I Became a Dark Fantasy Villain

Chapter 32 (1)

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The waitress asked.

Even if it is a request that nobody has ever completed?

Ian nodded, taking another bite of his sausage.

Finally, the waitress sighed and nodded.

The Lord personally put out a bounty.

What are the details?

Theres an underground waterway. Fairies made it a long time ago, so nobody knows the entire structure. You just use it to dispose of things, and they get carried away through the drainage beyond. Anyway, something lives there. Sometimes you can hear growling sounds echoing through the sewer.

Ian nodded.

Ive heard rumors. Man-eating crocodile.

Only one person out of many who went in to subdue it came back. Thanks to them, its identity was revealed. They say its a crocodile with four eyes. We cant be sure if thats true. No one else has returned besides that person. So, its better not to go. Besides, if you enter

The waitress lowered her voice.

You have to dip your legs in the sewage and walk.

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Ian and Phillip exchanged glances, their expressions both cringing.

Phillip sighed, setting the hard bread in the stew.

Ian shrugged.

Its all the same to me, whether its here or sewage.

Man-eating crocodiles living in the underground waterway. Lord Russard is really leaving something like that alone.

He probably doesnt want to sacrifice soldiers. Hes preparing for war.

Considering that at most one or two battalions will be sent, it seems like a petty writers story.

Well he must have some thoughts.

?

Phillip looked at Ian with a questioning gaze.

Ian didnt reply and just put a sausage in his mouth.

They would be moving vigorously tomorrow, so they needed to eat even this tasteless food to build up their strength.

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Ippotranslation

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As always, the mercenary Paton woke up only when the sun was well above.

Gripping his pounding head from last nights drinking, he walked out alone.

What are you guys up to?

Huh? We were gambling. Want to join?

Gambling?

He approached the table.

What kind of gambling?

About the newcomers who arrived last night.

The guy nicknamed Hexad, as he had no thumbs and was therefore called Six-Handed, gave a meaningful glint.

They said they went into the underground waterway.

Into the waterway? They couldnt possibly think of taking on that monster together.

Thats exactly what theyre thinking.

Insane.

Patons brow furrowed.

He gestured to the waitress to bring him stew and took a seat.

So, whats the bet?

Whether theyll come back by midnight tonight or not.

Thats too obvious a condition.

Thats why were debating on who to bet on coming back .

Another mercenary chimed in.

If they come back, one guy takes all the money. If they dont, they buy each of us a drink.

Better to just chip in

Muttering, Paton scratched his cheek.

The waitress finally brought his food.

As he began to eat, he remembered the wanderers he saw last night.

One was like a kid, but the other had a strange sense of intimidation.

Although he isnt big or has a scary face.

So he thought he should observe him moderately and talk to him.

Because they needed strong people.

Then Ill bet on that.

Then Patton, who put the plate down, spoke.

The grins on the mercenaries faces widened.

Are you serious, Paton?

Sure. If they come back alive, I can earn money, or if they dont, I can buy drinks for you guys. Its a win-win.

Paton laid down some coins on the table.

Quickly picking up the coins, Yukson put them in the betting pouch.

Youre a good guy after all, Paton.

Theres a reason the young lord values you. You both are similar.

Amidst the private compliments circulating, Paton chuckled.

Carry on, you brats. If you want candy, go beg someone else-

Kwooong

Patons words were cut off.

A tremor emanated from somewhere, making him feel perplexed.

One of the bewildered mercenaries spoke up.

What was that just now?

Gwoong

The vibration came again.

They realized at that moment that the tremors had spread from somewhere beneath the ground beyond.

A moment of exchanged glances among the mercenaries.

Kwoong Kuwoong Kugugugu

The vibrations continued one after another.

If it felt like this here, it was surely more intense in the exterior and interior.

And then, the interior fell silent again.

During the period they exchanged looks, Hexad let out a chuckle.

It was quite impressive. It seems like its over now, right?

Is that so? I dont know what they did, but-

Quaang!

This time, a deafening noise resonated.

For a moment, the entire building shook as if there had been an earthquake.

Glasses on the table fell and rolled onto the floor, but nobody made any move to pick them up. This had never happened before.

Amidst the sound of someone swallowing nervously, a piercing scream echoed throughout the room.

It was a sound that spread like a trumpet through all the citys drains.

And then, silence. A strange stillness settled in the room as well.

While no one spoke, the inns door was thrown open in a commotion.

Did you just hear that? What was that?!

It was a mercenary who had been outside the city.

He was followed by other mercenaries scattered around, all gathering in the inn.

Seated in groups of threes and fives, they chatted away, sharing everything they had heard and seen.

I heard something like a hammer breaking through the underground. Those lunatics blocked off the waterway. To catch the crocodile, they said.

I heard swearing and shouts. I clearly heard someone telling them to block the sewer escape.

Its oil. They took oil and set fire to the sewage. The crocodile that caught fire must have screamed.

Amidst the flood of speculations and claims, and various small and large bets being made.

Kiiiii

The inns door slowly creaked open.

The red light of dusk and a long shadow entered the room.

The uproar in the room instantly died down.

The man leading with the shadow walked in.

It was Ian, covered in mud and bodily fluids.

.

However, nobody mentioned his appearance or the pungent odor emanating from him.

Everyones attention was fixed on what he was carrying in his arms.

Ian looked around the room, then spotted the waitress and unceremoniously dropped what he was holding onto the floor.

Go call for the requesters people.

Thud

A massive head landed on the inns floor.

The head of a crocodile with four eyes, as large as the body itself.

Because I killed the underground waterway monster.

As Ian finished speaking, Phillip, who had followed behind, also threw what he was holding onto the floor. Just like the head, it was a tail, torn apart haphazardly.

Did you not hear? He told you to bring someone, whether its a guard or a commander. Immediately.

Yes, yes!

As Phillip grumbled in annoyance, the waitress rushed out as if the inn were on fire.

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