The Dungeon Master's
Chapter 220 - Debate
"So the Salvation attack has now stopped?!" I asked Arlond in a loud voice.
Given how greedy Chris was, I never thought it would happen.
"Yes. I was also confused about it myself. Therefore, right now I am still focused on strengthening the defense while forming a special army of 200 people including myself and the heroes of Farna. That special force I'm gonna lead myself to stab Salvation in the heart of Reinard." Obviously Arlond is long.
Honestly, the plan was very interesting. If Arlond is able to take over Salvation completely, then my advantage in the game world will increase drastically!
Of course, there is never any harm in increasing profits.
But nevertheless....
"Wait, Arlond. However, this Salvation movement is very strange. Those who from the beginning immediately launched a crazy attack but are now silent? I feel like this is a trap." My reply to Arlond.
"But this is an opportunity to give a counterattack, Erik! It might even be the only chance!" Shouted Arlond in a loud voice.
After a few moments of debate and discussion, in the end we both agreed with the plan to attack the Salvation Capital, Reinard.
However, there was a change in plans that the preparation of special forces should be done carefully in the Treasure Dungeon. Not only that, the number of troops formed also became 1,000 people.
Basically, the war that occurred this time was a war with the Kingdom of Farna as the defending party.
Coupled with Alice's ability to appear in various places at will, surviving is the best way to win this battle until Salvation runs out of troops and resources.
If you have the rest of the power to attack, then only a small portion of the troops who depart are special forces that will soon be trained.
Once both sides were satisfied, we decided to disconnect the call and get back to rest.
...***...
A few days later....
In one place, there was a large crowd of journalists.
Everyone seemed busy taking pictures and recording whatever a man would say in front of him.
The man had a distinctive appearance like a Samurai. With hair that is quite long and tied a ponytail, as well as Japanese clothing that further clarifies his identity.
"Miyamoto! What do you think about the preliminary match to enter the next quarter-final? More precisely, what do you think of this opponent of yours named Eric?" Asked one of the reporters while thrusting his Mic towards Miyamoto.
Hearing the question, Miyamoto did not appear to show any expression. However, his eyes began to slowly glance at the camera.
"Eric huh? I'll finish him off with all my might." Miyamoto replied with a very firm voice.
However, the answer was not at all satisfactory for all journalists who were interviewing him.
They want a more definite and sensational answer.
Therefore, they pushed Miyamoto a little further. All of that in order to get a news headline that will sell.
"more precisely.... How are you going to handle the shield Skill from that strange crystal? Because from the beginning Eric fought, not a single person could break through the defense of that strange shield." Asked one of the reporters in a pretty provoking tone.
Miyamoto also ate up the provocation and immediately answered it out loud.
"excused it? Wh-wh-what for? Just attack the unprotected part of the thin glass shield." Miyamoto replied in a condescending tone.
"Thin glass shields?"
The question instantly came from the minds of all the reporters present.
How not. Although it resembled glass, the shield issued by Eric was extremely hard and was even able to withstand Unique Skill: Extermination Ray which was known to have the greatest damage of all types of magic.
Therefore, Miyamoto's statement slightly confused everyone present.
As if he wanted to clarify everything immediately, Miyamoto immediately returned to talking.
"This ability to stand out far exceeds all the opponents Eric has faced. Of course, with the support of the Legendary Katana I obtained from a secret mission, I was very confident of being able to break through that thin shield."
That's....
The most anticipated statement by journalists. Armed with just a few sentences, all the journalists who interviewed Miyamoto are now enjoying the best-selling news sales in the history of his life.
Meanwhile....
"Uh.... I don't know what to comment but.... I wish I could fight as best I could."
That was the only sentence that came out of my mouth at the time some reporter interviewed me.
Soon after, I went to my hotel and laid my body all night.
"Tomorrow's match against those samurai huh? I don't know if I can win but.... I'll try." I said to myself.
'Lunches!'
There was a door open from one corner of the room. More precisely, the bathroom door.
Behind the door was a girl who had just finished washing her body. Even all of that is clearly illustrated by his appearance which is currently only wrapped in a fairly large white towel.
"Are you home, Erik?" Elin asked as she continued to wipe her still slightly wet hair with a small towel.
"Yes, just now." My reply was short while returning to my body.
To be honest, even as her husband, I rarely saw Elin who had just finished bathing. And that thing....
"Why do you look so beautiful today, Elin." I said as I touched her cheek.
Elin just stared at me with her sweet smile. Without a word coming out of her little lips, she kissed me slowly.
Of course, as an understanding husband I returned the kiss by tightly hugging his body.
Time passed by and the two of us shared love. Eventually, Elin began to speak.
"Erics.... Promise me one thing...."
After a while filled with silence, Elin then continued her words.
"promise.... Don't leave me alone.... I can't live without you anymore, Erik."
I laughed a little at Elin's strange request.
"Buahaha! What the hell are you saying? Where am I going Elin?" I asked in a mocking tone.
"You-you! Elementary.... When I'm really worried about losing you!"
"Ouch! Oi! It hurts! Stop pulling my hair!"
Elin kept pulling my hair full of annoyance.
"If you don't tell me what really happened then I'll never know!" I yelled annoyed while pulling Elin's hand which even now still grabbed my hair.
Without thinking, Elin actually answered my question.
"Aren't you.... Too close to Lisa lately? Youknew.... I'm pretty scared if you...."
"Are you about that? Don't you also know that I'm with Lisa just discussing work?"
"But...."
In the end, I also had to give a deep explanation to ease the flames of jealousy.
Not a problem for me, because in fact I've been with Lisa a lot lately.
Time passed and the interrogation continued.
After quite a debate, Elin finally accepted the fact that Lisa and I did not have any relationship.
However, he made the condition that during the International Competition, whenever I had to work with Lisa, Elin had to be present.
Honestly, I can't understand what his real wish is to apply for that strange condition.
But as a man, I can only accept it to make Elin happy.
After the negotiations ended to the satisfaction of both parties, I immediately changed the topic of conversation not with words.
Except....
'Sreeayett!'
I pulled the towel that still wraps around Elin's white and smooth body.
"Eh?! What are you doing Erik?" Elin asked with a surprised face.
"Kufeng.... You think you survived after forcing me to go through interrogation sessions that long? Now you have to suffer the consequences!"
Of course, Elin seemed happy even though I acted as if I was about to prey on her tiny body.
...***...
...Morning Day...
...International Competition Stadium...
Elin and I left together this morning. At the moment we are in one of the hallways leading into the stadium.
Behind the two of us, it was clearly the figure of Lisa and also Rendy who followed us while keeping a little distance.
Amidst the silence of the atmosphere of the journey into this stadium, I raised a question to Elin. Not a big thing, but I'm just a little worried about him being in a position of disadvantage against that opponent.
"Elin are you ready for today's game? If it's not wrong, you'll fight against Inspiration, right?" My question's short.
"of course. Breaking through his defense was indeed quite difficult. But I could slowly attack the unprotected part of the thick armor." Reply Elin with her arrogant face that is so distinctive. Not to forget, he also put on a sweet smile.
"It's good that way."
"What about you, Erik? Miyamoto is one of the strongest players at the moment since joining Angie's group, along with Ilham. In all previous matches, he was able to slash his opponent's neck and become a winner within 3 seconds.
Even opponents who are considered capable of defeating Miyamoto can only survive for 5 seconds. The speed of Katana's withdrawal as well as her movements were extremely typing, especially for a Witch like you." Ask Elin at length.
But I only returned with a smile.
"Ah about that? Just look forward. I've prepared a plan to deal with Miyamoto's deadly slash."