S-Class Dungeon’s Mistress - Chapter 180

Chapter 180

A moment of silence passed.

As she had anticipated, no one would dare to imagine such a method. To be precise, it was something a typical demon would never attempt out of sheer embarrassment.

The postal route was exclusively used by Shubills. Or occasionally by Shaman's Familiar used for transportation.

In the past, a thief had once infiltrated through the postal route while targeting dungeon treasures, but even that person was bombarded with every possible insult, labeled as a disgrace to their kind.

If a thief received such harsh social condemnation, how could the master of a dungeon possibly use a postal route? Especially in a war between an A-class and B-class dungeon.

Adelaide was well aware of these considerations, so she glanced anxiously at Lisianthus. He was staring with widely surprised eyes. Just as she was about to feel regret, a gentle smile bloomed across his beautiful lips.

"What a... brilliant method, Adel."

Indeed, his master. He praised her with a soft, crescent-eyed smile. Her expression brightened instantly.

"I thought this might be safer. Though I might get criticized later..."

"It's fine. If anyone dares to criticize Adel, I'll simply tear their insolent mouth apart."

"Puha, how many people do you think would do that? Probably a lot."

"However many they are, it doesn't matter. The more there are, the better example I can make of them."

His gaze was too serious to be considered a joke. A chill ran down Adelaide's spine. Was he really going to commit mass slaughter? Quickly feeling afraid, she swiftly changed the subject.

"So there are no problems? Let's go right away!"

"Yes, let's go."

The postal route was probably magically restricted to postal workers, but that would be easily lifted by Lisianthus. It was a far simpler magic compared to the spell on the fortress walls.

Following Adelaide's instructions, the Wyverns flew fiercely toward the postal route. Though there were several attacks, they disintegrated into dust with a single gesture from Lisianthus.

"Great, we've arrived!"

As they approached the route, close enough to easily land with a light leap, the Wyverns stopped mid-air, flapping their wings.

[Ganglati, our help ends here. We're going to rescue our captured comrades.]

Instead of a croaking cry, a sacred voice resonated. This was the originally agreed-upon point, so Adelaide wasn't particularly surprised and responded:

"Yes, thank you! Be careful and don't get hurt!"

The Wyvern leader nodded. Though his expression was unconfirmable from her position on his back, simply exchanging concerns warmed her heart.

Meanwhile, the other demons looked utterly bewildered, alternately staring at the Wyvern and her. "Is that really a Wyvern's voice? How can it be so beautiful?" Cereza and Juilliard exchanged astonished glances.

They wanted to ask for another confirmation, but there was no time. The demons carefully prepared to leap from the Wyvern's back.

Raham lifted Pia, and similarly, Cereza lightly carried Juilliard. Juilliard let out a whimpering sound, seemingly due to his beard getting caught, but Cereza remained expressionless.

"Alright, we're all jumping together! One, two... three!"

Adelaide firmly gripped Lisianthus's hand and leaped energetically. The Greenville demons passed through the postal route one by one.

Flash! A brilliant white light enveloped their bodies. It felt very similar to portal transportation.

When they opened their eyes again, they were inside the Los Halde dungeon. More precisely, they were suspended in mid-air.

"Eek!"

They dropped instantly. Someone screamed, but despite that, everyone landed without much trouble. The screamer, Adelaide, looked around as if nothing had happened.

The magnificent and grand interior of the castle came into view. They stood in the center of a large hall. Judging by its appearance, it seemed to be a residential space, though not the central area. Unlike Greenville, where the postal route was situated in the middle of the residential space, Los Halde was different.

Though it wasn't the central area, they had already skipped the combat zone, which significantly reduced their effort. Adelaide glanced up at Lisianthus with a look that seemed to say, "I did well, right?" He smiled prettily and nodded.

"Greenville has invaded!"

"How did they use the postal route...! Are they crazy?"

"These despicable creatures! It's a disgrace to demon-kind! Kill them!"

Soon, the Los Halde demons discovered Adelaide's group and charged. However, neither she nor Lisianthus needed to take action. There were plenty of eager demons around.

"Now it's our turn to shine!"

"I'll show off my skills...!"

Raham and Juilliard raised their weapons and took combat positions. But before they could properly advance, a demon with pink hair quickly squeezed between them and leaped forward.

Kwajik! Kwadeudeuk!

Cereza mercilessly struck down the Los Halde demons' heads with her massive hammer. Her strength was incredible, swinging something much heavier than a chunk of metal with remarkable speed. Raham and Juilliard stared blankly at the demons whose necks were broken and sent flying, then quickly joined the battle.

"Adel, I think the direction is that way."

"Yeah! Pia, stick right next to me!"

"Yes!"

Pia nodded with a determined face and glued herself to Adelaide's side. Her arm-linking was so adorable that Adelaide unconsciously smiled warmly.

Momentarily, Lisianthus and Raham shuddered. Their suspicious glances turned toward her, but Adelaide pretended to know nothing and moved forward.

The information of their presence had already spread, with Los Halde demons emerging from all directions. The proportion of high-tier demons was high, and even the mid-tier demons were exceptionally strong compared to those of the same level. A-class dungeons were indeed different.

However, the Greenville demons were no less special. Just seeing mid-tier demons like Durahan and Liche fighting on par with high-tier demons was remarkable.

"I'll break through the front!"

As enemies swarmed and blocked their path, Juilliard shouted in his own enthusiastic manner.

Before dying at age 80 and having all his soul stripped in the demon realm, he had even earned the title of Grand Magician. Weak in one-on-one combat due to low stamina, he was confident in eliminating multiple enemies at once while hiding behind a tank.

A massive energy began to boil around him, and his thin white beard fluttered magnificently. After waving his slender arms several times, he suddenly opened his eyes and stretched out his hand.

"Drago Sha Baul!"

Like a human-origin demon, he chanted a spell while casting magic. Adelaide reflexively frowned. The spell seemed familiar - it was the same one that had pierced her abdomen in the log cabin.

However, due to the caster's superior abilities, its range and destructive power were much greater. A massive flame dragon quickly flew forward, instantly engulfing the Los Halde demons.

Mid-tier demons melted without even resisting, while the high-tier ones endured but suffered significant damage.

"Keep rushing quickly!"

Adelaide swung her sword, eliminating the surviving high-tier demons.

The subsequent battle followed a similar pattern. Juilliard massacred mid-tier demons with massive spells, and Cereza assisted by crushing demons' heads. Raham diligently cleared the path while periodically checking on Pia's condition.

Explosive sounds continued outside the castle. From the energy detected, Lupinus and Bell seemed to be effectively wreaking havoc on Los Halde by moving between ground and sky.

Adelaide and Lisianthus fought without exerting much effort, preserving their energy for the eventual confrontation with Uriel.

Of course, they promptly handled any particularly troublesome opponents.

"It's... a Golem!"

"Kyaak! A Golem!"

Following Raham's cry, Adelaide let out a screech. Regardless of how strong she had become, the Golem she was facing for the first time in her life was truly massive and threatening.

"Grrr... Grrr..."

Oh my, even its voice was terrifying.

Simply due to its appearance and voice, she forgot all about maintaining her composure and was thoroughly frightened. In her defense, she recalled stories from an incubus she knew during her succubus work days about how powerful and savage Golems could be.

'They said it could tear most demons in half! If you don't find and destroy its core, it'll keep regenerating and be impossible to kill!'

Adelaide made a miserable face while gripping her sword hilt. However, as a dungeon master, she couldn't keep cowering. She seemed to resolve herself, focusing her eyes and taking a step forward.

At that exact moment, the Golem's body inexplicably collapsed.

"Eek!"

Startled, she reflexively lifted Pia and ran far away. But soon she noticed her manager, who was already holding the Golem's core while tilting his head.

"Master, what are you doing there?"

"...Oh, just stretching a bit. Let's go."

Adelaide desperately tried to maintain a calm expression while bouncing over the Golem's remains. How could Adel be so cute even in such moments? Lisianthus pondered seriously.

Feeling embarrassed, she moved faster, and soon they were near the central area. They were now just one internal portal away from the main stronghold where Uriel would be.

"Great, once we pass this section, we'll be right at the portal...!"

Adelaide called out in an unusually bright voice. But before she could finish speaking, a strange sensation enveloped her entire being.

Whoosh!

It felt like both her body and soul were being sucked downward. In an instant, her vision turned pitch black, and her head spun dizzyingly.

She frowned fiercely and opened her eyes. Gradually, her vision cleared, revealing the transformed surroundings.

Adelaide found herself standing alone in an unfamiliar space. Black stone walls, a window, and the appearance of a shabby room caught her eye. Judging from the view outside the window, she seemed to be trapped somewhere like a tower.

Those who had been with her just moments ago had vanished without a trace. Instead, a presence could be felt beyond the old wooden door. A familiar and deeply missed presence.

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