This Wasn’t an Erotic Game?

Chapter 8
I’m Fucked
『 Translator – Divinity 』

The priests of the White Church strode onto the stage.

Their hands were now equipped with the Gauntlets of Evil Annihilation, the symbol of the White Church’s demon hunters.

Emitting divine power, the priests surrounded Erpa.

“Please remove your left mask.”

It was a polite request, but also an undeniably chilling one.

“I-I… I’m not…”

Erpa said, tears streaming down her face.

“I’m not an Abomination.”

“We will determine that after seeing your left face. Please do not resist. If you resist, the entire White Church will consider you an enemy.”

“Please! Don’t do this! Tower Master!”

Erpa cried out desperately, but even Tower Master Oergen had a helpless expression.

“Everyone! Please!…”

Erpa cried out again, looking at everyone with pleading eyes, but very few of the assembled mages and witches had expressions of pity.

Most of them had mocking expressions on their faces.

It was then that Erpa realized.

Thüdel wasn’t the only one who was jealous and envious of her within the Magic Tower.

“Do not resist.”

The priests of the church approached her.

Slowly, their hands reached out towards her face.

The moment their hands touched her mask…

“No!”

She struggled, pushing the priests away with telekinesis.

The priests stumbled backward from the powerful magic.

“I’m not an Abomination! I won’t take off this mask! I won’t succumb to these false accusations!”

Erpa shouted.

But that didn’t change her predetermined fate.

“Subdue her!”

Divine power dwelled within the Gauntlets of Evil Annihilation.

In an instant, Erpa’s body was bound by rings of divine power.

Erpa tried to break free.

She took out her wand and tried to resist the miracle that was trying to restrain her.

But her wand slipped from her grasp and fell far behind her.

Tower Master Oergen himself had disarmed her with a wave of his wand.

“T-Tower Master…”

“Things have come to this, and I had no choice but to act. Erpa, if you’re truly not an Abomination, there’s no need to resist. Just let them remove your mask.”

“N-No! No! Don’t take it off!”

Erpa screamed desperately.

“I’m not an Abomination! You, you might misunderstand me!”

“We will judge that after we see it.”

The priests of the White Church stepped closer.

The one who appeared to be their leader placed his hand on her silver mask.

As a white light enveloped the Gauntlet of Evil Annihilation, the adhesion magic on her mask was forcibly dispelled.

“No! No!”

Erpa screamed tragically.

But nothing changed.

Her mask was removed.

And…

Before everyone.

Before everyone who had come to attend the academic conference, the left side of her face that she had been hiding was revealed.

“Oh, my!”

“Ugh!!”

“Good heavens!”

Screams.

Gasps.

An eerie silence.

And then…

A cacophony of laughter erupted.

“Look! Look! Everyone! See? I told you! I told you she was hiding an ugly secret!”

Thüdel helpfully cast an illusion spell to enlarge Erpa’s left face so that even those at the back could see it clearly.

The sight of more than ten eyeballs, resembling those of a spider, densely packed on her left face, blinking erratically, was enough to evoke strong physiological disgust.

Some people couldn’t help but vomit, and others started to flee.

Thüdel burst into laughter at the sight.

It was a laugh that seemed filled with happiness.

It was only natural.

It was the moment her gamble paid off spectacularly.

“Priests of the White Church, what is your judgment? Do you think this is simply a rare disease? Or do you think this is truly an Abomination that brings disaster?”

In response to Thüdel’s question, the priests of the White Church, instead of answering, focused on strengthening the suppression magic surrounding Erpa’s body in unison.

“It is definitely an Abomination. It’s not some rare disease. It’s completely identical to the records. A walking massacre with dozens of eyes. The appearance of the Harbinger of Disaster is clear.”

At the priest’s words, Tower Master Oergen squeezed his eyes shut.

“What… what will happen to Erpa?”

“She will be escorted to the headquarters of the Church and disposed of. We must eliminate her quickly before she brings about the prophesied disaster.”

“Is that so.”

Oergen said only that and turned away.

“The matter has already been decided by a vote. The Magic Tower will support the White Church’s judgment.”

Oergen walked away.

Erpa crumbled at the sight.

“Please! Tower Master! I’m not! I’m not some Harbinger of Disaster! I-I can fix this appearance! I’m still researching it!! If I research more, I can definitely fix this appearance!”

Erpa cried out.

“Please! Everyone! Give me one more chance! I can fix it! I’m not some being that brings disaster! You know me well! I’m just an ordinary person! I-I just! Just!…”

“Well, are you really an ordinary person?”

Thüdel sneered and stepped onto the stage.

“Can someone with such a hideous appearance even be called a person? And you have four arms to boot. I used to tease you by calling you a spider, but… I never thought you’d actually resemble one so much.”

The multiple eyes on her left and the single eye on her right were filled with despair.

Thüdel looked down at Erpa with an unbearably happy expression.

“You’re so incredibly ugly, Erpa. Disgustingly ugly. Who would ever think of you as a person?”

“That’s enough. There’s no benefit in provoking the Harbinger of Disaster.”

At the words of the White Church priests, Thüdel shrugged and stepped back.

Erpa slumped, seemingly having lost all hope.

The priests lifted her with a miracle and began to carry her away.

Some chuckled, some felt pity, and some were happy.

Erpa was dragged away by the priests, her face a picture of a broken soul.

Chaos descended upon the conference hall.

And it was Tower Master Oergen who quelled the chaos.

“The regular academic conference… will be reconvened tomorrow due to circumstances at the Mars branch of the Magic Tower. We apologize for the delay caused by this unexpected incident.”

With a heavy voice, Oergen announced the postponement of the 213th academic conference.

***

Numerous mages and witches emerged from the chaotic and postponed conference hall.

“She was always an unpleasant one.”

“To think she was hiding such a hideous appearance.”

“Isn’t she really a spider?”

The murmuring voices were mostly snickers.

Overwhelming talent always invites envy and jealousy, and when buried within a crowd, people tend to forget what they have done and their guilt is diluted.

And among mages and witches, there are many eccentrics and oddballs.

Moreover, among those eccentrics and oddballs, there were those who, overflowing with youthful energy, didn’t properly consider the distant future.

Even though the priests of the White Church clearly said…

Not to provoke the Harbinger of Disaster.

“Should we spread the word?”

“Aren’t you curious what people will say when they see that spider bitch?”

Some of the young mages and witches, simply for the sake of amusement, ended up planning something they shouldn’t have.

The reason for planning such a thing?

There was jealousy towards Erpa, but more than that, they didn’t know how powerful Erpa truly was.

Erpa never revealed herself outside except for major events like presenting a paper.

Erpa was a reclusive person.

Therefore, even Tower Master Oergen, who had brought her in, didn’t fully grasp how much magical power resided within her.

That’s why the mages and witches didn’t realize what they were about to do.

They were just fools who wanted to see the unpleasant woman get ridiculed.

“If we shoot fireworks while she’s being escorted, don’t you think everyone will come to see?”

“Let’s do it, let’s do it!”

And so, a few young mages and witches secretly began to follow the priests who were escorting Erpa.

“Focus. We cannot allow the Harbinger of Disaster to break the miracle and escape.”

The four priests were completely focused on maintaining the miracle that was suppressing Erpa, and they didn’t notice the young mages and witches following them with perception-hindering magic.

The priests of the White Church, who had wrapped Erpa from head to toe in cloth to prevent any exposure and were secretly escorting her through the back door of the Magic Tower, entered the main street, completely unaware.

“Now!”

Fireworks shot up into the sky, and…

“Rip off the cloth too!”

The cloth that was covering Erpa’s hideous left face was also ripped away.

People’s attention was instantly drawn to Erpa by the fireworks, and at that precise moment, her left face was exposed for all to see.

“Good heavens!!”

“Oh my god!! What is that?!”

“Ugh!”

Seeing the reactions of the people, the priests frantically searched for the cloth to cover Erpa again, but it had already been blown away by the mages’ magic.

“Damn it all!!”

They couldn’t provoke the Harbinger of Disaster.

“Step back!! Step back!! Stop staring and disperse! This is not a joke! Everyone, step back!!”

The priests started shouting, but the people who had witnessed this rare spectacle were not going to simply turn away.

“What kind of hideous face is that?”

“It’s a spider!! A spider!!”

“That’s disgusting. I’m going to throw up last night’s dinner!”

“Filthy!”

Someone threw mud.

With a splat, the mud landed on Erpa’s face.

The priests started shouting even louder.

“It’s dangerous!! Step back!! Step back!”

It would have been ideal to use a miracle to chase them away, but they were preoccupied with maintaining the suppression miracle that was binding the Harbinger of Disaster.

The priests couldn’t hold back the surging crowd.

“Backup!! Tell the nearby White Church to send paladins and other priests for backup!! Quickly!!”

And while they were helpless…

“That’s truly nauseating!”

Pelted with mud and sewage from the streets…

Erpa’s mind and soul were shattering into pieces.

***

“Saint!”

While I was busy healing the poor, I saw the paladin, who had gone to check if the witch I mentioned was among the dark magic users, running towards me from afar.

Oh! Judging by his expression, it seemed he had found her!! Was she really a dark magician after all?

“Did you find…”

“The witch you mentioned is currently being verbally abused and pelted with filth in the streets!”

“……What?”

I misheard him, right?

Tell me I misheard.

That witch, a time bomb waiting to explode, is currently in the streets, doing what?

“Four arms! A horrifying witch with multiple eyeballs on half of her face is currently being escorted by the priests of the White Church! I just witnessed citizens throwing mud at her and mocking her!”

“Where? Where did you see this?”

“Over there! It’s happening on 3rd Street, near the alley!…. Saint! It’s dangerous to go alone!”

I was already running before he finished his sentence.

Holy shit.

Shit!

I’m fucked!! I’m so fucked!!

She was in the capital? That witch?

She must have been caught because she’s a dark magician!!

Please! I’m coming! I’m on my way!

I’ll heal you, so please!!

Please don’t go berserk before I get there!