The Chronicle of the Dungeon Master of Slaughter – A Reclusive Beautiful Girl Became a Dungeon Master, So She Pursues the Path of a Hikikomori – Chapter 111

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟏𝟏𝟏: 𝐃𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐧 𝐆𝐨𝐝 𝐑𝐞𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧

Arriving at the base of a towering pillar of black light.

Where destructive energy swirled.

Around it, a vast crater formed, with the pillar at the center, a storm of black winds raged, rejecting all intrusion.

Neither the twelve apostles, nor the Demon Lord’s top brass, nor the apparent hero who arrived earlier, dared to approach recklessly.

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In time, the black light faded away.

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And there stood two figures where the light had disappeared.

One was a Demon Lord, kneeling.

Her face was weary, possibly exhausted from the battle with Shindou and the unsealing.

But at the same time, she had a refreshing look, as if she had accomplished her mission.

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The other was a young man with black hair, dressed in a luxurious black robe.

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He looked like an ordinary boy, about my age.

But I could feel his overwhelming power, even through the screen.

There’s no need for an appraisal.

I understand it instinctively.

He is different, superior.

Superior as a being.

It’s like comparing an ant to an elephant.

I couldn’t envision any possibility of winning.

This was the Demon God.

It seemed I made the right decision to show submission rather than hostility.

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“Congratulations on your revival, Demon God-sama,”

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Said the kneeling Demon Lord.

The Demon God responded with a gentle smile.

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“Yes, thank you. Thanks to you, I was able to break the seal.

Choosing you as the Demon Lord that day was not a mistake, it seems.

You really did well.”

“… I’m unworthy of such praise!”

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The Demon Lord bowed her head as if moved.

The Demon God averted his gaze from the Demon Lord and looked around.

The hero, the twelve apostles, and the monsters, the Demon God looked at them one by one.

During that time, everyone was as still as a frog stared down by a snake.

The eyes of the Demon God lingered on the Automata.

His eyes widened a bit in surprise.

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In that instant, I felt an intense chill through the screen.

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It’s not that he looked at me with a sexual gaze.

He just seemed a little interested in me.

That interest vanished the next moment as he averted his gaze.

Nevertheless, even so, I didn’t feel alive.

What was this feeling?

The Demon God was supposed to be an ally.

Supposed to be an ally.

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After looking around, the Demon God brought his gaze back to the front, resting his hand on his chin.

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“Yes, a hero, apostles, and monsters. A colorful gathering. So, let’s try a little test. 《Administration》.”

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The Demon God used some sort of skill.

At that moment, a black light emanated from the bodies of the monsters, including the Automata.

But that light disappeared in an instant.

It didn’t look like anything had changed.

What just happened?

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“Demon God-sama?”

“Oh, I anticipated it, but it seems to be no good after all. Whether it’s due to the continued sealing, disconnecting the link, or the cause of too many generations…

Either way, it seems like you monsters are no longer under my control.”

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I just heard some disturbing news.

I remember the Demon Lord once telling me that the Demon God is the progenitor of all monsters.

So, like a dungeon that spawns and controls monsters, it wouldn’t be surprising if he could control all monsters.

This is bad, I had forgotten about that possibility.

I’ve been too focused on guarding against the Demon Lord in front of me!

I can’t laugh at the muscle heads now!

Well, it seems that concern was unnecessary after all.

… That was a good thing, right?

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“Well, it doesn’t really matter. I’ve achieved my goal of creating monsters, and the rest is up to them to live freely.

Although, I don’t suppose they will have much time left to live.”

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The Demon God speaks of something more unsettling.

…What does it mean, not being able to lead a long life?

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“Um, Demon God-sama…”

“Ah, yes. Before that, I think I’ll take back the power I lent to the Demon Castle.”

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With that said, Demon God,

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“《Black Spear》.”

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Creates a pitch-black spear with magic, akin to darkness itself,

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“Thank you for your hard work. You’ve done well until now.”

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And impales the Demon Lord with that black spear.

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A massive hole appears in the Demon Lord’s body.

A clearly fatal wound upon a single glance.

Most likely, most of her organs have been blown away.

It’s a wound that probably can’t be healed, even with healing magic or automatic HP recovery.

Before such an abrupt tragedy, I was,

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“…Huh?”

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Unable to comprehend, and could only let out a foolish cry.

🔹𝘈𝘸𝘦𝘣𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴.𝘤𝘰𝘮 ― 𝘐𝘯d𝘶𝘭𝘨𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘢 𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘴𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘯𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭𝘴 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 “𝘥𝘢𝘪𝘭𝘺 𝘶𝘱𝘥𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘴” 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘦𝘹𝘤𝘭𝘶𝘴𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘢𝘤c𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘢𝘥𝘷𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦𝘥 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘴🔹

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