Confined Together with the Horror Game’s Male Lead - Chapter 50
Chapter 50
Translator: Yonnee
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“Huff…”
One man let out a rough breath.
“Bloodsucking bastards…”
“Damned dogs. They don’t tire, do they? Just keep following.”
The other two swore in agreement.
They were ‘bandits’.
The remnants of the group that had attacked the small village, Owen.
They had quickly escaped Owen, hiding their loot and pretending to be civilians, but it was unclear how their trail was picked up.
These men, who had commanded a considerable number of followers, were scattered by the attacks of the temple’s knights, and in the end, only three remained.
Especially terrifying for them were the people who had ‘tattoos’ on their necks.
They were the children raised by the temple.
It wasn’t an exaggeration to say they were chosen by the temple for their talent—they had shown overwhelming power.
The bandits had been elated by their successful raid on the village, but in a quick reversal, they were gripped by fear. It all happened in an instant.
As the leader’s head fell, the remaining men lost their morale and scattered, a natural course of events.
“Huuk… But we’ve made it this far, they can’t follow us here, right?”
They had reached Lindbergh, known as a ghost town.
Filled with ominous and sinister rumors, no one approached the place.
Thanks to that, criminals often hid out here.
The bandits had walked for a while.
They intended to rest here until they could shake off the knights.
Then they stumbled upon a huge mansion that made their eyes widen.
As if on cue, they nodded to each other and climbed over the fence of the mansion.
Creak—
The massive door, rusted and hard to open, finally moved after the three of them pushed.
As soon as they entered the mansion, the huge door slammed shut behind them with a loud bang!
They looked around the mansion. It seemed much larger than it had appeared from outside.
Then, at that moment.
“Who are you?”
A yellow lantern softly illuminated the bleak mansion, and a well-built man approached.
He was a man of strikingly handsome appearance.
To find someone in the ghost town of Lindberg was quite unexpected.
The bandits, holding a silver candelabra they had picked up on the way, eyed the man, but he seemed shocked to see them.
“…Did you just open the door and come in?”
“……”
“…The door.”
The man looked stunned, his gaze shifting between the door and the bandits.
Felix, the most astute among the bandits, quickly grasped the situation and spoke up.
“Sorry about that. We were just passing by and got caught in the rain, so we thought to take shelter for a bit. We didn’t know there was someone here…”
“Why did you open the door and come in?”
“We didn’t know there was someone here-”
“Why did you open the door…”
“That’s because we didn’t know anyone was here…”
The bandit, trying to be harmless, grew annoyed with the circular conversation.
Should I just kill him?
A similar incident had happened a few days ago. While fleeing from the temple’s children, they ended up taking shelter in a nearby church, pretending to be travelers.
Unfortunately, their true identities were exposed, and they ended up burning down the church and killing everyone inside before fleeing.
Such actions were just providing an excuse for the temple’s children, but what did they care?
‘It was fun, though.’
Luckily, the church had some valuable items, like holy water said to repel demons and valuable silver candelabras, which they stole.
The thieves’ eyes gleamed as they looked at the handsome young man before them.
The more beautiful the skin, the more enjoyable the killing.
It was then.
“Dietrich?”
“……!”
Was there another person?
The bandits looked towards the direction of the sound.
A figure appeared on the second-floor railing.
As the figure leisurely descended the stairs, a glimpse of pale feet became visible.
A woman?
At that moment, the bandits witnessed Dietrich’s face contorting in alarm.
“Why are you in such a state…?”
Such a state?
It was too dark with just one lantern to see clearly, but Dietrich seemed to see her vividly, as if he were a nocturnal animal.
Then the bandits realized why Dietrich was alarmed.
As the woman brushed her wet platinum hair behind her ear in annoyance, her pale skin glistened, wet from the water.
Two distinctive beauty marks were imprinted on her slender, fair neck.
The bandits’ eyes shone as they beheld the beautiful woman.
They preferred women over men, after all.
Soon, the woman looked at them and widened her eyes.
“Welcome. This is Lindbergh’s Mansion.”
Unlike the man, the woman seemed unbothered by their arrival.
The man, however, frowned disapprovingly at her demeanor.
“My name is Charlotte.”
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