I Became a Foreign Worker Loved by Transcendents

Chapter 41: Frenzied Jester

Merilyn said that her music interfered with people's emotions, amplifying the most prominent emotion they were feeling at the moment.

And that meant making other emotions, besides the amplified one, fainter.

Just like how I exerted tremendous focus on the will to survive when I heard the music, everyone who heard it would surely feel a surge of emotions.

"Grrr, ugh!"

"I-I can't take it anymore. I can't hold it back anymore...!"

Demons, true to their desires and aggressive tendencies, would fall into a craving for slaughter and combat.

"I don't want to die. I don't want to!"

"Everyone stay still. If we run from here, we don't know what that orc will do!"

Humans, at a disadvantage compared to them, would be consumed by fear, inevitably enveloped in the urge to escape this place immediately.

Yet, there was only one reason why they had all been quietly waiting until now.

It was because an overwhelmingly strong figure among them controlled this space merely with their presence.

"...Human Woo Hyo-sung."

Helkry.

An orc who rose to the ranks of the Demon King's army and was strong enough to instill fear even in aggressive demons.

"Do you know what it means to point a spear at me?"

But if such a strong figure also felt emotions and immersed in them, wouldn't there be a possibility of them leaping into action here for the honorable combat they sought?

"Damn it... Just because I'm being a bit polite, you see me as a pushover?!"

Of course, I was aware that this was madness, but if the one before me was also engulfed in emotions.

It might just turn out that, despite our previous promise, he could rampage here and destroy everything.

"Move aside right now. Otherwise..."

"If not, what are you going to do?"

If it was a life fading away meaninglessly, I'd rather struggle than sit and wait.

As I, losing my composure, was caught up in such impulses, he stood there still, quietly speaking to me.

"Are you saying you're going to charge at me with that nearly dead body and extinguish the life you barely managed to save?"

"Shut up! You think I can't do it!?"

A throbbing heart and an overheating head.

These rampant emotions eventually made me throw the spear in my hand at him.

Kwaak!

The spear plunged into his chest without resistance.

But it only penetrated slightly, not even piercing his skin properly.

It was an expected outcome. No matter if it was a Mithril Ego Weapon, it was still a weapon I used.

If my strength was feeble, then neither the sharpness nor the explosive power of magic would function properly.

"Yes, I can feel it."

Despite such a trivial throw.

The monster blocking my way, without a single sneer, just continued to assess in a cold voice, clutching the spear.

"From your current attack, how desperate you are, and how much you have endured... And that this moment's audacity is not just from fear, but exerted for something more precious than your own life."