In the trap room with the weak hot spring, place a chair in the center furthest from the entrance.

    Take off the gown.

    Instead of just sitting on a wooden chair, take off your gown and hang it on the chair like a cushion and sit on it.

    After taking off the gown, I was naked.

    Although he is naked, he does not cross his legs and cover his cock.

    But it will cover your dick.

    This is not because showing one’s dick is embarrassing, but because it is a strategic choice.

    Sreuk.

    Place the towel brought from the teaching assistant’s room over your lower body.

    Just like when men cover their lower bodies in a sauna as a courtesy, they roughly place a towel on either side of their thighs to regulate their breathing.

    “Ha.”

    The cock is firmly erect.

    It stands tall enough to make its presence visible even above the towel, and shows no signs of sinking.

    ‘In fact, is this the last time I can handle it calmly?’

    I’ve already cummed inside Eris three times.

    Once in the bathtub, once on the bed while fucking like a dog, and once and finally while kissing Eris in the face-to-face position.

    And immediately after the incident, Silverite broke into the dungeon.

    If you die from now on, you will have to cum again when Silverite invades to renew it.

    What if I die without being able to renew?

    -In fact, save points do not evaporate.

    I could go back to the last time I cummed, saying that everything I’ve done so far has been an asshole.

    ‘Optimism.’

    Life is finite.

    Vaginal return is not invincible, and I can only judge it based on the information I have found.

    -Oh, that’s a pity~ That’s why you should have cummed in a virgin’s pussy before searching~

    What if I die without renewing my vagina?

    What if that’s the end of my life?

    ‘That’s right.’

    My intuition is warning me.

    Don’t be optimistic.

    Whenever I thought, ‘This is going to suck,’ it was always a fucking moment.

    It’s a story in the realm of premonitions or intuition, but even though I’ve been angry because I ignored the premonitions, the premonitions themselves have never been wrong.

    ‘I look forward to winning no matter what.’

    Right here, in the trap room with the weak hot springs.

    “Wow….”

    Take control of your breathing.

    All that is around is a ‘boiling’ weak hot spring at the bottom.

    ‘This is enough.’

    Leaving Eris in Lilith’s care and ordering her to wait quietly, I asked her to cast just one spell and sent her back to the instructor’s office.

    Bubble bubble.

    Steam rises.

    Hot heat flows out from below, like a sauna.

    When you go to a hot spring, your body will naturally feel hot, as if you entered a separate sauna next to it.

    Don’t you think you should take a sauna before you die?

    ‘No way.’

    This is my winning move.

    It is the optimal logic based on previous conversations and information, and the information I have grasped.

    Both as a teaching assistant and as a human being.

    “Eris Albatea.”

    Speak quietly.

    “Eris, Albatea.”

    I raise my voice slightly more than before and speak clearly, deliberately breaking the silence.

    “What you’re looking for is Eris Albatea, right?”

    Sigh.

    The door opens.

    High elf Silverit opened the door and looked at me, holding an Auror sword without a drop of blood on it.

    “Ugh…!”

    Silverite frowns.

    The steam that had filled the room escapes through the open door.

    “It’s cold, so I close the door and come in. I’m sweating leisurely for the first time in a while.”

    “……What are you?”

    “Mine, Azazel Dandelion.”

    I slowly motioned for them to come inside and straightened my back.

    “He is responsible for the captive Eris Albatea.”

    “…….”

    “Be careful. As soon as I die, the woman you are looking for will die.”

    I pointed to my neck.

    “If I die, the explosion magic on this necklace will activate. Eris also has this necklace around her neck.”

    “…….”

    “So, please quietly close the door and come in. Forest girl.”

    “…….”

    Silverite still didn’t let go of his wary expression.

    “Where is Eris?”

    But she came in, closing the door.

    While looking at me, I looked left and right to see if there were any traps in the room.

    “…….”

    “Are you curious about what this room is? Nothing much. It’s just a hot spring.”

    “……Are you saying you want to take a hot spring bath before you die?”

    “It may be a hot spring, but it is also a battlefield where I can fight best.”

    Battlefield.

    Yes, this is a fight.

    He just fights in his trainer Azazel’s way.

    “Silverite. Orc slayer. High elf. S-class adventurer.”

    “Okay. I know it well. A traitor with the mark of a demon despite being human.”

    “Betrayal, betrayal…. Hehe.”

    The victory condition is to run out of time.

    “Who do you think was betrayed?”

    “What?”

    In order to take time, you need to create a situation that makes Silverit suspicious.

    “Count Albatea asked you to save Eris, right?”

    “…….”

    An obvious analogy.

    But if you say something so obviously, it will seem like there is something there.

    “You are the teacher who once taught Erisi, and you have come to rescue ‘Erisi.’ Right?”

    “……!!”

    But the moment any information enters here, the situation changes.

    “…….”

    “You called Eris Erishi. Even now, if I met him, I would still call him that.”

    “……What are you?”

    Silverite is Eris’ teacher.

    That is information that even demons can find out through intelligence.

    But do you even know his nickname?

    “Main Azazel Dandelion. Responsible for negotiating the liberation of human prisoners from the Vampire Legion – Bloodthirsters.”

    “…….”

    Although this is an alumni book answer, it reveals my position by revealing what position I hold in this corps.

    In reality, there is no such position.

    “Be at ease. Eris is alive. Not yet.”

    “What did you do to that child?”

    “What did you do?”

    “This bastard…!”

    It was a much more hostile atmosphere than the previous two conversations, but I was confident.

    “Calm down, lady. There’s nothing to be so angry about. I was just curious about what kind of prejudice Lady had against our Demon King Army.”

    “What?”

    “What did you think when I asked you?”

    now.

    “Sad. It’s a shame to judge it as the devil’s army. Prejudice, prejudice.”

    “Ha. Did you say it was prejudice?”

    “Yes.”

    The conversation is going better now than the previous two meetings.

    “The Vampire Legion pulls out hearts, the Demon Beast Legion captures and eats prisoners, the Command Legion turns prisoners into undead and uses them as soldiers, and the Demon Legion makes humans slaves and plays with them like toys.”

    It’s still the same now.

    It’s not prejudice, it’s fact.

    “I hope you at least look at our vampire army from a slightly different perspective.”

    “…After killing the adventurers like that?”

    “They were prepared to die from the moment they came here. We showed them a way to live. But they just didn’t meet the requirements.”

    “Way to live?”

    “Yes.”

    I made a ring shape with my fingers so that the elf could see.

    “Money.”

    “…….”

    “Jake Gilbert. I demanded a million gold from Baron Gilberte’s illegitimate son.”

    This is a public fact that has probably spread throughout the territory.

    “Unfortunately, Baron Gilberte did not respond to the deal. Rather, they wanted to confront us.”

    I take a quick peek.

    Even though I won the match this time, I gather information to prepare for the unexpected ‘next time’.

    “……If they had made a deal with demons, I would have taken the initiative to deal with it.”

    thank god.

    Baron Gilberte was a cautious person who did not get caught by an S-class adventurer.

    “Okay. So Jake Gilbert was killed. Negotiations have collapsed, so the only option is to kill the hostages.”

    “…….”

    Silverite frowns.

    As if thinking about something, as if remembering something.

    “……No way.”

    “Eris Albatea is alive.”

    “Wait.”

    Silverite stretched out her hand to interrupt me.

    “Surely she negotiated with you?”

    “…….”

    she.

    Negotiation.

    “Who are you talking about?”

    “Don’t act like a fool! Eris…I’m talking about her mother, Countess Albatea!”

    That’s not what I said.

    This is what Silverit said directly.

    “……Hehehe.”

    Clap clap.

    Smile lowly and clap your hands lightly.

    “That’s the correct answer, forest maiden.”

    We negotiated with the Count of Albatea.

    “No parent can beat their child. Elves are like that too, but parents are the ones who lose half of their sense of reason in front of their children.”

    correction.

    I plan to do it.

    “No decision has been made yet on the price for Eris’ life.”

    Because no negotiations took place.

    “But you dispatch a rescue team like this while pretending to negotiate? Tsk.”

    If you ask the person involved, they will be aggrieved and say, ‘What do you mean by negotiation?’

    “Eris Albatea is alive. At least until now.”

    I raised one hand and touched the red gem in the center of the necklace.

    “To be honest, I don’t know what judgment I should make right now. Did Count Albatea break off the negotiations and betray you, or did you come here before he even contacted him?”

    “……..”

    “Am I too paranoid?”

    You may say it’s an afterthought, but in situations like this, you have to say something that you think the other person would use, so that your thoughts are more clearly embedded in the other person’s perception.

    “Did you come to save Eris, or did you come to kill her?”

    “…….”

    I have no choice but to remain silent.

    “Well, it doesn’t matter.”

    “What?”

    To buy more time and gather information.

    “There is no need to negotiate with Count Albatea.”

    “…….”

    “Forest Maiden, Lady Silverite. That’s good. I wanted to talk to the high elf, but I was able to talk to such a beautiful woman.”

    Relieving the tense atmosphere, I took a deep breath.

    “Would you like to talk over a cup of tea? Or… relaxing in a hot spring and taking a bath?”

    “…….”

    “Isn’t it to that extent? Well then, let’s just take a breather and listen to the story.”

    While breathing.

    The moment you become aware of breathing, you will eventually do it even if you try not to do it.

    “Perhaps.”

    This is the weak hot spring room.

    “Do the elves intend to join hands with the vampire army?”

    Due to the heat magic applied to the hot spring, steam from the hot spring continues to rise from below, filling the room like a sauna.

    “Mutual non-aggression. They make a secret pact to prevent each other from shedding blood.”

    “…….”

    “To be honest, we are not in a situation to increase our enemies right now.”

    Silverite is.

    “……What are you talking about?”

    I pricked up my ears and swallowed my saliva.

    No worries.

    Steam continues to rise.

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