The Ordinary Sorcerer's Fun Otherworld Villain Play - Chapter 7 - I Tried Saving Beauties in a Cave, It Was No Good

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“Oh my, cute boy, are you lost? It’s okay, come here. Where are your papa and mama? Uncle will guide you, to the world of death—ohegh!”

“Bishop!? Impossible! Such a child, eh? Wait, where’s my neck?”

“Trial of death! Ah, beloved goddess of death! Grant us trials—ogo!”

“There should be a Black Hand member! Hurry and call them!”

“N-no good! Even ringing the summoning bell, there’s no response…! Wh-where’s the brat!? Ah!!?? On the ceiling!? Clinging to it?”

“Wh-what, what is this beast!? A heretical god’s apostle!? Curse you, how did you sniff us out!”

“Aaaaaaaaa!? Mice!? Mice are eating me!?”

“A summoned beast that three-verse incantations don’t work on!? Impossible, only a first-class mage could pull off such a thing!?”

“A magic knight order assassin!? The church! Do they regret those three now!”

“Ah, that’s why I said! Don’t hold the ritual near Holga Village! The 7 Great Gods will definitely come crush us!!”

“Idiot! The 7 Great Gods are, in the first place!! Ah shit! Who, who betrayed us!”

“…Could it be! You came to save those three!? Curse you, filthy lap dog of the 7 Great Gods! Servants of death, emerge! We who govern the apocalypse of the 7 prophecies—ehhh!?”

“…Reincarnated hero. It’s already too late. Domination, war, famine, all received the embrace of the death goddess… the prophecy will be fulfilled by us, the Insect Cult—byabun!”

“Ah! The vice-priest died too! Curse you…! Gift activation, ‘Death’s Minions’! Come! My skeletal soldiers! Aaaaaaaaa!!?? Why!? Why are they coming this way? Agya!”

“Th-the Gift went berserk! The skeletal soldiers are coming here, nooooooo!”

“Wrong… this guy isn’t a reincarnated hero…! Such a brat wasn’t at the sanctuary that time—”

Splat.

Crack.

Squelch.

Bumooooooooo.

Squeak squeak!!

[Eliminated all Insect Cult personnel in the cave.]

[Points added to profession: Sorcerer skill tree.]

[Because your profession is Sorcerer, all your mana is converted to “curse power”]

[“mana Manipulation – Enhancement” skill evolved into “Curse Power Manipulation”]

Inside the cave were people in black robes scattered everywhere.

The moment I was spotted, they attacked so I responded but…

“Hmm. That sticky handsome guy from earlier was the strongest. Everyone else wasn’t much.”

‘Bumo.’

‘Chuu.’

Crunch, crunch.

Slither slither.

The boar swallowed the corpses of the people I took care of whole.

The mouse child somehow multiplied tremendously when I wasn’t looking.

A swarm of mice was cleanly cleaning up the corpses.

“Hmm… this mask, the sorcerer profession. Could this Gift also be Life Field’s ‘Spell Creation’ skill?”

I thought a bit about the power that kept fitting in.

The ability called Spell Creation also existed in Life Field.

But, Hundredfold Zodiac Overlap Curse Technique?

It was a power that originally existed in my Gift but…

Was there something like this in the game?

There were several points I didn’t understand myself.

No, wait, why were Life Field skills and professions in this world in the first place?

But you know, in light novel game reincarnation stories, most works don’t really touch on that…

No, wait.

Powers I didn’t understand myself, adventure in a world with strange inconsistencies…

“Hmm… that in itself… feels like a carefree rogue villain, not bad.”

I looked around me again.

People in black robes attacking with half-smiles, zombie-like things, skeleton-like things.

I hunted around monster-like guys and arrived here.

“…Black magic occult ritual?”

A terrible sight.

Lots of animal corpses.

Creatures I’d never seen—were they monsters?

In the hall-like space, something like a magic circle seemingly drawn in blood was inscribed.

And what’s most terrible is—

“Yikes.”

“…”

“……”

“………”

I found something terrible.

Creepy crosses made of something bone-like.

Three of them.

“…Ah, finally, I can die.”

“Fu, fufui. …My theory wasn’t wrong…”

“…Blood, want to drink, but if I drink, I’ll live again…”

“Yikes, yikes.”

I muttered twice reflexively.

What’s that, humans?

On the crosses, three person-like things were crucified.

A terrible state.

In movie terms, definitely 18+ rated.

Person or corpse—barely corpses.

Arms and legs were half-rotted, and wow, the cloth wrapped around the eyes was covered in blood.

…Gouged out?

“…Is, someone there?”

“…Ah, aah. Finally, it can end…”

“…Want to die.”

“Wow~”

It felt like a tragic drama somehow.

As expected, a shit isekai where you run into bandits and thieves just walking down the road.

Full of gut-wrenching events.

“It’s like Life Field…”

This merciless cruelty.

Like that game where almost all quests have character death routes and annihilation endings prepared.

That game company seriously comes at you with heartless scenarios.

“…The scent of death, finally came…”

“…Can’t see is regrettable. But I understand, something terrifying came…”

“…Ahaha, finally I can die, death goddess… sniff sniff, unexpectedly a masculine scent.”

What are these guys?

From earlier, their monologue content—they seem to want to die.

Hmm.

I couldn’t just deploy spells no questions asked like with those black robes and bandits.

Should I try talking?

Me in the old man mask quietly speaking to the guys crucified.

Hmm, is this a villain? …It’s a villain.

“Can you hear my voice? You crucified ones.”

What the hell was “crucified ones”? My vocabulary was sad.

“…Who?”

“…Not the death goddess…?”

“Fuhe… wh-wh-wh-what… mistaken identity…”

Death goddess…?

What was that. Sounds like a villain.

Were these guys waiting for that?

Hmm.

As a Life Field rule, I want to massacre all enemies in a conquered cave but…

“…Ki, kill me.”

“Huh?”

“…You’re there, aren’t you? In front of me. …I don’t know who you are but… the cult’s voices stopped… you killed them…”

“Haha… there should have been several Black Fingers too but… you’re good, traveler-kun…”

“Will you, will you kill me?”

Oh. Suddenly started talking.

…It’s confusing when three start talking at once.

Whatever.

“Good. I already know what you wish.”

“””…Eh?”””

Life Field cliché number one.

“Hopeless depressing events are scattered like pebbles.”

Beginners seriously engage with each depressing event one by one and get heartbroken.

Experts were different.

All things were transient. Not getting too emotionally invested was one way of mourning.

“…Good. There’s no need to say anything. Your wish will be granted.”

[Player. Time to choose. Before you are pitiful souls wishing for their own deaths. Please tell me your answer to the world.]

The mysterious voice also sounds enthusiastic somehow.

Hmm, well really I’d like to save them but…

If I have the old man mask, maybe recovery items I obtained in the game were also in the item box…

But it hasn’t said anything since then.

Even in this week’s training, I’ve never done anything like healing others.

A peaceful death for hopeless people who mutter about wanting to die…

Yeah, that’s precisely a villain.

“Sleep, pitiful souls…”

I poured mana into my hand and touched the cross.

That life as homeless, continuously beaten by hero candidate former classmates.

I’ve practiced mana manipulation quite a bit.

And its nature too.

[What you have is curse power, isn’t it, Player.]

…Is that so? Well whatever.

Apparently, others’ curse power harms the body.

They were this weakened.

Not an attack, just flowing curse power should make them expire.

“…Aah.”

“This is… mana… no, different…? Thicker, smoother.”

“Warm…”

Vmmm.

Black light, ink-colored curse power enveloped the crucified women.

Well, they probably had their own hell.

Though I have no way to know or reason to empathize.

“Farewell.”

To increase curse power further, I closed my eyes.

No screams or cries of suffering.

I can at least let them end without suffering, so well, that’s fine right?

[I see, so that’s your choice. Not easy death but a harsh life to walk. Fu, as expected you’re interesting. Player.]

Huh?

What, Navi’s reaction is strange.

Snap.

Eh. What sound?

I stopped curse power manipulation and opened my eyes.

“…Seriously?”

All three crosses were broken.

And in front of me—

“…Eh?”

“…The mark disappeared?”

“…No way, the death crest is, g-gone…”

Three incredible beauties.

White hair, red hair, black hair.

Faces peeking from overgrown hair, small and truly doll-like unrealistic beauty.

“The wounds… are gone?”

“Impossible… wounds inflicted by death’s authority should never heal…”

“Ah, hehe. …I-I-I’m also, ba-back to immortality…”

Girls clad in rags stood there.

The wounds from when they were crucified are gone?

Huuuh?

Something’s off.

It was supposed to be a villain play gracefully sending off people wanting to die.

Well, if they’re alive that’s fine.

Hmm, that in itself feels like a capricious villain move.

Even having power of life and death over others completely in my hands… not ba—

“Why!!!!!!!!”

“Whoa!”

The cave shook.

Like the world trembled in response to their voices.

“—Why am I alive!? Why, why did you save me!!??”

“Ah, haha!! Hahahahaha!! World, is this our fate you say!? You won’t even grant us death!? You won’t let us let go of this cursed karma, is that, what you mean…”

“Aah. I’ll starve again… I’ll want it again… aah, I wanted to die… I wanted to die iiiiiiii!”

Bwooom.

Swelling mana. mana thick and large enough to visualize.

White, red, black.

They erupted mana like a volcanic eruption.

Clink.

White, red, black hair.

Each two. Six total golden eyes glared at me.

“””—Why did you heal us?”””

Whoops.

The situation’s changed somehow.