Dungeon Defense (WN)

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The very night Barbato faced the agony of death.

A second trial was conducted at a time when absolute rest was still required.

“I'll brand your heart and gut. ”

Barbato raises his eyelids slowly. She notices that she's been passed out on the floor all night. The barracks prepared for Dantalian were lined with luxurious carpets. But my whole body, my intestines, my bones were cold.

“Why is there no answer? ”

Ivar asked, knowing Barbato's condition well.

“Have you ever thought about giving up the test? Well done. I thought I was going to fail anyway. I think it's great just to be distracted by your magnetism. So, this never happened.... ”

“I'm fine.”

Barbatos rises.

Like a horse's leg carrying too much weight, Barbatos scrambles his arms. She raises her head and looks up at Ivar Lothbrok. The sick eye. It doesn't have spots under it, so you dig it black. I felt like I was going to faint right away because my complexion was pale.

“I can take the next test. ”

Deep inside his eyes, his brother-in-law's will was shining.

Ivar snorts a little.

“I'll say it again. I don't trust your sincerity. I'm going to see King Dantalian. I can be satisfied just by meeting him...... I'm telling you plainly with my mouth, but you're just a devil king swallowed up by ambition anyway. Under the circumstances, he would try to seize power again as if he had never repented. ”

“No, I swear... ”

“So declare it an act, not a word. ”

Ivar pulls the grimoire out of his arms.

Ivar opens his grimoire and reveals it to the opposition. Although Barbatos became a wizard, only knowledge remained in his mind. I recognized the shape of the sorcerer.

“The magic of gold and oath.... ”

“Yes, a tool that forces contractors not to break their promises. It's good magic for you in some way. ”

It was the same technique as the Demon King Pymon.

Pymon made a deal with Gracie, the saint of the human army. Our pledge is to unite the mountain tribes and humanity to attack Dantalian. Pymon breaks his promise at the last minute. In return, I faced the crisis of death....

‘Are you on the same train as that Pymon bitch? No, just reversed the order. ’

Barbatos seems to be smiling.

She hated it the most. Whatever you do, don't live like that woman. I've been fighting for thousands of years, determined not to be like her.

But I liked the same man. And just like that, a man killed him. Should I admire the odd fate. Or should I call it a horrible coincidence that makes my teeth tremble?

“I intend to shackle your ambitions with an oath. ”

“Yes. It's a wise and right move, I think. ”

“I think it was yesterday that you boasted about the immortal Barbatos, and now you're flattering a maid. The Demon King is that kind of seed after all. Disgusting.”

“ ……. ”

Barbatos bows.

It was okay to suffer humiliation. Barbato's will grows sharper with the thought of Python. Even a half-man named Lapis Lajuli died. Then, the only one who could actually save Dantalian was himself... ….

“I'm for safety. Even though Mana's ring has collapsed, you are still a threat. We need to eradicate hazards from the roots. Therefore.”

Ivar brought a Longsword decorated on the wall of his barracks.

“I will destroy your heart before I cast the spell of gold. ”

“ ……. ”

“If the ring is the source of magic, the heart is the source of magic. The weaker the magical power, the weaker the Demon King's dominion will be. I will remove your heart to the point where your dominance is almost gone. ”

Barbato closes his eyes.

Yesterday everything as a wizard was shattered. Today everything as the Demon King has been taken from us.

As the other person said, I will continue to remove Barbatos' heart until there is no more magic left. If the body breaks, the Magic Power in the body naturally enters the repair process. How many times and how many times do I break your heart so that it can't be repaired....

I didn't know it would happen dozens of times. I didn't know it would be hundreds of times.

“I understand.”

‘Work’ was enforced immediately.

It was a simple operation. Ivar picks up a longsword and stabs Barbatos. When Barbato's heart was destroyed, a magical force rose from within his body and healed the area somehow. After waiting for the heart to heal, Ivar lowers his longsword again.

Barbato screams endlessly as his heart is torn to pieces.

“Shhh! Shhh, ah, ahhhh! ”

Stab, heal, stab, heal. It was repeated during the day.

No matter how immortal the Demon King was, his heart was special. When Baal first broke Barbatos' heart, she lost her strength and collapsed. I was able to hold out until it was destroyed once. It could have endured being destroyed twice in a row.

But three times.

Fourth, fifth, sixth, and twelve destructions without rest were the utterances of Barbato's magical power.

At first, it took 15 minutes for the heart to regenerate. Barbatos' body was torn apart. Secondly, it took another 15 minutes for the heart to be destroyed and regenerated. Fifteen minutes for the third time. However, from the fourth time, the speed dropped rapidly and took 30 minutes.

Sixty minutes to fifth. Ninety minutes on the sixth. At the seventh, the fall became somewhat heavy and 110 minutes later. Eighth to 120 minutes. The ninth one took 240 minutes to slow down horribly again.

The last twelfth time it took.

It was like six hours.

“…… (* Sigh *) … Ah……. ”

Barbatos trembles from excessive pain.

Literally harsh.

The remaining magic scraped to the ground. Like a mop I squeezed dozens of times, I no longer held a drop of magical power over Barbatos. Even the muscles that were strengthened by the magical power melted away. Barbatos, who had lost all of his magic and Manado, had fallen to the level of a mere girl.

“What do you think? The feeling of being taken for granted in such a short time from a position to command the world. ”

A total of twenty-three hours were spent on the work. Ivar Lothbrok was never tired at all.

“That's a normal person. That's where it all starts. Those who were born with Mana's blessing will never understand. It would have been natural to be born strong and rule strong. ”

Ivar grabs Barbato's hair and forcefully lifts it. Barbato groans.

“You thought it was natural not to. Meeting His Majesty Dantalian must never be allowed. But you're probably thinking, I wish I'd suffered this much. ”

Ivar Lothbrok bows his head to Barbatos.

“Isn't that enough? Having someone my size suffer so much, isn't that enough? I did what I wasn't supposed to do, and now that I've done this, I should be allowed to do it. ”

Ivar whispers.

“― ― ― Arrogant thing. ”

The fangs of the vampire girl sparkle with life.

“As long as I can see King Dantalian again, I can suffer as much as I want. Even if the heart is destroyed and regenerated for over a hundred years, I will not hesitate for the Dantalian charge. It must be perfectly natural for you to be treated as the only exception. ”

Ivar scoffs and slaps Barbatos on the cheek.

“Even though you knew King Dantalian didn't want to see anyone, you still didn't give up the reunion. That's your sin. Arrogance is more important to you than King Dantalian himself... ”

Yikes, and Ivar's grip does not stop. Barbato's cheeks are red.

“But I'll let you go. ”

“Thank you… Thank you……. ”

“No, there's no reason to thank me. I just want you to realize your own arrogance. Get thrown out into the world with a normal body. You can't tell anyone what to do, and you just have to solve everything on your own. ”

“ ……. ”

“Everyone does that. ”

Ivar throws Barbatos out with his hair.

Later, Barbatos was engraved with the engravings of all kinds of gold. If I accumulate any magical power in my body, I feel the pain of the tearing of the limb. To prevent Barbatos from naturally recovering Mana.

Mana is almost empty and locked away forever.

If anyone other than Dantalian reveals or is discovered that he is Barbato, his heart explodes. In the absence of Mana, once again, the destruction of the heart must have meant death.

Imprisonment.

She is filled with chains that will not be loosened.

─ Unh.

It's still dark.

Ivar Lothbrok sneaks out of the crowd. She unleashes the sack in the woods, throwing Barbatos out at her will.

“ ……. ”

Barbatos lies on the ground. She doesn't even have the strength to make a voice. I just had to watch the skin get torn off by the stones. In the old days, deep blood had spilled from wounds that would have sprouted quickly.

Ivar Lothbrok turns his back without hesitation. Barbato's appearance was perfectly stored in memory artifacts over two days. Barbatos' doll was the only one in the open. Since the Magic Seal was attached to the condemned prisoner anyway, there was no way to find out whether it was the Demon King or the puppet.

“By the way."

Ivar looks down at Barbato one last time before turning his head.

“I'm not just a cruel devil myself. There are some parts of you that are impressed with your will. Just looking at it, it's a little bit. I'll leave you with just a few clues. His Holiness Dantalian is in the West. ”

“ ……. ”

“Please find a grain of sand in the sand. ”

And Ivar Lothbrok left.

False information about the Dantalians staying west of the continent, of course.

Ivar has built a cabin in the snows of Moscow. Since the Dalian Emperor has moved there, he is likely to stay north for a while. Then it was closer to the northeast of the continent, to be exact. Far away from the west.

Ivar Lothbrok mocked the Demon King Barbato to the end.

“ ……. ”

It's been a while.

It wasn't until more than an hour after Ivar left that Barbato trembled. She tries to get up on the ground. But it didn't work out. I fell on my knees. My skin swells on the rough ground again.

Barbatos reaches the ground like a baby on foot, but more stubborn than that. Barbato then set his feet on the ground, even though his waist was bent.

“…… just a moment, wait. Idiot.”

Barbatos takes a step forward.

I let go of my knee and turned back.

Barbatos gets up and takes another step forward.

“Right...... to meet. Yes. I'll meet you right away... ”

So she was moving on.

Just like when you subjugated the last mercenary.

As he did when he marched on the Moon.

As the immortal name has always been for 3,000 years.

“I'll hit you hard... ”

Barbato smiles.

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Ugh, sorry I'm late again today... I think it's going to be a late upload for a while. It's going to take me a while to write it down.; W;

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