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 57

𝐏𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐁𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟓𝟕: 𝐏𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐁𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞

“For now, it should be fine to use Leif as the Demon Lord’s guide.

For now, besides the Automata, he’s the only piece that can move properly outside the dungeon.

He doesn’t need combat power for guiding, so Leif should be sufficient.

So, I rebooted the Automata and gave instructions to Leif.


“Y, Yes!”

“The Demon Lord will come to my dungeon with her executives soon.

I will give you a map, guide them to the royal capital.”


Well, it’s surprising.

But, I’ll have him do it.

“That’s an order.”

“. . .Yes. I understand.”

“And, never be disrespectful. If you do something like that in front of the Demon Lord. . .”

Saying that, I brought the Automata close to Leif.

Then, I gently placed my hand between Leif’s thighs and put a little pressure.


“I won’t just crush you.”

“Y, Yes!”

While tearful and pale, Leif gave me a good response.

That’s good.

Also, if he were to be disrespectful, he would be killed on the spot by the Demon Lord or an executive, not me, so he needs to be careful.

But, well, if it’s just a whip, he might not work well, so I should prepare a carrot, too.

“In return, if you do well, I’ll give you a reward.”


“So, do your best.”

With that final word, I transported Leif to the first layer.

I moved the wall of the communication room with the Demon Lord in front of me, told the Mamori-chan doll to “enter”, and put him inside.

Until he leaves the dungeon, he will follow the instructions of the Mamori-chan doll.

Once outside the dungeon, it’s Leif’s job.

I wish him luck.

And, the Automata that separated from Leif is going solo.

She will walk around the royal capital to gain any information about the enemy, even just geography.

If she’s lucky, she might get a glimpse of the Hero or one of the Twelve Apostles.

If she encounters someone who can see through her identity, it’s game over.

That’s the plan.

For now, I visited the church of the Goddess religion, which seems to be the battleground.


It’s big.

Not as big as a castle in sight, but a very big building.

The exterior is pure white, it really feels like a holy place.

According to Leif, the Goddess religion is a huge organization with branches all over the world, so they must have considerable power in this country.

At least, they have the power to build such a big church.

As I was walking around the church, I saw a group secretly coming out of the back gate.

There were four people.

All of them were dressed like ordinary residents.

But, since they secretly came out of the church, they can’t be ordinary people.

I might have hit the jackpot.

With that thought, when I confirmed the faces of the four people from behind cover, ━━I was shocked.

First of all, all of them had black hair and black eyes.

That in itself isn’t so rare.

In this world, humans have colorful hair and eye colors, but it’s not like there are no black-haired, black-eyed people.

But, I recognized their faces.

Before I came to this world.

And the faces I saw before I became a hikikomori.

Three of the four are not very memorable, but I clearly remember the last one’s face.

I stealthily approached the Automata within 10 meters of them, within the range that the pseudo-dungeon area could capture, and appraised their status.


𝐎𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐫: 𝐋𝐯 𝟐𝟎

𝐍𝐚𝐦𝐞: 𝐒𝐨𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐨 𝐀𝐤𝐚𝐧𝐞

𝐇𝐏: 𝟏𝟎𝟎/𝟏𝟎𝟎

𝐌𝐏: 𝟖𝟎𝟎/𝟖𝟎𝟎

𝐀𝐭𝐭𝐚𝐜𝐤: 𝟒𝟐

𝐃𝐞𝐟𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐞: 𝟑𝟏

𝐌𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐥 𝐏𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫: 𝟕𝟏𝟏

𝐌𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐜 𝐑𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞: 𝟐𝟎𝟏

𝐒𝐩𝐞𝐞𝐝: 𝟐𝟗

𝐔𝐧𝐢𝐪𝐮𝐞 𝐒𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥

[𝐒𝐩𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐚𝐥 𝐌𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐜]


[𝐌𝐏 𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐨 𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲: 𝐋𝐯 𝟑𝟎][𝐅𝐢𝐫𝐞 𝐌𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐜: 𝐋𝐯 𝟏𝟓]




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

Sorano Akane.

Sora no Akane.

Akane Sorano.

That was the name of my homeroom teacher before I became a shut-in.

I don’t know the real story, but at least on the surface, I think she was a good person.

She tried to stop the bullying against me, and she often visited me at home after I became a hikikomori.

Regarding the latter, I was quite angry.

Why is such a teacher in this world?

The moment I thought about it, a speculation popped into my mind.

The title [Mis-Transported] displayed in my status.

Until now, I thought the meaning of this title was that the goddess or something failed to summon me.

But what if it wasn’t?

Instead of trying to summon me, she tried to summon the whole class, and as a result, I was the only one who wasn’t in school and my coordinates shifted to the dungeon core.

Thinking this way, it seems to make some sense.

So, does that mean the heroes I’ve been worried about are my classmates?

Are they, who bullied me, hurt me, made me a hikikomori, now in this world as enemies?

“. . .Ha.”

In my living space, I laughed scornfully.

Oh, is that so? That’s how it was.

The heroes were them.

They weren’t satisfied with just making me a hikikomori, now they’re trying to take my sanctuary.

If I keep fighting as a member of the demon lord’s army, the chances of clashing with them are very high.

And if they find out where my main body is in such a state, they will definitely come to attack.

They will invade.

With their unique skills, like the stalker from that time, they will step into my sanctuary with their shoes on.

“I won’t let that happen.”

I’ll kill them before that happens.

If their summoning time is the same as mine, they shouldn’t be that strong yet.

So I’ll kill them.

I’ll kill them before they get stronger.

This time, I will protect myself from their violence.

“First, it’s them.”

And so, I began to exterminate the pests.

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