Dungeon Defense (WN)

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There's a Pymon in front of you.

Looking down, I put on my shoes. That alone made me realize it was a dream. What happened? My head quickly found the answer.

- Circus queen.

A Python. She belongs to the Awakened Demon King after being born as a Maine. Circubus manipulates human dreams at will. It has continued since Pymon became the Demon King. In the game, the warrior spoke to Pymon a few times in a dream.

There was something else important.

‘This guy was hiding in an assassin group. ’

Circubus' ability is not universal. You can't handle a man's dream ten kilometers away. You must be nearby.

What does this mean…… Pymon was secretly mixed up with the assassins. She must have been one of those guys in the gray robes. He pretended to be an ordinary assassin and watched me. You must have heard all the conversations I had with the blue woman.

Shit, that was my mistake.

‘I hid myself among extremely few assassins. ’

The Demon King can't read the Demon King's feelings. If assassins were ordinary monsters, such as Orcs, I would soon have noticed Pymon. Unlike other monsters, I can't feel the poison's emotions. Then he naturally thought it was strange.

The assassins were very emotional. He hid the leaves in the bush. Not bad, Pymon... I leaned down with a polite smile on my face.

“It's been a long time, King Pymon. ”

“I knew you wouldn't be embarrassed. ”

Pymon sweeps his red hair and smiles slightly.

“Forgive my rudeness. I wanted to see your surprised face for the first time. ”

“I'm surprised enough. but I've been surprised dozens of times today. I can't afford any more fuss. ”

She politely greets you, raising the edge of the dress.

“Long time no see. Dantalian.”

“Yes, I didn't expect to have a reunion like this. ”

Pymon nods. Then a table appeared between us. The white tablecloth is folded and pottery is placed. He approaches and pulls out her chair. Thanks, and Pymon sits in a chair.

“Dreams are amazing. ”

I sat across from him and said,

“Is anything possible? Like summoning a dragon. ”

“I can only reproduce what the girl has seen and experienced so far. ”

Pymon grabs the pottery kettle and pours the tea into the glass. Green tea. The surrounding landscape changes dramatically as the tea slowly flows into the glass. A golden scaly dragon appeared right near the table and fell asleep on the ground like a sleepy puppy.

“Fantastic!”

I was impressed. I wasn't entirely surprised. Why Pymon broke into the dream, I was looking into it. Talking to Pymon was to give you time to think.

- The blue woman wondered what was in my heart.

Pymon ordered the woman to do so.

- I got caught up in it.

If I were a true Republican, I would welcome the word of a woman. But I didn't. From Pymon's point of view, I was doubtful whether I was really a Republican or if I was using my ideas for my own benefit.

“There's a reason the Circus is called the Night Race. My men are circulars, but they've never shown this kind of skill. ”

“Maybe he wasn't born strong in the blood of the Circus. It's not mandatory, but it's a pure-blooded circular dream. ”

And yet, he contacted me. He was disappointed that he wasn't my comrade, but he came in and talked to me in a dream.

I didn't just intend to check if I was on my own…… what was the purpose? I had to find out.

“Rather, it may be a blessing, not a pureblood. ”

“Oh. Why is that? ”

“You can get a home. ”

What does it mean? I tilt my head, and Pymon smiles, covering his mouth.

“As you can see, Circus makes a lot of things in a dream. Men are attracted to it. The most beautiful woman in the world. The most beautiful landscape in the world. The best food in the world. The men who mate with the circus fall in love with it. ”

The landscape changes. The dragon disappears and dozens of beauties fill the area. The sight of Harem reveals the bitter glow of women, wearing only a single skirt.

“In the end, men turn their backs on reality. I ignore my wife, my son, and my daughter. There's a wife in the dream who's prettier than the wife in the reality, and there's a child who's more perfect than the child in the reality. So the majority of circulars don't make love to anyone. ”

I'm betrayed anyway.

Pymon placed the teacup in my direction. I raised the cup politely. Green tea tasted great. It was moderately bitter and warm, and I peeled off the time on my tongue.

“I thought of her a long time ago. There is also the most beautiful woman. There is also the most delicious food. And maybe even dream of the most perfect society. ”

“Perfect society. Is that really possible? ”

“No way.”

Pymon laughs.

“Impossible. At least then it was impossible, and still impossible. But the girl's a circus. A species that disseminates nighttime dreams to people. By allowing her to have one dream, she believed that she was not overwhelmed with fountains. Dantalian, a girl needs a dream just like everyone else in order to move on. ”

“…… I understand. ”

I don't understand.

“At first, yes. 2,000 years ago. I think the world of the Demon King is the closest I've ever come to perfection. ”

The landscape changed again. This time we were among the soldiers. Orcs, ogres, and trolls pass by the table without rest. Tens of thousands of troops. They form a formation and raise the flag high.

There were three men leading them to the front. A girl and a woman, a man of old.

─ Soldier! Mine! You have accomplished great things!

The white-haired girl shouted. She wears a silver helmet and armor. The sunlight shines on her. Pymon points at her and says,

“Barbatos. Not so different now, is it? ”

“You were wearing armor back then. ”

“Barbato wasn't a Black Witch back then, he was a survivor. ”

Then, the woman and the man standing next to the girl are Pymon and Marvas, respectively. Now, three men divided into plains, mountain factions and neutral factions led the army in the same place 2,000 years ago.

Barbato cries out in a red cape.

─ But there is still work to be done! We are the spirits of conquest. But don't be a fool who can't use victory. Soldiers, descendants of Satan. Raise your weapons again. Comfortable breaks only tire us out.

─ We cannot lose our glorious days. The weak humans, the cowards, say: We fought enough. We need to rest now. But we, who transcend races and identities and become one with only true brotherhood, scream out loud.

─ More Battles! More blood!

─ Death would be better than eternal glory!

Monsters scream.

Blow the horn as you wish. The drum is ringing. Roll your feet. The earth trembles, and far beyond the plain, humans are terrified by its vibrations. Legion of the First Moon Blind. It has never been defeated in a single turn before. Humans tremble at heart and knees, even knights led by immortal Barbatos, victorious Pymon, and noble Marvas.

─ I promise. We promise you, the Demon King with you will never hide behind. We are not cowards. We are warriors, so we will live and die with you as warriors.

─ We are on the front lines!

─ When you fall to the knight's error and raise your head in despair, there we will stand. When you are knee-deep in helplessness, we will stand one step ahead of you.

─ Warriors! We're on the front lines!

Barbato raises his right hand. Black magic shifts, and a battle sickle is summoned to her hand. The magical power roars in the air. At the same time, women, men, Pymon and Marvas raise their hands. A white staff in Pymon's hand. A longsword in Marvas' hand.

─ Show Humans! Who is the true death of this earth!

Tens of thousands of monsters raise their arms. A spear stabs the sky high. The sunlight reflects the sunlight and tens of millions of sunlight make up the tide. Goblins shout in the Goblin language, Orcs in the Orc language, and Trolls in the Troll language. It has nothing to do with it. You don't need to listen to your colleagues.

My lord, the Great Demon King will understand and understand everything.

─ Descendants of Satan ― Anthropocene, advance!

Barbato turns his back. The red cloak flutters like a flag. She moves her legs forward, as if she has nothing left to say. The user runs like a soldier with his weapon in his hand. After that, tens of thousands of monsters rush in like an old man.

Humans line up with their spears. But it's cluttered somewhere. Fear that cannot be hidden is ominous between the ranks and ranks. Defeat is already decided...

“It was a great battle. We won it perfectly. ”

Pymon puts his mouth to the cup of tea. Tea pours through her lips without a sound. She lowers the empty glass quietly onto the table.

“With an army of 120,000, we wiped out about 250,000 human soldiers. Two human kingdoms were destroyed in one battle. Barbato and Marvas, and I was convinced. We are invincible. We will never lose, and we will build a truly beautiful nation on earth. ”

However, the Second Moon Blind Army failed.

It was recorded as the most gruesome expedition in history.

“Until our people betrayed us. ”

“ ……. ”

“We conquered two kingdoms and immediately marched deep into the continent. It was shortly after the annihilation of the Alliance of Humankind. Humans shake the continent like lightning bolts before reorganizing the coalition forces. That was the operational overview. Perhaps, our judgment was not greatly mistaken……. ”

However, the Demon Kings who were in charge of supplies in the rear betrayed them.

They consisted mainly of sub-Demon Kings. The lower Demon King has few troops. It was better to focus on supplies than to take the lead. High Demon Kings take the lead, and low Demon Kings take the lead. Extremely reasonable arrangement. However, the lower Demon Kings betrayed…….

The landscape changed.

The majestic army is nowhere to be found. An army that can't move properly due to a supply shortage.

A hundred thousand troops were more like a burden. The food ran out quickly. Humans made it into the Iron Wall and held on tight. After breaking the Iron Wall, there was an infinite set of Cheongyeong Tactics. The 1st Army, which had already gone deep into the continent, had no choice but to face the worst retreat.

Knights bite like guerrillas everywhere. Resist it and it will be too late to retreat. Barbato swallowed a tear of blood. Her lips are already calling out because of the Manat phenomenon. I squeezed my lips with my teeth and bled out.

─ Retreat…… Ignore them and retreat.

Barbato turns his back as he watches his allies bitten by the Knights. Neither did Pymon, nor Marvas. They did nothing but spare as many allies as they could.

“Dantalian. How many of the 120,000 survived? ”

“ ……. ”

“I still remember exactly. It's been 2,000 years, but still... 2684. Only 2684 warriors from the 120,000 armies survived and stepped on their homeland. ”

Barbatos cries in the landscape.

Kneel on the ground, scattered, and covered in a cloak with holes, crying out loud. Pymon nods at your side, placing his hands gently on Barbatos' back.

“Really, why did this happen? What did I do wrong……. ”

The Circus Queen sat on a table and looked at herself 2,000 years ago. And a girl who was once a friend.