Volume 5 Chapter 20 (1/2)

Although there were some bit of trouble, we were successful in wiping out the enemy stronghold.

The MOAB made things seem easy but if it wasn't used, we would have been hard-pressed, to say the least.

”I have to make another MOAB that can stand as Avalon's last line of defense… In regards to its performance, I now know for a fact that there is no need for concern and if it can be mass produced, there will no longer be anything but praise to say about it.”

I had originally intended for the MOAB to be used as Avalon's final defensive weapon. The plan was to gather as much enemy monsters as possible in my dungeon's last room and then make the MOAB explode, thus turning all of the gathered enemies into ash.

No matter how strong the enemies were, it was impossible for them to be able to break through. The plan also included making my own monsters escape just before the explosion to make the gathering of the enemy monsters more effective.

Despite taking more than one month to make that single MOAB, I was unsure of its performance. Thankfully, without any sort of tests, it worked perfectly.

That's great and all but there is one issue…

”Master, Fel has worked hard.”

For a while now, Felsias the Celestial Wolf had been sticking close to me.

She was showed off her head as though saying she wanted me to brush it so I did as was asked of me and she smiled ecstatically in return.

She's acting scarily fond of me.

I had asked Wight what happened in the duration that I was under the effects of [Awakening]. According to him, my other self unbelievably grabbed Fel's tail, brushed it, and then threatened to do even more terrible things.

Upon hearing that, I decided that I should, no, that I must apologize to her.

If the [Time] Demon Lord knew of this, it would be trouble. No, regardless of him knowing and taking issue, the fact is that I did such things to Fel who was entrusted to me, and for that, I'm simply the worst. I don't think I can look him in the eye anymore.

”Fel, a-about earlier,”

”I'm looking forward to the reward of being petted privately. But if master wishes for it, I don't mind enduring being petted in front of everyone…”

It didn't seem like she hated what I had done. Rather, she was expecting for more. It was troubling in a different way.

”Yeah, look forward for it, Fel.”

”I will. Ehehe.”

She said so and then locked arms with me while swinging her tail.

I bought some time so I should think of ways to solve this later.

”Muu, Oto-san, Kuina worked hard too.”

”Yes, Fel shouldn't be the only one to receive a reward.”

”Yeah, yeah, maybe you can also do those awesome things to us.”

Kuina the Celestial Fox, Rorono the Elder Dwarf, and Aura the Ancient Elf all approached and issued out their complaints.

”Of course, I plan on rewarding everyone.”

When I said so, everyone—except Rorono who had a disappointed look in her face—celebrated in delight.

”For your efforts in developing our weapons, I'm going to prepare a special reward for you, Rorono, so don't pout anymore, ok?”

”……I wasn't really pouting. But, yeah, thank you, Father.”

Rorono then proceeded to grab the end of my left arm which was the arm not held by Fel.

She might act like she was cool and mysterious but she was actually very easy to read.

By the way, at the moment, we were waiting for the rest of my monsters to catch up so there was no real time lost for our idle chat.

All complete? Alright, let's go.

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Before entering the second dungeon room where Marcho's forces and the enemy forces should be holding their all-out battle, we prepared for the potential last battle of the campaign by employing all possible performance increasing skills and magic.

For example, Rozelitte whom I got from [Wind] Demon Lord Stolas strengthened the entire army while Wight did the same but only to the undead.

We were pulling out all the stops. After all, there was no meaning in holding back anymore.

And so, we advanced. What greeted us was the fierce fight unfolding there.

In palpable desperation, the forces that belonged to the old Demon Lords were repeatedly launching reckless assaults.

It was understandable though. Their base of operations which they could retreat to was no more; they could no longer expect for supplies; no reinforcement was coming; and they also no longer had an escape route.