Chapter 961 – Provocation Resistance Level 0

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It seemed like the predator that was clinging to him would never let go until Cleon nodded.

Even after finding out her identity, looking at her crying and whining with her sticky body, she couldn’t believe that she was the Jormungand me-
She had talked to before.

She could not possibly be considered a predator like Yog-Sothoth, whom she had faced twice and had to fight to the death each time.

“Okay, so get away… If I stick with you, I might be contaminated by the magic of another dimension…!”

“You’re treating people like pathogens…! Even though it’s like this, when I came over here, I left that out of the way!?”

In Cleon’s words, she says that her body is clean.

Still, does she think that if she separates from Cleon, whom she barely clings to, her appeal will weaken?

Watching her pull her pants down to the point where they come off, Cleon can’t help but ask one more question.

“So… If I wait like this, it will be resolved? Will the past life side effects of the progenitors and fairies be resolved?”

She would answer Cleon’s question by nodding her head up and down.

“Yes, that’s right! If Sijo wakes up, I too will be able to escape this place, her mental world! If that happens, the exile that has lasted for tens of thousands of years will end! I will quickly return to the gap in the other dimension! So, please don’t wake up until then, just stay here with me…!”

In other words, I will not remain in this world and commit any evil deeds.

However, on the other hand, when she returns to the gap in another dimension, she will return to her original form of predator and will again seek to prey on another dimension.

No, there was a possibility that she could return to their dimension if she wanted.

Although it is classified in the category of ‘predator’, it is different from ‘Jormungand’, which only observes while talking about its unknown relationship.

＂…＂

Cleon listens to her and several thoughts come to mind.

Her danger.

And there is a possibility that it is a lie.

A story about the side effects caused by the structural flaws of the progenitors and fairies.

If it happens to you, it will never be fixed.

We can’t let her be released like this, but we can’t let her ancestors and fairies go either.

After making that decision, Cleon finally makes up his mind and speaks to her.

“The predators I know… Are beings who deceive people with plausible words, go over to that person’s dimension, and eat everything.”

“Eh, hey… What kind of times are these days… If you work like that… You get sued by the law?”

To Cleon’s words, she answered, sweating profusely, unable to meet his gaze.

As expected, it seemed clear that there was something else going on.

“Hey. Don’t joke around.”

Therefore, Cleon appears with the harshest expression on his face and speaks to her as if scolding her.

“… I was caught off guard earlier. You won’t get hit twice. After waking up, it doesn’t matter if you join her companions and leave Fairy Scent immediately.”

When Cleon clenched her fist and raised her arm, she became quiet as if she had nothing to say.

“You said you wanted a happy ending, right? For me, the top goal is to return to the original world with my colleagues.”

She muttered in confusion at Cleon’s words, which could only be felt as her sincerity.

“Well, that’s different from what he said… The magic swordsman who connects the stars cooperates unconditionally when it comes to saving people…”

＂What…?＂

Cleon, who didn’t miss her muttering, held her chin with one hand and asked while pressing both her cheeks with his thumb and the rest of his fingers.

＂Eububeup!?＂

“Who is that guy?”

When I widened her eyes and asked her threateningly, she smiled and said, “Hehe.”

＂Well, I can’t tell you that directly… So… What is it? Even if I was asked such a question, I was told not to answer at all…”

As she speaks with her cheek held, she still avoids eye contact.

“… Now that I think about it, something was strange. You knew my name from the beginning. But you came here tens of thousands of years ago… Say. From whom did you hear about me?”

Maybe he heard others calling his name.

However, I knew some information that could not be known with that alone.

She kept her mouth shut, avoiding eye contact.

Cleon looks at her silently, but she soon sighs quietly and lets go of the hand holding her face.

“… Sorry. I was a little nervous too. You know? I was suddenly brought to a place like this…”

And, when I started talking in as calm a tone as possible, she also nodded her head carefully.

“But… If you say you’re hiding something like that, I can’t trust you either. Because there is no proof that you won’t betray me along the way and harm us.”

＂Yeah… Right…＂

When she heard Cleon speak much more calmly than before, she nodded as if she understood a little.

“Ah… But, if I tell you this later… Ugh… What should I do…”

Then she groans and agonizes while holding her own head with both hands.

Thanks to this, Cleon was able to escape from her grasp and move behind her.

＂Ugh…! Yes, anyway, it’s such a wide gap in another dimension, and there’s no way we’ll ever meet again…!”

And as if she had finally made up her mind, she looked back at Cleon and opened her mouth.

“When I heard your story, I was swimming through a gap in another dimension as usual. I had just finished eating, so I was full and in a good mood. Then, I felt a magical power that I had never felt before, so I got curious and went closer to take a look. Human beings like you.”

“… Humans living in the gap between two dimensions?”

Although Cleon was a little annoyed by what she said, he was curious about the more important content that followed.

Because she never thought that people could live in such a space.

“Okay. Even though he was a human, should I say that he transcended a little bit of the human aspect? He was a human being who was separated from time and space by a mysterious power. She talked to her a little bit.”

After listening to that point, Cleon felt like something in her was being shaken and something was falling from her heart.

After hearing that story, there was only one person that came to mind.

However, if she overreacts here – she may be seen as a weakness by her, causing her to question the nature of her relationship with herself.

Cleon thinks about her and asks her as she tries to suppress herself.

“… What kind of person was he?”

“Even if you ask me what kind of person he is, I can only answer that he was a strange guy. Even though she knew I was a predator, she wasn’t scared, and she actually felt like it was okay to deal with it. There’s no way the guy living in a place like that is normal, so I didn’t intentionally start a fight.”

That’s right.

If she had collided with her, the woman in front of her now would not have been able to remain the same.

“So, as she listened to her stories about this and that, she also heard stories about this world. And a story about ‘you’, her acquaintance who lives there.”

After hearing those words, Cleon fell silent for a moment.

“For a moment. So… You found this world after receiving her information?”

＂What… Is that going to happen?＂

＂… Why Lesia?＂

Cleon couldn’t help but be a little confused by her answer.

There was no way she, living in a gap in another dimension, would not know what would happen to the world that came into view of her predator.

Nevertheless, does it mean that she had some meaning in sending her to this world?

Cleon looked at her, shaking his head as if he didn’t know.

＂That’s it… After I met her there, she came straight here and got trapped there. … I never thought there would be someone with the will to trap me. I’m a victim too…”

She said that shamelessly as she came to prey on the world.

However, if one of the humans who caused the cause was Lesia…

Cleon stayed quiet after hearing her words, then clenched her fist.

Even if Lesia was one of the causes, it still didn’t change the fact that the being in front of her was a threat in all other dimensions, including this world.

And fortunately, he is quite weakened.

If you’re trying to neutralize it, there’s no better opportunity than now.

“Good. “I’ll do as you say.”

As Cleon said that, she spread her hands and raised them.

“Joe, good! Yes!? You are finally able to communicate well!”

She gets up from her seat, thinking that she has finally convinced Cleon.

And Cleon also looked at her and smiled back.

“Okay. Even if you regain your original strength after being liberated from here and come back to this world, I don’t think it will be a big deal.”

＂… Ha? ＂

“I was wary at first, but after listening to the story, I found out that wasn’t the case. In the end, you were deceived by the progenitor… In fact, you are not that strong among the predators, are you?”

＂…＂

As Cleon continued speaking while smiling, the woman’s face in front of her cracked.

It’s not a metaphor, it’s really true.

“Let’s play chess while we wait. A sport you can win.”

＂Ha-ah-ah-ah-!?!＂

At Cleon’s words, she immediately got up from her seat and raised her voice.

＂No, why? “I’ll do as you say?”

“You, you… How dare you talk to me like that…!”

She looks angry, perhaps because she has pride of her own.

However, when Cleon looks at her like that, shows her shyness and smiles, and says the following-

“You said we should get along well? Likewise, as a body trapped by the progenitor. Oh, no. If you say it earlier, I can get up if I try, right? Then… It’s not the same. Are you saying mine is a bit higher?”

Drop.

“Hey! Human!”

The next moment, she screams.

And her limbs, just like when she crawled to Cleon earlier, became limp and lost their shape, turning into heavy, sticky mud.

Perhaps, as she lost her senses and her composure, her ability to replicate her ancestor’s appearance deteriorated.

Thinking that this was also a harvest, Cleon looked at her while digging her own ear with her little finger.

“Don’t scream, I can hear you.”

“Why are you ignoring me like that!? I am ‘Nyala’, the embodiment of chaos, who has lived for over tens of thousands of years, has devoured as many as three worlds, and has even taken the countless diverse knowledges accumulated there as my own! At best, a subject born with a slightly special factor created through experimentation…!”

Cleon puts his hands in his pockets as she pours out her rapid-fire boasts.

“But you lost a fist fight to me earlier.”

＂Who fights so barbarically these days? If we had fought with magic or brains instead, do you think you would have lost?”

“Oh, so you can only win in areas where you are good at?”

Cleon raised her hand and shook her head with a mocking smile.

It was a clear provocation, and it was a childish remark that would not have been caught if one maintained one’s sense of reason.

As she had been mentally damaged in many ways by coming this far, it felt as if every word Cleon said was being played through ASMR right next to her ear as he clawed at her steel plate. Br〉

Eventually, she couldn’t hold back, and she created a large spear out of her boiling mud, and launched it around herself.

No, it was not a spear, but something similar in thickness to a pillar, and perhaps because it was made of clay, it was bent around and ready to be swung at Cleon like her whip.

… Somehow, it looks like the legs of an octopus.

Maybe that was what caught her earlier.

“Hey, come on! Today you die and I die! It doesn’t matter if I can’t be released!”

In any case, she talks excitedly while burning intense hostility toward Cleon.

Looking at her like that, Cleon-

＂I don’t like it?＂

She answered, adding as much of her own disgust as possible.

Her model was Albaine.

After hearing Cleon’s answer, ‘Niala’ looked at Cleon with a blank expression, as if bewildered, but Cleon didn’t care.

“Why me? I want to get out of here quietly? That’s because I don’t want to fight with you.”

“Whatever,” Said Cleon, sitting down on the chair she had made and continuing her story.

“If you say something to me like that, I’m so scared that I don’t think I can do anything. It’s a pity for Sijo, but he has no choice but to get up and leave.”

“Don’t run away!”

＂Say whatever you want~＂

As Cleon said that and stretched out, Nyala puffed out her cheeks and glared at Cleon.

Is this guy really a predator that has lived for over tens of thousands of years?

Or, did he lose some ability… Intellect after rotting here for a long time?

Cleon looks at her as if he can’t help but move her legs and speak to her with her chair raised only by her hind legs.

＂If you want to compete that much… How about competing in an event of your own choosing?＂

“What…? What sport do you choose?”

“Okay. You’re a predator that’s lived for over 10,000 years, and you’re weak in close combat, but they say you can beat them in other sports?”

At Cleon’s words, she closed her mouth and opened it, trying to refute something, but she was so confused.

However, since she had a history of making a big fuss up to this point, she did not forgive herself for letting go of her pride.

Above all, she felt like her stress would explode if she didn’t do something.

＂Okay… Okay, okay! I will fight you in whatever sport you decide! Pick anything! Magic, knowledge, incantation, alchemy, illusion, anything!”

＂…＂

When Cleon heard that, she finally adjusted her posture.

Return her chair to normal and sit down, looking at her and smiling at her.

“Then there is something I would like you to prepare.”

＂What is it?＂

＂A bed large enough for two people to lie down.＂