Flying like a butterfly, stinging like a bee, and finishing with a perfect landing, I brushed my clothes with satisfaction.

I glanced and saw Viksir Buren foaming at the mouth, writhing on the ground. His wriggling, like an overturned insect, was utterly repulsive.

“You trashy bastard.”

I snorted.

During the two days I was imprisoned, the chatty granddaughter of the innkeeper, who brought me meals, had prattled on about various things.

Among them was, of course, a story about Viksir Buren.

[Dash] The youngest lord keeps looking for new women, even though he has a wife.

[Dash] …He’s married?

[Dash] Didn’t you know? Of course, no one would gossip about that to you. He’s married, but they don’t get along well. Apparently, he dislikes his wife because she’s ugly, so he hits on pretty women. Maybe that’s why?

[Dash] …

[Dash] But you’re lucky in a way. He wants to take you as a concubine? Others were just played with and then discarded. His illegitimate children are all over the estate, haha! You’re still safe, right?

[Dash] Safe? What do you mean?

[Dash] You haven’t been bedded by the lord, have you? I saw you both going into the back alley… Oh, the door opened right after that, so you haven’t… What, are you blushing?

I thought Viksir Buren was just a simple pervert, teasing women around, but it turned out he was a despicable criminal bastard.

As the youngest son of the lord, no one had ever stopped him, and he would continue to commit crimes without hesitation.

‘I can’t let him be.’

As someone who has dealt with perverted criminals through junior high, high school, and college, I’ve had enough of them.

Today, the legendary Egg Breaker God Jinnoran has returned to punish the pervert.

I spat toward my 3324894th achievement. He was in considerable pain—obviously—and took a long time to come to his senses.

But the others wouldn’t be like that. I glanced back to see a few villagers rushing over.

“Tch.”

I clicked my tongue and sprinted towards the hill. Getting caught now would be disastrous.

Reaching the top, I saw a giant beam of light, flaunting its power.

The appearance of the door, piercing through the world, was eerily similar to what I had imagined while reading the novels. Therefore, just looking at it gave me an odd feeling.

Meanwhile, the yellow beam was gradually turning white. When this light turned completely white, a disaster would strike the village.

I had to get in there before that happened.

Because the method I chose after setting the goal to ‘meet Asphayren’ was simply to close my eyes and jump into Tronos.
In the novel “I Will Try to Change Destiny,” there is an episode where the male protagonist Ulysses is offered as a sacrifice to Tronos.

This is a very important episode that becomes the starting point of all misunderstandings and conflicts between the female and male protagonists, wrenching the hearts and stomachs of a million readers, but… what’s important right now is not that.

Anyway, Ulysses later meets his fourth cousin Asphayren, whom he didn’t even know was in Elos, and learns the secret of his birth. This was the part that needed attention.

That Ulysses, thrown into the world of monsters with his bare body, had successfully made it to Elos.

“That means there must be a door leading to Elos near the door Ulysses entered.”

And the forest where the door that Ulysses entered appeared was the same place as the forest next to this village.

If we speculate, that means there must certainly be a door leading to Elos near the door that appeared in this village.

“Moreover, in Loarkin, the Tronos scouting team patrols around the door regularly. The chance of being rescued is higher than being eaten by monsters!”

But one can’t leave it entirely to luck, so he also prepared a countermeasure against the monsters.

It was to utilize herbs with sterilizing effects.

According to what the female protagonist Bonita found out in the story, the monsters hated the smell of herbs with sterilizing effects.

So he made potpourri with piles of dried herbs and linen pieces he had obtained by bargaining with the innkeeper’s granddaughter during the two days he was trapped.

Thanks to carrying the herbs all day, his entire body was soaked with the strong smell of herbs. Not only that, but he also hung about six pieces of potpourri inside his clothes.

Now I was no different from a rice ball rolled around in a dung field to the monsters. They would never eat me.

“Preparations are perfect.”

Once again organizing the plan, he turned his gaze towards the foot of the hill. There were words to say to the village people before going in.

At the foot of the hill, the people were rolling on their feet, taking turns looking at the collapsed Vixir Buren and me. I stared at the sight indifferently and raised both hands.

And then,

“What is that kid doing right now…?”

In the midst of people’s puzzled looks, my middle fingers proudly stood up.

I heaved a big sigh.

“This—!”

And drawing energy from the tip of my toes,

“You selfish bastards—!!!”

I roared with all my might!

I can see the mouths of the village people far away falling open all at once.

Hmm, thrilling.