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    Chapter 137: Hannon and Isabel Go Missing

    Floor 1 of the Demon Dungeon, Blue Island.

    As expected of the ever-changing Demon Dungeon, the first floor had once again transformed.

    Hannon’s team entered the Blue Island.

    “Huh?”

    Or rather, Hannon’s team without Hannon.

    “Where’s Prince Sweet Potato?”

    Seron looked around in confusion.

    It was only natural—Hannon had been with them just moments ago, yet now, there was no trace of him.

    “That fool... Did he not follow us in?”

    “No, he should’ve entered before us.”

    At Seron’s remark, Aisha tilted her head.

    She had definitely seen Hannon leading the way.

    “I’ll go check outside!”

    “No.”

    As Foara shouted his intent to check outside, Sharin stopped him.

    Sharin, who had been silent since Hannon’s disappearance, now had a sharp gleam in her eyes.

    “There’s spatial distortion.”

    Her glowing Mirinae-infused eyes clearly perceived their surroundings.

    A strange current flowed through the entire Demon Dungeon.

    And in the gaps of that current, she sensed Hannon’s presence.

    “A Demon Dungeon Transfer.”

    Grantoni clicked his teeth.

    Everyone’s expressions changed in an instant.

    Demon Dungeon Transfer.

    A phenomenon that rarely occurred at the entrance of the Demon Dungeon.

    The last recorded instance of a Demon Dungeon Transfer was 35 years ago.

    The mechanism was simple: upon entry, a person would be randomly transported to a different floor.

    No one knew which floor they would end up on.

    And the worst part?

    Only one person could be transferred at a time.

    It was an unfortunate reality—those who got caught in a Demon Dungeon Transfer almost never survived.

    This was the Demon Dungeon.

    A hellscape designed by the Demon Sovereign to bring about the end of the world.

    The only purpose of the Demon Dungeon was to kill.

    “No... No...”

    Seron’s face turned deathly pale.

    She understood all too well the dangers of a Demon Dungeon Transfer.

    “We have to rescue him right away!”

    “We will.”

    At Seron’s outburst, Sharin answered firmly—a determination unlike any she had shown before.

    However, the tight grip she held on her staff betrayed the emotional turmoil raging within her.

    “Wait—Bel? Where’s Bel?!”

    At that moment, another voice rang out from behind.

    Everyone turned toward the source, only to see Isabel’s team.

    But just like Hannon’s team was missing Hannon, Isabel’s team was missing Isabel.

    “Sharin Sazaris.”

    Another voice joined in.

    Following the commotion, another team approached.

    It was Iris’ team.

    Iris, her ink-black hair flowing, gazed at them quietly.

    “What happened?”

    ***

    Demon Dungeon Transfer, a cliff.

    Isabel and I had both been swept up in a Demon Dungeon Transfer.

    I barely managed to catch Isabel mid-air, stopping our fall by clinging to the cliffside.

    As she regained consciousness from the transfer’s shock, Isabel looked around in confusion.

    “W-What is this situation?”

    “We got caught in a Demon Dungeon Transfer.”

    Her eyes widened in shock.

    She knew how dangerous a Demon Dungeon Transfer was.

    Slowly, I began descending the cliffside, controlling our speed.

    “Well, at least it’s a relief. You’re not alone in this.”

    That was certainly an option.

    If I turned down their feelings, none of this would be an issue.

    But I know that both of them genuinely like me.

    “I may seem like a piece of trash, but I just can’t do that right now.”

    I have lost love.

    My emotions no longer move for it.

    Rejecting them now wouldn’t be a sincere rejection.

    Since they are being honest with me, I want to give them an honest answer as well.

    That’s the least I can do for Sharin and Seron.

    Isabel silently watched me.

    I don’t know how she sees me right now, but I’m sure I’ll only seem more like trash in her eyes.

    “Sorry, that was my fault just now.”

    But an unexpected response came.

    I thought she’d at least hurl a few insults at me.

    “I know you don’t have any personal feelings for anyone. I’ve been watching you all this time.”

    Isabel and I have been intertwined since the beginning of our second year.

    Because of that, she’s observed me closely.

    She knows that I don’t express emotions toward the opposite sex.

    “At the very least, if you had those kinds of feelings, you wouldn’t be this calm in a situation like this.”

    Isabel looked at me and gave a short laugh.

    I suppose it’s funny, seeing me in her arms like this.

    “Honestly, I’m curious. No matter what, you’re still a man. How can you be so unaffected?”

    Her eyes took on a slightly somber glow.

    “......Or am I just that unattractive as a woman?”

    Every girl around her would cry hearing that.

    Isabel is always among the top-ranked girls in the hearts of the boys.

    It’s just that no one noticed because Lucas was always by her side.

    After Lucas disappeared, Isabel fell apart.

    That’s why no one could bring themselves to confess their feelings.

    But there are still many who secretly admire her.

    Isabel is kind and bright to everyone.

    That alone is enough to shake a man’s heart.

    For someone like her to think she’s not attractive—it’s almost offensive to other girls.

    “Isabel, I don’t know why you’re thinking that, but I guarantee you.”

    I decided to give her a reality check.

    “There’s not a single man who wouldn’t fall for you if you genuinely tried to seduce them.”

    Men are weaker to pretty women than they’d like to admit.

    Isabel needed to understand that.

    At my sincere words, Isabel fell silent.

    She then quietly looked down at me.

    “Then what about you?”

    Our eyes met.

    Hers were filled with seriousness.

    “If I tried to seduce you, would you fall for me too?”

    I blinked in response.

    “Oh, we’ve landed.”

    But before she could hear my answer, we had already reached the ground.

    As I stepped away from Isabel and took two steps back, she folded her wings.

    In the dim space, I saw a floor marked with red lines.

    The moment I laid eyes on it, my face stiffened.

    “Haven’t seen this place before.”

    “......Of course you haven’t.”

    I clenched my fists tightly as I replied.

    Isabel, noticing my rigid expression, looked puzzled.

    But I was already lifting my gaze along the red lines.

    Isabel, a step behind, followed my line of sight.

    And then, she too froze.

    In our view—

    A massive door stood before us.

    A door covered in ominous red patterns.

    Now, I finally realized where this teleportation had led us.

    This was the 9th floor of the Demon Dungeon.

    The entrance to the 10th floor—where the Demon Sovereign awaited.

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