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Decided to Get Rid of Hideous Sow

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There, in stark contrast to its snow-white skin, was a grotesque, repulsive, and corpulent giant sow. It wasn’t just any magical beast but the fallen form of a once-sacred beast, a former servant of the gods.

—Raid Boss, ‘Gluttonous Beast Henwen’.

The limited-time event in ‘Engage Hazard’ that featured Casparleague was originally designed for the Gluttonous Beast Henwen. In the regular RPG part, players would repeatedly hunt Casparleague while occasionally encountering the raid boss, Henwen. Players would team up to fight Henwen, earning points based on their performance. Rankings determined who received the SSR weapon, ‘Slaughtering Blade Henwen’.

“This… might be impossible…” (Harold)

I felt a chill run down my spine and muttered under my breath. In ‘Enhaz’, the raid boss’ level increased with the number of defeats. This meant that even if the protagonist and heroines in the party were at first, a solo player could handle the initial levels. But here, this world was both a game and reality. I can’t guess how powerful Henwen is right now. If Henwen’s level exceeded the maximum I managed to solo in the event, and that was level 257…

“Everyone, we need to…” (Harold)

I turned around to call everyone back when—

“Kaa-sama… wait for me…” (Casparleague)

“Hey!?” (Harold)

Casparleague, usually ending his sentences with a playful ‘nya’, muttered with hatred and resolve, launching himself forward with a powerful leap. So, that was just a character quirk. An unexpected and unnecessary revelation.

“Bugo…?” (Henwen)

“This time… this time I’ll end you! I’ll avenge my mother!” (Casparleague)

Casparleague leaped in front of Henwen with great vigor. Despite the trembling on his four legs, he still managed to steel his small body with determination.

“Your Highness Harold, I strongly advise we retreat immediately.” (Monica)

Monica, who had moved silently behind me, spoke with an uncharacteristically serious tone. Her usual playful demeanor was gone. It was replaced by a quiet and a commanding presence. She had assessed Henwen’s strength and made a calculated decision. This meant that Henwen was currently at a very high level. It would be nearly impossible to protect me, the liability, while they were fighting.

“…” (Harold)

Alexandra also waited. Her sapphire eyes fixed intently on me, as if assessing what kind of person I was.

“I have strong allies! I won’t lose…!?” (Casparleague)

“Buhyaaaaaaahhh!” (Henwen)

Casparleague seemed to think we were right behind him. Just as he started to shout triumphantly, Henwen lunged at him.

“Wait! Hey, humans! The enemy is over here! Come on and… aguh!?” (Casparleague)

“Buff… bufff…” (Henwen)

Casparleague turned around in panic, expecting us to be there, but we were not. Confused, he was struck by Henwen’s front hoofs and sent flying to the ground. He really should have checked that we were there before picking a fight. Though I didn’t have the luxury of making such observations, Monica grabbed my shoulder and shook her head. She was telling me to abandon Casparleague.

As we deliberated, Henwen mocked the whimpering Casparleague with a grotesque, porcine laugh. A wretched, degenerate remnant of a sacred beast. A mere event boss.

Now, if I left Casparleague behind and failed to obtain the ‘Jet-Black Shield Casparleague’, it would make the main storyline of Enhaz’ significantly tougher and force me to revise my development plans. However, if I could change my defense-focused fighting style and achieve my other objective, it might not be essential. It might be wiser to play it safe and give up this time.

“Aaaaahhhh!?” (Casparleague)

“Buh… buhhh… buhiiiiiii!!!” (Henwen)

Henwen pressed down with all its weight, reveling in Casparleague’s screams of agony while letting out a triumphant roar.

A sow and a roar are contradiction, isn’t it?

Casparleague’s golden eyes reflected a mix of pain, frustration, resentment, hatred, and sorrow. Tears of anger at being unable to avenge his mother streamed down his face.

Well, that has nothing to do with me. All of this is his fault for trusting us and recklessly challenging Henwen despite lacking the strength.

“Kaa-sama… I’m sorry…” (Casparleague)

If he had been more like me as Harold, cutting his losses and siding with the stronger party, he could have avoided this from the start. That’s why…

*BAM!*

“Buh?” (Henwen)

“Get your filthy hoof off him! You damn pig!” (Harold)

I shook off Monica’s hand, leaped out of the underbrush, and struck Henwen with the ‘Shield of Evalac’, shouting loudly and crudely like the ‘Incompetent Bratty Prince’ I was supposed to be.

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