A Transmigrator's Privilege Chapter 26

I'm going to carry you guys. Instead, let's take a bus to the front of the boss room.

(Note: To carrry – is a player that disproportionately contributes to the advancement or progress of their team. I know some of you are knowledgeable about this type of game-specific vocabulary, but I'm making notes for the readers that don't know, so please, be patient until we get out of the tutorial lol.)

“Okay. Let's do that.”

“Thanks. I will do my best not to get in the way.”

As a sign of good luck, I gave Thesilid a fruit whipped cream cupcake.

“……I obviously fell into a dungeon, but how come I'm eating so well? I have never eaten anything like this, not even on a holiday.”

“Eat well to fight well.”

“Even if I eat the food you give me, I won't fall into the sin of gluttony…….”

“Really? Then eat more. This is chocolate tiramisu and peach milk tea!”

I appealed to the fact that I also had a digestive potion and fed Thesilid a lot of delicious things.

Meanwhile, I opened the system and looked at the map of the mansion. The four annexes, which are divided into east, west, north, and south, are in perfect symmetry with each other.

The first floor of each annex consisted of a reception hall, a banquet hall, a kitchen, and guest bedrooms, and a maze-like hallway connected the rooms.

'Let's see. To get to the boss room……'

Using my privileges as a transmigrator without regret, the contents of the original work were also checked in the integrated library.

It was easy to find the part I needed because I had bookmarked it in advance.

[Bookmark 473 – Reminiscences of a sweet potato sprout #Mansion of Toys #Childhood #Battle Royale]

'Um, according to the original story, the young main character is suffering from poisoning and is still losing his stamina by fighting continually…… As expected, if you planted sweet potatoes, sweet potatoes are bound to grow.'

(Note: just a reminder, sweet potato = doormat =pushover.

Give sweet potatoes or eat sweet potatoes = experience a stressful situation, read an unsatisfactory book, be enraged and wronged enough to have indigestion.

Likewise, drinking cider is used for having the satisfaction of a long-waited desire being granted, the same feeling of having indigestion go away after drinking medicine. The opposite of sweet potatoes.

This is the last time I'm using a note for sweet potatoes, and I will keep using those three adjectives when best suited for puns.)

When I was fully aware of the contents, Thesilid, who ate all of the chocolate tiramisu, informed me of an important fact.

“The energy of the Clown dolls has disappeared. I think we can go out.”

It was when I carefully opened the closet door and left.

Butler Rodrigo's voice came from somewhere.

When I looked carefully, a bronze ornament in the shape of a human face adorned in the fireplace had a moving mouth.

The bronze relief ornament gave a bizarre sneer.

“Let's hear it all before destroying it.” (Thesilid)

“That's a good idea.” (Eli)

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Agreed, I picked up a fire poker and prepared in advance.

We already watching, it was clean with no sparks.

Hellfire is a living flame, an atypical monster that burns everything on its path.

Pussack!

As soon as the bronze ornament shut its mouth, Thesilid crushed it. My fire poker had lost its utility.

Thesilid shook his hands and made a serious face.

“What else are you scheming?”

The third game confirmed in the original is 'Playing House of Hallucinations'.

Children who put their mouths on a dessert containing hallucinogenic drugs from the demon realm fall into madness and are devastated.

“They will do something with the food. There are still a lot of children who were starving when we feel here, so they won't be able to stand the smell of freshly baked bread. We have to stop it.”

“Is there a way?”

“Yes. Let's go.”

Thesilid opened his eyes asking for an explanation.

I laughed as I thought of throwing water at the arrogant Butler demon.

“Let's go to the kitchen and make a mess.”

Ghuooo……!

A giant teddy bear wearing a chef's hat and a frilled apron fell to the floor. The last monster here, the bear, was the chef.

“You worked hard, Thesilid.”

I and Thesilid walked across the kitchen, stepping on the sprawled dolls. The workbench was lined with icing cookies and cakes in glamorous colors.

I cautioned Thesilid again and again.

“You can't eat it.”

“Thanks to you, I don't want to eat anything because I'm full. The color is also unpleasant, it's like a poisonous mushroom. Is it really poisonous?”

“It's not poison, it's a hallucinogen. If you eat it, you become a maniac who attacks others.”

“But how do you know so well?”

“Secret.”

Thesilid stared at one side of the kitchen with a firm expression. His eyes were stuck in a bucket of cutlery. The knives and forks to be served were very sharply forged.

Even if he doesn't have to use great imagination, the future was obvious.

“Ellet, if you leave it like this, the other annexes will be a disaster. We have to go and stop it.”

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There was an ​​agreement on the goal. But the method was the problem. I pointed to a realistic obstacle.

“We don't have much time left. It would be unreasonable to move to another annex, go inside and sweep the kitchen.”

“This is not the time. We also have to go to the dining hall right now. The butler said that when dinner starts, he releases hellfire everywhere except in the dining room.”

“Then, since we are going to the dining hall anyway, what about going to the dinner hall in another annex? Even if dinner starts, we can reduce the damage by keeping the children under control until the hallucinations are over.”

Thesilid's heart to save at least one of the remaining three places was sincere. That's why he's the main character, albeit a pushover one.

“Well. The way to the other annex is uncertain. If we have a chef-class gatekeeper like the one we fought in the kitchen here, we can be in danger because of the delay.”

“Ellet, I won't force you into danger. I'm going alone….”

Sweet potatoes are making the sound of mashed potatoes. He's a little kid who hasn't awakened his ability to return yet.

“By yourself? Do you know the way to another annex?”

“You don't know. You came to the kitchen because I was guiding you.”

“Map……If you draw……”

“No paper. I can't do art and I don't want to.”

“Don't even think about doing anything reckless.”

Thesilid succumbed to my iron-wall stubbornness.

“Then……should we just leave it alone? Are you satisfied with the fact that only the dinner in the West Annex was stopped?”

“No.”

“What? There's no other way, right?”

“I've never said we don't.”

At that moment, a twinkling light returned in his seblue eyes. I started digging through the satchel.

“We don't have to go and save the children ourselves. In short, we just need to solve the hallucinogens, right?”

A string of herbal baskets that were much bigger than bags was dragged out by my hand. Of course, these were not traveling luggage, they were stored because of the expiration date.

“………You're actually here to smuggle herbs into the kingdom, aren't you? This could fill a full wagon.”

“I got caught. You took a bribe earlier, so pretend you didn't see it.”

The materials were sufficient, and this mansion-type dungeon boasts state-of-the-art air ventilation equipment.

Everything is perfect.

“Let's go play with fire, Thesilid.”

A special monster lives in the house of Count Orsche, at the garbage incinerator.

It was an atypical monster that struggles to sustain fire by finding and burning skulls in a place where only ashes remain. At first glance, it looked like a bonfire and his name was Helverus, a 'Hellfire'.

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It's been 200 years since Helverus left his warm hometown of Muspelheim and came to Orsche's mansion.

In the meantime, he has been in charge of burning his body to incinerate garbage, light a kitchen stove, and heat the mansion.

To be honest, working for Count Orsche wasn't a good job. He came here because he thought he would be fed three meals a day of high-quality firewood, but the only thing that was paid as fuel was dead bodies.

He even thought he should at least eat firewood once in a few decades.

Today like many days, he was crouching with a hungry stomach. After a long time, someone knocked on the garbage incinerator.

“Helverus, when it's time, lit the house on fire. Except for the dining hall.”

The butler of this mansion, Rodrigo. Was a very vicious bastard who only bossed others around.

“Here you go, eat. It's a corpse.”

The body of an adult who was not worth making into a doll was thrown on the ground.

“Shut up, you degenerate demon! I'm going to throw you in Niflheim.”

Niflheim was a permafrost town, the complete opposite of his hometown, Muspelheim. He absolutely hated cold places.

Helverus trembled and swallowed the corpse. The size of the flame was slightly larger.

Rodrigo gave another order before turning around.

“Oh, warm the bathwater too. It's disgusting that those tiny humans came in with outside dust.”

<…….>

It is pitiful that he has to prepare even the Butler's, who is not the lord, bathwater.

Helverus roared and blasted the embers through the hole in the wall. It was a plumbing hole connected to the bathroom. Now it was time to get to work. After gaining strength by burning all the corpses he crawled towards the largest pipe.

The first place he arrived was the dance hall, the only space located in the center of the first floor of the whole mansion.

The plumbing of the Count's house is designed to start from here and spread out to each annex to the east, west, north, and south.

Whoofss!

The soft feel startled Helverus, who slipped out of the fireplace.

The fireplace, which should normally be empty, was filled with haystacks. Of course, there was no way Rodrigo would have prepared a special meal for him because of his personality, but he was very hungry, so he ate it first before thinking.

How long has it been since he last had a vegetarian meal? It was not even cheap weeds, but the smell of healthy luxurious herbal scent was spreading.

Helverus roamed all the fireplaces in the dance hall and ate piles of herbs. His body, which was the size of a campfire at first, was as big as a fire dragon's breath and fluttered.

Helverus, who had eaten up the entire cart of dried herbs, burped. The smell of medicinal herbs came out black with smoke.

It went back into the fireplace and ran through the pipes like a runaway locomotive, puffing out black smoke. It was so full of energy that it was possible to spread the embers without stopping by the fireplace one by one.

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Every fireplace connected to the pipe that Helverus passed through, poured out fire like lava. In addition to the pungent herbal smoke.

Thanks to this, the scent of detoxifying herbs filled the whole house of Count Orsche.

Chapter end