A Dungeon is a Mazokus defensive location as well as their interception location.
The many treasures that they stole from mankind are accumulated, and the master of it awaits at the innermost area of the labyrinth that has countless traps laid outthat is how the minstrels often sang about them.
On the other hand, from the Mazokus point of view, traps would need to be maintained so that they would work normally, and there would also be a need for personnel for the sake of keeping the treasure secure.
And speaking of what they would be doing after taking all of that ti, they would just lie in wait at the end of the dungeonPutting it plainly, they simply shut themselves in the back of a cave and do whatever they please.
This was the general reason why Majin who possessed dungeons were made fun of and called Cave Majin.
In the Western area of the Zadark Kingdom where there was a particularly large amount of dungeons, there was a whole bunch of dungeon owners that were self-proclaid Demon Kings, but they were annihilated by Nino when the Dark Continent was unified.
The proper Majins didnt live in dungeons, the abandoned dungeons that lost their masters remained unused, and before long, they vanished from the peoples mories.
Within one of those abandoned dungeons, at the innermost area of the place that was called shrams underground palace, there was a wide room.
What was inside of that room, was a single throne.
Sitting on the throne that had way too many decorations and ended up seeming to be in bad taste, a Mazoku was also wearing gaudy clothing.
Having an appearance as if Amoebas were gathered and forcibly made to take a humanoid shape, the man was the owner of this underground palace, a Majin called shram.
The ones kneeling in front of shram were a group of about 30 Mazokus that mainly consisted of Goblins and Beastia. Having his view set on them, shram raised a loud voice so as to make the throne room reverberate.
The current society is mistaken! I, the true Demon King, have been disregarded, and a fake is claiming to be the Demon King! Moreover, from what I have heard, his objective is to form a friendship with mankindUnforgivable! With resolute determination, I condemn this!
An applause broke out with shrams speech.
shram watched over that feeling satisfied, and continued after waiting for them to settle down.
However, you can be at ease! Our plan has finally moved onto the final stages! The day that the world will know of , the true Demon King, is close at hand! And that ti will beco the true start of the age of the Mazoku!
Once again, there was an outbreak of applause, cheers, and ovation.
As if waiting for that to co to a stop, a single applause that was a beat late resounded.
Searching for the one that made that applause with a displeased looking gaze, shram noticed that it was from soone who was standing in front of the throne room doors.
The one who was there was a young blue haired man that was expressing a friendly and gentle smile.
With a splendid black sword hanging on his waist, the young man, after stopping his applause, made a slight bow towards shram.
YouSince when were you there. Who are you!?
I ca in normally through the door not too long ago though. Since it seed that you were engrossed in your speech, I waited here so that I wouldnt get in the way of it.
Seeing the young man say that as if it were only natural, shram kept completely silent. There should have been guards that were placed in front of the doors.
So, what is your business here. Have you co to serve , the true Demon King shram, or sothing?
UwaahSo thats what you co out withI see, the true Demon King huh
After the young man muttered that seemingly completely repulsed, he shook his head sideways looking amazed.
I see, I understand very well now. I hadnt imagined that it would have been a defective product butWell, its fine.
D, defective product!? You, what did you call !
It doesnt matter who or what. You, are you really shram-san?
Hearing the young mans query, shram made a dumbfounded looking face. However, after imdiately changing to an expression that said he was looking down on the young man, he gave a command to his subordinate Mazoku.
Haha, how absurd! So you were rely a fool! You all, tear this guy to pieces!
Responding to those words, shrams subordinates readied their weapons one after another.
However, the young man did show any signs of panicking even with that.
Ahh, I am terribly sorry for being late with this. I am called Lumon. Well, I ca to kill you all butsince you all seem intent on doing the sa, please dont hold a grudge against .
At the sa ti the young manLumon had drawn his sword, shrams subordinate Mazoku also started running towards the young man.
Transform, Boorang Blade.
Magical power poured into the sword simultaneously with Lumons voice, and its form was greatly changed.
After an instant, it accomplished a transformation into a form like a bird had spread out both wings and beca a gigantic black blade. Holding that aloft, Lumon threw it with all of his strength.
Making a *gou* sound, the flying black blade sliced through shrams Mazoku subordinates, and approached shram as he was at his throne.
Seeing that approach while slicing up his subordinates along with their weapons, shram, after making a face that said he couldnt understand what was going on for an instant, raised a scream.
HIII! Waitwaitwaitwait! Oi, dont you understand who I really am! I, I am the true -hiii!
shram beca unable to stand up and fell into his seat, and after seeing off the black blade that just barely passed over the top of his own head circle around and once again graze the top of his head, he started trembling.
Catching the black blade that returned with one hand, Lumon confird that there was no one other than shram that could move, then turned a gentle smiling face to shram.
The truth is, there are two things I want to ask you. Could you please answer ?
While saying that, Lumon quietly walked to shrams side.
Having completely lost his fighting spirit, shram was desperately working his head to figure out how to avoid being killed while displaying a servile smile.
I, Ive got it. I dont mind answering you! M, more importantly. You, wont you beco my subordinate!? As long as I have your strength, Ill be invincible! If you do, not to ntion two, I will answer what you desire to know with all of my wisdom! N, no. Of course that wont be all to it! On the day of the plan, anything you want will be -hiii!
Once again, the black blade just barely passed by the top of shrams head.
I, I got it! You (omae)No, you (anata) are the new Demon King! Im fine with being number two! See, thatll be fine, right!?
I will say this one more ti, there are two things I want to ask.
After holding the returned black blade as if it were on his back, Lumon stood in front of shram while still having a smiling face and looked down on him.
Here is the first one. Before I ca here, I caught sight of soone wearing armor with a strange design. Frankly speaking, that person is the reason why I ca here butlets see. It was a person that looked like they had armor that had a lot of blades, and felt like they didnt want anyone approaching them. I want to hear about that person.
Fuhe?
As for the other questionRather than defective goods like you all, where are the guys that were properly made? There should be so around though.
shram made a face that said he found the questions that Lumon threw at him to be incomprehensible.
Staring at that state of his for a while, Lumon was blatantly disappointed and dropped his shoulders.
Is that so. Enough then.
Swinging his black blade down, he split shram into two.
No longer paying attention to that which made a dirty sound as it tumbled down, Lumon breathed a sighthen jumped from that spot with all of his strength.
In the next instant, a thick heat ray pierced the spot that Lumon was at until just now.
Nothing remained after those heat rays. Neither shrams corpse, nor the gaudy throne, nothing.
Hou, to think you would avoid that just now. How surprising.
Well, of course I would avoid it. If I didnt, I would have died, now wouldnt I.
After replying like that, Lumon turned his gaze to the one that fired that heat ray.
What was there was sothing wearing a red robe floating in midair.
It wore a white mask so he couldnt even peek at its facial expression, but darkness pooled within that robe, and he was unable to distinguish if it was a man or woman. Within the hand of the Mazoku that seed as if darkness was wearing a robe, there was a tal staff that had a gigantic magic jewel fitted into it.
So, I want to make the sa questions from earlier to you as wellNo, I just want to ask the second question to you. Just how many of the ones similar to you are left? Could you tell of all of their locations?
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Do you have the need to know?
After Lumon went silent for a bit, he threw the black blade with a speed that was less than even an instant.
It was repelled by an Attack Guard that was deployed right before the red robed Mazoku, however, it returned to Lumons hand without falling to the ground.
Please just answer . If you do, it will end with you only being turned into pieces, you know?
Oya oya, how scary. However, that is what would be called impossible, you know?
After answering like that, the red robed Mazoku turned its staff towards Lumon.
Answer my callO power, congregate. Shake, tremble, and fill this space. For all things, by separating from the origin, aning is lost in the existence of everything. Therefore, I shall make that transiency be rembered in this world once again. I shall reproduce the wrath of the origin, here.
Realizing the identity of the aria that the red robed Mazoku was chanting, Lumon hurriedly started to construct his Transfer Magic.
He didnt have the leeway to set detailed coordinates. Making a rough setting for the first random place that he could think of, Lumon constructed his Transfer Magic with great haste.
And then, the mont that the Transfer Magic formation deployed at Lumons feet, the red robed Mazokus magic was completed.
All things, break to piecesDinsion Bomb.
A storm of destruction swept over.
On this day, shrams underground palace completely crumbled down.
However, from the perspective on soone who didnt know the circumstances, that was rely nothing more than an old dungeon collapsing.
For that reason, reports that discussed the danger of abandoned dungeons would later stop at only being raised in the Western Army headquarters.
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