Lord Of Puppets-Chapter 181 – Golem forest – Raid conflict.

[2 hour later – Guild master private tent.]

"..."

"Okay." – said the guild master with straight face as she sat on the chair while also holding a cigar.

"So let me get this straight."

"You are telling me, that no matter what happened... We are not allowed to destroy the dungeon."

"And most specifically, we are not allowed, under any circumstances, even kill the dungeon master?"

"That is correct." – replied Arthur who sat in the chair.

"..."

"Mister Arthur Wirmur." – said the guild master who put down her cigar without even lighting it up.

"Are you fucking with me, you little shit?"

"We are dealing with a dungeon that possess unknown danger."

"We are dealing with monsters problems left and right."

"There are also some bandits who wants to use opportunity by the left over chaos to pull some stupid shit or the remains of the elven kingdom straight up becoming pure terrorist..."

"And you here, now telling me, to fucking not kill the dungeon master?"

"..."

"Correct." – replied Arthur with straight expression.

"If-"

"Reject." – said the woman before the man could even ask his question.

"We talked about this."

"You requested for the dungeon to be spared, if possible, but right now, I don’t know if it will be possible."

"Right now, adventurers are running everywhere, dealing with all sort of shit."

"We cannot keep people in check in one place for too long, since they are needed everywhere."

"And from what I seen? These fuckers are not something to be messed around with."

"By no means, we had encountered monster which can be categorized as B-rank monster."

"But their sheer number."

"Strategy."

"And all sort of shit?"

"They have enough fucking power to wipe out a town or a small city."

"And based on we also know, the dungeon master is also both powerful and extremely intelligent being."

"Not only that, the documents about the dungeon danger rank could be different."

"In here, it is reported that the danger rank is between D to C."

"It may sound weak and stuff, but C rank dungeons can kill B-rank adventurers!"

"It depends on the kingdom."

"Some kingdoms can deal with C-rank dungeons and they can just leave them behind."

"But some nations can’t leave them behind no matter what, and are forced to destroy them as soon as possible."

"Based on the reports, there is good chance that the dungeon master alone exterminated the raid party."

"And that each floor could do nothing to them."

"So, the assumption of the dungeon being between D to C+ was correct."

"However! You do understand that the danger rank of the monsters may change, depending on their size?"

"One thing is fighting freaking 1 monster with danger rank F, and another is if you fight 10 F-rank monsters who combined are as dangerous as E-rank monsters."

"And...Hehehehe."

"We are dealing.... With a fucking army."

"That does not get tired or needs to eat."

"And they are being controlled by a monster who had already shown dangerous level of the intelligence."

"In other words, the danger rank of these fucking golems increase further, since not only they are in one giant pack, but they are also being led by somebody who knows shit."

"Even if does turns out that the dungeon is C-rank or C+-rank, I will not permit its existence."

"We have nobody fucking left, to just stay here, after all of this is done, to keep the fucking watch."

"Not only that, did you fucking forgotten the state of this supposable new grant empire?!"

"Do you understand where I’m going with this?"

"We don’t have physical ability to fucking leave that dungeon alone."

"Do you understand me?"

"..."

"Yet, I insist on keeping the dungeon alive." – replied Arthur with straight face.

"..."

"..."

"Did you not heard a single word that came out of my mouth?" – asked visible extremely pissed off guild master.

"Yes. I’ve heard every single word." – replied Arthur.

"Then why the fuck are you saying this stupid shit?" – asked pissed off guild master.

"According to your discoveries, these guys maybe far more dangerous than we had initially thought."

"YOU of all the people should know THAT!"

"..."

"I’m giving you a chance." – said the guild master as she gotten up and walked up to the man.

"A chance to fucking give me a single good reason why we should not destroy that dungeon."

"..."

"Its value." – said the man.

"These parts."

"The art of golem crafting."

"And these unknown abilities that even I do not understand."

"This dungeon... Is not something by no means we can destroy!"

"..."

"I understand." – replied the guild master.

"I can tell that is valuable and stuff."

"But why are you against killing the dungeon master?"

"Dungeons can revive their masters at the cost of reducing the dungeon’s performance."

"It could give time and everything."

"Yet, you want to keep him alive?"

"That would mean the dungeon would operate all full power."

"Do you want to gather up the golem parts from the dungeon? Farm them?"

"But didn’t you bloody heard what I’ve said before?"

"We are lacking in personal."

"Then arrange it." – said the man.

"!"

"LISTEN HERE YOU FUCKER!" – shouted the guild master as she slammed down her fist on the table.

"We are not having this fucking conversation, if you are going to act like a total fucking idiot!"

"Rules were set up and-"

"No. You are the fucking bastard that does not understand the current situation, do you?" – replied Arthur as he stood up and straight up just stared at the guild master’s face.

"What is one of our military powers?"

"What is one of our means of producing work force?"

"Hm?"

"GOLEMS!"

"Our empire depends on them."

"We use them!"

"For war!"

"And for construction!"

"Do you understand it?"

"That dungeon possess some secrets."

"Some knowledge we may not possess."

"And this?"

"This is a discovery we are straight up not allowed to pass!"

"With the secrets of that dungeon."

"The golem materials."

"Just EVERYTHING from that dungeon."

"We can use it to not only strengthen our golems, but possible improve the whole empire."

"We could make it evolve before-"

"Stop." – said the guild master.

"..."

"I understand your reasoning is for the greater good."

"I understand that you have good reasons to do it all."

"But think about it with a logic and from the current perspective!"

"Not the future one!"

"But a fucking present one!"

"So-"

The guild master tired arguing again with Arthur, but then out of nowhere he suddenly pulled out a badge and put it on the table.

"?"

"?!"

The guild master looked down and stared at it, quickly recognizing the symbol that was on the badge.

A badge of a helmet and crow.

"Let me introduce myself again."

"My name is Arthur Wirmur."

"And I was selected as the presentive of the duke Mifioria."

"And under his name, I’m allowed to handle ALL of his authority."

"..."

(Mifioria.) – thought the visible nervous guild master.

(Before the empire became... Well, an empire.)

(There was one person who played massive role. That stood out amongst all the nobles and leaders.)

(A nobody whose name were never heard about.)

(But because of his massive contribution during the war, he had been accepted into the empire... Or more exactly.)

(He were the empire’s hidden weapons.)

(A nobody who not only archived countless results, but was also key factors in the conquest of the two territories of the fallen kingdoms, as well as played major roles in the war against the elves.)

(Arthur Mifioria.)

(Arthur is a common name in the northers east regions... So, he could had came from the Gorijy kingdom before it became an empire....)

(But again... He came out of nowhere. So there is a chance that he may had just changed his name to the common name.)

(I don’t know who the hell he was before, but one thing for the fact is that he maybe the one behind the golems.)

(Since when HE made his appearance, so did the golems in the Gorijy kingdom.)

(Both he and the golems are definitely related to each other.)

(So is this what is going on?)

(Duke Mifioria was the one who sent that bastard here!?)

(Dammit!)

(I honestly want to say no.)

(But that bastard duke is in extremely ’thigh’ and close relationship with the king.)

(But this doesn’t make any sense!)

(I’ve only recently requested the support!)

(So why the hell he already sent somebody here?!)

(This doesn’t make any sense!)

(The timing is way too quick!)

"..."

(No... This isn’t the main problem.)

(He said he was granted the authority of the duke?)

(Does that mean Duke Mifioria had lent this man his right to use his name, but as well as all of his authority?!)

(IS HE BLOODY CRAZY!?)

(This isn’t something you can just do!)

(Especially if you are high ranking member of nobility!)

(If that HERE idiot were to make one single wrong move, HIS name would just bath in mud, right in front of everybody’s eyes! A proper laughing stock! An embarrassment that could be hearing of for years!)

"..."

(No.... I shouldn’t worry about sullying his name.)

(The problem is that he HAS his authority.)

(If I were to say "No" right now, not only I would be picking up the fight with the newly crowed duke.... But I could possible be seen as "picking a fight with the empiric family".)

(Motherfucker!)

(He made fucking absolutely sure I can’t bloody refuse it?!)