The Extra's Return

I patiently waited for the slave trader's response.

He was still widening his mouth in surprise at my words.

Looked like he didn't expect that I would give him the option to bargain.

Although his face looked foolish, since he's a merchant, I'm sure he wouldn't do something stupid like rejecting my offer out of hand.

At the very least, he should first hear what I would say next.

Suddenly his face was filled with pride again.

"Cough! You seem to be a smarter person than you look. In fact, other people will definitely think that you only have a handsome face to live. However, I didn't expect that it's not just your looks that support your existence, it turns out that your brain can still function properly."

The way he spoke began to return to being very fast and fluent. Because it was too fast and fluid, his words kept slipping like skis sliding down a snowy mountain.

"So, do you agree to listen to my offer?"

"As a veteran slave trader, of course, I must know when to use my brains and when to use brute force-"

"The sooner you make a decision, the sooner your people will stop getting beat up by Jeanne."

"Heh. Did you just threaten me? Alright. First of all, let me hear what offer you're going to make me first. So,... Eh?"

He stopped talking midway abruptly.

His head rolled back.

I also followed the direction of his gaze.

Emerging from the entrance, Jeanne, who still maintained an angry look in her eyes, began to look at what was inside the orphanage.

Her eyes scanned the corners of the room.

First she saw me, the slave trader, and finally she found a little girl that had collapsed on the floor. Her eyes were fixated on the blood of a little girl on the floor.

The fire of rage in her eyes burned through her body.

And then, he stormed into the orphanage at lightning speed.

The goal she was aiming for was the slave trader.

She immediately tried to attack the slave trader.

The ground she was on was nothing but dust. She attacked the slave trader by surprise.

The way she lunged was strange. She attacked in a stance similar to a superhero who wanted to fly, where one fist thrust forward and the other was folded.

After she took aim at her target who was the slave trader, she managed to close the distance in an instant.

Once the distance was just right, Jeanne drove her fist straight into the slave trader's stomach.

Ka-Pow!

"Ku-hoek!"

Ba-dum!

I'm sure the blow was very strong.

So much so that the slave trader's back poked out as if he had a hump on his back. The hump was formed by Jeanne's punch on the slave trader's stomach.

The slave trader's mouth reflexively opened.

And, "Hoeeekk!"

As a result of Jeanne's punch, the contents of the slave trader's stomach all came out. First, the contents of his stomach passed through his throat until they came out past his mouth. In other words, he vomited his guts out.

It didn't stop there, as a result of Jeanne's killing blow, he flew until he crashed into the wall.

The wall he crashed into broke because it could not withstand the weight exerted by the slave trader.

And that's how he flew while spewing his guts in the air.

Surprisingly, I could see a rainbow when he was spewing his guts in the air.

Roll, roll, roll...

Finally, the slave trader's body was lying on the ground after rolling several times outside the broken wall.

With such an ugly face, he was unconscious. Fortunately, he only fainted. I knew it from looking at his body that kept twitching.

I turned my gaze to Jeanne.

'Has she taken care of the people outside?'

I focused on Jeanne who was still burning with emotion.

Seeing that she had already gotten inside the orphanage, I was sure that she had cleaned up the people outside, in the front yard of the orphanage.

At a glance, I could see the scene in the orphanage courtyard from where I was standing when I looked over there.

It turned out to be true. I saw many of the disgustingly dressed men lying on the ground unconscious. Some even had their heads stuck in the ground.

'I guess I have no other choice now.'

I can't let Jeanne kill that slave trader. The slave trader was still something I had to use, so she had to live a little longer.

Looking at Jeanne, I was like looking at a bull that was still thirsty to butcher the bullfighter. She seemed still very thirsty for a fight.

If I let her, then I was sure the slave trader would have been killed by her.

Normally, the slave trader would have died with her first attack.

Seeing that he was still alive, there must be a magic item on the slave trader's body that could neutralize Jeanne's attack. That's why he survived. But I'm sure the magic item protecting him isn't absolute.

'It looks like it won't be easy to subdue that bull of a woman.'

What I meant was Jeanne. I had to become a bullfighter in place of the slave trader if I wanted to save the slave trader.

"Inventory."

I took out the Svangur Sword.

I was still coating the blade of the Svangur Sword with a Slime that transformed into a scabbard.

There's no way I'm going to pull the Svangur Sword out of the scabbard. I don't want to hurt her anyway.

With that, I went straight ahead until I arrived in front of her in the blink of an eye.

I hit her using the Svangur Sword that was still in the scabbard.

Swoosh!

Du-kwack!

The sword I was slashing at stopped midway as it hit, making a loud noise.

What held back my attack was the shield she had. She managed to survive using the shield in her hand.

As quickly as my attack came, just as quickly her shield blocked my attack path.

All of that she did with not many free moves, so she managed to stop my attacks with almost no effect.

"Hey, can't you recognize me?"

Judging from the look in her eyes, she had completely lost her mind. She had already fallen too deeply into the vortex of anger.

It was fine at first, where she could still recognize which was her enemy and which was her ally, but she gradually began to lose consciousness.

With the power increasing too drastically, there would definitely be a price for that.

But, it's not as if it was bad.

She would not be in danger even if she fell deeper into the emotion of anger.

As long as she was releasing her anger in the form of actions such as hitting, kicking, and so on, she would be fine. She had to move her body as she fell into anger in her heart.

In the Demon Lord and the Hero of Light it was said that if she continued to rage until the deepest abyss of anger in her heart, she would gain enlightenment.

I wonder what she will get when she reaches the bottom of the anger in her heart. Especially in the timeline where she shouldn't have gotten enlightened.

Because Jullian stopped Jeanne's anger by force, she failed to have an epiphany in the early chapters. However, I won't do the same thing.

Ka-clank!

Clang!

Duk-wang!

'It turned out to be quite difficult.

I continued to fight against her. I served all her attacks. However, I didn't fight seriously. I defended and attacked as necessary. Thus, I found it very difficult to regulate the rhythm of my power expenditure.

If I attacked too strongly, I could hurt Jeanne. However, if I didn't attack strongly, I could end up getting hurt myself... or even die.

It felt like I was practicing Mana control again.

At first glance, it might seem like I was playing around. However, the power released by Jeanne was very strong and not suitable for a game.

We continued to fight until at the end, I sensed something strange inside her.

She suddenly stopped without moving.

I also stopped the attack I wanted to carry out.

"Huuff. I guess it's about time."

My energy had been quite drained.

I stopped when I felt that she had reached the deepest abyss of anger in her heart.

I took a step back and kept my distance from her.

"Uaaarrggghhh!"

Suddenly, she roared angrily.

Her voice echoed until it made the orphanage building tremble violently.

Apparently, it didn't stop with just vibration.

The skin of the walls of this building also began to peel off suddenly. Wooden debris began to fall from above. And the dust from the dirt in this building also began to billow in the air.

"I think this place is going to collapse."

I can't just stay here.

I didn't stay still like an idiot, I picked up the little girl named a little girl who was still unconscious on the floor. Then I approached the slave trader who was still convulsing on the ground.

While I carried a little girl on my shoulder, on the other hand, I dragged the slave trader mercilessly on the ground.

Flash!

As soon as I set foot outside the orphanage, an explosion of light suddenly shot out from inside the orphanage. The center where the light appeared came from where Jeanne was standing.

Because the light was too strong, I covered my eyes so as not to go blind, as did the other children outside the orphanage.

Rumble!

Soon, not only did the exploding light illuminate everything, but there was also a powerful Mana explosion. The explosion caused the orphanage building to collapse.

With the sword in my hand, I deflected the building debris from hitting the children.

"M-Mister, what happened? Is sister Jeanne okay?"

Colby, who was still busy escorting the children, asked me. Perhaps he was asked to represent the thoughts of the other children.

"Don't worry. She'll be fine."

I was saying that not because I wanted them to worry. In fact, I'm not so confident in myself.

'The thing is, this happened faster than the original story.'

"Judgement."

I used the Judgement skill to confirm my guess.

The target of the Judgement skill was not to see Jeanne's status window but to see what phenomenon was happening to Jeanne.

Don't forget, the function of the Judgement skill was to judge what I wanted to judge. Don't make the mistake of thinking that the Judgement skill was only for looking at other people's status windows.

[An Enlightenment phenomenon is happening.]

[Further identification is possible if you approach the target.]