I'm the Only One With a Different Genre - Chapter 50

Chapter 50 – The Strongest Swordsman (As It Once Was)

After having experienced a taste of the gag from being consumed by Lian, Bianca was half out of her mind and suffered horribly for a long time. Her daily life was practically impossible.

They say time heals, and after more than a week, Bianca was barely able to regain her sanity. Yet she wasn’t fully recovered.

‘Just one more match. I will participate in just one more match and then retire.’

Slaves who make it to the top floor are presented with various choices. They can stay on the top floor to enjoy the power, enter Jiso’s army as a low-ranking soldier, or even completely shed their slave status and become free. The catch is they must leave everything they own behind.

Bianca had chosen to stay on the top floor, aspiring to claim the champion’s title. Owing to her continuously strengthening prowess, she believed she could seize the championship given the right time and opportunity.

If she could just secure the title of the champion, then she would be able to stand beside Jiso, whom she loved dearly. The shocking incident of being consumed by Lian was enough to make her abandon her long-cherished goal.

She scraped together the remnants of her rationality to plan an escape from the arena where the terrifying entity named Lian lurked.

“How about it? Just one more match.”

“Okay.”

T h i s w as co p i e d fr om k in g m t l . o r g
Her price tag was so high that few requested her for matches. Seeing Totogen’s offer, she thought, ‘This is the chance!’

After this match, her plan was to retire and then feast on strong beings outside, one by one, to grow stronger before submitting to Jiso’s orders.

Imbued with hopeful thoughts, her mind cleared even faster.
Th i s w as c o pi ed fr o m k in g m t l. o rg

That was until she came face to face with Lian on the battleground.

‘What is this, how can this be? Why in the world is that monster here?!’

Bianca felt her legs shaking uncontrollably, as if any moment they might give way if she relaxed even a fraction. She averted her tearful eyes from Lian, who was grinning broadly.

Lian’s smile appeared devilish to her, sending chills across her body.

‘Run, yes, I should run. I can still turn back and go inside.’

Drenched in cold sweat, Bianca stumbled backward. She wanted to immediately run back through the passageway she’d come from.

‘Then I won’t have to face that monster. Yes, so—’

Just as she took another step back in a bid to survive.

“Uuuuuuuuuh!”
T h is wa s c o p i ed f ro m k i n g m t l .o r g

“Why aren’t you fighting?!”

“Got scared by the new guy?”

Faced with hesitancy from Bianca, insults poured down from all sides. Startled, she reflexively looked up. She had always overwhelmingly won her previous matches, so being jeered was an unprecedented experience.

“…!”

Her gaze shifted towards where Totogen was. Her astounding sensitivity caught the penetrating stare drilling into her.
T hi s w a s c o p i e d fr o m k i n gm t l .o r g

‘If I run away here, it’s over for me…’

Lian is strong. However, he is not yet on par with the top-floor gladiators. Those dwelling on the top floor were a collection of beings beyond monstrous.

This fight was one she absolutely couldn’t afford to lose. If Bianca surrendered without a proper fight, she’d be marked by many.

First off, she would be at odds with Totogen, who placed the initial bid, and then cursed by the numerous spectators who bet on her. It was a dreadful penalty for Bianca, who planned to retire and operate outside the arena.
T h i s w a s c o p i e d f r om k i n gm tl.o rg

Furthermore, some arrogant high-rollers might decide to deal with what they’d perceive as her arrogance. She envisioned an ending where she wouldn’t die but wouldn’t truly live either.

‘This can’t happen.’

She bit her lip and strode forward just as much as she had retreated.

‘I can’t forever cower in fear of him. I must overcome this.’

Bianca conjured the kind of line that could befit a hero awakening in an anime or a novel.

If this were a shonen manga, perhaps such a stance would have served her well. But this was a dark fantasy world devoid of dreams and hopes.

What awaited her was only—

“Kiiiyaaaaaaack!”

—the kind of despair she least desired.

***

Whoosh—.

Caught off guard by Bianca’s slicing attack, I ducked swiftly.

‘I expected at least a greeting before being attacked.’

While I was entertaining the thought, Gargandoa erupted in fury.

[Partner, what are you doing?! Why waste precious blood? Dammit, your blood should be mine, every single drop of it!]

Listening to the sword’s odd fixation, I looked down at my belly.

“Ah.”

For some reason, the skin had split, but my organs were undamaged. It looked like it would heal quickly if pressed together.

“Kiiiyaaaaaaack!”

Before I could press the lacerated skin back together, a piercing scream echoed.

Clang!

Bianca, having thrown the sword she held, now sat collapsed on the floor.

Drip, drip.

Her pants were becoming a shade darker.

‘Could it be…’

I promptly averted my eyes. Staring fixedly at a beautiful woman in her moment of embarrassment could earn one a surged punch and a flight across the room.
T h i s w a s c o pi e d f r om k i n gm t l . or g

“Hiieeek!”

Even though I was doing absolutely nothing, Bianca screamed. Curious why, I stole a glance at her face.

She was looking pale, staring intently at my abdomen.

‘Why so shaken up by a wound you made?’

And then… why suddenly faint? Confused, I examined my belly and immediately understood.

Twitch, twitch.

From the split, my ‘liver’ was winking incessantly at her. Every time it blinked, she screamed out.

The liver, having winked continuously at a female it seemed to fancy, pouted its lips and emitted a tiny noise.

Mwah, smooch—.

It blew a kiss after pressing and parting its ‘lips,’ a visually shocking scene for Bianca that ultimately led to…

“Grrrrrgh…”

Her eyes rolling back, she fainted.

“Uh… huh? What’s… happening?”

Stunned by the outcome he couldn’t have anticipated, the announcer stuttered, unable to complete his sentence. It was understandable. Bianca, the top-floor’s finest swordsman, had just launched a spectacular attack only to suddenly scream and faint wetting herself…

“Gargandoa, could you close up my wound?”

[Grrr… I didn’t even get to properly show off…]

Gargandoa grumbled as it covered my wound. It was a makeshift bandage that wouldn’t prevent further injuries, but for someone like me, whose body automatically recovered, that was all the first aid needed.

“Lucky I ordered clothes beforehand, or this would have been a disaster.”
Thi s w a s c o p ie d fr om k ing m t l . o r g

Thinking of the clothes I had ordered in advance, I turned my back on Bianca. Then Gargandoa began to grumble.

[Wait, you’re just going to leave that spilt blood on the ground? Are you really leaving it? That precious stuff?]

Gargandoa, despite feasting on colossal amounts of blood daily, lamented over the blood spilled on the floor.

“Let’s go; I’ll give you some when we get back. It’s too noisy here.”

[Tsk…]

“Uuuuuuuuuuuh!”

“Not even fighting properly and losing?!”

“Get lost!”

The only insults I could tolerate were those. The rest was filled with such vile curse words it felt as if my ears would rot if I took them in.

‘It’s not my fault, anyway.’

Bianca struck first, and she fainted all by herself in shock. I had no reason to feel responsible for this situation. I left the arena with a light step.

***

After the fight with Bianca, peculiar rumors began to swirl. Absurd tales circulated that I wielded an invisible force so mighty it was imperceptible to the eye.

‘What kind of nonsense is—’

Before I could even complete the thought in my head, Gargandoa whined.

[When is the next match? I can’t show the upgraded version of Blood Wave if we don’t fight!]

Gargandoa wailed as it slurped on the blood. It seemed to regret not having done anything during the match with Bianca.
T h i s wa s c o p i e d f r om k i n g m t l . o rg

“It’ll be soon. Eat quietly when it’s time for food.”

[Do you think I’m a human? I don’t have to eat with my mouth necessarily!]

“Why did you make those sounds last time then?”

The last time I took it out, Gargandoa had made noises akin to eating, decidedly so.

When I asked, remembering that time, Gargandoa feigned innocence.

[Wha, what do you mean? I don’t, don’t know what you’re talking about.]

Whether it felt caught out by something, Gargandoa soon grew silent. Lying sprawled on the bed, with Gargandoa turned into a thin needle in my thigh, I pondered.

‘I wonder how Noah is doing?’

Life here had gotten quite stable, so thoughts of Noah suddenly came to mind.

‘She must be doing fine. She’s Noah, after all.’

Yawning, I buried my head into the pillow.

T h i s wa s co p i e d f r o m k i n g mt l . o r g
***

“Hyuk, hyeuk…”

“It’s okay now. You’re safe.”

Noah, with a pale face, wrapped bandages around a child’s hand. The child’s ring finger was severed in half.

‘Lian…’

T h i s wa s c o p i e d fr o m k i n g mt l . o r g
Thrown onto the cutthroat land of the Demon King, Noah again held on by a thread, recollecting Lian, her linchpin from crumbling.