Chapter 36
Chapter 36
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 36
Chapter Title: Become the Dungeon Master! #6
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"Fuck! Guys! Get ready for a coordinated attack! If we don't all fight together, we'll never win!"
The dryad was a formidable foe. The kind of opponent where you had to stake your life and give it your all just to barely secure a chance of victory.
So we had to pour everything we had into this!
"Bremen Town Musicians For-ma-tion!!!"
At my shout, my demon king army let out small groans.
"Ooooh!!!"
The moment I gave the command.
"Keruk!"
"Grrruk!"
"Kyusal!"
My absolutely invincible demon king army, braver than ever, assumed their battle formation.
>—Snap!
Imsoong climbed onto my shoulder, kobolds positioned behind me, and Buril right at my side. Now Imsoong would hurl flames at my command, while Buril and I split to the flanks to strike from both sides, and the kobolds swarmed head-on.
"This is our ultimate!"
The strongest battle formation for a desperate last stand!
"Qlus Demon King Army's Bremen Town Musicians Formation!"
"Kerurruk!"
"Grrruk!"
"Kyusal!!!"
Witnessing our murderous battle cry, the dryad.
"Shaa?"
Just tilted her head, finger to her lips, her leaf ears fluttering.
She's looking down on us!
"You think our full might is just a joke to you?!"
She's strong, alright.
But that arrogance and carelessness will be the end of her. Cold calculation. She's got explosive power, but weak stamina. We've got a shot.
Right then.
>—Rustle.
The dryad emerged from the bushes and walked toward us.
"Kyaaak!"
I screamed like a little girl, hugged my spear for a second, then snapped out of it and aimed it at her.
Here it comes...!
"Shaa, shaasha."
"Hm?"
But the approaching dryad stopped midway. She poked her head out, glancing around like she was scouting the area.
Surveying the battlefield before the fight?
"Shaa!"
Finishing her scan, she nodded once, then turned and headed toward the trees behind her.
"Keruk...!"
"Gruk!"
Terrified Buril and Imsoong.
"W-what? Why? Why's she leaving?"
What the hell?
The dryad reached the tree and caressed the bark with her slender, soft-looking hand. No clue what she was doing, but we kept staring.
"Shaaa... shaa..."
Like singing... Wait!
>—Thump!
I felt power similar to demonic energy nearby! The dryad's energy? It turned into green, transparent flames clinging to her hand.
"Green Flame Fist Ace...!"
While singing.
She stroked the bark with her green flame fist.
Then.
>—Crack, crunch...!
>—Crunch crunch!
Suddenly, branches sprouted from the tree at insane speed! Faster than bamboo shoots! Growing visibly before my eyes.
>—Sprout!
The branch snapped off. Not broken—she grew it with magic and had the tree hand it over.
"Plant magic...!"
But that wasn't the end.
"Shaa."
The somewhat long, blunt branch in her hand. Something mystical happened at the tip. It swelled on its own.
"Kaeruruk...!"
"Gruk!"
Buril and Imsoong shoved their fists in their mouths, tears streaming. Like watching a horror flick.
And then.
>—Ssshh.
The dryad's plant magic finally completed.
The branch now looked... weird. A weapon? She made a wooden one with tree magic? Like a club or axe... But aren't her nails tougher?
"Shaa!"
>—Nod nod.
The dryad nodded happily at the tool in her hand, then approached me again.
"What the fuck! What is she doing...?"
Tension thick as she neared.
The dryad stopped.
"Shaashaya."
And held out the wood.
To me.
"What?"
"Shaa. Shaasha."
"What're you saying?"
"Shaa."
Keeps offering the wood to me.
"Huh?"
Wait... is she...?
"You want me to have it?"
I patted my chest lightly.
"Shaa."
The dryad smiled and nodded.
"..."
For real? She's giving it to me? Why? What's the reason? And what even is it? Thoughts raced.
"Kkuk..."
"Keuk..."
"Gyuuu..."
Imsoong had passed out, Buril was foaming and twitching with eyes rolled back, kobolds flat on their backs.
Useless fucks!
Anyway!
"Shaasha."
Couldn't stay deadlocked. I set Imsoong down from my shoulder and cautiously approached the dryad.
>—Rustle.
She extended the wood closer.
"Hm?"
Looking close... it's a wooden shovel.
Straight handle. Square-ish blade. A little trimming with my hand axe, and it'd be a proper shovel... Why make this?
"...!"
Don't tell me.
She saw me digging, figured out its use, and magicked up the perfect tool?
To give me?
A gift?
"A-a gift? Thanks, I'll take it."
>—Grab.
I took the handle.
"Shaa!"
"Eek!"
The dryad beamed!
I flinched!
"Shaasha."
She nodded brightly. That nearly naked sexy beauty smiling right in front of me, hands behind her back—my reason was numbing.
"..."
Anyway, this wooden shovel.
Looked like a real one.
Giving me this.
Grateful, but what the hell?
"Th-thanks?"
I tried body language again, bowing slightly.
"Shaa."
She nodded in response, turned, and walked back into the bushes. Leaving the shovel, a nice scent... and plenty of body on display.
I could only stare blankly at where she vanished.
"Gave me a shovel and left?"
What just happened?
"Shovel."
I checked it again.
Damn, solid shovel. Handle sturdy, head tough. I glanced around, pulled out my hand axe, and trimmed the head a bit.
>—Scrape scrape.
>—Scrape.
A little work, and it was a fucking great wooden shovel.
"Durability?"
I headed straight for the dungeon entrance. My minions all knocked out. Overcome by fear.
"Fuck."
What can you do.
My leadership sucks.
Anyway.
I jammed the shovel into the dungeon wall.
>—Whack!
"Oh, ooh...! Oh fuck!"
Fuck!
>—Whack!
>—Scaaape!
It sank smoothly, scooping heaps of dirt!
"F-fucking awesome!"
Not as good as the iron shovels from the army, but this was prime! Dungeon progress would skyrocket tens of percent!
"Gives me something like this!"
No idea why, but seeing its quality, gratitude for the dryad surged!
"Thanks! Thank you! No, thank you so much, pretty dryad sis!"
Doesn't seem like she just wanted to kill and eat me! Otherwise, no shovel!
"Guess I misunderstood her."
That pretty, sexy dryad sis wasn't a bad monster—just a nature-loving big sis.
Shaking those tits to seduce me? Maybe just greeting the new neighbor. The gift proves it. I overreacted.
Still a bit uneasy, but next time, thank her properly.
"Ah fuck! Hey! Wake up! You all really gonna ditch me and pass out?!"
I shook my minions awake.
"Keruk...? Keruk! Kerruk!"
Bodil bolted up, babbling in fear. I reassured him.
"Yeah, sis is gone. Relax."
"Keruk? Ke, Kerruk..."
He finally stood, sighing in relief.
"Keruk!"
>—Smack!
Fuck, he flicked Imsoong's forehead and knocked him over.
"Gruk!"
Imsoong clutched his head and leaped up like a frog.
"Keruk! Kerukkeruk!"
"Grrruk!"
These guys really play around.
Passed out yourself, now lecturing.
But Buril's unforgivable.
◇◇◇◆◇◇◇ "Kya!"
Proper shoveling filled me with deep satisfaction.
>—Crack!
>—Scoop!
Every thrust and scoop swelled my heart. Nothing like our log scrapers or stone-tied primitives.
Tools make the man.
This was too good.
Rarity-wise? Rare.
FYI, Buril's Uncommon, Imsoong's Common.
Me? Unique, probably.
"Keruk!"
"Kyusal!"
Work speed visibly exploded. My minions cheered and praised me watching.
"Kruu...! Dryad sis is the best."
Three days passed already.
Since she left.
Thanks to her, morning hunts done, noon work started—progress flying.
If she comes again... As I thought, shoveling away.
"Shaa!"
"Whoa!"
The dryad appeared again!