Chapter 269
KillHeel: Hello, BeastCuisineChef.
BeastCuisineChef: See! I was right! Hello, sis haha.
[HaremConstructionWorker]: It’s really her!
[SuccessfulFan]: Hello, KillHeel!
[FFF-TierPhysical]: Long time no see lol. Come around often lol.
Tyrant’sDaughter5: Sisㅠㅠㅠㅠ Please unblock meㅠㅠㅠㅠㅠㅠ
CiderPass381: KillHeel sis, Tyrant’sDaughter wants you to unblock her lollll.
KillHeel: Oh, it was unblocked. Blocking again.
Tyrant’sDaughter5: Aaah, that’s too muchㅠㅠㅠㅠ.
KillHeel: But BeastCuisineChef, how did you know I logged in? There shouldn’t be a separate notification, right?
BeastCuisineChef: We’re friends, aren’t we? Friends get login notifications, sis.
KillHeel: We were friends?
BeastCuisineChef: Last time, you accepted my friend request because I told you about the genre deviation penalty, and you said thank you haha. Oh, I did that.
Honestly, I don’t remember. I must have been out of my mind from the shock back then.
When the topic of the genre deviation penalty came up, the chat window became solemn.
Everyone seemed to recall BeastCuisineChef’s sad plight of losing his most beloved character due to the sudden appearance of a dragon. Just like me.
Even I had almost experienced the same thing on Wibril Island, so I deeply sympathized with his feelings. Other Possessors comforted BeastCuisineChef. [SuccessfulFan]: Cheer up. A new love will come.
[HaremConstructionWorker]: Let’s make it work with your second favorite character.
BeastCuisineChef: No… For me… It’s only her… I can’t forget her smile I saw the moment I confessed…
BeastCuisineChef: If not her… I’ll just live alone my whole life…
[SuccessfulFan]: Crazy pure devotionㅠㅠㅠㅠ.
[OriginalWorkParrot7]: ㅠWhile shedding tears in the chat window, a sudden realization struck me.
There’s a solution for this, isn’t there? KillHeel: BeastCuisineChef, there’s a way to save your most beloved character.
BeastCuisineChef: Huh? Really?
KillHeel: The VIP Point Shop sells an artifact that lets Possessors regress too. It looks like a men’s wristwatch and costs 100,000 points.
CiderPass381: Wow, the VIP Shop has something like that.
[HaremConstructionWorker]: I didn’t know since I’m a commoner…
[SuccessfulFan]: Ah, I didn’t know because I only looked at women’s items. If I had known, I would have told BeastCuisineChef right awayㅠㅠ.
KillHeel: A Genre Change Ticket is exactly 10 billion cash, which meets the VIP Shop entry requirement and also gives you 100,000 points. Just try to collect 10 billion cash.
BeastCuisineChef: Sis, but the Genre Change Ticket is randomㅠㅠ.
KillHeel: There’s a trick. It’s fine if you just avoid one genre. Just do as I say for now.
BeastCuisineChef: I trust you, SS-rank Possessorㅠㅠㅠㅠ.
BeastCuisineChef: Then, relying on you, sis, I’m going to earn money to buy a Genre Change Ticket, okay?ㅠㅠㅠㅠ.
KillHeel: Yep! Fighting!
[GenreEscapeAspirant]: BeastCuisineChef, friend request me too?
BeastCuisineChef: Go go.
[GenreEscapeAspirant]: Thanks.It was when I felt a sense of pride, as if I had repaid BeastCuisineChef, even if just a little. CiderPass381: By the way, KillHeel sis.
CiderPass381: From what you said, it seems you bought a Genre Change Ticket?
[FFF-TierPhysical]: Then, is romance possible now?
[SuccessfulFan]: Wow! Congratulations!
[HaremConstructionWorker]: Getting into a romance at SS-rank difficulty~ Anyway, congrats~.
[OriginalWorkParrot7]: Congrats congrats.
Tyrant’sDaughter5: You might not see it because I’m blocked, but congrats…
KillHeel: Thanks thanks.
[SuccessfulFan]: So who are you dating, unnie? The original protagonist? The Final Mastermind?
[Constellation’sDaughter]: I like the Final Mastermind oppa because he’s sexy.
[SuccessfulFan]: Can a child use the word ‘sexy’?
[Constellation’sDaughter]: Huh. So-sorry…
[PreciousGem11]: How about having both the original protagonist and the Final Mastermind?!
[HaremConstructionWorker]: PreciousGem, you know what’s up, lol.
[OriginalWorkParrot7]: The Final Mastermind’s personality probably wouldn’t allow it.
[OriginalWorkParrot7]: And KillHeel, you’ll probably have to fight the Final Mastermind to survive.
Tyrant’sDaughter5: Can’t you just seduce him instead of fighting and maintain world peace?
[OriginalWorkParrot7]: You might as well have confessed to the Final Mastermind before changing genres…
Since BeastCuisineChef had left, I felt I could log off too.
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✠The late autumn sun sank early below the horizon. Night, which arrived before dinner, cast a dark, cool veil over the sky of Peronsa.
It was hardly an appropriate time for visitors.
However, a group of high priests had arrived at the Duke’s Castle, bearing a message from the Pontifical Palace.
The priests walked through the central courtyard, lined with statues of muscular handsome men, and into the mansion.
Duke Hispenril himself greeted them immediately in the reception room where they were guided.
“Welcome, everyone.”
“Thank you for your hospitality at this late hour. May the grace of ‘Strict Order and Goodness’ be with this place.”
The middle-aged man, who was the representative of the high priests, introduced himself as Mirvan Selin.
After all greetings and introductions were over, the question that came from Priest Mirvan’s lips was, as expected:
“How is Her Excellency the Holy Saint?”
Surely the shameless Pontifical Palace wasn’t trying to take his ailing granddaughter away?
Duke Hispenril furrowed his thick brows, his broad pectorals rippling, revealing a look of vigilance.
The dynamic movement of his muscles was enough to intimidate anyone who saw it.
“Hmm! My granddaughter is still unconscious. When she opens her eyes, I will naturally inform the Pontifical Palace first.”
“Yes, yes. Of course, sir. We were merely inquiring about her well-being.”
Priest Mirvan immediately replied courteously. It wasn’t solely because he was overwhelmed by Duke Hispenril’s presence.
In fact, they had another purpose.
“Then, may we meet Sir Tesillid Argent?”
“Hmm, I understand.”
Having no particular reason to refuse, Duke Hispenril granted permission.
A moment later, the door to the reception room opened, and a silver-haired handsome man walked in.
The Holy Knight, who had always appeared neat and disciplined, had changed.
His slightly gaunt cheeks, faded eyes, and bloodless lips, revealing that he had not cared for himself, gave off a strangely decadent aura.
This was even more apparent because his uniform, which always fit perfectly, was now slightly loose.
‘W-was the Master of the Holy Sword originally like this?’
While Mirvan and the other priests were flustered, a deep, resonant baritone carried a somewhat perfunctory question.
“What is the matter?”
He wanted to quickly return to the Holy Saint’s side.
Priest Mirvan was taken aback by Tesillid’s disrespectful appearance, which he had never seen before, but due to the strange sense of intimidation emanating from him, he could not rebuke him and merely cleared his throat.
He decided to quickly finish his business and leave.
“Sir Tesillid Argent, Master of the Holy Sword.”
“Yes.”
“The regular activity report of the Silver Citadel Knights is delayed due to the Holy Saint’s absence. We request that Sir Tesillid attend as the Vice-Commander and deliver the report on her behalf. The time is 7 AM tomorrow, Pan-El time. The location is the Cardinal Council Room.”
It was a reasonable request. Ten days had passed since Doomsday.
It felt as if the Pontifical Palace had been quite lenient by delaying it this long.
Only then did Tesillid adopt a respectful posture, as trained by his body.
“I obey.”
Satisfied, the high priests immediately departed.
Tesillid’s complexion darkened as he received the tedious schedule. But soon, he changed his mind.
He was taking care of troublesome matters in Aillet’s stead. Thinking that he was doing something for her, he felt a little motivation.
He even harbored a small wish.
‘I’ll do my best… so when I return, I hope she has woken up.’
He knew that he was asking for too much in return for a small good deed.
But even if it was a shameless wish, that was the only thing Tesillid Argent desired in this world.
✠‘Is it morning?’
I gauged the outside time by the clear sound of birds echoing in the quiet world.
Tesillid had stayed by my side all night and left about three hours ago.
I was relieved, thinking he was finally going to sleep, but given that he whispered “I’ll be back” as if saying goodbye, it seemed he had business to attend to.
He didn’t tell me where he was going, but wherever and whatever he was going to do, it seemed it would be better for his mental and physical health than just staying by my side.
‘When he wakes up, I’ll scold him. I’ll smack his back, then drag him to bed and make him sleep.’
[‘Scales that Judge Souls’ listens with a filter in its ear.]
[‘Scales that Judge Souls’ smiles obscenely and gleefully.] ‘That’s not what I meant.’ [‘Scales that Judge Souls’ urges, saying since the ‘Succubus Queen’s Three Great Powers’ skill set has been completed with the absorption of the Holy Stigmata, shouldn’t we experiment?]
[‘Scathing Critic of Balance’ analyzes that it would also be a good match for the auxiliary effect of ‘Healing of Subjugation’.]
[‘Voice-Spirit that Constructs the World’ gets angry and tells them to stop.] As expected, only Voice-Spirit is the best. Voice-Spirit is the greatest.
Today, I spent my time talking with the Gods and checking the system.
‘There’s nothing to do.’
I had read so many novels yesterday that the words wouldn’t register. I mechanically scrolled through the system menu and then stopped.
‘I’m bored. So bored.’
Since I couldn’t move my body, it felt like punishment rather than rest.
I felt like a heinous prisoner in a straitjacket, idly waiting for time to pass.
Just then. [‘Sublime General Store’ tells her that if she’s very bored, she can come and hang out at its business place.] ‘……!’
Privilege for Possessors