After realizing that the little Olga, whom I thought was delicate, had quite a spicy punch, we were disassembling the Shiplani that Menelapie had taken down.
Menelapie had incapacitated the Shiplani by cutting their tendons, smashing their bones, or pressing their weak points through her Golden Eye.
However, the life threads of the Shiplani were quite tough, so even in a situation where they could only move their necks, they yelled loudly, tormenting my ears.
Well, regardless of that, I was calmly disassembling the Shiplani without leaving a single hair.
Thanks to the recognition filter on the broadcast, it wasn’t a brutal spectacle, and in reality, the Shiplani didn’t have red blood like humans, so it wasn’t something to squint at, either.
Crack!
Snap!
Pop!
–Kweh?!!!
The screams of the Shiplani, feeling wronged and sad about losing their heads, were quite impressive, but they could not resist.
It was fortunate that Menelapie had rendered their bodies under the neck incapable of movement.
If they could have moved, they would have surely been quite the spectacle.
Well, I guess it couldn’t be helped that they screamed to maintain freshness…
After all, the voices of the monsters I heard in my head were filled with will, so it would have been equally noisy even if their vocal cords were crushed.
[Aaaaaargh….]
[Oh fck;]*
[Thank you for my head…]
[Is that… the Hero and the Saint?]
[The streamer has no blood or tears, huh???]
[Wow crap; look at that hair being pulled out]
[Please refrain from those kinds of pics]
[Ahh, shit]
Why are the viewers like this?
“What’s the problem?”
[‘BaldManagerLick’ donated 5,000 won!]
It’s just stress-induced hair loss… This broadcast is too brutal…
“Really? But if it’s hair loss, shouldn’t you go grab the little hope instead of watching this?”
[?]
[??]
[?]
[Whaaat?]
[What?]
[You crossed the line]
[LMAO]
[Ah, if you’re balding, you should be putting some medicine on instead of watching this, LOL]
“Um… Isn’t hair loss still an incurable disease?”
I absolutely never thought of that…
[‘KawaiiHorned’ donated 10,000 won!]
You crossed the line…
[Hey you f*cking brat. Why are you hitting me?]
[It’s not an incurable disease… it can be cured… it will be cured…]
[What the f*ck, I didn’t even do anything wrong, and suddenly you hit me]
[No, it’s funny LOL I’m really sorry, right? LOL]
[LMAO]
“No…. I didn’t think there would still be no treatment for hair loss even after I came back…”
I went back to the previous world with Menelapie and Teresa in 2024, but to think that after 64 years in 2088, a treatment for hair loss didn’t exist was unexpected.
I mean, isn’t it common knowledge that at least some treatment for hair loss would emerge after about 60 years?…
[Hey, a returnee is using foul language, huh?]
[Apologize!]
[Do you want to go to hell?]
“Well, Shiaya. It’s truly unfortunate and sad that you, a saint with such beautiful hair like Shiaya, can’t empathize with the pain of a balding person.”
“But… I’ve never worried about my hair…”
[Hey, f*ck.]
[Do you understand the pain of losing fistfuls of hair since you were 21?]
“I guess I’ll have to do a viewer collaboration. If I perform the Great Healing, maybe it’ll cure the hair loss?”
“Oooh…”
[‘BaldManagerLick’ donated 100,000 won!]
Please, streamer, please, please, please save me, save my hair, please, please, please!
[LMAO]
[Look at that change in attitude!]
[If it can bring back hair, is pride important or something?]
[That makes sense, LOL]
[‘ShishiroBota’ donated 50,000 won!]
Lately, my hair has been falling out a lot… I’m in need too…
[‘KawaiiHorned’ donated 100,000 won!]
Just once, please… just once…
All of a sudden, they started going wild at the mention of the Great Healing?
Is hair that precious…?
I’ve never lost a single hair, so I wouldn’t know.
Honestly, I’ve never lost even one.
My hair and hair roots are somehow stronger than steel, and while I may have sustained minor injuries or fractured bones, my hair has never been damaged at all.
‘Well, considering their reactions, it must be precious.’
Still, offering the Great Healing as an event for viewers seems pretty good too.
Not for hair loss specifically, but I think even tired, weary modern folks would enhance their quality of life with just one Great Healing.
Sometimes, there might be genuinely ill people that need the Great Healing too.
In the previous world, I used to heal various people for free as the Empire’s Saint, but after returning, I refrained from overly using the Great Healing on ordinary people.
The healing ability itself was rare in this world, and on Earth, if I were to resort to the Great Healing for profit, it would pose a threat to those working in hospitals or those making a living from their healing abilities.
And the most significant issue… miracles consume my divine power. My divine power is replenished by purging the malicious entities I’ve consumed.
If I carelessly waste divine power as in the previous world and end up insatiably hungry due to being eroded by the malicious entities, it would be a severe problem.
Still, I think it would be alright to do the Great Healing event targeting hair loss…
–Kweh!?
–Save me!
–This is tyranny!
“Aah, shut up!”
By the way, the whining of the Shiplani echoing in my head was unbearably annoying no matter how positively I looked at it.
As a saint, I shouldn’t be throwing around crude expressions, but honestly, this monster’s screams were quite annoying.
There isn’t a better way to express it.
The scream of the Shiplani is f*cking annoying.
“Shiaya, can you hear what they are saying?”
“Yeah. They’re begging us to save them.”
However, I didn’t have the slightest intention to save them.
These creatures were originally food for humans.
Cunning, evil monsters – if I let one escape, it might eat other powerless humans.
There’s simply no mercy for monsters that the government has issued shoot-on-sight orders for.
“Oh, they seem to possess a level of intelligence more than expected? No wonder they make such creepy sad noises when I pull their hair.”
Fortunately, thanks to Menelapie, disassembling them wasn’t all that difficult.
Originally, I intended to have a monster butcher outside the dungeon handle the butchering, but thanks to Menelapie’s analytical skills with her Golden Eye, the Shiplani whose skin was removed couldn’t move as if they were anesthetized with just a gesture from Menelapie. Her analytical power helped her skillfully identify the position of the meat, organs, and bones, making her far more adept than any regular butcher.
“But hey, Olga, are you alright?”
“…..No.”
In the midst of all this, Olga was sulking in one corner, perhaps embarrassed that her spicy punch was revealed on broadcast.
“Don’t worry, Olga. If you’re a mangjidan, that’s to be expected!”
“….Ugh… I didn’t want to be like Big Olgania….”
“It’s all right. The viewers are reacting positively too…”
“Uaaah! Please don’t say that!”
What’s so shameful about being good at throwing punches…?
Anyway, it seems the elven emotions don’t match well with me.
Well, if she were a proper lady, it might be different… but Olga is quite a wild princess, isn’t she?
Even before becoming an omnivore, she was a mangjidan fallen into the depths of live-streaming, and yet she’s sensitive about this absurd part.
Right, people generally feel a bit better when fed meat during a down period.
I quietly examined the meat of the Shiplani that Menelapie had slaughtered.
Sniff… Uck. The smell..
While it’s said to be lean and high-calorie, the freshly butchered Shiplani meat reeked terribly.
The fact that the meat smelled this bad even right after slaughter indicated it wasn’t due to spoilage.
This Shiplani simply naturally had a horrendous odor in its meat.
“Hmmm, I suppose I’ll have to season it. By the way, Shia, don’t you have that purifying miracle?”
“Even that won’t be enough for this.”
Using the purifying miracle might get rid of the scent on the surface, but fundamentally another method was needed.
“Menelapie, can I leave the job of pulling off their hair to you?”
“Don’t worry about it.”
I pulled out pepper and garlic powder that were on the transport drone.
Pepper is a basic seasoning that people might use, but its primary purpose is preservation and seasoning.
Seasoning.
The thing I’m the worst at, but better than actual cooking.
“Menelapie, Olga. Is garlic powder okay?”
“…It’s fine…”
“If you did it, then anything…”
Crack!
–Kweh!?
“That sounds good.”
Surely Menelapie seemed to be better at plucking fur than I was.
Having it pulled out mercilessly down to the very last hair, it felt like witnessing the relentless, meticulous Menelapie from her imperial days.
Crack!
–Kweh!?
[Oh f*ck; pulling hair out is still horror.]
[Aaaahh, seeing that it’s SD is even scarier]
[Huh, hair loss (creator) Hero…]
[Bald Hero Left…]
It seems like a strange nickname has unwittingly attached itself to Menelapie… Well, I suppose she wouldn’t mind.
Alright then. Now that I’ve received approval from Menelapie, it’s time to try some seasoning in earnest.
It should be fine.
The chance of failure due to seasoning is about one in ten.
In any case, I decided to leave the noisy Shiplani’s disposal to Menelapie and start seasoning several pieces of Shiplani meat already prepped.
Today’s menu is roast whole meat.
Since it was Olga’s first meat meal, I decided to go for whole roast to enhance the natural flavor of the meat.
At first, I thought about a stir-fry or a dish with meat added like a salad with bulgogi that had various arrangements, but to truly preserve the primal flavor of the meat, roasting was the best choice.
‘Let’s see… salt, lemon juice, red pepper powder, whole pepper… I have enough seasoning. But what’s this? Kimchi seasoning…??’
What on earth is this?!
Is there even such a thing?
I might have bought this, or perhaps I had stashed it in the transport drone and forgotten; it was my first time seeing that container.
[What’s kimchi seasoning?]
[Seems like weird stuff keeps coming out of the transport drone.]
[Is that even a thing? LMAO]
[Surprisingly, that’s pretty good.]
[No way, it looks like it’s an explosive seasoning?]
[Exactly, it’s type of powdered kimchi and gochujang, and if you want to spice up some ramen, it’s perfect for that. Even spice-hating people can enjoy it if they control the amount.]
[Really??]
“Oh, really??”
Seeing the chat agree that it’s good, I sprinkled a bit of kimchi seasoning on my finger and tasted it.
‘Mmm, it has tastes of red pepper powder, onion, ginger, garlic, and sesame.’
Hmm, I thought it would taste bizarre, but it’s surprisingly good.
Alright. Today’s dish is kimchi seasoning Shiplani roast!
–Kweh!?
Aww, so noisy.
“Menelapie, could you make them quiet?”
“Of course. I’ll just break all their necks before butchering.”
–Hiiik?!
–Save me!
–No!
Ugh, so noisy.
If you want to eat someone, you should have been prepared to be eaten!
I say that all the time!
Of course, it’s nearly impossible for anyone to eat me.
–We’re tastier than our ancestors!
–Save us!
–Please!
“Hold on a second, Menelapie.”
“Why, what’s wrong?”
The pleading from the Shiplani suddenly drew my attention sufficiently.
Menelapie halted her hand just before getting ready to pluck a new Shiplani’s hair and I approached it.
“What’s this about ancestors?”
*
“Ha, unbelievable.”
Boom!
Though it was just a basic enhancement that surrounds mana around the body, that was enough to completely demolish the massive tree engulfing Cheon Danaa.
Cheon Danaa was an awakener of a special ability type, but the fundamental physical ability and mana she possessed was a perfect S-class level.
However, breaking one was not the end of it.
“Th-thank you, Leader…”
“Thank you…!”
“Stop with the thanks and clear the tree in front of you.”
“Yes, ma’am…!”
Cheon Danaa’s ability is duplication.
It was a broad ability that didn’t limit itself to inanimate objects and materials but also extended to living bodies.
As a powerful S-class ability user, enough to secure the position of captain of the world’s largest guild, the moment the strange emerald light burst forth, she used the mana and friction energy surrounding her to create a barrier like a shield to halt the trees’ movements.
But the traps prepared by the elves were not merely simple trees or plants.
‘It completely annihilates the life force of existing fauna in the broad blast zone and uses that absorbed life force as fertilizer to terraform and explode the environment…’
Had it merely been something to promote life, I wouldn’t have been surprised.
After all, if the elves, who claim to love nature, had such magic, that wouldn’t have caught me off guard.
However, this was simply sucking in all nearby life forces to use as fertilizer to birth new life, and its range was so extensive that it would put any nuclear bomb to shame.
Had Cheon Danaa not duplicated her own life energy, along with that of the upper management of the Mountain Guild, by this elven spirit nuke, they would have likely become mummies due to the loss of life force.
“Ha, how interesting.”
Cheon Danaa didn’t expect that the elves had prepared such a trap.
Given that she hadn’t received any information from headquarters, this attack was outside common sense.
Since there were some individual elves present even in the previous earth, it was generally assumed that elves would typically employ hit-and-run tactics from the forest.
But never could one imagine they would be prepared with a weapon capable of such unfathomable destruction and recreation.
‘This one use has completely exhausted my stored energy.’
It wouldn’t have been a problem had I been alone, but the issue arose because I had come with the upper management of the Mountain Guild.
Even if all the upper management perished, I wouldn’t be too sad, but leaving behind a power vacuum in guild leadership would create chaos in governance, so I had no choice but to see all the executives survive.
“Leader, are you alright? Your hands are shaking.”
“….Hmm.”
It was no mere depletion of energy; my stored life force had been shaved away.
“I can’t help it. I can’t just let you all die.”
“…M-master!”
“Because of us…!”
Ugh…
Fortunately, because they weirdly misunderstood on their own, the loyalty of the upper management increased slightly.
In any case, the massive growth of nature a moment ago was the result of Cheon Danaa unleashing her full power to forcefully twist around and halt the source of the emerald explosion.
Cheon Danaa then gazed at the source of that explosion in her hand.
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‘What is this…?’
There was something elongated and adorned with sparkling emerald lights. No matter how she looked, it appeared to be corn.
‘No way, it can’t be.’
No matter how much the elves might love nature or whatever, there’s no way such a devastating weapon that repeats acts of destruction and recreation could simply be corn, right?
That couldn’t be.
‘Oh wait, the elves use spirit magic instead of regular magic, right? It’s likely to command a giant spirit or maybe even something akin to a suicide bomb made by sacrificing numerous spirits…’
Coocoo?
What? What’s that sound now?
Slowly raising her head, Cheon Danaa noticed a pigeon perched above, with her upper management creating a path through the dense forest.
A pigeon in an elf forest?
It wouldn’t be surprising if there were some, but something about it felt unsettling.
Coocoo?
It was surely far away, but judging by the size of the branch the pigeon was perched on, it seemed to be at least knee-height compared to Cheon Danaa.
Under normal circumstances, she wouldn’t have felt any discomfort seeing such a pigeon in the elves’ vast forest.
The elves, who received blessings from spirits and nature, had crops larger on average, and trees would tower high as skyscrapers.
However, after just having blocked an explosive life force device prepared by the elves, having a pigeon looking down at her felt oddly uncomfortable.
Thwack!
Feeling uneasy, Cheon Danaa flicked her finger and hit the pigeon with the replicated mana.
The fat, plump body erupted in an instant, and only white feathers scattered sorrowfully into the air.
And…
Flap!
Flutter!
Flap!
“?”
“What’s that sound?”
“A flock of birds.”
“Why are there suddenly so many birds…?”
Even as Cheon Danaa caught sight of the multitude of birds flying above, she sighed.
Suddenly, it seems that having shot one had startled the remaining hidden pigeons, causing them to fly away from their hiding spots.
Although she had noticed them, there was no way she could kill each of those numerous pigeons one by one.
‘But why are there so many pigeons?’
Not only were there a large number of them, but they also appeared to be quite substantial in size.
Their average size was comparable to that of a chicken, and their flight paths followed a consistent pattern.
No, she could let it be.
Why bother concerning herself with such trivial things?
“Leader, if the birds are a bother, shall I burn them all down?”
“Forget it. Don’t worry about them. You all focus on clearing the path.”
“Yes, ma’am!”
After three minutes passed since the flock of chicken-sized birds took flight, Cheon Danaa couldn’t shake the precarious feeling that made her frequently glance up at the chickens flying overhead.
What’s this?
Why do I feel so uneasy?
The pigeons all seemed to be flying directly towards the southwest.
From the Elf Great Forest adjacent to the Gobi Desert, the southwest is the Shanxi Province. Along the border where the Gobi Desert meets Shanxi Province is… where the Mountain Guild’s fragment research center is located.
No way, couldn’t be.
Surely it’s not that.
They were merely startled pigeons fleeing in panic, right?
As she mulled this over, Cheon Danaa decided to reserve her strength in anticipation of a possible clash with any elves.
“Hmm?”
“Hmmm, Commander O, what are those birds holding in their mouths?”
“Is that so?”
“Don’t you see it with your superior eyesight?”
“I can see it, but… it looks like they’ve got some yellow grains in their beaks?”
What? Yellow grains?
At that moment, Cheon Danaa narrowed her eyes as she observed the chickens.
Indeed, just as the Officer had said, all the birds were holding something in their mouths.
That yellow, something.
Those bright yellow kernels of corn.
“Alright. If it continues, it seems that in three minutes, we’ll have a clear path!”
“………”
“Huh? What’s up ahead?”
“What’s that?”
“Oh, it seems to be a cornfield. Nothing special.”
And as the upper management mentioned, Cheon Danaa slowly lowered her sight. Outside, previously hidden by the trees, was… an immense, expansive cornfield that dwarfed what she had seen at the entrance gate.
“…….”
Corn.
Corn.
There’s corn everywhere.
Have you heard of the colossal plantation agricultural area popularly known as the Corn Belt of America?
That area spans over five times the size of South Korea, a massive expanse of cornfields.
And the view of the cornfields stretching endlessly that Cheon Danaa saw was undoubtedly that Corn Belt’s vast landscape.
As she glanced back toward the horizon filled with corn, Cheon Danaa looked back up.
And before her, flying precisely southwest, were the pigeons, each one carrying a kernel of corn in their beaks.
“………..”
At that point, Cheon Danaa had no choice but to acknowledge.
“Stop moving.”
“Yes?”
“…Aim for the birds.”
“Yes, ma’am? What do you mean suddenly?”
“That bird…”
Was.
Was very, very, dangerous!
“Those birds are flying corn bombs!!!!”
