Lazy Dungeon Master

The Bandits’ Boss

In the end, two days passed by uneventfully since I added more rooms.

The bandits seems to have taken a vacation and spent all of their time in the dungeon, half of them laying down drinking sake. I thought they’d attack travelers and merchants every day, bit it seems I was wrong. They were taking a holiday while their boss was out overnight, I wonder what he’s doing?

Well, it’s fine though since thanks to that I got a lot of DP with just that little.

Well, the boss came back with seven more thugs.

Though I guess he invited them from somewhere, their strength… even if I calculate the DP backwards from coming in, they’re just thugs after all.

One person was roughly between 10-15 DP per day, so seven more people increases the daily income by around 70-105 DP? Simply delicious. In addition to that, when they went out they came back with a young person that was probably an adventurer.

Yep, gagged and tied with rope, it was a woman.

They started stabbing the young person with their swords as I thought that. These people are scary.

When the slaughter finished, they watched the pool of blood be absorbed by the dungeon in mute amazement.

“Oh, a decent amount of DP came in. 300 DP huh.”

“… Goblin Lover Rokuko, don’t summon fifteen goblins.”

Oh yeah. It was a present to the dungeon, yeah. Wasn’t their effort good? Let’s reward them…

So, since it seems that it took a considerable amount of time for them to stab the adventurer to death, I decided to give them a sharp iron sword (150 DP). 520 DP left. I want to save up more…

“Hey, I wanted you to add something like more rooms ya know?”

Seeing this, even though the bandit’s boss had the sword in his hand, he complained while dissatisfied. n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

What’s with you, even though I took great pains to bless you with a sword.

“Haah, say that earlier, whatever.”

“What now? Going to make a room?”

“I don’t feel like using more DP… ah, that’s right.”

*

Going to town, I went to sell the plundered goods.

Well, even though I say that I went to town, more precisely I went to a slum around the outer wall.

As I expected, public order wasn’t so bad that a bandit boss like me could go inside the walls… it’d be different if I did a bit of bribing though.

Ah, about the steel helmet I got from the dungeon, I decided to not sell it and use it. It’s probably good to take care of something like a first present.

Well, I obtained seven new companions from the street.

Street thugs, people in my profession, runaway slaves… well, everyone gives off that kind of feeling.

While I was at it, I attacked and stunned a brat adventurer who was walking along the path, bringing them back to the base.

Hahaha, it really is a dangerous place away from the city. Rookies shouldn’t come to the mountainside by themselves ya know.

Because of that, I took put it in the dungeon for it to make another room, feeding it the corpse. The seven new companions had surprised faces when they saw a stiff being completely eaten by the ground.

“Boss, a box came out!”

“Ooh… wait, what’s this? A sword?”

A sword was put into the box.

An iron sword. The item was a better quality than I’d used so far.

But, that isn’t what I want right now. I want a room.

As expected, with seven more people it’s cramped. Well, it was six people in a small room before. Thinking about the two people rotating out to stand guard, entering the rooms that were increased to three was cramped. I want a new room soon.

When I mumbled that, a new box came out.

“Yeah, what is it this time?”

Taking the box, [Since it wasn’t enough to make a new room, make one yourself] was written on the bottom of it.

Inside were three brand new pickaxes.