Dungeon of Pride, Laplace



When did he move? Even Alvara couldn't see the robed person's movements.

"Haha… you can't do that princess. Even if you give up, you cannot die" Herm kicked the unconscious Marba away and wagged his finger.

"That's right, you asked me a question before as to how I managed to run away from all those monsters there? Hehe, let me answer it for you, think of it as the last favour I do for you all for taking care of me for all those years".

He pointed at the robed figure "It's all thanks to Sir Roderick. Because of him, we were saved from getting killed by those monsters. He cleared all those monsters on our way here. He is also a powerhouse who is above level 500".

His words caused Cynthia and Alvara to widen their eyes in disbelief. They had assumed that Herm and his group had simply managed to escape from the monsters, but the truth was far more surprising. They had battled their way through, and the robed man was the one who defeated all those monsters.

Pleased by their reaction, Herm continued "You should know who he is, your highness. After all, he was brought here from the Kingdom of Blackthorn by your second brother."

At that moment, the robed man finally revealed his face from beneath the hood. His features were weathered, adorned with scars earned from countless battles. Despite the years that had passed, he still exuded a sense of raw power and determination.

"You… you are Roderick Garnald" When Cynthia saw the appearance of the robed person, she immediately recalled who he was.

"That's right your highness, I'm a faithful servant of his Majesty, the king of Blackthorn and the protector of the royal family. I apologise for my heavy handed behaviour earlier; however, please understand that I was tasked to bring you with me no matter what" Roderick bowed his head towards Cynthia and introduced himself.

"I believe I have already rejected that proposal once".

"I'm afraid you have no say in this matter, your highness. Everything is already decided by the second prince. You should accept your fate" Herm sneered. "Sir Roderick, you achieved the objective you came here for. Take her Highness and get out of the cave".

Roderick nodded his head and picked up the immobilised Cynthia. "What about you?" he asked.

Herm flashed a lecherous smile as he glanced at the exhausted guard captain and said "I have some work here, you go ahead and wait for me outside the cave".

Roderick did not say anything more and simply walked away, taking Cynthia with him.

"Wait.. where are you going? Put the princess down" Alvara struggled to get on her feet.

"Hehe… Guard Captain, you should worry about yourself" Herm spoke as he slowly inched closer to her.

"You mongrel do not call me with that filthy mouth of yours" Alvara attacked. However, her attack was too slow and carried none of the strength that came with her level.

It was clear to anyone that she was very weak and exhausted right now. It was to the point where even Herm a non combatant with a low level could easily deflect her sword away.

CLANG… the sword fell on the ground and Alvara was pushed to the wall of the cave.

"W-what do you plan to do?" Pushing her to the wall and snatching away her sword, the guard captain felt a bad premonition.

"Hehe, can't you tell? I always wanted to do this to you captain; no Alvara" Herm brought his face close and sniffed her scent. Next, he stroked her hair, her neck and curves all the while enjoying her struggle.

"No!! Get away from me" Alvara pushed Herm away and tried to run; however, she was knocked down and pinned on the ground by the latter.

"If you try to run away or even resist, I'll kill Marba over there" Herm threatened, a maniacal light flashed in his eyes.

"You beast!!" When threatened with the life of her comrade, even the strong and independent Guard Captain couldn't muster up the tiny bit strength of resistance. She simply laid on the ground and allowed the other person to do whatever they wanted with a despairing and blank look on her face.

"Hehe, that's more like it. Don't worry though, soon I'll make you scream in pleasure and wanting more" Herm laughed, molesting her breasts and kissing her neck. He then tore her upper clothes and the corset underneath, revealing a pair of beautiful mounds.

"Whew… look at that? I always knew you had some great knockers underneath that skimpy and tight fitting leather clothes you wore. But they are even bigger than I imagined. F cup? No, they are at least G cup" Herm whispered near Alvara's ears.

"You bastard, I'll never forgive you" She glared at him with loathing and rage.

"It looks like you haven't learned your lesson. In that case…"

BOOOM… at this moment, a thunderous rumbling noise erupted shaking the entire cave and causing debris to fall down from the ceiling.

"It came from the outside, What is going on?  Well, Sir Roderick is outside, even if a monster appeared I'm sure he will be able to handle it" Herm sneered before turning his attention back to the beauty pinned underneath him.

"Next, I'll strip you out of those trousers of yours… hehe".

Alvara tried to struggle; however, her resistance amounted to nothing in front of his strength. CHIII… her trousers were torn down revealing a pair of enchanting long legs.

"Slurp… As expected, the Guard Captain is on a whole another level compared to those whores from the capital" Herm commented wiping down the saliva that almost overflowed from his mouth.

"I always had my eyes on you and Her Highness ever since I started working in the Serene Palace Merchant Guild. You don't even know how many times I fantasized about pinning both of you down and ravishing you. Finally, thanks to the second prince, I can now fulfil one of my fantasies".

"Although it's a pity that I can't lay my hands on her Highness, I can at least have a taste of you as much as I want".

Ptooey… Alvara spat on Herm whose every word disgusted and sickened her.

The latter did not mind and simply wiped away the spit on his face "Haha… I will see how long you keep that attitude". Slowly, he undid his belt and pants.

'No…' tears trickled down her cheeks as she looked at the cave entrance seeking for help. That was coincidentally when she saw a shadow rushing towards her.

"Alvara!!" The voice called out as soon as she appeared in her line of sight. It was Cynthia, the princess that she served.

Why was she here?

"Huh? Why are you here? Didn't Roderick immobilise you and take you out?" Herm who was just about to rape Alvara, turned around in confusion, not expecting Cynthia's arrival.

"Roderick?! Are you talking about this guy" However, she wasn't alone. Following closely behind her, were a couple of figures. They were people that he had never seen before.

The figure in the front, tossed out something towards him. It landed on the ground with a splat noise before rolling towards him.

The moment Herm saw what it was, for a second there his brain blanked out unable to process it. When it finally did, all the blood drained out of his face as he screamed and backed away from it.

The thing that the figure threw towards him, was a decapitated head and it was not just any head, but the head of the powerhouse, the protector of the Blackthorn royal family who was supposed to be above level 500, Roderick.

"H-How can…"

"Well, there is so much I want to know too but first, put away that sorry thing away" The figure stepped forward and kicked Herm away from Alvara.

The force from that kick was so powerful that all the air was expelled from his lungs as he crashed onto the walls, losing consciousness immediately.

"Alvara are you alright?!" the princess tightly hugged her and cried. The cave that appeared as the despairing pits of a nightmare, suddenly had a ray of light shining on it.

"I suppose we made it in time. How are the others?"…

"The mage here is heavily injured and unconscious. But other that, she doesn't seem to be in a state of danger"…

"Master… stop looking at her"..

"Eh? Ah, here is a robe, cover yourself" the figure passed Alvara a cloth.

"You finally came… thank you" The latter took the cloth and thanked him.

The figure that came in the nick of time to rescue her and the princess, was no hero; but a demon who are passed down as incarnation of evils in the annals of their history.

The master of the dungeon, and the person they were looking for, Simon was here. The latter stood tall as he exuded a powerful and imposing aura.

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Alvara slowly opened her eyes, her surroundings initially a blur. As her vision cleared, she found herself lying on a soft, cushiony bed. The brightness of the place was in stark contrast to the gloom of the cave she had been trapped in earlier. Confusion swept over her as she tried to recall how she got here.

"Where am I?" she mumbled, her voice weak from the exhaustion she felt. As she attempted to sit up, she noticed the bandages on her body, reminding her of the injuries she had sustained during her mission to save the princess.

"That's right, princess!!" panicked, she turned around only to find the person she was looking for, lying in a bed next to her.