Dungeon Defense (WN)

There is one thing I have been thinking about for a long time.

... I mean, isn't the subject of being the Demon King too majestic?

This is a serious worry.It also loses its Power stat and Charm stat. I did not have the so-called charisma that a king ought to have, which makes the person in front of me stagger by itself. If I don't have a horn on the back of my head, people won't even know I'm the Demon King.

Compared to when I was a kid a year ago, I guess that makes sense. I became accustomed to watching humans die in droves. I understand how politics works. But charisma did not come to life.

“So, this is a problem. Don't you think?”

I sighed, moaning and said seriously.

“There are those who forget or deliberately ignore the fact that they are the Demon King. Huh. I couldn't understand why the kings were wasting their time building palaces. Now I see. If you sit on a golden throne in a palace made of marble, you will have no grandeur. Worldwide history, as useless as it may seem, has deep implications. Is that what you think? ”

“Yes… yes, Your Majesty! ”

The old man squeezed his head under my feet. He was being impulsive. A splendid red silk garment was stained with dirt and blood.

“That's what cows think! ”

“I'm glad it worked out. ”

I smiled.

“Regrettably, I don't intend to build myself a magnificent palace. I still have a lot of money to spend. Huh, big problem, too. Yeah, it's a big problem. I have no innate dignity. So we have no choice but to make it acquired. How do I embrace my natural dignity? ”

“To you…… this is already majestic. ”

“Oh, thank you for the compliment. ”

I lift my right foot and gently touch the man's head. Slowly like a palm of my hand. The man's body trembles.

“But I don't think he has any dignity. If there were, why would they be attacked in the first place? You raided them knowing that if they fail, they will be utterly extinct. That means you see yourself as decent. ”

“Th-the king. ”

The man's voice flutters to an unbearable degree. I stepped on his head. My body vibrated beyond my shoes to the soles of my feet. The opponent is now surrounded by a terrible horror. I didn't feel bad.

The man cries with his nose to the ground.

“Please spare my life... Please spare my life! ”

“So, I decided to create a kind of symbol. ”

I took my foot off. I glanced at the Death Knight, who was waiting next to me. Then the knight grabbed the man by the waist and raised him to his feet.

“Hee hee hee hee hee! ”

A man hung in the air like a child. Yellow water falls from the crotch. It smelled sour.

I raised my left hand to show the man.

“Look closely. Do you see no detections or stops? ”

“Yes! Yes! Ugh, I can see well……. ”

“Your loyal men have been cut off from you. Your skills were outstanding.You didn't have time to feel pain. Haha.”

The man's complexion became pale because he couldn't blush.

“I... Your Majesty... forgive... Please, forgive... ”

I laughed.

“Well, the past is the past and the present. I'm a very generous man. Your men make one or two mistakes, they won't kill you for no reason or behave so savagely. ”

“Thank you… khhh, Your Majesty… Thank you! ”

The man lowers his head a dozen times, his hands spread out. I had never seen him beg for forgiveness before. It was much more humiliating than I imagined. Well, I didn't know that ten of a man's fingers were all broken and looked so ugly.

“By the way, you. What is the ring on the right hand stop? ”

“Yes? Yes, yes. It's a ring that symbolizes the position of the Grand Duke. ”

“Take it out and give it to me. ”

The man hiccupped.

“This is a ring I can't take off forever.... ”

“Cut.”

As soon as my words fell, the Knight of Death twisted a man's finger.

“Shhhhh!”

The scream echoes. The man's right hand stops poking out of the ground. The Knight of Death took the ring and set it straight for me. I nodded satisfactorily.

The man was distracted by the screaming and groaning. I turned to him.

“You don't need it anymore. Don't you think?”

“Y-yeah... ugh. ”

I stood up and patted him on the cheek. My hands got cold wet when I drooled out of the man's mouth. It was a little dirty, but okay.

“I don't plan on treating this wound. Think about it.Leave a wound that can heal at any time.Leave a visible wound like this alone. Everyone who meets you will look at this wound. And you will remember the words of those who resisted you. ”

“Yes……? ”

“Regret in the afterlife, you fool. ”

I pulled the dagger out of my chest and shoved it straight into his jaw. I put a sharp dagger in the area between my neck and my chin.

Knng, he was exsanguinated because a single horse was ringing. Red blood splattered on my face. I looked quietly at the man's end without even sensing his eyes. He gives a brief convulsion, and then his strength disappears.

I pulled out the dagger and wiped it on the cloth. It was a dagger given to me by Barbato. I have to treat it precious.Tick-tock on bloodstained objects to improve the life of the weapon. It was a gift for suicide. Barbato's mouth is dirty for less than a day or two and he doesn't care.

I said in the grave.

“Stick his neck out at the top of the palace. ”

The Knights of Death nod.

On that day, of the twenty-six Grand Dukes who ruled the Magic Cube, The Grand Duke died.

The palace where the Grand Duke lived was completely destroyed, and 200 archers were brutally murdered. The palace spire is lined up with the Grand Duke and the Archer's necks. I wrote a special phrase on it.

─ Know thyself.

* * *

I returned to Castle Marwan with a weary body.

We had to meet a few more ducs to move on as originally planned. But the necessity was gone. Now that we've set an example, if their heads were in their heads, they would pay tribute to themselves.

Above all, I need to change my own strategy.

It turns out Pymon is a Republican, and even the Republicans have been lurking all over the continent. I became their partner. How to use it. I had to come up with a new strategy.

I soaked myself in a warm underground pond and got some rest. However, even before the end of the break, some shocking news was delivered.

“Barbatos has fallen? ”

The crystal sphere was illuminated with citrus. She nods.

─ Yes. Losing doesn't mean that the damage is immense, but hurry.

What are you talking about? I was embarrassed and asked again.

“No, how did you lose a kid who didn't look like he was going to die? ”

─ That's why…….

Citri told me this story: I marched all over Habsburg to the capital for an end, but somehow the capital was already empty. The Empire abandoned its capital and fled.

Barbatos suggests we pursue and eliminate the Empire army. The other faction's Demon Kings have been disbanded due to their lack of cooperation. Barbatos alone pursued the Empire army.

But the empire was only waiting for the Demon King's pursuit.

The pursuers have been ambushed by the Empire as they pass through the canyons. Front and back, all around. According to Citri, the owner of the sword ran into twenty people. Not only Habsburg's sword, but the rest of the Humans' army.

Barbatos did not mobilize a large number of troops in a swift pursuit. Even that small number of troops had just arrived in the capital and marched again without rest. Lee Manmueng is ready to be beaten by the Humans who dug a trap and waited for the Hochtam.

Barbatos is defeated. He barely escapes the chasm on his own. The five masters of the sword cling to Barbatos to the end, and her left arm is cut off.

A Demon King the size of Barbato won't be hard to regenerate, but in other words, a Demon King that size has lost an arm. It was not enough to express defeat beyond defeat.

─ Ha. He's a cripple, but when he loses all his men and sees his one-armed man running around like that, what will he say? I feel sorry for her.

Citri sighed deeply.

─ If I had known this, I would have followed you. Still, he's the toughest fighter in the whole country. I hate it when the hardest kid sees the most damage. And you can't tell her you're sorry! Ugh.

What to do, what to do, and Citri mutters. It seemed to be genuinely troubled.

This is exactly what I was thinking when I heard Citri tell me everything.

‘...... What are you up to again? ’

I don't know about Citri, but Barbatos, he sometimes doesn't match his insides.

It was graded as well. He was a sadist, by the looks of it. However, when he actually fucked me, he often became the Majohist.

Watching the video of Barbatos mumbling like a pig in my crotch, the ducs were all appalled. It was that surprising.

Usually I talk, and I think, "Oh, she's so fierce around here," but... well. He surprised me again. Barbatos cries like a child in front of his men when he is caught up in Pymon's ruse.

In short, he's flabby.

Just by his tone and expression, he didn't have this kind of hyperemia. But Barbatos, who cares more about his men than anyone, clearly walked into an ambush knowing that the enemy had set a trap? It didn't fit back and forth. There must be some very, very wicked insides hidden away.

I thought about it for a while and asked.

“Citri. How many of Barbatos' chasers were there, roughly? ”

─ Huh?

Citri projecting from the crystal sphere frowns and tilts her head.

─ Hmmm... Maybe 1500? I think it was a little over a thousand.

Barbato is leading an estimated 5,000 troops. Approximately 15,000, considering the entire plains. Among them, only a thousand people were reformed into chases...... There were no shortages. It smelled very copper.

“Was there a knight of death among them? ”

─ Yes. Hundreds of them.

Aha.

Citri bites.

─ But why?

“No, I'm just curious. ”

Barbato's insides seem vague.

I thought it was more ridiculous than happy to know his conscience. He was a wicked one after all. I wanted to be modeled on the innocence of Citri, who was sincerely sorry in front of my eyes.

"Oh, shit, you're lying. ’