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◈ Mistaken as the Dungeon Boss Monster ◈

Chapter 25: A Secret Romantic

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Too close. It was already close, but now it was even closer.

Before I knew it, Rose Sha had cupped my face in both hands.

"I'm completely smitten. How did you do it? Hm? Won't you tell me?"

"...."

"I'm not usually this easy, you know. You're the first. If you knew how much I've suffered because of this, you'd understand. You really did save my life."

With her entire body pressed against mine, Rose Sha slowly pushed me back.

I gave way without resisting until my back hit the wall.

"Do you like it when things are forceful like this? Or the opposite?"

Rose Sha was clearly looking up at me, yet I was the one shrinking back.

I couldn't have been more grateful to be undead.

Even if I gave in to her seduction now, nothing physical could happen.

Before I got swept up in her pace, I carefully pushed her away.

"Calm down first."

"Calm down? Why should I? You're the one who got me all worked up."

"I didn't come here for that."

"You said you needed my help. Isn't marriage the surest way? Even if not, we could roll around in bed and solve everything."

Flirting whenever she saw an opening was very Rose Sha.

If I let her keep talking, she'd take control of the conversation, so I cut her off before hearing any more.

"What I want is a temporary alliance."

"...Temporary? Not a firm alliance?"

"We haven't known each other for long. It would be too hasty a decision. What do you think the other bosses will think if they hear about our alliance at the upcoming 72 Dungeons Assembly?"

I had no idea what sort of balance of power had formed among the 72 Dungeons.

Still, imagine a newly emerged Seven Palaces of the Abyss suddenly declaring an absolute alliance with the Rank 6 dungeon.

It would upset the balance of power without warning, and everyone would obviously glare at us like we were muddying the waters.

Especially if the bosses of the Seven Palaces of the Abyss began keeping an eye on me, I wouldn't stand a chance.

I had to watch their reactions like my life depended on it, but I still needed help.

That was why I'd come up with the drastic measure of calling it a temporary alliance.

"I'm fine with that. I don't really care what other people think."

"No. It puts me in an awkward position."

"Fine, then. If it makes you uncomfortable, we'll do it that way for now. For now."

The way she emphasized it made it clear just how much she liked me.

I'd already noticed from her deep pink Affection level.

Still, sorry, but I'm an impotent undead.

After that, I explained this dungeon's current situation to Rose Sha.

The story involving Balm Monk. The Awakening of Wilhelm's Holy Sword.

Rose Sha listened silently, then gave a sly smile.

"On top of that, you're a Single-Entity Dungeon. That means you're bound to be full of openings. And since you're new, I guess I'll have to help you for a while."

"Please do."

"Hmm, it's no trouble for me... but I have a condition."

Rose Sha gestured toward the bed with her chin, then began touching me all over again.

"Let's roll around together until we're nice and sticky."

"...."

"Hehe. I'm joking. Though I meant it a little. You're a very difficult man, aren't you? I like that type too."

"So, what's your answer?"

"A temporary alliance? Fine. Of course I'll provide support too. I need to repay what I owe you. Hmm, that seems too cheap for the price of my life. Is there anything else you want?"

"There is one thing. The Necronomicon."

I'd planned to carefully feel her out about the Necronomicon, but judging by the mood, there was no need to be cautious.

"The Necronomicon? Necromancy? You're not even a Lich. Why do you want that?"

"My adjutant is a Witch. With that, our forces will be greatly reinforced."

"A woman?"

Only after Rose Sha's expression turned chilling did I realize I'd misspoken.

...What could I say to put out this fire?

"Listen. Just because you're close to your adjutant, don't roll around with her too. If you do, that Witch dies by my hand. Understand?"

"I had no intention of doing that."

Somehow, I hid my trembling nerves and answered as if it were nothing.

Rose Sha smiled brightly, seemingly pleased by my answer, and hummed to herself.

Then, with a seductive expression, she continued running sensual hands over my body.

"The Necronomicon, huh? I've already mastered all of it, so I don't need it. Fine. I don't want to give it to that adjutant, but I'll gift it to you."

"I'm in your debt."

"Is there anything else?"

I'd thought that would be enough, but Rose Sha asked as if it were only natural.

She really was a Succubus who gave without holding back. It was wonderful for the recipient, but nothing else came to mind at the moment.

"This alone isn't enough for me to save face. I'm as clear about debts and favors as you are. Go on, tell me. Hmm?"

"Not yet."

"Hmm, I see. If you really can't think of anything, how about my first time? I may not look it, but I'm a virgin."

I already knew that, but hearing her say it herself was deeply awkward.

Honestly, it gave me a headache. Flatly rejecting her here would hurt her pride.

If I wanted to maintain our relationship, I had to turn her down subtly, in a way that showed respect.

I wasn't confident in my social skills, but my race had the answer.

"I'm undead."

Even if you want to do something with me, it's physically impossible.

Rose Sha covered her mouth and chuckled.

At a glance, she looked like a refined lady laughing. Only at a glance.

"There's always a way. What do you think? If you want, would you entrust your body to me? We'll desire each other in bed until the sun rises."

"...The sun doesn't rise here."

"Yes. Forever. I'll be here with you forever too."

This woman's flirting was no joke.

I felt like my mind would go hazy if I stayed any longer.

Stopping Rose Sha's roaming hand, I spoke firmly.

"When will support be available?"

"Hmm, if I prepare today, then in two days? I won't send disposable troops. I'll only send the proper ones."

That was the answer I'd been waiting for.

The elite forces of the Seven Palaces of the Abyss should be more than capable of stopping a Hero Extermination Party.

Rose Sha pressed a finger to her lips and let out a thoughtful hum.

"Maybe you saw him on your way here. Carleon is the second strongest in this castle after me. Just so you know, he's not my guard knight. If it were you, maybe, but not him. Since we're talking about it, will you be my guard knight?"

"I'll decline."

"Hehe. As expected, you're cool. A man who's too easy is no fun. Anyway, I'll provide the entire Ninth Legion, including Legion Commander Carleon. Is that enough?"

Carleon was that Dullahan.

If he came to my dungeon, he'd obviously pester me endlessly to spar.

Leaving aside that troublesome possibility, his skill was undeniable. There was a reason he was this dungeon's mid-boss.

More importantly, with Wilhelm possibly coming after Awakening the Holy Sword, this wasn't the time to be picky.

"Could you give him one instruction?"

"What would that be?"

"Tell him not to bother me."

"Ah. I get what you mean. Fine. I'll make sure to tell him. Oh, come to think of it, I don't even know your name."

"...Vargoer."

"Vargoer. Even your name is cool."

I felt like she'd say I was cool no matter what I did.

The deep pink Affection level was proof enough.

"That concludes my business here."

If I stayed any longer, it wouldn't be strange for her to devour me for real.

Then Rose Sha suddenly grabbed my wrist tightly. Her face was full of disappointment.

"You're leaving already? Why? Stay a little longer."

"If there's another chance, we'll meet again."

"Tch... Fine. I'll have the adjutant prepare that book and see you off."

With that, Rose Sha withdrew the hand that had been touching me. Being around her made me feel as though even the vitality I never had was being drained away.

I grasped the doorknob and was about to leave, pretending nothing was wrong.

"Hey."

I only turned my head at her call.

Rose Sha gave me a foxlike smile and gently waved her hand.

"It's okay if I come see you later, right?"

"...Let me know beforehand."

"Okay. Be careful on your way back."

Please don't come.

In a different way, being with you is harder than being with Kalandas.

* * *

"Haah, what a shame. I really wanted to push him down."

Alone in the bedroom after Vargoer left, Rose Sha smacked her lips and stared endlessly at the door he'd gone through.

"Should I have just pounced on him?"

Now that her seal had been removed, she wondered if she could force herself on him.

Still, she knew he was a Single-Entity Dungeon, so it remained only a thought.

Now that he was gone, she regretted not even trying.

At first, her feelings toward him had been nothing more than a small interest.

As a newly emerged Seven Palaces of the Abyss, he naturally piqued her interest a little. If she seduced him into joining her faction, strengthening her power would be easy as well.

Yet as they talked, she gradually fell deeper for him. When he removed her Sealing Stone, she fell for him completely.

"My husband is seriously sexy."

In her head, he was already her husband.

For fifty years, no one had been able to solve her problem. He had resolved it without even lifting a finger.

The way he then acted as though it were nothing would likely remain in her memory forever.

"...."

Rose Sha recalled the moment and stroked her chest.

The cold jewel that should have been there was gone, replaced by the pounding of her heart.

How could she not fall for him after watching that happen before her eyes?

On top of that, the way he never gave in to any of her advances stirred an even stronger desire to possess him.

Today was unfortunate, but acting too quickly would have been a mistake.

There was plenty of time, so there was no need to rush.

Both the Succubus Queen and the Death Knight were beings who lived forever.

"Haah, I can't hold back anymore."

Rose Sha writhed with a flushed face, then steadied her ragged breathing.

After calming herself, she gathered magical power in both hands and moved them through the air as though sculpting something.

She vividly pictured his form in her mind while carefully working stitch by stitch with the sensation she'd memorized at her fingertips.

She had touched his body in the first place to make this.

About an hour later, a doll modeled after the Death Knight Vargoer stood before Rose Sha.

Rose Sha examined its body from every angle and smiled in satisfaction. It resembled him so perfectly that it could only be called a masterpiece.

"Lie beside me."

"Your command is my will."

"No. That's not how he talks."

The appearance was perfect, but she had to change its manner of speaking.

Rose Sha carefully adjusted the doll with Mana Thread.

"I'm undead. Don't bother me."

"...That's it."

She hadn't expected to make a doll for such a dark purpose...

But if she didn't do something like this, she would be driven mad by longing.

"Vargoer."

Rose Sha lay beside the bed and stared intently at the Vargoer doll.

Then she opened both arms wide.

"Hold me."

"Very well."

The instant the doll opened its arms, Rose Sha slipped into its embrace.

As she gazed blankly up at its face while their bodies pressed together, she felt the urge to add something between its legs.

But it was only a passing impulse.

"Not you. I'll give my first time to the real one."

"I'll decline too."

There was no way she could give this imitation the virginity she'd guarded for a thousand years.

Besides, this alone was satisfying enough for now.

"It would be nice if he held me like this too."

Rose Sha was the Succubus Queen, but she also liked romantic moods quite a lot.

Using the doll as a rehearsal made her think it would be nice if Vargoer treated her romantically too.

If he refuses intercourse, I'll have to ask him for at least this much. Thinking only of him, Rose Sha passed the endless night.

* * *

A Holy Sword had another name: a Floating Sword.

The Hero chosen by a Holy Sword could wield it in hand or command it through the air as if by magic.

During the raid on the New Seven Palaces of the Abyss, the one leading the way was not a person, but the Holy Sword.

Like a shepherd guiding lost lambs, the Holy Sword led the Holy Knight Order along the path it illuminated.

"No matter how many times I see it, the Captain's Holy Sword seems capable of anything."

"Is that even worth saying?"

"Shh."

At Wilhelm's gesture, the idle chatter stopped.

This was the New Seven Palaces of the Abyss. Meaningless chatter could lead directly to death.

With the floating Holy Sword ahead of him, Wilhelm moved forward while solemnly watching his surroundings.

The Holy Knight Order said nothing further and focused on guarding every direction and holding their positions.

As well-trained holy knights, their formation did not waver by even an inch.

They stopped.

Beginning with Wilhelm, the holy knights froze in place.

For holy knights who had hunted undead their entire lives, this presence was painfully familiar.

Wilhelm flicked his fingertips downward.

The floating Holy Sword plunged toward the ground at terrifying speed.

Thud!

"Kieeeek!"

"Pathetic tricks!"

Even at the ear-piercing scream, none of the knights so much as blinked.

The sword tips of the knights, wrapped in sunlight aura, struck the ground all at once.

Screams and death rattles rose together from the underground hollow. Hands reaching for their ankles were sliced apart like paper.

It took less than ten seconds. Before the undead could even emerge from beneath the ground, they had been scattered into lumps of flesh.

"Grrr...."

"Captain, what is that?"

That was when a staggering figure appeared in the distance.

It shambled closer. As it drew nearer, its appearance was revealed.

Wilhelm's abnormally dilated pupils fixed on it.

"...Balm Monk?"

"Grrr...."

He would have preferred not to recognize it, but Wilhelm identified the undead at once.

A comrade who had saved his life, and his irreplaceable best friend.

The Hero of Faith, Balm Monk.

"Wil... helm...?"

"Yes, it's me, my friend."

"Wil... helm...."

Undead Balm Monk walked toward Wilhelm.

With an emotional expression, Wilhelm opened his arms to welcome their reunion.

Slash!

The Holy Sword suddenly shot forward and pierced Balm Monk's chest.

The undead's blade-like nails, hidden behind his back, drooped limply before they could touch anything.

"Grrgh, Wilhelm...."

Without a change in expression, Wilhelm approached the fallen Balm Monk.

His unfocused, pale pupils glared murderously at Wilhelm, while both hands slashed uselessly through empty air as if they had nowhere else to go.

Wilhelm endured every moment of it.

Looking directly into his old friend's eyes, he silently gripped the Holy Sword.

Thud!

The Holy Sword pierced through Balm Monk's head, yet its light did not fade even when stained by pus-like blood.

Instead, it shared its light as if giving life back to the corpse.

"W... Wil... helm...."

"Rest peacefully there, my friend forever."

The rotting body regained vitality through the sun's holy power.

Once it had become a human corpse, Wilhelm slowly knelt on one knee.

He braced himself by holding the pommel with his left hand, then used the other to close Balm Monk's eyes.

The Holy Knight Order lowered their heads in silent mourning before him, honoring Balm Monk's noble spirit.

After praying without a word, Wilhelm rose to his feet.

"Recover Balm Monk's body. Preserve it in as intact a state as possible."

Wilhelm took a deep breath, then declared, "When you find the necromancer, don't kill them. Bring them to me. I'll kill that bastard with my own hands."

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