Dungeon? This Tree? Why Don't You Join Me for Lunch? (Dungeon Core) Chapter 101: First Hurdle!

Now, I couldn’t just let my kids fight by themselves, now, could I?

No! I had a plan!

Why kill the Queen, when you can actually get her to join your Nymph Union?

It was a simple plan. A plan like no other! One dood to fail, or so everyone told !

And I really thought that everything was going to be fine, until I found out that...

She ate souls. Only souls. Which was why she was so thin. And that she was so model-like.

I didn’t like that.

Why eat souls, when there are perfectly good mushrooms to be eaten? Golden ones?

So... I began an operation by the na of: Get the Queen to Eat!

It was not sothing that was dood to fail, I believed! I picked up my n and then tried to get to her. Everything was stored in my bottomless bag! I had all the materials I needed to get in her good graces!

Until...

"Well, how are we going to get there?" Amdis asked. I eyed his wings, he just snorted. "These are ornants. Not for flying."

To be honest, that was what I had been thinking about them as well. They didn’t look like the wings of soone who soared the sky.

There were no eagle marks on them. Nor were there any signs that he was stronger than he should be.

He was just Amdis. Pretty, pink-haired Amdis, who had no place on this grown-up table!

Or so I thought, until he leveled with a stern look.

"Look," he told , as he began to smile at Nate, who took out sothing from his bottomless bag. "I might not be a horselord, but I am a good archer!"

I was reminded then that he was Belladonna’s nephew. She was a strong witch, and I was certain that he was strong as well!

Amdis took out a branch from the bottomless bag! I began to blink.

"Well," I told him because I didn’t know exactly what he wanted to achieve with it.

"No, don’t be sarcastic! Just look through my eyes," wait, what did he an, don’t be sarcastic? Was I sarcastic?

Was I so sarcastic that people told not to be?

Should I change?

"No, Sylvan," Aron told , as he hugged from behind. I lted into my big spoon with a smile. Ah, Aron. Those rock-hard abs had given great joy.

And I was sure were going to allow him to do so serious damage to that witch, Mary!

"If you change, we would be faced with a being who is flawed, but not funny," he told , as he flicked my nose. "Now you are flawed, but funny! That’s still sothing, don’t you agree?"

I nodded. Funny was good. Feeding your n was better. Being kind was the key!

"And, besides," he told , as he began to pet on the hair. I felt like a prized cat. It was nice and warm in his arms.

Safe.

"If you quit cooking, who is going to feed us all? Apart from Nate, all of us are only good for peeling potatoes," he chuckled at his own joke.

But I got an idea!

"No! I will teach you all to cook!" If I can teach Mordred, who had started off with baked oats which had given indigestion and was now a master of the noble chocolate-chip muffin, then I could teach my n as well!

"You are not coming with us," Aron told , biting my ear in parting. "Out of the question."

I snorted! So, what was I supposed to do in the Tree of mories all day? Make snacks?

While my n were fighting?

"Lord Sylvan," the woman was familiar. I thought that I had seen her once before.

She had a silly hat on, her hair was short, but it looked so, as if she was trying to grow it long.

Her dress had so many frills on them that her curves were completely concealed.

That was a dress chosen by an older brother; I knew at that mont.

"My na is Fin," she bowed her head a bit. Aron tightened his grip on . "And I would like to co and stay here, in the Tree of mories."

"Why? So, you can harvest Sylvan’s organs?" Nate snapped, stepping before us.

"We know who you are!" Desmond snapped, stepping next to his partner.

"Lady Fin, please forgive Nathaniel and Desmond’s reactions. But you must understand that we love Sylvan. If you are here to harm him, we will have to go to war with you," and Solas, I could tell that Nick wanted to say Solas!

But Pan was with Solas! I couldn’t put my baby at risk!

I was old. I had finally felt joy.

There was little which I still had left to live for.

"Ok," I prepared myself to get a dagger between the ribs. I nearly heard my blood dripping on the stone floor.

But then!

"I would like to learn how to cook from you, Lord Sylvan," I had no idea since when I had beco a lord, but that didn’t an that I should be treated like one.

I was just the Foodie Nymph.

No one special.

"Ok, then," the princess, for I finally put two and two together, said with a smile. "Solas sent to guard you. So, you wouldn’t do anything stupid. And... he does want to learn to cook."

Nick sucked in a breath. He walked to the woman, placing a hand over her shoulder.

"If he tries to marry you off again, I will kill him," I didn’t know just what had happened between Alexios and Fin. I knew what had happened to Fin afterward, seeing as I had eavesdropped on Solas and Doran, but that was enough for .

"We won’t be killing anyone," necromancers, so fatalistic. As if the world were just one big murder show! "But no one is marrying anyone, either!"

Which was ironic of to say, seeing as Max was listening in. That Max, who stole my golems!

And was protecting my Tree of mories together with Fin in exchange for his life...