Chapter 1

Chapter 1

Chapter 1 – The Crown Dungeon Maker Prologue At the age of five, when I graduated from junior high school, my father told me.

"The blood of the devil flows in our house."

I thought I was glad to hear this story when I was 3. I was afraid to imagine what would have happened if I had been in the middle of two.

In any case, the father showed the wisdom to show the evidence right in front of his 3-year-old son, who was struggling with whether to send his father to a mental hospital.

I still can not forget that moment.
The day when blue naturalization bloomed in the eyes of both of his father.

But fortunately or unhappy, the father had only one ability.
It was his father's explanation that human blood was blended too much and the blood thinned.

"But in the world there is something called genetic inheritance. I am so close to this, but you or your child may have some power. That's why we tell you about our family. "

The ancestral characteristics are suddenly manifested in descendants of several generations. Naturally I could not sleep that night. Because of the expectation of what kind of ability to manifest, I spent the night with a few days and a few days.

And a few days later, I was able to realize that I was not in a precocious position.
Even if it was the blood of a real devil, my father was only a boss of a local chicken house with a talent for the snow, and I was only a homestay of a neighborhood chicken house.

But five years from now. There were people who came to see me.

CHAPTER 1 – PRAYER.

The men who entered engineering college after the southern part and the remaining part were common.
The length of time that women were away was so long that they could not speak properly in front of a pretty woman.

However, Cheon Yongho. The son of a chicken house of twenty years old this year was somewhat different. I did not do it properly, but the accident itself was straight.

"I mean, the band is off?"

Yongho, sitting in a T-shirt in a boxer shorts in front of a computer, asked two people who lie beyond the monitor.
One was an elderly gray elderly man with the word "deacon" emerging at the moment of chucking, and the other was a young beauty in black suit.

The old man was not a human being at all. The skin was red all over, and between the wrinkled face and the white hair there were two little horns. I did not see it right now, but it would not be strange if I had a tail on my ass.

OK. I am a descendant of the great. One of the seven sins of the past, the noble lineage of Mammon, the devout devotee, had been cut off. How terrible and terrible is this? "
"It's not completely disconnected yet. It's because you have Chun Yong Ho. "

It was the voice of a slightly coldly submerged woman who was immediately attached to the overstretched voice of an old man who seemed to be dripping tears.
She was a silver-haired woman with soft, pale brown skin, like chocolate melted. Yongho was not an engineering student, but a beautiful woman who would turn around in the heat if he went out on the street.

Just above the ears between the ponytail and the hair tied up, there were two small horns, one with a thumb. Like the elderly, it was not a human being.

Yongho, without knowing me, turned his eyes to the woman again and turned to the old man. After deep breathing, he said his heart.

"Let's get it together again. One of the seven sins, Mammon the devil, was cut off from the lineage. The Dungeon – So dungeons without a castle will soon die. When the dungeon dies, the laborers who are assigned to the dungeon are also killed. So he came to me after searching for the descendants of Ma'amon, the son of Ka?

"Oh, you are wise. His descendants are wise and intelligent. "
The old man thrilled with his face once more thrilled. The attitude was so enthusiastic that Yongho looked suspiciously at the woman.

And, as expected, Yong Ho explained the woman in a somewhat hard tone.

"Of the existing descendants, Chun Yong-ho's blood is the strongest. And in fact … … "
Actually,
"It is only Chun Yong-ho who has the power to come up to the position of Caesar."

It did not make sense that only one of the descendants of Mammon was left alone. Right now, Yongho himself was alive and well.

'Once you get convinced.'

Only Yongho himself is a talented person who can come to the position of Caesar among his descendants. So I searched for this – I have been kidnapped.
Yongho did not doubt the fact that the two people in front of him were 'Asmodians' or 'Demons'. Suddenly, in the middle of the room, they were the ones that appeared in the blue portals that you saw in the game.

In addition, when Yongho was drowsy, he was moved to the room where he was first seen.
The computer and desk were still there, but not the rest. There were only two people in front of me in a dull room made of stone.

Yongho tried to stay calm.
It was clear that when he was a child, he would have reacted suddenly if he had not told his family that the blood of the devil was flowing. Whether it screams in fear, or does not make you crazy, please send it home.

Yongho took a deep breath again. I had to keep my mind up.

'I've already been dragged.'
The horse was doing well, but Yongho himself had been brought to an unknown space. Maybe this place was already known as the 'Dungeon of the Devil'. No, it seemed like it was fitting to look at a squared square with no shades.

What if I say that I will not go to Caesar here?
If there is no Caesar, the dungeon dies, and if the dungeon dies, the laborers who are subordinated to the dungeon die.

If this story was also true, it was a matter of life for two people in front of me. There was no way to make an extreme choice.

Descendant of the devil.
The ruler dominates the dungeon.
It was clear that it would be unconditional if it was five years ago. Yongho himself at that time was totally absorbed in the fact that he was a descendant of the devil himself.
But now my hair is thick enough to be thick. To be honest, it was the same as having a strange fantasy in the Devil, but there were a few more conditions attached to it.

"Can I go back?"
EXAMPLES
"Can I go back to my home even though I'm in California? Sometimes I go on vacation or something like that. "

The old man, who was embarrassed by the explanation of Yongho, panted Ando's breath. The woman said.

"That's enough. And… Because of human blood, he can not stay in the magic circle all year round. Sometimes we have to take over the air. "

I can go home.
Moreover, there was no reason for them to withdraw their own back home as they say.

Yongho rolled his eyes again. The elderly man was nervous, and the silver-haired woman also adhered to a hard look, but his eyes were not so worried. If I could not ask for the Caesar, I did not feel lied to die.

Descendant of the devil.
Perhaps the desire long since the middle of three might have been done now.

'Is it a positive thought?'

There were two 'Asmodians' who had already been brought to a strange world and had to live a life of time when they could not ask for Caesar. There was, in fact, only one choice that could be made in this situation.

The way to go anyway. If so, it was a specification to be drawn.
If Lee is the seat of the king, he will walk on his feet.

the filtering element. Let's go to the office. "

In the cool declaration of Yong Ho, the elderly person in the elderly poured tears over whether he was thrilled. The silver-haired woman also raised her hand on her chest and poured relief into her breath several times.

I was laughing at the images of two people who were so human.

Yeah, it's a big deal that you're in a state of calamity. Yongho himself is a descendant of the devil!

The days when I thought so were also in Yongho.

Yongho was sitting on the "king's throne" with a stupid face. It was a stone throne that was just a rustle without any decoration.
The room of the king's room was also desolate. The drab room was just stone, ceiling, floor and wall. The old, old red carpet, which lies between the throne and the door, adds to the 'color' in the room. There was no window, of course.

"How did the former sergeant die?"
"You felt disgusted by the fact that you did not receive an invitation to the feast of the devils, and you were self-righteous."

Mammon's family was ruined.
No, exactly speaking, it was not completely ruined, it was just before it was about to fall. I do not know what the difference is between them.

There were many devotees in the "Magi". There were about dozens of them, but all of them had their own dungeons, and every few years it seemed to be gathered at the place called 'The Feast of the Devils'.

One of the seven sins of the past, the honor of being a descendant of Mammon, one of the Seven Great Kings, was also an old saying.
Mammon, who had been in decline, was only a subject of contempt and contempt among the devils. At the most, it should not be like that, but it is a symbol of the teacher.

The dungeon, which was unnecessarily wide, was just before the collapse, and there was no laborer to manage.

At present, the dungeon of the dungeon was sweaty in front of the eyes, and the only escape knight 'catarina' and the elder gentleman 'Ely Goss' who could not see where he went.

Catharina's explanation was that when the former chaplain died, the other chaplains either moved to other dungeons or became wandering ministers.

Yongho decided to think positively.

In the heart of the great Maemon, the descendants of the prince and the pride of living in one of the longevity and Yongho himself was different. Did not you know for the first time that the ancestor was Mammon, one of the seven sins?
So I did not feel disgusted by the fact that I could not participate in the feast of the devil, and of course there was no such thing as self-sacrifice.

Of course, I had to give up some of the delusions I had hoped for in the fact that I was the king, but it was not that far. Yongho himself felt that he was familiar with the status of 'neighborhood chicken' s homemaker ',' comic and freshman '

When the reaction of Yongho was more moderate than thought, Katarina took a deep breath of relief that seemed to be deep in the heart.

'At first I thought it was a cool and talented writer.'

Maybe I should not just go to bed, but I will not die.
Yongho, who erased the negative thoughts by asking her questions, asked Katarina.

"So what is Eligos?"

When Yongho said that he would come to the position of Caesar, he liked to live long and long before he disappeared. Katarina explained with a tongued voice.

"I went out to greet the dungeon merchant. You need the help of a dungeon merchant to come to a true position. "
“Oh, What is that? "

Do you need the help of a dungeon merchant to go to Caesar?
Do you mean that you should buy something like a dungeon ticket from a dungeon merchant?
As Katarina read the words of Yongho, he shook his head.

"In order to be the master of the dungeon, you must be aware of the incarnation of the incumbent, the owner of the former or other dungeon. But as you know, Mamon is … … "
"Chaplain committed suicide, there is no cabin to invite?"

Catherine replied, instead of the answer. The more she looked, the more she looked like her.

"Is it also a dungeon merchant?"

We asked with a little fatigue. Katarina said with a few peeps of his lips, looking at Yoon 's eyes.

"It does not. o . . . I am afraid that the ceremonies of the Chirrasil Caesar are somewhat informal today. "

I was worried that Yong-ho would be going to beat Ka-seo when I saw his hands and feet clenched and worried.

'At least I will not be killed by Katarina or Eligos.'

This time, finding a positive part, Yongho made a rotten smile. Maybe it was more likely that the owner of the chicken house and the owner of the chicken house of the future were more promising than Mammon's.

"It seems to have come."

Katarina who looked up the notice of Yongho nervously became a flower. As soon as Katarina had finished talking about what he felt like, the door opened wide.

Chapter 1 – The End of the Day