I'm a Goddess to Be Devoured by the Protagonist - Chapter 33

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Episode 33
—The final strike is yours.
Capella spoke with playful generosity.
The legs were bound; what remained was the head.
The legs moved protectively around the head. From that, it seemed highly likely the head was its weak point.
Sirius leapt forward in a burst of speed, rising above the Monster’s skull, and drove his blade down through it.
—Kuaaaagh!
Black blood sprayed in all directions. And with that, the Monster stopped moving.
They had won against the Monster.
At that size, he could grill octopus for a lifetime.
Of course, Monsters weren’t safe to eat, so that would never happen.
—Quite impressive, isn’t it?
—Thank you for taking down that eyesore!
—The sea route is clear again because of you!
Capella marveled, and the Baby Flowers bowed their thanks to Sirius. The one who had spoken so little before now turned away, his mood clearly soured.
—Let’s head back now!
—Wait. There should be a Dungeon nearby.
—Ah, right. There must be where that octopus came from—we should look around and see if anything else is still lurking.
Capella spoke as if she’d just remembered.
This time, unlike in Opal Village, the Dungeon had not vanished even though the Monster had emerged from it. Sirius had been informed of this beforehand.
—There’s an island somewhere around here. I wonder if it’s there.
A Dungeon required solid ground to exist. They could not appear above the sea.
The island Capella led them to bore no sign of human presence anywhere. It was truly an Uninhabited Island.
—Here it is.
Fortunately, they found the Dungeon entrance without difficulty.
While Capella seemed excited, I grew tense.
[Mission]
[Prevent ‘Capella’ from falling into danger.]
[Reward upon success: Bread × 1]
Sirius scanned the system window and turned his gaze to Capella. He asked no questions about the Mission.
Inside the Dungeon, in a shallow pond-like area, small octopus Monsters the size of a palm drifted and bobbed about.
—Just little ones? How boring.
Capella carved through the Monsters while carelessly splashing water.
In the midst of this, one Monster fixed its gaze on Capella in an unnatural way.
[ ( ｡•̀0•́｡)/ !!! ]
I warned Capella of the danger through an emoticon.
[You have activated the Skill ‘Bubble Barrier’.]
—This is dangerous.
—Eh? What is that?
Drill-drill-drill!
The octopus Monster, transformed into a drill, was trying to pierce through the Bubble Barrier.
In the original story, Capella died here. Her body was skewered by a small octopus Monster she’d thought too insignificant to fear, and she perished uselessly.
Another future had been altered.
—Ha ha, I would’ve been dead if things went wrong! I’m alive because of you!
Capella laughed heartily, as if she found the near-death experience hilarious. Despite coming so close to her own demise, her spirits remained bright.
—Let’s finish these things off quickly and get out of here.
The slaughter of the Monsters began.
* * *
—Today is a party! A celebration for the sea route being open again!
The Ship Deck was laden with all manner of seafood, meat, and other provisions.
Sirius and Vega’s plates were piled high with meat.
[‘The Listener Who Draws Diagonals’ is watching to see how much meat you eat.]
—What? Well now, I don’t need to add more, do I?
Capella held up the tongs she’d used to grab the seafood, speaking with amusement.
—Capella! Please put that shrimp on my plate!
—No, on mine first!
The Baby Flowers squabbled over just a bit of seafood.
—I told you not to fight!
Capella mediated between the Baby Flowers, though her mood seemed to be improving.
I wondered if that was the sort of personality one developed from living among all these men.
Sizzle!
Chunks of meat seared roughly on the hot plate, the sound so appetizing I found myself craving a taste.
“Here, take this.”
It was Baby Flower, the same one who’d called Sirius crude just moments before. He was grinning so broadly, with no trace of the hostility he’d shown earlier, as he placed meat onto a plate.
“I owed you an apology. You saved Capella’s life, after all? If it were up to me, I’d have you wait on her hand and foot.”
“No need for such permission, I assure you.”
“Never mind all that nonsense. Our Sirius is going to be living with Vega anyway.”
A few hours later, the feast and merriment wound to a close.
“Come visit anytime!”
“Thanks. Because of you, Capella was able to stay safe.”
And so I’d secured yet another set of future allies.
I was in the process of gathering companions to stand with me against the Evil God.
Companions to face the dangers that lay ahead.
* * *
The broadcast screen showed the interior of a carriage repeating in endless loop.
Using the information Shirin Light had provided, I searched for a deity with an Intervention Level of 10.
[Red Conqueror Who Splits the Plains]
[Intervention Level 10]
After a moment’s hesitation, I sent a chat message much like I had with the Listener.
[Red Conqueror: Boredom’s been killing me. This works out perfectly.]
The tone felt ominous. Would this actually be all right?
[Sent]
Of course, I hardly had the luxury of dwelling on such doubts.
I followed the address the Red Conqueror had sent and teleported there.
What appeared before me was a staircase made entirely of gold.
The brilliant sunlight already beating down was so blinding I felt my eyes might melt. I—a child of darkness born to eternal night—was on the verge of ascending to heaven.
Squinting against the glare, I looked up the stairs. Only then could I make out the master of this place.
A woman sat upon the throne, her back to the sun. She looked like a predator at rest.
Even clad in Golden Armor, her massive frame remained unmistakable.
She wore no helmet, so her face was visible. Her hair, a sharp rust-red, was cut short, the two sides uneven lengths.
If the sun were to take human form, would it look like this? Her presence seemed to double the sun itself, suspended as it was beside her.
Yet this body of mine didn’t so much as squint. Dazzling as it was, blinding even.
“You’ve come.”
She spoke in a tone befitting one called a conqueror.
“So, shall we have a bit of a warm-up?”
I’m sorry? A warm-up?
Lost in confusion, I stood perfectly still, watching. The Red Conqueror shrugged.
“Ah. I suppose I never explained the terms of our arrangement.”
No, that’s true.
“No matter. It’s nothing complicated.”
Well, that’s a relief then…….
“You fight me and win.”
I’m sorry? Me?
I glanced back and forth between her thick arms and my own frail limbs. It seemed she need only grasp my arm to snap it cleanly in two.
The Red Conqueror grinned wickedly and descended the steps before the throne.
No, please—don’t come down!
Even as she descended, I still had to crane my neck to look up at her.
An urgent impulse seized me to flee back to my comfortable space.
But I had to stay calm. I was a Listener—the sort of madman who doesn’t flinch before the strong.
A madman shouldn’t show fear. My face won’t change anyway, so I’ll just keep staring.
The Red Conqueror, who had been looking down at me, suddenly frowned.
I’m terribly sorry. I don’t know what I’ve done wrong, but I apologize.
“Why aren’t you channeling Divine Power? Are you mocking me?”
“I normally don’t channel it.”
Could I channel it if I wanted to?
I decided to do as instructed anyway.
I told myself to wrap Divine Power around my body, and suddenly a deep blue aura burst forth around me.
But isn’t this… rather a lot?
I expected the Red Conqueror to criticize my control, but she showed no sign of it whatsoever.
What appeared on her face was nothing but delight.
Corners of the mouth turned upward, canines like a carnivore’s fangs glinting from between parted lips. Eyes blazing as though they’d spotted prey.
Something felt wrong.
“Ho? Is that a provocation?”
“No. It meant nothing.”
Among gods, wrapping oneself in Divine Power means a challenge to fight. I’d never do that again.
I hastily withdrew my Divine Power from my entire body.
“Nothing, you say.”
Schlick.
A blade sang free with a sound that made my skin crawl. I wanted nothing more than to switch on the broadcast and beg Sirius to save me.
A god, asking a human for salvation.
“Prepare yourself for combat.”
“I have no weapon.”
“That’s hardly an obstacle.”
It certainly seemed like one.
The Red Conqueror seized my arm. With such a difference in leg length, I nearly had to jog to keep pace with his stride.
The wall where he stopped was lined with weapons.
The Red Conqueror drew a sword and handed it to me.
“There. Now…….”
“I don’t know how to use a sword.”
“That’s hardly an obstacle either.”
The Red Conqueror lifted a hand toward empty air. I couldn’t see it, but he seemed to be manipulating a system window.
Whoosh.
Then suddenly a training dummy materialized before me.
“Strike it with all your strength.”
Since he said so, I had to try. I gathered as much power as I could into the blade and brought it down.
Thud.
With a pathetic sound, nothing whatsoever happened to the dummy.
My arm stung. And it was I who’d attacked. I could have sworn I heard the dummy laughing at me.
“Don’t tell me you’ve never fought before.”
“No. What would I have to fight about?”
The Listener looked to be the scheming type, pulling strings from the shadows.
The Red Conqueror stared at me in disbelief. Gods who didn’t fight seemed not to exist in his world.
“I hadn’t thought I’d need to teach such fundamentals.”
Not all gods are as combat-inclined as you are.

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