You promised to wreak havoc on the dungeon, but instead you've got Dragon Slime!

"Open up!"

He gave a low shout, gripped the leather-covered round shield tightly in his left hand, grabbed the short-handled one-handed axe in his right, and charged towards a slimy, wriggling surface slime not far away.

"puff!"

With a single axe stroke, dark green mud splattered everywhere.

The axe blade was covered in a foul-smelling slime.

"Huh? It won't spray slime?"

Walter's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately turned to the other one, lashing out with his axe again!

The second slime also split open without any resistance.

"Ha! The slimes here are just empty shells!"

Having confirmed this, Walter was brimming with confidence, charging forward with shield and axe, cutting through enemy lines as if they were melons and vegetables.

Ross and the other three followed suit, each dealing with the scattered slimes.

Soon, only one remained at the entrance, lying forlornly on the slippery ground.

"Tsk tsk, this is so boring, I'm about to doze off!"

Ross's last shred of vigilance vanished, and he casually raised his two-handed sword, ready to unleash a spectacular finishing move.

The sword had just been raised—

"Buzz!"

The slime's body suddenly began to shake violently and rapidly!

Rose instantly sensed something was wrong!

The two-handed greatsword in his hand suddenly became incredibly heavy, as if it were being gripped tightly by an invisible giant hand.

Even more terrifying, an irresistible force pulled him, and he involuntarily slid toward the trembling slime with a "whoosh"!

"Huh?! What the hell?!"

Ross screamed.

Almost simultaneously, Walter and the other three, who had been on guard nearby, also felt all the metal equipment on their bodies being suddenly attracted by an invisible magnet!

Amidst gasps of surprise, the four of them tried to stop it with their hands and feet, but to no avail. Like spinning tops on ice, they all slid over with a "whoosh," and then, with a "splat," they all stuck firmly to the slime's cold, sticky body!

"Fuck——"

Walter's voice was distorted by the pressure:

"This...it can't be the same as the Black Language Cave again, can it?!"

Everyone struggled and twisted, trying to break free from the strong stickiness.

however--

"Pfft! Pfft pfft pfft..."

The slime trembled even more violently!

Countless sharp stones and bone fragments were violently spewed out like vomit!

It slammed down on the five people who were huddled together!

"It hurts me to death!"

"Damn it! Get out of here!"

"My eyes! Ahhh..."

"Are you trying to stop me from working in this industry?!"

Ross's screams were drowned out by a sickening sound of bones cracking and dying wails.

A few seconds later, the passageway fell silent again.

Beside the stone wall, only a few pools of slowly spreading bloodstains and a few scattered, broken pieces of equipment remained.

"Wow, the effect is outstanding."

Ron smiled happily in front of the monitor.

He looked away and closed the interface.

"It seems the heretic prison is functioning quite perfectly; it can at least hold out for a few more days during the adjustment period..."

……

Tuk-tuk-tuk!

Just then, a knock sounded on the door.

“Go in,” Ron replied casually.

The old butler, Lester, pushed open the door and bowed slightly:

"Sir Ron, Miss Alyssa is outside. She says she needs to speak with you."

Ron got up and walked out of his "workshop" in the corner of the castle, where he saw Alyssa in the courtyard outside the castle.

Not long after Alyssa and Ron disappeared around the street corner, Lilith hurriedly went to Duke Cedric's mansion.

"Carolina, is Ron there?"

Lilith got straight to the point.

When Carolina saw Lilith's visit, she immediately started plotting something—

This is a great opportunity to win over Ron.

She warmly welcomed Lilith into the drawing room:

"Sister, he was just in his room keeping an eye on the dungeon."

Lilith didn't stand on ceremony and pulled Carolina to sit down, looking at her close friend with a complicated expression.

"Carolina."

She took a deep breath and decided to get straight to the point:

"Do you really want Ron to belong to you completely, to be dedicated to building your dungeon?"

Carolina paused for a moment upon hearing this, a hint of embarrassment flashing across her face as if her secret had been exposed. She awkwardly forced a smile.

"Um... Lilith, you're not... angry, are you?"

Lilith sighed, reached out, and gently ruffled Carolina's hair, just like she had when they were children.

"Silly sister, why are you angry?"

Her tone was gentle, carrying a sense of sincerity:

"Although we're not blood-to-blood, our years of friendship are no less than that of sisters."

These words were like a feather, gently scratching Carolina's heart, making her feel somewhat uneasy about the idea of ​​poaching him.

Yes, they're even closer than sisters...

Am I going too far by trying to take advantage of Lilith's right-hand woman?

Her mind was immediately in turmoil.

However, Lilith's next words caught her completely off guard.

"actually……"

Lilith's gaze was calm:

“I can give Ron to you, as long as you’re willing to pay the penalty for breaking his contract.”

"Let?" Carolina's heart skipped a beat.

Ron is so talented, how could Lilith be willing to give him up for the sake of sisterly affection?

The more magnanimous Lilith appeared, the heavier Carolina's sense of guilt became.

If I really accept it, wouldn't that mean...?

ungrateful?

Lilith saw that Carolina had her head down, her face was tense, and her fingers were unconsciously twisting the hem of her skirt, as if she was caught in a battle between her inner and outer self.

She waited a moment, then clearly and decisively gave the price:

"His penalty clause states 100 million gold coins. If you can come up with that, he's yours now."

She spoke calmly, as if she were discussing an ordinary commodity.

"One...one hundred million?!"

Carolina looked up abruptly, her eyes wide with surprise; the number far exceeded her expectations.

But then I thought, given Ron's terrifying potential recently, setting such a high penalty for breach of contract is a good way to prevent others from poaching him...

That makes sense, though.

Of course, she desperately wanted him!

If she just went to her father and begged him, Duke Cedric might not even bat an eye and would pay the bill for her.

But what about the other side?

It was the friendship with Lilith that had lasted for many years, and especially Lilith's honest and selfless "sacrifice" at this moment. In comparison, my previous little thoughts were simply too... despicable!

The more she thought about it, the more suffocated she felt.

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Finally, Carolina let out a heavy sigh, like a deflated balloon.

"elder sister."

She raised her head, her gaze clear and firm:

“He’s yours, how could I… steal someone else’s love? I won’t pay this penalty for breach of contract.”