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by First Half- Book of Evil (epub)


  Although the hero party wasn’t completely uninjured, they progressed smoothly through the dungeon without any major injuries, and it took them roughly 2~3 hours to conquer each floor. Right now they’ve reached as far as the 7th floor, but since it’s already basically night time, it seemed that they were tired as you’d expect because I could see that the energy in their movements had dulled. In particular, the female members who were the rear guard with low stamina were tottering enough that it seemed like they would collapse.

  No, if you look carefully, only the hero seemed to still be fine. I can’t tell if it’s the enchantment on the Holy Sword, or if it’s just how he is though.

  『How ’bout we rest a little, Arc?』

  Noticing that the girls were tired, in one of the wider rooms, Zio suggested this to Arc.

  『Hmm, yeah. It’s been already been half a day since we entered this dungeon. I had no idea that it’d be this deep, so I didn’t prepare camping gear, but let’s take turns sleeping and guarding.』

  At Arc’s words, Frey and Widdi sat down, deeply relieved.

  『I-, I’m saved.』

  『…Hah… Hii…』

  When it came to Widdi, it seems that she couldn’t even speak.

  Even if they get through a floor every two hours, it means that they’ll take more than two dayss to get to the 27th floor where I am. Without having expected and prepared camping equipment beforehand, conquering this dungeon will probably be tough. Considering that, it doesn’t look like they’ll be conquering the dungeon on this run. I was a little relieved.

  Also, this is completely off topic, but I decided to place a toilet in the room of each floor. They were the first people to explore the dungeon for very long, so I hadn’t noticed this problem.

  Thanks to that, I caught sight of the horrible scene of the blonde ikemen hero doing his business… I’ll say it just in case, but I didn’t peep through the gaps in my fingers or anything like that.

  It was even graver when it came to the women; seeing the bishoujo nun tell the party with a bright red face, close to tears, that she had to use the bathroom really made me sympathise with her, so I made the decision to create the toilets. Their chatter during their break pissed me off, but even so, the feelings of sympathy as another woman won out.

  A dungeon this kind doesn’t exist anywhere else, you know?

  For now, they probably won’t be moving until morning, so I decided to sleep as well.

  Jashin Average – 14

  Chapter 14 – Natural Enemy

  An ishibitsu is a Japanese funerary urn made of stone. They’ve been around for at least a millenium.

  Picture of an ishibitsu with its lid: http://www.fufufufu.com/fufufufu_image/p_image/3/20338_3.jpg

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  When the day broke, I put on the robe that I had draped around my body, and headed to the bathroom. For now, since the forced equipping doesn’t happen as long as I’m touching it, when I go to bed, I drape the robe around me in place of a blanket.

  After washing my face and getting rid of my drowsiness, I headed to the dining area that was part of the kitchen, and found that Tena was already in there preparing breakfast.

  “Morning.”

  “Ah-, good morning, Anri-sama.”

  When I called out to her, she replied back energetically.

  When I sat at the dining table, my breakfast was carried over to me in an instant. Toasted bread and fried egg with salad and soup; a healthy breakfast. If I had to be greedy, then I’d have liked a Japanese-style breakfast, but since there’s no rice nor miso, even demanding it wouldn’t help.

  Tena set down the same meal on the other side of the table, and then sat down as well. Because she kept firmly refusing, it took quite a bit of effort to get her to eat with me, but now its basically how we spend every breakfast. I’m not a noble, so it’s tough on me to have somebody stand behind me while I eat breakfast by myself.

  “Itadakimasu.”

  “Itadakimasu.”

  Nomnom, yummy. It’s a simple meal, but Tena’s cooking is generally delicious. I’ve decided not to ask Tena yet what her life in the village was like, but judging from her personality, she probably earnestly helped her parents.

  “Speaking of which,”

  “Yes? What is it?”

  “Does ‘Sacred Goddess Sophia’ ring any bells?”

  “Sacred Goddess-sama? Well, of course, but…”

  When I gave that question a try while eating, I found out that apparently, the deity worshipped in the standard religion for this world, the Sacred Light Faith, was the Sacred Goddess in question. She was apparently the deity that created this world, fights against the Evil God as the Goddess of Light, and guides the people through divine protection and divine revelations. Those who receive particularly strong divine protection become heroes, and becomes those that defeat the Demon King, the being born from the Evil God to bring calamity to humanity.

  “U-, Um… of course I swear loyalty, to you, Anri-sama! Sacred Goddess-sa-, I mean, the Sacred Goddess means nothing to me!”

  “I don’t really mind if you just keep calling her Sacred Goddess-sama.”

  Perhaps because she misunderstood my silence while I was thinking, but Tena followed up on her words in a fluster. Although it was the cost of saving her life, I did give something like the divine protection of an evil god to Tena, so I had decided that I needed to tell her that the power came from an evil god, and did so. I left out the part about coming from another world, though.

  Only, unfortunately I’m just a human who was given too much power by an evil god, so it’s not like I’m particularly opposed to Sacred Goddess-sama or anything, and as long as it doesn’t harm me, I’d rather her try her best to beat the crap out of that evil god, really.

  “Do you know anything about the Hero?”

  “Hero-sa-… I mean, the Hero? I’ve heard that the Hero is a special person who’s received divine protection, and fights with the Demon King to defeat him. Also, if I remember correctly, when Obaachan’s Okaasan was a child, there was a great celebration across the nation because the Hero had defeated the Demon King.”

  Eh? The Demon King has already been subjugated?

  I don’t know about the average lifespan in this world, but I think that Tena’s great-grandmother being a child was fifty years ago at the very least. Going by his age, the Hero that’s invading this dungeon should be a different person. In that case, why was he given divine protection? Could it be that there’s another Demon King?

  “Are there lots of Demon Kings?”

  “No, at the very least, I have only heard of one. Only, the priest that came to the village to teach us said that even if the Demon King is defeated, he eventually revives.”

  I see, the Demon King defeated 50 years ago has revived, and to defeat that, the [current] Hero Arc was chosen to face him?

  “Do you know where the Demon King is?”

  “I don’t. People say that in the Demon Race Territory, there’s a Demon King Castle, and he’s in there.”

  “Demon Race Territory?”

  “Ah-, yes. The western part of this continent is controlled by the demon race. The eastern side are divided into a number of human countries, but they say that all of the Demon Race Territory is controlled by the Demon King.”

  After that, once I asked in more detail, I found that Riemel apparently belonged to the Kingdom of Fortera, and was right in the middle of the continent. Being in the middle of the continent has a nice ring to it, but if the east and west are divided up between the human race and demon race, then being in the middle makes it the front lines. I wonder if on the way to the Demon King, the Hero party heard about this dungeon and dropped by here.

  Or more like, I wish they would avoid detours like this and just go fight the Demon King already. Hurry up and go.

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  After finishing breakfast, I asked for just some red tea from Tena who had begu
n washing the dishes, and holding my tea cup, I headed to the office.

  When I checked the screen, I found that the Hero Party had already packed up their simple camp, and begun exploring again. The floor they’re on right now is the 7th floor, so if they progress smoothly, I expect that they’ll make it to the 10th floor room that the No Life King is protecting in the evening.

  Honestly, as a fighting amateur, I have no idea who’s stronger, but if my boss loses, I’ll have a lot I’ll need to think about.

  Since they thought that this dungeon would have less floors, they came in here unprepared and I don’t think they’ll make it to where I am, but next time they’ll probably come to conquer this place, completely prepared. It won’t matter if they can’t win against the No Life King, but if it seems that they can beat him, then the chance that they’ll reach me eventually is high.

  I’ll need to come up with various measures before they arrive here the next time. Uneffected by my nervous surveillance of them, they steadily made their way through the dungeon.

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  The Hero party who had arrived at the 10th floor following my expectations were, contrary to expectations, stuck before the 10th floor boss room. What they were tilting their heads in thought about was the puzzle pedestal that I had installed there for aesthetics’ sake.

  『“Thou who wouldst come in challenge before the throne of the undying one, arrange correctly the stars.” huh? Just what the heck could it mean?』

  『There are many undead in this dungeon, so I believe that the “Undying One” refers to the boss of this dungeon.』

  Widdi replied to the puzzled looking Zio.

  Right right, having you think that makes me really happy. And having you go home satisfied after defeating the No Life King would make me even happier.

  『I see. Then in other words, if we want to fight the dungeon master, then we have to “arrange correctly the skies”, huh? I wonder what “arrange correctly the skies” means.』

  『They probably mean the celestial bodies, huh? I think that’s what these marks on the pedestal represent.』

  Ah-, speaking of which, I had the symbols for the sun, moon, and stars, but I didn’t think about whether or not that would translate properly in this world.

  Well, they did guess that it referred to the celestial bodies, so maybe there’s no problem.

  『How are we supposed to arrange these marks? …They don’t bloody move.』

  『Seems that putting mana into it doesn’t work either, huh.』

  Eh? No, no, I know that you guys only have one of them, but you’ve still got one of the stone slabs, you know.

  Could it be that they forgot? Or could it be that they didn’t see the marks on the slates properly?

  『Arc-sama, has the guidance of the Holy Sword not given any clues?』

  『Sorry, nothing really…』

  『N-, No! I apologise for asking too much!』

  So even that cheat-sword that even saw through traps can’t deal with this stupid puzzle, huh? I’m feeling this odd mix of relief and pity…

  『Even the Holy Sword from Sacred Goddess-sama can’t do a thing? Seriously? It’s a pretty hard question, hey? As someone whose specialty is using my body, this kind of thing is a bit much for me.』

  『Don’t say things like that, and think together with everyone!』

  Huh…? Things seriously don’t look good. I put that thing there as a bonus question for aesthetics’ sake, but once they butted heads with it, they got seriously stuck. Collecting the slates from around the 10th floor is annoying, but I thought solving the riddle itself would’ve only taken 2 seconds, but…

  Hey, don’t try and slash the pedestal!

  It’s not an ishibitsu either, so stop trying to look for a lid to take off!

  Cut it out, meatheads!

  『It’s not good. I haven’t the tiniest idea how to get the dungeon master to come out. I thought this place would be a shallow dungeon, so we didn’t prepare enough. It’s frustrating, but let’s withdraw for now.』

  『T-, To withdraw right before the dungeon master…-!』

  Eh-? There’s no way you’ll come all the way here only to go home without fighting the boss, right?

  It’ll trouble me too in various ways if I don’t find out if you guys or the No Life King are stronger.

  Hey-, wait! Don’t seriously go home!

  At least put back the slabs you took, you thieves!

  Jashin Average – 15

  Chapter 15 – Last Boss Battle

  Another few days have passed since the shiver-inducing hero party invasion.

  Their actions which betrayed my expectations in an odd way, and the anti-climax coupled with the tension gave me an intense sense of wasted energy. To damage the dungeon master without even fighting… The Hero is fearsome.

  Those muscleheads can just stay as hero(lol)es.

  But there’s one thing that I realised.

  In my old world, solving puzzles in dungeons was a matter of course, but in this world, that isn’t the case. I unexpectedly drove off the hero party, but thinking about it, the dungeon’s level of difficulty rising means that the level of my safety rises, so it’s something I should welcome.

  And so, I’ve decided to try remodelling the 11th to 20th floors by adding puzzles and gimmicks.

  While recalling the tricks in an RPG I played long ago and using it as reference, I gave adding in various things a try. Quizzes, moving floors, rotating floors, rail carts, switches that you need to press in order, places where you need to fall into the hole on purpose or you won’t progress, invisible floors, 2 containers that you have to balance the water levels for, corridors that will infinitely send you back to the start unless you follow a certain path…

  Mn, I might have gone a bit over the top. Well, it is something I’m betting my life on, so there’s probably no need to hold back. At the very least, that Hero Party probably won’t reach the bottom floor for their entire lives.

  Ah-, of course I’ve replaced the stolen stone slabs too.

  Just as I finished remodelling, feeling satisfied, the sound of the alarm resounded in my ears.

  Another person has gotten to the 4th floor… Wai-, it couldn’t be that the Hero Party is already back, could it?

  Thinking that, I looked at the screen, when I found that a beautiful girl with long silver hair flowing behind her was reflected on the screen. The girl who wore a red outfit that gave the impression of being a mix of a dress and a set of armour wasn’t using a sword, and instead ripping apart black iron golems with her bare hands.

  Name: Leonora Romariel

  Race: Demon Race

  Sex: Female

  Age: 16

  Job: Magic Boxer

  Level: 24

  Title: Demon King Successor

  “Demon King…?”

  First the Hero, now the Demon King!? Is this dungeon cursed or something? Wai-, looking carefully, it wasn’t “Demon King” but “Demon King Successor”. Since it’s a successor, could she be his daughter or something?

  It’s my first time seeing somebody from the demon race, but ignoring the fact that she’s an incredible bishoujo, there’s no difference with humans appearance-wise. But that power is on a different level. So far there have been other intruders of her level, but however you look at it, she seems even stronger than the Hero Party from the other day.

  It seems that for a level, each race has their own strength, and it seems that even on the same level, their strength can differ based on their race. To begin with, a person who can make it to the 4th floor by themselves is totally estranged from the human level 20s.

  Terrifyingly, she’s erasing the wraiths with her bare hands even though physical attacks shouldn’t work on them… Wai-, that’s impossible.

  Ah, could it be that she’s attacking with mana clad around her hands? In that case, I can assent to her being able to touch a spirit. Either way, it’s not t
he act of a human though.

  『Hmph, is this it?』

  Miss Leonora muttered to herself as she dusted her hands against her dress armour. Seeing that majestic and dignified attitude of hers, if it wasn’t for the fact that I saw her ‘Demon King’s Successor’ title, I might have mistaken her for a battle maiden.

  『Going from just this, it seems that this dungeon master that calls themselves the Evil God isn’t a big deal, huh. Before long I’ll reach them and beat them down, and make them regret picking a fight with our demon race.』

  Pardon?

  It seems that I’m getting some incredible hatred for something I have no idea about. Call myself the Evil God? When did I do something like that? She’s the first demon I’ve ever met, so there’s no way I have any memory of picking a fight with them.

  Unaffected by my confusion, she found the stairs that led to the 5th floor and continued down.

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  The energy she had in advancing was incredible, and she made way downwards at the incredible speed of 1 floor an hour. All the monsters she met on the way were destroyed with just one blow as well, and she didn’t slow down at all.

  I hadn’t even imagined that somebody would hit the 10th floor today.

  『Hmhmph, did you think a child’s game like this could stop me?』

  Unlike a certain Hero(lol), she cleared the 10th floor pedestal puzzle. Hmm, what’s with this? Even though she broke through my puzzle, I want to thank her.

  Let’s not mention that it made her agonise for close to an hour.

  Upon putting the 3 stone slabs into the pedestal, the wall in front of her split into 2 halves, and opened the way to the audience hall.

  『So it is finally time to meet you.』

  Miss Leonora stepped into the audience room without hesitation. At the end of the luxurious red carpet lay an elevated throne, upon which say the king of the undead.

  『Welcome, my guest. You are the first one to have reached here.』

  『I see. So you’re the No Life King mentioned on the pedestal? It seems that you have what it takes to be arrogant, huh.』

 

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