Chapter 50
Chapter 50
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 50
Chapter Title: The Worried Bunny Bosses
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For the sake of my little brothers, I started building welfare facilities in the dungeon.
Now, I can see all sorts of things to add to my boss room.
The biggest one is that it's a huge hassle to set up training tools every time players or NPCs come into the boss room!
So, it wouldn't be a bad idea to create a separate place for us to train.
On top of that, I found a way to use the magic devices from the newly changed third room for training!
"Ah, so you're saying we should move all the training equipment from Lord Balak's boss room to a newly created space?"
"That's right! And about the skeleton merchant and that device in the third room. How far can it go?"
"You mean the magic devices that create the dream realm? Why..."
I soon explained my idea to the skeleton merchant.
"Y-You're going to use that for such a purpose?!"
"It's possible, right?"
"Well, it is possible, of course."
What I had in mind was!
Just like deploying those mecha glow-in-the-dark dinosaurs in the third room, creating virtual enemies for training!
Right now, there's a pretty big tournament going on outside.
That old knight I saw before seemed to have come here after hearing about my dungeon during the tournament.
That means powerful knights like him would keep entering my dungeon for a certain period.
What if I collect information on all those powerful knights using this event and combine it?!
And if I make a ghost mode like a mid-boss and amp it up several times stronger?!
Ahh!! This is exactly the truth of digging a well when you're thirsty!
It's a truly genius idea.
This way, my little brothers can gain vivid combat experience against the strong, and I can steadily build up decent combat experience too!
"Brother Balak?"
"Ah, sorry about that. Anyway, kids, what do you think?"
"It seems great, just like Big Brother said. If we collect info on every hero entering the dungeon and make them into training opponents, Ferguson and I can keep testing our strength."
"I totally agree. Honestly, I've wanted some action like the youngest too."
Perfect timing—Second Bro's skills have improved a lot now, to the point where he could keep fighting like the maknae without issue.
But given his role, I was worried he couldn't gain combat experience outside of spars with us brothers, but this solves that too!
Talk about foresight.
"Before more knights come in, we need to hurry and make those powerful magic devices, but it's beyond my abilities. So, I'll head up top for a bit."
"""Ooooh!!!"""
"Jeenjang! I knew you could do it, Skeleton Merchant!"
"As expected of you, Karian!"
"Just light..."
"You're embarrassing me with all that praise. More importantly, what about the training tools in Lord Balak's boss room?"
"Don't worry! We're moving them right now!"
After getting a space expansion scroll from the skeleton merchant.
We started creating personal spaces inside the dungeon.
"Brother Balak, is this size okay?"
"We can make it bigger! This is your space, so decorate it however you like!"
"Then, would it be alright if I summon spirits of nature to my room?"
"Of course!"
Hahaha!! Their eyes are sparkling at the thought of having their own spaces!
Ensuring privacy is always the right choice over communal living!
Now, all we have to do is wait comfortably until the supreme third training device is ready!
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While the sworn brothers were excitedly decorating their rooms on the first floor of the dungeon.
Rolang, who had taunted Balak, woke up in the church.
The other knight captains, who had been waiting for Rolang to wake in the church, went to see him.
"Urgh... my back..."
"Hey~ Rolang, you're awake?"
"Spill the details already."
"Alright, alright, cut it out. More importantly, what about our boys?"
"Those guys woke up first and are watching the tournament."
The tournament wasn't over yet, but the reason some of Rolang's knight order entered the Abyss Pit was very simple.
The knight captains—aka the bunny bosses—had gotten all itchy after hearing the stories from the rookies who went in first!
These bunny bosses, being the heads of their respective knight orders, couldn't participate in the rare tournament themselves and were stuck just watching their juniors' matches.
So, when they heard about a dungeon packed with amazing content while bored out of their minds, what do you think happened?!
They wanted to grab their weapons and charge in right away, but the imperial official hosting the tournament was watching them like a hawk.
And they had even agreed that entry order to the dungeon would be based on tournament rankings!
Because of this perfect social contract, the bunny bosses had no choice but to twiddle their thumbs until the tournament ended.
But there was one way to break through!
And that was!
'Your Excellency, could just one of our groups go experience the dungeon first?'
'Pardon?'
Just swarm over and beg en masse.
With so many participants, the tournament was going to drag on forever, so the imperial official understood the bunny bosses' boredom.
He said to pick one knight order in a fair way that didn't overlap with the city's big event, the tournament.
So, besides fighting, what are knights good at?
"Should've been me instead of that boozehound..."
"Tch, jealous? Then outdrink me."
"Tsk."
In Raider, a sudden drinking contest had broken out, and Rolang had beaten all the knight captains to win.
Proud of his victory, Rolang wanted to clash with Balak quickly.
And he was curious how Balak would react to his taunt, which led to the incident just moments ago.
Afterward, Rolang spilled all the dungeon tales.
"Huh, so that 'world's strongest' thing was real?"
"It wasn't propaganda to hide that hero parties can't clear the Abyss Pit..."
"More importantly, Rolang, is that true? That he stole your secret technique."
"Yeah, he copied the technique I hadn't used in ages right away. It was like fighting a real monster."
"...Still, Rolang, aren't you bummed? It's a technique with your life's work in it."
"Not really? With my days numbered anyway, isn't it better if a powerhouse like that uses it?"
"""Hmm?"""
The bunny bosses paused at Rolang's words.
And after pondering—
"There's... some logic to it!"
How much longer do they have to live anyway!
And it might be blasphemous, but.
With all the promising ones snatched by the heavens, the bunny bosses weren't thrilled with the juniors they'd raised.
"If weaklings take them and the lineage of our masters' techniques dies out..."
"You guys think so too? Even if I handed mine over, plenty couldn't handle it."
"Sigh, same here."
"Any kid with even a shred of talent just becomes a hero... I get the heavens' intent, but it's tanked the average knight's strength."
"So many battle-tested techniques have been lost. And ours are at high risk of dying out too."
"And their attitudes are a problem. Always 'Do it for me~' or 'Why should I have to do this?'"
"Tch, today's knights are a mess. Their heads are all rotten."
"It's 'cause those brats never saw the Great War."
Then the classic "Kids these days~" from ancient scrolls kicked off, complaints about the MZ knight generation erupted, and suddenly generational conflict broke out.
While the bunny bosses were bashing the MZ knight generation.
One of them, noticing something odd about Balak, asked Rolang.
"Rolang."
"Yeah?"
"How many times did you use that technique that got stolen by that Balak boss?"
"Twice total. Perfectly once."
"He nailed it perfectly after just that...? That's not mere talent."
"From that being's perspective, we're all just mortals. Does it matter?"
"Rolang, we've faced races that copy techniques that fast before. The ones you shouldn't use the same technique against three times or more as enemies."
"...You mean the demonkin?"
"Yeah, those lunatics."
Remembering the most horrific monsters they'd faced in the Great War, the bunny bosses suddenly fell silent.
What kind of demonkin had they encountered?
Not only did they grow stronger mid-battle like heroes, but they were a combat race that instantly NTR'd opponents' techniques.
And they used the stolen techniques better... Truly enemies you never wanted to face.
Thank goodness there weren't many, but even in small numbers, they were golden suns clashing with the world.
"So you're saying that Balak boss has a high chance of being 'demonkin'?"
"Yeah, if it's demon king-class, all that power makes sense."
"Isn't that a stretch? The Hero of Light took care of all those demon kings."
"The survivors fled to the demon realm. So—"
"Hold on, timeline doesn't match. It's only been 40 years since the Great War ended, and we cleaned up the remaining demonkin."
Once the hypothesis that Balak might be their old enemy, the demonkin, formed, all sorts of theories started flying.
Watching it all, Rolang clicked his tongue and cut off the old fogeys.
"Why are knights such long-winded gossips? Whether that thing's demonkin or not, does it matter?"
"W-Well, that's true, but."
"Ahem."
"Y-You're the one who already got his technique stolen—"
"If you're salty, get over it like me. So, you not going in there?"
"""………"""
The bunny bosses sank into deep contemplation at Rolang's words.
Even if there's a risk of techniques getting stolen, they weren't going into the Abyss Pit?
Not enjoying that dungeon packed with insanely varied content?!
Balak, the one you'd face there, is ridiculously strong anyway.
Even if he mixes in their techniques, it'd still be the same old slop.
The bunny bosses' dilemma would deepen until the tournament ended.