Dungeon Defense (WN)

For a moment, there was a silence like a drawing line.

People are dumbfounded by Zephyr's abuse. Immediately after, in the square, a great age erupted without ever before. I quickly looked where Citri was sitting, not elsewhere. Citri kept her expressions to herself consistently.

“There's only one thing I feel sorry for. I didn't see a red-haired prostitute die. It must have been the same name as Jigo's. What a pity to not see that filthy bitch's face crumbling so badly! ”

Just a hand.

Citri's left arm trembles.

I turned my head to look at Zephyr.

“Can you swear there are no lies in this speech? ”

“Swear to God, this is the truth. I'm the one leading the assassination. You were the one who met Belial and plotted a plot to divide the mountain tribe. Idiot, he couldn't hide a single destination so quickly. ”

Zephyr snores and looks at Citri. My eyes were filled with laughter.

“The mountain rangers were the only ones of their kind in the first place...... If I hadn't stepped forward, I would have turned upside down someday. Rather, I deserve to be thanked. At least you gave her the noble sacrifice. A woman in the back alley with nothing to say about being snatched away by those bastards. ”

At that moment, Citri screamed and rushed towards Zephyr.

Citri was carefully treated to regenerate her arms, but her legs have not yet fully recovered. Citri, on the ground, attacked Zephyr like an animal. Citri raises her fist and smacks Zephyr's face.

“My sister! Don't insult Sister Pymon! ”

Zephyr, tied to a limb, was exposed to violence without hesitation. Blood spatters. The Neutral Demon Kings rush in and grab Citri. Citri cries out as she is stopped by the Demon Kings.

“Why--why are you all...! ”

Citri struggles softly like an animal captured by a hunter. Citri had no augmented artifacts. The people of the square won't hear what she has to say. However, Citri cried out in a more discouraging gesture than any other speech.

“I saved you! I, our mountain tribe, saved you from the destruction of your plains by Agares! I shouldn't have helped you guys! I should have left Agares to die! ”

Around the time Agares rebelled against the Plains with Gamygin.

The Plains were in peril when the Demon Monarchs opposed the Demon Army being regrouped in the name of the Empire and the Unsubstantiated Demon Kings waged a Great War. Baal, who did not know at the time, was also implicitly supporting the rebels.

No, Baal may have been behind the rebels. The plains were surrounded by grasslands that were militarily defeated by Agarash and politically were not guaranteed their future.

At that time, the Demon King who saved the Plains was Citri. Despite being a nemesis, Citri helped the Pyongyang for one simple reason: keeping promises. Thanks to this, the plains are out of harm's way, and there is some peace between the plains and the mountain tribes...

“You ungrateful bastards! ”

Citri raises her teeth and shouts.

“You pigs who don't know the meaning of honor or promise! Kill them all! Kill them all...! ”

“This is the end of the interrogation against Zephyr. ”

I stepped in to clear the air. The Neutral Demon Kings put their helmets on Zephyr again and pulled him down from the ground. Immediately before being veiled by the helmet, Zephyr cast his gaze at me. I read nothing from those grave eyes.

But Citri's pain did not end there.

Followed by the Plains Demon Kings who were dragged in after Zephyr.

“Yes, I assassinated Pymon! ”

“I ordered you to pierce the blade so that your vulgar body would be torn apart! ”

“Barbato knew nothing! ”

Power.

All five pleaded not guilty to Barbatos and his guilt. They blaspheme Pymon as if they had all made promises. The slightest bit of grudge against yourself.

Three days ago, I roamed the prison and planted suspicion on the Phantom Demon Kings. The suspicion that Barbatos may have actually committed the assassination. It was clearly imprinted that if the trial proceeded like this, Barbatos would be punished and executed for his sins.

It's because I knew that the Phantom Demon Kings would come out like this.

The Phantom Demon Kings would rather die than watch Barbatos die. There was no heat there. Zephar and Veled, among others, pleaded guilty.

Their loyalty to Barbatos was pure.

To prove its purity, the Phantom Demon Monarchs called Pymon a whore, a filthy bitch who deserved to die. Barbatos is more valuable to them than Python.

“ ……. ”

Finally, Citri bows her head and quietly drops her tears.

No one defended the honor of the dead. No one celebrated the fact that the dead man had been devoted solely to the Romans for over 2,000 years. Citri, she's the only one who shed tears for Pymon.

How many minds intersect?

The Phantom Demon Kings confessed to a crime they had never committed to save Barbatos. Citri was just giving up everything to avenge Pymon. In fact, the killer who tried to kill Pymon and Barbatos is right here, but no one suspects me.

It was great.

I have summoned the Demon King to be interrogated one last time.

“Comrades. I will now summon the last sinner here. Summon Barbatos.”

“I approve.”

The Neutral Demon Kings have led Barbatos out.

Barbato was wearing a clothes-like branch. I was dirty, run-down, and barely covered myself with pieces. Both wrists and ankles were tied tightly to a chain. It was miserable.

Every step Barbato makes, the chains twitch and his arms and legs curl. I've already torn my skin and bled out. Barbatos takes a step, one step, and the other as he spills blood. She lowers her head.

─ Phew.

Something slammed into Barbato's gray hair. It was rotten fruit.

At that point, the Mages, who were standing near the platform, started throwing all sorts of filthy things. Barbato's vicinity quickly became chaotic. Barbato is covered in a red and sticky liquid.

“Cowardly Assassin! ”

Citizens are shouting. Barbatos has already been convicted by the Grand Dukes' testimony. The Phantom Demon Kings struggled to make Barbatos innocent, but it didn't work.

One or two Pyramid Demon Kings pleaded guilty. Six perpetrators committed the same crime. Even a fool could see that the Phantom Demon Kings were lying.

It was overpaid.

The Phantom Demon Kings tried to protect Barbatos, but the effort was too blatant. It has been revealed that loyal servants are falsely testifying to cover up the Lord's mistakes.

And this was the trap I set.

If one Zephyr had pleaded guilty, there would have been a chance of reversal.

If the Plain Demon King had all pleaded innocent, he would have had the opportunity to resurrect the Knights if he had insisted that we had never committed assassination.

But no one claimed innocence.

It was better for the Phantom Demon Kings to simply leave Barbatos alone. It was better to turn away from her, sell her out of what might have been an assassination, and find her own way to live. If so, there was also a small chance that everyone would be released without sufficient evidence.

I trusted the loyalty of the Phantom Demon Kings and therefore used loyalty.

The result was a baptism of impurities pouring out on Barbatos.

“ ……. ”

Barbato's body was stained with rotten fruit and raw eggs. Even though the dirty cloth piece was dirty, I was embarrassed to call it clothes. Stuff hits my head, my thin forearm, and my white calf.

Barbato was once humiliated by the horsemen he wanted to protect. Like a warrior girl who was turned from a saint to a witch. However, she quietly walked forward.

Barbatos is finally on the stage.

I told you.

“Barbatos. The ducs have pleaded guilty to you. Your guilt is almost confirmed. ”

“ ……. ”

“Only the Plains Demon Kings insist that this was not done on your orders. They're the ones who planned and executed the assassination. Barbato, you had nothing to do with this. ”

And this was the final trap.

Barbato, you have two choices.

One is exposing my guilt. I claim that this assassination originated purely with me and your plan, and that the responsibility for killing Pymon rests with both of us. I have no intention of disputing this claim.

I intend to die here cleanly with you.

Because, Barbato. Because you have the right to kill me. It's not a bad story for me to have you as a companion. Let's bring Pymon down, bearing the guilt of killing that beautiful woman...

The other is that you alone will carry all your sins and die.

Leave it alone and the Pharisee Demon Kings will be blamed. They are executed for crimes they did not commit. Barbatos, only if you plead guilty will their innocence be recognised.

Choose.

Will you die with me or save the Phantom Demon Kings?

Barbatos is silent for a while, then slowly opens his mouth.

“Ha? What the hell is that? Our boys assassinated Pymon. ”

Barbato raises his head.

She is stained with all sorts of filth and her face is poorly soiled. However, the golden eyes stared straight ahead without flickering.

“I've never heard of it. Pymon, no matter how stupid she is, she's not stupid enough to be beaten up by dumb kids like us. You have to pay a lot of attention to kill that bitch. ”

Barbatos, betrayed by the Horsemen, betrayed by me and my lover.

“Our children did not commit an assassination. I, the eighth and rightful ruler of the Plains, who hated Pymon the most and longed for her death the most, and Barbato killed Pymon. ”

Barbatos smiles widely.

As fair and beautiful as she used to be.