Dungeon Defense (WN)

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─ Thank God.

The oldest memory, a messy face.

Beautiful girl. Beauty or girl or man was ashamed of that word. It's not the right word for a man to say. It was a time when we could only survive if we wore that much violence like armor, though we thought it was rather aggressive.

The man was a member of a proud horde among the Horsemen. I spent a hundred years in the battlefield. And just before that, I met my death. The knight's blade pierced my heart and killed me instantly....... I'm sure it was. Why is a girl shining in front of me?

The drops of water fall from the girl's eyes.

─ I'm alive...... Really, thank God.

The tears clearly fell on the man's cheek. He felt strange. Neither cold nor hot. Something falls and hits you on the cheek. That's all that remains.

─ Thank you.Thank you for being alive... I'm sorry...

The girl continued to cry. My face was covered with tears and snot.

It was difficult, and the man thought, I'm starting to get my memory back. The girl in front of him was the Lord. Beautiful state of pride. I thought we wanted to race together to the end of that belief. So I ran out of the house and carried the girl's strength.

─ Are you crying because of your predicament, Your Majesty?

─ No.

She mutters in a moist voice.

The girl couldn't talk anymore. My voice was consumed by crying. It was difficult, and the man thought again. It seemed like he was nervous and cried out to the girl. You made the monarch cry. I was disqualified.

─ I, uh, cursed your death. You insult the faith of a warrior.

─ What are you talking about?

─ You died a good fight. Ending your life as it is was was the last thing that mattered to you, a warrior. But... I brought you back. I'm sorry...

The man looks at his hand. The right hand, which proudly scattered the sunlight, was nowhere. The blue, rotting corpse's hand is on the back there. I guess, and the man thought, Did I die and come back to life...?

─ You insulted your life, your convictions, your death. I'm sorry... I'm so sorry...

He said, "Warriors are men who run for their lives without a doubt and meet their end. The girl was their monarch. I knew better than anyone how wrong it was to deny the death of a warrior.

─ Significant, did you need it again?

─ Yes, I'm sorry. I didn't know it until now, but I guess I was just a stupid kid.

The girl laughs. Her mouth trembles. I barely had an awkward smile on my teary face. It was a mess.

─ I can't stand it without you guys. I don't think I'll live. Your screams and the atmosphere without your laughter were just cold to me. I'm sorry. For my own selfishness...... Can I live again?

I knew that the girl in front of me was surprisingly relaxed. I once spoke to my colleagues secretly. It would be blasphemous, but perhaps our lord would rather not have been born a Demon King.

He was a sincere man. Above all, he did not deceive himself. He accepted the fact that he was born a Demon King, and understood exactly what it meant to live as a Demon King. While the Demon Kings were enjoying their power, the girl raised her battle scythe and exclaimed forward.

The man smiles. Can you build yourself a smile that would have been a mountain invoice? I was not confident at all However, I still wanted to tell the girl who was crying that I was relieved.

The man pledged his life as a warrior against her.

─ A hundred years ago, I vowed to protect the Lord until the day this life ends…… but the plague is fortunate. because I can work for the Lord after my life. Not once, not twice, not twice, but a hundred, a thousand times. The Voulein will live only for you.

So the man asked me not to shed any more tears.

─ Our proud state, Barbato.

The girl's face distorted. The impression crumpled, and soon the girl burst into tears. I didn't shed tears as quietly as before. I cried so desperately that I could hear everything. The man raises his right hand. To stroke the girl's head.

─ …….

The man stops realizing his hands are so ugly. He's a zombie now.

On the other hand, the girl's gray hair was very bright. I couldn't stand the man who defiled the hard work of art....... You won't be able to stroke a girl's head for ever. The man admitted it and was bitter.

Bang, bang.

Then something grabbed the man's hand. The girl had her hands overlapped. The man was astonished. By the way, the Lord knew how to read my mind. The girl wept and did not miss the man's hand.

The man squeezes his right hand, thinking like that. I still felt no warmth. But something warmer was being conveyed. There was no loss, it was being delivered here and there…….

That's how the Knight of Death was born.

500 people in the garden.

They wrap themselves in dark armor like pitch black. In order to increase my defense, I made a point. "The truth was different. I didn't want the Lord to see the body that had become a mountain invoice. Every time he looked at his body, he made a sinful face. I hated it.

Those who serve the same monarch twice proudly raise their swords.

─ Here we go, brothers and sisters, the Walk ® re.

─ Here we are, the undefeated and immortal army. Here we are, dead and cannot die, and the loser may never know because he will not die.

─ God, look down. Valhalla is right here on the ground.

The Lord smiled again. I made a joke just like before.

That alone satisfied the knights of death. Yes, they didn't need another paradise. If the Lord can laugh. This was heaven if I could fight beside her.

The day the Goddess no longer allows fate, even those who live by the magic of the Lord will disappear into dust. It was to end my life with a colleague and the Lord. It was enough. I didn't want anything. That's what the man thought.

Until that son of a bitch showed up.

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“ ……. ”

The Knight of Death, Wollen, is silent.

He thought, if he were really alive, he'd be sweating on his forehead by now. I was lucky to be dead. I meant it. That's how furious the girl was.

“This... is Dantalian's finger?" ”

The girl gripped it and said in a trembling voice.

In response, the Knight of Death, Wollen, immediately came up with the perfect answer. ― Yes, it is. Those damn fingers, Your Grace. What are you so angry about? It's like losing a finger or two on the battlefield, isn't it?

Rather, it was good. In the beginning, I didn't like him. Isn't your concubine too fragile? I thought it was her the first time I saw her. Oh my goodness! Where will I eat or take my food? It's absurd. I wish I was dead.

You lost it, Finger! If you have an injury, even a little bit of a male perspective on a guy who looks like a parasitic brother. While I'm at it, I'd like to mark his face with a knife. There's no answer but that, the answer. Please allow me to make him a man, Your Grace.

― ― It only took two seconds for the answer to be completed. It was easy. The Knight of Death always wondered how to best satisfy his so-called son of a bitch.

Not just the Ulain. Dantalian was a public enemy to the other knights of death.

He was the Lord of purity for 2,000 years. I can't believe you took on a lord like that! Even the Lord appeared to be twelve or thirteen years old!

Even if I killed him, I shouldn't have killed him normally.

A total of 500 knights agreed. But we were divided on how to kill him. Let's fry it, cook it, kill it, skin it and kill it. Let's kill it. Let's turn it to the Orcs and kill it. Let's drown it and kill it. All thirty-six different ways of killing were devised, including all of them. But Ullen was inclined to just rip his face off and kill it until he died.

However, unlike his heart, Uline politely replied.

─ Yes, Your Majesty. It must be Dantalian's left hand detection and stopping.

Barbatos' shoulders tremble.

“What son of a bitch...... did you do this? ”

─ Dantalian told the king to: We don't know who commissioned the attack on us yet. I doubt he's one of the Dukes of Hell.

Barbato slams the table. A wooden corner table was broken without hesitation. She takes a deep breath to calm her anger.

“I made it clear. Dantalian is both my sidekick and my boyfriend. By attacking him, I mean ignoring Barbato's wishes. I don't know who it is, but I'll give you hell. ”

Ah, and Uline despaired inside. The Lord was always cold and calm. But the rotten Parasitic Brother caught it, and the Lord... Ah, our proud Lord...

He wanted to tell the truth right away. The finger was cut off by Dantalian himself, not by the raider, and therefore I was drumming, dressing and burgering myself. Unfortunately, he is now Dantalian's henchman. Although we have not truly acknowledged Dantalian as the Lord, we cannot betray the Master himself.

In order not to expose the lies, Uline purposefully stated that 'Dantalian said: It was true what Dantalian said. Uline did not lie.

“The Dukes of the mountains must have done it, you sons of bitches. If the Monumental Workshop War hadn't approached us, I would have brought you to hell... Damn, that's why you're after us now. You ferocious bastards.”

Barbatos bellows.

“I'll give you a hundred knights. Bring in the culprit. ”

─ Your Majesty! There are too many!

Uline protested.

Barbato has now led an army of 5,000. There are about 500 knights of death. If I borrowed a hundred people from this company, it was practically the same as subtracting from all the electricity.

Soon we'll have a duel with the Humans over the Habsburg capital. At this time, it is never wise to give the force to work.

“That's enough.”

Barbato firmly refused the verb.

“It's not just my troops this time anyway. The other commanders are protruding like frogs on their butts, so there's no defeat in decreasing numbers. ”

─ But, Your Highness, in all cases....

“Hey, hey. I know you're feeling bad for Dantalian. ”

Barbato sighs.

“Son of a bitch. Think about it. What's my face going to look like if I don't do anything? If the other Demon Kings hear about this, they're gonna fucking love it. ”

─ …….

“Of course, Dantalian got hurt and got angry. I admit it, but my face is more important. They don't even know they're bugs unless they step on them properly. So even if it's not Dantalian for once, think about serving your master. Huh?”

─ …… OK. Take orders.

The Ulrhein took a bow.

The Lord was right. His majesty always comes first. I was greatly reprimanded for being so petty about Dantalian. However, instead of reprimanding, the Lord gave him comfort. I was thankful.

The next day, Ulrhein went to hell with a hundred of his companions. The Knights of Death were disappointed when they left Barbato's side in the face of an important battle. But defending his majesty was also as important as fighting. They followed orders.

Barbato says as he transfers them.

“Oh, I'm telling you, just in case. Why can't you just kill Dantalian with an excuse? Then you're dead to me. ”

─ …….

Tooth, and all the knights of death, including the Ulain, kicked their tongues into their insides. Apparently, Dantalian's strings were quite long. Too bad.