Rebirth of the Strongest Dungeon Master

"What's going on?"

Isaac found the young antfolk holding a golden egg. The demon opened his eyes wide. Not long after, a smile crossed his face.

"Lord Isaac! What is this egg?" asked the young antfolk innocently.

"You are completely clueless." The demon touched the golden egg gently. "This is the queen's egg. You just hit the jackpot."

"What!"

Immediately, the young antfolk was startled. His hands trembled as he learned that the egg he was holding was a queen egg. In his entire life, he had never met the queen in person. For some reason, this was an honor for him.

The young antfolk could not hide his admiration.

Isaac, on the other hand, frowned. It wasn't that he was unhappy with the jackpot he had hit, it was just that finding the queen ant's egg was strange.

"Strange... a queen's egg should never be kept."

Hearing the demon's words, the young antfolk put on a curious face. "Why? Isn't that good."

"Yes, it's good for me, but not for the Queen."

Now, confusion was written all over his face.

If Isaac remembered correctly, the possibility of a golden egg being born was very small. Even if a golden egg was born, the Queen would eat it immediately. Not all antfolk were cannibals, only the Queen.

In an Ant Kingdom, there could only be one Queen. Two Queens in one kingdom would cause chaos, like two maestros in one orchestra or two chefs in one kitchen.

If there were two Queens in one kingdom, they would most likely kill each other. They would fight for power. The antfolk only served one Queen.

Isaac had never seen such a scenario, but he had seen how the Queen ants consumed the golden eggs.

The Antfolk Queen storing the golden eggs raised questions for him.

"Lord Isaac, hey. Are you okay?"

The young antfolk's voice pulled Isaac who was deep in thought.

The demon shook his head. "Ah, i'm okay. Give it to me."

The golden egg passed into Isaac's hands, then it went into the inventory.

"The plan has changed, you can't go yet," Isaac said.

"Eh?"

The young antfolk sounded disappointed. He had hoped to be out of here soon. Staying with the demon was not a good idea.

"Now we collect the small eggs."

"Small eggs?" asked the young antfolk, a little curious.

Isaac nodded.

Small eggs meant that the eggs that hatched would have a high probability of becoming male antfolk. Since they found a golden egg, which would one day become a queen, he had to find a male egg. Otherwise, this golden egg would be useless.

A queen without a male to fertilize her would just be a useless monster.

Isaac and the young ants combed the egg storage room again. They rummaged through hundreds of pile eggs, looking for small eggs.

Finding male eggs was more difficult than finding warrior eggs and worker eggs. Worker eggs make up the largest number of eggs. If a ratio was made; eggs that after hatching are likely to become worker antfolk were 70 percent and warrior antfolk were 25 percent. While male eggs wre 5 percent.

After rummaging through the pile of eggs for a while, they found 30 eggs that might have the potential to become males. Of course, there is a possibility that after they hatch, they would become warrior or worker antfolk.

"Sorry, Lord. I only found these."

In the young antfolk's hands were 10 eggs. For some reason, his face looked grim. Either because he was afraid of facing Isaac, or afraid of disappointing him.

Isaac stroked his chin. "No problem. The difference size between the worker eggs and the male eggs is slight. It is difficult to identify them."

Had the system been able to identify the contents of the eggs, Isaac might not have struggled like this.

He took the eggs from the young antfolk's hands and placed them into his inventory.

After handing them over, the young antfolk looked nervous. The pair of antennae on his head greedily swayed like a pendulum.

Without having to ask, Isaac knew what the young antfolk was thinking.

"You want to leave, right?" he asked.

The antfolk's face lit up. "Yes, my lord."

"You may go."

The young antfolk bowed, showing his gratitude for sparing his life. He quickly ran towards the exit.

However, at the doorway, Isaac called out to him.

Instantly that antfolk froze. He grumbled in a low voice. Reluctantly, the young antfolk turned his body around with a smile, his lips visibly trembling.

"You'd better not go back with your gang. Get out from the tower, go to the surface. Although it's dangerous out there, it's better than living confined as a slave."

The young antfolk did not understand the demon telling him to leave the tower. It had never crossed his mind to leave his birthplace.

However, he felt that what the demon said was so sincere.

The young antfolk nodded. "Yes, lord. But if I may why?"

The demon sighed. "Soon... this place will fall into ruin."

Hearing such a surprising answer, the young antfolk gaped.

"What do you mean, lord?" he asked stammeringly.

"Isn't it obvious. This place will collapse. Soon it will be a bloody field. Hurry up and leave this place if you don't want to die."

The ant monster gulped. Confusion was written on hiss face. Not long after, his eyes opened wide.

The young ant man trembled. He immediately ran as hard as he could away from the demon.

Seeing the anfolk running in fear, Isaac chuckled.

"He must think I'm going to destroy this place."

A sigh escaped the demon's mouth.

Isaac gave the young antfolk a warning.

He always gives appreciation to anyone who helps him. Like when he gave Alyna a wyvern egg or saved Taji from death. Not that he was a good demon, he just followed his principles. He must not be indebted to anyone.

Her attention was drawn to the hundreds of eggs piled up.

"Now, let's clean up these eggs."

Isaac accessed the inventory. He picked up a scroll.

<Magic Fire Scroll>

[Type: Item]

[Class: C]

[A magic scroll that can release fire magic if the user injects mana into it.]

He opened the magic scroll, strange letters and symbols were written inside. Accumulated mana poured out from his hand, sparks appeared from the writing. Not long after, the magic scroll spouted a huge flame.

The flames devoured the eggs. A fishy, burnt smell, and a strange popping sound echoed in the room.

The flames reflected in his eyes.

He burned these eggs for no reason. There was a possibility that the demons would find them. Rather than let them get them, it was better for him to burn them, so that no one would have antfolk eggs but him.

As he was watching the flames, a huge explosion was heard in the distance. Isaac quickly turned his head outside the gate.

"Huh... it's already started huh?"

A grin appeared on the demon's face.

"I think I need to liven things up."

Isaac departed from the egg storage room, leaving behind the flames that consumed thousands of antfolk eggs.

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Bang!

A huge boom echoed out. The walls of the tower collapsed, dust flew up. Cold air entered the tower.

Alyna struggled to stand up. Her body was covered in blood. Bruises were scattered all over her body. Blood began to cloud her vision. Her breathing was getting heavier.

One more jolt, and she might faint.

On the other side, a silver-haired man stood proudly with a sword in his hand. Although the room was in ruins, dust was flying, there was not a single stain of dirt on his clothes.

A few behind him, men in black robes watched them.

"You seem unable to fight anymore, Lady Alyna. Surrender, and swear allegiance to me. I promise to treat you well."

Spitting blood from her mouth, Alyana chuckled at Duke Gavin's words.

"I'd rather die than be your pawn," she retorted.

Duke Gavin Bael let out a disappointed sigh. "It's unfortunate then."

Swush.

All of a sudden, the silver-haired man vanished from Alyna's sight. Instantly the red-haired woman gasped, she raised her large scythe.

A sword swung quickly towards her face.

Clang!

"Keeeuuugh!"

Gavin suddenly appeared in front of her, luckily Alyna managed to parry his attack.

"Asshole!"

A furious woman exclaimed.

After that, the two attacked each other. The sword and scythe were swung so fast that the wind whistled. The sound of metal clashing rang out.

The two of them fought seemingly evenly, but Duke Gavin was actually holding back.

"Call out, Lady Alyna."

Alyna gritted her teeth. "I won't!"

Hearing such an unwelcome reply, Gavin's patience finally ran out.

"Alright then."

Gavin swung his sword with full force, Alyna restrained him.

Clang!

"What?"

She was stunned to see her weapon floating and spinning in the air.

"Hey, I'm in your face."

Alyna gasped, Gavin was right in front of her. The man's sword was ready to pierce her.

"Adios..."

Splaat!

Fresh red blood spurted out.