ALL NOVEL chapter 6
6. U.R.F
“Just ask now, but…”
“If you’re going to ask, then ask.”
“You’re my c-contractor! Right? Don’t I need to know who my contractor is in order to help?!”
“I’ve been tormented by crazy guys from a distant galaxy and barely made it back.”
“…Seems like a lot has been left out, huh?”
But Yudahee no longer felt like explaining.
Would this goddess really care about what appeals to her?
Trying to persuade Yudahee with an anxious expression, Dike waved his hands, but to no avail.
“But… it’s okay…! We’ve got Parash and if it’s just physical ability, I can overwhelm the SR…! Alright, then let me explain about the arena!”
While Dike enthusiastically blabbered, Yudahee’s response was nothing but lukewarm.
…Yudahee had simply snapped a picture of Adikia to express her inner turmoil, with no intention of meddling further.
She didn’t care about any penalties or consequences.
“…So, 100 contractees fight for their gods in the theme park?”
It was clearly a terribly bothersome task.
As Yudahee contemplated snapping Adikia again, Dike looked at her with an uneasy gaze, as if he feared being expelled from this place for causing a commotion without even competing.
“Oh, you won’t…?”
“Can’t say for sure…”
Just when she was casually fiddling with Parash, whoosh! Dike’s face contorted.
He was in a fix and clung to her leg.
“Yudahee, Yudahee, Yudahee, Yudahee, Dahee… Dahee… Dahee!”
That look as if he vaguely knew what she was thinking.
“Please, please let me win…! No, even if I don’t lose any points, it’s fine to rank between 21st and 50th… Please…!”
“Hey, hey! Let go! Won’t you let go?!”
As if being dragged by a water ghost, Yoo Da-hee panicked at the sticky sensation and tried to kick her legs, but it was no use.
Instead, it just clung tighter.
“Even if I participate, as soon as I enter, I’ll just fail and become a free body. Isn’t that enough?”
It was utterly exasperating.
Since it’s not like I’m actually going to die, I could just cut my throat with a parachute and be done with it.
“T-then your life will also become difficult in the future…!”
What’s with this goddess threatening me, Yoo Da-hee thought, as a moment before her eyes narrowed halfway, a sheet of paper was pushed forward.
“A contract! It’s a contract!”
In Deke’s eyes, holding out the paper, there was a glimmer of hope.
“If… I lose in this match and have to pay 1 point to the Dimension Credit Union, the remaining debt… a contract to distribute it between the contractee…!”
What.
Hastily intercepting the paper and reading it, Yoo Da-hee realized what this crazy goddess had done.
It wasn’t an ordinary contract.
It was a vicious… joint guarantee agreement.
A guarantee where the guarantor promises to fulfill the obligation jointly with the debtor… but its true intention was nothing but to poke at just one person and enable the transfer of all rights, a desperation in itself.
Thinking about how many households crumbled due to joint guarantees during the IMF era, it was truly the worst move.
It was a despicable contract, but as she reached the end, along with her own signature, ‘Deke Astria’ was signed, which showed sincerity.
This crazy woman.
When did she actually do this… Yoo Da-hee thought, remembering that there was a gap in her memory from the time she woke up after being hit by a truck.
Night fell, and when they finally awoke, it was the next day with the sun shining…
What had they done in the meantime?
But—
“Tearing up this contract will put an end to it.”
The thought was that without the contract itself, there was no obligation to fulfill… Unfortunately, here, Deke was a step ahead of Yuda.
“Heh, you think I’d leave the original as it is?”
Looking down at the contract, torn to shreds and scattered on the floor, Deke pointed to the sky.
“The original has long been entrusted to the Intergalactic Freight Union for delivery… It has already reached the Dimension Credit Vault and been confirmed!”
“No way you’d accept such a fraudulent contract?!”
“Goblin Dimension Credit Vault’s stance is as long as they receive power from the other party, it’s enough!”
But even for a guarantee, the other party had to have some vulnerable point to accept or reject it.
Asking a street beggar for a guarantee – did the bank really think that would be easily accepted – he had thought…
Deke raised both of his hands, drawing a reversed V over his eyes with a sly wink.
“Even though it may not seem like it, this body harbors emotions… a goddess with [Eyes of Truth]! Even if the circumstances led to some debts, my abilities are top-notch!”
The goddess herself had presented a contract with an SSR-grade contractor, hard to come by…
The Dimension Credit Vault must have found it not bad after tapping on their calculators.
If the contractor was skillful, they could roll anywhere and live up to their name.
But even with Deke’s emotions, there was a slight doubt lingering, and that too was blown away by the recent commotion.
Skillfully defeating an experienced SR-grade contractor with ease and not falling behind against a goddess, creating a spectacle akin to a horror movie…!
“…How much is the debt, exactly?”
“50 billion Ether… approximately?”
Scratching his head, Dike spoke in terms of divine power, but Yudahee couldn’t possibly grasp that.
To the puzzled Yudahee, Dike kindly converted it into the units of South Korea.
“About 500 billion?”
Crash.
The impact of the units made Yudahee stagger for a moment.
Did that lunatic just guarantee 500 billion?
Seizing Dike, who flaunted a superior expression as if to say, ‘How’s that?’ with a smirk on his face, Yudahee…
“Oooh! Stop that…! But I got a good interest rate…!”
“How much?”
“….20% per year?”
Dike rotated his joints vigorously until Yudahee’s jaw almost dislocated.
Despite the side effects of Dike writhing in pain and collapsing, he knew something.
This goddess could take a hit.
*****
[A moment later, in 10 minutes, the arena will begin, so participants, please check your equipment]
While Yudahee was tormenting Dike for a long time, as soon as the broadcast echoed, everyone began checking their equipment.
On this side, however, it was endlessly simple.
The equipment left behind by the previous Dike, abandoned by Adikia…
“It’s, it’s broken…!”
Most of the equipment was either broken or had holes, unable to fulfill their roles.
The only thing intact was the top and bottom that could cover the inside.
Even though she already felt exposed, she was thankful to have something to wear. Instead of thinking about that, Deke muttered to herself in a corner, watching Yudahee, who seemed to have no intention of participating.
“Sigh, other goddesses seem to take care of their contractors instead…”
Why… can’t… breathe…
“Maybe you should take a moment to remember what you did?”
From hitting someone with a truck to forging fingerprints for forced joint surety, and now standing in the arena of fate.
“Just consider, you think you deserve respect or kindness one by one?”
Even though the judicial system in South Korea was screwed, this goddess was really something else.
But what could she do? It was all her fault.
If she really wanted to go all out, she wouldn’t have hesitated to swing the axe at Adikia.
No matter how dead her emotions were, it was still a human-like choice that remained in her heart.
[“P-Please… return the… equipment…”]
Deke, hitting her head on the ground, came to mind.
“Tsk…”
There was no choice.
Since she had forcibly made the contract with this incompetent goddess, it was natural for her to participate in the game, at least to achieve a mid-ranking position, between 21st and 50th place…
“Don’t just hide in the dark like a shut-in. You need to stand up and explain.”
“Uh…?”
“I need to get into the mid
[Darker than twilight, oh one redder than the blood flowing in my veins…]
[Farewell, Choegang. You’ve only rampaged in the arena without me, a mere spectator.]
[Aoaoaoao]
…Thought it was PUBG, turns out it’s just a boy’s comic, a psychic battle story in the late stages.
“How is the main weapon determined?”
Having nothing but an axe, I wondered if the axe would be the main weapon and the fist a supplementary, but…
“Well… according to the booklet, it seems not to be the case!”
“What kind of booklet is that?”
Looking at the cover, it said [Guide for the Goddess of Another World Traveling the Arena…].
Man, all sorts of things come out.
Flipping through the contents and moving on to the penalty section, it was written there.
“The one means of attack that you think of as your main in your mind gets naturally sealed… So if the sword is the main, even if you swing it once, you can keep holding it, but using it as a means of attack is prohibited… Even if you swing it, no damage goes to the opponent. If used as a defense, it will still be pierced by the opponent’s attack…”
Following the footnote number [22] at the end of the explanation, slowly lowering my finger, what was written below was-
“If you receive this penalty, it’s practically right to give up the competition once. Only three people have survived in the history of the arena after receiving this penalty, until the middle or late stages.”
“… What?”
“Ughhh… I hate the universal gaze….”
Why is this goddess saying strange things?
Feeling the aura of defeat, for some reason, she struck a light punch to my trembling body.
This time, with just enough force to slightly lower my head, as a sign of relief.
“It means that it’s not an impossible thing.”
There were precedents for three people at a time.
The difference between something being zero percent possible and not was like heaven and earth.
Yudahee was in a situation where there was plenty of room to dig deep.
The goal was not to come in first place.
Yudahee’s aim was simply to place within the top 50.
“…Anything more would just be a hassle.”
Although it was not the telekinesis competition but the early stages, Yudahee, who judged that there was a little possibility if she used her skills to strike, tried to plan based on the guidebook step by step, but…
[The 221st Earth Championship Arena Tournament begins now!]
[Theme of this tournament: Ultra Rapid Fire]
“Huh.”
“…?”
Before even getting a chance to lay a finger on the ground, everything collapsed.