Chapter 592 – 006 BAD ENDING 001 the Warrior Who Became the Property of the Dragon [Fantasy/Mannequin Painting]
The warrior holsters a weapon to physically pull out the dragon heart. The preparations were almost complete just by having people sit on the dining table chairs that had been moved from the banquet room to the main entrance hallway.
If you fail, the result is the same. It was a hundred times, a thousand times better than doing nothing and suffering silently.
Even though she had to sell all the jewelry her mother left her. She was able to secure the warrior’s information with certainty.
“Meh. Meh. Mehisha warrior!”
That’s… Carrying gold coins in your pocket!
I heard that the warrior summoning process ended successfully thanks to the intervention of the goddess.
Nevertheless, Hero Mehisha was holding a bag of gold coins in her hand, like a person from another world who was worried that she would be caught up and summoned back for some reason.
Other information was also confirmed, such as the story of the warrior who stopped by the weapon shop.
For example, a warrior who bought an iron sword asked for a refund before leaving the weapon shop, saying he made the wrong choice, but the reply was that he would not pay even a penny for that useless piece of iron.
There was also a rumor that the king, who had asked to catch the devil, sent the warrior out of the castle without providing any support.
“You need gold coins!”
… Fafnir rolled the dice!
“Ah, don’t you want to work part-time?!!”
“Part-time job…?”
The cries of the Silver Dragon Great Devil should not have reached the hero from another world…
– Snooping. Snooping.
Golden hair and large breasts trembled.
Mehisha’s mind contained the knowledge of [ ] Preferring gold coins to expensive platinum coins, even in this world.
“What’s going on?”
“Hehe… Please don’t be surprised. I already know the information that the hero is collecting gold coins, right?”
It is still an ambiguous question whether dragons are included in the demon race.
“It means that gold coins are being melted down and changed into purer gold…♥”
Instead of the cliched boss fight, Fafnir began to attack the heroes in his own way, drawn by the curiosity of a new event, and was suited to the role of the Great Devil.
“Actually, I don’t have any feelings for you, hero?”
4th in the order of the Four Heavenly Kings of Demons. The Great Devil Fafnil continued to explain to Mehisha, who was interested in part-time work.
It’s not that he never had it, but rather that it was impossible for him to have it. Thanks to the informants who took a gem for each letter of the warrior’s information, Silver Dragon was able to study the differences in expression methods with a lighter pocketbook.
“It’s in front of the hero, so to be a little more honest… I don’t care what happens to the Demon King…”
It was sincere without lies. There was no need to try to be ambiguous.
The logic of the strong that power is everything is not wrong. I did not understand that violent violence was also included.
On the Floren Continent, where the game of guessing one’s species is played, the Demon King was a failure to be considered the representative of the Demon race, even when looking at the young dragon Fafnir.
It didn’t matter if Mehisha dealt with the demon king like this.
The only problem was that she was involved in that processing channel.
“… Because it’s that kind of situation. How do you feel? Hero Mehisha?”
Her tongue, which was so trembling that she could only chew, had long ago healed.
The position of the Four Guardian Kings was also inherited from her mother. He also explained what he was doing in the first place, that he was giving only formal loyalty to the Demon King.
“Um, wouldn’t you like to work part-time at the Great Devil Fafnir’s castle?”
“Part-time job? Are you asking me to work here?”
Silver Dragon, who had nothing to hide or lose by revealing everything about the current situation, got to the point.
It’s not that there aren’t some shameful aspects. That was something the warrior had to worry about after accepting the offer. I also thought of an excuse.
Mehisha was worried.
However, the relationship between the hero and the great devil cannot be trusted. I received a request from her dragon, who wasn’t even in her strategy information, to work at her castle.
The sight of Fafnir waiting for the next explanation rather than rejecting an event he had never seen before was enough to be taken as hesitation.
Unlike the warrior who is considering the ‘content’ of what kind of part-time job it is. Even if you think about it from the other person’s perspective, the Great Devil knows that it is suspicious, so he prioritizes relationships.
Not rejecting it right away was the same as saying there was an opportunity.
“Ha… After all, Silver Dragons can’t be trusted. They’re not White Dragons… Excuse me for a moment. Ugh… Ugh…”
-Bye!
“What… What are you doing?”
Mehisha, who was trying to remember the difference between the two dragons, was taken aback by Fafnir’s sudden action.
The Silver Dragon reached into his body and pulled out a red gem.
The dragon’s weakness is that it is not a miscellaneous gem like a small pebble, but shines brightly thanks to the magic power flowing out. It was a dragon heart.
The great devil took out the dragon heart and placed it in Mehisha’s hand.
By pressing his fingers so hard, he clearly engraved in the warrior’s mind that he could destroy it whenever he wanted.
The trembling of the heart, which had not stopped from the moment it was taken out, moved to the hand of the warrior who accepted it.
And finished.
“I will entrust my Dragon Heart to Mehisha. If she thinks she has been tricked or cannot be trusted, she can break it at any time.”
“If that’s the case… I don’t mind listening.”
Hero Mehisha. Mehisha. And Mehisha.
The Great Devil, who did not kneel down and beg for his life, but was undoubtedly standing on a tilted side, succeeded in straightening the scales of superior-subordinate relationships.
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“I want Mehisha to work here.”
“We haven’t even woken up yet, right?”
A question was immediately asked to Fafnil, who explained the work details.
I wasn’t planning on asking unless it was a special case. It was a question that should be asked in addition to compensation to an employer who would explain without getting up from his or her seat where he or she worked.
I pointed in the direction with my finger.
The reason the question came back was because the destination was an empty hallway.
“… Castle hallway? There’s nothing there?”
“You saw it correctly. That’s the place I want Mehisha to work.”
When asked if it was an empty hallway, Mehisha answered that she had seen it correctly. Then, she closed her golden eyes and once again checked the space that could be her workplace.
I looked again and there was nothing.
There was something.
A flower or vase. Artwork that looked reasonably expensive was on display.
When you go back and bring something like a magic item. It was not an item of interest to Mehisha, who kept only a few gold coins in her pocket, fearing that a strange accident might occur.
She said, “She chews her tongue when she talks, so it’s definitely better than crying. She doesn’t talk at all, she just smiles and doesn’t know what she’s talking about.”
“I… She wants you to forget about that?!”
She moved her finger slightly to point to the correct part, as if she had pointed vaguely.
Still, an explanation was needed, but it was more accurate than the image pointing to floating air.
“What. At least give some water to the flower pot?”
“No! … Huh.”
The Great Devil cleared his throat, seemingly to express his emotions and to ask people to listen carefully, and smiled.
“Mekhisha, please wait in the hallway like the stone gargoyle carved on the wall over there.”
Silver Dragon… Tried to deny other feelings that had begun to arise as a reaction that could not be erased as a dragon species, and verbally expressed the tasks he wanted the warrior to do for the hero…
That’s what I meant when I meant the wall with the gargoyles beautifully carved, not the flower pot.
An object that is neither a demon nor a monster. It was an ornament identical to a flower pot.
Except for the created familiars, everyone in the castle either ended their contracts or left to find another owner, so there were no real gargoyles here.
In a way, it was fortunate.
The luck continued to the extent that the dice rolled without a problem.
As Mehisha’s true identity was [ ] In human form. She pointed her finger at a real gargoyle and said that if she had been asked to look like that, a silver dragon would have disappeared just like that.
Is it a monster, a demon, or a devil? Anyway, this is not an expression asking you to be like that. I was able to survive thanks to changing the direction of my expression by simply asking them to continue standing in the hallway.
Of course, the result that Fafnir wanted for the hero summoned to this world was the same.
“What… What do you mean..? Stone gargoyle… Keep standing there like a doll or a statue?”
Because of his embarrassment, Mehisha’s voice was full of energy, but Fafnir took it off with a light smile.
The Great Devil had nothing to be afraid of, as he had unknowingly expressed the attitude a dragon should have.
One more time. I rolled the dice, which fails once out of a hundred times, and succeeded after rolling it more than a hundred times, but I got greedy one more time.
“No, I’m not asking you to pretend like that.”
Phew… The breath I took in, as if contemplating a decision that had been decided from the beginning, came out of the Silver Dragon’s body.
“Please be like that. Please remain like that in this castle while you are working part-time. I want you to stay.”
Thanks to the Silver Dragon approaching without hiding the desire to possess, the female warrior Mehisha once again recognized what kind of world this was.
There are some parts that are slightly different from games that cannot be repurchased once sold, but the part about it being a female protagonist hypnosis brainwashing game seems to be the same.
It was a strange game that had a bad ending where even the slightest mistake would result in being caught by a roadside bandit and being sold at the slave market… But there was no warning option from the beginning.
Considering the purpose for which the female warrior Mehisha was summoned… It was natural.
