Chapter 68
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 68
Chapter Title: Traitor (2)
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In the Dungeon Gallery, there exists a term called "revolution."
This refers to when a subordinate, harboring some kind of discontent, stages a coup against their Dungeon Master.
While most Dungeon Master deaths are at the hands of intruders,
there were also those who fell to revolutions—one of them being Dragongari.
Newbie, have you read Dragongari's post by any chance?
I saw a post about aides related to that time Max came in.
You asked what the identity of that Dragongari bastard was, right?
His name's Dragred, and he was Dragongari's subordinate.
A ungrateful wretch who repaid kindness with enmity.
Seeing him again like this just pisses me off so much lol
The kind of scum who deserves to be torn into a thousand pieces.
Stabbed Dragongari in the back and now crawls back into Newbie's dungeon?
This bastard shouldn't even exist.
Can't we just kick him out into anomaly territory and let him die?
That bastard doesn't deserve a clean death.
Make him suffer as much as possible.
Personally, I think he's worse than Julius.
Raised him with points, fed him honey, even gave him affection.
Honestly, half the reason I hate intelligent subordinates is this guy.
Everyone, calm down first;;
An enemy you hate less than a betraying ally.
I don't know the full story, but it seems he's stacked up quite the dislike.
The reaction is even fiercer than with Julius.
What on earth happened?
Setting aside the past.
Since he's an intruder, he's my enemy too.
Best to take him out if I can.
But I can't break the rules...
I try not to use anomalies outside unless I'm certain.
Innocents could get caught up.
And if people somehow learn anomaly methods,
that'd be a problem in its own way.
Also, anomalies melt when they touch Mallangi's body.
So I have to go place them myself,
avoid people's eyes, and recovery's tricky too...
Anyway, it'll be tough.
OK OK... sorry.
Got a bit hot-headed...
Sorry sorry...
You're the one stopping the waves.
Third parties like us chiming in is just meddling...
Sorry, Newbie.
No need to apologize.
I get it, it's understandable.
Anyway, spill the details.
Now I'm curious why you guys feel that way.
King Evil Spirit replied with a link.
It was Dragongari's post.
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Title: Even the Trusted Axe Chops Your Foot
Poster: Dragongari
I'm about to die soon.
As you all know, the blessed one named Ahn nearly wiped out my entire dungeon.
My body's on the brink of death.
Even if I get lucky and survive, they'll extract the magic stone and finish me off.
I barely escaped the core room.
My remaining minions are fighting hard,
but it doesn't look like they'll hold out much longer.
Don't ask why my tone's so serious.
These are my last words, so of course I'm serious.
I have a story I want to tell you all, so I'm writing this post.
I should have listened to you guys sooner.
They say raising a subordinate too much is like raising a tiger cub, and damn if that wasn't spot on.
I thought I was different from the dead Dungeon Masters.
And why not? I treated Dragred like my own child.
As you all know, Dragred and I started together from level 10.
I invested as many points in him as I did in myself.
I gave him love, affection, joy, sorrow—we shared everything, always together.
Because he was that kind of guy,
I cherished him even more, took extra care of him.
Now I realize how foolish that was.
Dragred betrayed me.
The moment things went south, he teamed up with the blessed one to try and kill me.
More painful than dying right now,
more than my dungeon collapsing,
was the fact that he betrayed me.
I don't know anymore.
Doesn't matter now.
Just karma, I guess.
I ignored your advice, thinking "My Dragred wouldn't do that."
My consistent attitude was the mistake.
Don't make intelligent subordinates.
You'll regret it like I did.
Fuck, didn't think I'd die before that carwash bastard lol
At this point, even Oblivion has no idea what happens to dungeon-born, huh?
Anyway, thanks for reading this long post.
Below is info on the blessed one inside—check it when you have time.
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Sis is heading out.
I'll go say hi to the ones who went first in heaven.
P.S. Don't ever come—no place for you lol
Stay alive as long as you can, everyone.
Like Nabu told you before.
"Don't create subordinates you can't control in the first place."
And Dragongari's case is the prime example.
We Dungeon Masters are the creators of our subordinates,
but that doesn't mean they move exactly as we think.
Subordinates don't vanish when the Dungeon Master dies.
That's the absolute reason revolutions can happen.
They become free when the dungeon collapses.
Well, most anomalies are friendly to you,
like undead in death or winter themes, steampunk automatons, etc. Of course, exceptions exist.
The veterans who've survived this long mostly use that type of subordinate anyway.
But if all Dungeon Masters did that, why would revolutions happen?
It's like a rule written in blood.
That's why Dungeon Masters avoid those damn intelligent subordinates,
cases like this.
Dragongari ignored the rules.
And paid the price.
But I don't think it was Dragongari's fault.
He really treated Dragred well.
Like a mother caring for her child.
And now that same guy betrays his Dungeon Master and pulls this shit under a human lord... how can it not boil my blood……………
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So that's what happened.
To put it in my terms,
it's like Mallangi absorbing Dreamland's magic stone while I was spacing out.
Thinking about it suddenly makes me feel down and depressed.
Is this like freaking out over a dream where your girlfriend cheats on you?
"Ugh."
Sorry.
I'll cut the bullshit here.
"Hm."
A thought suddenly crossed my mind.
If Dragred himself comes to Dreamland,
maybe this is fate.
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This is a bit of a different story,
but I still want to give intruders one last chance.
Might as well clear up misunderstandings too—how about posting a warning at the entrance?
Not sure if it'll make a difference,
but at least for those dragged here against their will, it might have some effect.
Something like: "If you have the courage to draw your blade against Dreamland,
draw it against the one who brought you instead."
I used the dungeon expansion function to create a pillar in the center of the entrance
and made a simple bulletin board to post the notice.
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【Wave begins】
【Intruder enters.】
【Confirmed intruders: total 15.】
【Humans 15.】
Even so, the wave continues.
The Wolfhaufen raid party hasn't given up on conquering Dreamland.
This must be their second attempt.
No slaves in sight.
One who looks like a mage.
The rest are soldiers.
"Th-this is..."
"Ignore it and press on."
They pause in surprise at the notice,
but choose to advance anyway.
Sorry, but
human wave tactics don't work in my dungeon anymore.
Should I head out and slaughter them?
Hm, nah.
Handling 15 alone feels burdensome,
and there's no need anyway—might as well play a little prank.
Elevators can change spawn zones mid-wave.
Of course, there's a cooldown.
Can't do it one by one, but I can at least split the raid party in half.
Sent 10 to the mansion, 4 to the maze.
The intruders panic.
"Wh-what the?"
"Why are we missing people...?"
Even the mage looks flustered.
Stopped in front of the elevator, not knowing what to do.
Only one mage.
Meaning only one who can connect communication magic.
When contact with the maze team cuts off,
his expression sours in real time.
"D-detection magic..."
He's not a complete idiot.
Unfortunately, that was his fatal mistake.
【Door opens】
The mage was at the entrance elevator.
Focused on casting detection magic.
And above all, alone.
"Huh?"
I can use the elevator too, you know.
Slaughtering the mage with his dumbstruck face
wasn't hard with conditions this perfect.
Stab.
Thud.
"There, done."
Why had I been sitting back passively until now?
Because I was damn weak.
If an intruder caught me, I'd get slaughtered instead.
Of course,
even compared to past same-level Dungeon Masters, I'm still pretty damn weak.
No combat experience to speak of,
haven't invested in traits or stats at all.
Honestly, total fake levels.
I was confident I'd get wrecked in a 50 vs. Carwash Hamster fight.
But
against regular grunt-level intruders, it's doable.
Of course, even I aren't free from all anomalies.
For example, wandering dark hallways during class,
or the insane collab of taking confiscated items—that I can't do.
So there are restrictions,
but against the weak, I can intervene like this.
Anomalies are fair to both weak and strong alike.
But this newbie? Not so much.
I checked the dungeon interior via the system, not the core room monitor.
When comms magic cut off, the mansion team panics too.
Since they didn't escape, looks like the scroll was only with the mage.
I expected that.
They're insanely expensive—most intruders so far only brought one.
So after this, the anomalies will handle the rest.
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The other raids were much the same.
Third raid.
【Wave begins.】
【Wave ends.】
Fourth raid.
【Wave begins.】
【Wave ends.】
Fifth raid.
【Wave begins.】
【Wave ends.】
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The Wolfhaufen raid threw in a whopping 75 people,
but unlike the dwarves who figured out the elevator rules, they gained nothing.
Not even rice-farming is possible.
Raid attempts require staking a lot.
I wonder if they've realized that.
I decided to spend the points I'd earned so far.
On dungeon expansion.
Zone 3 had been halved temporarily to make Zone 4,
but now it's time to restore normal size.
"Normalization complete."
"Ugh."
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I monitored the outside through Mallangi.
The raid party's morale is completely shattered—plain to see.
"What in the world is this..."
"A true impregnable fortress."
"Shouldn't we tell the count now and give up?"
Dragred looks extremely grim.
His expression so serious, it seems like they might abandon the raid.
"Next time, I'll go in myself."
"Then I'll join you."
Even so,
he announces the next attempt.
"Oh boy."
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【Wave begins】
【Intruder enters】
【Confirmed intruders: total 8 entities】
【Humans: seven】
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【One dragon】