I Became a Swordsman in the Middle Ages.

On the way to the dungeon, Sisilia recalled a memory from the past.

– Sisilia: Here, take these.
– Whygamebad: Okay

[Demon Sword Irtar – Kills demons below level 80 in one hit.]
[Flame of Growth – Experience gain is tripled.]

– Sisilia: Makes early leveling easier
– Whygamebad: Oh nice thx

She hadn’t seen a newbie in a long time.

In her excitement, she gave them lots of good items.

She made plans to meet the newbie and continued to see them afterward. Following along and helping them out, she had a great time that way.

However, the newbie’s login times gradually got later.

Why?

This time, she gave good items generously and helped out, but,

– Whygamebad: I’m just gonna quit.
– Sisilia: Why?? ㅠㅠ
– Whygamebad: Game sux

Sisilia was greatly shocked.

So shocked that she was bedridden for 3 days.

That’s when she realized:

Ah, helping isn’t everything.

Before coaching, I need to teach them how to enjoy this game first.

**

“This is ‘The Tomb of the Skilled’.”

Sisilia stopped in a forest a few hours away from the capital.

There was a gate made of vines. Inside, an abandoned mansion could be seen.

“Why is there a mansion in a forest like this…”

The trainee knights looked up blankly. Sisilia looked at them with her hands behind her back.

“Everyone, is this your first dungeon?”

“Oh, no, I’ve been to dungeons before. But I’ve never been to one structured like this.”

“You’ve only been to easy dungeons, I see. In a cave form, with no demons guarding the dungeon and only simple monsters.”

The trainee knight nodded nervously.

Sisilia explained in a flat tone.

“This is a moderate dungeon. Usually, dungeons like this are handled by the Windsor Knights. Of course, it’s the lowest grade, so it’s used for newbies to adapt to the required level.”

“Then does that mean…?”

“If you can survive this dungeon on your own, I’ll recommend you to the Knights with my authority.”

When the words they were hoping for came out, the trainee knights’ eyes widened. Some were already burning with motivation.

“…I think most of you know, but there are also unprepared folks who don’t, so I’ll give a brief explanation before entering.”

Sisilia held up one finger.

“Don’t be overcome by fear in the dungeon.”

She held up a second finger.

“Obey the demon’s rules. However, there are exceptions.”

After holding up a third finger, she spoke.

“If you can only survive by ignoring the rules, ignore the second point. That is all.”

Then, someone raised their hand.
Sisilia nodded with a generous heart like a kindergarten teacher.

“Um, what are the demon’s rules?”

Sisilia glanced towards the mansion.

“Lucky for you, the demon will gladly inform you once you go inside. Shall we enter now?”

“Yes!”

A voice full of fighting spirit.

They’re cute after all.

‘I’m excited. It’s been a while since I’ve entered a dungeon.’

Wondering what kind of demon would be waiting this time—

With anticipation, Sisilia headed towards the mansion.

“Welcome, dear guests.”

A man wearing a suit suddenly appeared in front of the mansion.

His pupils were completely black without any white, and he had goat horns on his head.

“D-demon!”

The trainee knights all tried to draw their swords as one.

At that moment, an immense presence erupted from around Sisilia.

‘If you draw that sword, you die. Stand down.’

Sisilia didn’t say a single word, but it was conveyed to everyone.

The demon bowed his head with an exaggerated gesture.

“Thank you so much for understanding my desire to avoid conflict.”

Sisilia examined the demon for a moment.

‘A butler concept? His glasses are a bit tacky.’

“No. We were the ones being rude upon first meeting.”

“Haha, you are the most polite guests I’ve ever had. May I have your name?”

‘I heard you should never let a demon know your name.’

While the trainee knights were nervously thinking of aliases…

“I’m Sisilia Windsor.”

“A Windsor, so a guest who often loses their way.”

However, when Sisilia revealed her name, the demon’s behavior seemed strange.

He kept sweating profusely and was busy wiping the sweat with a handkerchief.

His glasses were already fogged up.

“I see, Sisilia…W-wait!”

Sisilia tilted her head.

The demon gulped and spoke with an awkward smile.

“W-what brings the Butcher here…”

“Butcher?”

“…!”

The demon’s eyes were momentarily stained with fear.

After a long silence as if thinking about something, the demon…

“Oh my. I’d like to guide guests who have lost their way, but the mansion has no rooms today.”

He tried to go inside.

While the knights were dumbfounded, not knowing what was happening.

Sisilia jumped forward a little and grabbed the wrist of the demon, trying to disappear.

“W-why are you doing this!”

“It’s night. I want to stay at the mansion for a bit.”

“I told you there are no rooms!”

“But I want to stay.”

The demon tried to run away, while Sisilia persuaded that demon while holding him.

The knights couldn’t close their mouths at the absurd sight unfolding.

“Is it not okay?”

As Sisilia’s eyes turned cold, the demon hurriedly spoke.

“O-on second thought, I guess it’s not right to send away guests who came all this way to the mansion.”

Sisilia nodded as if satisfied and stepped back.

The demon spoke while gauging Sisilia’s mood.

“…You may stay at the mansion as long as you wish. I am Ricardo, the steward of this mansion. As the butler, I will serve you kindly and meticulously during your stay. However, there are a few rules in this mansion.”

The demon stopped mid-sentence and glanced at Sisilia as if seeking agreement.

Sisilia nodded.

Ricardo opened his mouth. But it wasn’t human language. That sight of his mouth moving strangely fast made some of the knights step back.

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[Welcome to the Tomb of the Skilled!]

– You who lost your way in the forest come upon a magnificent mansion!

– Fortunately, the mansion’s steward, Ricardo, was a butler with a warm heart. He readily accepted you who lost your way into the mansion.

– However, there are a few rules in this mansion!

First. Do not be rude! As a splendid intellectual, one should converse with courtesy, right?

Second. Do not make loud noises! Noise pollution lowers the surrounding land value!

Third. Do not run in the hallways! Surely there’s no one running around in a dignified mansion?

Fourth. Do not be outside past midnight! Wandering around late at night is not good manners.

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It wasn’t a language understood by the ears but by the mind.

Several trainee knights who had this strange experience were overcome with fear.

“Heh.”

Ricardo smiled cruelly and licked his lips. He ate the fear they just felt.

However-

“Huk.”

He flinched, seeing the silver-haired girl staring at him with a dry expression.

“Why are you doing that?”

“Oh, it’s nothing.”

“… We’ve heard the rules. We will try not to break them.”

‘Thank goodness. She didn’t come to subjugate me, just for simple training.’

Ricardo, who finally grasped Sisilia’s intent, sighed softly.

As long as they don’t cross the line, that ‘Butcher’ won’t step in. Just like the other Windsor knights have done so far.

“Then, once again, welcome to our mansion. You may choose whichever room you wish to enter. Ah, let’s have a meal first.”

**

‘When I go back, I should buy the vice-captain a gift.’

Sisilia was in a very good mood.

The dungeon Edward recommended was an excellent place brimming with personality.

She liked the mansion setting, and the demon named Ricardo also seemed quite smart, which she enjoyed.

The smarter they are, the more likely they are to include many fun elements.

‘But it’s a little disappointing.’

Sisilia herself also wanted to be treated as a proper ‘guest.’

However, sadly, since she became a ‘supervisor,’ she wasn’t in a position to enjoy herself carefree.

‘But this isn’t bad either.’

The dungeon’s level was higher than she had thought.

Right now, it was ‘moderate,’ but there was plenty of potential for it to rise to ‘difficult.’

If it’s to this degree, she was very much looking forward to how much the trainees’ skills would improve by the time the dungeon was over.

Watching that was the charm of this mission.

“Miss Sisilia.”

“Yes.”

Behind Sisillia was a blonde-haired girl. Beatrice asked carefully.

“To clear this dungeon… what should we do?”

Originally, she had intended not to interfere when they entered the dungeon, but she decided to answer because Beatrice was cute.

“If you keep to the rules well, the demon will weaken. When you think it’s time, you can kill it. On the contrary, you’ll die if you break the rules.”

It was a typical demon tactic. Demons don’t simply want to kill humans.

They want to extract as much pain and fear as possible.

So they think, ‘How can I make this scarier?’ as they make dungeons like this.

“Miss Sisilia! Then how long do we have to endure the rules?”

“…”

Sisilia avoided her gaze without answering.

The trainee knight who gathered the courage to ask just now turned to stone on the spot.

“Um, one last thing…!”

A messy-haired trainee knight raised his hand with courage.

‘His hair is funny.’

Sisilia nodded.

“This food… is it okay to eat?”

Sisilia looked at the food in front of everyone.

Grumble-.

Purple, bluish jelly-like things wriggled disgustingly, making her feel sick.

Sisilia spoke with a slightly disgusted look.

“I don’t recommend it since it looks unappetizing.”

“… T-that’s not it. Will we die if we eat it?”

“No. The rules didn’t mention anything like that, so you won’t die from eating it.”

Some relief flowed out, but the situation didn’t change.

‘They want us to eat this?’

They’d rather die. They understood why Sisilia destroyed everything else but left the food.

“It’s best to save as much food as possible. We don’t know how long we’ll be staying.”

“How about we split into teams first? I don’t know how big the rooms are, but we can’t all go in together.”

“What’s the criteria? How will we split?”

“Well, first the girls sleep together…”

Sisilia’s eyes sparkled faintly.

‘I want to go to that room and sleep too.’

And hug a cute kid I like and sleep.

“No. It’s right to split by skill level. Do you think this is a game? What do you guys think?”

“Yeah. I don’t mind.”

“Huh? Don’t say nonsense. How can I be with you guys…!”

When the female knight, who seemed uncomfortable, slammed the table and stood up.

Ding—

The bell rang.

Ding——

Once more.

Sisilia quietly rested her chin and thought.

‘Is it starting now?’

“What the…”

“Hey, wait! The rules! The rules said to go in by midnight!”

Ding— Ding— Ding— Ding——!

The sound of the grandfather clock’s bell got faster and crazier.

The knights’ confusion intensified. Their panic multiplied and grew rapidly.

“We’re fucked-”

The moment a trainee knight swore,

Kekekekeke!

Ghosts silently passed through the gate.