Kind Demon King

I breathed rapidly as I stood over countless corpses of the giant twin-headed wolves. I looked at Blanche who was standing over a three-headed one. Well, it was three-headed before she cut all of them. It had been 4 days since we started dungeon conquering. She pulled a spear out of the corpse. Its tip was three-headed like some kind of trident and saw-shaped. She threw it towards me. I managed to catch it.

“It is yours.”

(White Cerberus Spear)

(Power: 22)

(Durability: 500)

It didn’t have any special abilities. Its power and durability must be high because of that. Also after using different weapons I was able to understand what “Power” meant. It was simply how much destruction you could cause by that weapon compared to others. Or at least, something like that. These things didn’t come with instructions. Truth be told it felt like playing an RPG before the internet was mainstream. Just ignore the fact that when I was old enough to play that stuff internet was already mainstream. I had to come to conclusions just from what I was experiencing. Considering my dumbass brain, most of those conclusions were just outright wrong. It was taller than me with a white shaft. I spun it around to get a feeling of it. After several swings and thrusts, I noticed Blanche looking at me with one hand on her face.

“It is interesting how you know every weapon I gave to you.”

She gave me an axe and hammer as well.

“Well, I haven’t used it in a real battle so I can’t say whether I know how to use it.”

Ugh. Why did her gaze feel so… Predatory? She started to walk towards me.

“We won’t be challenging the last one.”

“?”

I tilted my head to the side. She was adamant to conquer all of them in one go. What changed? Truth be told other two we conquered weren’t as hard as the first one. Or maybe I should say their last bosses weren’t that hard. Then again I had a carry beside me. But the second one was a cave without any light. Even magically created light was extinguished before you could take a good look around. Blanche could still fight with what she called “Mana Detection” and I could see in the darkness. She wasn’t as agile as in the light with it but she could kick ass nevertheless. Ah, by the way…

(Skill Night Vision ranked up to C rank. Your other senses also increase in the darkness slightly.)

(Skill Shadow Melt ranked up to C rank. You can blend in the shadows better, hiding your smell and mana.)

I wasn’t sure but I think using them consciously and when you are in combat or harsher conditions made them rank up faster. Unfortunately, I couldn’t get any more stat boosters even though some creatures dropped them. I actually would have preferred it to weapons, especially since it could have let me talk to that Wolf King again. Also, stat boosts were nicer. I could only use one or two weapons in combat. Just throwing them at me didn’t suddenly give me the ability to control them with my mind.

Anyways. Besides that full darkness stuff, the second dungeon was easy. Monsters-still shaped like wolves, which I started to get sick of it- were weaker and clumsier even though they should have been adapted to it. Third and the dungeon we were in had the motto of “Numbers are everything!”. The smallest group we fought was made up of 12 monsters. Still with one “Chain Lightning” or just plain ice wall their formation was quickly broken.

“Is there a problem? Should I help you to walk?”

She waved her hand before giggling to herself.

“I am sorry. I just feel disgusted with all blood and sweat so you better stay away from me for your safety.”

“I am not in a different condition.”

Also, couldn't she just use the same magic she used at the first dungeon to clean herself and me? She looked at the corpses of the monsters I killed. There should be a reason. I took the aggro of the two-headed mobs so she could focus on the real boss. She smiled.

“Magic doesn’t just need mana. I also need mental power. Those dungeons were tougher than I expected. Maybe I should have listened to you.”

A weakness. Mana seemed to have a fast recovery time, relative to bodily stamina. So seeing her cast magic and just eradicate hordes of enemies made me think a battle of attrition was not an option against her but maybe if magic also requires mental strength it could be possible. A big "could" considering her firepower but still, I noted it at the back of my mind.

“Also my party must have arrived. I should order them to clean the bodies before the barriers I put dissolve.”

Shit. Who she had at that party? Strong warriors? Mages? Another Silverfox? This could make things even more complicated.

“What’s that look? You look like a beaten-down puppy. Do you think I am going to abandon you?”

GODFUCKINGDAMNIT WHY ARE YOU GETTING UP TO THAT! Just go down!

“It is just a bodily reaction. You have been in a stressful and dangerous condition for 4 days. It is normal to have that. You are the one who is putting different meanings to simple bodily reactions.”

My logic whispered to me, which allowed me to calm down for a second.

“Don’t worry. You showed your potential in this expedition. I am not letting you go that easily.”

You are not helping, Blanche!

“I won’t be able to teleport us like before so it is going to be a long walk.”

“Maybe I should go and come back with horses?”

“No. I prefer walking. Walking after combat calms me.”

Okay. Hearing that made me ask myself what would calm me after combat. Jerking off? I slapped that thought out as soon as it came to my mind. Why did I come back with the body of a 16-year-old!

“I guess you would have found this funny, Lily.”

I thought to myself. I sighed. Just thinking of me made me feel bad.

“That was a pretty deep sigh. What happened?”