Dungeon Defense (WN)

This is an if/if display. It's okay to skip those who hate bed endings.

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Ending conditions

1. The Salsen Town Adventure Party would have an average liking of 30 or more.

2. Dantalian's notoriety shall be 100 or less.

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‘No, we can't win. ’

I bite my teeth. I didn't know much. There are only two Goblins I can hire. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't beat 15 adventurers.

‘Wouldn't it be better... to ask them for mercy? ’

It was much better than not having rebelled and forgotten all the goodwill I had accumulated. Come to think of it, there was no reason to defend the dungeon. First and foremost, life. It would be bad to rely on the favors of the enemy to survive.

I desperately attracted them. I thought I'd at least scream when I saw them cheering for 500 gold. Luckily, they dragged me to the city alive without killing me. The city's management paid me a high price for my adventurers.

“Sir, ”

“Hmm? What's going on? ”

“So what happens to the Demon King now? ”

Reef cautiously asked. I felt that he was worried about me. Over the past few days, the Adventure Party and I have become intimate. Although he sold me out for a living, he seemed concerned about my conscience.

“Aren't you being publicly executed? ”

“Well, if the notoriety had been a little high, it would have been an example. ”

My moustache looked at me sharply. I was handcuffed to a pair of hard handcuffs.

“He may be the Demon King, but he's not much known for his name. ”

“Well, yes. So you can avoid the death penalty right now? ”

“Perhaps so. In the end, the mayor will decide. ”

Reef sighs of relief. I also felt at ease. I surrendered to live, but if I die, it was the preaching of the Bible. On the other hand, I was a little grateful to Reef for taking the risk and asking how I was doing. Of course, the Adventure Party was the one who caught me. But, technically, whoever dropped me into this world was wrong, and they weren't wrong to jump in before trying to overcome their miserable lives in any way. How do they know I'm not the Demon King in the first place?

The adventure squad has left the bureau. They and I said goodbye with our eyes. We were close and clear for about a week, but the proper farewell was last night when we were drinking. Afterwards, the caretaker put me in a solitary confinement cell.

Life spans about three months with concrete, hard biscuits and a little dirty water. Your stomach is in trouble, but you'll be fine soon enough. Recovery has improved since becoming the Demon King. Even my right foot, which had become a mess, was healed by itself. It was amazing.

“Hey, come on out. ”

The sickness said, I opened my eyes with difficulty. Beyond the bars, a long face of soup stared at me. That was the voice of someone I had heard in three months. Although there was a boy who brought bread and water every day, he was mute.

After a few days in prison, this was the place where those who committed serious crimes were imprisoned, such as traitors and conspirators. There were many who kept secrets that no one else should know. That is why the mute boy became especially rationed. The boy was like a king in prison, and it was entirely up to him whether or not he would give him the bread and water that had come down from above. Those living in prison had no choice but to take the boy as their master, regardless of his identity and age. Prisoners from the nobles, who were probably in solitary prison across the street, blasphemed and scolded the boy in the first place. It took less than two days for him to call the boy "Confucius." If I didn't want to die in a damp, wet dungeon because the sun didn't rise properly, I had to eat a dirty, hard biscuit.

“I do.”

And I said, However, what came out of his mouth was a hissing. It's been a long time since I wanted to talk to you, so I felt so weak. I coughed a few times before barely moulding the language.

“Where am I going...? ”

“I don't care where I go. Just get out of there. I don't care if it's your taste that you want to rot in there your whole life. ”

I stood up with my knees braced. I almost lost my knee a few times on the way, but I barely survived. I don't know about hell yet, but I don't think it's as bad as the dungeon. I was drawn to the sickness. Just before I got out of prison, I told the sicario.

“A boy who delivers bread and water to prisoners. They deliberately confiscated the rations. ”

“What?"

“We didn't give them the bread and water they deserved. Quite often. That's why Frank died last week. ”

The soldier's impression crumpled like a newspaper. I got out of prison and loaded onto the wagon. I was riding on a chariot of black paint without a window, and I was joyful without a sound of revenge on the mute boy. At least two eyes will open because you have worn the articles of the palace for a reason. The girl was clearly going to live her whole life as a deaf and blind woman.

My arrival was in slavery. Slavery is a legitimately recognized trade in the country, and recent epidemics have left Burgians and nobles short-handed and busy buying day-to-day slavery. Thanks to this, the slave laborer here was also a holy monument. With more demand than supply, the price of slavery was rising two or three times in a week. Among them, the slave masters I entered were auction houses exclusively for nobles, handling only rare slaves.

“I don't know when anchovies started walking on land like animals. ”

The Auction House representative frowns.

“I can't do this. The nobles know what they're worth, but they have no idea how they're worth. Idiots. Hey, make him look presentable in a month. ”

After that day, I was given good food. To increase value as a product. I felt like a goose eating food, knowing it would soon become foie gras. However, my eyes were turned upside down as I had just lived with a rotten biscuit. It's been a month. The Auction House representative gladly nodded at my moderately fat figure.

“The slaves I'm about to introduce to you, amazingly! He is the second in line to become the Duke of Farnese, the reigning supreme authority in Sardinia! ”

The Auction House was the place to rebuild and renovate the ruined Opera. The nobles sat in the seats and opera boxes and watched the stage. There was no difference between an opera and an auction house except that slaves were sold onstage and all customers were wearing masks.

“His name is Duke Laura de Farnese! ”

In the middle of the stage was a blonde girl. Even though the white innards were all shining on me, the girl was beaten. Rather, I looked at the eyes of the nobles on the other side of the stage, raising their chins. The noises of the nobles crouch in my ears, waiting backstage.

“In the last war on fireworks.... ”

“I'm afraid of the order of the Temple. Farnese in the underworld... ”

“You're more beautiful than they say. ”

Laura de Farnese.

It's a name I remember. The main character in the dungeon attack is a human force who is hostile to the main character. Thanks to this, the protagonist has to fight the Horsemen while also fighting the same Humans. It is a military presence in the Frankish Empire and Britannia, where the protagonist belongs. I had a huge grudge against the gamers because of the bullying of the protagonist, but I was successful in securing a small number of manias with a beautiful appearance and tragic family history.

I see. The former office knew that it was sold as a child to a slave shop in Sardinia. The slave master was right here... or a dungeon fishing memory just flowed out of my head. I laughed at him because I was ridiculous. What would they do if they knew the inside of the game? There's nothing I can do.

Laura was sold for a high price. It was 2000 gold. It was a great price, given the high price of 500 gold.

If there's one thing I've learned since I've been sold to Humans, it's that the price of monsters you can hire in a dungeon is damn high. How can a humble Goblin win 250 Gold? If this world was also as difficult as the game, the game developer who set this difficulty level should have bitten his tongue and dived into the sea in front of Incheon. I was willing to push my back if I didn't want to.

Laura leaves the stage in full swing. Laura may not know it, but she is now sold to the palace white of the Kingdom of Brittany. For the next decade or so, she commits a crime against the palace white man day and night. The White Sky seeks to use her political successor, who was second in line to the Farnese family, to pillage what was once the land of Farnese, while simultaneously coveting her beautiful body endlessly. Laura, who had been sharpening her blade for ten years, betrayed her and killed her.

‘Please torture the warrior's son. ’

To me, being the Demon King, warriors are now my worst enemy. Laura ridiculously bullies such warriors to the end of the game. I watched as long as I could be her back.

“Well, then. Ladies and gentlemen."

The facilitator said in a slightly excited voice. He rubs his hands like a swan fly. A moderately amplified voice was conveyed to every corner of the opera by the magic tools.

“The highlight of today's auction is finally here. Some of you may already have heard the rumors. I can only imagine that many people have visited our auction house for this product. Yes, this is an unprecedented rarity. A big round of applause! ”

A caretaker punched me in the back. I groaned and went onstage. The reed, like the deterioration, echoed through the entire 3500 opera in the garden.

“The Devil who drove the human race into a pit of horror! The Demon King Dantalian, whose vile name was rightfully placed in 71st place! ”

Thereafter the memories are fragmented. The moderator constantly said something to raise the price, and the nobles roamed around to buy me like a butterfly lured by the light.

“The starting price is 10,000 gold! ”

10,000 gold. My heart aches. If I had that kind of money, I wouldn't be standing here like this. I wouldn't be stuck in a dungeon, melting biscuits with needles for a whole month, or raising them like pigs in a slave farm. While I was in the middle of an unknown meeting, my price rose to heaven. 20,000 gold, 25,000 gold, 40,000 gold…… Finally, when someone called 100,000 gold, the frenzy finally ended. The moderator calls out in an excited voice 100,000 gold in a row. 100,000 gold! 100,000 gold! Great! You won! …….

Where I bought myself was the empire of the Habsburg Empire. The Habsburg imperial court used me to entertain precious guests or to enhance the entertainment of the ball. For me, a permanent magician was engraved on my back. It was a mark of slavery.

“Hahaha! The wine the Demon King poured is very special! ”

“Your Majesty! ”

“Your Majesty, forgive me for my disrespect! ”

Clown.

It's a toy.

Sometimes, sex slavery.

Time passes. The Demon King doesn't seem to age. No matter how much time passed, my face remained the same as before. Such a characteristic of me was an attractive reflection on the imperial people. Let's say we have a toy that doesn't break no matter how much we play with it.

The imperial court was not the only fancy and bright ball. There is another ball in the shadow behind you. Unlike the palace maidens who were composed of the children of the nobles, at the ball behind them, Demihumans and Elves from all over the world were watching.

Among them were the Elves. When my wife was raped, my husband couldn't stand it and tried to escape. At first, I endured it, because I knew enough about what they were up to. But it wasn't just rape…… his husband couldn't stand it when his wife's body was defiled in all kinds of ways in the world. In the beginning, the rules of the Dance "You mustn't wear clothes" were an insult to noble Elves.

“Don't run away. ”

I advised. I had become something like a spokesperson for the court slaves. Since he was the longest 'surviving' slave, maybe it was natural. The average survival here is less than fifty days.

“Thank you for the advice. But I can't stand it. ”

“Don't you see the elves' habits? It's not intentional. I'll wait for the day you escape. You can bet my life on it. ”

“I know. ”

“And yet you want to run away? ”

The elf nods.

“There are more precious things in the world than life. ”

“...... Never run to the south. As far north as you can. I'll show you my way. ”

The Elves have escaped.

I was captured in six hours.

I didn't know if I should admire the fact that I had survived six hours through the Imperial Guard or that the result of death was only six hours. My wife was publicly raped at the ball in the back. On that spot, my husband died. My wife also saw the scene and bit her tongue and killed herself.

I also have a reinforcement. I am responsible for managing sex slavery. As a slave ran away, I, too, could not be safe from my responsibilities. Besides, they were wondering if I wasn't the one who tipped them off. I swore I would not, but I could not believe what I said. Well, I wouldn't trust their position.

“That's pathetic.”

I heard voices. I don't know if I've heard them in days. I opened my eyes with difficulty. My eyelids didn't go up easily because of the hard blood on my face. Only a faint vision is revealed.

“Even if I apologized, you wouldn't listen. A rotten country, a rotten imperial court. However.”

I can't see the opponent's face. I could only tell that the woman's voice was blurry and I couldn't see very well, but my hair was silver. Silver hair was a symbol of the Habsburg Imperial family.

“Even an overlord with such rotten blood could kill someone. ”

Is that so?

- This woman...

“A slave who has done a disrespectful thing to the overlord has been dealt with by the overlord himself. Then there won't be a group of complaints out of their mouths. ”

“…… thank you. ”

“The hyperbole has never worked to hear gratitude. Do you have any last words, Demon King? ”

Not one last thing.

What if, though.

If I hadn't surrendered to the adventurer back then.

If I took the risk, the story would be different.

“…… be careful with the Novo Lot Change Bag. It was the man who assassinated His Holiness. ”

“ ……!? How could you, more than that, know that your ancestors were assassinated? ”

“That's it.”

The opponent is silent.

She sighs wildly.

“I was foolish. I should have saved you sooner. ”

The sound of the blade ripping from your ears echoes.

“Please rest in the other world. ”

The other side of the world.

What would happen if I died?

Is it going back to the world? Or, really.

I lost consciousness.

─ Ending no.01 (Dead Ending):

─ Ending album added.

─ Restart the game?

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Sometimes I'm going to try to end up like a dictionary.

It's the first end, so the water level is pretty weak. It's supposed to be ripped, poked, dipped, pierced and tasty. (...)