Shake the Carrot if You Are Caught by the Devil

16 – Planning Your Trip

“Ouch, please… Get out of the way. Now.”

“What? I can not hear well.”

Rebecca’s merciless ass, clad in 60 kg of plate armor, mercilessly oppresses the slender porter.

“Yeah, ji… I’m really going to die.”

Her limbs are suffocated by the pressure of her 5 pieces of armor.

“Rebecca. Isn’t that a bit harsh?”

The elf archer, Yuria, placed her hand on her Rebecca’s shoulder. At least at our party…

“I don’t have a seat, so please step aside.”

Then, he pushes Rebecca, who was riding on her waist, toward her upper body, and she sits on top of her.

“Keah! ..What the f*ck! Stop! You b*tches!”

“Kyahahahaha. Her brother’s face turned red. But. Surrounded by these beauties, you must be excited!”

Nine, sitting on a chair and watching me turn into mounds, started talking bullsh*t.

A man who doesn’t know for sure might feel envious when he sees two beautiful women riding on top of each other.

‘Catch the dick.’

These are not women. It’s a rice bag.

They have gone through bullying. Even now, they are holding me down just enough to not be crushed.

“Then why did I come empty-handed without a cake?”

It was Dorothy. The act of approaching him by tapping his palms with his cane is like a gangster holding a wooden stick.

“No, f*ck! f*cking purple-haired b*tch. Where is the cake shop open at 2:00 in the morning!”

“It’s nice to see Dong-ha stand up against even if it’s a small meal. It looks as fresh as the fish you just caught.”

-Wuiying.

!!!

A summoning gin was drawn on the tip of Yuria’s cane, and a cockroach the size of her palm appeared. Then Dorothy crouched down in front of me, who was lying on her stomach.

“Dongha. Do you like bugs?”

“Hey! Dorothy! Sorry! Let’s talk it out”

“Talk to him instead of me. He said he wants to get close with Dongha.”

“Oh no! Dorothy! No, Dorothy! Please! Don’t do that!!!”

Otherwise, she does not reap the cockroach-infested cane.

A terrifying whistle sounded clear in her ears as it came closer, a handful of feet away from her face. The man reflected in the cockroach’s bright eyes is contemplative.

“Stop!!! I’m sorry!!! Somebody save me!!!”

“Kyahahahahaha!”

Someone, someone.

Be it an angel or a demon. Because anyone is good save me

Taaang!

…?

I carefully opened my tightly closed eyes.

The cockroach that had been approaching her is gone. Instead, isn’t Dorothy, who had an evil laugh, turned over the whites and died?

‘What…’

“Who, who are you!”

Rebecca and Yuria, who were holding me down, jumped up. Then, as if her gravity had disappeared, her body felt lighter now.

– Pair! Match!

The black-haired beauty slapped Rebecca and Yuria with a flash of light. Their teeth, which were full of pride, burst out in all directions.

-Fikan!

Nine’s quick sword sitting on a chair. He couldn’t even follow his eyes.

“No, that’s ridiculous.”

Nine couldn’t help but be astonished.

Her own sword, said to be faster than an arrow, stopped at the woman’s fingertips.

-Cheap.

– Took!

A demonic sword that even sliced the dead dragon Nidhogg like tofu. The woman breaks the sword with one hand like her pepero.

“Huh? How is this…”

“Don’t bully him.”

-Taaang!

A woman who says something that somehow feels out of place and breaks Nine’s earthenware pot. She comes to me who was lying down.

“Are you okay?”

“…Yes.”

Then, smiling prettily at the world, he stretched out her hand.

-Taaang!

*

… It’s a dream again.

That is also a massacre ending. Including me

It is not unreasonable to keep dreaming of the demon king. Since she came here, I spend most of her time with her except for her sleeping time.

-Jerking, squirming

When I open my door, a dark hallway welcomes me. I got used to the terrain, and now I can go all the way to the central hall without having to go through the walls.

-Turbuck, turbuck

The Demon King’s bedroom seen on the way. The door is open. Sounds like she already got up and came out of her.

‘…He always wakes up before me.’

I have sincerity, the quality of a porter, and I always woke up earlier than the people around me and had many things to prepare. It was obvious that the Demon King, who had a more sincere day than me, was doing it.

“Are you awake?”

The demon king laid out a lot of large drawing paper on the dark stone floor. I’m lying on it and writing something hard.

‘What kind of game is this time.’

It was rather nice to do the picture quiz again. Because I have a preparation called paper cranes. However, the demon king, who thought he was just preparing something to play, brings out shocking words.

“I am planning a trip.”

?

*

Did I hear that wrong?

“Travel? The one that visits other places for the purpose of sightseeing?”

“Yes. That’s right.”

…

That’s it.

I see an angle to escape.

Look back. I have been attacking the games without betraying the expectations of the demon king.

Where is that? Of course, he’s a b*tch, but he even brought gifts that the devil liked.

There’s nothing strange about trusting that naive b*tch.

‘Whoops. It’s not long before we leave.’

A crooked accident makes a refueling turn with a positive circuit. My heart already flutters when I imagine a demon king who will meet a ranker party somewhere on the road.

“Kick…! No. Hmm, hmm. Have you decided where to go? There’s a place I know well, and it’s called the Kingdom of Luvenica…”

I subtly recommended her tomb, but I frowned at the map she was drawing.

‘I really can’t draw sh*t. I can’t even recognize where it is.’

The demon king smirked and held up the map he was drawing with both hands.

“hehehe. We’ve decided on a few destination destinations. The Mist Lake on the 66th floor, the Ghost Plateau on the 32nd floor, and Leviathan’s Rare on the 82nd floor.”

“… Wait a minute. Does that mean that the place you are going to travel to is inside the tower?”

“…Why? Do you want to go out?”

Her expression turned cold as she read her thoughts. She came to her feet in no time and she bloomed. How can emotional drift go so fast… I was very concerned about bipolar disorder.

“No? Why do you go outside when you are here?”

Now, this kind of bullsh*t came out smoothly without even going through the brain. She glanced at her with her youthful gaze, then turned her gaze down and said without even meeting her eyes.

“… Where do you like it?”

I had to decide on one place because there would be no one who said he wouldn’t go. Come to think of it, it’s been a while since I left here on the 100th floor.

“I am Ghost Plateau.”

I have been to all three places. Other adventurers annihilated the demons before they even arrived at the Ghost Highlands on the 32nd floor and the Mist Lake on the 66th floor, and Yuria killed Leviathan.

Actually, it didn’t matter where I went. However, I wanted to go down to a place where I could touch the ground even a little bit. Don’t you know You might get a chance to escape.

“Have you been to Ghost Highlands?”

The demon lord naturally questioned me when I answered that it was a ghost plateau. It was a question that didn’t have to lie otherwise. I am here because I went through it.

“Uh. I stopped by on my way up.”

“…Wasn’t there anything there?”

“Uh.”

“… Yes. You should come and see Leviathan.”

…?

‘Don’t you know that Leviathan is dead?’

No, more than that, the demon lord who talks about monsters as if they were friends from his hometown. He doesn’t seem to know that Nine killed him.

‘…Don’t bother talking about it.’

I couldn’t help but feel happy when I heard that I had killed my own people. The demon king showed a sad expression for a moment, but said while sweeping the papers spread out on the floor.

“hehehe. Then, we’ve decided where to go… And we need to wash the tent.”

“… How do you know a tent? Where did you get it?”

“The people who came to the tower lent it to me!”

You beat me and robbed me again.

“Carrying a tent means that you are coming to sleep, right?”

“Yes.”

“When I left the doll bag on the 1st floor, didn’t I just go back? You can come back here and sleep. Do I really need to bring a tent?”

“What? Of course.”

As if that was nonsense, the demon lord looked at him with pitiful eyes.

“Coming on the same day is not a trip. It’s a picnic.”

The Demon King slaps the floor with his palms like someone who has heard unacceptable words! He hit down and ran somewhere.

“Look at this.”

The demon lord brings the camping equipment he stole from the earthling party, who was probably a camper. And he handed me a booklet . It can’t be that it’s been a long time since I’ve been in the middle of a long time.

“… Ok, okay. Forgive me for not knowing the deep wisdom of heavy campers.”

“Be careful next time.”

“Yes.”

“What should I bring for lunch? How about a sandwich What about strawberry pie? Hee hee hee!”

Fiercely exalted, the demon king shook his clenched fist vigorously as if his pounding could not be suppressed. Elementary School days. He seemed to see me the day before the school trip.

“Sandwiches are good. But when are you going?”

This was the most important thing. If you have enough time, let’s make a parachute from the heart. The 32nd floor was also a very high floor, but compared to the 100th floor, there might be opportunities.

When asked about the departure date, the demon king’s tension quickly subsided.

“… Not right away, it takes a while. I have something to prepare for.”

– Choo Woo-wook.

The Demon King who lost his energy. How can you look so pitiful? It was a talent.

“…Anyway… Would you like to go on a trip with me?”

The demon king asked a question mixed with excitement and anticipation. For some reason, there seemed to be a bit of anxiety mixed in.

“Yes.”

There is nothing good about saying no, so I half-forced my affirmation. Despite that obvious lie, the demon king smiles with all his teeth exposed.

“Uh heh… I love it.”

…!

“You like it?”

“…Huh? Uh. Good.”

Good.

Is this something a person with no emotions can say? My head gets a little complicated.

‘Really to him… Maybe.’

There may be feelings.

…

…

That can’t be.

And.

‘…Does that change anything?’

She is a cruel demon lord, a demon who swallowed half the continent, a madman who imprisoned me and played a death game every day. Only this is true.

…

‘… Still. If you look

Somehow I don’t hate it…

-Titling! Tring! Tring!

A loud siren sounds inside the Demon King’s Castle.

‘I’ve heard it before.’

An intruder, a challenger came to the demon king.

The demon king, who was wiping the dust off the camping tools, popped up the screen.

In it, I could see a man wearing a black mask running at breakneck speed. Then the evil – disappears.

‘What, what, where did you go…’

-Shing!

!!!!

‘Ah, at some point!’

The man’s sword pierced the demon king’s chest.