Chapter 10 – The Villains’ Preparation: Adventurer Team “Red Crows”
When I’m not getting a job from Gustav, I would order the zombies to the dungeons for expansion and maintenance and sleep with Astarte and Dahlia every day to supply myself with magic power. Sometimes, when we have female guests we would even engage in orgies.
(There were times when they agreed to it and there were times when Astarte would barge in on her own)
Whenever I had time, I would read all the books I could get from smuggling merchants or obtain things that I can use as magic catalysts.
Besides the fact that I could now sleep with women and that the scale was larger, it wasn’t that much different to how I lived up to now.
“Well, I did increase whatever I could call up or build”
I was a bit hurt by how honest those impressions were.
“Normally it would be easier just to summon a living monster… but Master Elliot is better at building his own”
If I could pay in magic power I could call up zombies and skeletons in a summoning.
It seems that if I raised my power I can summon other monsters.
They don’t have a very high sense of self. If I were pressed to ask I’d say they’re something that’s created using magic power.
It was convenient that it can fly short distances and have simple conversations, but it wasn’t all that strong so I used it as a guide for visitors.
If I could use stone to make golems I wouldn’t have had a problem sending them out to fight but … stone was way too different in their ease of use to wood and I couldn’t handle them easily, which was annoying.
What I could make about now are arms that respond to set commands or legs that move by sliding – I haven’t had any success making a complete body. … Seems like being a Dungeon Master means more than just thinking up evil things.
“With more magic power you can leave off some steps and summon things more quickly. So, I think you should save up magic power and attack the surrounding villages and towns”
Therefore, we patiently took the slow and steady route.
“Oh right, if in case the Church does came here to investigate, we probably won’t be able to hide it for long. We mercenaries take jobs from the Church too after all, and they have the money and power. … So, if that starts, you should assume the information has been leaked to them leaving off any personal names, okay”
“Well, like I said, you don’t have to do so right away, but just be prepared for it. We mercenaries are an agile bunch but Lord Dungeon Master probably isn’t, huh … oh, right, I just remembered”
“I think you probably don’t but do you know about the incident in
To begin with, how was I supposed to know, being all cooped up in the sticks like this.
Thirty thousand people. This village’s former population was fifty people, and the town mother used to take me when I was little held ten times that. I’ve never seen that much people in all my life” “Besides mercenaries, Abram has adventurers who delve into ruins and fight in a small scale. Those operate in groups of two to ten … well, not so different to small mercenary bands. They don’t only fight, but they’re jacks of all trades. There were two up-and-coming adventurer parties among those.
The other one were the wannabe mercenaries ‘Red Crows’ who were used to fighting.
“Gramps, that’s just city gossip … right? Or does it have something to do with this place?”
One day, somebody bribed a tavern boy at the tavern where the White Dogs gathered and poisoned them. Then the Red Crows came in there and killed the White Dogs right in the middle of town, at a back alley though. The thief girl leading the White Dogs was onreally bad terms with the Red Crows’ leader to begin with. “… I wish master Elliott could be as brutal as that Red Crow leader. Though that short temper that led to what happened in the city probably isn’t needed”
“So there were adventurer teams killing each other in the city. The guards won’t stay silent after that, right?”
… then, this is where you guys come in.
I had a somewhat bad feeling about this.
“Unluckily, there’s a possibility they got wind of this place from them. Even if they didn’t, you’re a dungeon relatively close by, there are some buildings left standing, and there’s nothing worse than zombies here.
After saying that much, gramps Gustav washed his throat down with ale.
Most of the White Crows died, but they kidnapped some of them and went away somewhere. It was an adventurer team with lots of women after all, and the leader was one, too… Well, it’s not really a decent story, probably”
… by the fact that gramps deliberately told me that, it must be very likely to happen.