Raised in Dungeon

Don't go

Don't go

Don't go

I told him so many times, but he kept going.

The nobles always looked down on Earl Wolverlope's family at the royal party. Because Earl Wolverlope had not contributed to the kingdom in a long time, my husband could tell they were laughing at us behind our backs even if they didn't say it.

Coincidentally, Prince Eldritch was planning to do a dungeon raid at that time.

"We have to join this raid with Prince Eldritch! If we go, we'll uphold our family name again; they won't look down on us anymore," he said.

Actually, I don't care about the thoughts of other nobles. I just want to stay with him in this house until we die; the family honor can be raised by our child, who is currently inside my stomach.

I told him not to go because I was pregnant; I didn't want to suddenly become a widow and have this child born without a father. But he went anyway. Prince Eldritch was a genius child who could defeat a paladin leader when he was only 10 years old; there was no way his raid dungeon would fail. It was a very good opportunity to raise our name.

But the day he left for the dungeon, I told him

"Don't go! Are you sure everything is okay?"

The moment I said that, his confident face started to disappear.

Then, after the dungeon raid ended a month later, he died in the dungeon.

I stopped eating and drinking for a few days, just staying depressed in my room. Finally, the child in my body also died.

If I had made him stay no matter what, maybe it wouldn't have turned out this way.

After that, the house became very quiet, and my will to live diminished. Why am I still alive? What am I living for? My husband died, and I lost my child. I don't want to do anything else. But I don't want to die either. If I died, the nobles would laugh about it, making his death to protect our name even worse.

This is why I acquired more slaves. With the slave contract, I obtained more slaves to expand my life's purpose. So I can start living my life with meaning. The goal is to keep the contract.

The more slaves I had, the happier my life became. They all hate me so much, but that's okay. To keep going, all I need is a reason to live.

I had no idea what I was thinking back then. Someone brought Norttish to my house and asked me to hide her. The Nortish was still a child, and as I watched her sleep, I thought, "If my son is born, maybe he will be as big as she is," So, I foolishly said yes.

Then Leofric sent me a kid. One that caused as much trouble as that Norttish had.

I was going to reject him and send him to the kingdom for research, but when I saw his depressed face inside that cage, I once again made a foolish decision. I'm bringing him home to be my slave.

I made things worse in my house by being stupid. There were showgirls, Norttish, and kids from the dungeon. Was I so depressed that I wanted a child?

And now... The seed I planted has grown. Because my naivety added so much trouble to my house, the kingdom considered me a traitor.

But somehow, I have no regrets.

Because I know that if I hadn't let that girl or that boy live in my house, my life could be even worse than it is now because I will always regret it.

I am okay if the kingdom takes my life. I will protect my slaves, I will protect Illska, and I will protect Allen.

But why...

Why do you want to die for me? Who gave up on this life?

"Lady! I won't let you die!" Iskaria shouted as she held back the hand that I was about to thrust into my chest.

I could give absolute orders when I put this sword of light into my chest. That order is like brainwashing; it's my level 2 god blessing. I can brainwash my slaves to surrender, and the effect will last for 1 week.

"Iskaria! Let go!"

"I won't!"

Allen tied Isabelle with his scarf.

At the same time,

"Dai abare, Retractor."

Due to Isabelle's seeming resistance, the man decided to kill her outright.

The large sword on his back flew out to stab Isabelle.

But at that moment, Iskaria immediately stood in front of Isabelle. So, she was the one who got stabbed with the sword.

"ISKARIA!" Isabelle shouted.

The sword's hilt had a chain attached to the man's right hand.

"The scariest thing about a traitor is a loyal traitor," said the man.

As the man was about to pull the sword with the chain, Iskaria held the sword that pierced her stomach.

"Lady, I told you, I won't let you die," she said, with blood coming out of her mouth.

Then she looked at the man and smiled. The man immediately drew his sword with all his might.

"God's blessing: bloom my body," Iskaria muttered, and her body burst into a cloud of smoke that covered everything.

"Iskaria!"

Isabelle's body was pulled toward Allen by his scarf. Even though he was tired and his legs hurt, Allen used all his strength to lift Isabelle's big, heavy body.

"Allen, let go. I have to save everyone!" said Isabelle rebelliously.

"Are you stupid?! They sacrificed themselves for you. There's no way I'm just going to let you go!"

"Allen, I said let go."

"No! I won't let you go!"

Meanwhile, the shadow army's captain did not look panicked in that situation.

"You think something like this would be useful?"

The man drew a wind symbol in front of him, then muttered "Ghust of Wind,"

The wind blew away all the mist Iskaria had created.

The mist then gathered again, turning into Iskaria. And once again, Iskaria used her god blessing, and Iskaria's body shattered into ashes.

This time it wasn't the man who used the wind amnis, but the royal soldiers behind him.

The man spun his sword with the chain, directing it at the soldiers and servants who were covering Isabelle and Allen as they ran to the woods.

The sound of screaming soldiers and maids reached Isabelle's ears; they were groaning in pain from the swings of the sword. Their bodies were torn apart, helpless against the man.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I won't make your sacrifice in vain," Isabelle muttered at Allen's back.

But what Isabelle said couldn't come true.

-SREK

The man's sword reached Isabelle's back, scratching it deeply.

"SH*T! HE'S GETTING CLOSER!" cursed Allen, who ran as best he could.

"My slaves, what happened to them?" rather than thinking about the pain in her back, she thought about why the sound of their screams could no longer be heard.

'Are they dead? And even if they die for me, will I die too?'

Isabelle looked at Allen; he was limping, and his face looked tired. He was obviously pushing himself to run, carrying the heavy Isabelle.

'Maybe I should go on a diet,' Isabelle thought with a smile.

__At a time like this, why am I smiling? Why am I suddenly feeling happy?

Right, it must be because I saw Allen.

Allen also seemed to hate me at first. He never really looked into my eyes. But right now, just like my other slaves, he is trying to protect me.

If it continues like this, we will both die. I know that. The shadow army captain won't let us go. I could feel that he was getting closer.

At least

I should at least save Allen. If he let me go, surely he could escape from here.

He's a strong monster boy, after all.

"Allen, let me go."

"Hah?! Why did you still say stupid things?"

"I said let go, Allen; if this keeps up, we'll both die. You should at least run and live on your own."

"I won't let you go! I'll bring you away from here!"

"You can't, Allen; you know that, right? We will both die if you still carry me."

"NO, NO! I WON'T LEAVE YOU!"

I misunderstood Allen because of his mature behavior. I always thought that he could do everything by himself. But no, he's still a kid. I can see that.

Even now, I know that Allen is crying.

He must not know the reason for his crying.

He must not understand anything.

Since he's still a kid, I should try to get to know him better before_

Then, the sound of the man's sword chain became clearer, indicating that he had finally reached them.

-THRUST

The large sword pierced Isabelle's back,

Allen fell forward, along with Isabelle, whose back was now pierced by the huge sword.

Allen lifted the man's sword, removed it from Isabelle's back, and pulled Isabelle's body with one hand. But by then, perhaps Allen's stamina had reached its limit; even though he pulled her, he could only move her slightly. As for Isabelle, her blood continued to flow down her back.

'Ah, this is the end of my life. Although many things happened, I don't regret anything at all; the last thing I have to do is make sure Allen is safe.'

Isabelle summons the light sword from her hand, thrusting it into her chest with the last of her strength.

"Allen, this is an order. Get out of here, and..."

Allen remembered this moment. This was the same moment he had seen in the dungeon.

The moment when he could not save his mother

"Live, Allen."

Isabelle's face was smiling, and her last words were similar to his mother's.

Her smile made Allen feel warm.

"What the hell was that..." Allen muttered.

"Am I, once again, going to let my precious person die?"

The crest on Allen's chest shone.

Isabelle's order to run interfered with his brain.

"ISABELLE!" shouted Allen.

"Run quickly."

Isabelle's order was absolute, and Allen had to follow it.

But Allen had two mana. When Isabelle's mana inside him washes his brain, Allen can still maintain his sanity.

As a result, his body obeyed Isabelle's orders while his brain did not. So Allen felt great pain because the mana inside him was conflicting.

"No, Isabelle, I don't want to leave you!

Even though everything has started to be fun

Even though everything has started to become warm again

Why! Why do I have to lose someone else again?!

Isabelle, please release your order! Order me to bring you with me! Please!"

"Hey, Allen's scarf over there; your name is Reig, isn't it? I know about you. I heard Allen talking to you once in my room. I don't know what you really are, but take Allen away from here. If he stays here, he'll die."

Allen's scarf began to reach out to the woods, trying to pull Allen's body away from there.

"No, Reig, don't do that!"

Allen held his feet on the ground with all his might, but he wasn't strong enough. Little by little, Allen's body shifted.

"Isabelle! Please! Let me take you with me!"

Isabelle was silent, the light in her eyes slowly disappearing.

"No, Reig! Stop it! Stop it!

ISABELLE! YOU PROMISED! WE HAVE A CONTRACT! YOU SAID YOU'D HELP ME KILL THAT GUY RIGHT? HURRY UP AND CHANGE THE ORDER AND FULFILL YOUR PROMISE, YOU IDIOOOOOOOOOT!"

As Allen's strength started to wane, Reig pulled his body into the pitch-black forest.

"Go away, Allen."

"ISABELLLEEEEEEEEE!!!"

_This time, I asked him to go.

I won't repeat what I did that day.

As my husband set off confidently for the raid dungeon, "Don't go, are you sure everything will be alright?" I asked him that. As a result, his confident face disappeared, turning into fear.

He must have been afraid to go to the dungeon too and repeatedly tried to build up the courage to go anyway, all for the family's sake. But I asked him that instead, which made him hesitate to go to the dungeon.

Maybe the one who killed him was me?

If only I had supported him back then, maybe he would have survived.

Maybe he would have returned home with a wound on his body, and after that, we would have made a feast and shown the other nobles that the Earl's family wasn't dead.

And maybe things wouldn't end like this.

In front of me, Allen was gone; I couldn't hear his screams anymore.

Thank goodness...

Thank goodness he's finally gone...

Thank goodness this time, I actually said, "go away."

Now, when Isabelle really thought she was going to die, all she could think about was her daily life with her slaves, and with Allen.

She imagined Allen studying in her room.

She imagined Allen's face, which looked very delicious, eating his food.

She imagined Allen's face, which was angry and upset at being defeated by Theobauld.

Then, she imagined that if only Allen were her son and Illska

They would walk through the city together, choosing clothes and food together.

"It would have been so much fun," Isabelle murmured.

Isabelle's tears were still flowing, as was her blood, which had now flowed to her face, which touched the ground.

The shadow army captain's chains began to be heard more clearly. And the moment she heard the chain, Isabelle immediately returned to looking ahead.

"No..."

"No..."

"No..."

"Please, don't go."

Isabelle shouted at Allen, who was no longer visible in front of her. In the end, it turns out that she does not want to be alone. At the bottom of her heart, she didn't want Allen to leave. When she had a fever before, she remembered how comfortable she slept when Allen was beside her. She wanted to order Allen to stay by her side until she fell asleep, but Allen was no longer there.

And just like that, the shadow army captain's great sword pierced her back.

With this, the stage curtain had closed, ending Isabelle's life along with the surname of Earl Wolverlope.

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