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After all, the more this kid usually disliked him, the more dependent he seemed to be on him now.

It's quite heartbreaking.

"Don't worry, that cloaked woman isn't dead, so I won't kill anyone indiscriminately!"

Dekan grinned.

"You should be able to tell that I have never had any ill intentions towards you, so don't worry."

Over the years, only heinous criminals like Evans and Fahim would have their lives ended by Dekan's own hand.

There was a time when he even began to doubt himself because of this—

Could it be that I'm actually the kind of person who's quite saintly?

After all, he was always reluctant and unwilling to kill the enemy.

Perhaps this is what true love is.

Only someone as kind-hearted as him would have this kind of trouble.

"..."

Dekan's innocent smile made Zestellila even more frightened.

The doctor was still as cheerful as ever.

Yet, even in this situation, he could still laugh as if nothing was wrong, just like always.

That's a bit creepy...

"Then, where did she go?"

Zestellila couldn't calm down until she knew the answer.

She was worried that the cloaked woman would suddenly show up at her door again tonight!

"Anyway, it's a very safe place, cozy and wonderful. I swear to the goddess."

Dekan spoke frankly, his tone kind and devout.

Hearing Dekan swear an oath to the goddess Tike, Zestellila finally felt a little relieved.

She believed the doctor was telling the truth.

Because no matter what, Zestellila always saw the doctor's piety towards the statue of the goddess whenever he came to church.

"!!!"

and many more!

The cloaked woman is safe!

Wouldn't that put Zestellila in danger?!

"You, you, you tell me where she is..."

Zestellila's voice trembled again as she noticed the slight delay in the key point.

"...Uh, it's better if you don't know."

Dekan paused for a moment, seemingly understanding Zestellila's thought process.

This little guy seems to have developed a psychological trauma from being frightened by that cloaked woman.

Right.

After all, I've gotten used to the strength of level 9 enemies, so I don't feel anything when I see a level 7 baby.

But for a four-year-old child, the pressure of level seven might still be too terrifying.

Looking at Zestellila, Dekan felt a little reluctant to tell her the truth.

If you found out she was in town, you probably wouldn't dare go back there for the rest of your life...

"Just trust me, you won't see her again. She won't dare to show her face in front of you again."

He patted Zestellila's head, assuring her firmly, and then started walking back towards the town.

"really?"

Zestellila still didn't dare let go, clutching Dekan's clothes and following closely behind him.

"real."

Dekan answered without turning his head.

"really?"

Zestellila asked again.

"real."

Dekan nodded.

that's it.

Zestel took two steps and asked a question.

Dekan patiently answered her, with a mix of amusement and exasperation.

The two engaged in a question-and-answer session.

I don't know how many times I repeated this along the way.

Until finally returning to the church in the town.

[Dekan character illustration]

Dekan's official character art!

Due to Hedgehog Cat's restrictions, images must be compressed to below 500KB before posting, so the resolution will be much lower than the original. Images will also be shared in the book club groups: Group 1: 948957812, Group 2: 891852279. High-resolution images can be found in the group files.

There are still Chloex and Morion's character art and a large illustration to be released.

Extra Chapter 08: Dekan decides to visit a friend.

After safely bringing Zestellila back to the church, the town doctor, Dekan, finished his easy morning work and leisurely began his journey home.

The midday sun shone on him, giving him a warm feeling and making him even more eager for lunch and afternoon tea.

Along the way, Dekan walked through familiar streets, admiring the flowers and plants by the roadside and the noisy children.

When the nearby residents saw him, they greeted him with smiles and friendly greetings.

They knew that this doctor was dedicated to protecting everyone's health.

Not long after.

When Dekan arrived at his doorstep, he pushed it open, and the familiar wooden door made a gentle, deep sound, as if welcoming him home.

He took off his coat and hung it on the coat hook by the door.

Then, as I walked into the house, I smelled the aroma of food filling the air.

His wife had already prepared lunch for the two of them for today.

"Sorry, I got home a little late."

Dekan smiled apologetically and walked toward the dining table.

"Yes, I've tied that thing up and locked it in the basement for you."

Cornelia was sitting at the dining table, resting her chin on her hands and looking at him, seemingly having been waiting for him to come home for a little while.

Fortunately, Dekan is always punctual.

"Because I had a little one with me at the time, I couldn't take care of that cloaked woman myself, so I had to trouble you."

Dekan said as he sat down at the dining table.

"It's okay. I haven't moved my shoulders in a long time either. Consider it a workout."

Cornelia stretched slightly.

It reminded me of those two days in the desolate old house in the mountains; beating up vampires with Dekan was a great exercise.

During lunch, the two chatted casually from time to time.

Stable and peaceful.

……

"Later, we'll probably have to interrogate that guy in the basement too."

Dekan sighed.

"Sigh, if I could, I really wouldn't want to do this old job again."