I’m a Hero, but I Gave Up Saving the World

6 – Real revenge is like this

Finding the location of the butcher shop was easy.

Apparently, the author of Arcest must have gained quite a notoriety in the neighborhood for his outrageous personality and brutal torture.

When I asked if I didn’t know of a fat man who treats blonde elves badly, everyone pointed me to this place right away.

“master… You are the real owner! Isn’t this welcome?”

“Long time no see, Misha.”

“master!!”

I told you to call me master, not master.

Well, he’s not even a master anymore. It’s not even taught at the academy.

More than that, Misha, don’t hug me suddenly. Didn’t you say that because you have big breasts, you feel embarrassed when you hug or something?

“I thought I would meet my master again someday!”

“Yes, nice to meet you too. But you were just trying to break the necklace, right?”

“Yes?”

“Didn’t I teach you that the necklace was designed to self-destruct if the wearer tried to open it?”

“ah… but.”

“No matter how hard it is, don’t commit suicide. Who dies for good?”

“Aww. hehehehe.”

As punishment for trying to take off the necklace on her own, she hit the top of her head, but Misha just laughed lightly.

Anyway, this guy has followed me well since the old days, but he quickly forgot what I told him and didn’t put it into practice. Unexpectedly, my head is bad.

He was a strange guy who, far from being discouraged no matter how much he scolded him for such a subject, was even slightly delighted.

“hehehehe. I got scolded by the owner again.”

“I am not proud. don’t like it.”

“Yep.”

Misha stuck out her tongue cutely and acted aegyo.

She has been a slave almost her entire life. It is difficult to imagine the total amount of suffering since it is said that the time has reached a thousand years, and the list of all sorts of suffering is endless.

All the humans Misha met were trash. At first, it was a pattern that fell in love with her beautiful appearance and flirted with it, but soon revealed her cruel nature when Misha asserted her pride as a forest spirit that enshrines the World Tree. Misha had to taste endless despair at the humans who forced her to listen to all kinds of torture by taking advantage of the fact that she was in an irresistible position because of the imprint of a slave.

A light slap on the top of the head was, from Misha’s point of view, light skinship that could not even be included in the axis of punishment.

Faust’s often nagging sounds to Misha as whispers of love.

Yes, if you passively listen to profanity and dirty talk for a thousand years, the standard of friendliness will inevitably be lowered.

Faust’s nagging, “If you don’t do your homework correctly, it’s another supplementary class,” to Misha, “I want to be a special professor just for you. Don’t go home and stay with me.”

—Of course, I had no idea about the information distortion going on in Misha’s head.

“Uhehehehe♡”

“No, he is laughing alone again.”

To laugh even though you’ve been scolded, this guy is invincible in a sense.

“But I finally reunited with the owner of my dreams. Misha, I don’t want to part with you anymore… ”

“Okay, let’s go together for a while. I have something to do for you.”

“Are you going to do it?”

At that time, with a moan of pain, Alcast, who was pinned to the wall, slowly raised himself. Adjusting the power of the explosion magic for fear of hurting Misha seems to have lengthened his lifeline.

“Ugh… what the fuck are you doing? I said what kind of crazy bastard he is, but he’s an idiot who cleans up horse manure and lives like a beggar. Did you turn, really?”

“Don’t be rude to the master!”

“I’ll educate you properly later, so stay away for a while. I’ll put you in Iron Maiden and give you time to reflect on your mistakes.”

“Mi-Misha won’t go into such a scary place!”

“You don’t have a choice. Slaves can just do what their master tells them to do.”

“Hey… !!”

Unlike humans, elven slaves who do not die even when stabbed and heal naturally were dream toys for sadists. Of course, I can’t let them do that in front of me.

“Hey, butcher shop owner. If you repent of your sins even now, I am willing to forgive you.”

“Catch the fuck.”

He raised his middle finger.

After all, the humans here are not worth saving.

The more sympathy you give, the more disgusting you become.

thanks.

For reminding me of an obvious fact.

“Faust, you fucking bastard I will definitely accuse you.”

“Are you going to sue me?”

“Of course not, you bastard. What did an outcast hated by the whole country believe in and use violence against me, the rightful legal owner of that elf girl? Still, the warrior-nim is looking for a reason to kill you at all, with lights on in his eyes, so just ask him to kill you. What you did was attempted murder for vandalism. You’re sentenced to death or life imprisonment, you asshole. No, maybe the hero might publicly execute you in the square.”

“Misha won’t let you do that!”

“You be still!”

Alcaste threw down the meat-cutting Buddha’s knife. To throw a sharp knife at a living being. what if i die

this crazy bastard

“Ah-oh… It hurts.”

“host… sir. What if you catch it? in hand… blood.”

“Oh then what? It’s flying right at your face.”

“host… You… blood.”

The focus disappears from Misha’s eyes. The eyes that were blue like the sea are dyed in deep darkness. The air around Misha becomes heavy and the ground shakes as if an earthquake had occurred.

“dare… How dare you let the master bleed, bleed.”

To be honest, it wasn’t that badly injured. A level that can be roughly healed with the healing magic I know.

But I deliberately let go of Misha’s anger.

The necklace the elf is wearing serves to control the use of magic unless the owner permits it.

In other words, as long as the owner gives permission, they can use magic.

I quietly released the restrictions of the magic ban.

“I will never forgive anything that hurts my master!!!!”

It flashed—and a flash of light shone.

I only saw the moment when the luminescent photons enveloped Misha.

A cruel light that didn’t even allow shadows stole my vision and I ducked as if I had been beaten in the stomach by a boxer. The sound of something exploding and breaking was heard in succession. Abigyuhwan’s screams did not cease.

When I opened my eyes again, the market where the long line had lined up was gone. A street that should have at least dozens of shops has turned into a neat empty lot.

The reason why not a single person died was probably because of the restriction of inviolability engraved on the slave’s seal. Well, I plan to unlock that one someday.

“what is this!!”

“My, my store! My store is aaa!”

“A hardware store handed down from generation to generation!!!!!”

“What was that explosion?!”

“Oh my money!”

“Now what do you do with your business!”

Merchants who survived at most were busy crying out for the lost property rather than the joy of saving their lives. Well, from the point of view of merchants who live and die on money, their business fund was blown away overnight, but they must be going crazy and jumping up and down. There will be nothing to see.

“A lot! Everyone, look here!”

I drew attention to Alcaste, who was making a stupid face with his butt on his butt, by throwing a shovel at him.

“That explosion was caused by this elf!!”

“Elf? Are you talking about Arcest and the elves?”

“That butcher’s house?’

“Elf… yes! I’ve heard that elves can actually use magic!”

People who have lost money will instinctively look for someone to put on a dump to make up for the break. All of a sudden, people from the market all flocked to the butcher shop (what it used to be).

I winked at Misha and signaled her to rhyme. Even the stupidest Misha would have noticed that much.

“Right Misha? Did you just do that?”

“Yes? ah… that’s right. To protect the master—”

“Did you hear? It’s this elf! An elf, the legal property of the butcher shop owner Alcast!! You have damaged your precious property!!”

Alcaste wanted to show off the fact that he owned such a beautiful elf as a slave, so he would take Mischa for a walk in the market whenever he could. There was no merchant here who did not know that the owner of the elves was Arcest.

“Alquest!! what happened to this!! Ask me right now, man!”

“My money! my store! You pay for everything!”

“I will kill you for real if you don’t pay for the damages that my store collapsed. I’m not kidding!!”

“Oh no, wait a minute. why me… That elf girl used magic on her own… I, pay that bitch back!”

Alcaste made a last-ditch effort, pointing at Misha with a trembling finger. Misha hid behind me, wagging her tongue.

The owner of the butcher shop turned red to the ears and tried to attract me like a water ghost.

“No, that’s right. Faust that bastard. That guy made me use magic. Misha is his slave!”

“hey… Arcest. What kind of dog is talking about? Who was the one who said out loud that he was the legal owner of Misha?”

“Oh, no. I said that, but practically… ”

“Oh, it smells so shut your mouth.”

I threw one last piece of lean meat to the merchants who would sell their souls to the devil to make up for the loss, and left the place with Misha.

“As you well know, slaves do not have the capacity for legal responsibility. This means that there is no obligation to repay the debt. It is common knowledge stipulated in the national law that the master is responsible for the sins of the slaves, so get compensation from Arcest for all your property destroyed by the elves.”

“Fa, Faust!! You punk! Where are you running away! Do come back! Misha!! come back too! I am the owner of 4 years… ! Oh no! Not that! Everyone! I have nothing to do with that slave. Hey, look at that! Doesn’t that bitch run away with Faust! Me, don’t scare me and those bastards! aaa!!”

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Rights and duties exist together like the heads and tails of a coin.

Misha, who has no right to own property, is naturally not obliged to repay the debt. In the end, it is a story that Alquest will use poison alone.

Later, I heard that the debt that Arcest, who was sued by the merchants, had to bear was 50 million shillings, which is exactly 1,000 times the total assets of Arcest. Even now, he is struggling with debts and says that living is not living. It is rumored that he lives by sleeping for 10 minutes like a giraffe in the Serengeti grasslands, not knowing when the creditor will come after him.

“Revenge is like this, Misha. It’s no fun if you just kill them. Death is eternal silence. The true pleasure of revenge lies in the dynamics of the prey’s despair.”

“Ah yes. Misha also knows Dongtae. I ate a lot when I lived in the forest.”

“… It sounds like you need to study a lot.”

“? Are we going to the academy again?”

“no. Rather, let’s go to my house and talk. I’ll tell you the situation I’m in.”

“! Master’s house! great! Lord, it’s my first time at the master’s house, so I’m nervous!”

“… It’s the first time I’ve ever had guests in my house. I am a little excited.”

On the way back after smashing the market.

A nasty young lady of ruin waits in front of the front door and jumps up as soon as she sees me. While wearing a forced fake smile.

“Fah, Faust! You’re finally back! I think I said something wrong earlier. I’m really looking forward to seeing you at your party in the future! as a member! I am prepared to work really hard—”

“Come in, Misha. Be careful not to get dirty germs.”

“Yes! master! But who is that woman?”

“Who are you talking about? I can’t see.”

“… … … … .”

Of course, I ignored it and closed the door.

I can hear Serena sniffing outside, but it’s just a pleasant background music.