Chapter 17, A Weird Old “Mansion”

'What?' is all I could think of during that moment, at this point I felt an odd illness setting in my stomach, and altho I wanted to put the book back and through it felt important to leave, so I closed the book and put it away in my bag. "I'm going to need some sort of therapy for this." I put everything except the book back in the chest and left the room. 'This is not how I foresaw my day going, but I'll continue anyway. Hopefully, I'll find something cool to brighten my mood.'

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The next room I entered was a large kitchen, I searched the kitchen for anything, but there was nothing interesting in it. 'Well, this is a bust.' I left the kitchen and entered the next room. When I opened the door to the third room a foul stench of rotting flesh overwhelmed me. I slammed the door shut and stumbled over to the balcony so I could puke, but I tripped halfway and fell to my hands and knees.

While I was on the ground I started to puke, in-between every puke I gagged and crawled my way to the edge of the balcony. It took 4 intervals to get to the balcony, and 10 more to empty my stomach to the point of dry heaving and gagging. After I practically puked my guts out, my strength returned to me and I was able to get up and walk. 'How long was that rotting for? I felt like I was going to die.'

Even with the smell, my curiosity about the room raised even higher. However, instead of just opening the door and dying to the smell, I put up a whitelisted barrier. This type of barrier allows me to choose what I want inside while keeping everything else out. 'And with this, I no longer have to worry about the smell.'

I opened the door and found a seemingly endless corridor with banners lining the walls. Well, at least it should have been endless, There was one thing that tipped me off. Directly to the right of the entrance was a slightly torn banner, the torn banner repeated over and over with the same kind of tear in it.

Looking at the closest banner revealed something wooden, moving aside the banner fully revealed a slightly opened door that led to a spiral staircase. 'Oh, ho, ho. What do we have here?' I fully opened the door and went down the stairs. After 3 flights of stairs, I was finally at the final destination. What I found didn't really surprise me at this point. 'Oh shit, a torture dungeon.' with this thing being underground I kinda expected it.

The dungeon would have looked like it was never used if there wasn't blood everywhere. 'This is quite odd, was it only the smell that made me puke?' I walked around and looked at the different torture devices, I searched around a bit more before deciding it was time to leave.

"Well, it's time t-'' There was a sudden clunking sound echoing from the stairwell. 'OH SHIT! I Thought None Was Here?' I looked around and hid behind an iron maiden like device. It took a while before I could hear voices. There were 2 distinctive male voices talking to each other with one voice being way higher than the other, and one unknown that was muffled. My heart started to beat loudly in my ear.

The voices slowly get louder over time, and eventually, I could hear their conversation. They had a strong accent that made it hard to make out, but their voices were loud enough for me to still understand,

Guy1, "How many more do we need?"

Guy2, "If we want him to be at his full potential? I say a few hundred more. Otherwise, we could do it now"

Guy1, *sighs* "But that's going to take too long!"

Guy2 was annoyed, "Yes, and that's why we need Him. He has the last core we need to bring him back."

Guy1, "Oh, right! I remember now."

At this point, they were inside the room and they went silent. A sudden thump and muffled screams could be heard. 'It's not my problem, It's not my problem, It's not my problem.' I could hear one of the guys sharpening a knife before hitting it against some wood. Altho I wanted to ignore it, this was, at the very least, my last chance to save the person before they got killed.

'Fuck it, if I don't do anything now it's their blood on my hands.' It was about the time I decided that I would stay out of it, when the worst thing possible happened, a single coin fell from my pocket and hit the floor. Guy1 "Who's There!" 'FuCk' I herd the two guys unsheath their weapons. Guy2 "I'll go first" I took this time to quickly ready a water spell before jumping out from my hiding spot and attacking them. "FUUUUCK!"

My spell hit Guy2 and took his head off, Guy1 quickly responded by throwing a knife that hit my left shoulder, 'Oww,' Instead of using another attack spell, I used a binding spell. When Guy2 was fully bound, gagged, and on the floor, I took a quick breather and used healing magic while pulling the dagger out of my shoulder. It was taking all my strength to not yell every curse word I knew. 'I don't think I'll ever get used to being stabbed.' I left the dagger fall once it was out of my shoulder. I picked up the knife again and walked to Guy2 while massaging my shoulder.

I crouched down next to the struggling Guy2 and started talking to him. "Damn dude, how can you stand the stench in here?" Guy2 paused and turned his head to look at me. 'His face looks like someone just asked if birds are birds.' I pulled the gag back so he could talk, but he said nothing.

After waiting for him to answer for 10 minutes I gave up and asked my real question. "I'm just kidding. Now tell me, why do you have someone in a dungeon?" I pointed at the person attached to the wooden table, who at this point, was very silent. Guy2 "Our God won't Stand For This, And Our King Will Kill You!" I stopped him from saying anything else by letting go of the gag and letting it slam right into his teeth. "Oh, You're a dumbass. I don't believe in your god, and I'll kill your king."

I brought the dagger next to his chest and cut his clothing off. I started with his necklace, then his red robes, taking each ring off of his fingers, then breaking his wand, but I stopped after I cut his shirt. Cutting his shirt revealed a large amount of bandages wrapping his(?) chest. I had a suspicion but to confirm it I put the dagger next to the bandages on his(?), the closer the dagger got the redder his(?) face got. "You're a girl?" I cut off the hood that was covering her face which revealed the truth.

"..." the girl stayed quiet as I stared at her face, "Well If you are not going to talk then you need to sleep." I used illusion magic that would take her mana to use and made her hallucinate some nightmares, her worst memories to be exact. I walked over to the person who was chained to the wooden table and checked them for any injuries.

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