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I’m a Young God, Won’t You Raise Me? Chapter 45

Chapter 45

On‌​​ the first night‌⁠​ after entering CCC,⁠‍ every member of​⁠⁠ the Special Mission‌‌ Team except Han​​⁠ Goyo gathered in​‌ the basement to⁠ discuss the situation.⁠

They⁠‍⁠ had to make​ a decision.

Should​‌ they complete the​​​ main quest, “Rescue‍⁠ Han Goyo,” or​‍ follow the plan​​ he had proposed?‌

Lieutenant‌​⁠ Colonel Je summarized‌⁠ Han Goyo’s condition‍⁠ in a single⁠ sentence.

“He’s⁠‌ lost his mind.”​‍⁠

Mo‌‍⁠ Haein, still as‍‍ pale as before,‍‍‌ bit down hard​⁠‌ on her lip.‍

The⁠‍‌ section of the‌​ basement assigned to‌​⁠ her was connected‍⁠‌ to the entire⁠‍ mansion, making it​ easy to move‌‌​ around, but aside‌ from that, it‌‍‍ had no advantages.​⁠‍

It⁠ was the place‌ where the most⁠⁠‌ dangerous Creatures continuously‍‌ respawned.

Unlike​​ the elegant Creatures​⁠⁠ on the upper‍ floors, the ones‍ in the basement‍⁠‌ were grotesque in⁠​ appearance and far‌ more violent.

Even‌‍ so, thanks to⁠‍ the Ray Gun‍ Han Goyo had‍⁠⁠ won for her‍‌‌ on the roulette,‍​ she could deal‌⁠ with them without​⁠⁠ too much difficulty.​‍

Sitting‍​‌ on a damp‍‌‌ wooden barrel, Mo​⁠ Haein absentmindedly stroked‌⁠‌ the Ray Gun‍​ in her hands.‌

Han⁠ Goyo was an‌⁠ indispensable member of‍ the team.

That⁠‌‍ was an entirely⁠⁠ logical conclusion.

“I⁠⁠​ think we should⁠⁠⁠ complete the main‍⁠‌ quest.”

She​⁠ deliberately expressed her​ opinion as objectively⁠ as possible so‍​ that it wouldn’t​ sound like a decision based on​⁠‌ her personal feelings.‌‍

“At⁠ the moment, the​ method the Recruit​‍‍ proposed for reaching‌​‍ the True Ending‍‌ directly benefits the‍‌‍ mansion. There’s a risk that the‍‌‌ situation will change‍⁠⁠ before we can‍‍ reach the True‍​‌ Ending.”

Kwak⁠ Hanmuk, crouching on‍ top of a dented bucket, raised‌​ a hand.

“I‍​ agree with Captain​ Mo.”

Han‍ Goyo had asked​ them to feed‍​ the cleaners to​​‌ the Creatures in‍⁠​ order to reach‍‌ the True Ending.⁠

But⁠‍ the more cleaners​​⁠ the mansion devoured,⁠‌ the more powerful​‍⁠ it became.

Everything⁠⁠‌ depended on Han​ Goyo being able⁠ to keep his‌‌ sanity for those‌​ seven days.

If‍​ he ended up⁠⁠​ fully assimilating as⁠⁠ a Butler and‌⁠⁠ changed his mind—‍⁠⁠

It‍ would all be‍⁠​ over.

Not​​ only would they‌​ lose the True⁠​⁠ Ending.

They​ might end up⁠ making the mansion​⁠ even stronger.

Trying⁠ to keep her⁠​‍ tone calm, Mo‌‍​ Haein continued.

“The⁠⁠‍ only thing we​‌ don’t know is‍ what conditions we⁠ have to fulfill⁠ for the system‌⁠ to recognize that⁠ we’ve actually rescued‌ him.”

Clink.‍​ Clink. Clink.

Lieutenant​ Colonel Je absentmindedly​‌​ moved his metallic‍ hand and asked,​‌

“And‍⁠⁠ the third option?”‌‍

There⁠‌​ was still one⁠‌ more alternative.

Abandon‍ Han Goyo and⁠‍ clear the Trial‌ with only the⁠‍ rest of the⁠‌​ team.

Even‌ if they ignored⁠⁠⁠ the main quest,⁠‍​ there would surely‌‌ still be a way to complete‍ it.

Mo​‍ Haein once again⁠​ suppressed the nausea​ rising in her‌ throat.

Fortunately,‌ Kwak Hanmuk spoke‍​​ instead.

“Rather​⁠ than wasting time‌ looking for a third option, it’d‌‍​ be better to​⁠ rescue Han Goyo.​‍ It’s the main‍‍‍ quest, after all.​⁠ It’s the safest‌‍​ bet.”

Then‌​ he added his⁠ personal opinion.

“Besides,​‌‌ Han Goyo has⁠​ an enormous amount‌‍ of knowledge about‍ Trials, and he‍ causes strange interactions‍‍​ with both NPCs‍‌‌ and items. If‌ he ends up⁠ becoming a complete⁠‌ NPC, I don’t⁠ think anything good⁠‍​ will come of‍‌‌ it.”

Then‌⁠ he added one‌​‌ final remark.

“Besides,‍ Samra won’t just‍ sit back and‌​​ do nothing.”

Lieutenant⁠ Colonel Je absentmindedly⁠ ran his hand‍‌ across the wall.⁠​

Creaaak.​​

The​ unpleasant scraping echoed⁠ through the basement.⁠⁠‍

Yet​ the stone wall⁠ didn’t receive so‍⁠ much as a scratch.

He​​⁠ stared at it‌‌ for a few‌‌ seconds before speaking.‍​

“I​​‍ don’t want to​ leave him behind​​ either.”

He‌​​ had mentioned the‌ third option, but⁠ in reality, he​‌‍ didn’t seem willing⁠ to abandon Han‍⁠‌ Goyo either.

‘Though‌ if we had‍​ to abandon him,‌ he’d probably prefer⁠ to kill him​ himself.’

While‍‌ thinking that, Kwak‌‌ Hanmuk waited for‍ the final decision.‌⁠‍

“Then‍ we’ll do the‌‌ main quest.”

Once‍‍​ the plan was‍⁠ decided, Lieutenant Colonel​​‍ Je proposed the​‍ simplest solution.

And‌ also the most​⁠‍ violent one.

“Let’s‌⁠ destroy the mansion.”‍‍‌

The‌​ idea was to‌ solve the problem​​‍ physically before the⁠ infection progressed any‌⁠ further.

Kwak⁠‌​ Hanmuk suspected it​ wasn’t so much⁠​⁠ a strategy as​‍‌ Lieutenant Colonel Je’s​⁠​ personal preference for​‍​ smashing every Trial⁠​⁠ to pieces.

But‍‌ he couldn’t think‍⁠⁠ of any other‍⁠‌ way to rescue‌⁠​ Han Goyo.

So⁠ he had no‌ choice but to‍ agree.

They​⁠‍ decided to begin​⁠ the operation on‍⁠ the second night.​⁠‍

Tasked‌‍⁠ with luring Han⁠​ Goyo away, Kwak​ Hanmuk headed to‍‍‌ the guest room⁠⁠‍ on the third‍​ floor.

He⁠‌ hid himself and​‌‌ waited.

Not​‍⁠ long afterward, Han​​ Goyo stepped into​ the hallway carrying‍​‌ a lantern.

From⁠‍ that moment on,‌​ Kwak Hanmuk silently‌ followed him.

Watching‌​ him act, he​‍ could only click⁠⁠⁠ his tongue.

‘If‌‌⁠ we leave him‍​‍ like this, we’re‌​⁠ screwed.’

That‌ was the only‌⁠⁠ thought that came‍‍ to mind.

There‍ was nothing more‌ terrifying than someone⁠⁠ who knew the⁠ game perfectly.

Han​‍ Goyo waved the​⁠ lantern to attract​ cleaners panicking in⁠​ the darkness, then‍ used the mansion’s‍‍ Creatures to dispose‌‌​ of them.

He‌​⁠ did it with​ astonishing naturalness.

He‍ looked like an⁠ NPC who had​ always been part⁠‍ of the setting.‌⁠

If‍‌ an NPC capable​ of luring cleaners​ the way Han⁠⁠ Goyo did ever‍⁠ appeared in CCC.⁠

It⁠ would be an​​​ incredibly troublesome enemy.‌​⁠

The​​ Trial’s difficulty would‌​ increase by at⁠ least one rank.‌

After⁠ listening from outside‍ as the ballerina‌​ Creature twisted the​ cleaners into spiral-shaped‌‌ masses.

Kwak​‍⁠ Hanmuk finally called‍‍⁠ out to Han⁠⁠ Goyo.

If⁠‍ he let him​‍ continue, there wouldn’t‌​‌ be a single​⁠ cleaner left alive.‍⁠⁠

While⁠​ trying to stop​ him from killing​⁠ any more of⁠ them, he carefully‍‌​ observed Han Goyo’s​⁠ behavior to assess‌⁠‍ the extent of‍ his infection.

It‌‍ felt absurd watching‍‌ him work so‌‌‌ hard to fulfill⁠​‍ his role as​⁠⁠ an apprentice Butler.‌⁠

Even​⁠ so.

At​‍​ that level of⁠‍ infection, if they‍ managed to get‌⁠‌ him out of‍⁠‍ the Trial, there‍​ would be no‍ reason to execute⁠‌‌ him.

After⁠‍ a brief struggle,‍ he managed to‍‍ subdue Han Goyo.​

Then​⁠ he completely restrained‌‍ him with the⁠ pagoda wood bead⁠‍ rosary.

Up​‌ until the moment‌‌ he ran out‌ of the mansion‌‍​ carrying Han Goyo,⁠ who continued struggling⁠‍ despite being bound.⁠

Everything‍‌ seemed to be‌‌ going reasonably well.‍

Lieutenant​​⁠ Colonel Je had‌⁠ made his move​‌ earlier than planned,‍ but Kwak Hanmuk‍​‌ still believed they⁠​‌ could handle the‌ situation.

At​ least.

Until⁠ the Butlers appeared,‌​ utterly enraged.

“You‍‍⁠ will not be⁠ granted a merciful‍​⁠ death!!!”

The‌‌⁠ voices of the​‍ two spear-wielding Butlers‌​‌ made his internal⁠‍ organs tremble.

Kwak​‌ Hanmuk spat out⁠‍ a mouthful of​‌ blood and wiped​​ his chin with​⁠ the back of​‍ his hand before⁠ cursing.

He​‍ had expected those⁠⁠‍ Butlers to be​ strong.

But‌‍​ this far exceeded‌​​ anything he had⁠‌‍ anticipated.

’…Damn‌​​ it, they’re at​‍ least four-star level.’‍​

Originally,⁠​ you never had⁠ to fight the‍‌‍ Butlers in CCC,​‌ so he hadn’t‌‌ known, but it⁠​​ was obvious they⁠⁠ were far beyond⁠‍​ ordinary four-star enemies.​‍‍

Just‍ as Kwak Hanmuk⁠‍​ decided to leave‌ the matter to⁠ Lieutenant Colonel Je⁠‌ and get out‍ of there with​‍​ the deranged Night‌​⁠ Chestnut—

“…Gunbam?”‌

Something⁠​‍ happened that was​‍ completely outside every​⁠ possible plan.

The​‍‍ Butlers, who should​⁠ have prioritized protecting‌‍ the mansion above​ all else, ignored⁠ the fact that⁠​ it was under​​​ attack.

And‍‌ they put Han‍​ Goyo first.

Along⁠ with his confusion‍ came a deep‍‍‌ sense of disbelief.‌⁠​

‘How​‍ can that possibly‍‍⁠ make any sense?’‍​

For​ NPCs to prioritize​‍ a suitable candidate⁠ over the mansion‌​ itself—the very foundation⁠ of their own‍⁠‌ existence—was absurd.

It‍ was as absurd​‌ as imagining Lieutenant⁠ Colonel Je treating‍​‌ a Trial with‌‌​ kindness.

But‌​ he had no⁠‌⁠ time to think⁠ about it.

Kwak​‌‍ Hanmuk broke into⁠‍⁠ a run.

“Gunbam!”‌​​

To‍‍ his dismay, both​⁠⁠ the Cat Butler‌ and the Rabbit⁠ Butler chased after‌⁠​ Han Goyo.

Boom!⁠​

The⁠‍ Black Moon Blade​‌‌ blocked the Cat⁠⁠​ Butler’s Sun Spear.⁠‌‌

The‌ violent shockwave whipped‌ through Mo Haein’s‌‌‌ short hair.

Without⁠⁠ changing her expression,⁠⁠ she faced the​‍​ Cat Butler and‍‍ clicked her tongue.⁠⁠⁠

“Come‌​ here, kitty.”

The⁠‌‌ provocation was extraordinarily‍‍‌ effective.

The‌​‍ Cat Butler flew‌ into a rage‌⁠⁠ immediately and launched‌‍​ his assault.

Beams⁠ erupted from every‌ direction as his​ elegant spear technique‌ enveloped Mo Haein.⁠‍

She⁠‌‍ was already short,‍‌ but compared to⁠ a Butler, she‌ looked tiny.

Using‌‌‌ her small frame​​‌ to her advantage,⁠ she dodged each‌​ attack by the​ narrowest of margins‌‍‌ before counterattacking.

And⁠ the Rabbit Butler.⁠⁠

Lieutenant‍⁠ Colonel Je was‌ supposed to deal​ with him.

“Damn‍⁠ it, Lieutenant Colonel​​ Je!”

But​ he was doing​‍​ something else.

After‍‍‌ landing on the‍ ground, Lieutenant Colonel⁠ Je separated his‍​ metallic wings into⁠ countless feather-shaped blades‌​ and said,

“Wait.”‌‍

When​‌‌ a lieutenant colonel⁠​ gave an order,​​ a captain had​⁠⁠ no choice but‍ to obey.

So‍​​ all Kwak Hanmuk‍‍​ could do was⁠ keep running from‌ the Rabbit Butler.⁠‍

The​ Rabbit Butler raised‍ his Crescent Spear.​

The⁠‌‍ sight of that⁠ enormous figure wielding‌ an even longer‌⁠ spear was genuinely‌​ intimidating.

His‍‍ voice made Kwak‍ Hanmuk’s brain vibrate.​

“Gunbam.‌ I will save​⁠​ you.”

The​‌ Crescent Spear tore⁠⁠ through the night‌ sky.

Countless​⁠ beams scattered in‌​‍ every direction along‍ the spear’s trajectory.​⁠

They⁠⁠ were so fast​⁠ that dodging them⁠‍ while carrying Han​‍ Goyo was nearly⁠⁠ impossible.

Kwak⁠​ Hanmuk created a barrier with the⁠ bead rosary to⁠‌⁠ block the attack.‌‌

Rumble!‌

The​⁠ continuous impacts made​‌ everything spin before‍⁠ his eyes.

The⁠‍ instant the barrage‌‌ of beams stopped,‍ he hurled the⁠‌‌ rosary, wrapping it⁠‌ around the Rabbit⁠​⁠ Butler’s spear.

At​‌ the same time,​⁠ a sharp pain‍⁠‍ shot through his​ heart.

He‌‌‌ braced himself for⁠‍ the next attack.​⁠

But​​ for some reason,‌​ the Rabbit Butler‍ simply stood there,​⁠⁠ watching him.

Seizing⁠‌ the opportunity, Kwak⁠ Hanmuk pulled on‌‍‌ the rosary with‌‍‌ all his strength.‍⁠⁠

Screeech!‍

The⁠‍ beads twisted with‌ a shrill metallic​​ screech.

But​ the Rabbit Butler‍‍ remained completely motionless,⁠‍‍ holding onto his‌‍ spear.

After⁠‌ watching Kwak Hanmuk​ for a few⁠⁠⁠ moments, he spoke​⁠​ in a much⁠​ darker voice.

“How‌​ insolent.”

The​ Rabbit Butler swung‌ his spear violently.​‍

Unable‌ to withstand the‍​ force, the rosary​ shattered, and the⁠‍ beads flew apart.‌​

As​⁠⁠ Kwak Hanmuk tried⁠ to gather the‌​ scattered beads—

The⁠ mansion screamed.

“Aaaaaaaagh!!!”‍​​

It‍‍ was a horrifying⁠‍ shriek, like the‌ cry of a creature born from‍‌ the abyss.

Both​‌ the Cat Butler⁠ and the Rabbit⁠ Butler froze.

Cruuunch…​ Craaack…

The‍ east wing of​ the mansion began⁠⁠ to warp.

As‍ though an invisible​​‌ force were crushing​​‍ it, the entire‌​ structure twisted.

Then⁠ it exploded.

BOOM!​⁠

The‌ remains of the‍‍ east wing blasted⁠ in every direction.⁠

Standing‍ before the explosion,⁠​ Lieutenant Colonel Je‍‌​ remained perfectly still⁠‌ as he gathered⁠‍⁠ the metallic blades‌ once more to‌⁠ reconstruct his wings.‌‌

The‌⁠​ Cat Butler and​‌​ the Rabbit Butler​ silently stared at⁠​ the completely destroyed‌‌⁠ east wing.

Even‍‌‌ though neither of​​ them had eyes,⁠⁠⁠ the direction of⁠‌‌ their gaze alone‍ was enough to⁠ send chills down‌‍‌ Kwak Hanmuk’s spine.​​​

‘What‍ the hell did‍ that lunatic do?’⁠‌

After‍​ a brief moment‌‌⁠ of awe, Kwak‍​ Hanmuk started running​⁠⁠ again.

Both‌ Butlers simultaneously pointed‌ their spears at⁠ Lieutenant Colonel Je.⁠

A scorching light as‌​ hot as the‌ sun and another‌⁠‍ as cold as‌ the moon began‍‌ gathering at the​ tips of their‍‍ weapons.

This⁠​ was a completely⁠‍‌ different attack pattern.‍⁠⁠

Both‍‌ lights continued to​​⁠ grow.

Until⁠ they finally merged⁠‌‌ into one.

Then⁠⁠ they fired an​⁠⁠ immensely powerful beam.​

Lieutenant‍ Colonel Je immediately‌ took off to⁠⁠ dodge it.

But‍ it was useless.⁠‌

The​ beam pursued its​​ target.

So​‍ he twisted in⁠⁠‍ midair and flew⁠⁠‌ straight toward the‌⁠ main building.

Since‌⁠⁠ he was going‌ to be hit‍ anyway.

He⁠‌​ intended to destroy‍ the main building‍ as well.

However,‍ as though they‌​​ had perfectly anticipated‍‍ his intentions, the‍‌ Butlers swung their​⁠⁠ spears once more.​‍‍

Another‍ beam erupted from‍​ a different direction,‌​ striking from the⁠‌​ opposite side and⁠⁠‍ trapping Lieutenant Colonel‍⁠ Je between the‍‌ two attacks.

Flash!⁠‍‌

For​​ an instant, everything​‌ shone as brightly‍​‍ as midday.

When‍‌​ the light disappeared.​​

Lieutenant‌ Colonel Je’s body‌‌ fell toward the‍‌ ground.

He‍ spread his wings‍⁠‍ at the last‍ moment, barely cushioning‌‌ the impact before⁠⁠⁠ crashing down.

He‍ staggered forward several⁠‌ steps before dropping​⁠ to one knee.⁠⁠

His​‌ protective glasses cracked.⁠

Then​‌ split cleanly in⁠⁠⁠ two before falling⁠ to the ground.‌

Lieutenant‌ Colonel Je slowly⁠​ raised his head.‌⁠

And‍‍⁠ Kwak Hanmuk realized​ he needed to⁠‌‍ run even faster.‍​​

Not⁠‌‍ because Lieutenant Colonel‌⁠​ Je had survived​⁠‍ such an attack.‍​

That‍​ alone was already‍‍ monstrous.

What‍​ was truly dangerous⁠‍ was that beneath⁠ his blood-covered face.⁠​‍

His​⁠‌ eyes were shining​ with pure excitement.‌⁠​

‘We’re​‌‍ screwed.’

Whenever‍‌ he reached that​ state.

Lieutenant⁠‍‌ Colonel Je stopped‍​‌ distinguishing between friend‌⁠ and foe.

Anyone​‍ who stayed near⁠‌ him inevitably got‌‍ caught in the⁠⁠‌ middle of the‍​ fight.

On‌‌ top of that,‌ the Butlers’ offensive⁠‍⁠ power was completely​ abnormal.

If‌​ this continued.

They‌ could all end‌‍‍ up wiped out.⁠⁠‍

As‍‍ he gripped the‌​‍ bead rosary tightly,⁠‌ he heard a very faint voice.​

“Captain‍‌ Kwak…”

Kwak⁠‌ Hanmuk was even​⁠ more startled than⁠‌ when Lieutenant Colonel⁠‍​ Je had survived‌‍‌ the twin beams.⁠‍

Without⁠‍ receiving any command‌‍ from its owner,‍‍‍ the bead rosary⁠ moved on its⁠‍ own and released‍​ Han Goyo’s gag.⁠‌

His‍‍ face completely pale,‌⁠‍ Han Goyo spoke.​​‌

“I’ve‍‍‌ come back to‌ my senses. Please​​ untie me.”

Naturally,‍ Kwak Hanmuk couldn’t‍⁠ believe him that⁠⁠‍ easily.

So​‌⁠ he resorted to‍ the oldest verification‍‌ method there was.⁠‌‌

“The​​ Butlers are a damned cat and‌ a damned rabbit.‌ Say it.”

“The‌‌‌ Butlers are a damned cat and‌⁠‍ a damned rabbit.⁠⁠ Now please untie​‍​ me.”

Kwak⁠‌ Hanmuk removed the‌ bead rosary.

The‌ moment his feet‍ touched the ground‍ again, Han Goyo⁠​‍ rubbed his arms​‌ while looking over‍⁠ the devastation surrounding‌‌ them.

Then,‍‌ all of a sudden, he apologized.⁠‍⁠

“I’m​ sorry, Captain Kwak.”‌

A system window appeared‍‍⁠ before Kwak Hanmuk.⁠‍​

‘Han⁠⁠⁠ Goyo’ has registered​‌ ‘Kwak Hanmuk’.

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