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Return Of The Gluttony
Chapter 15: New Problems

Chapter 15: New Problems

Chapter 15: New Problems

In a back alleyway, two brutes are beating up on one skinny teenager who seems to be 16 years old while smiling and cursing.

“FUCKER”

“DARE TO STEAL OUR MONEY.”

"I do-UURGH”

Deisnor, as glory as it is, exists a place called Rat Dump, a district where crimes go lore, people die every day, and the royale did absolutely nothing, leaving this place to rot. Not only the royal but also everyone from the kingdom

All kinds of crimes can be seen here, from stealing to murder. Gabriel, who is an orphan from birth, was in a group called Day, a group where children do things for a place to eat and sleep. These things can be small, like cleaning or throwing rocks, but there is also pickpocketing.

But when you got caught, the odds of you dying are higher than the odds of you getting accepted to Day again. But after getting accepted into the academy, he can finally learn how to control his strength and grow to become a protector, so he left Day for a brighter future.

Now that he is curled up like a ball from the brutal stomping, Gabriel has a thought on his mind.

'Why do I have to suffer like this? Maybe this is because of my past life sins’

“YOU DAMN BASTARD”

“FUCKER”

To think that this happened after I got accepted into the school. I don’t even know these two thugs and why they're trying to kill me; it’s not like I’m stealing their wallet or something.

He wanted to fight back, but a small voice always haunted him.

‘YOU MONSTER’

‘DEMON’

‘CURSED CHILD’

I don’t want to hear those words anymore. I don’t want to feel that pain anymore, even if that means death. At least I will die as a human.

Crying, Gabriel accepts his fate. Feeling no pain anymore, he believes that he has died. Is death supposed to be cold like Rat Dump?

Open his eyes; what greets him isn’t dark space but rather the two brutes choking?

A figure with a red garment and blond hair is currently holding the two persons beating him to the pulp by the neck.

“W-What”

“Get lost, kid.”

Next to the blond man is a middle-aged man, he shooing me with a hoarse voice. Even though I couldn’t understand what was going on, I ran for it. Is this the blessing of the gods?

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“Hmm?”

“Oh, don’t tell me you want to eat the kid,” he grimmaced.

“Why would I want to eat a dirty child?”

“You see, Gollum, I do things that will help me reach my meals or satisfy my hunger; a skinny kid alone isn’t enough to give me what I want.”

“Yes boss”

“And do you know what is the most delicious meal?”

“….A virgin?”

“????”

Speechless, I look at him like he is some kind of dumb shit, and he truly is a dumb shit.

"No, for me, the most delicious ones are the corrupted ones.”

“Why sir”

“For that is what I am, corruption; so I corrupt things and eat; if those things taste bad, then I couldn’t use my old powers efficiently.”

“Corrupt… and old?”

“Nevermind, you wouldn’t know shit anyway.”

Saying so, I chomped on the heads of those two, then I kept ripping them apart and eating them. What’s left are blood stains on both the ground and the wall.

"You know we might get into trouble if we...“

I snapped my finger, and a dark glow appeared, cleaning me and the surrounding

Mana cleans: A normal ability that cleans, that’s it.

I usually don’t clean myself, but since we are in a big kingdom, I have no choice.

“But it's a shame; that kid seems to have a lot of potential. I see a peak rank ability in that kid.

“A-A peak rank”

“Fucking dumb shit, why don’t you spare Issac like that, huh? He is special rank, you know.”

“I’m sorry, boss.”

“But I’m sure I will meet him again; if not, I will make it so.”

Stretching my back, I begin to find a solution for both of us.

Both I and Gollum have already passed the growing age. Usually, to extend the growing age, you must train your body every day and train your mana control every night. By doing so, you will extend your growing days up to 50 years, but Isaac, who is a pathetic piece of shit, and Gollum, who is a dumb piece of shit, don’t do that.

None of us can grow their mana capacity anymore, even if we are constantly absorbing demonic energy; doing so with a weak vessel will make you pop like a balloon.

And with small mana capacity means small heart and led to small brain. I cannot use all of my tricks because of that

I need an elixir of high grade or a youth potion, but no place across this kingdom sells it. And even if there are, such items will be protected heavily.

“Where can I find it? Where is it?”

“You mean the elixirs?”

"Yeah, you dumb shit, you know a way?”

“How about, no, I shouldn't.”

“WHAT?”

Gollum cursed his own mouth.

“T-the academy, The Lapis Academy is one of the top schools throughout Earth. So there is no doubt multiple elixirs are there, but the school has multiple B and A ranks. Even an…a Supreme is there. Infiltrate into is much harder than to infiltrate the royal storage.”

“I guess you are right.”

“Huh?

Looking at this bastard, you think I will let my hunger blind me; no, a better meal is one with a lot of hungers. Still

“I want to take a look at the school; who knows if I can actually enter it?”

“….”

“And also you and I might find a way not only to grow but to evolve our ability.”

"..."

Thinking for a moment, he finally give in

"Haizz, I guess you are right; I heard that there will be a ceremony next week; at that time, you will get to see the whole school.”

“That’s the spirit; now let's go for a meal or two.”

That week, the number of deaths is much higher than before in Rat Dump, but it’s not like anyone cared or reported about it.

“Vanella”

“Yes, I heard it too; the casualties have increased.”

In an office room, a woman with her blond hair cascades down all the way to her back. She may be wearing a suit, but beneath it is obsidian armor with a red gem embedded in her chest.

“The cultists are growing more and more restless.”

“But this time is weird, because there is no trace. We believed that it was the work of dark mana.”

“Dark mana, dark mana.”

She wonders for a moment, then denies it.

"No, it can’t be him; it can’t be.”

“Who?”

“No, just remind me of some good times.”

“ACHOO”

Beelzebub, who is following Gollum to find somewhere to sleep, makes a comment.

“Weather these days.”