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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 60.2

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟔𝟎.𝟐: 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐁𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐁𝐞𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐂𝐞𝐫𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐇𝐞𝐫𝐨𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐃𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐧 𝐋𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐀𝐫𝐦𝐲

“This has become quite a situation. . .”

Warlock-san, usually calm, twists his voice in bitter frustration, confronting the Demon Lord with his true equipment still manifested.

At the same time, several knights escorted the king into the church for safety.

I want to run away too.

But whether it’s fear or something else, I can’t move my legs!

“Tear apart―—[Wild Claw]!”

“Take flight―—[Angel Wing]!”

While I was in a daze, following Warlock-san, both Garuda-san and Emma-chan activated their true equipment.

In Garuda-san’s hand appeared beast claws, indistinguishable from the real thing.

On Emma-chan’s back appeared majestic angel wings.

“Grant us victory—―[Tilfang]!”

Furthermore, Ivy-san also brought out her true equipment.

Thanks to her exclusive enhancement effect [Winner’s Blessing], the status of everyone in the area significantly increased.

The enhanced knights directed their swords at the Demon Lord.

But they don’t move.

They can’t move.

Probably, they understand the difference in power between themselves and the Demon Lord.

They understand that recklessly attacking would mean instant death.

But there was one fool who couldn’t understand that.

“Hey hey, if you’re not going to do it, then I will.”

The class delinquent, Goda, said such a foolish thing as he stepped forward.

“I don’t know whether it’s a Demon Lord or whatever, but it’s foolish for the enemy’s leader to come out like this.

I’ll take him down!”

“Daichi?! Stop!”

Ignoring Ivy-san’s warning, Goda charged towards the Demon Lord.

The delinquent group immediately followed him.

“Destroy―—[Buster Sword]!”

Goda brought out his true equipment, a great sword, and slashed at the Demon Lord.

A collaboration of his ridiculously high stats due to his unique skill [King of Destruction], and his true equipment.

If one were to take Goda’s attack head-on right now, even Instructor Carpaccio could potentially die in one hit.

But the Demon Lord. . .

Effortlessly stopped it with one hand.

“What?!”

“Ha ha ha! That tickles!”

Then, a counter punch struck Goda.

It looked like a really light blow.

There was no force behind it.

No power either.

It was a light punch, incomparable to those Instructor Carpaccio demonstrated, so light that it felt like a girl’s punch.

Paired with the fact that it was delivered by a girl, it gave an illusion that it wouldn’t hurt at all when hit.

And yet, that punch effortlessly shattered Goda’s true equipment and punched a hole in Goda’s belly.

“Ah. . .Aaaaaaaaaaaaaa?!”

Goda let out a scream, as if his soul was being scraped out.

Hearing his shriek, the delinquent group who were about to enthusiastically charge came to a halt.

They had been riding high on adrenaline.

They might have thought there was no way they could lose.

So they were stunned, unable to believe the sight before their eyes.

“Ah, so weak. It feels even weaker than the stats suggest. My prediction was correct.”

The Demon Lord, saying that, aimed to deliver the final blow to Goda, who was writhing on the ground clutching his stomach, by kicking him.

“[Angel’s Auxiliary Wing] Activation!”

“Aaaaaah! 《Slash Claw》!”

Garuda-san, in an attempt to stop the Demon Lord, charged at him at an incredible speed.

On his back were angel-like wings, the same as Emma-chan’s.

They don’t suit him!

But they are strong!

Fast!

Then, following Garuda-san, Warlock-san also charged.

He, too, had wings.

It doesn’t suit him!

But, he is strong!

Fast!

“We’ll restrain the Demon Lord! Heroes, escape quickly!”

“Do you think we’ll let you? Draglight! Kill the heroes while we play!”

“Understood!”

I had a bit of hope, thinking that Warlock-san and the others could fight the Demon Lord.

The voice of the Demon Lord crushed that.

The one who received that command was that huge dragon.

From above, the dragon, familiar with breath attacks, began to take a firing stance.

Black light was gathering in the dragon’s mouth.

Is this?!

The black laser beam from before?!

“No way! We won’t allow any more rampages in our country! 《Flame Sword》!”

The dragon’s breath was fired, and Ivy-san confronted it by launching the flames she had wrapped around her sword.

The other knights also supported her with magic.

But, the dragon was too strong.

Too strong!

“Everyone! Let’s assist too! Shine—―[Excalibur]!”

“Y-Yeah! Strike down—―[Caladbolg]!”

“I get it! Spell—―[Grimoire]!”

Shindou and the others brought out their true equipment, and assisted Ivy-san and the others with their own ranged attacks.

The other classmates who had regained their senses also offered their support.

I, too, provided support using magic, even though it was very weak.

Really weak though!

“Uwooooooooo!”

“What?!”

With the combined magic of everyone’s powers, we managed to neutralize the dragon’s breath.

Not only that, we managed to pierce through the breath and even succeeded in blowing away the dragon’s huge body.

We did it!

We managed to counterattack against that monster!

Hope is rising!

We can win!

Just when I had that hope. . .

“Counterattack! Immediately defeat that dragon and assist the twelve apostles. . .Guh?!”

[Captain?!]

Suddenly, a fist wreathed in blue flames appeared in front of us and punched Ivy-san in the face as she was giving instructions to the knights.

Even Ivy-san couldn’t defend against the attack, which had no presence until the very last moment, and was blown away into the wall of the church.

When I saw the person who did it, my mind went blank.

After all, it was a face I knew well.

“Instructor Carpaccio. . .?”

Instructor Carpaccio, who had stopped with his fist still in the pose of punching Ivy-san, was not his usual sweaty self, but was eerily quiet.

To me, it looked like something pretending to be Instructor Carpaccio.

As I was thrown into confusion by the shocking turn of events, the situation continued to develop.

This time, a beam of ice, coming from who knows where, was aimed at Maki.

“Eh? Kyaaaaaaa?!”

“Ayaka?!”

Ken shielded her from the attack in the nick of time, and both of them were injured.

And if you look at where the beam came from, there was a familiar face.

“Randolph-san. . .?”

Maki, who was good friends with Grandpa Randolph, exclaimed in surprise while holding her wound.

I don’t understand what’s happening.

It’s too much, my brain can’t keep up.

But it’s not over yet.

This nightmare mercilessly crushed us, who had been soaking in the dream of dominating another world.

“Gyaaaaaaaaa?!”

This time, I heard Goda, who was supposed to be down, screaming.

Looking at him, a masked woman was repeatedly stabbing her sword into Goda, who was falling.

Over and over.

Until Goda became like minced meat and stopped moving.

“Eh. . .is he. . .dead?”

Someone in my class muttered quietly.

He’s dead.

Goda is dead.

A classmate is dead.

The moment I understood that, I broke out in a cold sweat. I was struck by a terrifying chill and fear.

Indeed, Goda was an unsavory guy.

A delinquent, selfish, and made fun of me because I couldn’t use true equipment.

But, he was still a classmate in the same circumstances.

That means, if Goda could die like this, I might be next.

My mind, which had been unable to keep up with the rapid developments, comprehended one clear fact.

This is a world at war, and naturally, people die when they fight.

Even heroes die.

What a joke to think we were invincible in a different world.

We were naive.

Too naive.

Like milk tea into which all the sugar has been dumped, our thinking was so sweet it gave us heartburn and made us vomit.

“《Holy fighting spirit》!”

Then, as numerous people threw up at the sight of Goda’s minced body, I was unable to do anything due to my own retching and hyperventilation.

Shindou, who had the unique skill [Hero], activated his exclusive skill and was the first to strike at the woman.

But Shindou’s sword stopped mid-swing.

It wasn’t that the woman had blocked him.

Shindou had stopped himself.

Because the moment Shindou moved, the woman removed her mask.

Seeing that face, there was no way Shindou could fight.

Because it was the face of the woman he loved.

“Eh?”

Bad things pile up.

Unfathomable developments also pile up.

Reality does not wait for our brains to catch up.

I thought this, as if trying to escape reality.

“Honj. . .?”

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

Shindou called her name.

The idol of the school.

Even though she has been absent for a while, nobody could forget that face, the unparalleled beauty.

Even though she had just killed a former classmate, she didn’t seem shaken at all.

Honjo-san was staring at us with an expressionless face like a doll.

And then, towards Shindou, who was staring with wide eyes and shock, Honjo-san swung her sword.


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3 responses to “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 60.2”

  1. Sheeeeeshhhh(⁠≧⁠▽⁠≦⁠)(⁠≧⁠▽⁠≦⁠)

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