Dungeon Defense (WN)

Time went on and on.

Time senses get weird when people stay in the house alone. When a day felt like four days, a week felt like half a day. This is why people have pets.

“Today is a cheese sandwich. ”

“ ……. ”

When I had a pet, I had to feed and water them regularly. There were certain criteria at the time. I had a sense of responsibility. One day was fixed, three days was fixed. It's a bizarre dynamic. It looked like a person was taking care of a pet, but it was actually a pet taking care of a person.

“Aren't you going to eat? It's pretty good.”

“?. ”

A woman spits in a dish I've made for a long time. I shrug.

Perhaps the woman tried to kill herself by not even talking to food or water. I'd say it's wise. May I commend you for your temperament. We couldn't just kill ourselves like this.

That's why I decided to stake the slavers.

“No! Please, ah, I won't... resist!" I'll stay calm...! ”

“I've had a firm philosophy for a long time. ”

The liver was made from a table to secure the woman.

I even used expensive magical artifacts in case I died of shock. Only magic related to healing and regeneration was allowed briefly at half-enchantments, and then a powerful recovery enchantment was triggered on the operating table. With the potion fully prepared, it was unlikely that one woman would die during surgery.

This allows beginners to feel safe and imprint on their hearts.

Ultimate Recovery Wizards, 300 Gold Coins only. I'm going to take you to 300 gold coins. Be careful, it hardly works on diseases.

I felt excited by the feeling of advertising for home shopping.

“That is, he who treats food carelessly is worse than an animal. On this wheat bread. The heart of a farmer who harvested wheat for months and months, and the care of grinding the wheat into bread is absorbed. ”

“I'll kill you! I'll kill you, you son of a bitch!" ”

“Less toughness. ”

I snapped my tongue.

“Well, don't worry. I've never had a branded surgery like this before. ”

I watched Jeremy perform the surgery a few times beside him. So just once. Maybe we can be treated as revenge, not singularity, since we've been here a few times. Well, how many times do I have to say it?

Come to think of it, Daisy plays Luke's surgery quite often. In fact, I was a professional when it came to surgery. It was objective. There was nothing for the woman to worry about.

“Hmm. Can we cut here? ”

The skin of the woman was cut with a fire surgical procedure. I split my skin quite naturally. I had no idea I was so talented. It was embarrassing because the world was boring even though it was too versatile.

“ ……! ”

The screams of a familiar woman.

The woman shrugged her shoulders, even though she secured them to the table. The tendon twists around your neck while screaming. I felt really sick.

“Ah.”

I forgot to use anesthetic.

I made this mistake as a pro.

I thought there was something missing, but there was no anesthetic or anesthetic. I was ashamed as if I hadn't written my name and submitted my test paper.

“I'm sorry. I forgot to anesthetize. ”

“Ugh... Ugh... Ugh... ”

“Wait a moment. ”

I searched the house leaving behind a woman. I put an anesthetic on the lamp. Immediately, the bathroom was filled with a spicy fragrance. The anesthetic was appropriate for the woman. I glanced at her satisfactorily.

“Perfect.”

I've shaken up my own thorough readiness.

The anesthetic was not very good, so I felt no pain and it was not very good. But maybe it's just a little bit hot. The fact that there is still this much human consideration, this man almost burst into tears because he was moved.

I gladly tore the woman's flesh.

“Khh... Ahhhh! ”

Mmm-hmm.

It was clearly thanks to the anesthetic, but it seemed quite painful. Is that the anaesthetic and the physiology? What a pity.I was so kind to you that it didn't work.

Of course, it was impossible for an individual's tragedy to prevent a historical transformation. That's what the world looks like. Therefore, I took as slowly and as hard as possible to bend the inside of the woman with the same feeling as a fighter leading the revolution.

“…… This doesn't look like a heart. Is it the lungs?”

“Ugh, turn it off…. ”

I made a very small mistake.

“This is an unidentifiable visceral organ...... It wouldn't matter, would it?" There's a rumor that the weight is moderately light. ”

“ ……. ”

It was okay.

Humans could not be perfect.

After several trial and error, the surgery was finally completed. I was very satisfied with my first experience. The slaver is clearly engraved on the heart of the woman. Even if a woman's body is covered in blood and potions, everything is okay because the results are good.

From that day on, I did not put her in chains.

I had no reason to worry because I had established a strict command system to prevent suicide. My choice to carve a slaver on the spot was excellent. The woman occasionally showed me a fierce adversary, but when her thighs and calves were pierced about forty-four times, the adversary was horrified.

My work was very simple.

Have a drink first.

Get up and draw.

I drink alcohol next time.

Moderately 'talk' to women and stay social Sociality is a person's personality. Conversation is almost essential to maintaining a consistent personality.

And drink.

I bought a cart full of whiskey like it was yesterday, but I'm already exhausted. I had no choice but to drive the cart to the town of Novgorod. I went through five breweries and swept through all the fine liquor.

A path through the streets of the city.

I heard men chattering like usual.

“Oh, my God. Something about the Demon Lord Barbato being executed. ”

“I've heard the same thing four times, thanks to you. ”

“The day will surely come when the evil god of immortality dies. It's a strange time.”

“ ……. ”

I picked up a bottle of whiskey from the cart.

I blew my diseased foot with one hand and dragged the cart with the other. The further away from the center, the more uneven the path becomes. Of course, the cart, which was dragged by one hand, was also violently shaken. But I didn't stop the sickness from swelling.

─ I'll call you Barbato from now on.

─ Just put on a half note, kid. You think I'm older than you? Go fuck yourself.

At least.

─ Got it, Barbato. I'm Dantalian.

─ Good. My name is Barbato. Call it what you like, kid.

At least I wanted to kill him myself.

The cart falls sideways, losing balance. A bottle of wine spills out onto the ground. About half of the bottles have been broken. A clear or yellow liquid spilled down the dirt road. It was a waste of money.

“ ……. ”

I bent my knee to pick up the bottle.

I lifted the glass bottle with a slightly wet hand. I was about to put it on the cart, but I missed it on the way out. The bottle broke again. I stared down at the ground expressionlessly. What a waste.

Alcohol was expensive.

Once the disease broke, there was no turning back.

I mean...

I mean, I should have picked it up.

I couldn't do it.

“ ……. ”

I picked up the bottle.

I dropped it again.

I picked up the bottle again.

I fell.

I fell.

― ― ― fell.

“ ……. ”

Suddenly, you cover yourself with broken pieces of glass.

I wonder why.

Why do expensive things break so easily?

The more precious it is, the harder it will be.

On the contrary, to me, the more precious, the simpler it was broken.

“Ah……. ”

My heart tightened.

My breath changed very quickly. I can't breathe. Every time I consciously exhale, my heart aches like a wire. I grabbed the chest with my right hand. Without realizing it, my back was bent by itself.

“ ……. ”

Puke your breath.

My breath made me nauseous.

“…… Barbatos. ”

A very unstable voice leaked from my lips.

It was something that had to be vomited. Her laugh, her footsteps. He smiled as if he had no choice. Angry face, endless playfulness, and every breath she ever took seriously.

“…… Bars, Batos…… ”

I had to vomit.

I couldn't control it.

Something hot came out of the snow.

“Barbato……. ”

If he saw it, he'd laugh all he wanted.

Now there was no one to laugh at me.

“ ……. ”

Soon my whole body fell to the ground.

I liked it just once.

For once, I wanted to hear Barbatos smile. She made everything light by smiling. I'm so heavy right now. Like a ship that can't take my weight and sinks.

I needed Barbato.

─ You'd better run away with me...!

─ Somewhere in the market...... where people can't even walk or walk...... After hundreds of years and a thousand years, everything will be fine.

I was a fool.

You're a little more foolish than Barbatos' offer. I had to let myself be deceived. It was just impossible.

It was completely impossible.

“ ……. ”

How long has it been?

I looked up helplessly, and it was dark around me.

Sitting alone in the middle of nowhere. There was also a degree of suicidal hope. Just when the wild beast appeared and didn't bite, it was a bad thing. Ivar's body was made to be easily tolerated.

I left the cart as it was, and I stumbled.

I saw my mansion from afar.

Maybe Barbato was in there. There was definitely a possibility that it had to be my choice. If I were to open my door drunk ― ― why did she go out drinking alone, she might have been furious.

“ ……. ”

I did not enter the mansion.

Instead, I leaned back against the door and dug my face into my knee.

I felt nothing in my mind.

I really felt nothing.

Did something die inside of me? Amazing. There was still something left to die for. The insects in the late fall cry quietly somewhere.

I fell asleep on the porch.

“ ……. ”

Morning.

I opened my eyes to the cold sunlight.

I found myself lying on the ground, and I remembered how it happened. I immediately remembered. Then my heart became cold again. I'll carry this with me forever. It was a relief to know that I could continue to hold her.

I won't forget.

I never forget.

That was all I could do.

Opening the door, the woman looks at this side, surprised. I sat in a chair ignoring her gaze. I suddenly thought about getting the bottle out of the ceiling, but I remembered what I did yesterday.

“ ……. ”

Time was running out.

Like a space when the music is played and then disconnected.

Slowly.

Slowly.

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xusaku//Venus Pants Hiroinsul Your readers think I'm stomping...

amoeba//Hiya.

shuradin//Job.

Pumpkin//What a hell.

NineBreaker//I did not monitor it directly and saw it as a report from my subordinates. (...)

Fishman//I think we'll talk about that as well.

Thousands of angels//Dantalians unexpectedly do not hate women.

O'Malley//for some other reason, but for so psychological a reason, I don't know if it will be written down in my writing.

circle0810//Gross.

Erskina//Probably not.

Ugh, sorry I'm so late; sh;