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I’m a Young God, Won’t You Raise Me? Chapter 44

Chapter 44

“Light‍⁠ Chestnut! Acorn!”

Since⁠​ I wasn’t responding‍‍‌ even though he⁠​​ kept calling my‍​​ name, he had​​ started shouting anything⁠⁠ related to chestnuts.⁠‌⁠

Before​⁠ he ended up‌⁠ attracting every Creature‌‌⁠ in the mansion,‌‍ I hurried outside.‌

“Roasted​⁠ Chestnut…! Ah!”

Kwak⁠ Hanmuk, who had⁠‍ his hands cupped⁠ around his mouth‍ like a megaphone‍​ as he shouted,​ spotted me. He​⁠​ took a step‍​ toward me but​⁠ suddenly stopped.

He‍ remained a short⁠​ distance away, looking‌‍​ me up and​‍⁠ down with a suspicious expression.

I raised the lantern​⁠‍ toward my face⁠‍ and said,

“It‌ really is me.”‌⁠‍

But⁠‍ Kwak Hanmuk’s suspicion​​‍ didn’t disappear so⁠ easily.

“Question.⁠ What was the‍‍ name of the⁠ Trial that Cheongroe⁠ and Acorn cleared​⁠ together?”

“…Hey,‌‌​ where did that⁠‌‍ Acorn thing even‌ come from?”

“Answer.”⁠‌

“……”⁠‍

Kwak​⁠‌ Hanmuk was being‌‍ suspicious for no‌​ reason.

There‌⁠ were Creatures in‌⁠‍ the mansion capable⁠ of imitating voices,‌‌ but none that‌ could copy appearances​ as well.

And⁠‍ besides, I had‍​ no idea when‌​ he’d started calling​‍‌ me Acorn.

Swallowing‍‌⁠ a sigh, I answered.

“Dead​‍​ Zone Delivery. DZD.”⁠⁠

“Hmm.‌ You really are‍‍⁠ Roasted Chestnut.”

Only‌‍‌ then did Kwak‍‍ Hanmuk begin walking⁠ toward me.

I looked up at‌‍ him and asked,⁠

“Did‍‌ something happen?”

“Yes.”‌

I looked at him‍​ in surprise, but‍‌‌ instead of explaining‌​⁠ what had happened,⁠‌ he asked me‌‌ another question.

“Did​⁠‍ you kill a lot of cleaners?”⁠‌

“Only‍ about six so‌‍ far…”

As‌‌ I answered, something​‍ suddenly occurred to‍​ me.

“Did‌‌ Lieutenant Colonel Je​​​ come to see‍ you?”

“Yes.”‌‌⁠

“…Did‌ he also tell‌‌‌ you that I still think it’s‌‍ possible to achieve​​⁠ the True Ending?”​

“Yes.”​‌

Seeing​ Kwak Hanmuk answer​‍‌ so calmly made​‌ me feel frustrated.​‍​

“Then‍‍⁠ why did you​⁠‍ last night…?”

“You’re​‍ wondering why we⁠‌‌ didn’t kill the‍ cleaners?”

It‌​ struck me as‌‍‌ an absurd question.‍⁠

But‍‍ there wasn’t the‌‌‍ slightest trace of​‍ a joke on‍⁠ Kwak Hanmuk’s face.‌​⁠

Looking‍‍​ straight into those​ cold gray eyes,⁠​‍ I answered,

“Of‌⁠ course I am.​​ Is Captain Mo​ alright?”

What⁠‌​ worried me most​ was Mo Haein.​‌

I wondered if she‌⁠⁠ was suffering alone‌‌ in the basement,⁠ unable to even⁠⁠​ see the sunlight.‍‌⁠

Today​​‌ I had toured‌​ the entire East‍‍‌ Wing with the‍‌‍ Cat Butler, but‍‍​ we hadn’t even‌ gone near the⁠‍‍ basement.

“Instead‍‍‍ of talking here,⁠‌‌ let’s go see​ her right now.”‌⁠‍

“Goyo.”‍

“Yes?”‍

“I⁠ think it’d be‌ better if you‍ didn’t see Captain​‍ Mo.”

“Is‌ her condition really‌​ that bad?”

“The‌​‍ truth is, Captain​ Mo…”

Captain⁠⁠ Mo…?

I waited tensely for​⁠ him to continue.​​​

With‌‌ an extremely serious⁠⁠ expression, Kwak Hanmuk‌ said,

“She’s‌‍ allergic to Butlers.”‌​​

“…Captain⁠‍‍ Kwak.”

I practically ground those‌ words out through​​ my teeth.

Bursting‍⁠ into laughter, Kwak‌ Hanmuk gave me‍ a hard slap‌‍‌ on the shoulder.‍‍‍

My​ body staggered from‍ the impact.

“No‍​‍ need to go‌⁠​ looking for Captain⁠ Mo. Stay with‍⁠⁠ me tonight, Goyo.‌​‌ I’ll take care⁠⁠ of hunting those⁠‍ cleaners.”

“Rather,​‌ we need to​​ make the Creatures‍ eat them.”

“Yeah,‍‍⁠ yeah. Feeding the⁠​‌ Creatures. I’m an‍‍‍ expert at making⁠‍ ramen too.”

Ramen⁠‌‍ had absolutely nothing⁠‌ to do with⁠‌ the topic, but‍‍⁠ I decided to‍⁠ stop trying to⁠ follow his train‌​ of thought.

In‌‍ any case, I was glad I’d‍ at least found​‌⁠ Kwak Hanmuk.

Unlike‌‍ Lieutenant Colonel Je,‍‍ he seemed willing‍​‌ to cooperate, so‌​ I thought it‍​⁠ would be best​ to start hunting‌⁠ cleaners together with⁠‍​ him.

“By​​ the way, what’s‍ Lieutenant Colonel Je‌​‍ doing?”

“Well,‍​‌ you know how⁠⁠‌ he is—he got​ one of his‌‌‍ episodes again and​‌ started doing whatever‌‌⁠ he wanted. So⁠ I sent him⁠⁠ to the basement.‌ I told him‍‌​ to just focus‌‌ on killing the‍‌ Creatures down there.”⁠‍

It‍ was a surprisingly⁠⁠​ believable explanation.

I nodded, convinced.

Then‍ Kwak Hanmuk suddenly⁠ said,

“Now⁠‌⁠ let me ask‌ you something.”

“Sure.​⁠‌ Go ahead.”

“Did‌ the Rabbit and​‌ the Cat threaten‍‌ you? Or hit​ you or something?”‌

The‌ Butlers didn’t like⁠ being called that.​‍

I quickly looked around​⁠ to make sure⁠ no one had⁠⁠‍ heard him.

Fortunately,‍ there wasn’t a single Footman, Creature,‌​​ or cleaner nearby.‍⁠

“Of‍‌‍ course not. The⁠​‍ Butlers have treated⁠⁠‌ me extremely well.”⁠

I took the opportunity​ to tell him‌⁠ about the destroyed‌‍ spaceship as well.​‍​

I didn’t forget to‌ mention that the⁠​ Butlers were going⁠⁠ to obtain a transport ship specifically‌‌​ for me.

“Ha…”​‌

Kwak​‌ Hanmuk let out‌ a long sigh.​‌

“I​ almost preferred it‌‍⁠ when your eyes​‌‍ used to glow…”‌‌⁠

After⁠‌⁠ muttering that strange⁠⁠ lament and holding⁠ his forehead for​⁠‌ a few moments,‌‍​ he abruptly raised‍ his head.

“Roasted​⁠​ Chestnut. Want me⁠ to punch you?⁠​ Maybe if I hit you hard​‍ enough in the⁠ head, you’ll come⁠ to your senses.”⁠‍‌

“……”‌

I stared at him‌⁠ and thought,

Wasn’t⁠‌‍ he the one‍‍ who needed a punch to the‌ head?

Then‍ again, on second‌⁠ thought, there was​⁠​ no need.

‘He’s​ just Captain Kwak​ being Captain Kwak.’‌⁠

Apparently,⁠ Kwak Hanmuk read‌ the disappointment in‌​ my expression, because​​‌ he finally said‍ something sensible.

“Fine.‌ I’ll take care⁠‍⁠ of the cleaners.”‌​​

We​‌ began patrolling the‌​ mansion together.

As​⁠ we walked side‌‌​ by side, I gave him a brief summary of​ the plan.

“Tonight​‍‍ we need to‌​‌ turn at least‍⁠⁠ thirty cleaners into⁠‍ food for the⁠‌ Creatures. After that,‍‌ I’ll gather information‌ on the third‌‍ floor of the‍⁠ main building.”

“Yeah.”‍⁠

“Oh,​ and one more‌‍‍ thing. If you’re‌⁠‌ with me, the⁠ Creatures won’t attack‌‌‍ you.”

At⁠ that moment, Kwak⁠‍ Hanmuk tried to‍⁠ hide behind me.‌

He‍‌‌ crouched down as‍⁠‍ much as he​⁠⁠ could, but he‌‌​ still stuck out‌‌‌ on both sides‍‌‍ and above my‍ head.

Resting​⁠‌ his hands on‍ my shoulders, he‌‍ solemnly declared,

“Come​⁠‌ on, Hyung Goyo.”‍​

“…Alright.”​

I decided to play⁠ along.

After‌​ walking for a while with him​‌ glued to my‍⁠ back, I spotted​⁠ a tall figure⁠ silently making its​‌​ way down the‌​ hallway.

Its‌​ metallic face turned⁠‍ toward me.

It‌​⁠ was a Footman.⁠‌

“Butler.”⁠‍

The⁠‌‍ moment he saw⁠⁠ me, he immediately‌‌⁠ approached.

Then​‍ he noticed Kwak⁠⁠‍ Hanmuk hiding behind⁠‍‍ me and tilted‍ his head slightly.‌‌‌

He‌ seemed to be‌ wondering why there⁠ was a cleaner​‍‌ with me.

On‍‍‌ top of that,‍​‍ the cleaner had‍ his hands resting‌⁠ on my shoulders,‌⁠ so it was‍ only natural that‍⁠ he found it‍​ strange.

The‌ only part of‍​ the Footman’s face​ capable of expressing‌ emotion was its​‌ mouth.

Its‌ lips curved downward​⁠‍ as it looked‍‌ at Kwak Hanmuk​ with obvious displeasure.​‌‌

It‍​​ looked as though​ it wanted to​‍​ drag him away‌‌ from my side⁠‍​ immediately.

The​‌​ Footman bent down​‍⁠ and brought his​‍⁠ face close to‌​ mine.

“With‌​​ all due respect,‌⁠ may I deal​‌ with that cleaner?”​

“There’s​⁠ no need, Alpha.”⁠⁠‌

The‌‌ moment I said​ his name, the‌‌⁠ corners of his⁠ mouth lifted into⁠‌‍ a smile.

I pointed my chin⁠​‌ toward Kwak Hanmuk.‍‍

“He’s‌⁠ my lunch.”

“…!”​

The​‍ Footman opened his​​ mouth wide, instantly​​ understanding.

Then⁠‌‌ he hurriedly apologized.‌​​

“I​‌ beg your forgiveness​ for my discourtesy,⁠ born solely from‍ my ignorance.”

I magnanimously forgave him‌ and, to avoid​ unnecessary encounters, gave⁠ him instructions as​‍⁠ well.

“I’ll‍⁠ be inspecting the​⁠ third floor of​⁠ the main building.​ Inform the other⁠‌‍ Footmen too.”

I patted him on‌​‍ the shoulder before​‍ sending him off.‌⁠

The​‌ Footman bowed repeatedly,‍‍⁠ deeply grateful.

I resumed walking.

Kwak‍ Hanmuk, who until‍ then had remained​​ stuck to my⁠‍⁠ back like a backpack, commented,

“You’re​ already a proper⁠‌‍ Butler.”

“I’m⁠‍‍ still only a Butler apprentice.”

I was simply acting⁠​ according to my‌‍ role.

Just⁠⁠ then, I spotted‌​ a cleaner in​‌ the distance.

Judging‌‍ by the way‌⁠ he clumsily moved​⁠‌ about, unable to‍​ adapt to the‌‌ darkness, he looked‍ like an easy‌‌ target to lure.⁠‍⁠

I was about to​ wave my lantern‌⁠‌ to call him⁠⁠ over when Kwak‌​​ Hanmuk grabbed my⁠​ wrist.

“What⁠ now?”

I asked with some‍‌ annoyance.

He⁠‍ replied in a low voice,

“But‌ why do you​ want to go‌​​ to the third‍⁠ floor of the‍​ main building? What‍ information are you‌ looking for?”

“……”‍⁠

“Are​⁠‍ you ignoring me,⁠‍​ Lunch? Spit it​‌ out already.”

“…It’s‌⁠ not that.”

Honestly,​‍​ I didn’t want‌ to tell him.‍‍‍

I was afraid he’d⁠​​ start talking nonsense‌‌⁠ again.

But​ if I didn’t⁠‍ answer, he’d probably​⁠⁠ keep pestering me⁠‍‍ all night.

“I⁠‌​ want to gather​​ information about the‌‌​ Master of the‌​ mansion.”

“The⁠ Master…?”

Kwak​‌ Hanmuk reacted as‌ though he’d never⁠⁠​ heard of him.‌‍

As⁠ he pondered my⁠⁠ words, he muttered,​⁠

“Well,⁠ I guess if‌‌​ there are Butlers,⁠ there has to‌‌‌ be a Master⁠‌ too.”

“Yes.⁠⁠⁠ The Butlers have‍​‌ been waiting for‌‍ him for a long time. I think the Master‌ is connected to⁠‍ the True Ending.”‌​

“Then‍​ let’s head to‍‍ the main building‌ first.”

He‌​‌ tried to convince‌ me that there‌‌‍ wouldn’t be any‍⁠ problems with the‌⁠⁠ cleaners that night.⁠⁠

The‍⁠​ Footmen would also‌⁠​ be patrolling, and‌​ Lieutenant Colonel Je​⁠ was busy in​‍ the basement, so​ the cleaners would‌ continue being eliminated​​ without issue.

He‌‌ had a point.‍​

Gathering‍‌‌ information about the⁠‌ Master was equally‍ urgent.

So‍ I decided to⁠ go to the‍⁠ third floor of​⁠ the main building‌⁠ first.

Along​ the way, we⁠ passed several Creatures.‌‌‍

Every‍‍⁠ one of them‍​​ politely greeted us​⁠‌ with a slight‌ nod before continuing​​ on their way.‌⁠‍

We‌‍ also came across⁠ a few cleaners.⁠

But‌ as long as​​ I didn’t wave‌ my lantern to‍ call them over,‌ none of them‌ seemed to notice‌​ my presence.

I assumed it was‍‍ another ability I had gained after⁠ becoming a Butler‌‌⁠ apprentice.

I wondered what kind‌‍ of abilities I’d⁠ acquire if I became a full-fledged‌ Butler.

If⁠‌ I could fire‌ beams.

The​ very first thing⁠​ I’d do would‍ be to shoot‍⁠‌ Lieutenant Colonel Je‌ with one.

As⁠‍‍ I indulged in‌‌ such a ridiculous⁠‍⁠ fantasy, we arrived​‌ at the first⁠‌ floor of the‍‍‌ main building.

Then.⁠

Rumbleee.‍⁠​

The‍​​ mansion began to​‌ shake.

It‍‍‍ felt like a small earthquake.

Startled,​‍ I stopped immediately.​

Behind‌ me, Kwak Hanmuk‌‍ cursed.

“Damn​ it. Lieutenant Colonel⁠⁠ Je couldn’t hold​ himself back for‍‍ even a moment.”⁠⁠

It⁠​​ was obvious that‌‌ something was happening‌‍ inside the mansion.‍⁠​

My⁠‍​ heart sank.

I threw myself forward.⁠​⁠

But⁠​‍ I couldn’t move.​‍

Kwak‍​ Hanmuk’s hand pressed‌⁠ firmly against my⁠​⁠ shoulder.

“Captain,​​ what are you‍‌ doing? Let go​⁠ of me.”

“I​⁠⁠ don’t want to.”​​

We‍‌ struggled.

I drove my elbow‌‍ backward, aiming for‌ Kwak Hanmuk’s solar⁠‌​ plexus.

But‍​‍ fighting him in‌ close quarters was‍⁠​ a huge disadvantage.‍⁠‍

He‌ easily caught my‌ arm and exclaimed​⁠ in surprise,

“Damn!​‌ Hyung Goyo, you​ know how to⁠ fight!”

Then⁠‍‌ I nearly smashed​​‍ the back of‍ my head into‍⁠ his chin.

As‌‍ we continued struggling,⁠⁠‌ the mansion shook​⁠ again.

This⁠ time, the tremor‍‌‍ was far stronger‍‍ and lasted much‍⁠ longer.

The‌ enormous crystal chandeliers‌​⁠ hanging from the⁠⁠​ ceiling began to⁠ sway violently, describing‌ wide arcs as‌ their crystals crashed‌ against one another.⁠​

Then.⁠​⁠

Crash!!!‍⁠​

Every⁠​‌ window in the⁠‍‍ mansion shattered simultaneously.⁠‍

Fragments​​‍ of glass flew‍​ inward as moonlight‌⁠​ flooded the hallways.‍‌⁠

The⁠ darkness enveloping the​ mansion disappeared.

The‍ brilliant moonlight fell‌⁠⁠ over me as‌​ well.

I looked up at​ the sky.

Countless‍ stars filled it.‍‌​

A gigantic moon that‍ looked utterly unreal.⁠‌

And.​

Lieutenant‌​ Colonel Je.

He‍​ was flying with‍​ his wings fully⁠⁠ spread.

He​ had attacked the⁠ mansion.

While⁠ my attention remained​⁠‌ fixed on Lieutenant​‍‌ Colonel Je, Kwak⁠⁠ Hanmuk took the‍ opportunity to wrap​​⁠ me up with‌‍ his pagoda wood​​‌ bead rosary.

By‍ the time I realized it, my‌ entire body had‌ been immobilized.

I stared at him⁠ in disbelief.

“What​‌ do you think​​ you’re doing?! We’ll⁠⁠‍ never achieve the‌ True Ending like​‌‍ this…! Mmph!”

He‍‌​ covered my mouth.⁠⁠⁠

I struggled with all‍⁠​ my strength.

One⁠ of the rosary⁠‌‍ beads shot forward​⁠ and struck me⁠​‌ squarely in the‍‌ forehead.

I was still glaring‌‍​ daggers at Kwak​⁠‌ Hanmuk when something​⁠‌ caught my eye.‍‍

Booom!!!⁠‌

A small figure kicked​ open the mansion’s‍‌ front door.

‘Captain‍ Mo?’

It‍​‍ was Mo Haein.‍

She​‍ was wielding the⁠‍ Black Moon Blade.​​

The‍⁠‍ shattered remains of‌‍ the front door​ lay scattered at​ her feet.

Without⁠​‌ even disturbing her‍ breathing, she quickly‌ scanned the interior.​‍

Then‌ she found me.‍⁠⁠

Her‌ expression instantly twisted.​‌

Without⁠​ letting go of⁠‌‍ me, Kwak Hanmuk‍​ ran toward her.‍

Since‌⁠ I was still‍⁠⁠ bound by the​⁠ rosary, I ended​‌ up being dragged‍ through the air.‍

Mo​‌‍ Haein hurriedly shouted,​⁠‍

“How’s​​ the Recruit?!”

Kwak​​‍ Hanmuk answered immediately,⁠

“He​ isn’t showing any​‍‍ aggression. At least​‍ not toward us.‌​​ There’s no need‍ to eliminate him.‌ With any luck,⁠⁠‌ it won’t even‌​​ be necessary to‌‍ send him into‍​​ special isolation.”

Hearing⁠ that felt deeply​‌​ unfair.

‘Now‍‍ they think I’m‌‍ infected?’

I might have become​​‍ a Butler apprentice,‌⁠⁠ but I was‍ by no means‌​ infected.

I was still completely​⁠‍ conscious.

However,‌ bound by the​⁠ rosary, I had⁠⁠⁠ no way to⁠​ prove that I was still in​‌‌ my right mind.⁠

Kwak‌‍⁠ Hanmuk and Mo⁠​​ Haein carried me‌‌​ outside the mansion.⁠⁠

“Lieutenant‍‍​ Colonel Je!”

Mo⁠‍ Haein shouted.

Lieutenant‍‌ Colonel Je responded⁠ immediately, swinging his‍‍ metallic hand toward‌‌⁠ the mansion.

Claaang!!!‌

Sparks​‍⁠ flew.

An‌​​ invisible barrier had⁠​ stopped the attack.‌⁠‍

“How​ dare you…!!!”

A gigantic voice crashed‌ down upon us‍‌ as though it⁠‌​ would tear our⁠‌⁠ eardrums apart.

Mo‌ Haein and Kwak⁠ Hanmuk spat blood.‌⁠‍

“How​ dare you, you​‌​ wretches!!!”

The​ previously empty sky‌⁠ erupted with sparks.​⁠‍

Amid‍⁠‍ the flashes appeared⁠⁠‍ the Butlers.

The​ Cat Butler wielded‌‌ a long spear‍⁠ whose blade resembled⁠​ the sun.

The⁠⁠​ Rabbit Butler carried‍⁠‍ another whose blade‌‌‍ was shaped like‌ a crescent moon.‍⁠

Raising‌ his sun spear,‍‌ the Cat Butler‌‍‍ roared in fury.⁠‍‍

“You‌⁠⁠ will not have‌⁠​ a merciful death!!!”⁠⁠‌

His⁠​​ voice echoed like‍ the Day of⁠ Judgment.

I felt my head⁠⁠ vibrating.

Then.‌‌

“…Gunbam?”​‍

The⁠‌‌ Rabbit Butler had‍‍ just spotted me.‌

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