Dungeon Defense (WN)

Barbato rises to his feet.

Your body is heavy. You look like you've got a dozen layers of wet clothes on.

But as always, Barbatos moves his feet. The night had already passed and the dawn had already come, but Barvatos walked away as time had gone by as he burst into tears.

“Tsk.”

Barbato rolls in the snow as he steps out of the forest. She slipped along the sloped side. Barbato stood up without hesitation for a second as soon as he threw himself in the snow.

“Dantalian……. ”

Your feet falter. Your balance breaks as your feet fall into the snow pile. Barbato falls every three steps, not even trying to rebalance himself. However, Barbato immediately stood up and continued his steps.

Just a little more.

There have been hundreds of millions of "just a few more" times. But the current 'just a little more' was different. Now there really was a Dantalian just a few more steps away. You see the mansion. You see a door through it. They even got closer.

I could get close.

I touched it with my fingers.

Right now, like this.

“ ……. ”

I was about to knock on the front door of the house.

Barbato stands still. Your right hand stops at the point where it seems to touch the surface of the door. Barbato stands at the door for a long time. The focus sinks steadily from her eyes.

‘... No. ’

I haven't met him yet.

Barbato recalls later what he was up to. I thought about meeting Dantalian with a smile or hugging Dantalian with a cry, and I realized. Now he's got nasty burns like leprosy.

‘I really don't want to meet Dantalian like this. ’

Barbato wraps his palms around his forehead.

‘I still want to meet him. I want to meet... Ugh. I hate this.'

I sighed.

Earlier, my mind was shaking, but now I feel comfortable for some reason. It was a little funny. I want to show Dantalian how beautiful it is. At least I don't want to see you distorted by the burn. I never thought I'd have such ordinary emotions hidden away from myself.

‘Wait a little while until the burn recovers. No, what if that idiot collapses in the middle of it? ’

I was deeply troubled.

I'd love to meet you, but I don't want to see you right now. The two opposing desires burst into bloodshed. Barbatos grabs his hair with both hands and ponders: Ugh, ugh, ugh.

Various blossoms suddenly stood out to Barbato. It was a yellow flower blooming in winter, a saffron flower. It was also called Ice Bird Flower or Ice Flower. Barvatos glances down at the blossoming blossoms, which are still in full bloom.

“…… We'll leave it to chance. ”

She was following her gut at the crucial moment.

Barbato bends his knees and squats. A bouquet of Ice Sparrow chipped and snapped. He mutters dazed, tearing off the yellow petals one by one.

“We meet. We don't. I meet. I don't meet... I meet, I don't meet, I meet... ”

Barbatos' white fingers lightly tear off the petals. Since there were more than twenty petals in the lore, it was a perfect place to plant the flower blossom. As the petals diminish, Barbato's voice decreases.

One last leaf.

Barbato carefully grabs the petals.

“… I don't meet……. ”

The goddess of destiny voted that she had yet to meet. Barbatos chews the shit out of his face.

“Fuck.”

She stares at the fallen petals for a while. If you keep staring, the stalk will bee terrified and make another petal. But Barbato was wise, and he quickly found a far more efficient way to threaten an unspoken ice bud.

“I've been battling for three years. ”

It was really a simple justification.

Mmm-hmm. Barbatos nods. Thus another tale is broken. In two minutes, Barbatos grabs the petals with all his heart and soul.

“…… Argh? ”

I don't see him.

Even the second flower shop failed.

Barbatos bares his eyes, pushing his face right up to the bouquet of flowers. Life was no joke. If the petals had human sensory organs, they would have sweated red.

“Do you want to die with me? ”

Unfortunately, there was no mouth in the speech.

No, there was no mouth on the flowers in the beginning.

Most of all, Barbatos has already picked flowers and killed them. How can anyone who has died here die again? It was an unfair threat from the point of view of narratives. Barbatos makes up his mind again after battling the seeds and snow.

‘No, because the third edition is the first to win. ’

Barbatos picks a third blossom in awe of his genius. Can't be three wins in a row. After all, Barbato was confident that he belonged to the lucky axis.

“I meet, I don't meet, I meet.... ”

It sucked.

“ ……. ”

You couldn't have failed three times in a row.

The world abandoned her. Barbatos spits out a little curse. When did life start to twist, and I couldn't do it anymore, so I decided to bet my fate on flowers.

“Come on, you sick bastards. I'll see you in a little bit. Damn it.”

Barbato grumbles and goes back to the city to capture the inn. After moving my footsteps, I felt refreshed again in my heart. As long as Dantalian isn't at risk of disappearing elsewhere right now, very little smoke seems okay.

From that day on, Barbatos has been committed to recovery.

I couldn't recover my body as quickly as I used to. Slowly. Slowly. I was able to restore a new skin by moving as carefully as possible the remaining magical power. The life expectancy has been shortened, but Barbatos has not hesitated.

Even though I could live a day, I wanted to live beautifully in the memories of Dantalian.

While recovering, Barbato sneaks up to the mansion behind his back. My heart warmed as I hid far away and looked at the mansion. There's Dantalian. The fact that such a simple fact could make him happy made Barbato a little angry.

“Ah.”

Just now, the image of Dantalian shines on the window. Barbato strangled me without even knowing it. Unfortunately, I couldn't see his face. "The curtain was filled with only Dantalian shadows." However, the sadness was brief.

‘It's so much worse when I look at my face like this. ’

Barbato glances at the shadow with a real smile.

Then I felt like I liked him too much, and I purposely frowned. A very peculiar and profound expression was completed. His eyebrows frowned and his pupils were serious, but only his mouth stretched out.

Time was flowing gently.

A week later.

“ ……. ”

Barbato looks at his face in the mirror.

She whispers inadvertently.

“I, you have this face. ”

After nearly 200 years of living in an ugly mollusk, I forgot my own appearance. Golden eyes. Cleanly groomed, white hair. The skin was as soft as the eyes that had just landed. Barvatos' pride seemed to be sensitive to his clever nose.

“…… sigh. ”

Barbato smiles widely.

A bright smile came out of my teeth. She has been testing these faces ever since. When I met Dantalian, I was wondering what the best face to make was. At last, Barbato is the most confident. I decided to smile like Barbato, Dantalian's favorite.

Barbatos has come down from the inn.

“How are you, hand...? ”

The innkeeper sees Barbatos coming down the stairs and loses his words.

He was not the guest who wore the robe down depressingly. I swear, the innkeeper thought an elf was coming down. When the golden eyes met, the innkeeper's heart beat heavily.

Barbato throws a bag of money at the table.

“I enjoyed my stay. Good luck with your business.”

And voices.

The murmur that deliberately scratched the human nerves evaporated somewhere. Instead, the voice seemed playful, yet full of dignity and confidence. A voice flows through the soft yet firm frame.

The innkeeper doesn't even think to look at his pockets. He stares at Barbato's back dazed. Barbatos leaves the city without a glance like that.

─ Podcast.

The shoe pressed against my eyes lightly. Barbato feels his body lighten indefinitely. The slow pace of walking was somewhat accelerated, almost halfway through.

‘Dantalian.’

Barbato couldn't help but smile.

‘I've had a really hard time. ’

The soles of my feet are worn out.

When I wore it, I grew a new one and went through it a thousand times.

I travel the world thinking I only want to see you one more time.

‘Dantalian.’

Barbatos nearly stumbles, twisting his toes. However, I twisted my legs gently to return to the ground. She runs faster, not slower. A warm breath emanates from Barbato's lips.

Dantalian!

How do you express your mind?

What can I do to comfort him?

She jumps to the mansion in a heartbeat. I was short of breath. I held my palm to my knee and held my breath for a moment. Barbato hasn't lost a smile for a moment until he leaves the inn.

Barbato reached for his right hand.

― ― ― was a little reluctant.

He moves again, knocking and knocking on the door.

There was no response.

However, Barbatos simply knocks at the door again.

You hear a rumbling sound from beyond.

Barbatos can't stand it, so one last time, he knocks on the door.

You hear footsteps.

Oh, I see.

It was the sound of that man's feet.

Barbato held back his tears. Crying here is the only way to sing when you're alive. I have traveled 179 years to comfort you. I mean, comforting wasn't even me.

An endless number of words and sentences crossed Barbato's heart.

Soon, the hinges squeaked-even though they squeaked, the door opened.

You can see Dantalian through the crack in the door.

Then all the greetings Barbatos had been thinking about had disappeared neatly from his mind.

But it had nothing to do with it.

“Hello.”

Standing where it disappeared was also Barbatos.

In front of this man, she could always smile as herself.

“Thought I'd say hello. It's more difficult than I thought. Hmm. I'm experiencing the whole truth that the simplest thing is the hardest. So the more times like this, the simpler I have to go. ”

“Ah, ah... ”

The opponent shed tears.

Barbato wants to give you a Pinzan. However, Barbato smiled brightly instead of scolding him.

“You're still so damn ugly. ”

She thought.

Born the Demon King.

I wanted to be a warrior.

I tried to walk ahead of everyone else.

“Dantalian.”

I am.

I love you, too.