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Published at 7th of June 2024 05:30:34 AM


Chapter 71

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Chapter 71


[Translator – Kie]

[Proofreader – Kawaii]

Chapter 71: The Clean-up (1)

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Spiritual space.

Thousands of spirits surrounded the Corpseplay.

-Don’t come any closer! Don’t touch me!

The soul of the Corpseplay, a high-level dark mage was huge.

The spirits were unable to approach due to the momentum of the Corpseplay.

But it was just for a moment. The spirits who seized the opportunity swarmed like fish in water and surrounded the soul of the Corpseplay.

-Stop! Don’t! Don’t do it!

The spirits were too weak and small, but Corpseplay’s spirit was large enough for them all to cling to.

Thousands of spirits began to tear apart the soul of the Corpseplay at the same time.

-Aaah! Aaah!

The pain of the soul being torn apart was several times more painful than the whole body being torn apart.

It was already long past the limit of pain that a person could endure.

-Please...... Stop...... Please kill me like...... Stop the pain......

The Corpseplay begged them earnestly. But spirits only laughed and started to tear it apart as they had deep resentment against him.

The spirits had no intention of easily destroying the soul of the Corpseplay. They intended to continue to suffer.

-Aaah! Aaah!

This is a spiritual space.

The concept of time was very different from reality here.

In this place, the Corpseplay suffered for what felt like an eternity.

***

Damien silently watched Corpseplay’s soul being tormented by the dead.

Corpseplay screamed for a while before finally closing his eyes and stopping breathing.

Only after confirming the death of the Corpseplay did Damien release the dark magic. The chains that sprang from the ground were all scattered.

The dolls that were bound in chains of darkness were also released. But the dolls just stayed still like corpses and didn’t move anymore.

With the death of Corpseplay, the person responsible for issuing orders to them, all functions came to a stop.

“The disposal of the Flesh Golems should be left to the Church.”

It was a win-win situation: Damien could raise his reputation within the Church, while the Church could conduct research on the Flesh Golems.

Next, Damien began to gather the dark mana in the cave.

All the Dark mana originally possessed by Damien, the dark mana released when the Flesh Golems were destroyed and the dark magna of the Corpseplay were all sucked into the bracelet.

“Now its capacity is almost full.”

Although a considerable amount of dark mana was consumed in the battle, he obtained more dark mana than that.

The capacity of the bracelet, which he thought was endless like a bottomless pit, was mostly filled.

“It would be nice to get another similar artifact.”

Damien also knew that it was impossible.

He had never seen such an artifact in his past life. It was impossible to get such a rare artifact again.

Then, Damien found a hole in the opposite wall.

It was a cave that was well-made so that people could come and go.

Out of curiosity, Damien headed for the cave. As he went in, a terrible sight caught his eye.

Dissections of various creatures were scattered everywhere, and various organs were stored in reagents. On one side, half-made Flesh Golems were laid out.

“...It was a Corpseplay’s research lab.”

He looked around the lab, wondering if there was anything useful.

There were many things, but most of them were used to make Flesh Golems. There was nothing that Damien could take.

“Hmm?”

Suddenly, Damien found a map attached to the wall.

Looking at the map, Damien recalled that it was a familiar place.

“Ah, it was where Yulan’s secret warehouse was.”

It was a place he had seen through the memories of Yulan’s leader and vice-leader last time.

He had planned to visit once but had completely forgotten about it.

He thought he should go and see it this time, so he took the map with him.

Damien went deeper into the cave. Then a large mirror appeared.

It was a very large mirror, reaching up to the ceiling.

The moment he saw the mirror, Damien felt as if he had been struck by lightning.

It was inevitable. This was a magical tool made by Dourgo for communication with his subordinates.

“I can’t believe he had this.......”

With this magical tool, he could see Dorugo’s face and talk to him directly.

His heart began to beat faster.

Damien reached out to the mirror. But soon his face was filled with disappointment.

“He’s been out of touch for a long time.”

After investigating the magical tool, Damien realized that although the Corpseplay had requested contact many times, there had never been a response from Dorugo’s side.

“The Corpseplay was someone Dorugo considered important enough to appoint as a legion commander. But Dorugo stopped contacting him...?”

The first hypothesis that came to mind was that Dorugo felt a crisis due to Yulan’s downfall and cut-off contact.

As a result of Damien’s active actions, Yulan had fallen too quickly compared to his past life.

Dorugo might have thought that Yulan was hopeless and cut off contact.

“...No, that’s not it. Dorugo wouldn’t give up the Corpseplay for that reason.”

The Corpseplay imposed restrictions on itself to avoid revealing Dorugo’s identity.

Dorugo was not the kind of person to just abandon a loyal pawn like that. He was someone who would use them to the end and then discard them when they became irreparable.

Instead of a scream, a fox-like cry came out.

Damien nodded at the question of whether he really killed them.

“Yes, I killed the Corpseplay. To be precise, the dead killed them.”

The Flesh Golem sank to the floor. Since the target of hatred had disappeared, it had lost its reason for action.

“So go ahead and rest in peace.”

Damien took out the holy sword to break the core of the Flesh Golem.

At the moment when he tried to pierce the core of the Flesh Golem with the holy sword, the Flesh Golem grabbed the holy sword.

The divine power of the holy sword began to burn the flesh of the Flesh Golem. Nevertheless, the Flesh Golem did not let go.

“Why are you resisting?”

Damien asked as if he couldn’t understand.

“It may sound cruel, but you are undead. You shouldn’t stay in this world anymore.”

At Damien’s question, the eyes of the Flesh Golem turned fierce again.

It wasn’t directed at Damien. It was directed at the dark mage.

The target of this Flesh Golem’s hatred was not just the Corpseplay.

It was the dark mages.

“Do you want to stay in this world to kill the dark mages?”

The Flesh Golem nodded. Damien was lost in thought.

If this Flesh Golem had this level of performance, it would be a great help to Damien.

But Damien had been turned into a death knight and used by Dorugo in his past life.

But if he used this Flesh Golem? That would be no different from Dorugo.

“Kya! Kya!”

The Flesh Golem made a sharp cry. It seemed to be saying not to hesitate.

Upon reconsideration, in the case of Dorugo, one could view it as a forced master-slave relationship, but this is a cooperative or transactional relationship for mutual purposes.

Their goals are somewhat aligned, and this Flesh Golem is also refusing to face true death until it releases its resentment.

After a long deliberation, Damien swung the holy sword. The chains that bound the Flesh Golem were all cut off.

“Let’s treat each other well.”

Damien extended his hand. The Flesh Golem tilted its head. It seemed to be asking what the meaning of this action was.

Damien realized that he had overlooked the Flesh Golem’s situation.

Now that it had just developed a consciousness, it was natural that it didn’t know what a handshake was.

Damien shook hands with the Flesh Golem. The Flesh Golem’s pupils dilated.

“......But how do I take you with me?”

The surroundings of the dungeon were now filled with members of the crusade.

In such a situation, if Damien took an undead outside?

“Kya? Kya!”

The Flesh Golem headed somewhere. After rummaging through the lab, it brought something to Damien.

It was a leather travel bag.

It was very old, and the leather was a deep color.

“What’s this?”

The Flesh Golem opened the bag. The insides of the bag were full of darkness.

“Kya!”

As the Flesh Golem stepped into it and suddenly sucked into the bag.

“......Oh?”

Damien immediately took the bag. He soon understood what kind of magic was cast on the bag.

“It’s a spatial magic tool made to transport the undead.”

Unlike the spatial ring that Damien had, it could only store the undead.

Rather than being restricted in terms of type, it boasted a considerable capacity, capable of accommodating hundreds of Flesh Golems with ease.

Not only that. This bag could be put into another subspace.

Originally, spatial magic repelled each other, so it was impossible to store a space in another space.

This bag could only store the undead, but it only stores high-quality undead like Corpseplay’s masterpieces.

“Thanks to this the Flesh Golem has not been caught by the church so far.”

Damien opened the bag again. The Flesh Golem popped out of the darkness.

“Kya!”

The Flesh Golem made a proud expression. Damien said, as if impressed.

“Did you remember seeing the Corpseplay using the bag? You’re smart.”

“Kya!”

The Flesh Golem nodded its head with a proud face.

Suddenly, Damien confirmed that there was writing on the Flesh Golem’s leash.

“Nine?”

As Damien said that name, the Flesh Golem’s expression crumpled.

The Flesh Golem grabbed the leash and tore it off, then threw it to the ground. And Flesh Golem stomped on it several times.

It seemed that it was disgusting because it was a name made by the Corpseplay.

“You need a new name.”

At Damien’s words, the Flesh Golem’s expression swelled with anticipation. After much thought, Damien said.

“......Miya?”

The name seemed to please the Flesh Golem, as it nodded its head.

“From today, you’re Miya. Let’s kill all the dark mages together.”

Miya nodded its head at Damien’s words.

***

[Translator – Kie]

[Proofreader – Kawaii]



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