[Man-Eating Milurit], an adversarial NPC from Dark Souls I, is the hereditary "Cannibal Sister" of the Soulslike series, with one appearing in each generation.
She is almost as tenacious as Patch, but unfortunately, the Cannibal Sister isn’t very popular—though so have already drawn illustrations of her, only divine n can withstand them.
Tami stared at Milurit, wielding a large machete in one hand and a shabby wooden board shield in the other, wearing only a bandeau and loincloth, with her body being rather chubby and misshapen. He felt as if his eyes had taken a critical hit.
To top it all off, she wore a square mask, which gave off a perverted butcher vibe, making one want to ask, "Why is your head so flat?"
His intuition told him almost imdiately that the intruder in front of him wasn’t a living being but sothing akin to a residual shadow.
However...
He stared at her for a long ti, then wore a doubtful expression and asked, "She doesn’t seem that strong. Just a bit stronger than a Casas Warrior."
Though her external appearance was indeed intimidating, adventurers had seen scarier things; just a perverted butcher, nothing special.
In this world, strength is what matters. Without it, even if you wear Dragon Hunter Armor, you’ll only be ridiculed.
"You’ll see soon enough. Her scariest aspect isn’t her strength..." the rcenary showed a weary look, glancing at Elsa. "Captain, please, do it again."
Elsa nodded, and imdiately engaged Milurit. With her outfit emphasizing intimidation, her defense was no better than a paper-thin layer.
Given her average strength, Elsa easily overpowered her. Soon, a ssage appeared: [Intruder Defeated].
"Yay!" Tami cheered, but then noticed that everyone else looked even more troubled than before.
What a weird bunch.
With the Cannibal Sister dealt with, the group moved to the cluster of jars, working hard to collect food.
Because of the dynamic difficulty, they hadn’t opened many jars before encountering a Casas Warrior, and the drop rate for attack magic had significantly increased, with their damage and speed much higher than when Tami was alone!
They endured another torturous period, but at least they found so food, though not much, it could restore their stamina.
Tami watched from the side as the group struggled, initially planning to leave after eating and drinking with the rcenaries, but then...
[Red Spirit "Man-Eating Milurit" has Invaded!]
The sudden ssage stunned the eating and drinking rcenaries, making their faces turn grim once more.
The Cannibal Sister reappeared, but this ti, she didn’t swagger over openly and was instead nowhere to be seen.
The longer they couldn’t see the red figure, the more anxious and restless they beca, until finally, they heard a "bang" from the ceiling!
They looked up quickly, just in ti to see the Cannibal Sister descending from above, her sharp machete aiming straight for a rcenary!
The rcenary scread and dodged frantically but still got his arm slashed, bleeding profusely. Before the Cannibal Sister could stand her ground, she was smashed dead by a greatsword.
[Intruder Defeated]
"This..." Watching the red spirit slowly disappear and listening to the rcenary’s continuous wailing, Tami slowly understood everything.
"Is this intruder immortal!?"
"Not exactly immortal."
While applying low-tier healing magic on the wounded rcenary, Sali began to explain everything.
"It all started with that bastard nad Patch."
"That guy was so convincing, he didn’t even look like a residual shadow. At first, we were all fooled into thinking he was an adventurer who accidentally entered the dungeon."
"He tricked us into thinking there was treasure sowhere, but when we got there, we found the place full of skeleton monsters fused with wheels."
"We lost three teammates—three!—crushed to death."
"But after dealing with the monsters, we did find so treasure... so we still trusted him back then."
"Later, he recomnded a few more places, all with powerful monsters and valuable treasures. We almost got used to it. Despite so casualties, we had gains."
"But on the last occasion, he led us to a spacious room and volunteered to go upstairs to activate a chanism."
"As soon as he triggered the chanism, the floor collapsed!"
"We fell into a place like a slaughterhouse, badly injured, while that bastard mocked us from above!"
At this point, even Sali couldn’t help but clench his fists, angered just by recalling Patch’s despicable expression.
"After that, we encountered the Man-Eating Milurit, who would relentlessly invade us no matter how many tis we killed her. The intervals between her invasions have been getting shorter, there’s no escaping her!"
"She could also suddenly pop out from various corners, unguarded against."
It’s uncertain how many mbers Light Eagle Group originally had, but judging by the few remaining, they must have endured both physical and psychological tornt over the past four days.
"..." Tami had no words. This was indeed a tragic story.
If it weren’t for Patch, they probably wouldn’t have t Milurit.
But then, the na Patch sounded increasingly familiar, as if he’d heard it sowhere before...
Tami suddenly realized, recalling where he’d seen it—on the abandoned wanted list at the adventurer’s guild.
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