Dungeon Reset

[That's the maid! We have to stop them from coming!]

The rabbit screams.

Rugal's speed was incredible!

Whoo-hoo!

In-young, who looked like a small dot, suddenly came to the front yard of the heavenly temple.

But this side was also ready to welcome guests.

Warning! Warning! Intruders! Intruders approaching the Temple! >

Tilt, tilt, tilt?

All the dungeon beans planted in the temple, along with the Alpha's warning, look at him in unison.

Death to intruders!]

Behind them, valiant servant Bahamut stands at the forefront with the sickle of the Apostle.

He also has three Shadow Spearman on his guard, twisting his weapon around.

“Kuaaang!”

Above all, they were the golems of iron.

“Gate installed! ”

Jungdown left a hole open just in case.

But failed.

< WARNING! Gate could not be installed! >

“No, why? ”

< The coordinates of where we are standing are constantly changing! Because the Celestial Temple is continuing to fly along the Floating Island! >

“Huh? I see! ”

We got trouble!

Sometimes you can't open a gate while you're on the move!

First, we had to park the heavenly temple and secure the coordinates here.

Fighting in a solitary space with no retreat at this pace!

“Era, I don't know! Fire!"

Voodoo!

The full-scale bombardment of Dungeon Beans began as Jungdown raised his hand.

At that moment, Rugal's eyes widened and he disappeared.

Spot! Pot!

No, it wasn't!

Luggal approaches the temple at an uncharted speed, dodging soybean shells with zigzags!

Shoot! Shoot until you get hit!]

“Hehe!”

Jungdown opened his eyes and desperately aimed at the target.

Currently, he has up to 30 traps under his control.

Originally, 20 were the limit, but at least 30 were uploaded when the skill set the trap became level 2.

If I tried to control more than this, I could have fainted with a severe headache like the last time.

“Throw the golems! ”

“Grrr!”

As Rugal gets closer, the armored golems start throwing cannonballs at him.

But it was not just a lump of dirt like before.

[Firing of cement dough!]

“Kuaaang!”

Boo!

The chunks of less hard cement, which are made of lumps of clay, fly towards Rugal.

[Yay! If I hit this, I'm going to crash!]

The rabbit's expression stiffens.

If that stone dough looks wet and it's tangled with its fur, there's no answer.

The weight must have caused it to fall down, or at least significantly lower the speed of flight.

Not if we avoid it, of course, but if we get hit with one of those under the control of a bunch of dungeons!

Chop, chop!

[Hehe!?]

Dammit! Stop touching it!

Rugal was disgusted.

When you touch your beautiful, gorgeous, shiny, soft silver fur, you get steamed, unpleasant stone dough all tangled up!

[…… Whew, let's stop.]

Rugal's expression is cold.

Boo!

He grabbed his hands neatly and stepped back out of the equation and forcefully ripped off his cemented legs.

[Sigh, damn it. Whoever you are, I had no intention of fighting in the first place. It's not my jurisdiction anyway, and I have no reason to be out here. Rabbit, you know my personality.]

Hic?

When I picked it up and called myself, it was a furry rabbit.

Rugal's eyes draw the arc as he has seen it for a long time.

Yikes.

A thick yet loving voice comes from his mouth with his fangs exposed.

[Rabbit, I knew you would still be alive. Your scent was poisoned by the boy who came up to Stage-3 recently.]

Desertification.

In the midst of love, the legs continue to climb.

The rabbit tilted his head and opened his eyes wide.

[What kid? There aren't even a few kids in the dungeon.... Oh, is it the Odong Tong?]

[Wrong. It's Oh Dong-min. A participant with appetite skills.]

[Ah! That's Dongdong dong!]

“Huh? The people? ”

Suddenly, a joyous name popped up, and Jungdown made a bright face.

“Has the villager already gone up there? ”

[It's quite a dark horse in my jurisdiction. The rate at which the dungeon is broken through is the highest, so it will soon be moved to Stage -4.]

“Hiya!”

[Wow! An all-time Ogre Tong!]

Rather than fighting, the good news is that Jungdown and the rabbit call to life.

Whoever Oh Dong-min is!

He's the first apostle of Hertia, a thankful middle school boy who got you cider, salt, and even rice!

The little boy, who was young and fragile, who had taken care of her for a while on Stage -1, suddenly reached Stage -3.

And what do you mean, "The Darkholds"?

[Chuckles, I don't know why.]

It was a rabbit who shrugged its nose with an impressive look.

Lugal nods, sniffing once.

[Knng, by the way. How is it that the boy smells so much more than just rabbits and dragons of life?]

Hmph?

Luggal comes right at us.

The expression of the rabbit was stiff at the same time.

Lugal nods in response.

[I thought you knew. That vile, desirable smell is coming at you most intensely. Did Ryu Seung Woo really mean it? What does the dragon of life have to do with you?]

Rugal's red eyes burn.

Jungdown slowly lifts his hand again with a stiff face.

“Prepare to attack. ”

[Then I won't ask.]

…… Yes?

It was Rugal who resisted the attack like a knife.

“What, what? ”

Looking down at his dazed face, Lugal sighs deeply and shakes his head.

[Phew, you bastards. Knock it off. I'm just really curious, why do you keep coming at me like this?]

“Ugh, yeah? ”

Something is going on in his voice.

[Again, this is not my jurisdiction. What do I care if this dungeon goes down or not?]

“This is a dungeon? ”

[Aigoo, you talk too much! But your name helps!]

Huff!

Then Rugal bursts into fury.

[It's not that bad! Screw this dungeon that doesn't give you a vacation and eats all your life! Do you think I was born to be a slave to a dungeon? I'd be happier with a slug that resets for the rest of my life!]

“Huh? Huh? ”

Luggal starts pouring out all the tears like a rapid-fire.

Jungdown has lost his words.

< I never imagined such profane words would come from the mouth of a helper. It must be hard to use the Apocalypse. >

Even the Alpha was confused.

What do you mean, they have all the help they need?

Helper who manages a dungeon and hates it?

But the rabbit clears his throat and says, "Ahoy, here we go again. ’I was shaking my head.

[Hmmm, I guess I got turned on for a while. It's not in its nature.]

“ ……. ”

[…….]

Rugal grumbles for a long time, then calms down later.

However, the way I looked at him was much different from the first time.

He struggled to keep an indifferent look on his face.

[Anyway. I know a little bit about smelling anyway. By the way, you have five altars. I feel that rage. Is this artificial floating island also a temple for the Dragon of Life?]

Huff!

The downward whispers rapidly.

“I don't know about that. ”

[Wolves like their noses. It smells like magic. Moreover, it seems to be stronger than before. I think it's...]

[I can hear you! You bastards!]

Lugal was a werewolf with a good sense of smell.

He looks solemn again and folds his arms.

Of course, one leg was still being snatched away.

[Hm. I don't want to do anything more than just the dungeons I run if the veins are holding. That means I'm not on your side, but I have no obligation to be hostile. So in that sense... ….]

Lugal smiles fiercely and politely extends his hand toward downward movements.

[Why don't we have a meal together?]

Soft?

“What the fuck? ”

[That.]

* Splash, splash *

“Hmm?"

Jungdown turns his head in the direction of his thick fingers.

Ah, noodles from the meat locker.

[Yeah, that.]

A noodle soup for a meat loaf.

Rugal gives you a red-eye glare and a firm harshness.

[I should examine the desired food for a while.]

Blur-ub!

Lugal's tail was headbanging like a creature of discrete will.

* * *

In fact, a maid can live without eating food.

The life energy drawn from the dungeons was their food and the source of the power that constituted existence.

But even a hospital patient with a glucose Ringer in his forearm has an appetite.

Lugal, who had a keen sense of smell, exploded from the moment he smelled the intense and stimulating odor that had flowed from afar.

[Rrrrgh! I wish! What a delicacy! Blue!]

A werewolf sitting on the floor, sipping his broth into a bowl.

Fat Fat Fat! Blur-ub!

How exhilarating. His tail turns fiercely like a helicopter propeller behind a lush silver butt.

Jungdown asked the rabbit in a jaw.

“... Do wolves fly with their tails? ”

[No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.]

“Shouldn't it be coming from your ears? ”

[What, man?]

In fact, the helper has rules that do not allow anything that exists in the dungeon to be carelessly compromised.

But when the power goes up, the power goes up that much.

After Rugal received the dungeons of Ba Boon, the first thing he did was eat.

But of course.

No vegetable growing in the dungeon could dare compare to the authentic dishes being eaten.

Sea salmon, stuffed clams, dungeon peppers, noodles made with slugs and rice, and so on…….

Various vegetables growing in the dungeon were mingling, coexisting and playing beautiful harmonies under his red soup.

Harmony? Yes!

This was music!

If music is good to listen to, then this is by no means the most beautiful music you can play with your tongue and neck!

Title: Noodle Soup Symphony!

The first movement is soft. Yummy!

The second movement is full of coughs and whistles!

Swallow the dirt in the third movement!

The fourth movement is a shifting knife!

Even this is an infinitely repetitive spinning song!

My mouth, tongue, and tail won't stop!

One more bowl!]

Luggal with his empty bowl.

I've had worse.

“Oh, stop eating! How many bowls is this, you pig? ”

The pig said to the dog.]

“You shut up! ”

Pussy!

[Whew! I'm full.]

After a few more bowls, Rugal was barely satisfied.

I lay there and tapped the belly that protruded, stretching out like a slug I wanted so badly.

Happy moments in the world.

It's been too long since I've forgotten this feeling.

Lugal stares down at you with his sleepy eyes.

[Giving me this pleasure.... I'll reward you.]

“Suddenly?”

Jungdown was startled.

You didn't accomplish anything. Suddenly, you get a reward?

In addition to impressing the dungeon, of course, there were occasional missions where the assistant would receive a reward.

However, I never imagined that it would come out of such an obvious hostile relationship.

But Rugal was serious.

[Actually, this is more of an offer than a reward. My mission for the End of Days is to keep Stage -3 stable. I don't care about anything else. I hate overtime and I hate extra work. One problem…….]

Yes, it is.

The problem was that the nearby stages had to return to normal in order for Stage -3 to remain intact.

It's because if the participants don't come forward in the first place, Stage -3 just crashes.

So Rugal acquired Basin's Stage-2 without a hitch.

[Thanks to you, I'm not interested in promotions. The only reason I'm doing this is because of a promise. But the problem is Stage One.]

[Stage One?]

The rabbit tilts its head, and Rugal smiles bitterly.

[There is no altar there, so there is no way I can acquire it.]

“Oh?”

You stole the altar. It was the right one.