He Is a Master Who Can’t Handle a Slave Properly

42 – I won’t be able to shake her off with the excuse of making money (3)

Drooling, drooling.

The situation continued to deteriorate.

I couldn’t imagine that a golem of that massive size could move.

Clearly, the types I’ve seen on the first floor have always been small, weak, and sluggish entities.

But that guy – that guy was huge.

I glanced over and watched the giant stomp slowly.

cooong, cooong,

and the floor shook greatly.

I felt my body tremble at the wave as if it had been an earthquake.

It wasn’t because of that wave.

It was because of fear.

It had a purple-emitting magic crystal embedded in its body made of the largest and most massive stone.

Like purple eyes moving, like a lamp that still emits purple light…

The bizarre magic stone seemed to be searching for something, dyeing the already bright room with a purple glow.

Grrr.

Every time he moved, he could hear the stones scraping against each other. And that was never a good thing.

Slowly, the vibration of the floor was getting louder.

The man who had warned me, bleeding profusely, was slowly, very slowly, tucking himself into a corner.

It must have been because he didn’t want that golem to find him.

But what about me? Then where should I hide?

With something bloody on my hand, the one that keeps making me hear the sound of the muddy flesh slowly falling to the ground is that magic stone—

No, now it should be snow,

It continued to roll its eyes, looking for a victim.

Fortunately, there was a space in the center that looked like a fountain, so I moved my body toward it.

The fountain-like space had a groove cut into the side of the edge, where I could hide myself.

Please, I begged the monster not to find me.

Honestly, is it possible to attack a guy like that?

It was me who had a hard time catching goblins or golems the size of me.

But that thing – isn’t that already a terrible thing for its size.

Unlike the gigantic, flimsy golems I’ve met before, it’s a little more elaborate.

There were fingers, and the arms were definitely long.

The legs were short, similar to those I’ve come across.

It seemed that he was trying to see what was in each hallway by placing his long arm on the ground in each alley and shining a purple light on it.

and –

“Kyaaa!!”

A sharp scream erupted as the golem illuminated the next hallway.

“Illi… yes…!”

The bleeding man cried out his name with a sigh.

His outstretched hand wouldn’t reach her.

Obviously… obviously… trying to kill that person over there.

In an instant, I felt my heart beat slowly.

Dog-like pity, his pity, started pushing me against my back once more.

Clutching my teeth, I thought of Ellie.

I closed my eyes and thought of a rabbit with white fur.

He said he was doing this for her.

But if I leave now, I might die.

Look at that man covered in blood. Look.

Surely he is not dying?

You’ll end up doing the same thing if you try to tackle that big golem.

I’m sure it is –

Why, am I getting out of the gap at some point and screaming at my throat.

“You f*cking stone bastard!!! It’s here!!”

…I saved Ellie like that, and I was the one who set Shanie free like that.

If I don’t do this, it will be because I am not.

Even when its huge purple eyes shine on me, when its arms reach out towards me,

It is probably because of that that my uncomfortable and heavy heart became lighter.

Even though my heart is beating like crazy right now,

Even if you’re desperate to move your frozen body,

Because you were honest with me, I might have been able to eat my heart to move vigorously now.

***

“Something’s wrong…isn’t it?”

Deep into the dungeon, I followed the smell.

His smell was quite light and remained in the nose without being burdensome, so it was clearly distinguishable from fragrant or heavy and disgusting body odors.

Fortunately, it wasn’t cheating, which was the worst case Michelle thought, but it was fortunate (I honestly couldn’t understand why she was cheating on her since the owner was by her side most of the day)

For some reason, he believed that he would be able to find it soon, but he seemed to have gone quite deep.

At first, Michelle took the lead, full of anger and huffing, but soon her ears trembled and became anxious.

“…Mr. Marcus…? Are you there, right…?”

Her anxiety grew as we turned the alley,

This is what it looks like when you enter through the winding road on the first floor.

dead end road.

“No, no, no, no, no-“

It feels as if the smell has stopped right in front of you.

And above all, the vague smell of blood from beyond the walls.

Already she was sitting down, scratching her head and having a seizure.

“… ahhhhh no! No!

As if shedding bloody tears, the light emanating from her red eyes dyed her tears red.

Because of love, she has gone mad now.

The fact that she lost her partner alone made her lights flicker.

That fact surprised me so much, but at the same time I was afraid.

When a person goes mad in love, it was very clear what the result would be.

A faint but definite smell of blood.

But soon I noticed something.

“Wait, wait… Michelle, remember our contract.”

“Ahhh, Marcus! Marcus!!”

Now she calls his name and scratches the wall.

I somehow grabbed her by the shoulder and slapped her on the cheek.

Honestly, I thought it was too radical, but… the effect was clear.

I screamed at her, trying to ignore the murderous glare in her eyes.

“If he dies, we die too, I don’t know what you mean?!”

At that, she seemed to come to her senses suddenly, and then suddenly started puffing her hair like crazy.

Hand-painted…!

Blowing out bright red eyes, she inhaled and exhaled the air violently, taking a heavy breath and bulking up.

“…Follow me.”

I couldn’t believe she was the one who screamed madly just before, so she commanded me with a cold voice, and she turned the alley like a dart and ran out.

Her speed was truly amazing. If it hadn’t been for the characteristic glowing red eyes, I might have lost my way in an instant.

Actually, I couldn’t be sure to get lost.

…because the scent of blood was a little too strong.

Please, I hope the master doesn’t die before we arrive.

Of course, I’m thinking of adding thanks for being kind to me, but-

If you really die leaving her behind, I don’t think you’ll be comfortable in the afterlife.

And, now that I’m thinking about it,

If I knew you would make a big deal out of it, I wouldn’t have thought of sending you out of the house in the first place, Master.

***

Hey, have you ever felt the shockwave when something hits the floor?

I felt it in an accident when I was a kid, how strong the wind pressure was when a bigger refrigerator fell right in front of my eyes.

Of course, if I had been under it, I would have suffered more terrible things, but anyway.

The shock wave I felt then was quite strong. Because I couldn’t open my eyes for a moment.

But what if it’s a stone the size of a house, and what if it’s the arm of a golem that’s clearly targeting me?

The shockwaves generated by the strong impact of stones against each other were powerful enough to create purple sparks.

I was caught up in the shock wave several times already and fell to the floor, but I was able to get up surprisingly easily.

Laughter came out.

If I burst into laughter in this situation, people around me would look at me as crazy, but I really couldn’t help but laugh.

It seems that the past days of being squeezed to death by her have really given me the effect of physical training and something unreasonable.

I was breathing hard, but I was sure I could still move.

And when the fist extended once more, I rolled to the right and covered my head with my arms.

There was a sound like gunpowder exploding right next to me.

And once again I was blown away by the shockwave.

“Keheuk?!”

After rolling once more, I stood up and suddenly realized that I wasn’t feeling very well.

Maybe it was because I was hit at close range, but I felt like I had bruises on the inside of my body.

It wasn’t good.

What I felt while coughing was that my lungs were really sore and sore as if they were about to explode.

After a rough workout in winter, my skin felt sore as if I had inhaled and exhaled the cold air.

“Kahuhh… keuh…”

While breathing irregularly, I saw another fist fly.

I frowned and rolled my legs, but was it because the shock wave was really fatal?

A sharp pain hit my leg.

The sight that had been spinning around was barely able to stop by hitting somewhere on the back, but the pain felt in the body was beyond imagination.

I couldn’t even tell if I had hit the wall or the ground, so I could barely prop my head up and look around, but I wasn’t sure if I was looking right.

I must have been looking at someone else’s body… I thought.

so will it be,

There’s no way I’m missing one of my legs.

There’s no reason to be empty below the knee.

The reason why blood roars and wets the ground, the reason why white bones are exposed,

The reason why I feel the sharp pain now…

yes?

let it be

please.

please,

please…