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160. Yulysia (1)

＜The evil god of construction＞, Malphas, a religion created in Middle-earth.

Saint Julian of Figueiro.

Yulysia thought she was born from mud.

When he was ten years old, his mother died. He and his younger sister were left alone in this world. That place was the Kingdom of Weirend on the continent of Gehergen.

Yulya lived a hard life, taking care of her younger sister who was three years younger than her.

I could bear being an orphan, but I couldn’t bear being looked down on because of it.

But I had no intention of selling my body. All of my friends who had sold their bodies ended in ruin.

So I did hard labor. I didn’t hesitate to carry bricks. I climbed the mountain and dug up wild vegetables and mushrooms to sell.

A woman with large breasts from the window sill poked her head in, picking wild vegetables.

The strong scent of perfume permeated Yulicia’s nose.

“Look at that silver hair. And that face… If you come to our store like this, you’ll be an ace right away. Do you think you can make a living while supporting your six-year-old sister with this kind of nonsense? No way. You’ll be lucky if you don’t both end up dead on the streets.”

The woman’s words made me so angry that I wanted to rip my mouth open, but I didn’t show it. It wasn’t the first or second time I’d heard that. Rather than vague anger, I desperately needed a way to overcome this bleak future.

An old woman with white hair approached, limping on her left leg.

“If you let me touch some money, will you work?”

The old woman was a drug dealer who ruled the underworld.

Did I feel pity for Yulya, who lived each day so tenaciously, or was I just intrigued?

The old woman, whose face was covered in wrinkles, suggested that Yulicia become a drug dealer’s underling.

Yulicia became a drug dealer at the age of seventeen.

Although I resisted the temptation of selling my body to the end, I couldn’t shake off the temptation of selling drugs. It gave me too much money compared to the amount of labor I had.

Yulicia’s job was simple. She had to look at the drug customer list and hand over the drugs to the people on the list. There was a separate person who collected the money, so all she had to do was hand over the drugs.

Yulysia moved in the early hours of the morning when the guards, who had connections with the old woman’s drug dealers, deliberately turned a blind eye to the drug dealers’ activities.

Yulicia did not enter the group dormitory provided by the old woman for the drug lords until the morning.

“Sister.”

Yulysia fell asleep while stroking the hair of her sister, who had the same silver hair as herself.

And two years passed. Yulicia became the drug dealer’s product supply manager. It was a responsibility, but the work didn’t change. She was paid more. It was more than enough to properly support her younger sister, Yulian.

Julian, who had been sent to the academy to learn the letters accurately, was soon scheduled to enter a research institute that studied magical engineering, as his intelligence was recognized.

Yulicia couldn’t give up her current drug dealing job, even for the sake of Yulian.

“…Hey, you b*tch. Why aren’t you coming to my house!”

A gaunt, skinny man stretched out his arms violently.

widely!

Yulicia roughly shook off the man’s hand that had grabbed her hair. The reason she hadn’t stopped by his house was very simple and clear.

Because I didn’t pay the money.

Yulysia knew that in this situation, not engaging in any confrontation was the best option.

So at that moment, I was about to run fast.

“Hey, if you just leave, I’ll tear you apart! I know where you work! You’re in a bookstore!”

Yulysia’s footsteps stopped abruptly.

It was true that his younger sister Julian worked at a bookstore before going to work at the Magic Engineering Laboratory.

The man continued talking as soon as Yulicia stopped walking, perhaps thinking that his threat had worked.

“I’m going to taste you very carefully, starting from the tip of your toes! If you don’t want to see that, give me the medicine quickly!”

Ugh.

My teeth are chapped.

Yulya rummaged through her clothes.

Inside the pocket of the hood was a dagger, a weapon that could be called a murder weapon. Yulicia looked at the dagger seriously for a moment.

But I changed my mind.

Instead of taking the dagger out of his bosom, he picked up a piece of timber hanging over the railing.

If the customer was a large man, this might not have been possible.

But the man looked so unremarkable. He just had a gaunt and withered body.

Thud thud-

The man suddenly stepped back as he watched Yulysia approach him, dragging the club on the floor.

“What, what is this? This is crazy….”

Yulicia struck the man with a club.

Shoulder slump.

grasp!

“Kuaaah!”

The man fell to the floor immediately after being struck by a wooden club that suddenly struck him like lightning.

Yulicia punched her in the stomach.

Bam!

“Okay, wait a minute!”

Kwajik!

He kicked the man in the jaw with his foot.

Yulysia thought about her anger for a moment.

This is foolish anger.

This wasn’t the first or second time I’d heard threats like this. If they were talking about what they were going to do to my body, I would’ve just ignored them.

But the subject was directed at his younger brother.

And the man’s body looked fragile.

Enough to be able to crush yourself.

The procedure by which the foolish violence took place was as follows.

Only then did Yulicia’s mind cool down.

He raised the stick high.

And then he kicked the man’s right leg.

“Kuaaah!”

The scrap metal stuck in the log dug into my right leg.

Kwajik!

‘Addicted to drugs.’

Crunch!

Yulicia didn’t stop. She just struck down her right leg.

The wooden stick broke and the sharp, sharp part of it struck my right leg once more.

‘That little b*stard.’

Blood flowed down his thigh.

“Eww!”

The man’s terrible scream passed by Yulicia’s ears.

‘A week.’

All you have to do is keep them from walking for a week or so.

Yulicia struck the man’s left foot with the half-broken piece of timber.

The man twitched in pain, the whites of his eyes showing.

My hands were clammy with blood.

There was the man’s blood, but there was also his own blood. It was only natural, since he had been forcibly holding the broken piece of wood and striking it down.

Yulycia sat up.

Now it was time to finish the remaining work and go back.

‘I can’t report it.’

It’s like a drug addict turning himself in. And the connections between the drug dealers and the security guards are effective at times like this. The reason the tops regularly give money to the security guards is to keep the mouths of the addicts from causing trouble after they become penniless.

Yulysia finished her remaining work and returned to her lodgings.

Fortunately, nothing happened the next day. Nothing happened for a week. A week passed and when she encountered the man she had crippled, he simply avoided Yulicia’s gaze.

“Sister, I’ll come often.”

“No, I’m going to the capital now. What do you want me to do? I should go.”

Julian and Yulicia embraced deeply.

Julian headed to the magic engineering laboratory, and Yulicia continued her daily routine.

A daily life where you live steadily, even though you’re at the bottom.

Three months have passed.

Life was the same. After finishing work, I returned to my room and fell asleep.

That was the last memory Yulicia had.

It was a calamity.

The drug lord’s quarters were burning down.

Black smoke billowed from the wooden mansion-style residence, which was engulfed in flames in an instant.

“Eww!”

The upper echelons ran outside screaming. Some threw themselves from the dormitory building with their entire bodies on fire. Yulicia was running furiously outside with her mouth covered with a cloth. The moment she was sure she was almost out.

bang.

The ceiling collapsed. The tree that had been acting as a pillar fell directly onto Yulicia’s right foot.

“Eww!”

Hurrruk!

The flames also spread. Half of Yulicia’s body was covered in bright red flames. The pain of her flesh burning pierced her mind.

Yulicia couldn’t tell exactly what was wrong with her right foot, but she knew for sure that it wasn’t functioning properly.

I crawled on my knees and barely made it outside.

The pain was felt on his face as well. But soon, he couldn’t even feel the pain. He had completely lost consciousness.

***

Yulycia opened her eyes.

“….”

The burn scars that had burned half of her body came into view. Yulicia forced herself to raise her waist and checked the condition of her right foot.

“…under.”

There was no right foot.

“Hahaha, fuck….”

The swear words just came out naturally.

I felt my hair. The hair on the right side was all burnt. I touched my face. It felt strange, as if my skin was melting.

Is it a punishment?

Yulysia resented the world.

I blamed myself.

Could this be because selling drugs encouraged customers to become addicts?

Was it because, while cleaning up the room of one of the dead addicts, he avoided the gaze of the addict’s very young son who was there?

Was it because I half-killed that twisted b*stard who had threatened my little brother?

ah.

“That kid.”

Maybe that kid was the one who set the dorm on fire in the first place.

Yulysia closed her eyes for a moment. Her anger was building up, but she had lost the strength to express it.

Without leaving anything behind.

Bam-

I took each step with the help of crutches.

There was no way the drug dealer would hire a cripple who had lost his right leg. Yulicia had to be grateful for the few coins he had thrown her.

My third job was in a craft shop.

The president felt very sorry for Yulycia, but he was a very realistic person.

“It’s because there are no legs… I can’t see them well because of the desk anyway. As for the face… Would it be okay if I covered it with a cloth or something?”

“yes.”

The pay was bound to be lower than when he worked in the drug ring.

The life-changing event occurred two months after starting work at the craft shop.

A fair-skinned woman with blonde hair, crimson eyes, and an unmistakable presence walked into the store.

“That’s a pretty necklace.”

The woman grabbed a necklace from the display case and strode toward Yulicia.

“How much is it?”

“yes?”

Yulya, who had not known that someone would suddenly approach her, raised her head.

At that moment, the cloth that was tied to the headband lifted upwards, revealing an ugly burn scar. Yulicia could sense it too.

The woman did not react to the scar.

“What is your name?”

Instead, I asked for his name.

“…Ulyssia.”

“After you finish work, can you go somewhere with me?”

“Where is that?”

“This is a place that can ease your sister’s suffering.”

At first, I just thought she was a crazy person.

It was a first meeting that had to happen.

Figueiro’s first meeting with the saint.