Welcome to the Man-Eating Dungeon Vol 1 Prologue

What comes to your mind when you hear the words “Ruler of a Dungeon”?

A treacherous evil mage, researching hard on nothing but traps?

These expectations, well, they’re half right, and half wrong.
The reason why I can give that answer was because I, the one talking to you right now, is actually a Ruler of a Dungeon.

Of course, I’m not some ally of justice, but even though the Church and Lords treat me like some Demon King, unfortunately, only half the blood that runs in me is demon blood, I was raised in this world so I don’t know of the rules of Hell.
As for evil deeds… well, one part of it I can’t deny, but if you say that I did it gleefully, then I’d have to object.

If I had the choice, I wouldn’t use anything like half-rotten zombies.

Golems are also inexpensive, and I do use some of them, but they can’t be made quickly.
As it is, it needs some initial investment.

I do have a strict but skillful trainer. I am now in the middle of learning “The Ins and Outs of Demon Life.”

But of course, it doesn’t work that way. It takes time and money and mana, not something that you could bring out endlessly.
It’s a lot of trouble, really….

“Maste–r! The mining village sector has been breached!”

……You probably met the two that flew into my room just now yesterday. They’re my maids.

You’re curious about them being “former adventurers”?
….. “Even though they’re demons” you say?

These two were originally adventurers who came to break into my lair about half a year ago.

Oh, “how did they become demons?”, is it? Well, that’s simple, it’s because I made them demons.

The Church teaches that Demons are “Corrupted Human Beings”, right?
I learned that from this village’s church when I was small you know?

Not only me, but it looks there are also quite capable, strong demons out there.

I can’t do it unless I make them mentally submit and pour my seed into them.

“Master was so hot back then…”

Shut up, I’m talking to this person right now. Hey don’t start dropping your pants!

If you ask me why…., ah, can you bring me the water basin?
Thanks. Now can you see them too?

I originally lived among humans but thanks to my blood, I have the ability to use a little magic naturally.

Since my parents died, I’ve made my living imbuing tools and weapons with magic power and sell them to soldiers and mountaineers and merchants.

I wasn’t born here, but I was raised in this mining village.

……..wait, I’m digressing again.

It’s a tool that reflects the scene as seen from an “eye” placed some distance away, though not very far, onto the water basin.

Other than times like this, it was only useful to see the visitors’ faces from my own room.

Oh? Your expression changed… yeah, I saw you when you were exploring the mansion as well.

They all knew very well that I am capable of doing this and there’s no way they wouldn’t tell you that.
That is, if you were someone they trusted. ……. Honestly, I think it’s a well-made fake.

‘Travelling merchant who also deals in shady trade’, is definitely not a lie, but your real profession is something else, right?

Unlike ordinary medicine or poison, motion dulling drugs take some time to start working.

Being something unknown like that, they’re useful against kids who might have poison resistance like you.

It’s also a strong diuretic, so you might leak yourself… but well, since you’re a guest you’ll be forgiven for that.

…… ah, there they are.

Boo hoo hoo, even though the stone golems took so much to make….

Uh huh, I think you understand this too, the soldiers that came just now were not very well organized.

They came after being provoked by the lords and nobles and without enough military power, huh. Really, it’s like they’re just sacrificial pawns.

They were going at this pace to take care to avoid casualties, but if that girl is willing to sacrifice her soldiers she would be quite a scary opponent.

Ah, you noticed?

That commander girl is someone I know.
But she probably doesn’t know I’m here and became the boss of a bunch of monsters.

You guys are… probably employed by antagonistic powerful nobles, and sent here to kill off that girl, right?

Looks like I’ve become a tool for political assassinations…. Being famous has its troubles.
Well, I don’t want to be killed either so I’m driving them away.

You guys would be troubled if that girl stays alive.

We have our objectives slightly different there, so sad, right, little miss from the Assassins’ Guild?

Because before you go back to the guild to get yelled at, you’re going to be killed here… or maybe fall.

Oh, why are you so afraid?

The reason these two came here is not only to give me reports.
They came to help me prepare for your degeneration.

“Guest-sama, let’s become master’s property together!”
“You made a blunder too, huh. Even a genius like me got caught, so give up.”

Well, it’s probably going to take some time until you become ‘obedient’, so I’ll probably tell you some stories until then.
Maybe stories of when that girl lived in this village, or how these two senpais of yours fell….

There’s no need to cry, only your lifestyle is going to change a little.

Life is full of its ups and downs, no one knows what the future holds.

I welcome you to the Man-Eating Dungeon!

Chapter end