Chapter 93

INTRUDERS WILL BE MERCILESSLY CURSED “Ms. Tione? Do you know any reliable methods to purge unwanted intruders?” “What in the world made you ask such a scary question?” Loki Familia had made their camp on the eighteenth floor. It was the night of Bell and Hestia’s arrival, and Tione had just wrapped up a meeting after Hermes appeared. She was on her way back to her tent when Lefiya approached her, dripping with hostility. “Well,” began the elf, “the truth is, an undesirable has begun hanging around someone very dear to me. I was wondering if there might be a way to eradicate them entirely.” “What’s this, jealousy? Really, Lefiya, you should really put silly things like—” “How would you feel if there was somebody you didn’t like hanging around the captain?” “Murderous rage.” All of a sudden, there was no light in Tione’s eyes anymore. “If any rutting whores tried to seduce my captain, I’d rip them limb from limb,” she said. “I wouldn’t allow a single one of them to contaminate my beloved.” “But our loved ones are kind, generous people. They wouldn’t want to see things become violent. What should we do?” “Hrmm. How annoying. How dare they take advantage of the captain’s kindness like that…” Lefiya and Tione went on and on, raving over the imagined enemies they had each conjured in their minds. “Perhaps we could take them by surprise, ambush them…No, if the captain gets even a whiff of foul play, he’ll trace it back to me. I could threaten them to stay away, but there’s no guarantee they’ll stay silent…” “If words won’t work, then perhaps we can use a different way to convince them to stay away. Curse them so bad that something terrible happens if they come near…” “That’s it! We can curse them! That way, it can’t be traced back to us!!” “Now that I think about it, Lady Riveria told me that rabbits were once used to cast curses…!” “Lefiya, if you find out how to do it, can you teach me, too?! Then all those harlots after the captain will…Hee-hee-hee-hee-hee!” “Please, Gareth. Can’t you do something about her?” “It’s not my business. You’re the captain; you should step in.” Watching the elf and the Amazon slowly descend into madness, Finn pleaded with his dwarven aide and closest friend. Clutching his stomach, he looked on with despair. It seemed his troubles were far from over.