I Became the Tyrant of a Defense Game Chapter 312

Baam-pa-baamBaam-pa-baam-baam

A boisterous march echoed throughout the area.

The military band under the command of the Troll King was playing instrunts like drums, gongs, and trumpets, announcing the arrival of the king with an impressive march.

'...'

What, am I in so kind of Aladdin scenario?

I couldn't help but gape at the absurdly noisy entrance.

Eventually, the advancing troll army settled in a clearing to the south of our forward base.

Donning a jeweled turban and sitting on a magic carpet, the gigantic Trollthe 'Troll King'surveyed our fortifications before gesturing to his side.

Then, a smaller troll scurried out and bellowed towards us.

"Listen up, surface-dwelling humans!"

Surprisingly fluent human speech erupted from its mouth.

"Pay homage to the great conqueror, the nomadic executioner, and the living muscle! The chieftain of the Rock Troll tribe and the king of all trolls, Lord Tradyunumahatran!"

Evangeline mumbled.

"Quite the na..."

"Indeed..."

Regardless of what we thought, the Troll King's emissary continued.

"His Excellency Tradyunumahatran does not wish for war! Simply surrender and open your castle gates! Then..."

Then what?

The troll envoy scanned the walls and ominously declared,

"The beautiful ones will be taken as concubines; the ugly ones will be killed on sight."

A panicked Evangeline wrapped her arms around herself.

"Oh my God, what do we do? I think that troll is targeting !"

The troll envoy suddenly roared,

"We have no need for sothing as ugly as you!"

"Eeeek!"

Evangeline collapsed, vomiting blood.

As she lay there, she tearfully mumbled,

"To, to, to be called ugly... by a troll..."

"Ca, calm down, Evangeline. They're a different species; their beauty standards are different."

"It must be because of the bone armor... It's definitely the bone armor..."

While we were having this conversation, the Troll King's envoy continued to speak.

"True beauty is born of muscle! Such frail bodies are despised by our king!"

Huh, where have I heard that philosophy before?

"Among you, the one worthy of our king's affection is..."

The Troll King's emissary stretched out his arm and pointed at Kuilan atop the wall.

"Just about him."

"Eh?"

Kuilan pointed to himself with trembling hands.

", ...?"

For reference, Kuilan was currently in his beastman form. His muscles were much more bulging than usual, and he was rather furry...

With what seed to be a touched voice, Kuilan mumbled,

"You're the first to say you like my wolf form..."

"No, don't get carried away."

They're not even human! Don't get swayed by their trolling!

While we were in disarray, the Troll King's envoy continued.

"By the way, our king is female! Of course, she does like beautiful won, but she prefers handso n a bit more!"

At that mont, the Troll King on the carpet nodded vigorously.

Ah, so she is female. To be honest, it's hard to tell their gender just by looking.

The gender of a troll can be identified by their tails: males have one tail, while females have split tails, two or more.

Upon closer inspection, the Troll King's swaying tail was indeed branched into multiple strands. Alright, so you are a female...

"Hmm?"

At that mont, my eyes t with the Troll King's.

Her piercing gaze seed to scan from head to toe, giving goosebumps all over. No, what is this! Why is she looking at like that?

The Troll King gestured to her envoy and whispered sothing in his ear. The envoy, who had nodded quickly, cleared his throat.

"Hey, dark-haired human male! You're in luck!"

"Huh?"

I blurted out, taken aback.

"The King has taken a liking to you! Says you've got a promising build!"

What the hell is this nonsense?

"Surrender now, and a place beside the King is guaranteed! Our Troll King herself will treat you kindly! Consider it an honor!"

Right after that, the Troll King who had been eyeing grinned and winked.

My party mbers who saw this all let out a collective "Oooh~". What's cheering gonna do?

"Aren't you explosively popular lately, Your Highness?"

"Indeed... Especially favored by monsters, it seems."

Damien and Junior chid in. Shut up! My dignity is at risk here!

"Sigh..."

Exhaling a weary sigh, I signaled to Damien.

"Damien, convey my response for ."

"Of course, Your Highness."

Damien grinned as he drew his magic gun.

"Now, will you surrender and beg for the King's rcy"

Before the ssenger could finish, following my signal, Damien aid his magic gun and pulled the trigger.

Bang-!

"What the?!"

A magical bullet drilled right through the middle of his body.

Instantly, the Troll King's ssenger spilled blood everywhere and convulsed grotesquely.

"...Hehe."

The Troll King laughed, as if she had been waiting for this all along.

After flipping her off, I shouted, "I have nothing to give you, monster! Not even the fairest Kuilan or the ugliest Evangeline! None of my comrades are up for grabs!"

Kuilan looked at with twinkling eyes, hands clasped over his chest (ugh, stop it), while Evangeline licked her blade with a sly grin. It's a joke, a joke!

"What I do have to give you is..."

I raised my hand high.

My well-trained army imdiately lit the cannons and pulled back the ballistae.

"Nothing but fire and death-!"

With my forward gesture,

Boom! Boom! Boom-!

Hundreds of cannonballs and a barrage of arrows rained down on the horde of monsters.

***

The Troll King had one defining feature.

She was sturdy.

Just as her race naturally was, she was simply, purely sturdy.

But when that sturdiness crossed a line, it itself beca a weapon.

Boom! Boom! Boom...!

Amid the fierce crossfire of our forces, while other subordinate trolls had already fallen, reduced to bones,

Stomp.

Stomp.

Stomp.

The Troll King walked on, unfazed.

The gigantic arrows from our ballistae couldn't even make a dent in her skin, nor could the explosions and flas from our cannonballs inflict any effective damage.

Even if by chance we wounded her in one area,

Bubbling...

Flash!

Regeneration.

The wounded area of her skin bubbled and moved as if boiling, quickly healing.

"Well then, let's show off so real power, shall we-!"

Junior's hands floated in the air, gathering wind and lightning, and then shot it forward with imnse force.

Boom!

A devastating tempest of lightning swept the area, and the Troll Royal Guards protecting the Troll King until the end literally lted away.

However,

Stomp. Stomp. Stomp.

Still, the Troll King walked on.

Her charred organs regenerated, and the flesh and bone cut by the blades of the wind fused back together.

"Wh-what is that?"

A shocked Junior opened her mouth wide. That's when Damien aid his magic gun and said,

"I'll aim for the weak spot!"

Drawing [Hunter's Retribution], Damien perford a smooth, clean triple shot. Bang! Bang! Bang-!

The three magical bullets pierced through the Troll King's head and shattered its heart to pieces.

But then.

Bubble...bubble...

Swish!

Both the pulverized brain and the tattered heart instantly regenerated.

Damien leapt back in astonishnt.

"Whaaat?! It regenerates its brain and heart?!"

"Step aside, kiddos!"

This ti, Dusk Bringar stepped forward.

"Best to obliterate creatures like this all at once!"

The Dragon Queen's tiny mouth opened wide, and a sphere of magical power ford between her sharp, shark-like teeth.

"Um... uh..."

Dusk Bringar trembled montarily and then

"Phoooeey!"

She unleashed Dragon Breath!

While the activation seed more like a harmless sneeze than a majestic event, the torrent of pure magic power that erupted from the Dragon Queen's mouth obliterated everything it touched.

Ka-booom!

Direct hit on the Troll King.

A trendous explosion of magical power erupted. Dusk Bringar brushed her nose with a flick of her fingers and shrugged her shoulders.

"Well, that should do i Huh?"

A confused expression clouded Dusk Bringar's triumphant face.

Understandably so. Amidst the smoky aftermath of the magical explosion

Step. Step. Step.

The Troll King just kept coming, like so kind of Terminator.

Its upper body had been blown to smithereens, but the Troll King was still able to move its lower half.

Spinal bones sprouted, blood vessels and muscles regenerated, and flesh reattached. The monster had restored its upper body in no ti.

"Kyahaha!"

The Troll King laughed, its freshly regenerated jaw wide open. Dusk Bringar's small mouth gaped.

"Is this the sa troll I know? I thought they were just potion ingredients..."

Normally, that would be correct. This one was an exceptional case.

The item you could obtain by killing troll armies, [Troll Army's Blood], was also an ingredient for top-grade potions.

In other words, their blood itself was a powerful healing tool, and this Troll King was the epito of all troll regenerative capabilities.

I sighed and touched my forehead.

'In the ga, it had a constant 999% HP regeneration per second.'

999%!

Fucking hell, 999%!

Just by breathing, it would recover 9.99 tis its total HP per second. Was this even a reasonable figure? Isn't this a bug?

So, in the ga, while the troll army itself wasn't too difficult to deal with, if this Troll King showed up as the boss, you might as well consider that ga session dood.

The Troll King's other stats were average. Weak attacks, couldn't use magic, no special skills or gimmicks.

But.

You just couldn't kill it!

Due to its staggering physical/magical defenses and insane HP regeneration, it beca virtually invincible.

No matter how much we hit it, it didn't die. anwhile, it kept coming, landing non-damaging punches on us.

And what happens then?

We die.

Supplies, healing magic, potions, artifactseverything is finite. But this fucker's regeneration is infinite.

Even if the damage is minimal, it accumulates over ti. The Troll King takes down our castle gates, walls, and our heroes with single-digit damage.

Literally, a spoon killer...!

'I encountered it just once in the ga.'

Out of 742 attempts, I had run into it only once.

The viewers advised to just give up and start a new ga. They told , 'When you encounter Trolling, surrendering is just good manners.'

But I had invested so much ti into the ga, I gritted my teeth and thought, 'Let's see who wins this,' as I went all out to defeat the monster.

The ti I spent on the Troll King raid? A whole week in real-world ti.

Number of turns used: 9999. Filled up the ga's maximum turn limit.

So what happened?

During the 9999 turns, the Troll King obliterated the fortress with just a flick of his nose, annihilating half of my allied heroes.

However, because I held out until the turn limit, the ga ruled it a defensive win.

The Troll King retreated. I scread that I had won and the viewers cheered for a human victory.

...Although the fortress, heroes, and resources were all devastated, causing my annihilation in the next stage.

The sa viewers who had just been cheering 'Human victory!' quickly switched to mocking with shouts of 'Human defeat!' 'Virtuous defeat!' 'All hail Troll King' 'Tazdingo~'. The mory is still vivid...

'Anyway!'

I widened my eyes.

Ever since that humiliating defeat, I had been pondering how to capture this insane tank unit. Because if I encounter it again, I had to capture it.

I hadn't run into it again during my strategy broadcasts, but the tactics I'd formulated back then were still in my head.

'I'll pay you back for that day's humiliation, Troll King...!'

I raised my head. Everyone around was looking at .

Their eyes held the belief that I had a secret plan to navigate this predicant.

"Alright!"

Well, let's et those expectations, shall we...!

"I will issue the operation orders now!"

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