NOVEL WEB Chapter 849
<849 – The Wronged Child (4)> While Oknodie cheerfully dispensed feed while humming, Snowville pondered, "Why am I here? Where am I? Who am I?" "I was deceived by that smiling face, but Oknodie is the terrifying heir of the Director of the Foundation. The Dark Princess! Is that wicked nature so powerful that she smiles at monsters like they are pets?!" Flap-flap
When a small bird tries to follow a stork, its pants get torn.
Like a short-legged wren, weakling Snowville tried to imitate the tall stork, resulting in her being a mere feeder at this demonic feeding station.
Grrr!!!
“Kiyaa!!!”
Grrrr!
The Alligator Monster shook its head fiercely as soon as a piece of meat was thrown.
Following that, giant chickens with rare metal beaks attacked nearby monsters with their wings, demanding their food with loud flap-flap sounds.
Scared, Snowville tossed the meat with trembling hands, only to see several chickens engage in a frenzy as the winner stomped on the bloodied kin and gobbled down its meal.
Guu?
Fear made Snowville forget to feed, and the dull eyes of the monsters around began to show a growing ferocity.
Without singing the song of enchantment, their gaze shifted from the treatment of a feeding slave to the realization, “Oh, she’s food too?”
“Ra, Raah…”
In a hurry, Snowville tried to sing and distribute the food, but her body stiffened in fear, causing her to accidentally drop the feed bucket.
Thump!
Crash!
Splash!
The monsters rushed toward the mess on the floor, and Snowville, shocked, stumbled backwards.
A shadow loomed over her.
A 5-meter-tall Giant Turtle, which could easily swallow a person in one bite, drooled over her.
As sticky saliva splattered on her face, tears began to gather in Snowville’s eyes.
“Ra, Raah…”
As the crying grew louder, her song and pitch became a complete disaster.
The judgment for the sung prayers from Atalaxia’s convent was repeatedly canceled due to the increasingly off-key pitch.
With the feed bucket empty and the shimmering judgment gone, the eyes of the monsters began to awaken with vicious intent.
“Please, I’m not food. I can sing, I can. So please!”
Snowville was becoming pitiful enough to invoke sympathy from onlookers.
Instructor Olosst hurried over and threw some feed, sensing her crisis.
However, the monsters were starting to recognize Snowville as food and couldn’t be bothered to look away.
“Damn it. Am I really supposed to expose my skills in this dangerous den?”
Just as she was bracing herself for a last stand, a saving hand was extended to them.
“This one is my friend. You can’t eat her!”
Oknodie said nonchalantly, without singing.
Was she planning to eat together?
Or trying to distract them to save her?
Olosst panicked, thinking the situation just got twice as complicated, but the monsters, instead of charging at Oknodie, shifted back to their dull state and quietly returned to their spots.
“Raah?”
As Olosst revealed his confusion while singing, Oknodie calmly answered.
“Song is just a medium to cast enchantments; if you can handle Sacred Magic, you can work it without a chant, just like casting magic without the formalities.”
Incredibly, Oknodie was able to use Atalaxia’s sacred arts without singing.
This suggested that she was personally skilled in Sacred Magic without the chanting enhancements of Atalaxia’s convent.
Oh my, the Dark Princess, the most blasphemous outsider, has learned Sacred Magic!
“How on earth am I supposed to take this?”
It was a ridiculous situation, akin to a Demon King borrowing the Power of God from humans, but thanks to Oknodie’s help, Snowville had indeed saved her life.
Concerned for her, Olosst, who had promised to take responsibility, exchanged a grateful glance with the dazed Snowville.
“Oknodie, you perfectly covered for the rookie’s mistakes. Truly excellent.”
“Hehe. Don’t commend me for something like this, we’re all just helping each other out, right?”
“I’m thankful that the other rookies are okay, too. I was worried about losing a newly assigned Sister right away.”
“Did the previous one get eaten?!”
“Eaten? Oh, well, I guess that could happen here.”
“…”
What else could be out there?!
Trying to ignore Snowville’s terrified gaze, the senior sister whistled and shifted her gaze away.
Now Snowville simply loathed the whole world.
“Senior, when do we get to eat…?”
“Oh, about that? It’s fine. If you close your eyes at night, nutrition will be supplied automatically.”
“…Really?”
“By the way, please never open your eyes. It’s a hassle to clean up the empty spots once you wake up.”
“Can I go home?”
“You have more than one house, which one do you like?”
“We only have one house…?”
“Nope. From today on, you have many. Everyone who joins our convent becomes a multi-household owner.”
“Where are the houses…?”
The senior sister informed about the multi-house welfare benefits of Atalaxia Convent.
“First, there’s a refrigerator that keeps everything cool and fresh all year round.”
“Oh, I have a refrigerator at home.”
“No, the refrigerator is the house.”
“Huh?”
“That’s where you’ll live.”
“I don’t want a house like that…”
“Oh, you don’t like the cold? Then there’s a cremation site.”
“Is that for burning monster corpses and having a bonfire?”
“No, you just go inside.”
“…Isn’t that just dying?”
“Of course. You can come in freely, but when you wanna leave, you die. Isn’t that a convent?”
Really want to go home.
As Snowville sank down in despair, the senior sister gently patted her shoulder.
“There’s a cozy yet cramped chamber, but I wouldn’t recommend it. Hungry guests tend to dig up the cemetery near the convent for snacks.”
“…”
“Do you still want to go home?”
“No…”
“Then let’s do well from now on, okay?”
With the senior’s casual tone suddenly turning serious, Snowville could only nod in silence.
While sobbing softly on the bed, Snowville got annoyed and angry when something flew over and hit her head.
Next to her bed sat Oknodie, with wide awake eyes, folding and tossing paper airplanes like a naughty friend who wouldn’t let anyone sleep on class trips or field trips.
“Are you sleeping?”
“I am going to.”
“If you sleep now, tomorrow will just repeat itself.”
“…What changes if I don’t sleep?”
“You can find the secrets of the convent quicker and escape sooner!”
“…I’ll help. I want to escape this scary convent as soon as possible.”
At night, she quietly followed Oknodie as she got out of bed and tiptoed.
Behind Snowville, in a surprisingly natural manner, Instructor Olosst popped out from the male workers’ dormitory.
“By the way, how do men fit into the convent? Isn’t it a no-man zone?”
“Slaves aren’t men. They’re tools.”
“Ahh.”
Really, the facilities were getting worse and worse.
Grrrr…
Snore…
Passing by the threateningly snores of the monster dormitory, they came to a staircase leading down.
Following Oknodie, who effortlessly dispelled the runes embedded on each step with her movement, they found dark dungeons with iron bars.
“Hey!”
When Oknodie cast a light spell into one of the cells, Snowville freaked out and tapped her staff, putting the light out on the floor.
But the light had already attracted the attention of a prisoner inside the cell, rushing onto the bars on all fours.
“Who are you? Please let me out!”
“Is that a nun’s robe? Why are you in there…?”
“I’m not a nun! They locked me up because I wouldn’t pretend to be one. I must recite prayers or sing to pass and if I don’t, I end up here.”
“Why does such a mad facility even exist?”
“I don’t know. I just came here on a request for missing persons from the Adventurer’s Guild. I shouldn’t have taken this request… sniff I miss my mom.”
“The senior sister I saw today was scary, but she wouldn’t lock someone up…”
“You should be careful of the Head Sister, she’s above the senior sister.”
Just as Snowville was about to reply to the prisoner, Olosst covered her mouth.
In an instant, Oknodie unfurled her invisibility cloak, enveloping everyone.
As they waited in hiding, something sinister, with ominous mana, began to crawl up from deep underground, making squelching noises.
“Strange? I definitely heard something here. Why is it just our dog? Were you talking to yourself?”
“Please! I’m begging you! Let me out!”
“Then show me your initiation spell for priests.”
“I’m a warrior, not a magician!”
“Oh dear. It seems you’re still unable to cast Sacred Magic due to a lack of devotion. Those with no faith are no different from beasts. Just like a little dog.”
“I’m a Silver Rank Adventurer from the Adventurer’s Guild, not a dog! Please let me out. If the guild figures out I’m missing, they’ll do something!”
“Shh. Don’t worry. Beasts worry about nothing. It’s easier to walk on all fours, and they can’t speak. Think carefully. Have you forgotten how to speak?”
“?!”
“That’s right. You’re a dog. By trying to speak like a human, you can’t make a sound. Repeat after me: woof woof.”
“Woof?!”
“Good job. Keep walking on all fours and barking. You’re too slow to be a nun. Yes, we need to move. This place is too small for a doghouse, isn’t it?”
The terrified adventurer was dragged off like a leashed dog, whimpering and scared, as she was pulled into the deep darkness of the corridor.
A while later, leaving the dungeon and shedding her invisibility cloak, Oknodie cheerfully said.
“I guess this doll game is about being pulled underground if you can’t pretend to be a nun! Hehe, fun!”
“Why is this fun…?”
“But aren’t you curious? If I act better as a nun than the Head Sister, what happens to her?”
Caught off-guard by Oknodie’s abstract thoughts, Snowville couldn’t grasp what she was saying.
What on earth are you saying, Nodidodi?
You want to become scarier than the terrifying Head Sister that turns perfectly healthy adventurers into dogs?!