Dungeon Defense (WN)

00033 Iron Spent in Hell

There was pride in the words of Boov. It's like he's the one who built the city.

He was the type of person who projected his identity onto the organization. I was not an executive and I was somewhat amused by the pride of one employee, but I fell for it. Now the city landscape was much more interesting than the psychology of the opponent.

A whitewashed villa stands in line. The villa stands on either side of the alley, with a narrow alleyway lined with webbing between the building and the building opposite it. The clothing rack and blanket flew around for a long time, and they stumbled across it as if they had stumbled here. When I walked through the maze like an alley, the open square sometimes appeared. Most of the old horsemen were sitting on benches chatting.

“Hey! You're treating me like shit! ”

I heard shouting in the corner of the square. There was a small, shabby bar. It was a local bar with an open cafe, where an old man kneeled before a man.

“I'm sorry, we don't have enough.... ”

“Damn cat. I don't care about the tavern. Of course you do. I came all this way because I wanted to smell something as genuine as you. But, uh? The service was a mess, the drinks were warm, the table was dirty, and I was very upset. ”

The service is messy, the drinks are warm, and the table says dirty is going to be an indigenous fragrance, and I walk away in my mind. The old man probably thought the same thing. Violent hostility and hatred were being conveyed in real time from the old man who owned the bar.

At your side, Buff lowers his voice and whispers to me.

“…… I led you the wrong way. We're sorry to show you something unpleasant. He's better off not dealing with it. ”

“There's no need to apologize. It was you who suggested we come here. Why, is he in charge? ”

“Rather than a powerful man, he said. Look carefully at his head. ”

I realized at that moment that the feelings of the old man in the Cat tribe were being conveyed, but I could not feel the feelings of the old man at all. As Boov said, I looked at my head, and there was a little horn on the back of my head.

‘Aha. I see. ’

I understood why it was in English. I can't read human emotions. However, there was something else that I could not read emotions except humans.

“He is the 72nd Demon King, King Andromalius. ”

Wow, I've never seen the Demon King before.

By the way.

“Show your sincerity, not just your words of apology! I'm afraid it's not a Cat. I can't help but think of it as noisy as a noisy cat in the middle of the night. Huh?"

Andromalius lies at the side of the old man of the Cat.

...... It's no different from the local gangsters. I'm better than that Andromedian or Andromeda who says I'm too shy to claim that I lack such dignity or authority. I felt like I was not the only one, but I shook my head at Boov.

“Every dive bar in the neighborhood has a backpack or two. If you persecute a pub owner like that, they will retaliate as an organization. ”

“No one can stop him because he's the Demon King? ”

“That's right.”

Boov got fed up with it.

“His Holiness Andromelius lives here in Nibbleheim. They're almost always in trouble. ”

“You live here? What about Castle Marwan?”

“You leave it to your subordinates to play on the resort grounds. Rumor has it that King Andromelious' Castle is like a giant coal mine. Goblins are constantly collecting and making their own Marble Ore to enjoy luxury and pleasure here in Nibbleheim. ”

Oh, my God. Typical evil. There's a Demon King like that.

“I particularly enjoy the casino, and a few days ago he said he had lost 10,000 gold at the casino. Of course, the Goblins had to swing their pickaxes all night to collect gold. ”

“What a waste. ”

"That's an appropriate expression. ”

In the game, Andromelious appears in the tutorial. It is responsible for killing warriors easily. Only a few weakened Goblins told me to subordinate, so I was beaten by a level 1 warrior, but this situation was hidden. I used to think I was the worst Demon King in the world, and now I'm your man.

If I keep that alive, I'll just give it to the warrior for no reason. Can't I just kill him here? Events of Andromelious awaken the protagonist as a true warrior.

‘Status window.’

I checked my opponent's stats just in case.

━ ━ ━ ━ ━ ━ ━ ━ ━ ━ ━ ━ ━ ━ ━ ━ ━ ━ ━ ━

[Name] [Health] [Attack] [Defense]

- Andromelious 5 3 3

━ ━ ━ ━ ━ ━ ━ ━ ━ ━ ━ ━ ━ ━ ━ ━ ━ ━ ━ ━

"Phew!"

You're so weak!

Gosh, the lowest level golem has a stat of 7/5/5 (Health/Attack/Defense). Andromalius has an ability that is easily said to be far behind the lowest golem. Even the Demon King couldn't figure out why the people of Nibbleheim were so weak.

“Why do you let that little caterpillar do nothing? ”

“Excuse me, Your Grace. King Andromelius is also the Demon King of the Names. ”

“I have to say, it's foolish to think I'm being lifted up just because I'm the Demon King. King or not, everyone has to prove their worth. That man is nothing but a pig with a poor title. ”

I opened my eyes wide as if I was surprised by the buff.

“… That's right. But we can't naturally go against the Demon King. ”

“Naturally?”

“You didn't know. The moment the Demon tries to antagonize the Demon King, it inflicts great pain. It's so painful that I can't move a finger. ”

What the hell.

It was shocking. Then at least the Demon King won't be harmed by anyone in the Magic Cube. Humans can't invade the Horse Clan. Even if they invade, Nibbleheim cannot be defeated.

In a word, the Demon King is literally the king. Is there such a setting in Dungeon Attack? For me, the game owner, it was also a novice.

‘Er... no. I have a hunch. ’

Approximately halfway through the dungeon there is an event where a Demon King's executive joins the main group. It's a very easy story about an executive giving up on a warrior while fighting Humans. Of course the executive is a beauty.

There is a scene where the executive cries and stretches out to the warrior, saying, 'I am irresistible to the Demon King.' That's why warriors use particularly powerful slavers' magic to make executives obey only their own commands. Since then, the executive has been appealing to the warrior occasionally... Anyway.

‘Is that why you can't resist? ’

I was just here because an executive must have been engraved with some kind of curse. A curse that can't be hostile to the Demon King. I was not a main hero, but I did not care that much because I was a hero, but now I saw that the important settings were hidden.

‘There was a reason the Goblin quarter didn't resist properly a while ago! ’

Goblins have fallen to their knees while subjugating the Goblin Village near the War Camp. I thought it was because my golem army was strong, but the truth is, the Demon King couldn't resist me properly.

That's a lot of information.

My head was spinning fast. The strategies I could take had increased imminently. Think of a case like a Goblin colony. Can threaten Goblins to raid certain villages. The more you disobey my orders, the more the Goblins will suffer, and even if they are afraid of pain, they will be forced to obey.

Huh, I'm picking up something huge in the city that stopped by for a getaway car.

“Even the Cat Clan, the bartender, overcomes King Andromalius with all his might. But we have to get down on our knees like that and ask for forgiveness. The Demon King can be so cruel to me. ”

There was hatred in Boov.

So was I. The deeper I felt hostility towards the Cat Elder, the more I also felt hatred towards Andromalius. Normally, I would look at emotions appropriately, but I did not control my emotions because I knew that the other person was a prosecutor among the prosecutors.

“I have a question. Don't the Demons have any way to fight the Demon King? ”

“Usually. Only the same Demon King can defeat the Demon King. Of course, even inferior human beings can rebel against you. ”

Boov smiles bloody. I almost laughed.

“ ……. ”

I was distracted for a moment.

The Demon King Andromelious is a mob in the dungeon attack tutorial. Lead a Goblin army and attack the protagonist's village without fear, slaughtering the protagonist's parents, sister, and more. It was unfortunate that the protagonist's village was located close to the Andromalius Dungeon.

That was definitely seven years before the game scenario started. This will happen approximately 3 years from now. The protagonist who loses his family and villagers in slumber stumbles onto a class A adventure table called White Wings, gaining skills and allies as the youngest of the adventure team. Seven years later, the Demon King entered the dungeon of Andromalius. Of course, he's nothing but a mob, and he cuts him to pieces.

“Boov. Are there any others who defend the Demon King Andromalius?" ”

“No, nothing. Just as our council of Kunkusa assisted His Holiness Dantalian, there used to be a council of assistants to His Holiness Andromelious. But now they're all gone. ”

Hmm.

“Does any Demon King like him or have any friendship with him? ”

“Absolutely nothing. Even among the Demon King's lords, Andromalius is treated badly. It's like King Dantalian just described as rubbish. But, Your Majesty.”

Boov tilts his head.

“If you don't mind me asking, why are you so curious? ”

“It's nothing. ”

I burst my big smile.

“It's just fun to think that if you disappear right now, no one will mourn you. ”

“… Your Majesty. ”

Boov's voice rises to an octave by surprise.

“No way...? ”

“No, look who it is! The great Kunkuska resident, the bald one. ”

Then the voice of Andromelius turns toward us. Perhaps the two of us who were chattering away from ourselves were disturbed by the eyes. Andromalius kicks the old man in the head with his right foot and then walks over here spitting his fin on the ground.

Buff bows.

“Meet King Andromalius. ”

“Hard, huh? It must be hard for you to move around like the hand and foot of a bat. That makes you a bat! Oh, my God, forget that. I'm sorry. The habit of calling vampires baby bats caught my lip, so I called them baby bats for no reason. Will you forgive me for my little errand? Huh?"

Wow, I can feel the boiling feeling next to me. The Boov has been moaning like a boiling pot for an hour now.

“… Of course, Your Majesty. How dare I discuss my guilt with you? ”

However, the merchant seemed to be a merchant because his expression had not changed much. The people of Kunkuska are good at looking after their faces, too. No, Laffith didn't have a face in the first place.

“Yes, yes. That's how the world works. You mustn't underestimate other people because you have such a narrow power. I've been watching you for a long time, you little bat. He's arrogant. He dares to mock the Demon King for touching a little gold. Huh?"

“…… I'll listen to it. ”

Boov's feelings have evolved from pots to cauldrons.

“But who is this guy next to you? You look fat because you look like a mule. The speed is very empty. Huh? I thought I was supposed to be the wiser one. ”

“My name is Dantalian. I marched here to attend Valpurgis' forthcoming night. ”

“Your Majesty? ”

Andromalius' eyes widen. He turns completely inward. And he carefully shook my hand.

“Hmmm, sorry. I didn't know who he was, so I made an excuse. ”

I also changed my tone. I can't feel the other person's feelings, but I can almost see what I'm thinking. Andromalius is the lowest of the Demon Kings. He was worried that he would hit the Demon King with a much higher rank than himself and get into trouble.

I smiled and clapped my hands.

“No. It's been a long time since I learned of Andromalius' reputation, and I thought I'd come and see him sometime, but I'm glad I ran into him." ”

“What a reputation. Excuse me...... What is the order of Dantalian? I have little interest in the affairs of my comrades, so I don't remember Michaels Dandelion. ”

You don't even know the names of the seventy-one hostiles. I've forgiven you for being alive. Well, he knows that. He's not staying in the human world. He's staying in Nibbleheim.

“I'm ashamed to be ranked 71st. ”

“What? 71st place? ”

His face distorts. Perhaps he realized that he was only a level higher than himself, and his attitude changed again.

“Ha, it was garbage! ”