Dungeon Defense

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The problem occurred elsewhere.

Barbatos has convinced me. But not all the Demon King was under my control. Especially if the Demon King was too slow to fight with me.

“Republican delegation? ”

In the early winter, I was surprised when I heard a rumor.

The content was simple: all the politicians, scholars and artists representing the Republicans of the continent were invited to hold a large-scale meeting in the capital city of the Republic of Batavia. Obviously, this meeting had never happened before.

I said shakily.

“What nonsense.... ”

“The same invitation was sent to the citizen delegates of Nibbleheim. ”

Ivar has a word.

There were only Ivar and Daisy and me in the Oval Office. Ivar brought a statement while the other executives went out to look at their work.

“I have personally identified it, but it appears to have been sent to the Grand Dukes of Mahjong. ”

“Even the Grand Dukes……. ”

If so, they should have all been sent to the free cities with the same documents. Maybe the continent and the horse system. It was a ridiculous size meeting.

The first side said it was the 13th Committee of the Republic of Batavia. It is known as the real world that rules the Republic, but if you look inside the inner chamber, it is Pymon's puppet. It was clear. It was done by Pymon.

I made the invitation with one hand.

“Dammit... It's too early! ”

Pymon's intentions are almost as if he were on fire.

The continent has now been swept away by a ghost called Republicism.

The Habsburg Republic was born, and the Frank Empire was reorganized under the control of the Republicans. Born and raised, the free cities of Republicanism also emerged.

Moreover, Brittany, the leader of the royal party, has been defeated... … Simply put, Republicism seems to rise like the sun.

I'm going to take this opportunity to the next level. That's what Pymon thinks.

“No. It's not time to reveal the transnational alliance... ”

Ivar tilts his head as I mumble.

“Your Grace, you wouldn't be so worried if you just held a meeting. ”

“It's not just a meeting. It is important that the Horses and Humans are seen together. ”

So far, it has been extremely rare for mankind to come into contact with the people of the Magic System.

Humans thought the Demon Lord was the Demon King. It was not a very false perception, but in fact, the leadership of the Mahjong community was not the Demon King, but the Grand Duke or civic representative. They were practically the dominant.

I sighed nervously.

“For the first time, the leaders of the Mahjong system are having a political debut on the continent. In a gathering called the Republican Council…… how can the rulers of the human world accept this? ”

“…… indeed. If you insist, you'll mislead the entire market into the Republicans. ”

Ivar's purple eyes glow.

Ivar had the most outstanding political and diplomatic insight in our entire Demon Prince army. Laffith and Jeremy weren't so bad, but they weren't lacking. Ivar has supported me faithfully in this regard.

“Otherwise, the monarchs are accusing Brittany of destruction and are anxious to watch. Your opponent will be glad to see you fall, but you won't be surprised when the Royal Party is defeated. ”

“Ah. In such a situation, a Republican delegation will be held...... and you will be unnecessarily stimulated. ”

Ivar nods.

“Perhaps the Demon Prince's intention is to spread Republicism across the continent. That's what the monarchs will think. ”

The problem is that this is not an unsubstantiated doubt.

I, the Demon King Dantalian, am not only the same person who gave the Republican speech on Bruno Plain. In the middle of the continent is a tribal alliance of Elves and Dwarves. This is more like the Republics, as tribal people often do. Moreover, the Demon Prince's operation with the Republic of Batavia was...

In any case, the Demon King's army showed a clearly beaten Republican march. Once in doubt, there is no end. My head is tingling.

“And the royal party will start to gather in a big way with reactions.... Damn it. Ivar, Daisy. Prepare and follow. Head for Pymon's Castle. ”

“Yes, Your Majesty. ”

As much as humanity unites, we must stop.

Pymon, I understand your desire to spread Republicism on the continent as soon as possible.

But now is not the time. I hope you can convince me of that...

* * *

Marwan Castle.

It is a magical castle that is literally rich in the air against gravity. The landscape is famous for being beautifully decorated, so it's called a public garden.

The floating castle itself is a natural fortress. In the game, a group of warriors mobilize Griffin troops to infiltrate the Imperial City. Pymon collapses with his heart pierced by the warrior...... Along with her grim castle and great ideals.

I originally hated Pymon.

I felt a deep affection for her now that I found out the truth. It was okay if she was a hypocrite. If there is no hypocrisy, what will make life glorious? I admire Pymon, and I don't want her to face a tragic end like a game.

The spirits in the maid's clothing guide us. After a long walk, a small lake emerges. Sitting near the lake, Pymon quietly drinks tea.

“Ivar, Daisy. Wait here.”

I wait for the two of you, and I walk as hard as I can towards Pymon.

“Pymon.”

Pymon gazes silently at the lake as I approach.

There is still another air around her. I felt like I would be swept up in the air if I raised my mind.

I knelt on one knee. I gently kissed Pymon's hand on the back of my lips. It was as soft and white as ever. I didn't get up. I said it on my knees.

“You know why I visited. I'll tell you again, Pymon. It's time-honored.”

“ ……. ”

“A Republican delegation. Besides, you say hello to both the human and the magic. The risk is too high. As soon as this side sticks together, the enemy will be alert and united. Humanity's low power is still threatening enough. ”

I got down on my knees and went out there. At this point, Pymon was not a person who could remain silent like a veil. She still looks at the pond and moves her pale pink lips.

“So how long do you want me to wait? ”

The voice was sparse, but surprisingly favorable. Fine. Pymon had a doctor to talk to me. I answered calmly, thankfully.

“sixty years. No, 50 years is enough. The people are increasingly frustrated by successive epidemics and wars. In the next fifty years, the monarchs of the human world are going to have to put all their energy into fighting the civil uprisings. ”

“ ……. ”

“After fifty years, Frank's new government will be somewhat stable. We have a huge alliance called Frank. Pymon, 50 years is not a great time in our lives. Stay tuned. ”

A few people who didn't have a conversation for a while passed away.

Every one of them slipped into the lake in the glorious early winter sunlight. You hear a splashing sound from a distance. Maybe it's because of the magical castle. It was early winter, but it was densely dense.

Pymon turns his head toward me. I looked at him.

His eyes were dark, but his focus was clear. Anxiety overwhelmed my whole body in an instant. That wasn't the way the rest of the conversation looked.

“Dantalian, I just want to ask you one question. …… how will the Plains of Barbato behave after fifty years? ”

“…… it is. ”

I was stuck.

Barbatos, of course, takes part in a continental conquest. The Demon Prince will lead the continent and the Mahjong Dynasty into one absolute country. It is not just the purpose of the Plain Wave. Barbato's proposed future is at this point gaining the most support in Mahjong society.

“We are not the only ones gathering power for fifty years. The flat waves are the same, Dantalian. As you said, in fifty years, the human race will be utterly weakened. Can the Horsemen endure such weakened prey in front of their eyes? ”

“ ……. ”

It's too much.

The balance of power must be found among the factions before a republic can be established that encompasses the Humans and the Horses. If the Horses are too powerful, Humans will be treated as second-class citizens at best. I will publicly discriminate against my identity

Pymon hates that discrimination.

“Now's your chance, right after Baal and Agares are gone. The Demon Prince was hit. Humanity was hit. We must bring peace to the cause and unite the continents. ”

“…… the risk is too high. I absolutely disagree as Chief of Staff of the Demon Prince. ”

I was in a hurry.

Pymon now sees the Pyramids as rivals. Dangerous. Humanity is the enemy and the Demon King is the ally. As soon as you confuse that fact, the inner self arises.

“Pymon, we must unite. Please be calm! When we went through that, we always lost. When we united, we followed victory without fail. ”

“I disagree. ”

Pymon shakes his head. It was determined.

“Dantalian. Who do you think lost the puppet war? ”

“Of course, she's the queen of Brittany and the royal family of the continent. ”

“No, it's not.”

Pymon's eyes widen.

“Crazy people died for no reason because they got caught in the middle of a war. Dantalian. They are the ultimate losers. ”

“ ……. ”

“Don't get me wrong. It looks like we won because we're on the winner's side, too. Did I tell you to wait 50 years? Wait for the monarchs to lose their strength to oppress the people for 50 years? ”

Pymon smiles.

“Knowing that people will die unfairly, they turn away. I don't accept that. ”

“ ……. ”

“Dantalian. I wouldn't blame you. You have your own way. There's a kind of ethics to it, and she's feeling a little fuzzy. ”

However, Python spoke in a gentle voice.

“I'm sorry. I have to live like this. ”

“…… Pymon. ”

I was devastated. I wonder what kind of face I'm making.

Last time, when Pymon accused me of being a villain, I protested that this must be done in order for me to stay thoroughly on the axis of evil. The same logic is applied in reverse this time. Pymon decides to stay good to the end. Therefore, we must never rule over the death of the dog of the people.

If I advise Pymon here, "Leave sacrifice to prevail," he would advise him to be a hypocrite. I can't do that…….

Pymon smiles faintly.

“Dantalian, if the day comes when I fight Barbatos, will you choose me?" ”

I couldn't answer.

That concluded our conversation.

Pymon hasn't said a word since, and I don't have anything to say either. I turned my back and moved away from the lake. I felt discouraged.

“Your Grace, are you all right? ”

I saw this face and asked Ivar if he was worried. I shook my head.

“No, let's go straight to the Castle of the Demon in Barbatos. I have a lot of work to do. ”

Barbato and Pymon face each other as we move along. The monarchs of the human race will like it clapping their hands. I don't think I can live with that.

We save both Barbato and Pymon. That's my decision. But is it really possible? Is there a happy ending for everyone? I can't be sure...

I looked up at the pale skies of the first winter. A sigh came out.

“You'll be busy in many ways. It's going to be a long winter.... ”