Dungeon Defense (WN)

I struggled with my silence.

I picked up the chair and hit it five, ten, and dozens of times.

There was no directionality. I repeated a move that was just a flick of something. The chair was fine. It was made of high-quality wood and hard. I felt like it wouldn't break even if I hit it a hundred times. But what's going on here? The chair breaks without lasting twenty times.

Anything simply shattered.

I reached out my hand. The wall is decorated with longsword. I pulled out my blade and swung it around at random. Living things die easily. It was easy to break things without life.

The bed was torn apart and the feathers were scattered white.

In the air, too many feathers poured down.

Linc, something fell. Suddenly, a knife went out of my right hand. At the same time, I was out of my knee. I knelt on the floor like a broken doll. Feathers touched my chest, cheeks, and palms.

“ ……. ”

A faint feather covers your vision and gives you a faint look. As I stopped the commotion, the feathers slowly sank to the ground. There was Daisy, dressed in black, with black hair and black eyes like a well.

“Not a word. Don't say a word to me. ”

Daisy walked towards me slowly.

I recaptured the sword, trembling on the ground. If you mock me, I'll stab Daisy in the heart. It was irrational, but I was irrational now. Daisy was almost at the edge of her warrior days, but she couldn't resist me. Talk some sense into it. - I'll kill you with a dagger.

I heard a funny sound, Fong.

Daisy holds a bottle in her arms. The cork stopper was removed from the wine bottle. Daisy puts a bottle over my head and grabs it upside down. Naturally, wine poured down my head.

Wine poured down my hair and jawline.

A red liquid drenched my face, my clothes, and the floor of my room. Wine seeps into the white feathers scattered across the floor. Meanwhile, Daisy has been staring down at me with her careless eyes indefinitely.

A bottle of wine ran out in no time. Daisy opened a liquor drawer around the corner and brought another bottle of wine. The sound of the pong, cork stopper opening rang out, and the liquor spilled into my head again.

Once, twice, three, four times.

Soon, Daisy stops after emptying all the fever bottles. The floor is drenched in red.

“Your head's a little cold, Father. ”

“ ……. ”

“The amount of blood I bled during my heart embossed surgery would be about this much. ”

I spit out my empty laugh. Maybe it wasn't a smile, it was just air coming out of my lungs.

“It was only a third of this. ”

“Your father likes to call one thing ten, and if I only inflated it three times, it wouldn't be a lie. ”

I took the handkerchief out of my arms. Even the handkerchief was prone to alcohol. Then Daisy handed him a white handkerchief. I pick it up, wipe my face, and spit it out with a passing tone.

“I'll have to kill more. We need to kill more. ”

My head became cold.

I don't know what to do. I had a clear idea of what to do. It was clearly drawn in front of my eyes. Normally, I'd consult Laffith to make sure my plans weren't flawed. But this time, everything was clear enough that there was no need to consult.

I'll be the judge of that.

“Daisy, fetch Pymon. ”

“I understand.”

Daisy follows orders without raising any questions. I sat on a bed torn apart and waited for Pymon to come.

Twenty minutes later, Pymon walks into my room. I came out of my sleep in my pajamas.

“Oh, my God. Dantalian? ”

As soon as I walked into the room, Pymon panicked. Furniture was all shattered and pottery and feathers were spilled on the floor, as well as liquor. It was surprising.

“What's going on here? What the hell happened……. ”

“Barbatos betrayed me. ”

I smiled faintly.

“Barbato, he betrayed me. ”

“ ……. ”

What did I look like in Pymon's eyes?

Pymon shuts up and approaches me. After sitting at the edge of the bed, Pymon gently hugs me.

“It's okay, Dantalian. Barbato just has a different belief. The belief completely opposite to ours...... that he would never give up. Yes, Barbato is that kind of devil. ”

“Pymon……. ”

“Hehe. Maybe we should take a step back. ”

Pymon said brightly. Maybe he's trying hard to be bright.

Since the abolition of slavery was not passed, the one who was most distressed was Pymon himself, not anyone else. To be honest, I didn't really care whether slavery was abolished or not. I decided to carry Pymon's beliefs on my behalf, so I pushed quietly.

“It's okay to postpone the liberation of human slaves a little later. If we just ease the terms a little bit and let the Maine slaves go, we can resubmit the agenda, and it will definitely pass on the night of Valpurgis. ”

“But, Pymon. Is that okay with you?”

I muttered with my face against Pymon's chest.

“Then the Mage Masters will focus on buying and gathering human slaves. Even if the witches are freed, the humans will fall into hell. Is that okay?”

“…… It's not okay. It can't be okay. ”

Pymon replies with a tone that suppresses something.

“But slavery itself is much better than what remains intact. ”

“ ……. ”

“She knows that the world will never change at once. Even though it may seem like a sudden change, if you look behind it, there are countless reforms and countless sacrifices. ”

Pymon smoothly kissed my forehead.

We both looked up. Pymon wept. However, there was a smile on his mouth. Above all, it was a grin.

“Dantalian, we're not just history scholars, we're history buffs. Even if it's just one step, it's the only way for us to move. Because no one will move... …. ”

“Convincing the Grand Duke is one way to do it. ”

I looked directly into Pymon's eyes.

“It is only officially permissible for human slavery, but it is not officially prohibited. ”

“How?”

“Pymon. I'm going to watch the Grand Duke battle now. If Maine slavery is banned, the Duke's power will be reduced in an instant. You'll pay for it. ”

Pymon tilts his head slightly.

“What price are you talking about? ”

“Six Demon Kings' territory from the last Purge. Distribute it to the Grand Duke. ”

“ ……! ”

Pymon's eyes widen.

The last purge had six Demon Kings and eleven Grand Dukes. Six Demon Kings originally owned land on the continent, of course. Their lands have now been returned to the Habsburg Empire.

“Ha, but, Dantalian. The impact of the Grand Duke is considerably lower if you hand it over. In order to undermine the duchess in the first place, I brought up an agenda called abolition of slavery, which poses a risk of becoming the mainstream preacher. ”

“It was just an excuse anyway. ”

I said decisively.

“Our real goal was to abolish slavery, and to undermine the Grand Duke was a reason to persuade the Plains and the Neutrals. ”

“Yes. So if you come now and give your lands to the ducs, the other princes will revolt. ”

“I'm keeping it a secret. ”

“ ……. ”

Pymon closes his lips.

“There's no need to inform the other Demon Kings. This is an informal exchange. If the Grand Duke gives up human slavery as we speak, we leave them in charge of the territory. You do not need to appoint a lord. Just make it the Lord's proxy. ”

“So…… you're lying to the other Demon Kings. ”

Pymon's eyes narrow. I felt serious beyond the eyelids.

“It's a dangerous deal, Dantalian. Once the Demon Kings find out about this, they'll be blaming us for it. ”

“I have a way. Trust me."

The two of us looked at each other quietly.

A moment later, Pymon nods.

“Okay, what do you want the girl to do? ”

“I'll only borrow your 'trust' for a moment, Pymon. ”

We had a long conversation.

The long night was beginning.

* * *

News quickly spread that the agenda for abolition of slavery had been compromised.

The Grand Dukes must have been confused. They must have already been threatened by me and thought the agenda would pass. I want to understand how things are going.

Rumors have spread that Barbato and I are battling against each other in such situations.

‘In recent years, the Demon King Dantalian has almost monopolized the Demon King's power. Barbato complained about this dantalian march, and eventually the two of them ran into each other…….’ It was roughly a rumor.

The rumors were generally wrong, but the key was to get it right. Barbato and I actually started a Cold War. Ever since the fight that night, I haven't properly faced my face. I had a conversation with him through a magic crystal ball, but that was it. Even though we ran into each other in the imperial palace, we passed each other as if we hadn't seen each other.

So the rumors were pretty convincing. Barbato was right to cast his objection to me on Valpurgis' night, and we were right to be cold as ever.

But it's hard to believe the rumors from the Grand Duke's perspective.

The Grand Dukes were extremely wary of me, Dantalian. Rumors were too dangerous to believe. Weren't there more than ten Dukes purged just half a year ago?

“Send a letter of reconciliation to the Grand Duke. ”

I've invited the Grand Dukes to the Imperial Palace. The point was simple: I wanted to apologize for last time I personally threatened the Grand Dukes. Now there are only 15 Grand Dukes left to reply to me.

To remove all kinds of modifiers and just extract the content, it was as follows:

‘Apology accepted, but I can't go to the Imperial Palace. ’

The Grand Duke was suspicious. This is another trick. Like last New Year's Eve, they called themselves together and tried to get rid of them all at once. Perhaps the other Demon Kings can be trusted, but the Duke's opinion is that they cannot be trusted as Dantalian.

At that time, the Great Sage Prince of Viper Hell sent an offer.

"If you hold a meeting in the Palace of Sosin, not in Habsburg, I will gladly accept it. ’

The other magistrates agreed to this proposal. In short, they told me not to go to the continent, but to cross to the courtyard in their own backyard. It implied that "if you want to apologize sincerely, you must show that much sincerity."

Some of the Grand Dukes thought I'd say no.

But I happily sent a message of permission.

As I apologize, of course I have to work here, and visiting the horse system has nothing to do with being the Demon King.

However, conditions were met.

I was going to visit with Pymon, not alone.