I’m the Main Villain but the Heroines Are Obsessed With Me chapter 73

73 – 32. Sealed Dark Sword (3)

“How tedious.”

Watching the situation at the mansion, Mine Pleita let out a deep sigh.

“For how many years have I been doing this already?”

It seemed like about ten years. Since becoming a follower of Satan and receiving his mission.

The mission wasn’t particularly grand. Just guarding the Florian Mansion, now vacant due to a catastrophe. That’s all it was.

“Just relax as usual. If intruders come in, just stop them.”

Pleita recalled the surprised expressions of the Mines who had received the same mission.

“They might think it’s better than going to the front lines… but there are hardships of its own.”

Certainly, the body was comfortable.

But it didn’t mean everything was great.

Not knowing when intruders would come and constantly monitoring the dungeon was no easy task.

“If someone comes in, it’s an emergency situation right away.”

There was no moment of relaxation. Pleita made that expression knowing the fact.

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“Those guys… they’d be quite surprised if they see me now, wouldn’t they?”

Pleita, not hiding the laughter that burst out, closed her eyes comfortably.

As someone assigned the duty of surveillance, it wasn’t a posture that suited her. Even if she were negligent in her duties, there was nothing to say. But Pleita didn’t particularly care.

To be precise, there was no need to care.

“I wouldn’t have known that I’d do something like this in the dungeon even if I woke up dead.”

For ten years, Pleita poured her time into maintaining the mansion.

Even without paying attention, she had created a fortress that could fend off attackers.

Using the magical power of Magi, he resurrected the spirits of those sacrificed during the tragedy into monsters and set traps throughout the mansion.

As time passed and after numerous trials, the security became even more robust. Now, it had reached a point where no assailant could break through, no matter how skilled.

“Fortunately, many people lost their lives due to the tragedy. Thanks to that, we could smoothly complete the operation.”

The dungeon he created was quite effective.

It autonomously dealt with attackers who constantly attempted raids, ultimately leading to the abandonment of the dungeon even in Edenria.

At that moment, Pleta harbored no complaints about the given task.

Considering the ordeal they went through, Edenria wouldn’t send forces to this place. Spending leisurely time here would eventually lead to the Demon King assigning a new mission.

“Having this kind of leisure is nice, isn’t it? If I knew it would be like this, I might have considered becoming a subordinate of Lord Velfegor.”

As she muttered such trivial stories and began to hum, it was that moment.

“Hey, Pleta! Something big happened, something big!”

“Joy? I did tell you to knock when coming in, didn’t I? If it’s because you came in making a fuss like this, did even humans arrive?”

“Oh, how did you know?”

The orange-haired woman who rushed into the room.

Pleta, staring at the woman called Joy as if it was nothing special, waved her hand dismissively.

“It’s probably something obvious even if you say something big. As I’ve been watching, how many people have died in this dungeon? Did you forget that one of Edenria’s knight units attacked and was annihilated here? Even if they come in droves, they’re all destined to become ghosts. Why worry about it at all… Well, come in then. How many are there this time?”

“T-Two…”

“Two? Seriously, is this going to keep happening?”

“Well, but this time it’s different! It’s Ian Volkanoft who came!”

“What? Ian?”

At Joy’s words, Pleta abruptly stood up, and in the moment when she borrowed the eyes of the ghost to inspect the interior, she could see two men entering as the mansion’s door swung wide open. The one next to Ian was not well known to her, but she definitely recognized Ian Volkanov’s face.

‘Is it really him?’

Opening the door of the mansion, why would he come here of all places? It was a mystery.

‘Ian? Why is that guy coming?’

He should be in the Empire at this moment. Why on earth is he here?

Though she couldn’t comprehend it at all, Pleta didn’t panic. In such moments, losing composure could lead to a major disaster.

Given the certainty of an emergency situation, she needed to find composure.

“What should we do, Pleta? Can we stop him?”

“Stop him? Honestly, it’s difficult.”

The one who killed four Demon Kings. Trying to stop such a monstrous guy, who was just an ordinary mine in comparison, would be nothing but arrogance.

Pleta was well aware of her capabilities.

“We need to buy time. If we’re really good, we might be able to aim for the Dungeon of Eternal Return. The possibility is slim, though.”

Withdrawing her strength, that was the best option.

Fortunately or unfortunately, the mansion was already prepared to implement such a scenario.

“I didn’t expect something like this to happen. It’s good that I prepared in advance. The dungeon I created is not something that can be solved with mere force.”

Generally, dungeons are mostly of the elimination or survival type.

But the one Pleta created was different.

Filled with various conditions for survival, no matter how many monsters you defeat, instead of clearing, you would end up in an even more impregnable situation.

Certainly, imagination and reality may differ, but at least for Pleta, there was experience.

“The verification is already complete.”

The experience of repelling numerous knights dispatched to Edenria over the past ten years.

“If you try to push through recklessly as usual, you’ll only face a backlash.”

Pushing through due to the difference in weight class would be in vain. There would be no clues in the strategy, and if confusion arises in conflicting rules, they would wander forever in the dungeon.

“As time is wasted, monsters become stronger.”

If utilized, not only could time be stopped, but dealing with the companions next to Ian was also possible.

Of course, it was a gamble that risked lives. Pleta was accustomed to games of numbers.

A life lived relying on numbers to the point where it could be considered relying on them for a lifetime.

Depending on the possibility called probability, life was expected, and both the bitterness and sweetness were tasted. Of course, now he had become a mine. However, the sensation of that time was not forgotten.

At the same time, he could be sure.

“I see possibilities.”

Perhaps it could even cause a miracle.

No matter how composed Ian became, if he targeted the minds of the companions next to him, the probability would increase even more.

With such thoughts, he turned his gaze to the entrance of the mansion.

– Ehehehe….

“Huh? Who are you?”

Even though he saw the apparition in front of him, there was a man who appeared unfazed.

“What is that guy?”

The unexpected appearance of a variable made his eyes widen.

“Florian family’s patrol rules.”

Ian calmly read through the rules written on the paper.

To summarize the content:

0. These are guidelines for a safe night patrol of the Florian family. Please strictly adhere to this manual, and our family is not responsible for problems arising from non-compliance.

1. During patrol, if you find the green door at the far end of the first-floor right corridor open, please immediately lock it.

Do not enter the room or peek inside, and as there is no key for the green door, close the door and leave quickly.

Again, there is no key for the green door, and it is a sealed space. Therefore, the door to that room cannot be opened.

2. If you hear a woman’s coughing sound and a request for water from the room on the left side of the second-floor corridor, never bring water.

Wait for a moment, then inform the maids remaining in the family to prohibit access to the second floor.

Note that the second floor of our Florian family is for workspaces, and sleeping spaces are on the third floor.

Naturally, there is no one there late at night.

3. If, while going down the stairs for patrol, it seems like the desired floor is not coming up and you are returning to the same place, immediately crouch on the floor, covering your eyes and ears.

In the morning, including maid leaders, they will walk around each floor to open windows. You must maintain that state until the maids find you.

Additionally, if there is any other item contradicting this rule, never pay attention to it.

4. If someone from the room opposite the women’s restroom on the second floor extends their upper body and requests help, never approach, don’t look back, and run away.

The location is currently an ordinary wall due to remodeling, and there is nothing beyond it.

Also, the second floor is a workspace, and there are no people during patrol hours.

5. Due to a previous unfortunate incident, the third item in this manual does not exist. Regardless of what is written in the third item, always act opposite to its content; never follow the third item.

6. If you see a small, hooded woman walking down the corridor, pretend not to see and pass by. No matter what she says, never react.

After passing through the excessive, use the stairs to descend to the management office. Stop patrolling and wait.

If you hear a sudden scream pleading for help, immediately flatten yourself on the floor, and do not even exhale until the sound disappears.

You don’t need to hide in cover or enter a room, so quickly lower your body as much as possible. Then, remove the stains on the wall.

Absolutely do not make any noise or leave your position.

“The theme is horror, especially leaning towards Neapolitan ghost stories.”

Ian’s gaze, having checked the dungeon information, became intense.

Even if it was said to be the worst among the dungeons known, it was no exaggeration.

“This dungeon is different not only in the way of conquering but also in the entire strategy itself. It’s not about annihilating all enemies or surviving for a certain period.”

The condition for clearing is simple. Safely roam the mansion according to the manual received and defeat the boss.

If you just see this, you might think it’s as simple as moving cautiously to find it. But it wasn’t as easy as it sounded.

“Due to the nature of Neapolitans, following the manual and conquering is impossible.”

What is a Neapolitan ghost? Isn’t it a ghost story that writes gloomy phrases as rules, placing items that suddenly contradict each other to evoke horror?

“Just looking at item 3, it tells you to crouch on the floor if you feel like you’re spinning in place. But compared to that, item 5 tells you to do the opposite.”

In other words, following the rules itself was impossible from the beginning.

“Unkeepable rules. That’s the real problem. In Neapolitan dungeons, if you act against the manual, you receive penalties. Like monsters becoming stronger or debuffs being applied.”

It was a situation where keeping the rules was impossible, and ignoring them worried about problems due to non-compliance.

That was why Edenria had no choice but to abandon this place.

“In her heart, she probably wanted to deal with it. She must have invested a lot. But what can you do when it doesn’t work out?”

Even if the clergy are specialized in dealing with demons. How do you conquer something like this?

Believing in Eris didn’t make the fear disappear, and panic would immediately ensue if, for no apparent reason, it surged and led to impulsive actions.

“It’s a dungeon that can hardly be cleared under normal circumstances. Calling it impregnable wouldn’t be an exaggeration.”

Unless one had the experience of clearing such dungeons countless times without any fear, the chances of success were slim.

In other words, the story would change if there was someone who met all those conditions.

Thanks to that.

“Don’t try to conquer it like that.”

The reason Ian read the situation without being flustered was that.

“There’s a different method.”

Even if it might be different for others, Ian was confident in resolving this dungeon.