S-Class Dungeon’s Mistress - Chapter 15

As she walked along with Lisianthus, Adelaide glanced at the side of his face. She wanted to thank him, but his expression was too cold. His face, staring straight ahead with his lips closed, was expressionless, but the area around his jaw was jutting out. It looked like he was clenching his molars tightly. He also walked much faster than usual.

Lisianthus was angry for sure.

But even though he was angry, the hand holding Adelaide was not tight. Rather, the hand leading the way was soft.

Adelaide, who had been paying attention to the contrasting attitude, only opened her mouth after arriving in the room.

“Lisi…”

“Why were you so quiet?”

Lisianthus interrupted Adelaide. It was very unusual because he was the one who always calmly waited for her to finish her words.

“That… I was thinking about my options.”

“What options?”

“Um, will I run or will I accept? Something like that. Well, it wasn’t a big deal. I am a succubus.”

Hehe. Adelaide smiled slightly mischievously. She didn’t want to be awkward with him over this.

“As expected, Lisian is smart. I never thought you’d save me that way! Thank you!”

“Master.”

“Huh?”

Adelaide, who was deliberately chattering in a bright voice, became silent when she made eye contact with Lisianthus.

There was not even the slightest smile in his brilliant golden eyes. It was a deep stare. It was clear that he could see through her act.

“Anything that annoys you. Forcing you and insulting you. Or just something you really don’t want.”

The fake smile on her raised lips slowly returned to their original position. The corners of the eyes, which had been curled up as finely as possible, were restored to their rounded state.

Adelaide’s succubus face disappeared, leaving only the real Adelaide.

“All of this is not an option.”

Lisianthus spoke firmly.

“You don’t have to do any of that.”

Adelaide blinked slowly. Lisianthus’ face in sight was clearly cold and hard, but strangely, he seemed more affectionate than anyone else.

“You just have to do what you want to do. What the master wants is what the master does. That’s the only choice.”

“…What if I get beaten to death? No, what if I die?

It was far too idealistic within the demon realm. Especially for a weak demon like her.

“It will never happen. I won’t let it happen.”

However, there was no uncertainty in Lisianthus’ voice that followed. Only his strong will and conviction could be felt.

“Didn’t I tell you? Whatever the Master wishes, I will make it happen.”

He said that when they were setting their goal for the dungeon.

How can he be so confident? What the hell could he do, a mid-level demon, whose powers were only suitable for daily living?

You can’t see reality even if you wash your eyes. In the world of the weak, such incitement was similar to a sign that leads to death.

“Lisian.”

It was the first time. Adelaide had grown up only listening to realistic advice from other succubus.

Hearing these words with those eyes full of unfounded conviction.

“Okay. I will trust you.”

This kind of joy fills the heart with splendid colors. It was really the first time. Therefore, she answered it with great sincerity.

“Thank you for not letting me do things that I don’t want to do.”

“As the Master’s faithful manager, it is natural.”

Then Lisianthus laughed.

“It’s just a little disappointing.”

“Disappointing? What, what? What are you upset about?”

I was wrong! Adelaide apologized without knowing why. Whatever it was, she was the bad guy who made such a nice, cool, pretty, and good manager sad.

“Didn’t you promise?”

“What… Promise?”

Did I make a promise? Adelaide’s pupil’s shook. Upon seeing this, Lisianthus quickly turned his head with a sullen face.

His head tilted slightly downwards, and his long hair trickled down. He looked pitiful as he stared somewhere else as if he was sad.

My God, even his sulking face was stunning.

“You’d call me if it was dangerous.”

“Oh! Oh, that’s…”

She just did it because she was afraid that he might be beaten too! It’s better to get hit alone than both of them!

Adelaide opened her red lips to say this. But she couldn’t when she met his eyes that looked like a wounded beast.

‘He’ll be a hundred percent more upset.’

It was very rude to tell weak demons they were weak. Even more so to demons who constantly declare that they will protect you, so she couldn’t just say, ‘I can’t believe you because frankly you are weak’.

Adelaide couldn’t possibly break Lisianthus’ fragile feelings. So she chose to apologize instead of giving a sloppy explanation.

“I’m sorry… ”

“That’s not all.”

Is he saying there’s more? Adelaide had a half-tired face. It seems that Lisianthus had more piled up than expected.

“You hid something from me.”

Adelaide’s pupils trembled. After fiddling with her hand for a moment with an anxious face, she soon confessed her guilt.

“… That’s right, I ate your share of yogurt. I’m really sorry. I know I had to resist, but…”

“… Not that.”

But you ate my yogurt? Lisianthus asked with a disappointed face. Adelaide avoided his gaze, thinking that she had revealed a useless fact.

“That energy. That red thing that’s still circling around Master’s body.”

Surprised, Adelaide’s eyes widened. As expected, there’s nothing Lisianthus didn’t know. It seems that he already knew that she met Caladium.

There’s no need to hide it any more. Even if she was embarrassed, it would be wise to be honest and ask for advice.

Adelaide confessed everything to Lisianthus. As the story progressed, his face gradually darkened. At the end of it, his eyes were so ferocious, as if he was going to kill almost someone. Fortunately, Adelaide had her head bowed and spoke, so she did not feel his aggression.

“So…….”

Lisianthus, who heard the whole story, spoke for the first time. Adelaide, who glanced up, faced his pretty smile.

“So, you kissed him.”

[T/N: Yes she did. ( ͡> ͜ʖ ͡<)]

It was a scary smile because it was too pretty.

His smile had always been so pretty. He had also always been terrifying to Adelaide, who was wary of handsome men. She didn’t feel any danger. Just..

‘You’re prettier today. Scary.’ she thought.

“Yes, I’ve consumed some energy. Just enough not to die.….”

Adelaide smiled awkwardly.

It was an unfortunate situation. How could she do such a thing to the talent they had been looking for? Even when Lisianthus scolded her, she had nothing to say.

However, the answer to her response was blunt.

“Good job. It is true that dogs that bite their owners should be dealt with severely.”

Lisianthus said with a glum look in his eyes.

It seems Lisianthus was confident that Caladium would come to their dungeon despite the fact that she had done nothing but offend him.

“Besides, you’ve gathered a lot of information. The location of the demon, his captured state and the presence of holy relics imbued with angelic power, I would not have even thought of it if the Master had not confirmed it.”

“R-Really?”

“Yes. Thank you for your hard work.”

Adelaide’s face lit up in an instant. Elated at the compliment, she spoke up in an excited voice.

“From what I heard, it seems that he doesn’t like Boraca too. He said he was defrauded and imprisoned for 100 years.”

“That’s good news. Judging from the fact that he was bound, he does not appear to be a demon working him. If he had already signed a contract, there is no way he would be tied up.”

To think the sad story of 100 years of imprisonment would be called good news.

Of course, it was a good opportunity for Adelaide to recruit him, but his voice that contained no compassion, was heartless.

In fact, as most demons follow individualism, which was close to selfishness, it was a natural reaction. However, because he always showed a kind and gentle side to Adelaide, she was slightly stunned.

“He can sign a contract with the dungeon in exchange for releasing the handcuffs.”

“According to you, Lisian, he didn’t sign a contract even after 100 years of imprisonment.… Will he sign a contract with us just to release him?”

“It’s okay because it’s a lot better than Boraca’s fraudulent contracts. And if he had been locked up for about 100 years, his stubbornness would have been moderately reduced.”

It made sense. Adelaide nodded her head.

No matter how strong-willed demons are, if they spend 100 years eating tasteless food and their limbs bounded, they will not be able to live without going crazy.

But that wasn’t the only problem.

“… But how do we take the handcuffs off?”

Adelaide blinked with a blank face. Lisianthus also blinked with her.

There was about 30 seconds of silence.

Lisianthus, who had repeatedly closed and opened his eyes, replied with a natural smile as if there had been no silence before.

“Don’t worry about that, I know a way.”

For some reason, it was a bit of a late response. But Adelaide also daydreamed quite frequently while speaking, so she listened to him without much concern.

“While the Master was meeting him, I did more background research on Boraca. Because he’s not popular with a lot of people, even if I induce them a little, everyone easily spilled what they know. First of all, information about the fraudulent contracts.”

Lisianthus pulled out a bunch of paper that she had no idea where they came from.

Watching him scan the paper with a serious expression on his face, Adelaide wanted to put glasses on him. It looked like it would fit well.

“I knew it was a fraudulent contract, but it was far worse than I expected. Paragraph 3 of the second page is especially so.”

“Let me see… … ‘The demon members must follow the rules of the dungeon.’?”

“Yes. And look at paragraph 5 on the fifth page.”

The text was so small that it was difficult to read. Adelaide narrowed her eyes and read the clause.

“The authority to establish the rules of the dungeon rests solely with the owner.”

“And this is the rule. They said it was only shown after the contract was signed.”

How did you get this again? Adelaide took the paper he handed to her, praising his ability in her heart.

<The demons must obey the orders of the Dungeon Master unconditionally.>

As soon as she read the first sentence, she burst out laughing.

“This is why, even if you are imprisoned for 100 years, you won’t sign a contract.”

Lisianthus affirmed with a calm smile.