Dungeon Defense (WN)

I said with all my heart.

“I'm very pleased that you answered me so diligently. ”

“Save me... * * Life alone... * ”

“Of course. Why would I want to kill you?" ”

“Potions, potions, potions……. ”

I forced him to rise.

“Unfortunately, you don't have any potions. Ask someone else. But first, get up and apologize to the bartender! You have to respect the old man. I don't know how to use him. ”

With a cut on his thigh, Andromelius gets up and lets out a heavy groan. I asked him with a worrying tone, "Oh my God, are you okay?" Of course, I did not slow down or do it. Maybe my opponent is bad-mouthing me inside.

“That's all I want now. ”

“Oh, I see. ”

I carried him out of the bar. The Horsemen were still in formation, but more aware of my purpose? You were not severely wary of the golems. You walk towards the old man of the Cat tribe, who is mixed up in his ranks.

“Master! This man has something to apologize for. ”

The old man in the Cat looked embarrassed. The other horses stare at you, grumbling. Twice as many people gathered in the square as before the crowds came and entered the bar.

“Yes, yes. ”

“I guess I made a mistake because I haven't had much experience in the world yet. Won't you forgive me? What are you? Not so fast. ”

I pulled out the arm I held without warning. Andromalius falls flat on the ground, unable to cope with the pain in his thighs. He groans and falls to the ground slowly.

“Sorry...... I made a mistake. ”

“Hurrah!"

I stepped on the back of Andromalius' hand.

“Heave, heave! ”

“The penitent man's tone is that of Muenga! With a little more care! ”

“Phew, I'm sorry...! ”

“Yes. Put your forehead on the ground. That's it.”

“Sorry, Hiccup, sorry……. ”

The guilt continues. Andromalius crashes his head on the ground and tangles of gravel, blood and hair on his forehead. The horsemen who came to see if he usually had a grudge against him laughed.

Andromelious raises his head in a flash, hearing laughter. His shivering eyes stare at the demons. The horses flinch. But as I step on the back of my hand, with a scream, Andromalius is forced to struggle. Forgiveness continued until the old man of the Cat said he was no more.

“You should thank the host for accepting your apology. ”

“Thank you. Ugh, thank you……. ”

The Cat Old Man nods. Looking at your emotions, your hostility toward the opponent is not completely resolved, but your embarrassment with the attention of the crowd is greater. He wanted to get out of this situation quickly.

“Huff, huff... huff. ”

Andromelious cries out for sorrow. Oh, my God, he was just a kid. It was a characteristic of a child that he was unfair to what he was punished for. I don't know how this child can become the Demon King and upset so many people.

I checked the status window.

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

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

- Andromelious 1/5 3 3

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

Only 1 HP remaining. He was bleeding from his thigh, so he was running low after a while. I grabbed him again and stood him up. He stumbles, unable to center.

“Good. All right, I think that's enough. Now go on your way. ”

“…… Thank you……. ”

I wiped his shoulders and knees with my palms. Andromelious looks like he's bleeding and he's bluffing. He bows his head to me and looks at the hordes gathered in the square. He narrows his voice and asks for help.

“Ho, does anyone have a potion…? ”

Thirty of them had enough of the Horsemen to keep their mouths shut. I felt that they were silent on purpose. The villagers of Nibbleheim, who live in protest and violence, could not have had a single potion. But they remained silent.

“Please, Potion…… I'll pay you enough later. Recovery magic... Who...? ”

The cold eyes became concentrated. I hear nothing but chattering. I don't know, but it's not good.

Tears pour down his cheeks. He realizes he can't get help, and walks the broken bridge to the other side of the square. I fell short of a few steps. Andromelious creeps up with a voice full of hiccups and groans. Blood spilled from his thighs draws a long red line on the ground.

“Huff… huff… huff……. ”

I felt like smoking. Not because I was sad or sad, but just because I thought I needed a cigarette at a time like this. I was sorry I couldn't read the Demon King's feelings. What's he thinking right now? Does it feel like I don't want to die?

“Your Grace.”

Buff approaches and whispers.

“I have a potion. ”

“Don't give it to me. ”

“But such a death is so lonely. ”

“You've become a philanthropist in just a few minutes. ”

I laughed bloody.

“I think death is inherently lonely. ”

“ ……. ”

“Keep your eyes open. ”

Andromalius stops after a short crawl. I should commend you for going all the way to the square. I can see my back moving up and down, but I can't stop breathing. But that was also a while ago. All movements have stopped.

‘Status window.’

The hologram does not rise. It meant he was dead.

I turn around, grabbing an alley that leads to the square and walking out. Boov chased me without a word. As soon as I left the place, the horses began to talk loudly. Andromalius is dead, rather than looking good.

I walked down a narrow alley. We haven't spoken in a while.

Buff cautiously said.

“Hey, do you mind if I ask why you killed him? ”

I replied cheerfully because I didn't like the silent atmosphere.

“There are three reasons. First, he insulted himself in front of many people. I will endure the insult of the strong, but I cannot tolerate the insult of the weak. It is treated as more abbreviated than that. The name Dantalian should not be taken lightly by people. ”

I've already heard the rumors and there's a group of Horse children running in from across the street. The children rushed past us, shouting at each other that the Demon King was dead. The child who asked me to go quickly ran in turn.

“Secondly, it was a chance to earn a good reputation here in Nibbleheim. If the fact that the villagers have been treating those who cause complaints from time to time becomes known, there will be someone who will like them. Some of them might actually help themselves. Impressions are important to the king. ”

“… That's right. But is it okay to put that in your mouth? ”

The Boov gives you a slightly absurd look.

“You may speak freely. Because we're partners. ”

“Co-op? ”

“You saved my life even though I had potions. ”

He was furious.

“It's you! ”

“Huh. You are no servant of mine. It is your decision whether or not to save the dying is entirely your responsibility to let them die. I neglected the Demon King's death at the Kunkusa Parliament. I wonder what would happen if rumors like this spread. ”

Boov whispers. After a moment, he wakes up and shouts.

“Ulcer, Ulcer! ”

“I'm kidding.”

“ ……. ”

The cold air strangely passed between us. I felt a frightening feeling from the other person.

Well, I'm not sure this guy knows I just circumvented threatening the Kunkusa Parliament. I hope you notice. Or I have no choice but to deliver the threat through Lapis. I didn't want to impose a difficult role on Lapis.

“And the third reason is, ”

I smiled.

“It's a secret.”

“Yes?”

“I told you it was a secret. Why would you want to calculate your own motives? Make as many inferences as you can. ”

I drove forward, murmuring. The feelings of grumbling were conveyed fiercely behind my back, but it was none of my business. Would he believe me if I told you he killed Andromalius to kill a warrior, or to not wake one up in the future? I need you to work hard on your head and make inferences.

A man's nature requires at least one secret to be charming.

* * *

In the evening, Buffet arrived at the headquarters of the Kunkuska Council. I was just coming back from dinner at a traditional Nibble Heim restaurant with Dantalian. The seafood from the restaurant was delicious, but frankly, Buff couldn't afford to taste the food.

“Hello, Boov. ”

The concierge said on the first floor of the HQ. A rich blonde girl with beautiful faeries. A talented person who could be beautifully suited to serve as a signage for the Conference and exert combat strength at the same time, especially one who was hired by Boov to intervene in the salutation.

Buff smiles softly in his habit.

“You're late. ”

“No, this is my job. ”

The Hou woman blushes. Boov found out earlier that she has a crush on him. But he needed to be clean in women's relationships. It was because the Kunkusa Council also needed such a person. No, it's exactly what the owner of the council needs.

“I have something to report to the chairman. ”

“Oh, I see. ”

The desire seeped into the woman's face.

Chairman of the House, Ivar Lodbroke.

The legendary advance was one of the seven executives of the Kunkusa Council. Nominal chairman was only chairman of the meeting, equivalent to seven executives, but she also knew that it was really a title. Some of the executives confronted President Lothbrok. However, it was only a minority.

The man in front of him was a promising talent to report directly to the chairman. The woman takes him to the teleporter, even though she's afraid of a short encounter with Boov. As Boov pulls the necklace out of his arms, a red light emanates from the teleport device. It was an indication that the teleport was approved.

“Farewell. Good work.”

“Hey, Boov. If you have a moment... ”

The woman said, "Well, well.

“Do you mind if I make you dinner sometime? ”

“Dinner, I mean. ”

“Yes! I always thank you for caring about me, and I also want to thank you…… personally……. ”

Oops, and Buff sighed. Something worrisome happened. It was not once or twice that the spirit woman had confessed. Boov always had to stay as a promising, polite, and talented young man.

There was a task that only he could do and a role that he could play. For example, when it comes to noblewomen of the horse system who prefer pure young people. This allowed Buffuera to exist.

‘I need this role, but it's a bit annoying. ’

Boov said as gently as he could.

“I'm sorry, I still want to get into work. ”

“Ah……. ”

Her face turned red. The Hoes were famous for their strong pride. He guessed that he was very ashamed to think he was kicked. In order to alleviate the humiliation, Boov immediately remembered a plausible excuse.

“Miss Andelina is too beautiful for me. But now that you're interested, I don't want to miss out on the opportunity that you've given me. I'm sorry."

“Well, I see. Yes."

The woman's expression calmed down somewhat. She thought about the future of her favorite young man. Obviously, it was an honor and opportunity to get the attention of Kunkusa chairman. When she thought she had interrupted such an opportunity a little, she felt guilty.

Buff smiles lightly.

“I'll be going now. I'm afraid of what I'll do if I make you wait any longer. ”

“Oh, yes! Of course! I'm sorry, I didn't have time to... ”

“No, it was a pleasure speaking with Miss Andelina. ”

Then Boov walks into the magic camp inside the teleport device. It's a single-person teleport. While the woman couldn't help but smile at Boov's work, she activated her magic without hesitation. Then the red light flashed before my eyes.

The top floor of the upper headquarters. It was a place that could only come through a handful of teleporters. Buff walked a quiet corridor. At the end of the hall was a wooden door. A rather peculiar symbol was engraved on the door, according to the fancy but vampire taste.

─ Bait.

There was no one in the room. I walked relentlessly as if I were familiar with Boov. As I approached the window across the large room, there were dozens of coffins dedicated to vampirism side by side. Nowadays, it was a coffin that was not used as a bed because the Vampire Diarrhea was also a bumpkin. But Boov liked sleeping in coffins. Even now.

A thousand years ago.

Boov picked one of the coffins. It opens and closes without a sound. After a short while, the door opens in a different coffin than the one that got into the buff. There stood a gentleman of Choro. The man rubs his face a few times with his palms as if he were washing.

He looks out the window. Nibbleheim's red evening spreads in alleys and alleys.

“The Demon King Dantalian... He's interesting. ”

The old man faces Ivar Lothbrok.