I Translated the Necronomicon

31. Planning to do something violent to me? Like an erotic doujinshi…!

Stumbling body, hands feeling my cheeks, and mockery scanning every part of me…

No, Shub Niguras.

The female goat of the dark forest, the fertility deity, and the earth goddess.

Or, the mother of all things.

Regardless of what you call it, there was absolutely no reason for Shub Niguras to leave this place.

He didn’t summon himself, and neither did his opponent summon him.

Just naturally, as if it had always been there, Shub Niguras emerged… No words were needed.

Someone who shouldn’t exist here.

Yudahee vigorously swung Parasu to sever the neck of the mockery that was there, trying to break free from the possession…

Crack…!

An attack was easily blocked by a single index finger raised lightly beside the neck.

Tegururururu-

The wandering pupils that rolled here and there suddenly fixed precisely on Yudahee’s face.

“Aren’t you being too intense from the beginning?”

Then, with a slight bend of the finger, Parashu was flung backward with a resounding ＜sound＞- as if it were made of paper- tearing through the grip and flying away.

But there was no chance to pick up Parashu.

With the torn hand extended forward, dripping with blood to cover the opponent’s eyes, an attempt to break the neck was met with no resistance.

It was no different from a fool struggling to hang a joint on a giant Mount Everest.

Damn it.

This is real, isn’t it?

A bead of sweat trickled down Yudahee’s forehead.

What kind of lightning bolt is this, for heaven’s sake?

Whether he called for it or not, Shub Nigras emerged, unrelated to that, moving through the body of another contractor, not even his own physical or spiritual form.

“I see, you’re getting used to moving around slowly now.”

With a light movement of the neck, Yudahee, who was clinging on, was thrown into the ruins and impaled.

Clunk.

As the dust flew, Yudahee, who stood up, was faced with none other than Shub Nigras, whose appearance was slowly beginning to change.

The figure of the young man gradually became fluid, as if turning into liquid.

Then, the skin peeled off, revealing layers of muscles, a tattered body scattering blood and fragments, before starting to reassemble with a sound of something square and jagged from the inside.

As the unbearable sight came to an end, a sound of something walking echoed from within.

Tick, tock, tick, tock…

Breaking through the hazy fuchsia, a beautiful woman with the horns of a goat emerged, showcased against the backdrop of a sheep’s gambol.

The voluptuous form of the benevolent Earth Goddess, embracing everything, swayed gracefully.

Hooves instead of toes, and amorphous mucous enveloping the body bubbled and boiled, transforming into a splendid black dress in an instant.

This was the divine form of Shub Niguras.

“hehehe, it’s been a while, hasn’t it? Dahee, come, let me embrace you like old times.”

With closed eyes, Shub Niguras awaited Yudahee, arms wide open, but…

“Hmm?”

Yudahee had disappeared, not a trace left to be seen.

“…You used to embrace me so well-“

Shub Niguras, now somewhat disoriented, dashed towards the past Yudahee in the emptiness, leaving behind the mocking figure of his former self.

[No, why all of a sudden- Agh! Ahhh! @#%^$!Ma-maang!]

It had a certain cute charm, but now, daring to stand in front of himself and contemplate running away with the wind was rather audacious.

A game of tag, truly a play they had engaged in who knows how many times.

Yet, even this was a delightful process of amusement.

It’s not about the result but the journey to reach it.

Shub Niguras chuckled and slowly moved his steps.

—–

Penelope was genuinely in a good mood.

Already having defeated three contractees, thanks to the easy victory achieved by drawing Barisada from the first box, it was a simple triumph.

Woo-

Barisada also trembled as if expressing satisfaction, and the flow seemed quite satisfactory.

[28/100]

Like the failures in a civil service exam, the rookies were all scattered.

In reality, it was as if the real competition was just beginning.

The real battle of those within 30 was about to unfold, and preparations had to be made in advance.

Contractors in this area had long since left, avoiding themselves to other places, meaning only leisurely farming remained.

A momentary, unknown sensation sharply pierced Penelope’s mind.

Chills ran through her body to the point of shivering.

It was as if… an incomparable, immense evil was alive and moving.

The direction was roughly 15 km away.

Close if it’s close, far if it’s distant.

“Could it be… the Demon King?”

The time for the Demon King to move on the field was officially an hour after the start of the match.

The current time was 52 minutes… there was still time, but she couldn’t jump to conclusions.

It could be releasing energy before moving…

At the same time as considering this, the malice concentrated in this direction.

Even though it was just an atmosphere, as soon as it directly affected, the hairs all over her body stood up.

“Could it be… directed at me?”

Thinking that, she lowered her posture and prepared, but soon the momentum moved around, avoiding Penelope and heading elsewhere.

As if chasing something, Penelope’s gaze momentarily turned to the opposite side, when, quite close by, the sound of rustling bushes was accompanied by something rushing in their direction.

A completely unnoticed attack…!

However, Penelope’s ingrained habit naturally centered her focus and she swung her barisada towards the assailant.

It was a counterattack so swift that one couldn’t even consider it a defensive move.

Thud!

Along with the searing pain in her gripping hand, she was pushed back slightly.

She was pushed back?

In her current state, along with the protection of Balkan, Penelope was also applying some of her own unique abilities… Being pushed back meant the opponent possessed a strength that matched hers!

Her guard escalated rapidly… and the moment she identified the opponent, an impenetrable barrier was firmly established.

“What… Is that crazy brat?”

“The monster of NTR, the enemy of pure love!”

Yoo Da-hee held Parashu in her left hand.

She, too, seemed to have received some shock, leaving a mark on the ground where her shoes had slid back.

Their weapons were both forged by Balkan, each possessing unique abilities that determined their respective grades. Although there was a difference in grade, there was hardly any distinction in terms of strength or material.

The fact that they were both menacing weapons remained unchanged.

Penelope stretched her leg back and crouched as if about to dash out at any moment.

A posture reminiscent of something seen before.

“A wall… no, a fortress of firepower…!”

Even the attempt to unleash the swift footwork that could cut down anyone had to come to a temporary halt.

Yudahee raised her hand, making a gesture that she had no intention of fighting, and then shook her head with a sly smile.

“Hmm… Well…”

It was a posture as if she was gauging Penelope.

Following her gaze to see what she was looking at…

Her chest, her side, her hips…

“Eek!”

Penelope, who had completely forgotten her posture, hugged herself with both arms.

“Pathetic!”

Sometimes, very rarely, some contractors would mock their opponents without knocking them down… This was particularly common among female contractors…

Could Yudahee be one of those cases…!

It wasn’t the first time something like this had happened, but all those who did so before ended up being covered in blood under Penelope’s sword.

But Yudahee was… different.

This person who couldn’t be easily dealt with…!

“Well, you might pass to some extent.”

“W-what do you mean pass! You pervert!”

Without even considering a stance, Penelope suddenly struck a barrage at Yudahee.

It was an unexpected ambush without considering the distance between them… But it was quite successful.

Penelope smirked as she received the counterattack.

She might as well be crushed to death like this.

[Penelope – Unique Territory, Gravitational Field]

[Barricada – Unique Ability, Material Permeation]

The gravitational force imbued in Penelope’s wielded Barricada instantly surged to tens or hundreds of times its normal strength, simultaneously piercing through Parashu on the opposite side.

Though it was a situation of both parties wielding Barricada against each other, in this case, Rich, holding the much longer Barricada, had the advantage!

Penelope wore a victorious smile.

The Barricada, whose gravity had intensified to the point of distorting space, pressed down on Yudahee as soon as it made contact.

It was too late to evade, and cutting through Yudahee’s arm, which had swung Parashu, would leave Penelope unscathed.

However, even in such a dire situation, Yudahee continued to stare at Barricada until the end.

There was no way to block it head-on.

With the immense gravity concentrated, it was impossible to lift it, and upon collision, it would likely bend out of shape.

In that case, there was only one option. Without any hesitation, Yudahee released the Parashu he was holding.

And then, rather than walking into the slash of Barricada, he seemed to be walking into the sword’s attack range.

In this situation, instead of losing his arm, his entire torso would be torn apart. Just when Penelope was widening her eyes in response to this unprecedented action, the situation quickly flipped.

Instead of countering the sword, Yudahee faced Penelope, who was holding it.

It was an entirely unexpected approach.

The hand that released Parashu grabbed Penelope’s wrist, forcefully changing the direction. The overwhelming gravity began to sway in various directions.

In an attempt to restrain Yudahee, who had approached closely, Penelope tried to strike his side with her knee, but it turned out to be a fatal mistake.

Seizing the opportunity, Yudahee delved inside and tripped her with a ground fighting technique, exploiting the shifted center of gravity.

However, Penelope was not foolish enough to be easily overwhelmed.

The gravitational field unfolded not in black but with one’s own body.

A tremendous amount of gravity gathered, easily increasing Penelope’s perceived weight by at least 50 times, attempting to reverse Yudahee’s posture…

Thunk.

In the midst of Yudahee’s fingers dancing about, a corner of the exposed side was suddenly pricked without warning, and the ability that enveloped the body was released.

“Hieeek!”

A sudden attack on sensitive nerves…!

The loss of control due to an unexpected variable led to defeat.

Meanwhile, Yudahee, not just content with releasing the grip on her wrist muscles, took advantage of the situation.

Without realizing why her strength was fading in her own wrists, Penelope, who missed the barrisada in an instant, tumbled to the ground with Yudahee.

Time for the dust to settle and the results to be revealed.

With Penelope’s hands raised above her head, they were held by Yudahee’s hands.

Parashu could have easily fallen within Yudahee’s reach, but Barrisada, unable to overcome its own gravity, swung back and forth before being thrown far away.

Clothes were rolling, dirtied, and Penelope’s top, already rising and exposing her belly, went so far as to reveal the lower chest…!

In that state, Yudahee was on top of Penelope’s belly, his face turning completely red.

A perfect mounting posture. It seemed challenging to break free.

“You, yo-you, you, you! Ugh…!”

Penelope’s mind turned completely white.

No way, no way, no way, no way, is this that thing?

That thing?

“Do you intend to do something violent to me? Like in an erotic fanfiction!”

“What is this crazy guy saying?”

Parashu struck down.