A Hero Saves With Her Body - Chapter 83

At that moment, the ground shook.

Rosé widened her eyes and looked at Elion. He placed his hand on her lips and hushed her.

Nicholas searched for a sacrificial lamb, as per the inscription. That woman. That woman was needed. His eyes, swollen and bloodshot, scanned the trail, meticulously following the woman’s traces.

“F*ck! Where the f*ck is she!”

Even at that moment, the ground was trembling subtly but distinctly. It was just like when the giant mole appeared. Something was rushing towards their location.

Nicholas shouted loudly, and as he walked, the vibrations intensified. Unseen people grabbed Nicholas from behind.

“Let go! We have to sacrifice her to open the door!”

At that moment, Rosé, who had been holding her breath, frowned deeply.

‘No way. That filthy F-tier bastard…’

Ugly and with a dirty personality. How dare he, a brat who couldn’t even give a single point in stats!

“No matter how much you want to live, there are things you shouldn’t do!”

Having endured enough, Dwig finally punched Nicholas.

Nicholas staggered back, and after coughing dryly, he rushed towards Dwig with determined breaths.

Dwig vowed not to be taken down again, and punched Nicholas in the throat.

Crack! Nicholas’s head hit the hard wall as he fell backward. He seemed on the verge of losing consciousness as his eyelids fluttered weakly.

“Dwig!”

Tommy urgently pointed to the splitting ground. The monsters had sensed their direction due to the scuffle between the two.

Dwig readied his pickaxe and sent the others behind him.

Thud! The earth was dug up as something emerged from below.

In the dusty mist, a spider-like creature with bristly fur appeared. Its legs were three times larger than a person’s height.

Thunk!

The giant spider lunged at Dwig, who was standing in front of it. He quickly cut off one of its legs with his pickaxe, but it was just one out of many.

The swollen abdomen of the giant spider expanded roundly. Before they could figure out what it was trying to do, something sprang out.

Splat!

It was like a long, slimy white thread. The sticky slime wrapped around Dwig’s arm holding the pickaxe persistently.

“Ugh!”

Dwig’s arm began to melt. It was an acidic spider silk. Upon contact, his skin melted instantly.

The giant spider pushed its body against Dwig’s helpless head. If this continues, its spider silk will shoot out and melt Dwig’s brain.

Tommy, who had been trembling in fear until then, gathered courage and picked up the pickaxe dropped by Dwig.

“Aaah!”

Thud!

The sharpest end pierced right into the center of the spider’s belly. A black liquid gushed out through the small hole. Tommy’s whole body was stained black.

“Ugh, ugh.”

Suddenly exposed to strong magic, Tommy couldn’t hold on for more than a few seconds and collapsed to the ground.

Having barely escaped from the spider silk due to Tommy’s sacrifice, Dwig stared blankly at him, burning like ash.

If he continued to be absent-minded like this, everyone would die. Dwig picked up the pickaxe flung away by Tommy and gestured to Horace and Nicholas.

“No time! Hurry up!”

Understanding his intent, Horace wiped his face carelessly with his palm.

He looked at Dwig with a face asking for reconsideration, but he was fully engaged in fighting against the spider.

Eventually, Horace approached Nicholas with hesitant steps, pulling down his pants. Soon, with a sigh of self-deprecation, something pierced behind Nicholas.

Growl…!

Finally, the gap in the door opened. Horace gritted his teeth and straightened his waist, and each time he did so, the door began to open.

Dwig was barely holding on, but it was uncertain how long he could hold out due to his melting arm. Horace screamed and increased his speed.

Growl…!

Finally, the door opened enough for a person to enter.

“Gasp, gasp, damn it.”

Horace quickly stood up and pulled up his pants. Dwig, who was facing the spider, also took hesitant steps backward towards the door.

It was only then that Elion pulled Rosé out. Rosé also realized that the door had opened and hurriedly followed Elion.

“Ahh! Get away from me!”

When the two reached the room, Horace was entangled in spider silk.

Dwig, beside him, swung a pickaxe but got entangled in spider silk on his leg and struggled.

“Miss, move back.”

After a brief request, Elion adjusted the pickaxe. Then he leaped, stepped on the spider’s leg, and vertically sliced through its abdomen.

Kraaaack!

The spider, with its entrails bursting out, screamed and collapsed. Elion pushed Rosé through the gap in the door and supported Dwig.

With one arm and one leg lost, Dwig entered the room while swallowing his screams.

“Elion! Be careful!”

The spider was behind Elion.

Elion quickly turned around and thrust the pickaxe into the spider’s head.

Squelch! With a chilling scream, the spider’s torso lurched backward. Its fangs were visible.

If left as it was, Elion would be caught in the spider silk. Rosé hugged his waist with all her strength.

Clang!

The door began to close. The spider silk hung precariously in the gap, dangling over Elion’s foot.

“Haa, haa…!”

Rosé touched the floor with her hand and breathed heavily. She and even Elion were almost entangled in that spider silk.

“Cough…”

At that moment, a painful groan was heard. When they turned their heads, Dwig was leaning against the wall, staunching his severed leg.

Rosé tore a piece of cloth and bandaged it. Dwig’s eyes seemed to close and open ambiguously.

Barely opening his eyes, he chuckled as he watched Rosé fiercely staunching his grotesquely melting, severed leg without hesitation.

“I would have done the same if I were in your shoes.”

Elion left them behind and hid his wife. At the moment when his arms and legs were melting, he resented them, but Dwig acknowledged that it was the right answer.

Sweating profusely, she looked nothing short of a saintess as she desperately tightened the bandage.

Well… In this cursed world, where demons also emerge, who knows if God truly exists. So, will he, who has never prayed until now, end up falling into hell?

With a sense of remorse, Dwigg gently pushed away Rosé’s hand.

“Are you hurt?”

“Miss, it’s time.”

Dwig raised his head and looked at the ceiling. His vision gradually darkened.

The dark magic was spreading through his body. There was no hope for him.

“Miss, can you pray for me?”

Dwig slowly closed his eyes and spoke.

“…If you pray, it seems like I can rest in peace.”

The bewildered Rosé looked back at Elion. Seeing Elion’s awareness that Dwig’s breathing was slowing down, she nodded heavily.

‘Prayer…’

Rosé, who had lived her whole life as an atheist, had never prayed before. Even when she pretended to be a false saint, prayer was just a sales pitch like, ‘Buy one item, get one vow!’ But she wanted to comfort this person.

Gently wrapping Dwig’s hand with hers, she softly murmured.

“The Lord will watch over your soul. So don’t worry and rest in peace, Dwig.”

Rosé opened her eyes and looked at Dwig. Unconsciously smiling, he breathed peacefully without pain, as he had hoped for.

After laying him down and covering his face with the remaining cloth, Rosé stood up dazedly from her spot.

“We need to move before the demons return. Miss.”

Elion instinctively reached out his hand to Rosé. The dark magic was getting stronger. Perhaps next would be a Quamad appearing.

“Just a moment. Elion.”

Before that, they needed a black cloak. Now that only two of them were left, they didn’t have to worry about others’ gazes.

After taking out a cloak from the inventory and putting it on, Rosé held hands with Elion. Now she felt relieved.

“It’s time to go.”

Elion unknowingly looked down at their hands, tightly holding each other with warmth without any gaps.

After calming her racing heart like a stranger and taking a deep breath, she finally let go of his hand.

“Be careful, Miss.”

The space ahead had not only a high ceiling but also a wide width. It was a far cry from the narrow entrance they had just passed through.

Rosé also sensed instinctively that they were being watched and held her breath. It was at that moment, after walking for a while.

“Elion. Over there…”

Rosé pointed to the end of the dark path. They could see something shining in a red light. As they approached, they saw red magic stones tightly attached to the stone wall.

“It’s a room, Elion.”

Walking along the red magic stones, they entered a huge room unlike anything they had seen before.

The room was filled with red magic stones. There were no traces of people. The two were the first to enter this room.

“Miss, it’s a door.”

As Elion scanned the surroundings, he found another door on the left wall. Rosé, who had come closer, whispered as she touched the engraved words.

“The door will open with a true confession to each other…”

Isn’t this too simple? Rosé said to Elion, shrugging her shoulders.

“Actually, I, Elion, wish I could repay the debt on your behalf.”

Elion unexpectedly… no, as if he expected it, nodded dryly. And then he was met with this response.

“Actually, sometimes preparing your meals is bothersome.”

Rosé looked at Elion with surprise in her eyes. ‘Sometimes.’ Even if he said ‘every day,’ it wouldn’t be strange.

After the two confessed their true feelings to each other, they both simultaneously looked at the door.

“It’s not opening.”

“Yes, it’s not opening.”

After a moment of silence, Rosé cleared her throat. A true confession… a true confession… Following Rosé’s serious face, Elion involuntarily narrowed his brows.

At that moment, Rosé’s eyes widened as if she remembered something.

“I got it!”

“Miss?”

“It must be a confession that was completely unexpected!”

Rosé explained clearly to Elion.

Repaying the debt, finding it bothersome to cook. These were all feelings that could be reasonably expected from each other. Perhaps they didn’t even realize that it might fall under the category of a ‘true confession.’ It should be more grand than that.

“You have a point.”

“That’s right!”

But the two quickly fell silent. An unexpected confession. Did they really have such things for each other?

“Uhh…”

After contemplating, Rosé was the first to speak.

“In fact, I’m still curious about Elion’s hidden f*tish. No, I’m dying to know.”

Elion’s mouth fell open in surprise. It was an expression of unexpectedness.

Raising her fist, Rosé softly cheered. Now it was Elion’s turn.

“I…”

I?

“In fact, I hope you won’t die, Miss.”

Oh, come on.

Rosé’s eyes, which sparkled with anticipation, turned cold. Wasn’t that an obvious confession?

“Elion. Where is there a manager who wishes for the possessed to die? It’s such an obvious confession.”

Elion widened his eyes for a moment, then chuckled softly, “That’s true.” The door ultimately remained closed.