Popular NPC in a Gender-Reversed Game – Chapter 40

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Translated By Arcane Translations
Translator: FusionX
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I love sour things.

In my past life, I was quite fond of lemons.

There wasn’t any particular reason. Maybe I enjoyed the distinct sour taste, or maybe it was a habit formed from childhood when I was told they were good for me.

Either way, I enjoyed sourness. It stimulated my taste buds in a way other foods couldn’t.

Of course, that didn’t mean I chomped down on whole lemons. No matter how much I loved sour flavors, lemons were too much, even for me.

I usually ate them with a light coating of sugar, or squeezed copious amounts of lemon juice into my drinks.

There was nothing quite like playing computer games with a lemon-infused cola… I felt a pang of nostalgia.

Anyway, the reason I suddenly brought this up was because of the slightly sour scent emanating from the bra I was holding.

Well… it was nearing summer, and we had just sprinted at full speed. It was only natural for sweat to accumulate.

Especially on her chest area… which, well, seemed designed to retain heat.

How could one bra cup be almost the size of my head?

I sniffed the bra in Seere’s severed hand for a moment.

Sniff sniff.

“Euaaagh! Why are you smelling that?! Give it back!!!”

She shrieked, practically losing her mind, her hands darting towards the undergarment.

But a mere mage could never match my reflexes.

I effortlessly evaded her grasp.

It seemed the “women” here also felt embarrassed when their undergarments were exposed.

Well, it was a natural reaction.

I would also feel embarrassed if my sweaty underwear ended up in someone else’s hands. It was a psychological response inherent to being human.

“…Ugh, shit.”

Still, trying to see things from her perspective, I could roughly imagine how mortified she must be.

So, I decided to offer some comfort.

“It’s okay. People sweat when they run. Wow, you wear a large size, huh? Well, with that size, it’s natural for it to get sweaty.”

“Kyaaagh!”

For some reason, she screamed even louder at my attempt at consolation.

Maybe she was just shy.

Well, I could understand that.

Honestly, I wanted to tease her a bit more, but I didn’t have the time.

So, I returned her undergarment.

She snatched it back and quickly put it on with practiced movements.

The sight of her fastening her bra with a beet-red face… well, it was a bit arousing, to be honest.

I was a man, after all.

“What a useful ability.”

I thought, trying to distract myself.

He could even steal such trivial items, not just weapons. Armor was useless against him.

In fact, the stronger the equipment you brought, the more disadvantaged you would be.

A terrifying thought suddenly crossed my mind.

Wait, if that’s the case… he could have stripped me during the fight?

“Holy shit…”

Seere… what a terrifying bastard.

I was glad he hadn’t stolen my underwear.

If he had started taking my clothes one by one instead of the dagger, I would have fled back to the forest, bawling like a child.

“Come to think of it, what happened to him?”

That thought led to another question.

I had seen the knights chasing him, but…

Did they catch him?

I didn’t hold out much hope.

He was a Great Demon, after all. Not that the knights were weak, but it would be difficult to catch someone like him if he was determined to escape.

So, I could only hope.

I hoped he wouldn’t cause me any more trouble.

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“Huff… huff…”

…I was lucky.

Seere, having barely escaped the city, couldn’t help but think that.

Bringing a large number of cult members to the back alley had been a good decision. Many of them held high ranks within the cult, like team leaders and district managers.

They could hold their own against even knights.

The otherworlder members, in particular, had served as a living barricade, sacrificing themselves without hesitation.

That was how Seere had managed to escape, despite the relentless pursuit.

Of course, he wasn’t in good shape.

His back was riddled with arrows, like a porcupine, and his body was covered in cuts and bruises.

He was even missing an arm, thanks to Yor.

He was alive only because of a demon’s tenacious life force.

He looked half-dead.

The district manager, who had been waiting outside the city, was shocked.

“Seere-nim! What happened?! I’ll heal you immediately!”

“It’s fine. My body is different from you humans. I’ll heal if I rest.”

It would take some time, though.

His missing left arm, in particular, throbbed with phantom pain. He hadn’t expected to be dismembered.

“I won’t be able to use my left arm for a while…”

His other injuries would heal, but his left arm wouldn’t regenerate.

A demon’s body was special.

He would have to live as a one-armed man until he retrieved his lost limb.

Seere said with a grim expression,

“I found a very powerful Carrier.”

He briefly explained what had happened in the city. His encounter with the Carrier in the back alley, and how he had nearly been killed.

The district manager’s eyes lit up.

Although Seere had become a nuisance, Carriers were valuable assets to the cult.

They could communicate directly with the Demon Lords and offer sacrifices remotely.

To Lemegeton, Carriers were akin to saints.

And this one was also incredibly skilled. The district manager’s interest was piqued.

He didn’t particularly like Seere, but he needed the cult’s help to capture the Carrier. He had to either recruit him or offer him as a sacrifice.

So, he relayed the information to the cult.

“A man with brown hair and blue eyes. He’s likely living nearby. Do not alert the authorities. We must find and capture him first.”

The information was slightly inaccurate, of course.

News of the raid boss Seere appearing in the city quickly spread through the online community.

A demon appearing in one of the Empire’s major cities was a big deal. It was only natural for a commotion to erupt.

News of Seere nearly being killed also spread. And at the center of it all was a mysterious hooded NPC.

There was even a picture, though no video.

A picture of the hooded NPC severing Seere’s left arm with a single dagger.

A quick-witted player, sensing the potential for viral fame, had taken a screenshot.

The picture was posted online and, as the player had hoped, set the community ablaze.

[+ Seere is actually a weakling lol?]

A Great Demon getting wrecked by some random NPC in the slums lol

[+ Demons are all hype ㅋㅋㅋ]

[But I didn’t expect him to get his arm chopped off so cleanlyㄷㄷ]

[ㄴHe’s one of the few hot male charactersㅠㅠ]

[ㄴThe devs are so harsh on the male characters]

[Is one arm hotter though?]

[ㄴ??]

[ㄴDude]

[+ Who the hell is that hooded NPC?]

– Some random dude pops up and cuts off Seere’s arm and then disappears wtf

– If I ever see him, I’m gonna fuck him up

[+ Lemegeton spotted]

[+ Is that NPC a guy or a girl? The hood covers everything]

[ㄴIdk, looks like a guy from the build..]

[ㄴOh]

[ㄴOh is bullshit]

[+ Isn’t this kinda hot?] (video)

– This video was taken when the knights were chasing Seere after the hooded guy disappeared. Seere wincing and running away every time he gets hit by the knights is so pathetic and hot… He probably went back to the cult and cried secretly, right? I want to comfort him and lick his tears… I already came a few times to this, gotta go again brb

[+ Please stop;]

[The Han River is not far, go jump]

[You’re also in Lemegeton, you bitch]

[ㄴClassic Lemegeton bullshit ㅋㅋㅋㅋ]

[ㄴI’m a Lemegeton member, stop blaming us for everything wtf;]

[This needs to be on the front page ㅎㅎ]

The atmosphere was incredibly lively.

The online community, as always, was engrossed in heated discussions about the latest hot topic.

Fortunately, no one connected the hooded NPC to Yor.

There were countless NPCs in [Demon’s Saga], and powerful individuals could appear anywhere at any time.

People were curious about the NPC’s identity, but no one bothered to investigate further. The Seere incident had already captured most of the community’s attention.

…But one person noticed something.

Someone who frequently interacted with Yor, someone who had spoken to him many times, could see something different.

People’s features become familiar after repeated encounters.

Yoo Chae-rin zoomed in on the picture of the hooded NPC and thought,

“…This looks strangely familiar…”

The build looked similar to someone she knew.

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