My Yandere Girlfriend Hiding in the Dungeon Kills Me Over and Over Again - Chapter 46 & 47

My Yandere Girlfriend Hiding in the Dungeon Kills Me Over and Over Again

Chapter 46   The Flame of Revenge

By defeating the boss of the Katarov Dungeon, the Great Centipede Rumoahz, several changes occurred.

First, the acquisition of the clear reward.

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You acquired the clear reward, the “Blazing Sword.”

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What I got was a sword dyed red all the way to the blade. It looks strong at first glance, but I have Parasitic Sword Puppeteer, and it doesn’t seem like I’ll have the opportunity to use it myself. Well, there’s no reason not to accept it, though.

The other change was the appearance of a teleportation circle on the floor, which allows me to leave after defeating the boss.

“If I step on this, I can go outside, right?”

“Yes, indeed, my master.”

With that in mind, I step onto the teleportation circle.

At that moment, the teleportation circle began to emit a dazzling light.

“Is someone there?”

Suddenly, Puppeteer muttered.

“What?”

I look around, but the light from the teleportation circle is too bright, making it impossible to see anything clearly.

However, it seems that someone is indeed present.

This is because the skill ‘Appraisal’ reacted.

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Appraisal unavailable.

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However, the result only says ‘appraisal unavailable,’ so the true identity remains unknown.

And in the next moment, the outside scenery had changed.

It seems the teleportation was successful.

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Katarov Village.

That’s the village where I was born and raised since my childhood.

It’s a village with a population of less than three thousand.

The main industry here is dungeons.

Due to the presence of the ” Katarov Dungeon” at the center of the town, the village thrives on a business catering to adventurers who come to conquer that dungeon.

Because of the influx of adventurers, there are many weapon shops and taverns lining the streets.

I spent my life in this village as a farmer.

However, I was constantly persecuted in this village due to my silver hair.

Silver-haired individuals were targets of persecution because a long time ago, the Alcus, who betrayed humanity and sided with the demon race, had silver hair.

The humiliation I endured for many years in this village is not something I can forget.

I was frequently pelted with stones by the villagers, and I was always injured.

The farmland I worked so hard to cultivate was vandalized by someone.

I had to pay more taxes than others.

So, I was always poor and couldn’t have a decent meal.

Because of that, my mother fell ill and passed away.

And, I can’t forget my childhood friend, Namia.

Namia was the only one who stood by my side.

She protected me when I was pelted with stones, and she secretly brought me food when I was in need.

Namia was to be married to the village chief’s son, Darga.

I remember that day very well.

Namia said she liked me and proposed eloping to start a new life together.

I agreed, and that night, I headed to Namia’s house.

I don’t want to remember what happened after that.

The most horrifying scene unfolded there.

Afterward, I was banished to the depths of the “Katarov Dungeon” using a teleportation circle, accused of raping and murdering Namia.

Despite the fact that Darga was the one who killed Namia, the villagers conspired and placed all the blame on me.

And now, at this moment, I have finally returned.

“Hey, a dungeon returnee has appeared!”

“Someone cleared this dungeon!”

Suddenly, voices were heard.

Come to think of it, the village had a pedestal where those who conquered the dungeon were supposed to stand. That’s right, the fact that I appeared on that pedestal with light means that even those who didn’t know the details would realize that someone had conquered the dungeon.

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Skill points have been used.

The conditions for leveling up have been met.

The skill “Parasitic Sword Puppeteer Master” has leveled up.

Parasitic Sword Puppeteer Master Lv. 2 ▶ Parasitic Sword Puppeteer Master Lv. 3

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Without a word, I allocated skill points and leveled up “Parasitic Sword Puppeteer Master.”

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Acquired the derived skill “Ruthless Predator.”

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“Hey, isn’t that Kiska?”

“No way, that’s ridiculous. There’s no way he could clear the dungeon.”

“Well, but… that silver hair, he sure looks like Kiska.”

The crowd began to stir.

It seems like the audience was starting to realize that my true identity was Kiska, the one banished to the depths of the dungeon.

“Hey, Puppeteer.”

“Yeah, what is it, Master?”

“Do you remember what the villagers did to me?”

I had previously confided my past to Puppeteer.

“Of course, those guys were really terrible.”

“I used my desire for revenge as a driving force to conquer this dungeon with all my might.”

“Yeah, that’s right.”

“But, I was a little anxious. I was afraid that when the opportunity came to conquer the dungeon and have a chance to tear these villagers to pieces with my own hands, I might hesitate. I worried that I might lack the courage to hurt people and become incapable of doing anything. I’ve been anxious about it all along.”

What I remember is that when I tried to feed Agetha to Puppeteer, I couldn’t do anything due to guilt and ended up vomiting right there.

I was worried that the same thing might happen in front of the villagers, making me unable to do anything.

“So, the opportunity for revenge has finally come, but how do you feel now?”

The Puppeteer asked with an amused tone.

So, I expressed my honest feelings.

“I want to kill every single one of them.”

“Hahaha, that’s the spirit!”

“〈Ruthless Predator〉”

Saying that, I transformed Puppeteer into “Ruthless Predator.”

The Puppeteer then transformed into a massive creature specialized only for eating.

“You can eat all of them.”

“Itadakima-su!”

The long-awaited revenge begins.

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Chapter 47   A cruel way to die

“St-stop, pleaseeeeeee!”

“Ahhhhh, what is thisssss!!”

The “Ruthless Predator ” extended tentacle-like appendages, grabbing the villagers one by one and tossing them into its mouth.

As the villagers were thrown into its mouth, it chewed with a squelching sound, using its powerful jaws to crush them.

“Puppeteer, I have some business to attend to, so I’m going to go. You can go wild as you like.”

“Understood, Master!”

The villagers were completely preoccupied with the “Ruthless Predator” and paid me no attention. In their distraction, I moved away to find my intended targets.

My trusted Parasitic Sword Puppeteer had transformed into the “Ruthless Predator,” so I had a newly acquired “Blazing Sword” in my hand.

There were certain individuals that I needed to thoroughly make regret their actions.

First, Darga, the village chief’s son, who was responsible for the death of Namia. He deserved the harshest punishment.

Next was Rizlut, the village chief, who was the main instigator behind blaming me for Darga’s crimes.

And the four men who often hung around with Darga. They were among those who were at Namia’s house that day, even though they were present at the scene, they provided false testimony that I had committed the crime.

There was also the judge who sentenced me to exile, but dealing with him could be of lower priority.

In any case, I needed to apprehend the individuals mentioned above to ensure they didn’t escape.

“Hey, it looks like monsters have appeared in the town!”

“What kind of monsters have appeared?”

“I’ve never seen monsters like these.”

“What? Really!?”

“What are the adventurers doing? Hurry up and subdue them!”

“What’s the guild doing? Gather the adventurers!”

The village was in chaos.

Everyone was in a state of panic, with some ready to fight, some trying to escape, and others attempting to call for help. People’s reactions varied.

The so-called “monsters” were most likely the “Ruthless Predator.”

While the “Ruthless Predator” wasn’t actually a monster, its appearance could easily be mistaken for one.

Now, where could they be?

“I’ve found him.”

I muttered as I spotted one of my targets.

“It’s been a while.”

I greeted him.

In reality, it had only been about a week since I returned to this place after being banished to the dungeon, but due to the hundreds of times I had experienced death and rebirth, it felt like I hadn’t seen him in many years.

“Why is Kiska here…?”

The person I looked at seemed flustered and voiced their surprise.

“Now, why do you think that is, Darga?”

“A-anyway, I don’t have time to deal with you right now! It seems that monsters have appeared in the village. I’m busy dealing with those monsters right now! Stay out of the way!”

“Hey, Darga, what would you think if the cause of the monsters appearing in the village was me?”

“Huh, I don’t understand what you’re talking about—”

Darga couldn’t finish his sentence.

No, I didn’t let him.

“Darga, I’ll tell you something because it seems you’ve misunderstood. I can kill you anytime I want.”

As I said that, I swung my sword.

I stabbed a blade into Darga’s left arm and cut it deeply.

The “Blazing Sword” had a red-hot blade, which, upon cutting, could coagulate blood with its heat, stopping the bleeding. It was a sword designed more for torture than for killing.

“Arghhhhhhhh!”

In agony, Darga writhed on the ground.

“Don’t mess around with me!”

Despite the pain, Darga still seemed to have some fight left in him and attempted to exert some dominance over me.

“Yes, is something the matter!? Lord Darga.”

“What in the world is all this commotion!?”

I noticed that men who had become aware of the unusual situation were rushing over. Among them was one of the men who had broken into Namia’s house that day. They seemed to be preparing to deal with the monsters, as all of them were armed.

“Hey, you guys, kill this silver-haired guy!”

Darga ordered the men.

In an instant, all of them gripped their weapons tightly and charged at me.

In the past, I would have been defenseless and likely beaten to a pulp. But now, with my current abilities…

“You weaklings, come at me.”

“Don’t get cocky!!”

I used “Provocation” to lure their attacks and then evaded, countering their strikes.

“Aghhh!”

The slashed man collapsed on the spot.

I continued to cut down one after another with my blade.

“W-what’s with this guy’s movements!?”

“Absolutely, we can’t lay a finger on him!”

“P-please, stop!”

“Aggh!”

If I had survived that hellish dungeon, dealing with these guys would be a walk in the park. I could take them down with my eyes closed.

“Darga, I’ll say it again, think about why I’m here.”

As I said this, I stepped on one of the fallen men. All the attackers had already been subdued.

“I-I never thought you’d come back from that dungeon…”

Finally, it seemed like he had realized. Quite slow on the uptake. He appeared to be quite dense.

“Hey, Darga. Do you know what I was thinking while I was conquering the dungeon?”

“W-what are you talking about…”

“I’ve been thinking about how to get revenge on you all this time. I’ve been contemplating how to give you the most gruesome death. Whether it’s bludgeoning, beheading, impalement, water torture, burning, whipping, flaying, eye gouging, finger amputation, starvation, venereal disease, suffocation, live burial, genital mutilation, poisoning, confinement, or stabbing, I’ve been thinking about it continuously.”

I spoke in a single breath, and with each word, Darga’s face contorted in terror.

“Hey, master, can I eat these guys too?”

Suddenly, I noticed that the Puppeteer was approaching. It had probably come this far while devouring the villagers.

By “these guys,” it probably meant the people who had attacked me and were subsequently defeated.

“Anyone except for this one is fair game.”

I pointed at Darga while giving my permission.

“Got it!”

The Puppeteer replied energetically and used its tentacles to devour the men one after another.

“Stop!!”

“Uwaaaaah!!”

“No, please! Nooooooo!!”

“Let go, let go, let me gooo!!”

Everyone struggled desperately, but their resistance was futile. One by one, the Puppeteer’s powerful jaws crushed them.

“D-Did you summon this monster…?”

Darga asked with an expression of utter despair.

“Yeah, that’s right.”

So, I affirmed it.

Instantly, an unpleasant smell reached my nose. Oh, this guy must have soiled himself in fear.

“Don’t worry, you won’t be killed as easily as these guys.”

“Help me! I was wrong! I apologize, I apologize, so please help me!”

Instantly, Darga began apologizing profusely as if begging for his life.

Seeing that, I couldn’t help but feel disappointed deep down. What a small-minded person he was. If he were a villain, I wished he would act like one. Apologizing like this made it seem like I was the one in the wrong.

So, with a hint of exasperation, I said, “With that, there’s no way I’ll forgive you.”