I'm a Young God, so Please Raise Me - Chapter 45

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Chapter 45
On the first night after entering Samra, all members of the Special Task Force except Han Go-yo gathered in the Basement for a meeting.
They needed to make a choice.
Whether to pursue the main Quest of “Rescuing Han Go-yo,” or to follow the method Han Go-yo had proposed.
Je Hyeon-o summed up Han Go-yo’s condition in a single phrase.
“He’s lost it.”
Mo Hae-in, still pallid, clenched her lips tightly.
The Basement section assigned to her connected to the entire Mansion, making movement convenient, but it had no other advantages.
It was a place where the most troublesome creatures continuously regenerated.
Unlike the refined-looking creatures on the upper floors, the creatures in the Basement were grotesque in appearance, and their nature was equally vile.
Still, because Han Go-yo had drawn a ray gun for her from the roulette, she could handle them with relative ease.
Mo Hae-in sat perched on a damp wooden barrel, absently fidgeting with the ray gun in her hand.
Han Go-yo was an essential member of the team.
This was a logical assessment.
“I would prefer that we pursue the main Quest.”
She spoke only in objective terms, ensuring her opinion wouldn’t sound like a personal claim rooted in past grievances.
“The true ending method the trainee has proposed benefits the Mansion. There is a risk of corruption before it leads to the true ending.”
Gwak Han-muk, crouching on a dented bucket, raised one hand.
“I agree with Captain Mo’s position as well.”
Han Go-yo had asked them to offer the cleaners as food to the creatures to achieve the true ending.
But the Mansion grew stronger the more it consumed the cleaners.
If Han Go-yo managed to preserve his sanity for seven days, perhaps it wouldn’t matter, but if he became completely assimilated into a Butler and changed his mind, it would be over.
It could end up merely strengthening the Mansion instead of achieving the true ending.
Mo Hae-in spoke, striving to maintain a dry tone.
“However, I’m not sure what method would allow us to be judged as having successfully rescued him.”
Click, click, click.
Je Hyeon-o habitually moved his metal hand as he asked.
“What about a third option?”
There was one more direction the Special Task Force could take.
Abandoning Han Go-yo and clearing the Trial with the remaining team members.
Even without pursuing the main Quest, there would likely be a way to clear it.
Mo Hae-in forcibly suppressed the nausea rising in her throat once more.
Fortunately, Gwak Han-muk spoke on her behalf.
“Rather than spending time searching for a third option, wouldn’t it be better to just rescue Han Go-yo? It’s the main Quest, so it’s the most certain path.”
Following his impeccable logic, he added his personal assessment.
“Moreover, Han Go-yo possesses considerable knowledge of Trials and is an entity that creates unusual interactions with NPCs and items. If he becomes an NPC, nothing good will likely come of it.”
And he added one more remark: Samra won’t stay idle either.
Je Hyeon-o lightly scraped the wall with his hand.
An unpleasant scratching sound echoed, yet the stone wall bore no marks whatsoever.
After staring at the wall for a moment, Je Hyeon-o opened his mouth.
“I think it would be a waste to just throw him away.”
Though Je Hyeon-o had mentioned a third option, it seemed he had no real intention of discarding Han Go-yo.
‘If he’s going to throw him away anyway, he’d probably want to kill him himself.’
Gwak Han-muk waited for Je Hyeon-o’s decision while entertaining such thoughts.
“Let’s proceed with the Main Quest.”
Having settled on a direction, Je Hyeon-o proposed the simplest yet most drastic solution.
“Destroy the Mansion.”
It was a decision to resolve the problem physically before the infection could spread further.
Gwak Han-muk suspected this was Je Hyeon-o’s personal preference for smashing the Trial, rather than a purely strategic opinion.
But lacking any alternative rescue method, he had no choice but to agree.
Thus, the second night was designated as the operation’s commencement.
Gwak Han-muk, tasked with luring Han Go-yo, approached the Third Floor Guest Room.
As I concealed myself and waited, Han Go-yo emerged into the Corridor with a lantern.
From that point on, I followed silently in hiding, and could only shake my head inwardly.
‘If we just leave him alone, he’s going to be a real problem.’
That was the only thought running through my mind.
He was the perfect embodiment of the saying that the enemy you know best is the most dangerous.
His skill at drawing in the panicked janitors with the swinging lantern and dispatching them using the Mansion’s creatures was flawless.
He was so seamless that he could have passed for an NPC that had always existed here.
If an NPC like Han Go-yo—one who could draw in janitors—ever appeared in Samra, it would undoubtedly become a formidable threat.
The Trial’s rating would certainly rise by at least one level.
After hearing the ballerina creature outside the door brutally twist the janitors like pretzels, I called out to Han Go-yo.
If I let it continue, there wouldn’t be a single janitor left alive.
I observed his actions while buying time to prevent Han Go-yo from killing the janitors, checking his infection status.
Though it was absurd watching him work so diligently as an apprentice butler, at least at this level, he wouldn’t need to be executed upon escape.
After successfully subduing Han Go-yo through physical combat, I bound my captive tightly with Yeom-ju.
Things went smoothly enough until I fled the Mansion while dragging the struggling figure bound in Yeom-ju.
Je Hyeon-o moved faster than expected, but overall, I thought we could manage.
That is, until the enraged Butlers burst out.
“You will not die peacefully!”
At the cry of the two spear-wielding Butlers, my insides convulsed.
Coughing up blood, I wiped my chin with the back of my hand and cursed.
I had anticipated the Butlers would be strong, but they exceeded all expectations.
‘Damn it, at this level they’re at least five-star rated.’
Originally, there had been no reason to fight the Butlers in Samra, so I hadn’t known—but they were definitely not four-star level.
I made a snap decision to leave it to the Lieutenant Colonel and escape with the crazy chestnut instead.
“…Chestnut?”
A moment completely outside the plan unfolded.
The Butler whose priority should have been protecting the Mansion above all else, despite the Mansion being under attack….
prioritized Han Go-yo instead.
Bewilderment mingled with doubt.
‘Does this even make sense?’
The NPCs were prioritizing the Suitable One over the Mansion—their very source of existence.
It was as absurd as Je Hyeon-o being kind to the Trial.
But I had no time to dwell on it.
Gwak Han-muk simply bolted forward.
“Chestnut!”
Maddening as it was, both the Cat Butler and Rabbit Butler were chasing after Han Go-yo.
Crash!
The Cat Butler’s solar flare was intercepted by the Black Moon Blade.
Mo Hae-in’s short hair whipped wildly from the violent shockwave.
With an expressionless face, Mo Hae-in faced off against the Cat Butler and let out a dismissive tsk.
“Come here, butterfly.”
Her provocation was devastatingly effective.
The Cat Butler erupted in fury and launched an assault on Mo Hae-in.
Beams shot from all directions as dazzling sword techniques engulfed her.
Mo Hae-in, already not particularly tall, looked diminutive compared to the Butler.
She exploited her small frame’s advantage, narrowly dodging attacks and countering.
As for the Rabbit Butler, Je Hyeon-o was….
“Damn it, Major Je!!”
I thought he’d engage, but he was doing something else entirely.
Je Hyeon-o landed on the ground and disassembled his metal wings into feathered blades as he spoke.
“Wait.”
The Captain, who had no choice but to obey when the Major commanded, was forced to flee from the Rabbit Butler.
The Rabbit Butler aimed his crescent spear.
The sight of that massive being wielding an even longer spear was thoroughly menacing.
The Rabbit Butler’s voice shook my brain.
“Chestnut. I’ll save you.”
The crescent spear tore through the night sky.
Following the arc the Rabbit Butler traced, beams poured down in a radial pattern.
The attack was so fast that evading while protecting Han Go-yo was nearly impossible.
Gwak Han-muk created a defensive barrier with Yeom-ju, blocking the beams.
Boom-boom-boom-boom!
The relentless barrage made my vision spin.
The moment the deluge of beams ceased, Gwak Han-muk swung Yeom-ju and ensnared the Rabbit Butler’s spear.
Simultaneously, a sharp sensation pierced through my chest.
I expected the next attack to come immediately, but for some reason, the Rabbit Butler froze and stared.
Gwak Han-muk seized the opportunity and pulled Yeom-ju with all his strength.
Screech!
Yeom-ju twisted with a piercing shriek, yet the Rabbit Butler remained motionless, gripping the spear.
Je Hyeon-o observed Gwak Han-muk for a moment, then his voice grew even more sinister.
“Insolent.”
The Rabbit Butler swung the window frame with brutal force.
Unable to withstand the metal, Yeom-ju shattered explosively, scattering its beads across the floor.
In the instant I gathered the fragmented beads back together.
The Mansion itself screamed.
Aaaaaahhhhh—!
At that wail—a cry that seemed to emanate from the abyss itself—both the Cat Butler and Rabbit Butler froze.
Crack, crackle.
The East Wing of the Mansion was warping.
The building, crumpled as if crushed by an invisible force, detonated.
Boom!
Debris from the East Wing scattered in all directions.
Je Hyeon-o stood before the exploding wreckage, calmly gathering his metal blades back together to reform his wings.
The Rabbit Butler and Cat Butler gazed down at the completely destroyed East Wing.
The sightless stares of these creatures sent an involuntary chill down my spine.
‘What the hell did he just do?’
After a brief moment of shock, Gwak Han-muk bolted away even faster.
Both Butlers simultaneously aimed their spears at Je Hyeon-o.
At the tips of the spears, light resembling a blazing sun and light resembling a cool moon converged.
This was a different attack pattern than before.
The lights intensified and merged into one, unleashing a high-energy beam.
Je Hyeon-o immediately took flight to evade the beam, but it was futile.
The beam tracked its target.
So he twisted his wings toward the Main Building instead.
If he was going to take a hit anyway, he might as well destroy the Main Building too.
But as if the Butlers had already anticipated his intention, they swung their spears again.
A beam fired from a different angle struck Je Hyeon-o from the opposite side, catching him directly in the middle.
Flash!
In an instant, everything became bright as midday.
When the light faded, Je Hyeon-o’s body plummeted to the ground.
Just before impact, he flapped his wings, barely managing to cushion the fall.
Staggering, he collapsed to his knees, and cracks spiderwebbed across his goggles before they split in half and clattered away.
Je Hyeon-o slowly lifted his head.
And Gwak Han-muk felt an urgent need to flee even faster.
It wasn’t that Je Hyeon-o seemed monstrous for surviving that blow.
In his blood-soaked face, his eyes gleamed with pure joy.
‘This is bad.’
Once Je Hyeon-o reached that state, he couldn’t distinguish between ally and enemy.
If I lingered nearby, there would be no escape.
Moreover, the Butlers’ attack power was abnormally high, which meant the worst-case scenario—complete annihilation of us all—might unfold at any moment.
I gripped Yeom-ju anxiously, when suddenly a faint voice reached my ears.
“Captain Gwak…”
Gwak Han-muk was far more startled than when Je Hyeon-o had survived the bidirectional laser strike.
Yeom-ju had moved of its own accord without the Master’s command, freeing Han Go-yo’s mouth.
Han Go-yo spoke, his face deathly pale.
“I’ve come back to my senses now, so please release me.”
Of course, I couldn’t simply believe him.
Gwak Han-muk employed a classical verification method.
“The Butlers are a kitten and a bunny. Tell me.”
“The Butlers are a kitten and a bunny. Please release me quickly.”
Gwak Han-muk released Yeom-ju.
Han Go-yo descended to the floor and rubbed his forearms while surveying the devastated scene.
Then he immediately offered an apology.
“I apologize, Captain Gwak.”
A system window appeared before Gwak Han-muk’s eyes.
‘Han Go-yo’ has registered ‘Gwak Han-muk’.

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