Dungeon Maker

'No, it doesn't make any sense.'

The woman shook her head again, getting such a possibility out of her mind. It was because of her toying with the idea of loving a man just didn't make any sense in reality.

Of course, she felt several times that her heart pounded when she met other kings. But it was when she was in battle, and in a fierce battle with other kings at that. If her heart had not pounded in such a situation, she would have looked very weird.

Her fury back then was roaring itself. It synced with other sins and roared against other sins.

But it was different now. She felt something she couldn't explain. The only thing she could express at the moment was that she felt something intense the moment she encountered him.

"Oh my… Did I really fall for him at first sight?'

At that moment, the woman blushed in embarrassment, and her attendant and faithful friend, Yacha woman grinned inside her bear mask. She visited the auction house with her master suffering from ever-growing depression for a change, so her surprising response after meeting a masked man was an unexpected pleasure.

"If you see him again, you will find out if you are really hooked on him. If your heart is pounding again, I think you must love him. Right?"

The auction just started. So, she still had lots of time to hang around before the official auction began.

She again looked at the direction where Yong-ho disappeared. This woman called Dhritarashtra, King of Fury, nodded slowly and tapped her chest once for no special reason.

***

'She must be the owner of the sin.'

Yong-ho was convinced. He couldn't even think of any other possibilities.

One of the six kings visited the Dungeon Market auction house. If so, who was it? Which sin belonged to this woman who ran into Yong-ho?

"You're okay now."

He suddenly regained his sense of reality upon hearing Sitri's words. He found himself already out of the crowded free auction house. He was in a secret room where he once stopped by when he had first visited the auction house.

Catalina and Kaiwan first took off their masks, perhaps because they were freed from the embarrassment and tension beyond their understanding. Yong-ho also took off the male lion's mask and buried himself on the sofa.

Sitri said again, "Probably, she is the King of Fury."

Catalina and Kaiwan were startled. On the other hand, Sitri combed her hair casually after taking off her mask. She sat on the sofa across him and said, "As I said first, the only thing that you can cover with a mask is your face. There are many factors with which you can identify the other party."

He just listened to her instead of expressing his opinion.

Sitri listed the reasons one by one and counted on her fingers.

"First of all, the gender of that masked person was a woman. Besides, her medium height, white skin and slim figure, dark blue hair, and a sweet flavor characteristic of Gandharva."

Gandharva was a race with an overwhelming number of men, compared with women. There were not so many Gandharva women even in the vast demon world ,who had the status high enough to access the auction house.

The King of Fury revealed herself directly in numerous battlefields, and as a result, there were lots of things identified about her look. Everything Sitri just mentioned coincided with the King of Fury's look.

"And the decisive evidence that she was the King of Fury was your hunch. You seemed very surprised to meet her."

Sitri then pointed to the silver bracelet. The bracelet that hid the power of Brigada also had the effect of sharing status information among its wearers.

Yong-ho covered his face with both hands.

Then he said in a much calmer voice, "Well, it wasn't just a resonance between sins."

Although he didn't have any specific evidence of it, he was convinced of it. As she said, it could be called his hunch. Sitri did not disagree with him.

Rather, she nodded and said, "Because you have that woman's legacy."

The heart of the Demon God.

The legacy Mammon, the King of Greed, left behind in the human world.

At that moment, Yong-ho raised his head suddenly and replied immediately, "Greed, fury, gluttony."

They were the sins that Mammon possessed in the past.

Yong-ho felt he could understand it now. It wasn't just something like resonance.

The heart of the Demon God that he had was a replica of the one owned by Mammon, the King of Greed, in the past. However, that did not mean it had low quality. Since it was a perfect replica, it shared the memory of the original owner.

The heart of the Demon God did not forget the sin of Fury. He missed the sin he had once cherished.

"It is less likely that the King of Fury recognized me."

Yong-ho made a conclusion like that before he knew it. Although he himself had the heart of the Demon God, the King of Fury did not. She had never harbored any other sin than fury.

"Probably. But… she must have been strongly impressed by you. I mean her heart must have throbbed when she saw you."

Yong-ho also understood it. It wasn't just because of the fact that he made eye contact with the King of Fury. He had a similar experience.

'A man in a ghost mask.'

He was farther away from that man than when he faced the King of Fury. His power of greed was also much weaker than now.

However, Yong-ho knew that his feelings then and now were fundamentally the same. His greed that united with the Demon God's heart made him convinced of it.

Then, who was the man in the ghost mask?

Which Sin did he have?

What Sitri said about it helped Yong-ho find out the clue. Besides the mask, there were many clues about the masked man.

For example, the tips given by Embrio. Yong-ho already knew all the tips.

He came up with an answer naturally. There was only one possibility of his identity.

"The King of Gluttony."

Yong-ho had an adversary in front of him now. He had already met the king.

***

"Then I will close the deal today."

Samael laughed softly. The King of Gluttony, who was facing her with a desk in between, nodded with a satisfied expression and said, "It was a good deal, too, this time."

"Thank you for visiting us, as always."

She exchanged pleasantries with him. She had made several secret deals with the King of Gluttony, but that was it. Their interaction could never be called a special relationship.

His deal with Samael wasn't a perfect secret deal. The five directors of the Dungeon Market knew what and how Samael traded with the King of Gluttony.

Samael simply played the role of a terminal. This transaction was between the Dungeon Market and the King of Gluttony, not between Samael as an individual and the King of Gluttony.

Other kings also made secret deals with the Dungeon Market. And any information about their transaction was also shared by other directors during their meeting.

"The auction house is still booming. It seems that many people participated this time," said the King of Gluttony.

His words were only perfunctory, but given their unusual position in the demon world, their conversation carried some significance.

Samael replied with an angelic expression, "Because the war in the north is not the end of the world."

Depending on who interpreted her words, it had various implications.

The King of Gluttony laughed heartily and said, "I'll see you at the main auction."

"See you then."

The King of Gluttony wore the ghost mask and stood up. Samael got up from her seat and saw him off in person.

Both of them didn't say any further after parting there. They didn't reveal their innermost thoughts to each other.

When the door of the secret room was closed, Samael let her back wings droop.

Her face-to-face dealing with the King of Gluttony always exhausted her. As if to show off the fact that he was a king, he showed his desire without hesitation.

'Does he want to be the king of the unclaimed land? Is it what he hides in his fiery desires?'

It was hidden in the King of Gluttony's craving for her, namely his incredible gluttony. Normally, she would not have noticed it because she was blinded by other intense desires, but today she knew it.

Samael was sincere like Sitri said. She did a lot of research on the Mammon family. And she discovered that rumors in the south, to be precise, about the fight between the Mammon family and Embrio, the King of Wolves, were artificially twisted.

The unclaimed land in the south was the realm of Sitri, the highest among the five directors.

So, Samael didn't think about it deliberately.

But now the situation had changed.

The unclaimed land was virtually unified. Moreover, the method of unification was very violent.

It was not a one-sided unification. The warlords who rose up the army in various places attacked each other as if they were playing a tournament. As a result, the deserted southern land became more desolate, but on the contrary, there were some things that became stronger.

The demon king was supposed to grow big when he took the essence of someone equal to or stronger than himself.

It was not efficient for him to take the essence of someone weaker than himself.

The tournament-style fight that took place in various places brought about the effective concentration of essence. If someone had unified the south unilaterally, he would have preserved the dungeons and their masters, but he would not have achieved the concentration of such a huge power like now.

The king of the unclaimed land.

Why did the King of Gluttony covet him? Did he simply wanted the essence of the unclaimed land? Or was there anything else that Samael herself didn't know yet?

What if things happened as Samael speculated?

Samael stopped thinking. Trimming her tired wings, she left the secret room.

It was time for her to face the king of the unclaimed land.

The King of Fury stepped forward, looking around. Maybe because of the Yacha woman chattering beside her, she felt her heart beginning to pound again even when she could not find the man with a lion mask.

He walked leisurely. However, contrary to his slow movement, his sin of gluttony was in full active mode. He constantly expressed hunger.

The main auction time was approaching.

Kings and other influential figures began to gather in one place.

Another king started to move among them.