Raised in Dungeon

Felicia's fique was mounting. Judgment happened when she happened to be strolling through town, and then an annoying paladin accosted her. Plus, she had used her god's blessing on a sinner once.

So, she went to the city's market area and shopped for clothes and lots of delicious food until late afternoon.

They didn't realize that they had walked too far from the square. So they now had to walk quite a distance to get to their carriage. The one carrying the bags was Rachel. Allen refused to carry the bags to be careful in case someone attacked them.

On their way, Rachel recalled what Felicia had done earlier. Maybe it was a good thing to do, but it was quite inappropriate for society.

'If it's a peasant, it might still be okay. A sinner, on the other hand, does not deserve to be healed by a lady, especially if it requires her to use her god's blessing, which can only be used twice a day. Lady, in the future, she should be able to control herself when using her god's blessings,' thought Rachel.

Sinners would eventually be healed by the church as well. The judgment from the beginning was only for deterrence and to remove the sins of those around them who were also affected by their actions. Although their healing would not be as perfect as the lady's God blessing, at least they should still be able to live with it. If they couldn't, they could stay in the church, becoming workers who helped the priest in the church.

Allen was also confused by Felicia's actions, which always contradicted with her words. She was putting others down with her words, but her act also saved others.

'What a strange human,' thought Allen. Allen wasn't familiar with other humans, but at least he knew that Felicia was a different type. He was looking at everyone when Felicia healed the sinners, and none of them looked happy.

"Give it to us!"

"No, kid! Please! Don't."

"Hurry up and give it! Hurry up! Give it to me!"

There was a noise to their left. Felicia saw three boys about her age or maybe a little older trying to grab the food of an old woman who looked like a beggar.

Rachel looked at Felicia's face, and she could tell that Felicia was going to help the old woman, so she immediately pulled Felicia's hand and said,

"No Lady!" All her luggage fell.

"Let go, Rachel."

"No, I won't let go. Lady Isabelle asked us to go home immediately before night, we can't waste our time here."

"Allen, can you take care of that?" asked Felicia.

"Why? My job is to protect you, not to help others. They have nothing to do with me." Allen replied coldly.

Felicia felt disappointed in Allen. She felt a little bit that Allen was a good boy because he had tried to save her from the paladins earlier. She knew it was Allen's job to protect her, but Felicia still thought that he might have done it not out of duty but because he saw her troubled.

Felicia pulled her hand hard out of Rachel's hand.

"Wait! Lady!"

'If you save everyone, then there will be no end to it, Lady."

Then she ran towards the children and kicked one of them until they fell.

"What are you doing!" shouted Felicia.

"Huh? Who are you?"

"I'm a noble! The daughter of Earl Boldenville!"

The children looked confused, looking at each other.

"Huh? Who? Do you know her?" everyone shook their heads, not knowing who she was.

Felicia pointed at them one by one.

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"I told you to be nice to old people!"

"This old woman has plenty of food, but she won't share it with us!"

"So that is why you want to steal them? Do you think it's honorable to steal from others instead of your own efforts?"

"honor- what? You're so noisy, woman!"

One of them was about to hit Felicia, but Felicia managed to dodge.

'Their movements are much slower than Theo's.'

Felicia kicked him, and they were pushed down.

"Damn you!" Then they started picking up rocks,

"Wait! No, you'll hit this old woman!"

"I don't care!" They threw the stones, and all of them were received by Felicia.

Blood came out of Felicia's head.

"Huh? Is this my blood?"

"LADY FELICIA!" Rachel screamed and dashed over there.

"Hahaha, you deserve it!" the boys said with a satisfied laugh.

Then suddenly

*WOOOSH

*BAM

Suddenly Allen was already there, and he was now stomping the boy's body on the ground so hard.

"Don't hurt her," Allen said with a cold face.

"AAKH! Aaa A! a!" The boy couldn't even talk because his body hurt too much… His face was pale, and his eyes widened severely, vomit came out of his mouth.

"What the hell is he doing!"

"Run! Let's tell auntie!"

The other two ran away. Likewise, the old woman also left.

"Allen, stop!" shouted Felicia.

"What do you mean? Why should I stop? He's hurting you. He should be ready to be hurt back if he hurts someone else. And if he knows but does it anyway, he should be strong enough to fight back."

Allen took the boy's right hand and pulled him up.

"AAAKAHKHAKHK!!!H!!!!" The child screamed unbelievably. He strangely did not faint; once again, he vomited.

*CRACK

Allen had broken his hand and it appeared that it would no longer function properly.

Felicia fell. It was the first time she had seen something so brutal happen in front of her, other than judgment. But this wasn't a judgment; this was purely hurting someone else out of displeasure.

"Lady!" Rachel held Felicia's body and wiped the blood from her head.

"Pol!" Then, from the right, a woman shouted, calling out "Pol," which was the child's name.

The woman's face was pale and wrinkled; her hair was tangled; her shirt was dirty; and her eye bags were black. She looked as tired as if she had just gotten home from work, but she still ran over to her son, who Allen was hurting.

"Allen, get away from there!" shouted Felicia.

Allen then let go of the boy's hand, leaving him in pain.

Felicia was ready to apologize to the mother.

When the mother arrived, she held her son's drooping body, looking at her son's broken and bleeding right hand. She hugged her son tightly

"Pol! Pol! My son!" she cried, but only temporarily.

The mother then immediately let go of the child. And looked at Felicia.

Allen was again prepared to attack the mother if she intended to hurt Felicia.

But no, the mother immediately bowed down to Felicia.

"Huh?" Felicia was confused.

'What's wrong with this woman?" she thought.

The mother didn't look angry; instead, she bowed down in front of Felicia and said

"Ple-please forgive this child, beloved high noble. He is my only child and my only family. Please forgive him, li-lidy"

It seemed like they were peasants who couldn't even pronounce "lady" properly.

Felicia could not say anything. She was ready to accept his anger, but she apologized to Felicia instead.

This is how the noble and the peasant are related.

A peasant has absolutely no rights in front of the nobility.

Since Felicia was silent, the mother grabbed her child again. Then she slapped him repeatedly.

"Mo...mom! I…it hurts! It… hur…hurts!" His child's suffering face now looked even more crazed and severe.

"If it's not enough, I'll do this until you're satisfied, so please, spare our lives!"

"STOP! THAT IS ENOUGH!" Felicia shouted, crying.

"HE'S YOUR CHILD! DON'T DO IT TO YOUR OWN CHILD!" she screamed again.

Using the blood flowing through her head, Felicia used her god's blessing.

"Wh-what's this lidy?" asked the mother

"Just shut up in there! You want me to let you live, right?!"

She surrounded them, and the flowers grew.

"Now you are in my garden."

This time Felicia also went into her garden to heal herself.

Then slowly, the child healed. His broken hand mended, and his wounds disappeared.

"Mom!!!" the child cried as she hugged his mother.

The mother then looked at Felicia.

"Thank you!" she said, but Felicia didn't answer. She was the one who should be blamed for Allen's actions from the beginning.

Felicia was breathing heavily, her body sweating. It was the second time she had used her God's blessing; the circle and time it was rewinding were also quite far, so it was draining her mana and stamina.

Allen then approached her.

"Are you stupid? Why did you do that? You've been hurt by them, of course, they'll be hurt back. After I've seen the reactions of others and heard it from you so many times, I'm now sure how the nobles and peasants stand. The peasants should be subservient to the nobles and always serve the nobles. As for you, you healed them instead; doesn't this mean that you serve them?" He said it with a flat expression, and from his face, Felicia could tell that Allen didn't even feel any guilt at all. He was like a golem who only obeyed his master's orders.

"Who...who are you said stupid?! You stupid!" Rachel held Felicia's body; she looked exhausted and almost fainted, but she forced herself to speak.

"So if they hurt you, you'll hurt them back?

Then if they eat shit, you'll eat shit too?

Why... why are you just taking the bad? Isn't it true that they'll be nice to us if we're nice to them?

What you have done is exaggerated; this kind of punishment is too much; he can't even fight back, but you're still hurting him. There's no way I'm going to stand by and watch people get hurt when I have the ability to heal them. No way! No way I could do that!"

Felicia forced her body out of Rachel's grip and fell in front of Allen's body. Felicia then hit Allen's body repeatedly as the water came out of her eyes.

"Then you... why... why can you easily hurt others?

​ I don't understand.

I don't understand.

Why does everyone hurt others so easily when they don't want to be hurt either?

Hey... tell me... Allen.. if it is you... why you can hurt others... Why do your eyes look like that? I know those eyes. It's the same look my father gave me when he saw me. That face is a cold and uncaring face that has deep hatred in it. Do you enjoy hating others?

Does what you're doing make you happy? What are you, Allen? Your mother is a monster, and you're a human. Did you misinterpret yourself as human? You're actually a monster, are you? You do not care about human life because you were raised by a monster, right? Why did you hate humans that much?!"

Allen held Felicia's hand, who kept hitting him.

"I hate humans... because they took my mother's life." Then Allen remembered what good things Lavinia had done for him in the dungeon, which means not every human is terrible. But still, his hatred toward humans exists deep in his heart. And then he remembered how the monsters had almost raped Lavinia.

"I hate monsters too," Allen continued, still looking at Felicia with his cold, red eyes.

"Don't look at me with those eyes..." Felicia finally fainted.

"Lady..." muttered Rachel while holding Felicia's body.

"Let me carry her," said Allen.

Allen carried Felicia on his back. Rachel picked up the fallen bags, and they walked together.

"Hey, umm, Felicia's maid."

"I'm Rachel."

"Rachel..."

'I have never felt comfortable with older women.'

"I still don't understand her actions. Actually, I understand this girl's logic a little. But I still don't understand why she would bother helping others like that. Even though she's a noble, she has no right to do so."

Rachel bowed her head,

"Lady is a very kind person... She's always been mistreated by those around her, so she's never had any friends. Instead of seeking vengeance for their poor treatment, Lady chooses to be kind to others in the hopes that they will also be kind to her.

"But if that's the case, she shouldn't speak arrogantly to others."

"Lady had a peasant friend once. And their relationship ended when they discovered that lady was a noble. It turned out that others bullied the child who was friends with a lady because he was friends with a noble. That is why she is tired of friendship; rather than blending in and causing others to suffer, she should keep her distance from others. Nonetheless, his overly kind character has not changed. Or, more accurately, she was too naive. She shouldn't have put herself in such danger to help others."

Allen recalled back on Felicia's actions all day. Felicia was selfish if it involved small things, but if someone else was hurt, she didn't mind doing anything for that person.

Felicia's words and Felicia's desperate face when she saw him made Allen feel somewhat guilty, and he felt touched. Felicia's words were similar to what his mother had said, not to hate other humans.

All the way home, Allen couldn't stop thinking about Felicia's crying face.

"Such a stupid and annoying girl. Your face becomes ugly when you cry."