Dungeon Defense

“Naughty things, I said. ”

I didn't have much to worry about. Lapis loosened the top button slowly. The skirt slides along the calf and falls to the floor.

“ ……. ”

The spotlight flickers on her. In the darkness, the delicate contours of the girl glow lightly.

Ivar rises. He hovers around Lapis and grabs her with the staff in his right hand. The tip of the staff presses her chest, neck, and glutes. It seemed like a product.

“Are you a virgin?”

“Yes.”

“You've managed to keep up the good work on the humble half circular theme. ”

“You have the skills to defend yourself. And……. ”

“And?”

“I didn't want to waste the virgin's product value anywhere. ”

Ivar grins.

“A trader's mindset. Do you think it's worthwhile to offer me a virgin now? ”

“Yes.”

“That was quick, judging. ”

He smiled satisfactorily.

Laffith knew Ivar didn't covet himself in the first place. As a person who had reached the blood of the Circus, she was able to sense the other person's lust. He realized it was also a test and acted purely.

Ivar walks around Lapis with his staff.

“I am a stigma that only leaves five people in the barn. The birth of a noble bloodline that spans tens of millions of years. Blood counts for blood in the horse system, not just for poetic authority. It is proof that it has broken through the long years. It is easy for a generation to succeed. There are still a lot of successful people. Why not succeed for two generations? It shouldn't be too hard now that the previous generation has succeeded. But what about the three generations? What about your generation? Fifty, a hundred, two hundred? ”

Ivar's voice lowers.

“Almost impossible. As you are always the first generation, you have to train yourself endlessly without pride in what you have accomplished in your family. Pain and perseverance go on for tens of thousands of years, never ending. That's the greatness of the family. It's not just a generation of success. ”

Vampires were once all pure blood. Over time, there are only five pureblood vampires left. With respect, the Mages called them the true bloodline, the Zodiac.

“The Demon King leaves no offspring. It's just a glimmer of glory. The true pride of the Horsemen does not depend on such things. Only those who look to the past and the future are truly great minds. Lazuli, use the Demon King. Never be a firefly sacrificed by the Demon King's light. ”

“I'll keep that in mind.”

“Yes... the Demon King is an illusion. ”

Ivar ponders, staring into the air for a moment. Then I shaken my head horizontally and sat back down. He turns away from Lapis.

“Promote you from a Class 4 Samuma to a Class 2 Samuma. ”

“ ……! ”

It took Laffith a hundred years to climb from apprentice to fifth grade samurai. Even if I pull the performance out of the Demon King Dantalian, I expect it to be a Class 4 samurai at least fifty years later. However, he was promoted to fourth class for the plague, and now he is even second class samurai. There were only 200 second-class samurai in the most holy city of Kunkusa. It was an elite among the elite.

‘Finally ―. ’

Laffith is silently surrounded by a shock.

‘Finally, I've got a chance. ’

The memories that have been persecuted so far suddenly hit my brain. I didn't even get into the Circus Group because I was half a Circus. Rather, the circulars were more aggressively neglecting themselves and avoiding them. The fact that survival of the fittest does not even depend on their own kind in the legal world was almost a synonym for death and solidarity.

You search the trash. You disguise yourself as a prostitute and kill the vagrant in the back alley. I begged. I begged. I learned swordsmanship and magic to survive. As soon as I had the strength to defend myself, I committed to the Kunkusa Congress. For a hundred years, I was responsible for all kinds of mischief. But I didn't get a chance to do it right.

Two hundred years.

After a long time of losing face, losing voice, and losing defeat, she finally had a chance.

It was an opportunity and a test. Sang-ju Ivar has ordered her to use the Demon King Dantalian now. It was told to make it strictly for the Chamber of Commerce. By means of means, by means, and perhaps in the flesh.

‘Yes, you can. ’

The other person is attracted to the Dantalian, but the other person is also attracted to him. You can use that affection. Then, a few days ago, Dantalian was overwhelmed with lust and looked at Farnese. You're in trouble because you have a sexual desire and you don't have a grass target.

Laffith quickly judged the situation. I have devised a way for her to succeed in the council without damaging Dantalian.

Suddenly, I wondered if it was really what Dantalian wanted, but I ignored it. Wouldn't it be good for Dantalian if she were in charge of the Kunkusa Congress?

“Thank you."

“What I want is not a thank you. ”

“Yes, Dantalian will be our permanent ally in the Chamber. ”

Ivar laughs.

“Clever. I don't hate clever men. ”

“I won't let you down. ”

Ivar strikes the ground with his staff. Laffith bows deeply at his back. After she left the room, Ivar looks out the window for a long time. Nibbleheim, the most prolific city in the landscape, shines in your eyes.

He mutters in an instant.

“Yes. The Demon King is a fraud. ”

The murmur melts into the air, making no echoes. He sits next to a sumptuous chair, lined up with spectacles dedicated to vampires.

* * *

The day of vacation is coming. I relinquished the dungeon guard to Laura and tore the momentum scroll I received from Lapis.

Whoa!

The light in my vision is green. I closed my eyes. I was deaf for a moment. When I opened my eyes, I found myself in a new place.

There was a wide open road ahead of me. It was a paved road covered with white stones. Turning back and forth, not just me, but others were constantly teleporting. No, a person. Monsters, like the Minotaurs and the Fishermen, moved momentarily because they were surrounded by green with their backpacks.

“Hey! Don't come out! ”

The female Goblin screams furiously. I asked who he was talking to, and he was talking to me. He was wearing an armband on his left arm, probably a guide to a massive teleportation center here.

“Because of you, the man behind you can't move! ”

“Ah.”

I got out of there. As soon as it does, the green light rises from behind. The last dwarf shows up with a load four times his height. He glanced at me, sniffed his nose and passed me by. It felt vivid to blaspheme me in my mind.

“No, what are you standing there for! What can I do for you? ”

I got out of that spot in a hurry. Even at this moment, the green light burst relentlessly. Approximately twenty steps protrude from the wide road. It's a teleport device. Monsters come out of it and pass through the checkpoint. Goblins have been paid to pass through the checkpoint. It was a view of the highway toll gate.

“Phew. That's why the villagers. ”

A female Goblin approaches.

“Is this your first time in Nibbleheim? ”

“Huh? Ah. Yep.”

“Read this before you get into the city. ”

The Goblin gave you something like a pamphlet. Everything in Nibbleheim on the front! Master Nibbleheim in just 10 pages! . "

“This is where I cut my nose when I fall backwards. If you go to the city, I promise you, you'll be plundered to the bone marrow in three seconds! ”

“Uh, uh. ”

I was dumbfounded when I heard the Goblin yell. It really didn't fit me because I was wearing a 'yo' with an elongated nose. You don't think that's cute. I would like to point out that even Goblins have a very subjective and objective way of speaking that is very bad for them.

“A book that tells you which inn is safe and which alley is safe. If you memorize this one moon, at least one limb won't be cut off without knowing it's a rat or a bird. It's originally two gold pieces, but since you're new to our city, I'll give you a discount. Here's just one gold. Give it to me."

“Huh? Yes. Uh, thanks. ”

“You're welcome. Consider it a tuition fee. ”

Tuition fees? Goblins rush to the other side to tilt their heads.

“Oh, I won a gold! You wouldn't even be a teleporter if it wasn't fun! ”

The Goblin cheers with open arms. His back quickly disappeared somewhere far away. I had no choice but to stare at him. I felt like I had run away. I couldn't understand what just happened.

“Tsk, tsk. You've been tricked. ”

The old wanderer passes by and says,

“Sa, fraud? ”

“The most basic technique. I don't know, I'm just saying that some idiot's gonna tell me about the city and replace some stupid brochure and sell it for scrap. ”

A five-ton stone appeared to have fallen over my head.

“But he's the official usher of the city! How can a concierge defraud a traveler? ”

“You're not a Nibbleheim resident after all. I'm not a resident of the same city.How about a little scam? Nibbleheim's laws only apply to the people of Nibbleheim. Tsk!”

In other words, there is no state law in the magic system, only urban law.

I remembered what the Goblin said earlier.

‘This is where I cut my nose when I fall backwards. If you go to the city, I promise you, you'll be plundered to the bone marrow in three seconds! ’

It really was. If there was a difference, it was thirty seconds, not three seconds. I realized why the Goblin said it was a 'tuition fee'. He scammed his hands to tell us what this city was like. That was also a very kind guide. Damn it! Get lost on a rainy day!

“I can't stand the anxiety of an innocent young man like you. What do you think, man? Running around the city with me for a while. Let me give you some advice so you don't fall off your back. ”

“Oh, thank you……. ”

Wait a minute.

This guy was suspicious, too. There was no law against the wanderers who were stranded in the courtyard. I hit a hand saree.

“No, you can't hurt strangers. ”

“Oh, look at this son of a bitch. Where do you get off suspecting adults? ”

The Ascendant made an impression.

“It's because I think of my grandson. He came to Nibbleheim last year and took all the money he didn't have. I'm telling you, the city is full of thieves, you son of a bitch. We have to help each other, like us, so we don't see the damage.... ”

“Oh, who's this? It's not Wilhelm!”

Another wanderer speaks from behind.

“Have you had a good journey to your neighboring city? Nibbleheim's having a hard time without you. Your girlfriends are waiting to shit themselves. I bet you have the best hometown, huh? ”

Lizardman slaps the wanderer's forearm friendly.

“Let's meet at the bar I always see tonight. If you're late, you'll be executed!”

Lizardman joyfully smiles and leaves the road. He disappears, and I glance at a galaxy called Wilhelm with cold eyes.

“ ……. ”

“ ……. ”

“What happened to the outsider? ”

A drop of cold sweat settles on the foreheads of the Nomads.