rage and despair. Every night, dozens of masked men appeared, violated me, and vanished like a nightmare. The worst part was that I had never invited any of them.
I made up my mind. Tonight, I would stop them no matter what.
But I had no way of knowing that, at that very moment, deep within Naban Cave on Yugna Mountain, the legendary ancient elemental dragon was slowly beginning to awaken…
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As the dragon’s butler, I, Cube, was elegantly enjoying a cup of tea-coffee.
First, I lifted the teacup with my fingertips. The subtle aroma of coffee brushed against my nose. I brought the cup to my lips and took a sip.
Glug…
The warm liquid enveloped my tongue and slid smoothly down my throat. With the bittersweet taste of the coffee, I felt my heart gradually settle.
Even if the outside world was growing noisy because another son of the Black Dragon had awakened, it was fortunate that I could still enjoy these small moments of peace in my daily life.
Then, it happened.
BOOM…!!!!!!
A creature below had merely exhaled a single breath, yet the being above who heard it couldn’t help but curse out loud.
Even a simple sigh while sleeping earned the servant’s ire. Truly, a pitiful dragon. Yet as someone who served that dragon from the lair above, I, Cube, had every right to curse.
Once more.
RRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR——————!!!!!!!!
The deep, resonant sound erupting from deep underground made the earth tremble as though thunder had struck. I instinctively pressed my hands to my ears and ducked my head.
But that sound was nothing more than the dragon below simply rolling over in its sleep and shaking off dust.
If heard from the sky, it wouldn’t have been this loud. But listening from directly above, it was quite deafening.