I'm a Goddess to Be Devoured by the Protagonist - Chapter 43

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Episode 43
Screeeech!!
The monster shrieked in agony. Up close, Sirius could see it was already covered in wounds inflicted by the Eagle Guild members.
Grrrrrowl!!
The monster charged forward, sending dozens of people sprawling backward.
There was no time to check on their welfare—attack was the only option now. Sirius sprinted forward, pursuing the creature.
Whoosh.
Using the Wing Flap Skill, he closed the distance to the monster at blinding speed.
Sirius drove his blade straight down.
Thwack!
The sickening sound of steel piercing flesh echoed as the sword sank into the monster’s leg.
Sirius repeated the motion, riddling the creature with punctures. Black ichor streamed from each wound.
Screeeech!!
The monster lashed out with the very leg Sirius had been stabbing, flinging him backward.
In that instant, Sirius deployed the Water Ripple Skill to blunt the impact, but he couldn’t stop his body from tumbling across the dirt.
The Listener of Wishes Drawing Lines calls out urgently, asking if you’re alright.
I’m fine.
Sirius pushed himself up immediately. His skin was scraped raw from the fall, but there were no serious injuries.
The monster is stronger than expected!
Someone cried out.
But retreat was no longer an option. The Eagle Guild members swallowed hard, tension gripping them.
Among the hesitant fighters, Sirius lunged forward, his sword now wreathed in deepening Aura.
Slice!
He severed one of the monster’s legs cleanly.
Screeeech!!
The monster writhed in pain, its gaze fixing directly on Sirius.
Then it charged forward on three remaining legs.
You have activated the skill Bubble Defense Barrier.
Crack!
The barrier shattered against the creature’s razor-sharp fangs.
Crunch.
Blood.
The Listener of Wishes Drawing Lines springs up in shock.
What do I do? Sirius is hurt.
It’s nothing serious.
Sirius shifted his sword to his uninjured hand. But despite his ability to fight with both arms, he knew this wound was far from trivial.
He charged forward again.
Sirius swung his Aura-infused blade, unleashing the Aura Blade technique—a skill he’d acquired from the manor in Obsidian Village. His Aura traced an arc through the air, manifesting as a sleek, crescent projectile.
What… what is that?
This world lacked anything like Sword Masters, so the sight clearly astonished the onlookers.
The projectile struck the monster’s face, forcing three of its eight eyes shut.
Grrrrowl, screeeech!!
It shrieked horribly at the loss of sight, then began attacking wildly, blindly.
The guild members scattered, putting distance between themselves and the creature.
But Sirius did not retreat. He watched, waiting for the openings created by its overextended movements.
When the moment came, he surged forward again, his Aura blazing.
The first remaining leg, the second, the third.
He carved deep, methodical wounds into each one.
Now the monster could barely move.
Attack!
Spurred on by Sirius’s example, the Guild Master’s cry galvanized the members, who descended upon the helpless creature.
Squelch.
Within moments, the monster’s form dissolved into nothing.
Humanity had claimed victory.
Sirius stood bent over, breathing heavily, his body spent.
The Guild Master approached and steadied him with a hand on his shoulder.
Thanks to you, every member of this guild made it out alive.
One of the guild members wrapped bandages around Sirius’s wounds.
I’d like to repay you. We have plenty of coin.
Money isn’t what I need. When the time comes that I face hardship, I hope I can count on your aid.
An unexpected answer, indeed.
The Guild Master tilted his head once, then settled back.
It’s not a difficult favor, so I’ll grant it.
Thank you.
Truth be told, it’s a difficult request—asking you to fight alongside an Evil God.
Still, it’s an unexpected gain. I’ve made contact with an entire guild, after all.
It will prove invaluable when I face the Evil God later.
* * *
Sirius had dreamed of a god.
The god spoke in the same measured tone he’d heard when they met, offering warm words sent as messages.
In turn, he seemed to pour out his own disjointed thoughts in response.
If he was being honest, it felt good—as if he’d found his only true confidant.
But when he woke, shame flooded through him. He’d used the god selfishly, merely to comfort himself.
[Your contract god, ‘The Listener of Wishes Drawing Lines,’ says he’s worried about why you seem so troubled.]
“…… No, that’s not it.”
And so he had nothing to say to the god.
* * *
In the first-floor dining hall of the inn, a drinking bout had broken out.
Since we’re already dead anyway, let’s drink and go down fighting!
The guild members roared heartily and drained their cups.
It was fortunate he’d sent Vega to her room first. Otherwise, she would have been swept up in the exuberance.
Meanwhile, the Guild Master of the Eagle Guild kept pressing Sirius with questions that weren’t casual at all.
Isn’t it because the god ran away that the world’s fallen into this state? Dungeons spawn at a frightening rate, disasters strike at every turn. Is this really a place fit for people to live?
The Guild Master gulped down more drink.
Bang!
Then he set the empty cup on the table.
Haah…… And so our guild has become so busy we can barely catch our breath. The pay is decent because of it, but we lose comrades far too often.
The Guild Master’s voice had grown subdued.
But just as quickly, his robust demeanor returned.
Why don’t you join our guild? It’s a good place.
I have other matters to attend to, so I don’t intend to join a guild.
Tch, what a shame. A talent like you should be in our guild.
Master! I think the talents we have are enough!
Shut it, you dullards! This one person could replace all of you!
He had returned the Guild Master’s complaint with playful banter.
[‘The Listener of Wishes Drawing Lines’ says that our Sirius is truly irreplaceable talent, indeed.]
* * *
They decided to give Sirius, who had endured much hardship, a chance to rest.
Sirius needed these breaks in between. Otherwise, a person would go mad from fighting alone.
This time they had come to a city, but not to Aquamarine—they had come to Opal instead.
[ ◎0◎ ]
[Foundation Festival]
But a festival was in full swing in the city.
The city was festooned with opal-colored ribbons, and stalls lined up along one side were selling all manner of goods.
There was so much to see that his eyes darted about the screen in distracted wonder.
Ah, but there’s no time for this.
[Mission]
[Enjoy the festival.]
[Mission Success Reward: Bread ×1]
It was important for Sirius to enjoy the festival.
He’d already accepted the mission, but could Sirius, who didn’t know how to play, actually do this well?
Sirius took Vega’s hand and walked through the festival grounds together, making sure not to lose her.
Vega.
Sirius offered her a skewered chicken he’d bought from a stall.
You’re not eating any, Sirius?
It looked too sweet for my taste, so I didn’t buy any for myself.
I see.
Vega took a large bite of the skewered chicken.
It’s sweet and delicious!
I’m glad you’re enjoying it.
Vega made short work of the skewered chicken.
After that, Sirius continued buying food for Vega. Skewers of every kind, cotton candy, ice cream—it seemed his own way of showing affection.
“I’m full now.”
“I see.”
Anyone watching would think he was fattening her up to eat her.
I watched the two of them with quiet satisfaction.
“Sirius, look over there.”
Performers in jester costumes were dancing to cheerful music.
“Could I watch for just a little longer……?”
“Of course.”
They paid admission and watched the jesters dance.
“We’d like to invite all the children to come up on stage.”
The dancing stopped, and one of the performers gestured to the stage with both hands as he spoke.
“Go on up, Vega.”
“Me? Really?”
“Aren’t you a child, after all?”
“Oh…….”
After a moment’s hesitation, Vega climbed onto the stage.
But what were they asking her to do up there?
I found myself focused intently on the screen out of curiosity.
“Now then, let’s see if the Dance Fairy has come among us. Everyone, dance along with the music.”
Oh no. What am I going to do? Vega has to dance in front of all these people.
“I…….”
“Yes?”
“Could I sit this one out……?”
“Absolutely not! You can’t come down until the dance is finished!”
“Oh no…….”
At the performer’s insistence, Vega began moving hesitantly.
But as she went on, she grew more fluid, dancing quite well. She followed the jesters’ steps as if she’d known them all along.
“And that’s the end of our dance! Now, let’s choose this festival’s Dance Fairy.”
Please, let it be Vega. I need it to be Vega who becomes this dance fairy or whatever.
“We appoint you as this festival’s Dance Fairy.”
All the performers pointed to Vega. Her face flushed deep red.
This is basically tormenting an introvert. I shouldn’t have wished she’d be chosen.
“Here is a gift for our Dance Fairy.”
The performer placed a Rabbit Headband on Vega’s head. It suited her rabbit-like appearance perfectly.
Only after the headband was placed could Vega come down from the stage.
“Ugh……. I’m so embarrassed.”
“You did wonderfully, Vega.”
“Really?”
[ (b ᐛ )b ]
Yes, for someone so shy, she danced quite well.

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