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Translated By Arcane Translations
Translator: Simzy
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“Your ginseng is awesome, by the way.”
Nasen, momentarily stunned, finally processed the meaning and roared,
“You crazy bastard!!”
Well, he had fused with the dungeon boss and taken some unknown drug. A drug that potent must have severe side effects.
He had sacrificed everything to obtain the Doll Ginseng, so not getting it would understandably drive him insane.
Kerry taunted him, dangling the ginseng.
Nasen gritted his teeth and raised his massive fist, but he couldn’t bring it down.
Damaging the ginseng would only hurt him.
Kerry was relaxed.
Now that he was here, victory was practically his.
Nasen, fixated on the ginseng, seemed to have missed a crucial message.
[The dungeon has been cleared. The curse is lifted.]
This message meant the restrictions on the Hero’s party were gone. As expected, a booming voice echoed,
“Don’t you… touch… Husband! Graaaaaah!”
It seemed Natasha had gone berserk, thinking Kerry was in danger. He actually had the shield on his bracelet, though.
A red haze emanated from Natasha.
She kicked off the ground. With a sound like a cannon firing, she reached the altar in an instant.
Natasha, maintaining her momentum, kicked Nasen’s massive jaw.
“Kuh… you… crazy bitch!”
But Nasen, even in his giant form, wasn’t weak enough to be felled by a single blow.
He reached out his giant hand, trying to grab Natasha as she spun in the air.
Just then, Nasen stumbled and fell.
“Kerry! Are you alright?”
It was Lina. She had slashed Nasen’s leg.
Nasen’s massive body began to tilt.
Natasha landed on him and launched a relentless assault.
Deafening blows erupted from her small frame.
“Graaaaaaah!”
Natasha, with a crazed look in her eyes, pummeled him relentlessly. It was painful to even watch.
Kerry stood awkwardly on the altar.
He had nothing more to do, except secure the ginseng.
“…No one saw that, right?”
The Doll Ginseng was in Kerry’s hand, but no one had seen him take it, except Nasen.
The high altar wasn’t visible from the ground.
Kerry discreetly slipped the Doll Ginseng into his leather pouch.
“You crazy bitch! Get off! Get off!”
Nasen thrashed on the ground.
But he was too slow to catch Natasha. Victoria slammed her shield into his head. Wow, that must have hurt.
With a sickening crunch, Nasen screamed.
“Graaaagh! A…Alright! Stop! I lost! I lost, so please don’t kill me! I beg you!”
Lina said firmly,
“The people you killed probably begged you the same way. But did you listen to their pleas?”
“I… I know where Barickmeteo is! I’ll tell you where he is! Just spare my life…”
“I don’t need that. I already know.”
Lina seemed merciless towards them.
He had worried she might forgive them due to her naive nature, but it seemed he’d worried for nothing.
Lina’s sword sliced through Nasen’s thick neck.
That was the end of it.
Natasha was crying.
As tears streamed down her face, she continued to strike the now-unrecognizable pulp that was once Nasen.
Thump! Thump! Thump!
“Grrrr… Graaaah!”
She didn’t look angry, just sorrowful.
Natasha continued to pummel Nasen’s remains, screaming.
It was a brutal scene, splattered with blood, but Kerry only felt pity for Natasha.
He approached the raging Natasha.
It was all over. Nasen’s body was unrecognizable, and they would burn whatever remained.
“Natasha, stop now. It’s enough. We’ll take care of the rest.”
“Sob… sob…”
Natasha looked up at Kerry.
She was covered in blood, but he wasn’t afraid. He just felt sorry for her.
“It’s over, Natasha.”
“Sniff… sniff…”
Natasha finally collapsed into Kerry’s arms.
Kerry held the blood-soaked Natasha. He hoped this would bring her some comfort.
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Natasha, who had been crying, now clung to Kerry as if nothing had happened.
Hanging onto his neck, she licked his face repeatedly.
“It seems Natasha has calmed down.”
“Yes, Lina.”
“Let’s take care of the aftermath.”
Lina gathered Nasen’s remains and set them on fire.
Eliminating any chance of their revival.
Lina looked at Natasha.
Her eyes held a complex mix of emotions.
Having peeked into Lina’s dream, he understood her feelings somewhat.
A past life comrade. She knew her comrade’s painful past but couldn’t protect her.
Perhaps the timing of her regression was off. There was nothing Lina could have done.
He could see the regret in Lina’s eyes, the wish that she could have returned to a slightly earlier point in the past.
Lina approached Natasha, who was still clinging to Kerry.
“Natasha…”
“Grrrr…”
Natasha, unaware of Lina’s feelings, growled warily as usual.
Then, a command surfaced in Natasha’s mind.
[Natasha, you need to get along with Lina, okay?]
The command Kerry had whispered to her in the forest while tracking Nasen.
Remembering the command, Natasha stopped growling.
“…”
Lina, about to withdraw her outstretched hand, stopped.
Natasha’s reaction had changed. She still looked displeased, but she wasn’t growling.
“Lina, Natasha isn’t growling anymore. I think it’s okay?”
“…”
Lina cautiously reached out and stroked Natasha’s head.
Natasha, still in Kerry’s arms, didn’t seem to like it, but she didn’t growl either.
Gaining confidence, Lina embraced Natasha.
“I’m sorry… Natasha… I should have… done something sooner. I’m sorry…”
“…”
Natasha looked at Lina, seemingly puzzled.
But she seemed to open up slightly to Lina’s sincerity.
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After confirming that Nasen’s remains were completely incinerated, the party moved on.
The past few days had been exhausting.
Without a carriage, they had been constantly on the move, even venturing into a dungeon.
They needed to rest, but the closest village was the one Nasen had destroyed.
Lina and her party had no choice but to head there to rest.
Even though the village was in ruins, there were still some intact houses, which was better than sleeping outside.
Granny rejoined the group. Since the dungeon raid hadn’t taken long, it was easy to find her.
Arriving at the village, the party unpacked and rested.
Kerry laid in bed, bandaged all over.
His body was covered in cuts from the arrow trap. Fortunately, none of the wounds were deep enough to require stitches, thanks to his leather armor, but they were still painful. Very painful.
“Kerry, by the looks of it, you were in real danger.”
“Well, we all were. It was a difficult dungeon.”
But Kerry was the only one injured, albeit with minor cuts.
They were true monsters. How did they return from such a hellish dungeon without a scratch?
He couldn’t help but think of the Hero’s party as monsters.
Natasha lay beside Kerry, cuddling him.
Worried about his injuries, she licked his face and body repeatedly.
“Hehehe. Stop licking me, Natasha. It tickles.”
“Hee hee!”
Natasha, amused by Kerry’s reaction, licked him even more enthusiastically.
Granny, watching them, asked,
“So, Nasen is finally dead?”
“Yes. We… took care of him.”
Granny, who seemed to have been holding in a lot of resentment, let out a long sigh.
“Thank you. Thanks to you, the warriors of my tribe can finally rest in peace.”
“Natasha, I said stop licking me. Ahaha. It tickles.”
“Hee hee!”
“…”
Natasha, oblivious to the mood, continued to play around.
Granny looked at Natasha with pity and said,
“That poor child… how much she must have suffered… Son-in-law, I’m glad you’re here. Because of you, Natasha can smile like this.”
Granny tried to stroke Natasha’s head, but Natasha growled, forcing her to click her tongue.
Natasha smiling because of him? He wasn’t so sure.
Even without him, Natasha was strong. She would have managed somehow.
“Now that Nasen is dead, we can finally lift Natasha’s curse completely.”
Kerry used the Eyes of the Goddess on Natasha.
Right. He’d almost forgotten about that.
He’d forgotten because Natasha had been strong enough even with the curse. How much stronger would she become once it was lifted?
“Son-in-law, just rest and you’ll be fine. I’ll prepare to lift Natasha’s curse. Take care of yourself.”
“Yes, don’t worry.”
Victoria, who was nearby, said to Granny,
“I’ll take good care of Kerry, so don’t worry.”
Who was taking care of whom?
Lina, who had been sitting quietly, also stood up.
“I’ll patrol the village perimeter. There might still be ghouls lurking around. The three of you should get some rest. It’s getting dark.”
“…You should rest too, Lina. No one here is going to be defeated by mere ghouls.”
Lina shook her head. Was this thoroughness?
Or perhaps she simply wanted to do something for the party. It would be nice if they could all rest together.
Lina insisted on going on patrol.
Victoria, as if just remembering, said to Kerry,
“Come to think of it, Kerry, Nasen was yelling at you about something, demanding you hand something over, wasn’t he?”
Kerry’s heart skipped a beat.
Victoria hadn’t seen him take the Doll Ginseng, but she had heard Nasen’s voice.
“…Um, well? I think he misunderstood something. He seemed to think I was hiding something.”
“Is that so? Then it’s fine.”
For the record, the dungeon reward was a pair of hero-grade boots, which Lina claimed.
The boots’ specs, as seen by the Eyes of the Goddess, were as follows:
Lina seemed remarkably pleased with the boots.
For a Regressor, hero-grade items shouldn’t be that exciting.
Perhaps she had some connection to the boots in her past life. That would explain it. Only two people remained in Kerry’s makeshift infirmary: Victoria and Natasha. An ominous feeling crept over him.
“Kerry! Hehehe!”
“Hee hee! Hee hee!”
Natasha seemed even more excited than usual, perhaps because it had been a while. And Victoria, ever lewd, gazed at Kerry.
Their eyes were filled with lust.
“I’m bandaged up, you know… Victoria.”
He actually wanted to visit the White Witch tonight.
The Doll Ginseng was safely tucked away in his leather pouch. He wanted to show it to the White Witch and consume it as soon as possible.
But she shook her head.
Victoria wasn’t going to back down tonight.
Judging by the lust in her eyes, her… cooldown period must be over.
The same went for Natasha. She was eager to taste Kerry’s… manhood again.
He couldn’t separate Natasha from him now anyway.
He had no choice but to appease them tonight. He would visit the White Witch after he’d… taken care of things.
“Even though I’m a critical patient… I’ll do my best.”
Then, Victoria snapped at him.
“Don’t be such a wimp, Kerry. Hehe. Did you think you could get out of it with just those scratches?”
A wimp? A wimp?!
His arms and legs were covered in cuts from the arrows.
Sure, they weren’t deep enough to require stitches thanks to his leather armor, but they hurt! A lot!
“A wimp… I can’t just ignore that!”
He had braved that terrifying arrow trap with such resolve!
These were proof of his courage. How dare she dismiss his injuries?
He couldn’t forgive this, not even from Victoria.
“I’ll make you take back that ‘wimp’ comment!”
“Hehe. Try if you can.”
“Hee hee!”
The three bodies intertwined on the bed.
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