Dungeon Defense (WN)

Morning came in the middle of winter.

And we felt that today was the day we had been waiting for. I didn't say or say anything. The morning sun pierced my eyelids playfully.

I opened my eyes and looked at the side. Is it a coincidence, or have we been waiting all this time? Barbatos looked at my face. We lie side by side in bed, smiling side by side. Yes, it was today.

“Do you want something to eat? ”

“I'd like a nice glass of wine. ”

“I hate that. I want to be sober on a day like this. ”

We rolled around warmly without getting out of bed for a while. A warm time. The sun was wrapping us in white on the bed. I kissed Barbatos on the forehead. Barbatos is appalled. I will avenge you, and Barbato bites my ear. It hurt a little. My personality cried, so I tickled my armpits. I couldn't stop laughing.

“Whoa.”

We both lay there exhausted. Even on a winter day, I gasp like a Lucky Day puppy.

“You played too much, Bobbing. Do you like playing games on days like this? ”

“Then what are you doing? Painting or playing the violin is even more ridiculous. ”

“Well, that's true. ”

Barbatos and I are troubled. How to spend the day. It was a very difficult problem. I wrapped my head for about twenty minutes, moaning. At that time, Barbato suddenly said in a tone that reminded him.

“Hey, are you going to leave this mansion alone? ”

“Huh?"

“There's a lot of paintings of you lying around. Wouldn't it be hard for someone else to see? ”

Oops. I didn't think of that.

The portrait of Pymon or Laura was particularly dangerous. Both of them were still at their best, regardless of their minds and species. If someone with a high opinion found it, even if it was a possibility, it might have made a strange inference.

I seriously frowned.

“I see. It's quite dangerous to go out with a story……. ”

“Yes. You'd better start a fire at all. ”

“You really are the way to solve problems. ”

“Why? Don't you feel better if you set fire to villages and cities? I'm just excited.”

“ ……. ”

In fact, he had a history of burning dozens of human cities, so it didn't sound like a joke. The look on his cheeky face was no joke. Barbato has always been Barbato.

That's how today's work was determined.

We moved all the paintings that were piled up in the bathroom to the garden. I had to move hundreds of paintings, so it was a big deal. Whenever I draw a dot, I've done it with all my heart, dozens of days, months, but now I'm stuck in a cart and transported. I felt sad for no reason.

“Life was short, art was long, but it was all a lie. ”

“Yes. Life is short and art is short. ”

“If you live for more than 3,000 years, you may not have a conscience. ”

“Ahhhh. I just want to live for 5,000 more years, no more, no less. ”

The greediest man in the world was here.

Barbato winks cutely, holding his portrait in both hands.

“Of course it means I want to live with you. ”

“I think it is necessary for overly shameful words to be prohibited by law. ”

“That's too bad. I resigned from the Imperial court and now have no authority over you. ”

Barbato grins.

By midday, I moved all the paintings. A picture close to a thousand points was packed in the yard. There was no spectacle. Among them, there was a particularly affectionate painting with a great finish, but I don't know what to do. Now I wanted to tell you to leave me, and I just wanted to congratulate you.

“Here. Ignite! ”

“…… I'm having a little too much fun, aren't you? ”

Barbatos lit fires everywhere, murmuring as if dancing. Barvatos approaches me, circling around the paintings. We have a magical process around us to keep them from moving into traffic or wildfires.

The flame rises a little.

It was then.

The portraits spit out screams, piercing the flames. At first, the scream, which was only a single rod, spread to two or three fingers, and then it was divided into hundreds of branches. Laura's voice. Laffith's voice. Pymon's voice sharply tears the atmosphere apart.

“ ……. ”

Screaming came into contact with my skin as I tore the air, and it instantly tore into a thousand cracks and penetrated my body. There was stickiness in my chest. It was the blood of my heart. My heart was also able to bleed.

“Ah……. ”

My eyes turned red.

I simply exceeded the capacity of the human mind.

There are visions ahead. It was constantly ringing. The shadows melt away the skin. The paint pressed in, the holes eroded the painting, and the smoke covered everything.

Ah, I thought the vision was about to say something. However, I couldn't pronounce it because my lips were burned. I was suffocating. The visions tried to approach me, but I couldn't because my legs and feet were already gone.

They reach out. Your body catches on fire with your hands raised. My eyebrows were bruised and my eyes were shattered. They continue to scream. But only vibrations that no one could understand echoed into the air.

I took a step forward. I had to go. If they didn't make it, I had to save them. Isn't that right? Of course it does.

But something grabbed my wrist and wouldn't let go.

“ ……. ”

Barbatos. Barbatos makes eye contact with me and shakes his head without a word. I couldn't take another step. All I could do was get down on my knees.

“Ugh… ahh… ahh…. ”

My heart melted.

It melted, and it poured down.

A pile of corruption on your chest. The soot that sticks to the bottom drips out.

I could not fathom how much time had passed. The flame burns everything and sticks its bright red tongue into the air for a long time. I sat on the ground and looked up at the flames like a broken doll.

The fire had to be extinguished by evening.

Black ashes remain and the wind blows the mine away. Part of my heart died. I could feel it. There was one soot that could never be cleaned by a person. However, even if it could not be washed away, it could be deleted. Maybe I'll never feel sadness again.

“Dantalian.”

“... Yes. ”

I slowly got up.

Her arms and legs are heavy. Looking at Barbatos, she looks tired, too. There was a shadow that could not be hidden on the smile that was always bright. I had a little trouble, but I smiled.

“Here?”

“No. I like high places if I can. You can look down. ”

“High ground. ”

I raised my head. I didn't think I could make it up the mountain. I was worried that the body would follow our will, that's all. It's probably fine. It's a trail I've been on for 17 years with Barbatos. There was no problem.

“Let's go.”

“Yes.”

We climbed a mountain pass. I couldn't get up there fast enough. Health has already revealed the floor. I had to pay attention to every step, adjusting my remaining stamina like a piece of junk. I couldn't let her breathe on her own. Slowly. Slowly everywhere.

“ ……. ”

“ ……. ”

The mountain path in winter was rough. The snow that had fallen a few days ago still piled up a lot. Even the wild animals left our footprints in the snow. The sun was setting. A golden evening setting faintly settled in the snow.

Barbato nearly fell a few times. I held her hand. Barbatos smiles fabulously like a child caught in a secret prank. Then he whispered in a small voice.

“I'm sorry.”

I'm sorry.

What is sorry?

Barbato said he was sorry to me whenever I leaned. I couldn't answer. I couldn't answer her apology. Nevertheless, Barbato said he was sorry several times and several times.

“Phew, Phew... Haaaa. ”

My eyes sank.

The sun is setting.

Over the course of hours, we finally reached the top of the mountain. There was a cherry blossom tree with all the leaves peeled off. When spring came and played flowers, I came here and drank alcohol all day long.

We sat down against the tree as if we had promised.

“…… Flowers. ”

Barbato opens his lips. It's winter. Her breathing is white steam and scattered in the air. A small voice, but her breath was clearer to me than any scream or voice.

“Again, I wanted to.... ”

“Brought a bunch of barrels. ”

“Yes. Tons of... Cherry blossoms, armed and flowing. ”

“It was funny last year when you were drunk. ”

“Fool. That was last year, not last year.... ”

I did.

If Barbato said so, I'm sure he would have.

We leaned on each other. You put your shoulders down and put your heads together. Barbato's weight is delivered intact. Low body temperature. I couldn't feel my breath well, but it didn't matter. Barbato's breath is clear enough. gradually faded, gradually lengthened.

“…… Barbatos. ”

“Yes.”

“You're the woman I love the most. ”

There was no answer.

But she pressed down on my forearm. There was a confession that didn't require an answer from time to time. Barbato and I knew it from the start. A long time ago.

“ ……. ”

The field of view is completely darkened. Maybe it's not my fault. Maybe it's because the night is getting deeper. I touched Barbatos' coat with a dull and clumsy grip. It was cold, so I was worried about Barbatos.

That was the last time my movements stopped. Sometimes Barbato and I muttered something. But I could only feel the vibration of muttering, so I couldn't hear the right answer or give it back. It was enough. The vibration alone was enough.

Barbato, right?

…….

I lived a really stupid life.

Falling into places like this.

We came all the way out here.

However, there was only one fact that remained that he had been desperate to walk.

I did not look away.

I kept looking at it.

...... That'll do just fine, Barbato.

………….

I carefully opened my eyes. I couldn't lift all of my eyelids.

Sunlight shines transparently on the landscape beneath the mountain. Daylight reveals all things intact, but the light itself does not reveal. I stared at the horizon blind if I could. Am I mistaken? Maybe my eyesight is tired. The horizon is obscured by bright light.

The lid closes. The branch shoots and weeps.

There's no need to be sorry.

Barbato.

You don't have to be sorry for leaving so soon.

because very, very, very first.

Rather fortunate.

I'm glad I'm one step behind Barbatos.

Not bad, huh?

I've held on to my weaklings, my body.

Thank goodness.

…… really.

Thank goodness.

“…… Barbatos. ”

“Let's go play with flowers again.... ”

“This time, I called all the other kids.... ”

“Laura, Lapis, Citri.... ”

“I'm a little sorry for you, but Ivar, Daisy, and Pymon. ”

“Hahaha……. ”

“…… calling them all. ”

“Next spring……. ”

“…… clearly……. ”

“ ……. ”

…….

Yeah, it is.

Possibly, obviously.

That's forever.

……….

……………….

……………………………….

In the spring to come again.

Dungeon Defense.

― END.

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Since July last year, 'Dungeon Defense' was completed in 507 million coins.

In terms of the number of paper books, about 24.

I think it's all thanks to the support and reprimand of your readers, who have been able to continue the long series for four months a year. Before I played Dungeon Defense, I only wrote two novels in one volume, at most. This is a marathon race that wouldn't have been possible if it hadn't been for you readers.

To be honest, I didn't initially have a passion for Dungeon Defense. But there were readers who liked it before me. They made me feel very affectionate. Over time, 'Dungeon Defense' became important to me. In other words, I owe it to my readers in terms of literacy and in terms of my mind about fiction.

Thank you again.

What I'm talking about is the inner dimension of fiction. It's more than a topic.

That's why we only want to write external stories in reviews.

1.

'Dungeon Defense' is planned to be remade and published as a paper book!

It will be published as a shorthand section of video publishing media and will be refurbished with additional bookcovers and illustrations. There will also be edits made to the content.

Unlike the daily routine of writing and posting every day, it's easier to adjust the rhythm of a novel in a paper book. We're going to cut or trim unnecessary parts, and we're going to adjust the porosity between people more clearly. Maybe next year in January.

At that time, we will post a notice in the series box.

If you are notified that a new post has been posted on 'Dungeon Defense' from your favorites list, please check the announcement. The same content will be posted in the series and announcements fields. In short, if you don't have a Novelis pass, all you need to do is check out the announcement to see what's new.

The first volume cover is already out. Lapis Lajuli and Dantalian.

We will post the above cover in the announcement we will post tomorrow.

2.

External and if scenarios are unlikely.

There are stories that have not yet been solved in the novel, but I think it's purely better for me to just embrace the problem and end it. For example, the Daisy-Happy Ending Roots that certain readers were eager to (…) may not be used.

I want to preserve the ending. I think it's because I like it so much.

Of course, my spine is uniquely unique since the dawn of human history, but it boasts a level as great as the hat, so I suddenly have to change my mind -- for example, "The route to St. Longgwi's!" and a ghost might come down. It must have been the original marriage of Saint Jacqueline Longgwi, who was to remain a virgin until she died. Fear. Fear. Please make yourself comfortable.

To summarize, there are currently no plans to write a cover story or a cover story. However, since the author is a human who grows the weeds in his heart, he may suddenly turn around and use them. Goddess, please protect me so I can feel like steel.

3.

There's a new one that I'm working on.

It's on another site, not Joara, and I just showed up and I said, "Where are you?" I'm sorry to say. But let me tell you, it's being featured on the MMO site next door. (...) The title is' The Gangster Empire '.

If you have any questions about the exact location or address of the next episode, feel free to write to me. We'll get back to you as soon as we've confirmed.

I would like to extend my final greetings to the readers who saw my first feature.

Thank you for watching Dungeon Defense so far.