In the Name of God - Chapter 11.2
I had been ready to draw the revolver I had hidden under my pillow at any moment…
‘It’s not them.’
This intruder was skilled at hiding their presence. A far more capable person than the three thugs from earlier in the day.
Rather than showing any murderous intent, the intruder carefully checked to see if I was hurt and then left silently. Their actions were so familiar that I knew this was not the first time it had happened.
“Judging by my memory, this person knows very well that Seong Do‑yoon does not wake once he falls asleep.”
-Aha!
Echo lifted his rump and stretched in response. I ruffled his head and squinted my eyes.
“So, who is that? I thought you had a scanning function?”
-W-well, I do have a scanning function, but… it doesn’t automatically give you personal details of the person scanned!
“If it’s a supporting module created by this world’s system, shouldn’t it pull up personal information the moment it scans someone?”
-Oh no! It’s not like you can just take personal info these days…! Ah, I’m sorry!
Echo covered his eyes with his front paw and pretended to cry.
I am just here to help the Master settle properly in this world! I am not a god like the Master!
“I’m not a god either anymore.”
I patted Echo, who had flattened like a sticky rice cake on the floor, once more and stared at the door the man had exited.
A stranger performed a body check while I was asleep.
I really needed to move soon.
***
The bald man and his group did not show up even after several days. I thought they would be looking for a chance to attack, holding a grudge.
I had wanted to see if the same quest would trigger again if they returned, but that was unfortunately not possible.
‘Hmm, this feels a bit unsettling.’
If they didn’t bother me, that wasn’t necessarily bad, but the men who I expected to come rushing were unusually quiet, which made me uneasy.
I was not free enough to go looking for them myself, so I decided to ignore it for now.
In any case, the priority was to fill the dungeon completion count. Today too, I joined an F‑rank dungeon party recruiting members regardless of rank.
***
“Raaaah!”
A grotesque monster let out a roar and swung a spiked club. The burly man with a shield stiffened and blocked the club.
“Uwaaah!”
The man staggered and fell to one knee under the heavy blow.
“Buying expensive equipment doesn’t make you proud. You should have braced your waist and thighs.”
The man, who had been confident to the point of arrogance just moments ago, now looked like he was about to burst into tears.
‘At this rate, he is not a meat shield, just a chunk of meat.’
I shook my head internally and glanced at the expressionless magician.
The woman, who had been boasting about the power of her magic all the way here, lost her will to fight when she realized that her fireball couldn’t even singe the monster’s skin.
-What a clever fool. The report clearly said it was immune to fire magic.
I heard Echo giggling from behind.
Because of the temperature control magic on his expensive white coat, the inside of the fur-lined hood was quite warm. Echo rolled comfortably inside it and occasionally spoke.
“Because of arrogance, they only skimmed the report. They think they can conquer it without reading it.”
Indeed, it is extremely rare for an F‑rank dungeon boss to be completely immune to a certain attribute. So the person recruiting the party and the magician applying probably didn’t properly read the report, but they could have at least glanced at it.
They had openly called me trash and ignored me from the moment we entered the dungeon. This was some small poetic justice.
At that moment, the swordsman approaching the back of the monster stomped on the floor. With the monster’s aggro on the tank, this would be a good opportunity for a sneak attack.
“Yahaa!”
Sneak attack my foot.
Who screams while trying to sneak attack?