86 84 Side Diary (2/2)

July 11, 3621.

Dungeon expansion ended. The interior is all ten tiers. Externally, 50 meters from the surface of the floating island will be the range of influence of the dungeon.

I don't think we'll ever be landed again if we improve our aviation capabilities.

From now on, we're going to invest in creating undead and installing traps.

May 20, 3622.

I've been trying to create a special individual for a long time today. The undead is the Necromancer Eater, who created 10,000 GPs.

Oh, my God, they're gonna eat the undead and be strong on you. It just looks like a zombie now, but I'm looking forward to seeing how it grows.

Usually I decided to leave the labyrinth wandering my way.

10/10/3622

Today, I think I'll be writing a lot in a while.

Oh, my God, I became a dungeon master, and there was my first intruder. At first, I thought it was the hand of the Reids kingdom, but it seems to be very different.

There was only one, and he looks like an adventurer. I'm a necromancer, but I was a pretty high opponent. Even I was able to follow Griffon Skeleton, who struggled to summon.

I worked pretty hard to position the birds and bats undead. I was broken through by Griffon's power moves.

The forest on the ground worked properly, though. I tried to position the phantom trap and make it easier to get lost in the road, but it caught me well.

I ran into the undead the first time I went, and I think I drained a lot.

It looked like we were retreating, so I let the top undead chase us. The Necromancer eater got a lot stronger, and I could beat him to win... You got away with it in the end.

Too bad. I caught him and wanted to hear a lot about him. In some cases, I could have handed it down.

Nevertheless, I laughed a long time ago. I've probably never laughed like this before in my life.

”My name is Jean Doobie! Ha ha, an undead nest! It's a dungeon for me!”.

I'm not making fun of you, am I? Rather a spectrum? The accessories of the claws, the worn robes, and the words and deeds. That's the true Necromancer, isn't it?

What about me? [M] You said something about me to Rich. Aren't you dressed up?

So I'm going to try to be a little aware of how to talk from today onwards.

”We are Rich, king of evil spirits! Oh, my God! ♪ Or what do you think? No, what about it?

Mmm, that sounds good! Come on.

Well, it's gonna take a little while before I get used to it.

28/10/3623

Finally, the GP accumulated 300,000. Now the resentment furnace can be installed. That was worth actively hunting for the warcraft that occasionally comes around the floating island.

Demon Stone can be used for demon props, and I thought I'd leave it... It is the Demon Stone that allows the Dungeon to absorb and get the # 1 GP.

Even miscellaneous fish like Lesser Wyburn get 20 GPs. In the end, I decided to let the dungeon absorb everything.

This facility absorbs the resentment around it. They say they convert it into magic. By connecting with my colleagues, I will be able to absorb magic and resentment indefinitely.

April 12, 3624

Thanks to the resentment furnace, the power of my colleagues is increasing every day. If things go smoothly like this, the day will come when you will gain the strength you need to avenge them.

But there is also a slight anomaly. The resentment within us is gaining strength so much that we can understand ourselves. For my colleagues who have the ability to change resentment, the increase in resentment is also an increase in power......

I also feel hatred and resentment are on the rise.

November 3, 3624

There have been moments lately when I don't remember. Is that the effect of the resentment furnace?

August 7, 3625

I noticed something interesting today. I'm a ghost eater, but at some point I was becoming a child.

Until the other day, I should have been a giant nearly 10 meters......

I guess it's the result of scraping off the wasted part. Much smaller, but the magic was more than doubled.

Besides, that figure looked just like my brother before he became rich. Is it because you shed my magic on him? Or because we built it? Interesting.

3626, February 24

I don't remember two days of the week. I saw the video recording, which is a function of the dungeon, is that my brother? What was on the footage was exactly Rich.

There was a tyranny, ruthlessness, cruelty, a good fit for words like that, evil spirit king.

Only when, my brother must be swallowed up by that being.

But maybe that's good.

Sweetness is not necessary to take revenge. If you were that my brother, you would surely avenge the Reids kingdom. More miserable, more atrocious.

October 6, 3626.

Lack of memory is finally bad. I don't remember half the day.

But the plan is going well. Level up our own people, improve our distribution. With this power, I can drop the Reids Kingdom.

Still bad minutes in the all-out war, but an ambush on the King's capital by a floating island and the assassination of a royal family. And take in the humans you killed in the first war, as undead soldiers.

I should be able to. The decision is six months later.

Let us remind the world of the depth of our resentment.

March 19, 3627

For the first time in six months, he regained consciousness. The main personality is completely over there now.

The dungeons seem to be fortifying well, I don't mind.

But is this God's guidance?

It's been a long time since I woke up. There's been another intruder today. Besides, like last time, he was a necromancer who called himself Jean. This time, they also have collaborators.

The collaborators were cute girls my age before I became rich. But he's an amazing swordsman.

I can't take my eyes off the footage they send me.

Nice, if you had such a friend...... Having been a slave since I was born, I have no experience of having friends. So maybe that girl looks more dazzling.

I don't want that kid to die... Is that an impossible wish?

Nevertheless, the dungeon is attacked with tremendous momentum. I'm sure you're all set. If so, will you be attacked?

Thinking about it, I feel strange. The anxiety that we may not be able to take revenge and the expectation that we may be free from this heart-burning resentment.

Do we want to disappear? Don't you want to disappear?

I don't know.

It's just, I guess that necromancer and the girl are our destiny. Well, what happens......

Too bad I can't see the end for myself. What is happening the next time I wake up? Or do I not have to wake up anymore? Looking forward to it.

Could this journal be read by Jean Doobie and the Beastman girl?

If so, I just want to say one thing.

I'm glad you guys survived.