The Dungeon Master's
Chapter 276 - Bad News

"Hmm? What's this notification?" Eric is currently in discussions with William at the Weltia Palace.

"Squeaky. I've never seen a notification like this before." Reply William while putting on a confused face.

At this time, Eric was discussing the mutually beneficial cooperation between the two.

It is based on one thing.

That Merchant Federation was too powerful for Eric and the entire Origin Dungeon at the moment.

'This fucking william.... I can't believe the power behind a Federation of Traders of this magnitude.' Eric said as he looked around.

With the ability [Clairvoyance] that comes from his Oracle Staff it makes Eric know how terrible William's troops are.

Even so, thanks to Eric's previous ingenuity makes William much more cautious than usual. That's what made William want to accept this partnership.

"Are we going to continue this business?" William asked Eric who was silent.

"of course. So what do you think?"

"The profit share of 50:50 is quite reasonable for me. But how can you do that? Asking even the King who was considered a genius to sell his goods to the Merchant Federation? Even split half the profits?" William asked in confusion.

Eric who heard the question could only smile as he obtained another chance to show his influence.

"The idea of making the potion is from me. Besides, King Arlond owes me money for saving the port of Tortuga."

William could only widen his eyes after hearing Eric's reply.

'I thought working with this guy was the best option. If only he could really influence the King of Arlond to sell the Potions made by the Kingdom of Farna here, then it was likely that Eric had a greater influence in the Kingdom of Farna.' William thought while watching Eric.

After a moment of thought, William finally extended his right hand.

"I agree to this trade contract. I look forward to the great benefits of this contract."

Eric immediately shook William's right hand while replying.

"I also expect great profits. Now, if you'll excuse me."

Eric left the palace immediately.

William and the top officials of the Merchant Federation could only look at the figure of Eric who gradually began to move away.

"So it was the Great Witch? Rose, what's the level?" William asked without looking.

"Yes, Milord. Eric currently has a level of 324. The level increase has been really terrible since that international competition." Reply Rose who appeared from behind that dark room.

"So that's why he immediately turned off his Leaderboard feature huh? Elementary.... These Unofficial Rankers mushroomed into various places. Worse yet their levels are so terrible." William said to himself.

In the end, he was grateful to be able to make peace with Eric. Given its monster-sized level and its mountain-high reputation it could have wiped out a city by itself.

"What should we do now?" Ask Rose again.

"We just need to be kind and careful. More importantly, did you already know the figure who took the castle before?"

"Sorry, but we can't find any trace of him."

"Who are the two of them? And what's the purpose?"

...***...

...7 August 2074...

...The Doran Kingdom...

Aamori who was walking along with Valis on the beach was shocked by the presence of the figure of 5 Fire Draconics who appeared before them.

"Hmm? Valis, why is your friend here?" Aamori asked in confusion.

Without answering, Valis immediately knelt down and begged for mercy.

"I'm sorry for my low self for helping her accomplish this mission!" Shouted Valis while lowering his head.

But a man with a half-dragon body ignored Valis' words and walked over to Aamori.

"The mission is over. His Majesty asked us to take you to see him immediately." Said the man while giving a respectful attitude to Aamori.

Aamori and Valis were confused by this incident. Because they have been on this mission for several years in the world of Re:Life and just found 2 of the 5 relics of Arroth.

Hear that the mission is over? It was far beyond the expectations of the two of them.

"What's going on? Did I fail?" Aamori asked with a sharp look.

But the man in front of him immediately denied Aamori's words.

"No. But three of the five supposedly hidden artifacts had been stolen a few days ago. Therefore His Majesty ordered us to immediately secure the invited guests."

"uh? Stolen? In such a short time? Who could do that? Anyway, how do I...."

When Aamori had not finished his words, he saw something very terrible in the South.

A flash of red-colored light that lit up so brightly that it pierced through the sky.

The light that lasted for a few seconds grabbed everyone's attention.

"It seems we're late." Said the Draconics Man who was in front of Aamori.

"Too late? Wh-wh-what for? What light is that?"

"Come with us. Whatever happens, you can't die. I'll explain it during the trip."

The man immediately raised Aamori's body and carried her flying into the sky.

So did the other four Fire Draconics. The valis who had no idea what had just happened decided to follow them all and started flapping his wings.

Their purpose? A line of Mountains on the outermost side of the Northern Region's Avertian Empire.

Inside the mountain range is an early dragon temple built by its devotees.

Ancient Fire Dragon Temple, Arroth.

...***...

...The Farna Kingdom...

"Buahaha! Don't get too excited like that! Remember position! You're just a fire lizard! It's inappropriate to challenge a God of Destruction like myself!" Abaddon shouted very haughtily while still sitting on his throne.

In front of him was the figure of a woman with long, fiery red hair. Most of his body was covered by golden red scales.

On his back was a pair of red-colored wings. Its tail which was quite long with thick scales did not look much moving.

His red-colored equipment with golden ornaments was unable to cover the flames burning on most of his body.

"Low-devil like you dares to interrupt my plans? Give me back three of my artifacts before I scorch this place." Said the Dragon Woman.

The six Devils under Arroth seemed to be on standby against the figure before them.

"My lord, isn't this a little dangerous? I hear ancient dragons are even capable of...."

"No to me. They're nothing but trash who don't even have the right to see my majesty." Abaddon's words cut off Lilith's words. He was seen starting to stand up from his throne and walking slowly closer to the Dragon Woman.

"You...."

"Try it if you can, fire lizard. Aaah, that's right. If only you had used your true form.... Maybe you can hold out for 2 minutes against me?" Abaddon said with a look that was so demeaning to anyone in front of him.

The dragon woman also hardened her sharp claws. He quickly swung it towards Abaddon.

Five incisions with heat that could melt even this palace of death....

'BLAAAAAAABYARRRR!!!'

All were held in front of Abaddon. Even so, everything in front of him melted to nothing.

"Haha! What was? Is this the only strength of that ancient dragon figure named Arroth?! Too bad even my old self can beat you so easily!" Reply Abaddon while pointing his left hand forward.

In a soft voice, he began to speak to himself.

"Summon.... The Death Dragon."

Although the voice was very difficult to hear, the Dragon Woman who was none other than Arroth heard it very clearly.

Shortly before Abaddon finished his chant to summon the dragon of death, Arroth quickly shot towards Abaddon. His right hand which had extremely sharp and sturdy claws was pointing right at Abaddon's neck.

Abaddon who saw that only smiled arrogantly. He thought that his magic shield was able to withstand anything that might come attacking him.

But at that moment....

'Yaharrrrr!!!'

"Did?"

Abaddon was surprised to see Arroth easily penetrate his sturdy magic shield with his bare hands.

'Sreeet! Alaaarrrr!!!'

Arroth quickly smashes Abaddon's body while strangling him with all his might to the ground. The blow made the entire palace crumble not only because of its power, but also the temperature that was so hot from Arroth's existence.

"Kuugghh! Sia....."

Without forgiving, Arroth immediately strengthened his strangulation and increased the fire in his right hand.

Abaddon is seen thrashing trying to survive the attack Arroth so ferocious.

As for the sixth Devil servant Abaddon? They were unable to even get close because of the temperature that could melt the iron.

Amidst Abaddon's life-and-death struggle, Arroth begins to speak.

"I'll make things clear, lowly Devil. Give me back three of my artifacts or I'll kill you here. Honestly, I don't care at all about the destruction of the world you mean as long as it doesn't bother me, my people, and my plans. Think about it carefully because I'm really gonna kill you here."

Abaddon who looked so agonized and begged for forgiveness could only thrash around trying to release Arroth's grip.

But suddenly....

"Smoke!" Shouted Abaddon while giving such a satisfied smile.

'Kraaaaak! Traaaass!'s!'

With just a light pull, Abaddon was able to break Arroth's hand very easily.

'Bruk!'

He threw it deep on the ground while kicking Arroth very strongly in his stomach. A large hole was seen in Arroth's stomach.

"Kuuggh...."

Now, Arroth begins to be covered in blood from just two simple attacks of Abaddon.

"Haha! How funny! How funny! Does smashing that thin shield make you confident? I'm just playing with you." Abaddon said with a satisfied laugh and walked slowly closer to Arroth.

"You-you.... Don't say...."

"That's right! I'm immortal! But what a pity, your attack just now wasn't even able to wipe out one of my thirteen lives. In other words...."

Arroth who was aware of the current situation immediately shot up as fast as lightning past Abaddon. First he darted towards where the piece of his hand was. Soon after, he spread his wings and flew as far as possible.

Without a word....

"Aaah run away.... When it comes to speed I'm a little bit inferior to that lizard. Well, it doesn't matter. At least I have eliminated one of the most troublesome opponents for me in this world. If only the lizard would dispose of his pride that would not wear the artifact...."

Abaddon doesn't seem to be smiling right now. Unlike usual who had smiled widely or laughed out loud.

His right hand is seen holding his neck that has melted.

'That's right. Killed me twice with just that grip? You really are a monster, Arroth. Thank goodness you were the first to be scared even because of my lies.'

With those words in his heart, Abaddon immediately returned to the ruined palace. Prepare to build up the power of the death army as well as expand the land of his death.

Of course, to harvest the soul of a human for the sake of strengthening itself.