S-Class Dungeon’s Mistress - Chapter 150

Uriel. It was that girl’s fault again. She seemed to have really hated her in the last dungeon meeting. Or did she hear anything else from Abaddon?

“So she didn’t directly invade but ordered Shavarma instead. She didn’t look like it but she’s really petty.”

Adelaide snorted while grumbling. Although she was able to take revenge comfortably thanks to her, she didn’t like her behavior because Uriel’s intentions were shady.

“Anyway, it’s fine. You, testify to what you just said.”

“Te-testify?”

“Yes. I will use your testimony as one of the justifications for war.”

Nut’s face darkened. That Los Halde dungeon and war! The succubus in front of him must have gone crazy. The combat power of the Greenville Dungeon, which he personally confirmed, far exceeded his expectations, but it was not as good as the Los Halde Dungeon, which Abaddon stands behind.

Of course, whether Greenville Dungeon lost the war or not, was no problem at all. However, it was a completely different matter for him to become the justification.

“Th-That can’t be! I’m sure I’ll die if they find out I have a light mouth! Please have mercy on me!”

Nut closed his eyes tightly and implored. He had often heard the talk about Greenville Dungeon’s personality, so he was hoping that maybe she’ll let him off the hook. But that was a huge mistake.

“Were you sleeping when Shavarma died yesterday? What kind of mercy are you looking for from your war opponent? I’m not stupid.”

“W-What?”

It was true that he had fainted. But it was shameless of him to ask for mercy when they were the ones who attacked first.

“Decide. Die by my hands now, or testify obediently?”

Nut couldn’t answer and was trembling. Although the unexpected situation was scary, he was still more afraid of Uriel’s retaliation than Adelaide.

If that’s the case, then she had no choice but to be more cruel. Adelaide continued with a smile.

“Lisian. Where did you say his family lives?”

“They live in Graciel’s inner city. Though short, as part of working as Sol Dungeon’s manager, they seem to have been well-cared for. Of course, I have kept them well somewhere else now.”

“What……?”

Nut muttered in an empty voice. He never could have imagined that they would touch even his family.

“You… Evil!”

In truth, Nut’s family was now being kept really ‘well’. Not only were they being reliably protected from the remnants of Sol Dungeon, but they were even provided three meals a day in a luxurious place as good as the original house. Because of Adelaide’s personality, she couldn’t bear to harshly deal with innocent demons.

But Nut, unaware of this truth, glared at Adelaide with a pale face.

What ‘benevolent demons’ are you talking about? All dungeon masters are the same. No, this woman is much worse than Shavarma or Uriel. He thought and clenched his teeth.

“What’s wrong? You should thank me. Do you know what dungeon managers usually face when they lose a war? You know that Mierda is still alive, right? I’m sure he’s trying to kill you and your family, can you handle it?”

“That…….”

“As long as you testify, I will protect your family and your life. Normally, we should have taken all of your fortune, but if you provide us with more useful information, we will not touch that at all.”

Adelaide bent down, slowly placing her hand on Nut’s shoulder. Their eyes met in the gloomy air.

“It sounds like a pretty good deal. What do you think?”

Nut swallowed his saliva. There was nothing more dangerous than to earn the ire of the owner of the Los Halde dungeon in Kronatan. However, considering his circumstances, it was also true that there was no condition more ideal than this.

In the end, he bowed his head with a resigned face.

“……Yes, I will testify.”

“There you go, good thinking.”

She patted him on the shoulder while praising him. Then she turned around without hesitation.

“I’ll have the demons bring food soon, so rest. Let’s go, Lisian.”

Turning back, she arrogantly left the room. Bang. She heard the door closing behind her.

How many steps did I take? Suddenly, Adelaide’s face contorted.

“Euk!”

The cruel and cold-hearted dungeon master disappeared, replaced by her true pathetic self as the nausea from her hangover returned.

‘I thought I was going to die pretending to be fine!’

She covered her mouth with her hand and hurriedly ran to the bathroom. In fact, she didn’t touch Nut’s shoulder to pressure him, but because she was dizzy from the untimely hangover.

Well, if he was completely deceived then that’s enough. Lisianthus looked at her staggering back and let out a smirk.

It wasn’t until hours later that Adelaide was completely freed from her queasy grunts. The condition of her other demons was not much different from hers, so the Greenville dungeon was filled with moaning noises until that evening.

“If I drink again, I will be Bell’s little sister.”

Adelaide, whose condition barely improved, declared this and devoured the rest of her onion soup at once. Woof? Bell in his dog state tilted her head, asking what she meant.

“So, did you say you don’t remember yesterday?”

Lupinus, sitting with his arms crossed while watching Adelaide drink her soup, suddenly asked. From the moment he appeared in the living room, she had expected this question, so she smiled.

“Yes, not at all! I can only remember talking about Helheim. Hehe.”

You can’t spit on a smiling face. Adelaide walked away flashing a bright smile. Dubious, Lupin narrowed his eyes, but fortunately he didn’t ask any further.

“Anyway, Master. Did you check the Dungeon Daily today? It was pretty interesting.”

“Oh, where’s my mind at? I forgot.”

“Here it is.”

She found it difficult to sit still and ended up lying down the whole time, so she couldn’t possibly have read the Dungeon Daily. She didn’t really like lots of letters, so she usually just read a little bit.

But with a lofty air, she accepted the newspaper. She was engrossed in her intelligent figure reading the newspaper every morning with her coffee.

And as soon as she checked the first page, her eyes went round.

“This, this, this is……!”

Adelaide raised her voice with a face full of excitement.

“It’s me!”

As she said, the front page of the Dungeon Daily was emblazoned with her photo. It was the scene where she flew up on the large Bell and proudly held up her scabbard.

When the hell was this taken? Adelaide admired the skills of Dungeon Daily reporters. She was in the midst of a war, so she didn’t know when they sneaked in and even took pictures. Or did they get it from someone?

<“Perfect Revenge for Kronatan’s Greenville Dungeon and Sol Dungeon!”

Greenville, a C-Class dungeon from Kronatan, achieved a perfect victory over Sol Dungeon, the parent of ‘Casa del Sol’. The war started yesterday at 11 am…….>

The article was simple. After a long time, a war had broken out between C-Class dungeons, and a large dungeon that had been in existence for hundreds of years suffered an unexpected defeat. It was briefly written that Greenville, which was only F-Class until recently, had a chance to rise to B-Class.

On the last line, there were also criticisms of how foolish the decision was to shut down Sol Dungeon’s businesses, including Casa del Sol, but Adelaide’s eyes did not see any such thing.

“How’s this picture? Do you think it came out well?”

It was only important that she looked great in the photo she herself was in.

“It’s a pity that Master’s perfection didn’t come out, but it’s still a nice enough picture.”

“You’re so cool, Adela!”

Her demon subordinates clapped their hands and congratulated Adelaide for her entry in the media. Adelaide was so happy that her beautiful figure had been caught in the newspaper, to the point that she had tears in her eyes. Although it came out somewhat blurred, she was still very satisfied.

“Will the demons who know me be surprised to see this?”

“Are you talking about Miss Penelope, who I met last time?”

“Yes! Succubi doesn’t really read Dungeon Daily, though.”

Dungeon Daily was a newspaper that delivered dungeon-related articles, so there was no reason for a Succubi belonging to the Union to subscribe. So, there was a higher possibility that Penelope would not see it.

Actually, the demon who she wanted to see this photo wasn’t Penelope. It was Caladium wandering somewhere in Esperanza.

He wasn’t the type to read newspapers often either, but she thought that maybe he would check it to hear about Greenville. And Adelaide wanted to look cool and dignified to Caladium.

“It would have been nice if Lisian came out with it too, but it’s a pity. Yes.”

Adelaide looked at Lisianthus, feeling like she had taken all the glory for herself. But he smiled quietly and shook his head.

“No. I don’t like being photographed, so it’s fine.”

“Right, you did say that.” She muttered as she recalled the dungeon match with Sol Dungeon. Even then, Lisianthus was clearly very reluctant to have his image captured on video.

Indeed, how tiring would life be if such an appearance became known to the world. Adelaide, who had to see his fresh handsome face everyday, shook her head.

“The news of the victory was also posted in the Dungeon Daily, so for a while there will be a lot of applicants.”

“Let’s just not accept any applicants for the time being. They’ll run away as soon as they find out that we’re going to war with Los Halde anyway.”

“That’s a good idea.”

“By the way, we were talking about Helheim yesterday.”

Adelaide continued the conversation by passing the Dungeon Daily back to Lisianthus.

“Honestly, since I’m sober now, I don’t think it’s possible for me to become the ruler of Kronatan…….”

Lisianthus listened to her, carefully cut the Dungeon Daily newspaper and coated her photo with his powers. Lupinus, who was sitting next to him on standby, took a large album and carefully kept the coated photo.

“Don’t we need more strength to win against Los Halde? Uriel is a much stronger demon than Shavarma, and even Abaddon is backing her.”

“Don’t worry, Master. I can deal with it enough.”

“Of course it’s Lisian, but……. When I saw the members, big or small, get hurt yesterday, I thought of this.”

Adelaide took a short breath. For a moment, there was a similar atmosphere around her when she faced Shavarma.

“To protect my precious family, I have to be stronger.”

A desire clearly rolled over her pink pupils. The desire to keep growing.

“So regardless of whether it is a condition for becoming a B-Class or not, I must have Helheim.”

“Before Caladi”. She declared, raising the corners of her lips.