Dungeon Defense (WN)

“No way! ”

The Fortress Commander screams.

There are all sorts of magical proceedings at the Fortress Gate. Among them were the highest magical, conceptual enchantments of eight circles that had been dropped from 200 years ago. "Survive any kind of attack once." No matter how powerful the opponent attacks the gate, it must endure it once, as long as it is an attack.

There were seven layers of luxurious conceptual magic surrounded by the gates. I had to spill Meteor magic seven times in a nutshell. Meteor is also treated as a single attack. However, in the eyes of the fortress commander, a poor castaway gate and one devil king caught the axe illuminated.

“This, I think, is a bunch of jokes. I'm sorry.”

Bellet walks through the dusty gates.

The gatekeepers who were waiting behind the gate became human remains as the gate was destroyed. Soldier with a piece of iron and a piece of wood sticking out of his temple, his upper half and lower half separated and his intestines spilled to the ground. Among them, unfortunately, there was a man who struggled with his life.

“Hehe……. ”

Bellet joyfully swings the axe in line with her footsteps.

The slaughterhouse of human and moaning, both of which are created. This was the landscape that the Demon King Veled loved the most. Only then did Veled feel that he was alive.

The Demon King's identity was unstable. It was because I felt the other witches' emotions vividly. How far is my realm? Where to start. The borders were blurred by the Demon Kings. The Demon Kings maintained their selves in different ways.

Veled's chosen method is slaughter. Nothing stands on the ground but myself. If you go through the battlefield, there must be moments like that. This is a moment of triumph. Only the strong can enjoy it. Beled says, "Yes, this is me, and there is nothing else but me," in that absolute moment when only I stand on two feet.

The groaning of the dead in agony sounded like a luscious concerto to Veled. That's why Veled deliberately walked slowly through the gates that should have been breached as quickly as possible. To pull this time a little longer.

“What evil tricks you have devised! ”

“Hmm.”

Discord interfered at the same time as the music. Bellet kicks her tongue. Earlier on the plains, I was the owner of the sword, crying out for a one-on-one duel. She sells the Demon King with deceptive pronunciation.

“Ah, madam. You don't know what fortune is. Can't you see I'm enjoying music right now? ”

The owner of the sword frowns.

“…… music? What nonsense. There is only a terrible death here. ”

“Oh, well said. There is only death here. I'm going to have to give the music a title today. Hmm. Poetic. Very poetic. ”

Veled nods in awe. The owner of the sword is furious as he feels the opponent mocks him. She no longer felt worthy of any more courtesy in this battle, and drew her sword with an unsheathed grip.

‘He is big. It's that heavy.’

The owner of the sword leans down and rushes toward the Demon King. Being big meant that Rich was long. The differences in Rich's one-on-one duel were crucial. This was the best and last time the opponent was not properly positioned.

You dig into the Reach, and the other party is free to indulge.

‘Avoid only the first blow. ’

There's definitely going to be an attack blocking this way. Getting caught in the crossfire was the end of it. The opponent slowly tightens this side while keeping Rich in line. Like a herd of lions tending to drive away wounded animals. Eventually, this side dries up and becomes necrotic.

Huh?

But Veled did allow a simple dig. Not only that, he didn't raise his axe. I was smiling as if I was watching a funny scene.

‘It's a trap.’

Suddenly, such doubts arose. No, and the owner of the sword quickly decided. The self has already reached the point of reading the next number and the next number from the opponent's position. A big ogre like you was really defenseless.

Maybe he's up to something. She doesn't look down on the Demon King. However, some facts were clear. Now you can stick a sword in yourself. And the opponent was completely unprepared for her blade.

There was no need to hesitate.

“Hiya!”

She slashes her longsword as she struggles. Veled is still smiling relaxed.

* * *

“Your Grace, if you'll excuse me, I have something to ask you. ”

Zephar, the 16th Demon King, said. Barbato replies, "Yes?"

“What? Tell me. ”

“Why did you give the lead to Veled, not the servants?" ”

Currently, the base of the Sixth Armed Forces of the Monthly Armed Forces has safely joined the Second Armed Forces. Hundreds of flags flare across the plains. Barbatos boarded a white bear, not just a horse or Heilang. White bears and white Barbatos fit together well.

Barbato smiles.

“What is it? Are you grouchy? Son of a bitch. ”

“Hmph.”

Zephar coughs without answering. He swore before Barbato that he would never lie. Acknowledging that I was upset made me too ashamed, and saying that I wasn't upset broke my oath.

As Barbato, who knows how Zephyr feels, this old man was very cute. He also lived three or four times longer than Zephyr. In her opinion, Zephyr was still a young Demon King. A boy. Such a boy hesitates to hide his shame and only looks cute.

“Phew. You're really upset. Hey, answer me. Are we mad at Zephyr? ”

“… Your Majesty. To the Complaint is to face. ”

Zephyr mutters as if in trouble. Even that voice was cute to Barbato. She smiles bloody.

“Well, it's true that I'm competing against you on purpose. Every organization should have this guy. If there's only one of these people, the tissue loses its vitality. I'm gonna put you two in a competition and tell the rest of the Flatlands. Look, if you don't fucking run hard, you're not gonna get this guy. ”

“Yes, I understand. ”

Zephar bows politely.

“We are incredibly proud that the warden can be used against the commander. ”

“Ugh.”

Barbato looks nauseous.

“What, the maid's mind. I was born a man like Mo, but can't I be smart? Not that I'm happy to be used. I want to take down the world again. ”

“The commander bears the hopes of every master on his back. who fulfils the desires of the witches. Serving His Excellency is the work of the devil, and I think the work of the devil is the work of the devil. ”

“Ugh. Sincere, too sincere. ”

Barbato shakes his head.

Loyalty to myself made me feel good. But I wanted to see what I could say, a bit more like the devil. In that sense, Dantalian was special. Dantalian walks his own path, obedient to her.

‘Again. ’

Why does the guy who wants to rest in Castle Horse wander around like crazy? Apparently, he was scheming a hideous scheme. He truly was a sincere and diligent schemer.

Barbato prefers Dantalian. You can't be as perfect in credit as Veled or Zephyr. Whereas Veled and Zephyr remain his servants everywhere, Dantalian has surpassed dominant relationships and become friends. Friends who each have their own purpose, are willing to use each other and take advantage of each other.

Barbato had no such friend but Dantalian.

There used to be...... But not now. Even if the two people had different objectives, they could be friends if the two objectives coexisted. In the world, however, it was possible that the objectives could not coexist. A helpless friend was one who became a hostile enemy at a time.

Could it be the Dantalian family as well? If time passes, Dantalian will betray himself as she once did. If that happens, will you be able to survive? It took me 1,500 years to separate from her and have a friend named Dantalian. How many more years will it take…….

“Then I'll beat the shit out of him and make him my servant. ”

“Yes? I'm sorry, Your Grace. I didn't understand.”

“No. I just thought hawks were medicine for him who wouldn't listen. ”

Zephar expressions that he doesn't know the language. Barbatos ignores his question.

“Hmm. Understand my position to compete with Veled. Zephyr, you learned a lot of lessons breaking through the Black Mountains the other day. Moreover, Austerlitz was able to seal off the wave of the enemy. ”

“It's all the grace of the commander. ”

“Yes, yes. It's all because of me that the continent was born and the sky was blue. Anyway, you were too bouncy on this Lunar War expedition. He's the First Commander-- even the Second Commander-- is part of your unit, Zephyr, on the surface. ”

Barbatos crosses his arms in X direction.

“I can't take any more lessons from you. Inside the Plain waves, your right to speak becomes too powerful. Then I must squash you in an unreasonable manner. I don't want to. It's much nicer to give Veled the proper ball. ”

“I understand.”

Zephar nods softly.

Barbato's affection was important to him anyway. Perhaps it was because you were more fond of Veled than yourself that you put Veled in front of you. This was what Zephar was worried about.

Zephyr's face became more comfortable. It doesn't matter what Veled does first, as long as the worries are gone. Honestly, as long as Barbatos is intact, the political order inside the Plains is not in Zephyr's best interest.

“Well, and Veled is way ahead of you. ”

“Yes?”

“Even though you're better at military leadership. What can I say?”

Barbato grins.

“He's as wicked as he looks. ”

* * *

“ ……. ”

The owner of the sword stops. She can't reach forward.

Her longsword stops right in front of Veled. One more step and the Longsword will destroy the Demon King's head, wielding its error. The owner of the sword did not take that one step.

“Khh, ugh. ”

Blood spilled from her mouth.

The dark red blood does not erupt only from the silk mouth.

Six large swords were stabbing six parts of the body: the back of the foot, calf, thigh, waist, chest, and shoulders. The Great Swords emerge from the shadows just below the ground, to be more precise. As the owner of the sword tries to strike Veled, he slashes her body as if waiting for the six great swords.

Knight of Death.

The owner of the sword endured the pain with superhuman patience, remembering that they usually stay in the shadows. I just endured it. The Great Swords cleverly dislodge her body, rendering her immobile.

“Vee, I am so proud of you... as a warrior..." ”

“Ah. Nothing. Didn't I tell you? ”

Veled casually straightens his axe blade. He raises his axe and grins.

“Fuckin 'men are the trend these days. ”

He smashes the axe like a piece of wood.