The Artist Who Paints Dungeon

Chapter 142



Gio wasn’t hurt that people were afraid of him.

‘It’s understandable they might be scared.’

Even before the Great Catastrophe, there had been plenty who feared Sergio.

His stiff, seemingly regressed facial muscles hardly knew how to smile. He didn’t enjoy social activities much either, so his range of action was narrow. On top of that, Gio, who placed unusual importance on manners, was someone hard to get close to lightly.

Maybe because of that, just when it felt like people had gotten used to him, there would always be someone new who feared him.

‘They said the atmosphere was scary...’

Always expressionless, absurdly tall, and always dressed in a black suit.

‘Black is such an easy, convenient color to wear.’

Though it was both a personal preference and a practical choice, plenty of people were still frightened by Gio’s appearance. He was aware that he didn’t give off a particularly approachable impression.

“......”

Still, when they were this scared of him, even Gio couldn’t help feeling uneasy.

“Are we almost there?”

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