Dungeon Defense (WN)

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The next day, a boy-sized stone stands on top of Palatino Hill.

The stone is strangely dressed in luxurious silk. Why is there such an expensive silk stone? The passersby stared at it once. Some people even looked carefully to see if it was a spiritual object, rather than a regular stone.

It was a stone that looked ordinary, even though it was torn apart.

The people nodded their heads together in wonder.

“Why is this in front of the Grand Chapel? ”

“Someone moved it for sport. Ugh, young people nowadays. ”

“There must be some silverware left in the shed. Don't swear at the young people that wrinkles are a privilege. ”

The Grand Chapel points to a tribunal built on the orders of Dantalian.

The Demon King Dantalian called this place the Tribunal, but whenever he solved a major incident among the villages, he gathered here and was naturally called the Chapel. In order to distinguish them from the houses that used to serve as synagogues in the village, the residents called this place "the big house."

“Silk has a notice on it. ”

A few of the settlers were able to read the letters. He was born into an oligarchy family. They recognized the writing on the luxurious silk.

“Move the stones to the bottom of the hill." ”

“Hmmm? Why are you telling me to move it?" ”

“I don't know about that... ”

The man frowns and finishes reading the silk.

“But once you move it, you get a hundred gold coins. ”

“A hundred gold coins? ”

The colonists were silent for a moment and looked at each other.

And he smiled.

“You got to be kidding me. Look, what I said. ”

“It's a trick to get caught and then laugh upside down. Obviously.”

“Let's go inside. ”

If I took the words written on silk straight away and moved the rock, it would be obvious that they would ridicule how seriously they would react to such nonsense. Stamina will be consumed with stamina and the villagers will drink alcohol for a while.

The colonists ignored a little hazing and entered the Grand Chapel. After the rally, people return to the entrance. The stone remains uncovered.

“The Demon King built this place anyway, and some son of a bitch started playing around at the entrance! ”

People frowned.

“Hey, old Parsi. Why did you let it go so far? ”

“Don't call me an inspiration, you old man. Seventeen youngsters. Who said anything about inspiration? ”

Farsi followed him out of the Grand Chapel. People laughed.

“If you've been inspired by the king, you're an inspiration regardless of your age. Seventeen horses. Have you eaten seventeen mules? You've already lived your life, old man. ”

“Piss off, my friend. I'll get a real one this year. ”

People laughed louder.

“Come on. I'll marry a bear like you. ”

“Oh, fuck off! ”

Parsi growls.

If the number is wrong, it was Parsi who axed the village chief, but it was usually just a good general to mock. Moreover, most people knew which girl Parsi fancied and how desperate the love of the general was.

Parsi loved the wife of the great Demon King, Laura de Farnese. It was a crush at first sight.

From the looks of it, it was impossible for love to be made. The beautiful blonde girl was also the one who recently introduced a new law throughout the territory. Like the farmer's wife, it was clear to the colonists that he was not just a farmer's wife.

The colonists whisper behind the laughter.

“That's a real moron. I've got a crush on such a beautiful girl, and all the other virgins will notice. ”

“Tsk, the chief and the Demon King are trusted by us. Keep your eyes down, and we'll be able to pick and grab them." Let's see you kick your blessings with your own feet... ”

People sigh, head to head. He was wrong.

“The other day, my mistress saw the Demon King and that blonde woman making love in a deserted wheat field! There's no such thing as a match. Well, it's hopeless. ”

“I've heard a few rumors. You can't be serious. ”

“Oh, that's real. I've seen it, too. My king is a southerner! ”

The colonists are swarming. They bet Parsi will marry within seven years. Parsi, the old boy was an agent of hope for the lord....

“Parsi. Anyway, get rid of that ugly pile of rock. What's this on the front door of the Grand Chapel? What are you doing? We're going to help you. ”

“I don't know what they think. ”

Farsi shrugs.

“I didn't leave that for fun. This was formally placed by the Demon Lord. ”

“Ain?”

The colonists grimace even further.

“No, what do you think... ”

“Do you think I know what the Demon King thinks? ”

Parsi said with a condescending tone.

“I told you to put it away. I did what I was told. Damn, I thought my back would drop from dawn to hauling stones I can't even afford. ”

“It's an unused waist. You should take care of it carefully. Drag it.”

“Shit. Are you guys having fun making fun of me? ”

“There's no such thing as honey. ”

Some people are seriously troubled while smiling.

In their eyes, the Demon King Dantalian was not a member of the Navy, but a member of the Confederate Army. Sometimes, there were many strange corners in the wheat field, such as doing romantic things with a lover or building a field with the Lord.

However, there has always been theft and theft when it comes to territorial rule. Theft indicates that the lord never reverses a word spoken in front of the territory, and morality means that he knows when and how to see when, and it means that he can bring flexibility to governance.

For example, Dantalian kept his promise not to walk the tax.

All sorts of miscellaneous taxes called surcharge were ready to be passed. It was originally the son and daughter of people who had fled from other lands. Violence was more and more accustomed to them.

It wasn't a matter of tyranny, it was a matter of how much tyranny.

In this regard, Dantalian was firmly imprinted on people as a treacherous lord. Our lord does not speak nonsense. If the Lord does it, so be it. That's what I was thinking.

‘This, maybe the Lord...... ’

"Well, I think you've got an idea. ’

The seasoned elders talk silently to each other.

They nod. The Demon King put something in his heart. That was enough to know. I thought it was beyond the topic of calculating exactly what the intention was. You don't have to do that, do you?

Unlike the elders, some took two steps back from life, and some young men stepped forward.

“If Your Majesty vouches for me, the story will be a little different. ”

The young man had the name Yamer. He was the next of kin.

As it is common in this age, Yammer did not inherit the land from his parents. Instead, he enters a compost site where Dantalian pays three tax rates.

‘It's all thanks to you. ’

The young man was grateful to Dantalian for providing opportunities for others like him. Since the Demon King himself had wished for such a place from the beginning, even though it seemed like a joke, he took a turn.

“Step aside. I'll do it. ”

“Huh? No, but there's no platinum to carry around a lump of stone. ”

The majority of the people who haven't figured out the atmosphere yet tilted their heads.

Yammer also did not believe that platinum would really die. Simply put, I was wondering if I should follow the Pogo the Demon King gave me.

“By the way, is this a prophecy? I'll give you some silk wrapped around a rock here. That's what I get for taking it. ”

“Well, I don't... ”

“Silk enough. ”

People nod.

Some people stared at rocks with greedy eyes. That silk is worth a lot of money. But as a champion, Yammer stepped in first, leaving people with nothing but appetite.

“Heave-ho. Heave-ho! ”

As the crowd watches, Yammer raises the boulder vigorously. It was quite heavy.

“Hehehe……! Parsi. Is everything okay down the hill? ”

“You didn't say anything about a place, so be my guest. ”

“Yes! The Underworld Master Yammer is leaving! ”

Yammer makes his way down the hill.

People followed Yamer, saying he had something to see. After the council was over, they had to go back to their villages, and I wondered what kind of joke the Demon King had prepared. Yammer flinches his arms and legs halfway through.

“What is the power of a farmer! ”

“Woo! Slow walking! The Underworld is a fucking Underworld! ”

The colonists burst out in excitement. Yammer tendons on his forehead, but his face turns crimson from the weight of the stone. I couldn't afford to return the complaint to the people.

“Khhhhh! Oh my gosh, Sachin! ”

Four minutes later, Yamer arrives at the bottom of the hill. He thumps and drops the boulder. Yammer lies on the ground.

“He's so heavy! ”

“Look at that little rock fall over there. ”

“Maybe I can use that on my wife. ”

It was when people laughed loudly.

A peacekeeper who was watching everything at the outpost on the hill. That is, the two assassins who followed Jeremy here approached. The villagers were somewhat nervous because they knew that the security guards weren't normally martial artists. - What's going on?

An elf-headed security guard pulls out a luxurious box even on the surface.

“Who moved the rocks? ”

“It's me, sir. ”

Yammer gets up from his seat in a hurry.

The security guard shouts.

“Hear ye! I have followed the notice given in the name of Dantalian, so I will give him a hundred gold coins as I promised you. ”

“Uh, yes…? ”

“Here is the reward from the Demon King. Be respectful.”

Yammer's ferocious eyes return to his senses.

He holds out the palm of his hand, which was poured out to move the stone. The security guard politely handed over the crate. A chest the size of a chest. Everyone knew that selling this box would cost a few gold coins.

“So, this is... I mean. ”

Gulp.

Yammer swallows the saliva. With a firm expression, he opens the box decisively.

A pile of gold coins was really shining there.

“Wahhhh!? ”

Yammer screams without my knowledge. Is this a dream or a dream?

The colonists followed Yammer screaming as if they were choirs. Even the elders who were waiting gently for what would happen shouted high and high screams, forgetting their age. A gold coin. A pile of gold coins like no peasants have ever seen before!