The Boss Wants to Die - Chapter 27

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The boss wants to die.
Episode 27
[A 1-Star Grade Servant can borrow the Evil God’s power only minimally.
Under that restriction, you fall under the constraints of ‘Summon’ and ‘Mouth That Lost Lies’.]
“Summon?”
The moment I asked, a system window appeared for Michael as well, and he explained in my stead.
“It seems to be a constraint that allows the Evil God to summon me anywhere, anytime he wishes.”
‘That’s not so bad.’
From Michael’s perspective, it meant he could be summoned away from a Dungeon the moment before he delivered the killing blow to a monster.
I examined the other constraint with growing interest.
“What about this one?”
“Are you talking about the Mouth That Lost Lies?”
“Yes.”
“It’s exactly what it sounds like. I can never lie to you.”
Once I heard that, this one seemed far more appealing.
“That’s rather promising.”
“Then you’ll take the contract?”
“It is promising, but…”
I wrinkled my face and tilted my head quizzically.
“What am I actually supposed to do with this? There’s no real use for it.”
“Akt is trying by every means to prevent your death.”
I stopped reading the explanation on the hologram and glanced at Michael with only my eyes.
“And I’m his first ally.”
“…”
“It’ll prove more useful than you think.”
“Do you realize how dangerous that statement is?”
I placed my hands on my hips.
I shut off the hologram crammed with explanations.
I understood the contents well enough; what I needed to do was discipline this reckless boy who was spouting nonsense.
“You’re saying you’d play a double agent between Akt and me?”
“…”
“Are you confident Akt won’t catch you? And are you confident you won’t leak my information to him?”
Michael seemed offended by my question but managed to keep his mouth shut.
I found him thoroughly unreliable.
He already had a track record of botching a plan right before my eyes once before.
If I were reckless enough to accept his proposal, I could end up selling my own information to the enemy instead.
“I’m going to pretend I didn’t hear that proposal. And besides, so what if you can’t lie to me? You can just keep your mouth shut and that’s the end of it, right?”
“…”
“You’re craftier than you look. I nearly agreed to the contract by accident.”
1-Star Grade means a Servant receives the Evil God’s power only minimally, so my commands carried no binding force.
If Michael simply ignored me after hearing an order, I’d have no way to move him.
Unless I persuaded him by offering some other reward.
“You packaged it as quite the favorable contract, but it’s nothing special.”
“You don’t have to accept me as your Servant, but wouldn’t it be a waste to give up an opportunity like this?”
Michael remained unflustered.
“What I gain from this contract is merely getting the Holy Sword back. You stand to lose nothing. Lending me minimal power is hardly anything—it’s no different than adding one more bat to your collection, so it amounts to nothing at all.”
“…”
“In return, I accept the constraints of ‘Summon’ and ‘Mouth That Lost Lies’ in exchange for borrowing your power minimally.”
Michael shook his head.
“This is actually a contract that harms me more than it harms you.”
“Then why are you trying to become my Servant? Why put up with such a loss?”
“I need information about Akt.”
Michael confessed plainly, as if he felt no need to hide it.
“There’s something I need to find out. I can’t follow his heels all day to track him down, so I need your information.”
“Hmm.”
“If you summon me, at the very least tracking my location will be child’s play.”
“What are you trying to find out about Akt?”
“I’d rather not say that much.”
Michael drew a sharp line, neatly sidestepping any commitment to the Servant contract.
“If I’m not trustworthy, then all you have to do is not leak information.”
“…….”
“Are you afraid you can’t keep important information from slipping out to me?”
The provocation I’d thrown at him moments ago had come back nicely.
‘Not bad.’
I let out a scoff and gave him a sidelong glance.
‘He thinks I’ll fall for a moment of carelessness.’
I tapped the floor irritably.
The sun was rising. I needed to make a decision.
“Fine. No harm in it. As long as you don’t demand more information as part of the contract terms.”
“What I want is simple. Akt’s location. In exchange, I’ll decide for myself what information about Akt I reveal.”
“Do as you like.”
For a moment, tense silence hung between Michael and me.
“You really won’t regret this?”
“I’ve come too far to back out now.”
Michael twisted his eyes in apparent turmoil, then rubbed his face roughly and hurried me along.
“Let’s make the contract, Evil God. Make me your Servant.”
“Agreed.”
I split my lips in a wide grin and grabbed his wrist, pulling him toward me.
My body moved of its own accord.
The Evil God within me seemed to know exactly how to bind someone as a Servant.
Michael’s face, pure and clean as a cherub’s, went pale as parchment and cold.
I ran my index finger soothingly over his bloodless cheek, then deftly unfastened the top buttons of his priestly robes.
Pale skin with the faintest hint of peach tone emerged.
I swallowed hard and buried my lips against his neck, near the shoulder.
Feeling the soft, lukewarm touch of my lips, Michael’s body trembled.
With my lips still pressed to his neck, I spoke.
“I’ll make you my servant with these very hands.”
Then I bared my fangs and pierced his skin in one fluid motion.
Rich blood burst like fruit juice, flowing into my mouth.
I savored that sweet blood scent without hesitation, drinking it in fully.
My heart seized with exquisite pleasure at the taste, trembling in rapture.
Michael’s blood was as transparent and pure as his devout life of service — free of any fishy taste, clear and chaste.
Ding-ding-ding!
[Michael Irubrr has become a Servant of the Evil God!]
[Michael Irubrr has become a 1-Star Grade Servant. A servant of the divine who accepted the power of darkness has fallen, and their class has changed.]
Ting!
[Congratulations! You have successfully reclassed a noble Priest into a Fallen Priest!]
[Fallen Priest.
A priest falls away from the divine will for different reasons.
Perhaps they committed crimes, took innocent lives, or pursued pleasure to excess.
Here, today, another priest has departed from the Lord’s side.
― Cause: Became a Servant of the Evil God.]
‘This feeling is rather strange.’
I smacked my lips and pulled away from Michael.
“Ugh!”
He staunched the bleeding from his neck with his hand and stepped back about four paces.
He was breathing heavily, sweat dripping down his face, and appeared considerably distressed.
“What’s wrong? Does it hurt that much?”
“I… this is…….”
Michael’s face flushed crimson as if it might burst.
He gnawed at his lower lip as though trying to kill some sensation.
“You, you’re only supposed to drink the blood — why did you do something so unnecessary…….”
“Hm?”
Puzzled, I checked the system window again and found a detail I’d missed while eagerly drinking his blood.
[Don’t worry, there’s nothing to fear.
The target from whose blood you drink will feel no pain and instead feel quite pleasant.
That way, you can enjoy consuming blood far more easily, yes? You could even indulge in something more… subtle!
Feel free to savor the prey before your eyes to your heart’s content!]
‘What in the world is this!’
My face flushed scarlet too upon reading the system message.
I fanned myself with my hand and laughed without any good reason.
“Ha! Drinking blood—it’s been ages since I’ve done this.”
Ages, my foot.
It was my first time with Michael.
“I was worried it might hurt you too much, so I held back. Next time I’ll be careful not to activate the skill….”
“There won’t be a next time!”
Michael snapped with unmistakable vehemence, then hastily pulled his priestly robes closed.
As he hurried to button them up—concealing the exposed skin beneath—a new system window appeared.
Ding!
[A new quest has arrived.]
[Human blood tastes delicious!
Congratulations on your first Blood Sucking! You’ve made your target a Servant and tasted blood for the first time. How was it? Exhilarating, wasn’t it?
An Evil God can live ever more “like an Evil God” by drinking human blood.
Instead of eating ordinary food, you can quench your thirst with blood and even heal your wounds through it.
If the target is special? Their blood comes with special buffs!
From now on, let’s become an Evil God sommelier and seek out the finest blood.
Who knows? You might find blood with useful buffs attached.
It wouldn’t be bad to win Servants over and carry them around like packed lunches!
― Condition: Blood Sucking 10 times (0/10)
― Reward: Ruby Gems×2 (crimson as blood)]
I have not a copper to my name, but I had no desire to receive a quest like this just to get two gems.
The whole thing was wildly unhinged.
I pushed the quest window aside first, then made sure not to forget warning Michael.
He was ready to bolt at any second, so I nearly had to shout it at the back of his head.
“Whatever you do, don’t let Akt see the Mark on you!”
I pointed to the nape of my neck as I spoke.
“I must have left a Servant’s Brand on the back of your neck. Heart has one too.”
Michael turned around, his face contorted.
“You’re comparing me to that ridiculous-looking bat?”
“I’m not joking. Seriously. Strip and check for yourself if you don’t believe me.”
Michael lifted his robes with a skeptical expression, then promptly ground his teeth in irritation.
He’d confirmed the Mark was there.
“Damn it.”
“Still, it’s not in a visible spot. Your priestly robes cover the neck halfway up anyway. That’s why I bit lower on purpose.”
“No need for explanation.”
He rebuked me crisply and fled in a panic.
He seemed quite embarrassed at having felt something strange while my fangs were in him.
‘Like an elementary school child experiencing their first kiss.’
I giggled and called for Heart.
“Did you call for me, Master?”

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