Even though it is rough, Fielma and I slept outside the cold. I do have a DIY tent made of random rubbles, pelts for blanket and pillow for a good night sleep but it is only available for one person. And I am not sharing this to anybody.

Thinking about it, the mage is still naked... She's shivering and rubbing her shoulders from the cold. Unlike me, I don't think the mage know how to manipulate elemental mana internally and even if I teach it to her, I doubt she's pyro-type mage so she might die due to hypothermia. I don't care though, except I shouldn't leave her be since the Visage is interested in her death and I am not some kind of a monster. Technically, I am but, you know, identity is about how you perceive yourself?

Well, if I still considered myself a human, I should still follow my human values no matter what.

Look at her, she's taking a quick glance at me as if waiting for me to do something. Her cutesy girly act doesn't invoke my pity, rather it makes me more irritated.

On a second thought, maybe I shouldn't help her at all. Call me an asshole but I don't care. First of all, she's just a stranger. Second, it's her sole responsibility to fend for herself if she want to live. Third, what the fuck is she, a baby? With that conclusion, I slept without regards on her safety.

Lucky for her, she's still alive when the morning comes. I thought she is already frozen to death but she's still alive and breathing, amazing. I'm even more surprised that she's deep asleep in this kind of situation even though she's shaking and tightly hugging herself due to how cold the climate is.

Sigh...

Fine, I'll give her my spare Gwarfen costume. Lucky for her that the princess gave me two of them.

At the morning, I decided to go and stay inside the city. Fielma followed me, now wearing the cloak I gave to her. It fits her exactly since she is petite. Though the costume, while wide is short enough that it only reach the part slightly below her waist, revealing all skin of her bony legs. To compensate for that, she covered her head with the hood and mask to hide her embarrassment.

I thought we would took a hardtime entering the city but the guards easily let us through even though we look suspicious. Maybe, the princess pull some strings? I have a bad feeling about this.

This place is not much safer, but seeing the towering walls protecting the city made Fielma relax a little... yet it is still uneasy for me though.

Just what if the infected secretly breach this place and spread their disease? That will be a problem since we will be surrounded in every corner with walking corpses and the wall will cage us to death.

Fielma's stomach suddenly growl, she covered her belly meekly like she's embarrassed. Embarrassed? She? That bitch has no shame!

Sigh...

Currently, I am accompanying Fielma in a food stall in the city. She's eating some kind of a vegetable soup in a manner akin to a pig. Look at her face, her mouth is surrounded by oil and meat. What is she, a baby?

"How's your body?" she asked when she noticed that I am staring at her intensely.

"It's fine, why do you ask?"

"Just so you know, I don't know anything about anatomy. And there's no way you're fine with me just putting everything inside and stitching your body like a pillowcase. How can you even move?"

"It's fine"

I insisted that I'm ok, but even I don't know how the hell was that possible? She just put my organs unorderly but somehow, I still could function normally. And I could feel my insides churning, as if my insides are moving on its own and putting itself where it belong. It must be the regenerative effect of pseudo-infected that makes them hard to kill... And the extra eye between my clavicle disappeared as well.

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Well, the regenerative ability of the mutant infected was kind of amazing. Though the stitch Fielma made were still spurting pus just a while ago and its disgusting. My Gwarfen costume is tainted by yellowish disgusting pigment.

"This is so good! So tasty!"

My trail of thought was interrupted by Fielma. Just last night, she's being so shy and silent but now that she have her fill, she's back to her noisy self again.

Sigh...

I prop my head to my left hand as I look at her in the face, her bright smile is disgusting but I continue listening at her converse with the chef.

"I'm glad you like it, Miss. It's been a while since a human eat here. Back in the days, I have many customers that's just like you. I will appreciate it if you someday descended and recommend my food to your friends, if that's ok."

"Of course! I won't let such good cooking skills be wasted. Once I find my party members, I'll definitely going back here and eat with them."

"Thank you!"

Her eyes then led to me. She flinched, "A-Aren't you going to eat?" while she scratch her chin.

"You already know that I can't show my face around here. Unlike humans, goblins are treated like pest."

She redirected her eyes at me, and smile as she respond.

"That's ok, but you're going to pay for my food right?"

"..."

"You're going to pay for my food right?"

Quickly, I unleashed my full power to my legs. I ran away as fast as I could, faster than the speed of sound that I thought my bones are going to break.

*Like fuck you're going to make me pay for your food, bitch!*

"AGGH! Somebody stole my money! Someone, capture him!"

*What the fuck!*

"Damn that woman!"

Bold of her to lie when there is nothing to stole from her! But even though it is an obvious lie, blue rugged men started chasing me from every direction! WHY!?

Shit! They are freaking fast! They are catching up to me, totally beating my ultra sonic speed! Then I just felt that someone hit the back of my head that I came tumbling on the ground.

They are making a mistake! "I'm not a criminal! I am falsely accused! Believe me, I'm innocent" I explained but no one believed me! Instead, they started kicking me like a trash! I need to protect my mask or else, they'll knew I am a goblin.

"Shut up! A woman said that you're a criminal so it must be true!"

What is she, a god?

"YEAH! Men are all trash!"

How could you say that when you are also a hairy dude!

"Those who hurt a woman should die!"

Bullshit!

A big ragged Homorotabi kick my stomach where my stitch is, it didn't reopen the wounds proving my conclusion that it is already been healed. That's nice to know.

I should have realized what's hypnotizing them to act like fools and monkeys, I realized this when I saw Fielma running towards our direction. Yes, indeed, these men are being controlled by Fielma's bare naked legs.

"Stop it guys! You are hurting him!"

As Fielma said that, they obediently stop kicking me. Her power to control them like dogs is terrifying.

"But miss... He's a thief who hurt your feelings. He's a bad person"

"Yes, it is true. But even a bad person like him has a heart! I'm sure he will change his ways soon, I believe in him."

Fielma acted like some sort of a holy virgin, overexaggerating her body language to act like a saint. And it is quite, and very effective against those horny dudes that they started praising her.

"She's an angel. No... She's a Goddess!"

"All praise the kind Goddess"

But, it was all just an act. She's not a goddess, not a saint nor angel... she's a fucking barbarian from hell! If those men just understood that outward appearance means nothing but a skin holding a bunch of disgusting flesh, they should have thought about how to act more rationally and beat her to a pulp! Hurting a woman is bad, blah blah blah... who the fuck even believe that but virgin fools who wanted to suck some nuts?

Fielma clasped her hand making a short clap. "Ok, we're done here. Now shoo, shoo"

See how she treat them? She treat them like animals but the dudes didn't do anything but move on and away. When they are finally gone from our sight, Fielma stepped on my chest tightly. She searched my body looking for my money, and when she found it, she smiled.

This is the first time I saw her true genuine smile... it was scary, it's a smile of the true devil. "If you just given me your money from the kindness of your heart, then there's not going to be a problem" she said... what a terrifying thing to say...

"But, it's my money!" I helplessly complained but my voice couldn't reach the conscience of her humanity.

She chuckled, "Well, not anymore"

"NOOO!" my helpless cry could reach the ears of the gods... they didn't exist... they truly are not real because if they are, they should have protected me in this absolute evil.