Shisha Sosei Chapter 5: Reforming Dystopia

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“By the way, I recalle not thy name havinge receivede. They callen me Aria. Thou mayst me reveren as the Demon Lord of legend!”

“My name is Licht— wait, you really are the Demon Lord? Then those other four…”

“They aren my faithful servants. I have not mentionede before, but to thee again I wille thanks given for also them havinge revivede.”

Aria offered words of gratitude as such.

Licht had not had a chance to talk to them, but those four were apparently the Demon Lord’s companions.

From seeing the way they trusted Aria, Licht could tell that she must have been a formidable person.

Finally, Licht came to understand the significance of what he had done.

“But before anything else cometh the restoration of Dystopia. After a hundred years’ wear, it hath but a shell of its former self becomen.”

“Dystopia…? Are you referring to this dungeon?”

“Kennest thou not? In my prime, was this name the same as ‘death’ to adventurers’ ears. I have it quite sturdy built, so it wille our purposes well serven further yet.”

Aria ran her hand against the wall of the dungeon while speaking nostalgically about the past.

For a dungeon master, it must have been a source of joy simply seeing that one’s dungeon had survived for so long.

From now on, Licht would be helping to reconstruct this place as well.

Licht was not bothered by the contradiction of a former adventurer now building a dungeon.

Rather, he was simply excited at the thought of getting revenge on the human world.

“With all that said, what can I do to help? I mean, my strength is just that of a normal human?”

“Art thou the part of the fool playinge? When saide I that thou wilt been fightinge?”

Aria slapped Licht on the back.

“I desire thy ability. Been precise, there aren those with whom thy skill shareth great synergy. Thou needest not defenden any territories.”

“The territories you spoke of, those four you sent off are currently dealing with them all, then?”

Aria seemed to hesitate upon hearing Licht’s question but then nodded.

Of course, Licht was not convinced in the slightest by this answer.

Licht was well aware of the scale of this dungeon from having made the journey to the centre of Dystopia.

There was no way that only four people could manage to defend the entirety of the dungeon.

“Um… are those four going to be alright like this?”

“Hmm? Now that thou hast gespoken, they haven often the air of exhaustion. They saiden something about havinge not even the time to sleepen.”

“…well, I guess that’s to be expected.”

Wait, what?

The dungeon known as Death to adventurers, Dystopia, was apparently also a tremendously exploitative workplace.

To think that they were so busy dealing with adventurers to the extent that it ate into their sleeping hours.

Putting aside those four whose dedication to corporate slavery was almost praiseworthy, it was obvious to Licht that this situation would not be sustainable.

After all, the reason he died last time, wasn’t it partly because he had that sort of relationship with his party— but of course he couldn’t just say that out loud.

“Just once, I think it would be good to review everybody’s positions and see how they’re doing.”

“Is that so? Then Licht, thou shalt with them goen speaken.”

“Huh?”

In this way, Licht set off to investigate the Demon Lord’s four subordinates.

Today would be spoken of as the day on which the first reforms to Dystopia were laid down.

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