Dungeon Defense (WN)

I was prepared to accept Barbato's will.

Whatever she says, I will never forget it. Not just the appearance of a horse, but the nuances, breaths, and emotions mixed into the sentence will continue to accompany me. Barbato is now the only one who opens his mouth and gestures in my world.

Even though the curse would only come out of his mouth and his hands would only strangle his neck, he was fine. You might be lucky to think that you can still see Barbato that way. No. Then you'll accept the visions... It's a retreat.

Barbatos and I stared at each other.

“ ……. ”

“ ……. ”

Barbatos man shines in my time dirtier than the mud.

The Demon King is like dirt that sits lightly on the ground, so if you are a little careless, you lose your temper. It is a curse, not a blessing, that you can feel other people's feelings. I'm not even sure if my heart is mine…….

Rather, it's normal to stay sober and gambling like Andromallius. However, Barbatos had an unrivaled and sturdy identity among the Demon Kings. One word she uttered seemed to resound endlessly as a symphony of a victory: "I am Barbato, I am Barbato."

I thought it was beautiful.

I almost fell in love at first sight.

What makes me different from you, Barbatos. I still find it hard to know. The more you try to be Barbatos, the more praises about yourself spread like fireworks in the night sky. But why is it that the more I try to do, the more I try to keep my own destiny - the more countries disappear.

Barbato, I'm asking you with my deepest tears.

Why is life a victory and a blessing for you?

Why is there nothing for me in the end station?

I admire you more than I love you. I longed to live with you. I was a foreigner in the first place. I was not allowed to live in this world, so I had to prove myself that I was alive.

But whatever I did here for the first time - it was murder! Then there was the massacre! Since that day, my life has been dedicated to justifying only the first massacres. In other words, I had no way but to live as a wicked man.

Barbato.

Oh, come on.

Barbato.

“ ……. ”

And she knelt privately on her knees.

I didn't say anything. There was no unusual gesture or eye movements. Barbatos only looks at my eyes one last time and bows his head in a perfectly ordinary gesture. I stared at her in a daze and realized.

Without a will.

Barbato was determined to die without leaving a note.

I realized I had a vision. Barbato chose to die without saying anything because he knew that anything he said would become my master.

I was completely paralyzed by the shock.

I couldn't do that.

You have something you want to ask me now. You can ask if you loved yourself, and you have the desire to ask. No, at least your men will want to know what happened to the Plains Demon Kings.

A will, not a question. What about the will? Barbatos, this is your end. You have lived for thousands of years without a word left to say in this world. Rather, the feelings, grudges, gratitude, and curses that could not be expressed in a thousand sentences and ten thousand words were evident in your heart.

Give it up……?

So you wouldn't leave a curse on me?

Only, for that reason, will you keep quiet about everything you've lived for?

“Don't be ridiculous! ”

I shouted, a shout I didn't even know existed. And I also meant it. My body is already out of control. Your hand protrudes and grabs Barbato's hair.

And I realized one more thing. Barbato closes his eyes. The reason was simple, so as not to give me the last sight. I draw her face in with fury.

“Leave a message! Look me in the eye! ”

I slapped Barbatos on the cheek. Nevertheless, Barbato was not even moved. The citizens of the square have given a vigorous shout as to whether they thought this was an interminable torture. I stomped the back of her foot and slapped her on the cheek until she opened her mouth.

The heat in the square increases as violence continues. But on the contrary, as if me and her had been isolated from the perimeter, so much of the excitement outside had faded, so little could be heard.

“... Ka 'Hah. ”

Barbato smiles.

“It's a thousand years old to lie to me, Dantalian. ”

“Lies... what nonsense. ”

“Pymon. You said she stabbed you in the neck on purpose in case she left you a long note. Clumsy. If you think you can trick this body with such absurd tricks, you're really stupid. Man, it was so senseless, I almost got over it. ”

Barbato opened his eyes and looked at me.

“It didn't make sense to think about it in prison. If you really didn't want to hear your last will and testament, you should have cut your throat, right? Or order your little escort over there to kill Pymon. And then you said, I shoved a dagger in the back of my neck once, once on my back... ”

Barbato's mouth twists.

“What does this mean? It's simple. Dantalian, you hugged Pymon and killed him. That's what it looks like. Ugh. Isn't that weird? Huh? Something smells fishy. Am I mistaken? ”

“ ……. ”

“The man who quickly killed Pymon because he didn't want to suffer the visions, but when he did, did he hug him and kill him with his whole body? And you didn't cut his throat? Stupid Dantalian, this is a contradiction. It doesn't make any sense. ”

My teeth trembled. I could smell the blood in my mouth.

“Quite the contrary, Dantalian. You didn't stab Pymon in the neck to keep him from leaving a note. Rather, they did what they had to do to hear the most concentrated will. You chose to kill Pymon in the most insulting way possible and deliberately to hear the most painful curse. ”

Barbato snorts.

“Don't deceive me. I'm not that funny. It's not like Python. Or die the way you want. You idiot, listen to me carefully from now on. ”

Barbatos brings me close to his face. She whispers with a breath of light laughter.

“I don't blame you. ”

“ ……. ”

“I trusted you. I like you, too. I gave you too much power to betray, and I ordered you to kill Pymon. So the death I'm about to face is entirely my responsibility, Dantalian, not some four-timing man. ”

Barbatos lets out a small sigh as I harden and have no reaction. I really can't help it. I felt like I was muttering.

“But, yes. I'll leave you with this. I'm sorry, Dantalian. ”

“ ……. ”

“I'm sorry.”

What is sorry?

What the hell does she say she's sorry for?

“Ahh… ugh… ”

For some reason, my eyes became blurry. The object is shaken violently. It was dangerous to stall any longer. You won't kill her. I can't do what I have to do. And so I shall be defeated.

I love Barbato too much.

I can't.

You can't do that.

I am the one who must remain vigilant and evil. If I say I love you, I don't want to kill you, so I shouldn't make excuses for it. I must not desecrate the lives I have slaughtered so many times. And I shouldn't make excuses to them, "I was just a human being in love."

You must not grant an exemption.

“What is this fool...? ”

You hear Barbatos' voice beyond the blurred vision. Barvatos said, as if he were patting my ear. In Barbato's voice, there was something blurry.

“Kill him, you son of a bitch. ”

In a word that pushes my back.

I raise my sword. It was too late to capture Barbato's last image clearly, but there was nothing I could do. I had to kill her. Now. It would have been impossible for me to kill her if not for this moment.

- I kill Barbatos.

Desperately grabbing the Sword Sack that seems to be missing right now.

I'm desperate to get my knee bent like it's gonna collapse right now.

Aim for her neck, without hesitation, in a blow, kill her.

“ ……. ”

Barbato bows his head.

At the same time, my blade swarmed down.

I should never have met you in the first place. No. It would have been much better if the adventurers would have been captured and killed by an unknown death squad. At least I wouldn't have hurt you.

I should never have been born.

I had to kill me before I killed anyone.

It was impossible. I wanted to live slaughtering people. And then, I lived like that, and at some point, I became the one who didn't have to die anymore. Dog deaths and suicides became unauthorized.

If only there was hell in the world.

In that moment, I will confess to you that I am sorry.

I owe you an apology.

Please don't forgive me for not being able to tell you I'm sorry.

And I finally put down my sword.

- The hissing rang out.

My right hand bounced off.

A moment later, Baal's dagger flies through the air like a windmill and plunges deep into the ground. My face was distorted by the pain I felt in my right hand. I turn my head to the side, crouching like an evil spirit.

“I'm sorry."

Where I heard voices.

“Father.”

Daisy folds her feet and stares at me silently.

I stared at him in despair, and then I realized what was going on. As soon as I tried to kill Barbatos, Daisy lifted her leg and flicked my back. I lost the Great Sword in the shock.

“How dare...... you bitch...! ”

“I've thought about it many times. ”

Daisy looked me in the face. Black eyes were shining exclusively on me.

“I've spent countless nights thinking about things. The reason you let me live. Why I don't kill you and why I have to. I thought and thought about which one is right, which one to choose, countless times. ”

But Daisy said,

“It's clear now. ”

She reaches out her palm toward Baal's Great Sword. Then the Dagger is drawn to Daisy's magical power and returned to her grasp. Daisy raises her sword at me.

“I'm stopping you. ”

And the girl declared, scattering her black paws.

“My name is Daisy von Coustos. All my life, Demon King Dantalian. From now on, I will stop you. ”

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