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Chapter 33

The Real Trap Set Behind This Floor Boss and The Demon Lord’s Meaningless Talk

 

I sit down on the ground as I look at the black silhouette.

This mysterious figure that’s about the same height as I am doesn’t have a distinct appearance.

An alien existence that speaks with a murky voice that’s hard to discern.

 

There is no doubt about it.

He is Adria Dungeon’s dungeon maker and the Demon Lord.

 

[The power to use the extremely destructive Dark Magic in exchange for extreme magic power consumption, you are definitely that, aren’t you? The Maker Murderer, 『Pact bearer【Twilight Sorcerer】』. I hear that it takes a lot of skill to master, but… fumu fumu, as I thought, you must have been quite tired after using that much Dark Magic, right?]

 

[……]

 

[Looks like you’re too tired to even reply, huh? Fufufu…]

 

The Demon Lord smiles happily as he sees me slumped on the ground.

He then suddenly put his hand over the remnants of the Golden Armor that was at his feet.

At that moment, the corpse of the floor boss——the Golden Armor——disappeared. I wonder if he recovered it.

 

[Fumu, 『Living Armor of Oblivion』 is completely defeated, huh. Dark Magic sure is scary like what they all said.]

 

[…….Like they said? So you’ve heard about it before?]

 

[Yes, yes, that’s right. Well, if you’re feeling alright, why don’t we have a little chat, hm? In this situation, my victory is already decided anyway. And it will be too boring if I just end it like that.]

 

The Demon Lord leasury kept on talking and had yet decided to attack us immediately.

……Now then, here we go. 

 

[First of all, the reason I came to this dungeon was a recommendation from a friend of mine.]

 

[Your friend’s recommendation…? So does that mean you Demon Lords had a meeting before creating a dungeon?]

 

[Demon Lords, huh…… I’m not really used to that nickname but, very well. And you’re right, we Dungeon Makers are all living in the same place. There, we exchange information on this side of the world and discuss who is going to go here.]

 

That’s surprising…. so, the Demon Lords are gathering in one place, having a discussion about us humans while actively creating dungeons?

And this time, from the Demon Lords in that gathering, this guy is the one who came over here.

 

The reason he chose this place is so that he can destroy the orphanage and kill all of its inhabitants.

All for the very goal of destroying the Holy Knight, Emmy’s spirit.

 

[…….Fufufu, you never expected that I would show up this early on, did you? After all, there’s no such thing as consecutive boss battle, right? But actually, there’s a rule that makes it possible.]

 

The Demon Lord slowly walks to the stone wall made by Sybilla.

He then touches the wall before he lightly taps his toe on the ground.

 

——I see, so that’s how it is!

 

[You… just have to paint the ground, huh.]

 

[Correct!]

 

The Demon Lord claps his hands in delight.

 

That Living Armor Boss…… 『Living Armor of Oblivion』 was it?

When I was fighting it, I was too focused on making quick judgments, I didn’t notice it right away, but something did feel off back then now that I have time to think about it a little.

 

The upper layer has the color of regular soil and rocks.

The middle layer has a bluish color and the lower layer is reddish.

If that’s the case…. then why does the surface of the rock that appeared when Sybilla used her Stone Wall magic have a purple color?

 

And just what’s the uselessly long and grandiose staircase you’d usually find in a throne room when entering the Floor Boss room for?

With that kind of staircase, it puts the boss at a disadvantage since we take the high ground at the top of the stairs when we fight it.

To put it bluntly, it makes no sense.

 

However… when I calmly think about it and recall the length of these stairs, there’s one thing that I understand.

The stairs went down quite a bit if my memories serve me right. Right… we went about exactly one floor lower by going down that staircase.

 

[That’s right, I painted this ground to trick you into thinking this floor is still a part of the lower layer from the start!]

 

…….So that’s how it is.

That means the 『Living Armor of Oblivion』 we fought is a Floor Boss of the lowest layer from the very beginning.

No wonder it was so strong. I don’t think an ordinary swordsman would be able to fight a boss so nimble that it can land safely by kicking the wall that almost reached the ceiling after being blown away.

 

But, so that’s why——that voice.

 

[Still, you have it hard too, huh?]

 

[What do you mean?]

 

[No, no, no, you don’t really think that woman behind you is on your side, right?]

 

I felt like I heard a single step behind me and also the sound of someone swallowing their saliva.

I didn’t look back at Sybilla and kept my eyes on the Demon Lord as I urged him to continue with my chin.

 

[In the first place, materials from goblins are pretty much useless. Paying for your needs just from that will be hard, you know? Where do you think you’ll get all the money from?]

 

……What’s with this guy? Just as I thought he was going to say something that would make me suspicious of Sybilla, he suddenly started lecturing me about how human society works.

There’s no way people in our line of work would put that much thought into it.

 

[You, that woman there…. you’re a goddess, aren’t you? Just think about it.]

 

[……]

 

[Maker——or Demon Lords, is what you called us, is it? She’s probably inducing you to kill us, isn’t she? I know, you know? People like you, who made a pact with a Goddess, are also subject to the 『Goddess’s restrictions』. And the closer you are, the stronger the effects will be.]

 

[……]

 

[You have obtained a powerful magic. And with such powerful magic, you can live a comfortable life without having to go out of your way and risk your life to kill us. You can live a peaceful middle-class life without danger, eating all the meat you want while drinking all the alcohol you like, and having fun with some women, and even if you spend all of your money on these things, you can always start collecting money again. Even if you ended up having nothing but your body, you can still work until you’re old.]

 

[……]

 

[………Come on, say something will you? Don’t tell me… you’re still going to disagree even after hearing what I just said?]

 

………

 

「——Well, alright then.」

 

Suddenly, the atmosphere around the Demon Lord changed.

 

[How boring. I knew it, you Pact-bearers totally have some screw loose in your heads.]

 

Looks like we’re done talking.

I get up and look at Sybilla.

 

Sybilla looks at me with an expressionless face.

 

——Well, I understand how she feels.

 

[Come on, give me back the sword.]

 

[Yeah]

 

I take the sword from Sybilla and lightly swing it around to have a feel of it.

 

[《Dark Enchant》]

(《Dark Enchant》)

 

The Dragon Fang sword with mithril coating shines with black-colored light.

 

[Fufu, to think that there’s a magician who would resort to Enchant Magic as his last resort after he used up all of his magic power! With this, I don’t think I would even need to bring out my 『pets』 to deal with you.]

 

For a moment, I heard the sound of air behind me. 

 

……Oi, hold it down, alright?

We still have to wait a little more.

 

[Well then …… I shall let you see my true form since it will be your last!]

 

The black silhouette is blown away by the wind blowing from the Demon Lord himself.

What appeared out of it was… an appearance I’d never seen before.

 

His face, which wasn’t visible because of the silhouette, was that of a young man, but stern and with no eyebrows.

He looks like the demons from stories.

……No, he’s not just a demon, he’s a Demon Lord.

 

The skin on his entire body is purple. His eyes are pure white, though they have veins protruding around them.

I wonder if Demon Lords normally don’t have pupils but, he can still see just fine even without those, huh?

 

[Fufufu… you’re so shocked you can’t even speak, huh.]

 

Well, he’s not wrong since this is the first time I’m looking at a demon.

 

As I just stayed silent thinking about such a thing, the Demon Lord raised one of his hands at me.

 

[For warmups, let’s go with this one first! 《Fireball》!]

 

As he said this, he chanted the weakest fire magic.

I hit the offensive magic coming at me with my sword and flicked it away.

 

[I wonder how long you’ll last!]

 

As I watch the figure of the Demon Lord from behind my broadsword…… the corners of my mouth bend to a smile.

 

Now then——.

——let’s win this fight, shall we?