Chapter 214: The Misunderstanding Is Huge
What was missing from the Shadow Nightmare Sword forged for Treya?
This was a question Will had been pondering.
Or perhaps…
What was needed for Princess Treya to glance at it and feel his concern, as he had designed it to convey?
It was common knowledge that Treya’s sword skill originated from demons. It could even be considered a broad category of “black magic.”
However, Will hadn’t figured out the principle behind her sword skill. Even when he asked Treya, her reply was vague: “I can use it by following the voice in my heart.”
Unfortunately, the Treya in the original work never obtained this power. He couldn’t even figure out how the demon power operated from the original work.
In terms of manifestation, her sword, like Liya’s staff, was extremely fragile. However, unlike Liya’s staff which broke due to “overload,” Treya’s sword likely hadn’t found a suitable vessel for her demon power.
So…
What about the “heart” mentioned by the Emperor of the demon’s dungeon?
The heart was the pump that continuously sent demonic blood throughout the body, and blood was often related to magic circuits and magic.
Additionally, the Empress herself had said: good resistance and capacity for black magic.
Undoubtedly!
If a heart of an emperor class could be injected into the blade…
It would surely be able to withstand any kind of demonic power.
He could imagine it—
Treya, struggling to improve with each sword practice, anxious because he wasn’t around, touching the sword in her hand, feeling a surge of power, and finally raising her head, realizing her reliance was right before her eyes.
Then, the darkness in her eyes would gradually fade…
Excellent, this was the way to go!
He was a genius!
So…
He spoke thus—
“I want your heart.”
Silence fell in the bedroom on the thirtieth floor of the dungeon after he uttered those words.
Then, the silence was broken by Lucifer’s cry:
“Wh-wh-wh-what are you doing!”
Lucifer, who had been sitting proudly on the bed moments before, kicked her legs, wearing shoes, and scrambled backward on the bed until she was pressed against the footboard.
She grabbed a pillow from the side and shyly hugged it in her hands.
Even without memory deletion, this series of actions happened before Will as if he had teleported.
“Hm? Didn’t you promote it to us? You said demon hearts were excellent materials. I want a heart to build a sword. What’s wrong? Is there a problem?”
“So… so you meant a real heart?”
Lucifer seemed relieved, gently put down the pillow in her hands, and let the clothes on her shoulders fall back to her elbows.
“Mmm… If it’s not a real heart, can you make a fake one?”
At this moment, Will’s mind regarded the heart as a crucial item, akin to the stone he obtained from the Rock Fire Iron Wall.
“St-stupid! Th-that’s not my heart!”
“You’re unwilling to give it?”
“Th-there are many demons here. And some high-ranking ones… Wh-where would one ever ask for the Empress’s… heart first thing?”
If it wasn’t the Empress’s heart…
Could it withstand the demon power Treya used?
Will thought for a moment and felt it might not be possible, but it was worth a try. There wasn’t another demon-themed dungeon in this world. He would have to find demon types in scattered dungeons.
“Then… a high-ranking demon’s heart is also acceptable.”
“You’re so casual! I… I actually thought someone specifically came for my heart. It seems I was being sentimental.”
Lucifer, instead, became displeased.
“Are you going to give it or not?”
“Who are you building a sword for? I can understand you making armor for others, but in human society, aside from Entak of the First Demon City, no one uses demons…”
“Entak’s Ninth Princess, Treya Entak. She is also the sole designated successor of the Entak Sword Style.”
It wasn’t Will who interrupted Lucifer’s response, but Shuna, who had been standing behind him with her arms crossed, observing their conversation.
“Am I right?”
She stepped forward and patted Will’s shoulder.
“Princess Treya…?!”
Upon hearing this, Lucifer’s expression turned to shock. She then crawled off the bed and, in three quick steps, jumped down.
“Wh-what is it?”
She tiptoed and leaned in front of Will, scrutinizing his face from top to bottom with utmost seriousness.
“Looking at you now, you really are the same as the person in that Wanted Poster!”
“Ah?”
“You’re the fiancé of the current Ninth Princess?! The one talked about all over town, Princess Treya’s darling, her white moonlight, the one she pines for even when she’s out fooling around? The one she misses day and night, so much that she can’t participate in the current royal infighting because of it?!”
“Wh-wh-wh-wh-wh-wh-wh-wh-what?!”
“Will! Right, that’s the name. The youngest son of the Hysterm Family, that’s his name— I’ve actually met a living person!”
Lucifer’s eyes gleamed as she tightly clasped Will’s hands.
Her expression was like that of a gossip magazine’s male lead suddenly appearing before you.
“At this point, shouldn’t you say ‘I’ve met the real person’?”
Now it was Will’s turn to be startled and take a step back.
What was going on?
What was all that incredibly dense information she had just rattled off?
What was Treya’s darling?
What was Treya’s white moonlight? Oh, that seemed to be true.
What did she pine for day and night?
What made her so anxious that she couldn’t participate in the royal infighting?
The first two made him sound like some parasite clinging to the princess’s leg, but what was the last one?
“So? So? Is all of this true? Are you really the kind of person that Princess Treya can’t forget even when you’re out fooling around?”
“I…” Will thought for a moment, wondering whether to explain “fooling around” or Treya first. “First of all, I wasn’t fooling around.”
“Then who is the Dungeon Couple wearing matching outfits with you?”
“Pfft.”
Shuna seemed unable to hold back her laughter, leaning on Will’s shoulder.
“Shuna, explain it!”
“Sorry, hahahaha… I think these descriptions are so fitting, even though they’re completely wrong. Hahahahaha… Fooling around, darling…”
More than that…
Will looked at Lucifer, who had let go of him. She circled him, observing him with an expression like one might examine a “male succubus.”
“I see, I see. No wonder you could say ‘I want your heart’ so casually.”
The misunderstanding was huge.
Will truly hadn’t expected that the Wanted Poster would lead to such a misunderstanding.
“Wait a minute, you dungeon creature who seems confined to the dungeon, with a range of action no larger than a small town, where did you hear all this gossip?”
