Raided The God’S Warehouse [EN]: Chapter 540

540. Raiding the Demon God’s Warehouse

“A, a boar? Watch your tongue, Chef.”

The demon beside him whispered urgently at Se-un’s mutterings.

Fortunately, the boar didn’t seem to hear Se-un. With that much power, overhearing Se-un’s thoughts would be trivial, but it seemed too engrossed in the food to notice.

‘But why is the Gluttony Demon Beast here?’

Se-un didn’t know much about the Gluttony Demon Beast.

He only remembered the system message that identified the boar as such after he hunted it just before his regression.

And that the Gluttony Authority had lost its master and settled with Se-un.

‘It’s strange that both Beelzebub and that boar have the Gluttony Authority…’

It didn’t make sense.

Didn’t Beelzebub immediately react and send a message as soon as Se-un used the Gluttony Authority for the first time after his regression?

That meant Beelzebub was the original owner of the Gluttony Authority.

Perhaps Beelzebub died sometime after the Outer Gods invaded, and the boar took his Authority.

‘Well, whatever the reason…’

Now was the time to deal with the boar.

The demon said this was the final battle, so a fight wasn’t likely, but caution was still needed.

“Sniff sniff! Truly delightful! This final dish is like… a divine porridge for the Boar God alone!”

Boar God porridge.

It sounded fancy, but it just meant porridge for a pig god.

Wasn’t that just slop?

‘Well, that’s the most accurate description.’

Maybe it had heard Se-un calling it a boar.

It seemed like it wouldn’t mind being called a pig.

“A dish truly for me! So, he made all this by hand for me?”

“Yes, Your Gluttony. Please, grant this chef a worthy reward!”

“Indeed! I was so captivated by the wonderful meal that I forgot about the reward!”

The boar craned its neck and thrust its head toward Se-un.

It couldn’t crane its neck too far from the opposite end of the table, but its massive size made its head seem even larger.

“Few have set my table so wonderfully. And each has received a fitting reward.”

It was hard to get used to such words coming from the boar’s face.

It felt like someone was standing the boar up and doing a puppet show.

But the immense energy emanating from the boar confirmed that this voice was real.

‘Not quite a god, but close to a demigod.’

Se-un knew, having faced countless Constellations [powerful, god-like beings]. The boar before him possessed incredible power.

Se-un had steadily increased his Stigmata [a divine mark or symbol] and Spirit Imprint, allowing him to hold his head high, but otherwise, he wouldn’t even be able to lift his head from his kneeling position.

“I can confidently say that you have prepared the best meal of them all. Even as I speak, my nostrils flare with the desire to devour it!”

Could anyone’s words and actions be so aligned?

Se-un thought as he watched the boar flare its nostrils.

Then, he suddenly sensed killing intent from the boar.

“Therefore, I shall bestow upon you the greatest reward.”

“…What are you doing?”

The killing intent pierced his skin.

The immense killing intent triggered his Stigmata, and Turiek spread its wings to protect Se-un from the pressure.

Seeing that Se-un was unfazed by its killing intent, the boar stretched its lips into a wider smile.

“I shall make you the crowning glory of this meal, granting you the honor of satisfying me! Is that not the greatest reward?”

Se-un immediately drew his sword.

He had a feeling, but was this thing a boss monster?

Judging by the demon’s words, it seemed like the participants so far had received rewards befitting their trials.

Then, the demon beside him rushed forward, standing before Se-un to face the killing intent, and barely managed to speak.

“Gluttony! Please reconsider! If you grant the greatest reward, this chef can serve you another supreme dish!”

“No, no. Even the best feast becomes tiresome if eaten repeatedly. Instead, I shall devour him and feel the ultimate joy!”

“That is like killing the goose that lays the golden eggs! This chef is the best I have ever seen! So please…”

“I overestimated you. Chef? All who enter here are merely ingredients for me.”

“Kuhak!”

The boar slammed the ground with its thick forefoot, and a massive shockwave spread toward the demon.

Thanks to the demon blocking the shockwave, Se-un was unharmed, but the demon was rolling on the floor, its red skin now even redder with blood.

“Now, you! Become the crowning glory of my meal!”

The boar’s mouth opened.

It defied physical limits, stretching across the table toward Se-un.

A foul stench wafted over, and thick molars prepared to grind Se-un.

A being close to a demigod.

Se-un had defeated Constellations like Pan and Triton, but they were all penalized by their forced descent into the Tower.

In contrast, the boar before him maintained its full power within the Tower, even if it hadn’t reached the level of a Constellation.

Frankly, he wasn’t sure if he could win with all his powers exhausted and only the Authority of Sloth remaining.

But he had no intention of giving up.

He quickly used the Authority of Sloth to recover his strength and was about to summon a Divine Tool with the Authority of Greed when—

– The Constellation, ‘Hungry Prince,’ cannot resist the stimulating aroma of the 12 Dishes and turns its head.

“…Guaek!”

Beelzebub’s message appeared before Se-un, and the boar’s movements stopped.

Along with a pig-slaughtering squeal so ugly it was hard to believe it came from a demigod.

– The Constellation, ‘Hungry Prince,’ will do anything to have those dishes….

– The Constellation, ‘Hungry Prince,’ tilts its head.

– The Constellation, ‘Hungry Prince,’ wonders why that pig is in front of you.

“W-Why do I sense Master’s energy from you!”

The killing intent that had emanated from the boar vanished as if it were a lie.

It was impossible for others to recognize Beelzebub’s presence unless Se-un used the Authority of Gluttony or allowed Beelzebub’s messages to be seen.

But the boar clearly felt Beelzebub’s energy.

‘So, there is a connection.’

And not just any connection.

Master.

That meant the Gluttony Demon Beast was like Beelzebub’s pet.

– The Constellation, ‘Hungry Prince,’ trembles, holding its cutlery, realizing you were eating delicious things alone while it was stuck in its room.

– The Constellation, ‘Hungry Prince,’ grinds its teeth, realizing you were the reason for its forced fasting.

“N-No! What is going on!”

The boar trembled more intensely as Beelzebub’s messages appeared.

The boar backed away like a frightened puppy, then its legs gave out, and it plopped down with a thud that shook the massive table.

But only for a moment. The boar gritted its teeth, leaned toward Se-un, and opened its mouth wide.

“Guaik! You only care about what you eat! I need to eat to live too!”

– The Constellation, ‘Hungry Prince,’ raises its knife, wondering if this pig has finally gone mad.

“You can only watch from there anyway! I’m not going back! Never! Guaeeeek!”

Was this defiance or rebellion?

However, the boar wasn’t wrong.

Unlike Beelzebub, who couldn’t directly influence the Tower, the boar was entrenched in the Tower’s trial, even if it was a hidden floor.

He didn’t know what had happened between them or what the boar had done, but Beelzebub couldn’t do anything to the boar right now.

Well.

Under normal circumstances.

– The Constellation, ‘Hungry Prince,’ chuckles, saying it seems today is the day it finally slaughters the pig it had been saving.

– The Constellation, ‘Hungry Prince,’ asks for your permission.

He didn’t ask for details, but Se-un quickly understood what ‘permission’ meant.

He might have ignored it normally, but not now.

‘This might be beneficial.’

It was difficult for Se-un to face the boar with his current strength. He doubted if he had even a 50% chance of winning.

Besides, even though it was Se-un’s scheme, Beelzebub had faithfully guided him to the Asura Realm and hadn’t resisted the fasting there.

As if rewarding Beelzebub, Se-un nodded.

– The Constellation, ‘Hungry Prince,’ possesses the Player ‘Jeong Se-un’s’ body.

A bright yellow flash exploded from Se-un’s Stigmata.

“Guaeeeek! Th-This light! No! It can’t be!”

He had experienced this once before in Skavha.

Constellation possession was never easy.

It required a tremendous amount of divinity, which could potentially lower one’s power.

And if one were to take damage in that state, they could lose all the divinity they had poured in.

Beelzebub was fully accepting such risks as he possessed Se-un’s body.

– The current location has an extremely high correlation with the possessing Constellation, reducing the penalties from possession.

– The current location is a hidden floor that requires minimal interference from the Tower. Therefore, the penalties from possession by the system are further reduced.

‘I didn’t expect this.’

Beelzebub didn’t seem to have considered this when possessing him, but it was good for both Beelzebub and Se-un.

Reduced penalties meant reduced aftereffects and damage for both Beelzebub and Se-un.

The yellow light emanating from the Stigmata enveloped Se-un’s body and began to express its individuality.

– Th-That pig! It’s been eating this stuff here without me knowing??

He hadn’t known from the messages alone, but he now heard Beelzebub’s voice.

A childish voice befitting the title of Prince.

Unlike with Leviathan, Beelzebub’s voice spread throughout the field instead of just in Se-un’s head, striking the boar that had begun to rebel.

“H-How! How is Master here!”

Translucent garments resembling fly wings flowed down Se-un’s back.

Luxurious garments made with a white and yellow base.

It was hard to think of it as a Demon God’s attire; it was truly the attire of a prince.

– But it was my favorite pig! I searched so much to find you! How could you betray me like this? You pig! Pig!

“W-Who are you calling a pig! You only know how to eat from the moment you wake up until you sleep! I’m never going back! Never!”

– You pig, you’re going all the way!

Kugugugu!

The table trembled.

Boars resembling the Gluttony Demon Beast began to appear on the empty horizon.

The number quickly exceeded dozens.

It was a support force that showed the boar’s determination not to return, but—

– Heu, he heh. Today is the day to slaughter a pig!

“……”

Beelzebub only made a sound as if holding back laughter.

Se-un had to wipe away the drool that Beelzebub was leaking.