Becoming a God Starts with Acting

Drake led the way into the dining hall. When he stepped inside, he immediately spotted the younger brother of the two counts—the man sitting in place all this time, never once stepping outside.

The younger brother of the two counts had an astonishingly oversized body. He was so massive and gigantic that even the chair he sat on was a special one, four times the size of a regular chair. Hearing footsteps, he slowly turned his head. Despite his obesity, his features appeared much younger than his two older brothers—he likely wasn't even thirty yet.

As he sluggishly turned, the layers of fat on his face sagged, causing his swollen, slit-like eyes to struggle open. "Have the detectives arrived yet? I'm so hungry, brother."

His voice was as unpleasant as ever, and combined with his tone, it almost felt as if the meal he had been waiting for wasn't the food on the table but the detectives themselves.

Strangely enough, his expression was gentle. Upon noticing Drake, he shrank back slightly, afraid of strangers, attempting to hide behind his brothers—even though he was twice the size of both counts combined.

How bizarre. The others couldn't help but think so.

[Haizzz, in the end, Leo is still a pitiful soul…]

[Hahaha, after devouring countless humans, there are still people who feel sorry for him? Maybe he was pitiful at first, but after all this time, I'd say he's long since been assimilated into his monstrous brothers!]

[Exactly. No monster is truly pitiable—it's all just a performance they put on. Let's see who Leo "devours" first this time. I'm really looking forward to this scenario since Captain Drake is in this scenario.]

Silvanus skimmed through the comments, realizing that Leo was likely the excessively overweight younger brother of the two counts.

It seemed Leo would be the key to triggering some rule.

At that moment, the two counts had already taken their seats beside Leo, their expressions filled with remorse. "Sorry for making you wait, Leo. Everyone is here now—you can eat."

The moment the count finished speaking, Leo seemed to have been switched on like a mechanism. He immediately began ravenously devouring the various meats on the table. Grease and bright red sauce smeared across his face, making him look filthy and somewhat grotesque as if what he was eating wasn't just ordinary meat.

And yet, the two counts gazed at Leo with affectionate eyes, even offering him their portions. Then, one of them turned to Drake and the others, smiling warmly. "Our little brother is still growing and eats more than usual. Leo, slow down a little."

Little brother?

Fiona glanced at Ron, silently questioning.

Ron shrugged.

Just then, Drake suddenly picked up his portion of meat and handed it to Leo, saying, "Then he can have ours, too."

Contrary to expectations, the counts did not grow angry. Instead, they smiled as if deeply grateful for Drake's gesture. "What a kind-hearted detective."

Leo did not stop eating, stuffing food into his mouth as if terrified that someone would take it away. However, even as he chewed, he still managed to roll his eyes at Drake and utter a vague word of thanks.

Mason couldn't help but wonder—was the meat really that delicious?

But Mason hurriedly did the same when he saw the others following Drake's lead and handing their portions to Leo.

The two counts seemed delighted by their actions, smiling so widely that their eyes nearly disappeared. "As expected, all of you detectives are good people. Let's eat."

Drake and the others soon noticed that the two counts never touched the meat throughout the meal. They only ate bread and vegetables.

Drake did not move his utensils. Instead, he glanced at the others and said, "If you're hungry, eat the bread."

The others remained silent, acknowledging the unspoken warning.

Time passed strangely quickly. The sky had already darkened by the time the count's family had finished their meal.

The count with the mole under his right eye looked at Drake's group and smiled. "The third floor is where we reside. You may choose any room on the second floor. Our younger brother values peace, so we ask you not to make any noise at night."

He was about to leave when Fiona suddenly spoke up. "Wait a moment. Count, aren't you going to share some information about the investigation?"

The count sighed in frustration, rubbing his forehead. "Ah, yes, I almost forgot. This has been troubling us a great deal lately. Strange noises keep occurring at night in the castle, disturbing our younger brother's sleep. Watching him lose weight from insomnia has truly worried us! We hope you detectives can find the culprit behind these disturbances."

Mason glanced at Leo's bloated body and wondered how the count could believe he was losing weight.

Meanwhile, Drake narrowed his eyes slightly, his gaze turning sharp. They didn't want the detectives to leave their rooms, yet the so-called culprit only appeared at night. These monsters were playing mind games.

Fiona smiled and nodded. "Understood. We'll do our best to find whoever is causing trouble."

The count smiled in satisfaction. In moments like this, his eyes gleamed with calculation and anticipation. This monster wasn't even bothering to keep up the pretense. It was merely waiting for a human to break the rules—so it could pounce and tear them apart.

At that moment, Drake suddenly moved at lightning speed, vanishing from where he stood.

His movements were so fast that only an afterimage remained. Simultaneously, Leo's massive body collapsed without warning. Despite his sheer weight, he fell swiftly and completely soundlessly.

If Drake had been an ordinary person, he wouldn't have been able to dodge in time—he would have been crushed.

Leo's heavy body slammed into the floor. He opened his mouth and immediately burst into loud, wailing sobs. "Brother, it hurts so much! Huhuhuhu, brother!"

His voice was ear-piercing, so loud that it made the castle tremble. Mason could see dust falling from the ceiling!

Mason scowled at Leo, his eyes filled with disdain and disgust.

Drake stood to the side, watching as the two counts rushed forward to comfort Leo. The veins on his forehead bulged as if he might leap forward and slit Leo's throat at any moment.

The fact that he had managed to hold back from drawing his sword until now was already a miracle.

"Next time, be more careful," one of the counts said, helping Leo up. "Come now, let's go upstairs and apply some medicine…"

They quickly disappeared up the stairs.

Mason muttered under his breath, "With how fat that guy is, how could he feel any pain? This whole family is insane."

If he could, he would leave this Dungeon immediately. The real danger hadn't even appeared yet, but that only made him more anxious and restless—an irritation that had no logical cause.

Drake glanced at Mason, then turned and took the lead. "Meet in my room."

[Since this is a unique Dungeon, this is the first time I've seen Drake being this patient. It's hilarious, hahaha!]

[So the monster chose Captain Drake as its first target… too bad it missed.]

[Oh my god, Captain Drake is so cool! I knew he wouldn't fall for a trap!]

[If Drake got caught by Leo, that would be ridiculous. He's way too strong to die on the first night. His fans would roast the showrunners alive, hahaha.]

[Which is precisely why I'm curious—how will Drake die? I can't wait to see it!]

[Did Mason insult Leo? Oh, he's going to die first.]

[I don't like Mason much either. Newbies are always annoying. It's rare to see a rookie as competent as the first generation of humans. Haizz, the producers should create a better new character!]

Silvanus read through the comments and analyzed the information.

It seemed that touching Leo might trigger a specific rule that led to death. Moreover, insulting Leo could be a potential death flag if one wasn't careful.

There was no doubt about it—Leo was the center of this Dungeon.