The Youngest Member Filming a Parenting Show is Adorable - Chapter 225

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Part 2, Chapter 32 (225)
The spine-chilling wail grew louder and louder, until it felt like a grotesque aria tearing through the very fabric of reality.
‘Everything was fine until the last General Assembly….’
Could this be an attack?
“This is… a truly repugnant flow of mana. It’s so corrupted that the stench practically vibrates through the air.”
Rasifer muttered from beside me. Blake, too, had gone rigid, his hand resting on the hilt of his sword.
[The Chaos Spirit King ‘■■■■’ says that is a Banshee.]
[Pay no mind to whatever form it takes. It is merely a puppet mimicking the real thing.]
“A Banshee…?”
As I repeated what the Chaos Spirit King had told me, Rasifer twisted his lips into a grin.
“A Banshee, then. All the better. We can just destroy it and be done with it.”
The dark sky split open with a murky twilight.
The wind that had been blowing freely suddenly ceased, and something in the distance began to approach slowly.
Tangled silver hair in complete disarray. A gaunt frame draped in a tattered ashen dress that fluttered wildly.
The entity had no visible legs or feet, and it wept with both hands completely covering its face.
“Wait. Just wait a moment, Pel.”
Why was this?
Why did it feel so familiar?
“Silence.”
Rasifer, accepting my objection, cast a silencing spell. All sound vanished from the world.
The Banshee seemed to be muttering something, but I couldn’t hear it.
[The Chaos Spirit King ‘■■■■’ says to be careful.]
[A clever response! There is no need to heed the Banshee’s wail. It is merely pointless lamentation. If you listen to it, you will be bewitched—ignoring it is the answer.]
Indeed, when we continued to show no reaction despite its continued utterances, the Banshee slowly lowered the hands that had been covering its face.
“…!”
Empty eyes turned toward me.
The blood-stained face was pallid as a corpse, and the mouth held no vitality.
But that wasn’t what shocked me.
“P-please… help… me.”
Though I couldn’t hear the sound, the shape of the lips was unmistakable.
My chest sank, my stomach hollowed, and I clenched my fists.
‘That’s… not…’
I know it’s not.
The Chaos Spirit King said that was a ‘Banshee.’
[The Chaos Spirit King ‘■■■■’ says that is not ‘that child.’]
[A Banshee is a wailing fairy, or a harbinger of death. It is an evil spirit born only through dark magic—do not be deceived.]
Yes, it’s not.
That is not Diolrose.
Though it wears the same face, it is merely an imitation.
“Tsk.”
Rasifer clicked his tongue and raised his hand, causing the Banshee to let out a silent scream as her body convulsed in agony.
“…Ah.”
The Banshee—wearing my Sister’s face—burned black.
As the Banshee met complete annihilation, she crumbled into ash that scattered through the air, leaving behind only a heavy, suffocating silence.
“….”
For a moment, everything seemed to pause in stillness.
But then, something emerged from within that dust.
‘An invitation?’
Without a single breath of wind, it descended slowly where the Banshee had vanished—as if someone had orchestrated the moment for dramatic effect.
“How tasteless.”
Rasifer muttered the words as if spitting them out, then blocked my path and snatched it first.
“Wait, Pel! It might be dangerous. Don’t open it.”
I snapped back to my senses and urgently stopped him, and Rasifer gave a light shrug.
“Got it. Who knows what that senile old fool has done.”
“…?”
I froze for a moment.
The way Rasifer spoke was unfamiliar to me, but more than that, I detected a flicker of hostility in his expression.
‘That doesn’t sound like how he’d address a complete stranger. It’s more like… a grudge he’s harbored for a very long time.’
Could such an expression cross his face without some personal reason?
But I had no time to dwell on it.
“Superti!!”
Crash!
At the sound of glass shattering, I reflexively turned my head, only to be suddenly embraced by someone.
“Father?”
I managed to murmur breathlessly, and Father exhaled a sigh of relief.
“Are you hurt? Is everything alright?”
“I’m fine. Did something happen inside?”
“Yes. Invitations suddenly came pouring down. We don’t know what will happen, so let’s evacuate.”
Father’s face was etched with deep concern.
Following Father into the Party Venue, I was met with a scene of chaos.
On the floor, on the tables, even between the lights—
thousands of invitations were scattered everywhere.
“Ah.”
An invitation was crushed beneath my feet.
I let my gaze drift across it and spotted the recipient’s name written on the invitation’s surface, my eyes widening.
‘It’s my name?’
Understanding why Father was so anxious, I checked the invitation in Rasifer’s hand as well.
But what was written there was—
‘Sender: Diolrose Bellarian.’
Could the contents be different from those scattered over there?
Or perhaps it was merely a trap.
“Ceci! Where are you!”
Father, gripping me tightly, called out loudly for my aunt.
I spotted my aunt across the way and tugged Father toward her, and just as Cecilia turned to us with an invitation in hand, raising it high—
“I’m here…!”
“…!”
She vanished.
My aunt, who had been there mere moments before, suddenly disappeared without a trace, and simultaneously, screams erupted from all directions.
“Darling!!”
“My child, where did you go!!”
“Young lady!!”
People kept vanishing.
Realizing the invitations were responsible, I called out to Urakan sharply.
“Do it the same way you did at the Nightmare Ball before!”
Urakan appeared with a loud cry and swept all the invitations into the void with a flap of his wings.
The sudden gust knocked people over and sent them tumbling, but there was no time to worry about that.
‘And if I heard correctly—’
“Superti, what is this….”
Maximilian.
Maximilian called my name and then vanished. At almost the same moment as my aunt.
He too had been holding an invitation in one hand.
Whoosh!
As I gathered all the invitations, Rasifer created a massive flame and burned them.
I found an invitation in his jacket with the sender listed as Diolrose, but I said nothing.
That wasn’t what mattered right now.
Beep beep beep beep—
A deafening alarm blared against my ears, making my heart plummet, and an enormous notification window materialized before me, completely obscuring my vision.
It was a notification window in blood red.
[!URGENT WARNING!]
[An SSS-Rank Dungeon 【Tower of Hell】 has appeared in the vicinity!!]
[Causality is assessing the dungeon’s rank!]
[Since an SSS-Rank Dungeon 【Tower of Paradise】 already exists, dimensional compatibility judgment: INCOMPATIBLE!]
[By Causality’s authority, ‘forced entry’ becomes possible without the dungeon owner’s permission.]
[Number of entrants allowed: 3]
Even as Father pulled me away from the spot, I couldn’t tear my eyes from the notification window.
The windows that had been cascading and overlapping soon fell silent, which somehow felt even more ominous.
“If you have no objections, I shall transport you via teleportation.”
“That would be preferable….”
Before Rasifer and Father could finish their conversation.
‘The ground beneath me is shaking.’
Crack, crack, crack!
Even those who had been stumbling about and colliding with one another froze in shock, and in that very moment, not a soul among those remaining made a sound.
A Quest window materialized before my eyes.
Emergency Quest Triggered!
Rescue those kidnapped in the SSS-Rank Dungeon, the Tower of Hell!
All Spirit Kings who entered the Room have issued this task to me.
✔
Multiple people have answered the ‘invitation’!
Let us rescue those summoned to the Tower (44 people)
However, do not forget.
As time passes, the kidnapped will become sustenance for the Tower, leaving only empty husks behind!
Reward for Success
★Well Done★ 10 stamps.
Penalty for Failure
Oh Divine One, one more soul departs.
Time Limit
Maximum 44 days.
[※Warning※: The newly born and ravenous Tower of Hell absorbs life force to grow.
Anyone may enter, but only those with strong life force can withstand the Tower’s absorption.
The greater the combined life force of three people, the longer they can endure!]

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