Reject Humanity, Return to Monke

Chapter 52 - Monke Rests

The Dungeon Core Room was automatically relocated to the second floor, and because of this, the passageway that was created for the Dungeon Master's convenience now has stairs.

A minor detail, but I must say, the stairs are goddamn long… If it takes me about 2 minutes to reach the end of the stairs, how deep is the second floor then?

Questions for later, but for now, I must redecorate the first floor, and by that, I mean turning the Mine area into a Forest area, and merging it with the giant Forest area that was disconnected from the other Forest area where the humans and demi-humans are currently living.

And I'm not touching the Poison Swamp area. That area will stay there until I can create a small town in the Forest area with my monsters.

On the second floor, however, I'll be turning 3 rooms into Mine areas and merging them, and the rest will be defensive biomes, such as lava room, or a fucking blizzard room.

"Domino, are the mobs done taking the loot from the corpses?" I asked from the comfort of my hammock.

I am currently resting from my massive MP drain with the pseudo Thundergod mode. System or not, I still feel fatigue… I wonder if MP is also connected with stamina…?

"Yes… Goblins now… Protected with armor…" Domino replied while watching the various goblins try out the still good armor they pried off the corpses of the soldiers.

"Excellent." I grinned while my eyes were closed. "How about the weapons? Are they distributed well?"

"Affirmative… All kobolds have… Standard issue weapons… Ranging from spears… to swords…" Domino flicked her hand as she dismissed the holographic screen in front of her as she approached me resting on the hammock. "The rest are… Given to goblins…"

She grabbed onto my arm hanging from the side as she climbed up and placed her tiny body on my stomach. She then curled into a ball as she laid her head on my chest.

I brought my arm back and stroked her hair, with Domino pushing herself into my touch. I smiled and continued on stroking her hair and patting her head.

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~ Third Person POV ~

"What do you mean the commanding officer leading the assault against that vile Dungeon Master is dead!?"

"S-sir…! We were separated from the commanding officer due to a heinous trap, sir! And he didn't come back after about 3 hours of waiting, sir!"

Crashing sounds were then heard across the room as the fat man in front of the nervous soldier threw down various cups, plates, food, and other things to the ground, and to the nervous soldier.

"Arrgghh!!!" The fat man slammed his arm on the desk, a vein threatening to burst from his head due to the anger he felt. "Incompetent commoners! Gather some Hunters and issue an urgent subjugation quest. No Hunter is allowed to refuse the quest! You already know what happens when they refuse."

"Y-yes, sir!" The nervous soldier saluted with his back straight.

"Good, now get the hell out of my sight!" The fat man slammed his arm against the desk one more time, prompting the soldier to salute and get the hell out of the messy room. "Maids! Clean all this filth up!"

Three maids entered the room with brooms, mops, and buckets, their facial expressions glued into an expressionless mask.

"Grr… Incompetent commoners… They should be lucky they get to serve the nobles with their lives…"

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"Luke, I trust you can guide our children towards Jionni's Dungeon?"

"Yes, sir. I will protect them, even if it costs my life."

"That's my friend." Bentley smiled grimly at Luke, who was garbed in commoner's clothing with a sword hanging on his waist.

"Indeed… I guess, this is goodbye…?" Luke frowned sadly at Bentley's fate.

"I'm afraid it is, old friend…" Bentley sat back down on the stool in his office, or in his head, his prison. "With the Human faction of the civil war already taking 80% of the Arcelon Kingdom, it is only a matter of time when they issue the execution of all opposing parties…"

"Are you sure you don't want to come with…?"

"No, I refuse to tarnish my pride as a noble. If I am to die, then I will die with honor." Bentley said with force, surprising Luke with his determination.

"Heh, well then Bentley Shaiydon, may Inphion, Goddess of Death show mercy to you, and your wife for the trials to come." Luke chuckled sadly as he hefted his bag up and opened the door, revealing two children with anxious expressions on their faces.

"Come on, time to go." Luke said to the two children, who nodded solemnly as they glanced one last time at their father, who gave them a peaceful smile.

"When the time comes, Aubert, may you lead your own territory with dignity."

Aubert stood still, before a feeling of determination rose within his body. Steeling his face for the future, he turned one last time to his father.

"I will."

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Merethyl opened her eyes, the blinding light causing her to squint her eyes as she tried to rummage around for anything pertaining to her current surroundings.

She felt soft cotton on her back, so she deduced that she was lying on a bed. Turning her head away from the light, she saw another bed with a familiar figure lying on top of it.

"Mari!" Merethyl stumbled to the ground as she tried to put some strength in her legs, only for them to give out a moment later. She then crawled, not minding her sorry and exhausted state, towards the only person that she cared about in this hell of a life.

Lifting herself up to the bed which held Mariona, she saw her stump of a right leg. She then remembered the time when they were almost raped and killed by those soldiers from the Human faction.

She grits her teeth in rage as she swears to castrate every last one of those fucking soldiers, and if it wasn't possible to castrate because of gender, then shoving up a blade through the crotch will suffice.

The sounds of a creaking door enter her ear. Glancing towards the source, she saw the reason why.

Soldiers wearing armor from the Human faction.

She snapped, and quickly casted a spell that would fire a mana arrow towards the soldier. The soldiers had no idea of the threat to their lives, and Merethyl was glad for this.

The spell done forming, an arrow made of mana flew through the tight space of the room and lodged itself into the eye of the left soldier, causing him to collapse and twitch one last time, before breathing his last.

The other soldier fell down on his ass as he saw his only fellow survivor die from a mana arrow.

Was this it? Was he going to die?

It was then that a giant, hairy beast burst into the room and glared at the elf who killed one out of two of the remaining soldiers who were left alive.

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~ First Person POV ~

Trespasser Killed: 1

Human: 1 = 50 DP, 45 EXP (invalidated) each

DP gained: 50

DP: 2645 -> 2695

… What…?