Raised in Dungeon
Chapter 159 Responsibility

"What are you trying to do?! Are you stupid?! Are you going to kill that girl?! You'll only give her family high hopes! And it will be the most painful thing for them once the girl dies!"

"Master, I have no intention of letting Iva die."

"You've gone too far!"

The argument had raged ever since Allen declared his intention to save Iva and her two babies. His words brought hope to the devastated family, who had given up all hope of seeing their loved one survive.

Yesterday, after Iva relied on Allen and declared her trust in him, Allen immediately said,

"You can't eat this dish for now. It's not good or worth eating. I'll come here again tomorrow."

"Allen! That's enough! Stop talking nonsense!" shouted Rodion.

"Master, I'll do it... I'll try to save her," Allen said.

Allen's first step was to ensure Iva received wholesome and nutritious food. With that in mind, he was up early the next morning, rushing to the kitchen and gathering different ingredients. The noise he made woke Rodion, who was upstairs, and they quickly found themselves in a heated argument.

"Are you going to bring the ingredients here? I don't care if you can pay or not. The issue is that we're saving those ingredients for the month of water. If you use that, then we can't survive later."

-Puk

Out of nowhere, a potato fell under Allen.

"Wh-what?" said Rodion in shock.

Then

-plok plok plok plok pluk

Countless potatoes began falling from Allen's scarf, leaving Rodion in shock.

"Master, this is this scarf's ability. I can use my mana to double whatever this scarf eats. This way, you won't have to think about starvation on the water month."

Rodion picked up the fallen potato and then looked at it carefully.

"This is indeed a potato. I can't believe this kind of god's blessings existed."

Rodion was thinking of the skill that he thought was Allen's god's blessing. With that skill, he could have imitated all the materials around him, including gold and money. Putting aside the gold, if his ability could duplicate everything, why did he need to put those materials in a bag?

"Why don't you just double the salt and vegetables? that way, you don't have to take the food in this kitchen," Rodion said.

Allen pulled an apple from his scarf and tossed it to Rodion.

"Try eating that apple."

After Rodion tried the apple, he said

"It tastes bland."

"Right, it's bland. I can create many things, but the taste will be bland once I try to create food.

Peter and Iva said she should take care of her nutrition and health. So I'm afraid that if I create food from this ability, it might not have the same perfect nutrition as the fruit flavor. This is the limit of this ability, and I can't risk giving Iva unfit food."

Rodion approached Allen, then

-BUG

He punched Allen in the face.

"Are you awake?" Rodion asked with an angry face.

Allen could have dodged the punch, but he chose not to.

Sighing, Allen said

"Master… How about you? Are you awake? If emotions control you, you won't think clearly."

"Who the hell is not thinking clearly here?! Are you daft? You don't know how their family's mentality is when given great expectations like yesterday. If you overestimate the hope you give them, the despair they'll receive later will be monumental! And who's going to take responsibility?! Answer me that, damn it!"

"The despair you say is only created if Iva really dies; I will try to make her live."

"I TOLD YOU THAT'S IMPOSSIBLE! A rancid kid like you who just arrived in this world and just learned about pregnancy, there is no way you can do something about it.

About nutrition and health, what do you know? Giving her a lot of food doesn't mean she'll be healthy! What if you're just giving her more fat and more carbs than she should have?! What if you just increased the glucose in her body?! What if you give her foods that are abstinent for pregnant women?!

Have you thought of all the possibilities?!" Rodion's shout was not loud, but it was deafening. His exhausted and hoarse voice as he shouted showed how explosively angry he was now at Allen.

Allen looked at Rodion's face, still with the same expression, full of passion but also full of despair; he also didn't know what to do, but he still wanted to keep trying.

"Why do you want to save her so badly? You weren't even their friend before. You didn't even care much about other people's lives before."

After a few silent pauses, Allen replied with a slightly trembling voice,

"She was a mother that I might have wished for.

Looking at Iva, I felt the warmth of my mother again when she was with me. I want to protect her, see her give birth to a child, and see her survive. I want to see the moments of a mother holding her baby.

Does Master really not want to help her?"

"If I could, I would too."

"But you can! I need your help, Master. Iva needs it!"

"I'm old; I can't do anything."

"Master..." Allen put down the bag he was holding, then said,

"You must know something, right? Perhaps... you're an other-worlder?"

Allen's question made Rodion's eyes widen in surprise.

"If so, I need your help. Don't you have any knowledge from your world?"

Without answering him convolutedly, Rodion already knew he couldn't run away and replace another excuse anymore. Maybe Allen is really convinced now.

"When did you realize it?" asked Rodion.

"I realized just now that when you said words I couldn't understand, glucose, carbohydrate, fat, and then somehow you were so sure that I would make a mistake, as you know something about pregnancy."

"That's not proof that I'm an other-worlder."

"It's just one of the proofs. All this time, I've seen your unusual movements. The way you walk, etc., your habits are very different from Peter's family and the families I visited before. It's as if you have a different culture from them.

As for your language, I'm sure that phrases aren't the language of this world. Your tavern's name, Drugoymir Restaurant. I asked our customers about that, and they didn't know what drugoymir means. Your surprised reaction makes me certain that you're an other-worlder."

"There is still a possibility I am from another kingdom with a different culture," Rodion answered.

"Eh? There are other kingdoms than Wildenhall?!"

Rodion was once again surprised, then regretted all the words he had said so far.

'I was caught off guard; I didn't expect that he wouldn't know that there are other countries besides Wildenhall. That means I just revealed my own identity to him. Innocence is really scary.'

Allen wasn't done yet; he continued

"Last, my hair. You're the one who secretly changed my hair color, right? How did you do it? I've tried to cut that white hair many times, but it grows back as soon as I sleep. That means you didn't cut it; you used something, probably your blessing. And you did it when I was sleeping. The only person who can enter my room while I sleep is you, Master.

I'm sure you can also change your own hair color; you hide your black hair from others."

Rodion sighed once more, then turned his body back toward Allen. Allen interpreted that as Rodion's rejection.

For Allen, Rodion was his last card; he was sure that Rodion knew something, so he believed he could save Iva. Now that hope was gone, and he had to go it alone.

A new sack floated towards him; Allen caught it, then confusedly looked towards the person who threw it.

"You'll have to work hard this time; let's prepare, we'll bring many things," Rodion said.

Allen, at that moment, smiled and shed a few tears.

"Master..."

"I wasn't a doctor in my world, but my job forced me to learn a little about it. At least I know what things are good for pregnant women."

Rodion turned his body back around, looking at Allen smolderingly in front of him.

"Allen, what you're about to do right now has a big responsibility. This responsibility is not something you can pay for like the hoe you broke. Even your life will not be enough to pay for this.

If Iva dies, you will be blamed for her death.

Even so, are you still going to save her?"

Allen wiped his tears, then, with a strong determination, he answered,

"Iva said that she believed me, who believes in her safety. If I don't believe in her safety, then I will disappoint Iva.

So, I didn't think that she would die at all.

I believe she will be saved, and I will make that happen!"

Rodion walked to Allen, looking at his face for a long time. And then,

He touched Allen's shoulder and said,

"You've changed, Allen."