Dungeon of Pride, Laplace

Chapter 890- Simon Vs the Three Kings

Leading the group was a tall man with a noble and handsome look. His features were sharp and he gave off an enigmatic charm. Two horns sprouted from his head looking almost like a crown and he possessed long pitch black hair.

Standing in front of the others with his hands inside his pocket, and a wide grin on his face, he looked like a ruffian turned into a scholar.

"Ahh. Ah… sigh... you all sure ran rampant on my floor. If I came slightly late, this entire place might have collapsed"

The figures or more specifically the demon brushed his hair behind his head and said exaggeratedly. Even though his words sounded like he was angry, not even the slightest trace of anger could be seen on his face.

Far from it, there was a smile of what could clearly be seen of happiness and excitement on his face.

His words and the appearance of new figures instantly attracted the attention of everyone on the battlefield. The three clans, the direct subordinate of the kings and even the monsters all stopped their attacks to observe the figures who had just appeared.

Well for the latter it was more like the case of standing at salute for their king.

These slight changes didn't miss the eyes of the three kings who all looked warily at the new entrants.

"You… are the master of this dungeon?" the one to speak was Gil-Garna. Although he asked it as a question, he was more or less certain of it.

After all, there was only one demon in this entire Ghastly Winding Forest who had dared to set up his dungeon here in all of these years— Demon of the East.

"Anyways, I have been observing you all for some time and I must say, you all have put some decent effort to reach this stage. It was quite entertaining to watch, thanks to you all we now know which areas and parts of the floor we must work on. For that, you have my thanks"

"That's right. I am the master of the dungeon you have been all eager to meet. In other cases, I would say welcome to my dungeon but I can see that you have all familiarised yourselves here and have treated the place like your own. So I would skip the formality"

The demon performed a perfunctory bow. His words plus his actions confused the ones observing him.

"Anyways, I have been observing you all for some time and I must say, you all have put some decent effort to reach this stage. It was quite entertaining to watch, thanks to you all we now know which areas and parts of the floor we must work on. For that, you have my thanks"

 Maybe it was because they were fatigued from the fight or maybe because all the information was too much for them to handle, but they couldn't understand what he meant.

Though one thing they did understand and that was… he was making fun of them.

"You sure possess a sharp tongue. However, now that you are here don't think that you can keep that attitude of yours forever"

Gil-Garna knit his brows together and replied in a slightly annoyed tone. Clearly, he was pissed off by that comment from the demon.

"Haha, change my attitude you say? We'll have to see about that. Anyway, I am sure we can threaten each other with words all day long. So instead why not be civil and discuss it out?"

The demon shrugged his shoulders before asking in a carefree manner. "Although I'm sure I know the answer, but let me still ask it just to put it out there. To what do I owe the honour of having three of the seven kings and their clans inside my dungeon?"...

Tch… the most quick tempered one among them, the Emerald Viperlord Shasurna clicked his tongue and pointed his harpoon at the demon.

"Why are we here you ask? Stop talking in that grandiloquent manner. Isn't it obvious? We are here to capture your dungeon".

"Hoh, I expected so. To destroy my floor like that and kill so many of my cute subordinates, you are quite the rude guests" he shook his head and sighed.

"I wonder if you all do not have any self-esteem? But well, what did I eve expect of someone who crawled his way till here"…

"That attitude of yours... " Shasurna hissed enraged by the former's tone. He was clearly mocking the fact that he possessed no legs.

Pfftt… while the three kings were being played on by the demon like that, a laugh involuntarily leaked from one of the members behind him.

It was Bea, at some unknown point in time, she approached the group and was now standing near them.

 "Master" the first thing she did after suppressing her laughter was bow her head in respect at the being who was standing in front of the group.

For Bea, one of the Valkyries to bow her head to someone, who could the demon be other than Simon?

 The figures that appeared on top of the 91st floor were none other than Simon and his party. The latter nodded his head acknowledging her presence.

 "Good job bringing those mutated monsters to this floor. You have worked hard"…

Bea quickly shook her head "Not at all master, it was my duty. However, master why did you bring the orcs here?".

Irene and the others also looked at Simon, they wanted to know his plans.

"Heh, I didn't plan to bring them at first. However, when Berigard learned of the Ogres invading the dungeon, he came to Mars with the proposal of fighting the enemy. After thinking for a while, I decided to bring them along. This would be the battle to redeem themselves. I decided not to take that opportunity from them" n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

He explained as he looked at the orc army in the distance.

Led by Berigard who reached a new evolutionary line along with several of his orc generals, the orc army was no longer the same as before. As they stared down at their enemy the three clans, they looked both menacing and fearsome.

So that was the case, everyone nodded their head. It finally made sense why he chose to bring in the orcs when there were other powerful clans in the dungeon like the Elder Newts, Harpies and such.

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