Chapter 53
Mierda frowned.
‘How could a mere monster…?’
Even the Durahans who were said to be the strongest among the mid level demons fell to their knees. So how could a Skeleton who was at best born with the combat power of a mid level demon be able to stand against him?
It wasn’t just that. The cheeky Succubus nor the demons standing next to her didn’t move. Instead of being crushed by magic, they even glared at him.
‘Did she only collect elites?’
It was a dungeon that had rapidly grown recently, so it seemed like there was something about them. Otherwise, there would be no way that they would argue against the Sol Dungeon and show such an arrogant attitude.
In particular, the succubus even yawned as if this situation was boring. Seeing the tears welling up in her eyes, Mierda strongly clenched his teeth. The desire to rip that mouth immediately rose.
No. It wouldn’t be good to kill her immediately. He had to be patient. He struggled to suppress his urge to kill.
Meanwhile, Adelaide, unaware that she was the subject of a murderous intent just because of her yawn, wiped the tears from her eyes and then bit her lip. It wasn’t because she was bored that she yawned. It came out reflexively because she was so nervous.
Unlike the Skeleton Captain who courageously blocked Adelaide, she was terrified.
She knew that he was a weaker demon than Caladium, but she was still very scared. It was because she met his eyes head-on.
‘His eyes! Why are his eyes black!’
She had heard that occasionally, there were demons born like that. The area that was supposed to be white was black, and they were shiny enough to glow in the darkness. However, it was not common and was rarely seen among high level demons.
‘I knew it! From the start, he had his eyes closed even when he smiled!’
He was clearly incredibly strong. People who kept their eyes closed got stronger whenever they opened their eyes.
[T/N: XD]
However, when the Skeleton stood up for her, she found it impossible to keep herself from yawning. Adelaide opened her mouth with a picture of Raham in her mind.
“Did you come all the way here to show off your strength in front of me and my subordinates?”
Adelaide struggled to get up from her seat but still pretended like nothing was wrong. She patted the Skeleton Captain’s shoulder to signify that he did a great job, then stood in front of him proudly.
“Can I take this as a threat?”
Their fierce eyes met. Adelaide did not lose and faced Mierda’s gaze. Her skin stung from the intense magic, but she was able to withstand it without fainting. She certainly seemed to have gotten stronger.
She continued her speech as she fixed her gaze.
“Lisian, when will your interview be with the Dungeon Newspaper reporter?”
“Tomorrow morning.”
“If the dungeon was attacked as soon as such an article was published, the reporter would have a lot to write about, wouldn’t he?”
Adelaide smiled at Mierda. She was screaming inwardly as she was afraid of his eyes, but thanks to the acting skills she had developed in front of adventurers, she endured.
“Yes. It would be a nice justification for uniting low and mid level dungeons.”
Lisianthus helped with an expressionless face. “That’s good.” Adelaide added with a smile.
Mierda was still smiling. However, as the conversation between Adelaide and Lisianthus continued, the vicious energy that flashed over his eyes gradually subsided.
“What do you mean threatening?”
In an instant, Mierda’s magic disappeared. The Durahans, who had fallen down, were finally able to breathe.
“Such a terrifying word.”
Mierda closed his eyes again and made his foxy smile. An arrogant voice followed.
“It was just a little joke. I was wondering who you guys are.”
“You’d better stop playing around like that. It wasn’t very funny.”
“I see.”
“So, what do you want?”
Adelaide turned around. As she sat down again, Mierda sat down in front of her with a more gentle demeanor.
“We have a request.”
“Tell me.”
Mierda urged her.
If Adelaide made an outrageous request, he was going to end them without further delay. No matter how many elites she had gathered, it wouldn’t be difficult. Since it was just an E-Class dungeon, at best, they would only be able to resist his magic.
Rumors were annoying, but those naturally disappeared after a few months. It wasn’t hard for them since they’ve already been through it a few times.
Mierda fiddled with his hand, waiting for Adelaide’s answer. He desperately hoped she would demand something ridiculous from him so that he could break that rude brat’s neck straight away.
Adelaide smiled as if she already knew his thoughts. As soon as the veins between Mierda’s eyebrows were about to pop, she opened her mouth.
“I understand the position of Sol Dungeon. You would not have been able to return the demon who dared to invade your dungeon.”
She expressed her sympathy in a very soft voice. Mierda furrowed his brows at the unexpected tone.
“But since you now know that he has an owner, why not give him back?”
It was just a request to return the Durahan. Seeing that she openly picked a fight, he thought she would ask for something bigger. Mierda clicked his tongue in regret. If the situation could be resolved by just that, then it wouldn’t be a bad request at all. But Mierda flatly refused.
“That would be difficult.”
The master of Sol Dungeon and Mierda’s father, the great Shavarma, did not send him here because he wanted a ‘not bad’ result. He was sent here to achieve ‘great’ results.
“Isn’t the only evidence that the Durahan signed a contract with Greenville is the other Durahan’s testimony? Besides, that Durahan dared to break into Sol Dungeon’s business site and inflicted great damage. We can’t let him go so easily.”
The Durahan and the Harpy’s disgusting romance was the best-selling product at Casa del Sol these days. They couldn’t give him away that easily.
“It looks like you have already eaten as much as you can. Your customers will soon get bored.”
“No way. There is still a lot left to pick and eat.”
Mierda replied with a smile.
As Adelaide said, customers would soon get tired of the show and the popularity would soon fade. The public is always looking for new stimuli. Therefore, the plan to sell the product was to slowly increase the stimulus, and then kill the Durahan in front of the Harpy once the public was tired of it.
“… Then, let’s do this.”
“I’m not very happy with it, but I can’t help it.” Adelaide mumbled and let out a sigh.
“Let’s play a dungeon match and the Durahan is the wager.”
The smile on Mierda’s lips collapsed in an instant. For a moment he wondered if his ears heard wrong. It sounded so absurd.
“Are you serious? Really?”
“Yes. I’m serious.”
Seeing Adelaide’s dignified face, he couldn’t stand it any longer and burst out laughing.
“Hahaha! Your sense of humor is beyond imagination. It is understandable why you made fun of my jokes, they’re truly incomparable.”
“This is the funniest thing I’ve heard in 100 years.” Mierda added, with tears in his eyes.
“Why, I guess you’re not confident?”
Adelaide asked with a raised eyebrow. Then Mierda’s face hardened at once. She was way too arrogant.
“Okay. Let’s play a dungeon match.”
“Okay. If I win, give me Raham.”
“Wouldn’t it be too embarrassing if the reward for winning the Sol Dungeon was only one Durahan? If you have a favorite, take it with you too. It doesn’t matter if it is a high level demon.”
Mierda said sympathetically. Adelaide nodded her head, as it was a good suggestion.
“In return.”
It happened in an instant. She blinked her eyes once, and before she knew it, his face was right in front of her. His dark eyes were in full view.
“If you lose, you will have to keep this pretty mouth shut forever. I will cut off that cute tongue that does not know its place that dared to spit out arrogant words.”
Mierda’s long fingers reached for Adelaide’s tongue in an instant. But, of course, he was blocked by Caladium, who stood beside Adelaide.
“How dare you…”
The angry Caladium said in a fierce voice.
He wanted to twist the neck of the j*rk right away, however, although he was ignorant, he knew that now was not the right time. Unsurprisingly, Adelaide stopped him by touching his chest.
“Okay. I look forward to it.”
Adelaide answered leisurely, licking her lips with her tongue as if she was purring. Mierda gritted his teeth with a cracking sound, then turned around.
“See you soon.”
It was a tone that was eager to pluck out Adelaide’s tongue. He left Greenville Dungeon straight away after he told them to check the dungeon match date in the newspaper.
After confirming that he had completely disappeared, Adelaide collapsed on the sofa.
“Huaah… I was so scared…”
Her body trembled as she let out the breath that she had been holding back. Caladium snorted.
“You’ve been so calm and now you’re acting like this?”
“I was already scared a while ago.”
“Black eyes are really scary.” Adelaide mumbled as she shuddered.
“You did a really good job. You were great.”
As if Lisianthus had been waiting, he quickly stepped out with tea ready. The Skeletons and the Durahans agreed that she looked really cool.
“It’s a relief that the demon with black eyes fell for the provocation.”
After speaking, Adelaide drank her tea. It was really fortunate that he agreed. The situation would have been complicated if he refused, or if he had started a fight in a fit of anger.
“By the way, Lisian, you are very quick-witted.”
“Are you talking about the Dungeon Newspaper interview? It’s a basic skill.”
“What, was that a lie?”
Caladium’s eyes widened in surprise. He was the only one who thought it was true.
“Yes. But now that I think about it, it would be better to hold a real interview. Lisian, can you call them right now?”
“Yes, Adele.”
Lisianthus moved quickly, as expected. Only Caladium tilted his head, not knowing why.
“How could the devil be so ignorant…”
The Skeletons added, clicking their tongues. Caladium complained that he knew it too, but no one believed him.
***
The next day. An article appeared on the front page of the Dungeon Newspaper.
There was no need to look for the article this time. It was because the whole front page was covered with a report of the dungeon match between Greenville Dungeon and Sol Dungeon.
“When is the match?”
Adelaide asked in a calm tone as if asking about something else. Lisianthus read the newspaper for her, as she focused on eating her meal.
“It’s tomorrow morning.”
“It means we won’t have time to prepare.” Lisianthus added in a similar calm tone.
Adelaide, who had just swallowed the last piece of french toast sprinkled with maple syrup, opened her mouth with a grin.
“Good, that’s great.”