Dungeon Maker

The King of Fury pricked her ears a bit as if she was lured by what Kirtimuka just said.

Kirtimuka laughed again at her response. Even if she lined up handsome Devana Gandharva guys in the field, her master never showed any interest in them. Given her track record like this, Kirtimuka never expected her master would show interest in a man. But her master was different this time.

Right at that moment, a strong breeze blew through the large open window. Translucent white fabrics fluttered violently, and Kirtimuka had to close her eyes tightly, though briefly.

But the King of Fury was different. She jumped up and greeted another friend of hers.

"Gardimundi

Appearing through the window was Garura-Gardimundi in red scale armor. With red feathers, wings, and bird-like feet, she traveled around the world and served as the King of Fury's eyes and ears, apart from Kalavinkas.

Gardimundi happily waved her hand at the King of Fury, who welcomed him so friendly and jumped from the window frame and approached her.

Kirtimuka screamed angrily, "You're so rude! How many times did I tell you to come through the main gate to see our master?"

She scolded Gardimundi severely like a Yacha woman. But she just ignored Kirtimuka's anger as if she got used to it. Obviously, the two growled at each other like cats and dogs. After all, the King of Fury quickly opened her arms to mediate between the two.

Gardimundi knelt to pay respect to her and blinked. Even though she didn't express due manners, she again stood up suddenly.

"Gosh, you wretched girl!"

"Wait a minute. Isn't he the master of the Mammon family?"

Kirtimuka's cursing and Gardimundi's voice were mixed. Quickly taking the portrait from Kirtimuka's hand, Gardimundi nodded in succession.

"It looks like the man in the portrait was pretty much beautified, as if painted by a woman enchanted with a man... But I think he is definitely the master of the Mammon family. Where did you get this?"

She asked the King of Fury.

"Master of the Mammon family?"

"Tell me about him a little more. Do you know this man?"

This time, the voices of the King of Fury and Kirtimuka were mixed.

Gardimundi shrugged and said, "Sure, I know him. He's one of the targets I went out for reconnaissance this time."

The King of Fury opened her eyes wide. Kirtimuka began to get nervous. Both were aware of the House of Mammon. But she needed to double-check.

Gardimundi wriggled her eyebrows several times as if she felt strange about their reaction. She then said in an exaggerated tone as if she was an actor, "Yong-ho Cheon. The current master of the House of Mammon. He is a brave man who was not just content with rebuilding the ruined House of Mammon but has unified the unclaimed land in the south."

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[Wow. Good!]

[Weapons are overflowing here. ]

[I think not only Skull's unit members but also the black orc squadron members can arm themselves with these weapons.]

Lucia, who took control of the armory, spoke cheerfully.

The inside of the armory was very simple. A large room with a high ceiling was filled with cabinets, and various weapons were stacked up inside the cabinets. Yong-ho felt as if he entered a big supermarket.

Kaiwan, the descendant of the Mammon family like Yong-ho, puffed out her chest broadly.

Then she said with a bit of conceit and pride, "It's no wonder this place is amazing because the eight-handed Baruna's creations are stored here."

At that moment, Yong-ho laughed, recalling Kaiwan's armory. He gently closed and opened his eyes once to look at the mana inside the armory.

It was so dazzling. Among the weapons that filled the armory, there really wasn't any single item that wasn't cast with spells.

Tigrius, the most knowledgeable about magic among Yong-ho's party, picked up a sword nearby. He gently pulled it out of the sheath. He looked at the blade and said, "It seems that most of them seem to have been put in the magic of sharpening or material enhancement. If they are armed with these weapons, the combat power of the Skull unit will be terrifying."

In fact, the Skull unit surpassed normal skeletons with the power of synchronization alone. So, if all of them were armed with magical weapons, they could be a formidable force that was a match for a hundred.

"Skull Skull."

With a hearty laugh, Skull raised his hand and pointed to the inside of the armory. At a glance, it was a place where special items, not typical items, were on display.

'Armor. I need armor.'

In fact, the composition of the current dungeon spirits of the House of Mammon was quite asymmetric because most of them were "warriors", who were good at close-range combat only.

Comparing it with online games, it was a crude mix with no long-range dealers like a wizard or archer in the party, let alone a healer.

Of course, Yong-ho himself or Kaiwan could attack the enemy at a distance with the green flames or a whip sword. There was also Tigrius, a wizard, even though there was only one. But it was not enough. Given that he was fighting with his dungeon spirits usually, he needed to find more long-range dealers and wizards for a more efficient party formation.

'Of course, I can't improvise the dungeon spirits because of that.'

So, Yong-ho wanted armor. Since he could not make up for the insufficient spirits immediately, he had to find a way to utilize the existing forces as efficiently as possible.

From his perspective, Yong-ho thought that he and his dungeon spirits had sufficient attack power. But their defensive power was weak, so much so that it was just so poor. Since there was no healer he could use at the front line, reinforcing the defensive power was more desperate.

"A dragon leotard?"

The first thing that caught Yong-ho's eyes was the red leather armor worn on a mannequin without limbs.

In fact, it was armor in name only. It was so thin as to be called tights. He felt like it was even a swimsuit because it was an all-in-one with no limbs.

However, it was armor stored in Mammon's armory. Its mana was unusual when Yong-ho felt it.

Kaiwan, standing by Yong-ho, looked at the nameplate on the mannequin's neck and said with a smile, "It's made of dragon leather, although it is for women. It looks like it suits me or Catalina. I don't think it will interfere with my movement. Who are you going to give it, Yong-ho?"

Catalina pricked her ears at her seductive voice.

Yong-ho replied with a smile, "There is one more suit over there. Both of you can wear it."

Kaiwan frowned as she got the wrong answer from him, while Catalina was happy, flapping her tail.

Eligos raised his voice, "Oh! I found something suitable for you, master!"

Not only Yong-ho, but everyone in the armory turned to Eligos.

Eligos, looking very pleased, pointed to the armor in front of him.

All of them without exception gave an exclamation of surprise. The glittering light that seemed to have melted the moonlight caught their attention.

Metallic dragon armor.

It was an armor made of silver dragon scales and leather, very rare among dragons.

[I think you have a discerning eye, Eligos, as the butler of the great House of Mammon!]

[It is the item that ranks the highest among the equipment registered in the armory.]

[Materials are none other than silver dragon leather, scales, and bones! Besides, Brigada and various precious metals were added.]

[The producer is 'eight-handed Baruna', as expected.]

While listening to Lucia's explanation, Yong-ho's eyes glittered. It was awesome, so much so that he recognized its value without her explanation. In this arsenal, there was no object that released more high-quality mana than the silver dragon armor in front of them.

The silver dragon armor was worn on a mannequin like a dragon leotard. However, unlike the dragon's leotard, it had both arms and legs. There was no exposure of the bare skin because it had silver armor on the black tights.

Tigrius said, "Most of these types of armor have detachable magic. When you activate the magic with the starting word, the armor is automatically dismantled and then wrapped around the owner's body and reunited."

"Like Iron Man?"

"Uh?"

Tigrius narrowed his eyebrows at his question.

Yong-ho giggled. Lucia spoke on behalf of Tigrius.

[Since you have taken control of the armory, you are the owner of all weapons here.]

[If you find out the starting word, you will be able to install it immediately.]

"It is written here. Starting word."

As if she listened to Lucia, Kaiwan opened the nameplate attached to the neck of the mannequin and showed it to Yong-ho. Under the simple and clear name, Silver Dragon Armor, there was various information in fine characters, such as type number, material, etc.

"It's so simple that I have to enter it again later."

Looking at his bitter smile, Kaiwan egged on him to wear the armor.

Standing next to her, Catalina's eyes also twinkled.

"Skull Skull."

Even Skull urged him now.

After all, Yong-ho couldn't wait any longer. After passing the nameplate to Eligos, he took a big breath. He said shyly, "Wear me."

At first, it was a simple voice. However, some meaning arose from that voice.

Yong-ho, who could see the flow of mana with his eyes, could directly observe the extraordinary happenings on the silver dragon armor.

His heart was beating. The dungeon spirits of the House of Mammon nervously looked at the silver dragon armor and Yong-ho hopping on the mannequin.

Right at that moment, they heard a strange noise.

Paaaat!

The clothes that Yong-ho wore were shattered into pieces with the noise. To be precise, his clothes were torn and scattered in the air.

Yong-ho was embarrassed when he felt suddenly cold, and the dungeon spirits were even more embarrassed. It was only a second or so, but he became naked completely.

Shortly afterward, mana was released violently in succession. The new black mana that entwined his whole body quickly became tights that stuck to his body. It was like the mannequin was wearing it.

Only then did the silver dragon armor start to move. The silver dragon armor that was shattered into dozens of pieces quickly flew from the mannequin onto his body. Then they began to be reunited as he expected.

Click, click. A pleasant metallic sound was heard in succession.

Yong-ho straightened his back and soon felt a pleasant sense of bondage when the silver dragon armor tightened his body.

"Whew!"