Dungeon Defense (WN)

“Yes, ― definitely ― ― tell Dantalian." ”

Barbatos thinks. Why did you come to me at this point?

Different reasoning crossed. But she preferred simple intuition to complex logic when making any judgment. Seeing that there must be an interesting lining to Dantalian's visit now, she said.

“Get in here now! No, you bring him yourself. ”

“Take my name." ”

Even though my whole body was pale, the ghost replied with more words. Ghosts have fallen to the ground. If it had been the way it was, Barbato would have sighed at the work of his subordinates shooting underground, instead of the passageway he had built. But Barbato bites his finger nervously.

‘By any chance, did you really... notice what I did?' ’

Barbatos' spine trembles. It couldn't have been. I knew it couldn't be, but I began to get excited just thinking that maybe it could be. Your heart beats. You feel a faint amount of heat in your breath. Of course, it was to build an order. The disappointment grew as much as I expected. I also needed to know how to resign appropriately.

However.

‘If only one. I'm gonna be very happy, kid. ’

Barbato's mouth flutters. A bright red tongue drenched his lips.

Shortly after, Dantalian, wearing a black cloak, walks through the gate. Barbato's Castle of Demons had a teleport device built for guests, so it was quick to arrive. Dantalian looks at her and waves casually. It was like meeting an old friend.

“It's been a long time, Barbato. ”

She was speechless for a moment. Let's just say he was bludgeoned.

I didn't know he was going to act like that. It was true that Dantalian and Barbato had decided to let go of the horse. However, it is the 8th and 71st sequence. The hierarchy of human societies was similar in stature to that of the emperor and the smoker. I don't know anyone who treats a horse like a real friend.

When have I ever heard such a greeting?

She smiles deeply.

“You disrespectful bastard, did you put jam on barley bread? If you're going to visit a lady's house, you should at least give her some communication before you come. ”

“Oh, excuse me. But look, I was so excited to see a beautiful woman that I forgot to stop being polite. True beauty, in itself, makes all sorts of appearances and manners meaningless in a single moment. ”

“Fun.”

She hated him. But I liked the jokes he made about his father and wife. Jokes were like salt in a life of boredom. Even though my life was filthy, it was worth it if I sprinkled a little salt.

“That's a sweet thing to say. I'll give you credit for tapping Pymon's face. But I'm not in the same grade as that whore. ”

“Oh, you mean that? ”

“It's not enough to just say sorry. Show your loyalty to this body with true beauty at your word. ”

I knew it, and Dantalian pulls something out of his chest. It was a bottle. Barbatos' eyes are wide open. The bottle had a brand on it that I had only seen once. Barbatos shudders to be like her.

“Stop, really? You can't be serious.”

Dantalian grins.

“A burning coal pit famous for producing fine wine on the horse's side. Among them, it is a 505-year mountain of wine produced only one bottle a year in the territory of the Lava Erl, Baleron Continent. Exactly a thousand years this year. ”

“No way! ”

Barbato cried.

“Even Baal is the best wine that's hard to find! ”

“Ahem. A little effort. ”

“Holy shit, no! It's real!? You can't be real!? ”

She couldn't take it anymore. He was already halfway up the throne. She claimed to be the best bartender among the Demon Kings, and the other Demon Kings acknowledged it. For her, that wine was like the Holy Grail. Barbatos throws everything to the other side of his memory and jumps to the bottom.

“Give me that! ”

“Of course. Here. ”

Dantalian throws a bottle. Throw the ball high into the air. Barbatos is appalled by the tremendous violence. I can't believe the best wine in the world just got thrown in front of me! It would have been more polite to juggle a centuries-old fame in front of a painter. She screams.

“Gaaaah! Crazy bastard! ”

She accidentally triggers her magic and snatches the bottle from the air. Three layers of dark magic were made in a single moment with no spear. All three of them were greater than 5 circles.

Barbatos has stepped over ten metres on the ground. You create a magical mist in the air that slows the bottle down. I grabbed the bottle with an invisible hand. If the Wizard of the Human World had just seen the scene unfolding, he would have snapped his chin in many ways. First of all, it's not two magic tricks, it's three superimposed tricks. Secondly, we immediately started three layers of magic with no honor. Finally, this great magical scent was just used to catch the bottle.

Needless to say, Barbatos had the best view of the Wizard of Man. Her entire nerve was focused on the 505-year mountain of the soaring Balerignon. The magic that I trained and trained for 2,000 years is now being used for glass jars that are only two inches in diameter. Is that the focus that shines in the light? A bottle of wine enters Barbato's hand. She lands safely on the ground.

“Ahhhhhhhh!”

Barbato raises his flask with both hands. He roared like a successful basketball player at the rebound at the crucial moment of the match. She was clearly the ruler of the Ground.

“You see, fuck! This is Barbato's eighth fucking glory! ”

“... I don't know, something great just opened up in front of me. ”

“Dantalian bastard! You don't deserve this drink! ”

Barbatos turns his head to look at Dantalian. Even though I was looking forward to becoming thirteen at the most, I felt unspeakable pressure.

“How, my God! I can't believe it! A thousand years old wine! A masterpiece craftsman has completed through generations and generations by placing magic created solely to preserve the world's most extraordinary magic, alcoholic beverages, once every full day! I can't believe you're tossing this treasure to the noblest and most beautiful man in the eyes of the burning fiery prince! Throwing like a son of a bitch! You're less than a raft in a crow's claw! ”

“Well, I'm sure you're a terrible drunk. ”

“I'm not a drunkard, I'm a lover, you idiot! ”

Barbato strokes the bottle with his trembling hands. I felt a pleasant coolness through my palms.

"Huff."

She, the Great Black Wizard, could tell. The glass bottle was not just a glass bottle. Clearly, the best temperature preservation magic and shock magic had permeated permanently. She was genuine, maybe even genuine.

“You, you... If this isn't real, you can't blame me for deceiving me..." ”

“The first sip is yours. ”

“Hiccup.”

Barbato hiccupped without even knowing it.

“The first sip... is... the most delicious? ”

“That's why I'm conceding. ”

Dantalian smiles.

“He's our friend. ”

“You... are a good son of a bitch. ”

“It sounds insulting, but I'll take it as a compliment first. ”

Barbato was impressed.

But he was also brief. Barbato struggled to think that Zagmachi had a chance to drink his first sip of mountain in 505.

“Y-yeah, this isn't happening! Wine glasses! Where did you put the wine glasses!? ”

She swings her arm. A pile of rubbish flew in from the front gate. Stuff that was sleeping in the warehouse was drawn to Barbatos' summoning magic. The spacious Phantom Chamber is full of junk. It wasn't long before Barbato found a crystal wine cup.

She swallows her saliva.

“... going, going? ”

“Yes, please go away. ”

Dantalian sighs, exhausted from the drunkard's truth. If it had been the same, he would have retaliated against that rude attitude, but Barbatos would have had plenty of time to worry about it. In fact, I didn't tell Dantalian that I was going. He muttered to himself.

“Joe, good. Baleron 505 years old... Give me a whiff of his gooey insides. ”

“I don't think wine is cold, but it's in your head.... ”

“Shut up!”

Barbatos has mastered magic. It was the magic of pulling out the cork stopper from the wine without any tools. No matter how good the bottle opener is, a little Cork debris fell into the drink while picking up the stopper. The Cork scum subtly lowers the taste of the liquor. To prevent such nonexistence, Barbato developed the so-called bottle-opening magic. Barbato prides himself on being the greatest achievement she has ever achieved in her entire life. She was convinced that the only magic in the two circles was to open a bottle of wine.

Barbatos, who had just unfolded more than five circles of great magic three layers without any time, was spreading the bottle opener-the magic was carefully, very slowly, and as nervously as possible. The more she mutters, the more the cork stops coming up. Little by little, little by little. So finally mulberry! The cork plug pops up into the air with a shout.

A thousand years old wine smelled like fireworks on Barbato's nose.

“ ……. ”

She shakes. Her mind flies to about 500 meters above her. It was genuine. It was a genuine 505 volcano. An overwhelming aroma -- profoundly exhilarating, colorful, and deep.

Barbato hasn't even had a drink yet, but he's already light-headed.

“Wife, was heaven real? ”

“I'm glad you like it so much just by the smell. Why don't you have a drink? ”

“Drink...? This...? ”

She trembles.

“Dantalian... You don't know the value of this... Uh, how can you drink this?" I don't drink treasure...? ”

“You like to drink. Here's your best drink. But you don't drink? ”

He was right.

Barbatos is desperate.

“Ugh! What a contradiction...! I want this ballerina because I love alcohol more than anyone! However, I like alcohol more than anyone... That's why I can't drink this ballerina! Paradox! This is life! ”

“Just a little more and I'll realize the truth of the universe with a bottle of wine. Hey, give me the bottle. I'll follow you.”

“Ugh, yeah. ”

Barbatos quietly handed over the bottle of wine. I couldn't seem to keep up with the alcohol by myself. She slowly brings out the crystal glass with her trembling right hand. However, I couldn't help but shout when I saw Dantalian catch the wine bottle.

“Hey, man! What's that?”

Dantalian blinks, holding the bottle in both hands.

“What?”

“You're holding the bottle wrong, go! With one hand, not two hands! ”

“Like this?"

“No, fuck! Don't hold it tightly with your palms, just gently on the ground! ”

“…… like this? ”

Barbatos makes a run for it.

“Shit! Don't grab it with your palm! With just your thumb and index finger and stop. ”

“Just drink up, alcoholic bitch. ”

Dantalian glances at her with cold eyes. She was an answer to no one.