The stirges are dead, their beady red eyes all lying lifeless on the ground as my summons continue to annihilate them.
After reaching the entrance of the nest, I don't stop and continue running through the tunnel of the nest. After turning and running all the way down the nest, I could finally see a clearance.
Despite the pitch blackness, Ghost's sight allowed me to see everything clearly.
Then I came across a crude wooden door, which was surprising. Perhaps there is someone on the other side of this door who can offer me the answers to my questions.
Here, deep within the dungeon, it was the first evidence of human knowledge.
Shrill!!
Immediately retreating, I stepped back several steps, but nothing happened.
My intuition told me there was something ominous about that door just a moment ago. Maybe he's preparing to kill me once I step inside?
I just have a couple of questions, okay?!
Go, Gnoll, open the door.
As G
In the expedition camp, the activity is intense. A steady stream of patrols passes under the watchful eye of the captains. As preparations for the wave don't go as smoothly as the brass had expected, suppression of the monsters on this expedition has been challenging. Furthermore, the Royal family refused to send any more high ranking warriors for assistance under the guise of the safety of heroes.Legionnaire Historia was concerned. The situation at hand consistently defied her experience and expectations, refusing to follow historical norms.Historia was sent by Duke Ifrit to take charge of the situation at The Dungeon Crystal palace after the findings of clues to the greater dungeon. She was one of the 10 legionnaires under Duke Ifrit, nearly close to achieving the next military rank. The Empire sent Myrmidon Jean as their representative, but she refused to take charge because The Duke organised the expedition.Throughout the day, squads left the camp and ent
Wha...what happened?Guide quest changed…? Didn't my previous guide quest involve killing wyverns? So what changed?The pain still lingers in my head after I absorb the core.Something really important seems to be slipping my mind.Surely if it is important I will remember it someday, now what shall I do with this quest?For any other quest, I would not have paid attention, but this quest has a penalty.A decrease of 10 levels. That is the same as two weeks of grinding elite levels monsters! And that is if there are enough monsters to hunt. I have to do the quest.Is there a time limit?[Time remaining: 7 days and 6 hours]My god, how long was I unconscious? I haven't got much time left.Wait...50 enemies, Legionnaire? My targets are humans?! How can that be?Do you expect me to take human lives without thinking it through? How am I expected to just look at it as nothing more than a normal act? Take
Amy awoke to the sound of thunder. It was already nightfall. Although the clouds above her head were coming together, there was no rain. She noticed that a blanket was covering her while she slept, wondering why. An orange glow emanated from the hut in the middle."Strange."She got up and walked towards the hut. A tall thin figure wearing an elegant dress caught her attention. She recognized it as one that was usually worn by royalty. The tail of the creature was wriggling out of the dress, and Amy recognized it as a merman as its back was turned towards her.Her fear awoke her and she pulled out the dagger. Standing before the doorway, she held the weapon in her hand without saying a word.The sea creature turned a burnt book over with its webbed hands while holding it and said, "I think I've finally found it... I guess it's unreadable now."Amy thought, "This one can talk!"He didn't seem surprised when he saw the girl as if he already kn
Clearly, there is a person behind that tree!As a result, I expected humans would be my target, but I hoped that was not the case. You guys are here for what? Aren't you able to just remain inside your cities peacefully?When I realize I am in such proximity to a human being, there is a certain feeling I get in my heart. The experience seems bizarre considering I myself was once a human.Humans have, however, been nothing but trouble in this life.Peering around slightly, I can see their clothing, which was similar but also different from the first human I saw.Are there factions among humans as well? With the amount of greed humans have, it is evident that no one can be satisfied with a single person taking all of the power.I almost lost my loot last time when they attacked me. Thankfully, I was able to escape only by being a better stealthy individual.To be quite honest, I might be starting to take it personally if I weren't such
In no time, we can catch up to the soldiers when they move cautiously, attempting to avoid the notice of the forest's thronging monster.From time to time, I see one of them looking up at the ceiling, possibly looking out for the aerial monsters that inhabit the dungeon.They knew what kind of monsters were in the wave. There were many more flying monsters on the second floor preparing for the wave as opposed to ground monsters.I'm crossing my fingers that the monsters ignore my presence when the waves start or just take me as an ally.The two soldiers move with practised ease through the area, avoiding pitfalls and reading the signs of monsters being nearby.Their level of knowledge is truly impressive. It seems as if they can see every monster located nearby even without having to actually see it. It doesn't matter whether they've been here for a long time or if they've memorized all the movements of the monsters, one thing for certain is I shou
As I waited for another hour, I decided that now would be a good time to investigate the human camp. The moment I encounter any human being, I will decide my next step.My movements are confined to shadows around the camp's edges, avoiding the more visible areas and weaving between the masses of land that surround it.In the darkness, I can see tunnels that branch out from the entrance, some of which are large and some small. When I approach one of them, I notice strange air wafting through.I wonder what lies at the bottom of these tunnels?Randomly, I chose a tunnel and moved forward in a slow but steady manner.With each step deeper, I can see that the tunnel is growing wider.To check for traps, I have already sent Ghost ahead of me, and he proved to be exactly the right choice.Since he has a high level of perception and stealth skills that are higher than mine, no one should be able to d
"Wake up, Amy!" You need to see this. Amy!" Kyla knocked on Amy's door.'KNOCK, KNOCK, KNOCK'"All right, I'm getting up. So please stop knocking." The voice came from the other side of the door.As the girl with messy hair and drowsy eyes opened the door, she was greeted by an excited Kyla who looked like a kid about to go to a candy shop."What happened? Why do you seem to be so happy? Leaning against the wall, Amy asked."It's already ten o'clock and you are still asleep. "Well, you stayed up all night last night at the party singing weird songs you said were from your world.""Haaah. Have you woken me up just to say that?""Oh, you bully! There is a much bigger reason for waking you up. Wash your face and get ready as soon as possible. This is an opportunity you will not want to miss."'What's Kyla talking about? Has the gold already arrived? As Amy brushed, she pondered.Once she is done
Jean sat heavily behind her desk. The desk resembled the man in many ways, being unadorned, robust, rough, and solid. The surface she worked upon was made up of transient woods she'd taken from a dungeon. Since she couldn't find a nail that would go through the stuff, she had to join the desk together. Her favourite part of the wood was its stubbornness and inflexibility.Her free hand reached inside the suit pocket, and she drew out a smooth crystal attached by a mana chain to her belt. As she placed her fingers on the crystal, she squinted when she needed two tries to get her slender fingers positioned properly before the crystal opened.Upon opening the crystal, Jean saw a bright glow spilling onto the desk and briefly shot light into her face as she stared hard at the contents, then snapped it shut before disintegrating it into dust.Then, opening a drawer, she took a piece of paper, her pen, and began to compose a letter."Argus,As mentioned
"Hey! Why should we listen to a brat like you?" The interjection came from the back of the crowd, a young soldier, his face flushed with anger, his eyes blazing with defiance. The rest of the soldiers turned to stare, their expressions a mixture of curiosity and apprehension.A genuine smile spread across my face. Finally, someone had the audacity to speak up. A flicker of satisfaction ignited within me. This was exactly what I had been hoping for, wasn't it? Didn't this feel like the natural order of things?I had anticipated this moment from the very beginning. There was no way these esteemed scions of nobility and battle-hardened knights would meekly submit to the commands of a mere child. The moment I was elected commander of one of the three mighty armies, I knew this tension would inevitably arise. After all, who among these talented warriors would willingly follow a teenager with little to boast of in terms of accomplishments? And let's not forget the shadow of my less-than-st
Ladia couldn't help but castigate herself for her lapse in judgment. How had she not seen it before? If the involvement of the magic towers would significantly aid the Empire, then the impact of the very person who had defeated the magicians of the tower participating would be monumental.The princess's heart thrummed with the realization, chiding herself for taking so long to come to this epiphany. Was Ethan's proposal the correct course of action or not? She no longer dwelled on the question.With a steely gaze, Ladia announced, "I have reached a verdict."The room fell silent as all eyes turned to the princess. The final decision lay in her hands, and she was ready to reveal it. The anticipation hung heavy in the air, and Ladia took a deep breath before continuing. "I have decided to accept Ethan's proposal."A murmur of surprise rippled through the room, but Ladia held up her hand for silence. "I believe that Ethan's plan, with a few modifications, is the best course of action for
My suggestion ignited a firestorm of debate among the upper echelons of the capital. The princess convened her officials in the grand throne room, where the air was thick with tension and uncertainty as they deliberated their next course of action. Ultimately, the march toward the City of Aran was postponed by a full day, a delay that weighed heavily on everyone present. The officials found themselves divided, caught between two stark choices: should they attempt to reclaim the nearby City of Aran from the Beast Kingdom, or should they focus their efforts on retaking the more strategically significant City of Northfall?"But, Your Majesty," one of the officials interjected, his voice rising above the murmurs of the assembly, "as we stand now, we cannot afford to risk an attack on the Northfall Fortress! I have heard reports that the beastmen have fortified their walls and laid even more traps to ensnare us! If we allow this farce to continue, we will be nothing more than lambs led to
A chill snaked down Ryle's spine. Ethan's suggestion hung in the air, heavy and suffocating, like a shroud woven from despair. To attack City of Aran, a fortress city now bristling with tens of thousands of Beast Kingdom soldiers, felt like a declaration of utter annihilation. Even Lance, their most valiant commander, had fallen captive within its walls.Ryle's brow creased into a deep furrow. He, too, was a commander of the Initiation Army, a man who had tasted the bitterness of defeat and the sting of loss. He couldn't fathom how Ethan, this newly appointed leader, could so blithely propose a course of action that reeked of self-destruction."I cannot, in good conscience, agree with your plan," Ryle stated, his voice laced with a mixture of disbelief and frustration. "As we stand now, attacking Northfall City is a fool's errand, a suicide mission. We are scattered, depleted, and outmatched. We must first rally our remaining forces, regroup along the borders, and then, and only then,
"Ryle Green, step forward!" the Royal advisor said, seeing Ryle was in a daze.Ryle coughed and stepped forward, his heart pounding with excitement as he knelt before the Princess."Ryle Green, you are hereby granted authority over fifty thousand soldiers," the Princess said, her voice like a melody that soothed the soul. "You shall be the commander of the Vanguard Army!"With a snap of her fingers, the Princess bestowed an insignia upon Ryle's shoulder, its glow of light like a beacon of hope in the face of the looming threat of the Beast Kingdom."I will crush those beastmen for you, Your Highness!" Ryle said, his voice filled with determination and resolve.The Princess smiled, her eyes filled with pride and hope. "We have faith in you, Ryle," she said. "Together, we will defeat the Beast Kingdom and restore peace to our lands."Princess Ladia nodded, a hint of a smile playing on her lips. "I expect a lot from the younger generation, Ryle," she said, her voice laced with both encou
The Dwarven Kingdom, a land renowned for its glittering wealth, held its breath. The Brightwing Empire’s meager offer, a desperate plea for aid, was all they had to entice the notoriously hard-drinking mercenaries. Even if their weapons were outdated, their reputation for unmatched effectiveness in battle preceded them. Surely, that would be enough.“Your Majesty,” a guard murmured, his voice barely a tremor in the air. “They have arrived.”Princess Ladia, lost in a labyrinth of thought, startled slightly. She had wrestled with the decision for what felt like an eternity, but finally, a solution had emerged. All that remained was to face them, to meet their gaze and offer her hand in this desperate alliance.Viscount Lamiel, a man whose arrogance was only surpassed by his thirst for gold, strode into the royal garden, flanked by a legion of equally boisterous mercenaries. Princess Ladia recognized most of them – the nobles summoned by the crown, their faces etched with a mixture of g
The scene unfolded with brutal efficiency. Several soldiers, their faces grim and resolute, descended upon Drew and the other soldier, their movements swift and decisive. There was no struggle, no desperate pleas for mercy. They walked away with heads bowed, accepting their fate with a stoic silence that spoke volumes of their resignation.Ryle, his expression a mixture of weariness and amusement, ran a hand through his hair, a sigh escaping his lips. "What a waste of a perfectly good sleep," he muttered, his voice laced with a hint of exasperation. "Young men like myself need our rest, yet everyone seems determined to disrupt my slumber over such trivial matters."His gaze shifted to me, and a playful smile curved his lips. "Allow me to introduce myself," he said, extending a hand towards me. "Ryle Green, third son of Count Green, and as you might be able to tell, the future commander of this very army." He spoke with an air of unwavering confidence, his words carrying the weight of
Two soldiers from a rival camp, their boots crunching on the gravel path, happened upon the conversation. One soldier, his face contorting with barely suppressed mirth, clamped a hand over his mouth, desperately trying to stifle a chuckle. His companion, sensing the impending eruption, jabbed him in the ribs with an elbow, a silent plea for decorum. But the laughter, like a trapped spring, was too powerful to contain. Tears welled in the soldier's eyes, threatening to spill over as his shoulders shook with silent mirth. Finally, with a strangled cry, he burst into a full-blown guffaw. "Hahahaha! If it's the Young Master leading us! Hahaha! We'll be able to… Pft! Hahaha!"The sound of his uncontrolled laughter echoed through the camp, drawing curious glances from nearby soldiers. Gaston, his face a mask of confusion and irritation, turned to the source of the amusement. "Excuse me, but what's so funny?" he demanded, his voice laced with displeasure.The soldier, still gasping for br
The unyielding army of the Ice Demon City had been journeying for a considerable number of weeks, traversing a multitude of cities and towns along the way. During our sojourns, we would occasionally restock our supplies, find respite in taverns, and often in the great outdoors, before resuming our arduous trek.Given the unfortunate circumstances, we were informed that the Ice Demon City was the most distant of all cities from the capital. This reality meant that we were among the last to receive the urgent message, compelling us to join the ranks of the other nobles and their armies in the capital.It was in the fourth week of our relentless march that we finally arrived in the grand and magnificent Capital city. The journey had been long and arduous, but our determination never wavered, as we knew our presence was required in these critical times. I had already surmised that the majority of the other nobles and their forces would have already amassed in the capital, readying themse