Raised in Dungeon

'My body hurts so bad,'

Allen could sense the effects of the fight that he had recently endured. He noticed that his body was in a battered state; his bones were broken, and there was a likelihood that some of his internal organs had been destroyed. He also has wounds he incurred while activating his god's blessing. At that moment, he lacked the strength required to move. Reig now had no choice but to close the wound on Allen's abdomen.

"Reig, that's enough... I don't think I can take this anymore," Allen said without a sound coming out of his mouth, but by merging with Allen's body, Reig knew what Allen wanted to say.

As Allen lay motionless on the ground, his mind raced with a flurry of thoughts. The bloodstains around him seemed to fade away as he fixated on the vast expanse of sky above. Despite the chaos and violence surrounding his final moments, Allen couldn't tear his eyes away from the breathtaking colors and patterns stretching across the heavens. With each passing second, he felt his grip on life slowly slip away. The inevitability of his passing brought a sense of regret and peace. As his breaths grew shallower and the world around him grew dimmer, Allen realized that if he died here, it was simply his time. And with that acceptance, he surrendered himself to the splendor of the sky, allowing himself to be consumed by the beauty of the moment. The sky he saw was full of stars, and two moons caught his attention; the moonlight made his eyes shine.

'It's a beautiful sky; Illska might love them. But even in this beautiful world, I didn't want to live here without Mother. After Mother passed away, every day was painful; I felt that there was a rope that tied my heart tightly, and that rope was something that I had to finish. I believed that the rope would be destroyed once I killed the humans.

This vengeance is my way of life. I can't let the person who killed my mother roam around out there without feeling any pain.

But that person is now dead, in someone else's hands. Instead of being happy, the rope binding my heart tightened even more. I probably didn't care about that person. I only wanted to take out all my anger and hatred on him. I wanted to kill him with my own hands.

Because he was already dead...

Now I have no purpose in life anymore...

So, that's enough…

Reig, I already have no desire to continue living in this world... I'm sorry...'

...Allen's mana slowly weakened, and Reig, who was no longer getting his mana intake, also began to weaken. Allen's eyes slowly lost their shine, and the whole world began to look dark to him.

Then a light flashed.

A hot, reddish light passed in front of his eyes,

"ALLEEEN!!!"

That voice...

The scream brought Allen instantly to his senses. It was as if all his remaining mana was flowing rapidly toward his head.

"Hang in there, Allen!"

Allen turned his head to the side with all his might, looking toward that very familiar voice.

There Felicia, who seemed to have fully recovered, was pointing her hand at Norman with a circle of amnis fire in front of her.

"Oi! Clarissa! Do something with that kid!" Norman shouted at Clarissa.

But Clarissa was silent, still frightened, and looked shocked because of what happened to her inside Allen's body.

"Shit! Why am I teaming up with these two useless people!" cursed Norman.

As for Allen, when he saw Felicia, he thought

'Fool, why are you awake... You'd better stay asleep so they won't hurt you. From the situation, they probably won't kill you, you probably will be fine,' Allen thought.

"Allen! Don't just sleep on that filthy ground!" said Felicia as she ran towards Allen.

'Shut up, you're should be quiet; this man already looked so pissed off'

Norman was immediately in front of Felicia with lightning-fast steps.

"Alright, fooling around is over. That kid will die soon, so give up on him," Norman said. He lifted Felicia's body onto his shoulders and started walking away from there.

"No! Noooo! Let go of me! I have to save him!" Felicia repeatedly tried to rebel, she hit Norman's head and body, but Norman didn't seem to feel anything from her blows. Felicia still had a little bit of mana. But she didn't want to use that mana to attack Norman. She had to use it to save Allen, who was lying far away in front of her, with severe injuries.

"Allen! Don't just sleep there! Hurry up and save me!" shouted Felicia, hoping her selfish words would make Allen stand up.

Allen again put on a new face that she had never seen before. And Felicia knew exactly what was going through Allen's mind at that moment.

It was the same face she had seen on herself as she cried at her 10th birthday party.

The face of despair. Who had given up on everything in this world.

Felicia stopped rebelling. She began to try to reach out her hands to Allen's sprawled body.

She had to do something

She had to say something

When she was down like that, what could she do?

Was she going to let Allen stay there, waiting for death to take him?

But what could she do?

What could she say to Allen at a time like this?

She was just a selfish little girl who thought only of herself, was arrogant, and always looked down on others. She couldn't say anything to Allen.

Then Felicia remembered the moments she had shared with Allen. And all of them would have been lost if she hadn't said something.

.... something

I have to say something...

What made Allen so desperate...

What made Allen hate humans so much...

Her mind tried to focus on the one problem in front of her. She quickly replayed all the things she had ever talked about with Allen. Allen's face and words flashed through her head.

One word...

One word...

One word is enough...

One word that could get Allen back on his feet...

And Felicia finally came to a conclusion...

She began to scream:

"Allen!... Please, live!"

For Felicia, those were just Isabelle's last words that she heard from Allen as he woke up in her house. She knew that Allen must be suffering from the loss of someone he cared about so much, and she was sure that Isabelle knew it too. Maybe that's why Isabelle said that word in her last moments.

Felicia looked at the same face of Allen that Isabelle had seen before. To them, Allen looked like someone who wouldn't care about himself after finishing his heart matter. Those eyes were not those of a person who wanted to live, but those of a person who tried to tear apart all his enemies.

For Allen, those words were not only Isabelle's last words. But the last words of his mother.

Allen's eyes, which had looked limp and lifeless, suddenly became wide open. His pupils shrank, and his tears came out.

Felicia's words reminded him of one important thing.

That is his mother's last request.

"Live, Allen." Allen seemed to hear Queen Orc's voice once again.

And the memory of his life with her returned to his head every time he heard those words.

"Live, Allen." He remembered when he woke up in the morning and saw his mother working

"Live, Allen." He remembered how he laughed, comparing the size of his hands with her mother's

"Live, Allen." He remembers the hug from his mother that was so warm

"Live, Allen." Then he remembered his mother's smiling face as she said it.

Queen Orc was dead, but her requests and memories were still alive inside Allen.

If he died here, he would have disappointed his mother again. And he hated that because he had disappointed his mother last time and had not apologized to her.

At that moment, Allen's will to live was revived.

But it still wasn't enough.

His condition was now entirely beyond help. Breathing was difficult, and he could feel his breath slowly getting shorter.

There was nothing he could do to recover

All he has now is mana. What should he do to utilize his remaining mana?

Attack Norman with amnis?

'No... My amnis is too weak, and anyway, with his speed, there's no way he doesn't dodge it,'

Using a smaller amount of black-blood?

'No... just like before, it will only be dodged, and there is no guarantee that he will lose with that attack. What I need right now is something that can kill that guy outright or maybe get me and Felicia out of here.'

Allen looked at his stomach, which Reig was currently entering to stop the bleeding.

Then he remembered

that Reig might be able to do something.

"Reig... you really don't need to stop my bleeding," Allen said.

Allen had not thought of any other possibilities that he could use from the beginning. That was to leave everything to Reig.

Reig was indeed a conscious weapon, but he was not entirely Allen's weapon, as he acted independently without Allen's orders. So Allen knew that Reig had done something behind his back when he didn't ask for it, and he was hoping that Reig really had that "something".

"Reig, I'll give up all my mana, eat them all, so please save Felicia."

Reig elongated, came out of Allen's open abdomen, and brought himself closer to Allen's face,

"Don't worry; I don't intend to die again. I want you to save Felicia because I believe she will do something to save me. I know she's that kind of person. So do it... save us from this situation."

As for Norman, he was finally relieved that Felicia had not rebelled, but he was also annoyed that things had not gone according to plan. He even thought that his job might have failed. Because Arthur and Clarissa had become useless just because of the mental attack given by the boy.

'When I get back, I'll report that the two of them screwed up the job!' Norman thought.

When Norman was about to lift Clarissa's body.

Suddenly...

"KYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!" Felicia screamed. Norman sighed and wanted to shut Felicia up immediately,

"HEY! IT'S ENOUGH! JUST GIVE UP-"

-BRUG!

Something huge kicked him from behind, and he was thrown several meters forward, crashing into the wall of one of the buildings.

"What's... what happened? Isn't that kid still alive?"

Norman heard the hoofbeats of a horse that was quickly heading toward him. But he couldn't see it clearly because the fog from the ruins obscured his view.

When the mist slowly cleared, he could finally see the creature's silhouette in front of him.

Norman couldn't help but be surprised by what he saw.

In front of him now was a monster with a very large body. Part of its body was a horse's body, and part of it was the body of a minotaur.

Unmistakably, it was The Great Minotaur that Allen had defeated on the 8th floor. Norman had seen it once, but its shape slightly differed from what he remembered.

The Great Minotaur in front of him was pitch black.

Norman sighed as he saw Felicia running toward Allen's body. And realize the minotaur is not a regular monster because it kicks him to save Felicia.

He concludes that there might be another surprise from Allen.

"What the hell… I am really unlucky. I feel like fighting the main character with the biggest plot armor ever," he thought.