Raised in Dungeon

The two girls were standing outside the door of the room inside the rental houses in a noble district, debating they wanted that room. One of them was a white-haired girl attempting to persuade the other to give her that room.

"Hey! I want this room because I need it! Give it to meeee!"

"Mary, don't you forget 'first come first served' is one of this group's rules?"

"That only happens if we're all at the same start! I had to help him clean the house first! That is why I'm late! I want the end room because there's less light here. You don't care about light, right?! Then just give your room to me!!!"

"I don't care about the light, but I don't like it when the place I took first is taken away. Just go, find another place."

"YOU ARE SO CRUEL ELINOR! I HATE YOU!"

Because of the rules in that group, Mary gave up on that room. She went straight to the first floor with an annoyed face, met a man sitting downstairs, and hugged him from his side, spoiling him.

"Masteeer! Elinor won't give up her room! In the beginning, I should let you clean the house yourself."

The man smiled, then stroked Mary's head gently.

"Don't be like that, Mary. We don't know what god blessings the guards and nobles here have; I need you to clean them up quickly."

"But in the end, they are so weak! You alone are enough to clean them up by yourself!"

"We are lacking information. As payment, you can sleep in my room later."

"REALLY?!"

"Yes."

"Hurraaay! If possible, I want to sleep with your real body, not a doll."

"Okay."

After a while, Mary realized that her master had just stroked her head with his dirty hands. She immediately grabbed her white hair and realized that blood was smeared on her head.

"WAIT! MASTER! WHY DID YOU STROKING MY HEAD WHEN YOU'RE COVERED IN BLOOD?! AAAAAAAAH I HAVE TO TAKE ANOTHER SHOWER BECAUSE OF YOU!!!

"It's because you jumped straight at me; it can't be helped. I didn't mean to do that."

"Ugh, liar… Elinor too, master too, the dolls always get on my nerves!" Mary then left and went to the back door on the right to bathe again.

Mary's master, Ivaylo, was currently cutting off a girl's head after inserting his needle into her brain. Ivaylo's clothes were slightly clean, but his hands were covered in thick blood, and splatters of flesh. He chuckled when he saw Mary's angry reaction after he deliberately rubbed her head.

-RING RING

The house door had a bell, so when people entered, the bell would ring loud enough to be heard all over the house.

"Leader, we've spread everything out as ordered," said the man who had just entered the house.

That man was Ralph, he had blue eyes and short pink hair, and he was also a member of the Noctem Dolls. He entered the house with Adam by his side after a walk in the city.

"Welcome back, Adam, Ralph. Let's wait a moment. Our other friends will be here soon," Ivaylo said.

"Eeeh? The others haven't arrived yet?! I tried to come early so I wouldn't be late," said Ralph.

"Cih, didn't I tell you we'll be the first to arrive? It's better if we fight with that kid first," said Adam. A large man with dark blue spiked hair and violet eyes.

"Wrong, you're not the first to arrive. Mary, Elinor, Arthur, and Nishizaka arrived first. They are already in their rooms," Ivaylo replied.

"Then the only ones who haven't arrived are Clarissa and Norman. Haaah, they took so long. That kid must have gone on a date with Clarissa before finishing their work."

-RING RING

"Who you said dating? Watch your mouth Adam! and don't call me a kid!" from the door, Norman entered with Clarissa.

Norman had the small body of a 12-year-old, but he was actually 30 years old. He had dark purple hair and dark red eyes.

Then behind him, Clarissa, a woman with dark pink braided hair and yellow eyes.

"The area where we spread the dolls is further away than you guys, besides this woman keeps buying a lot of food on the street. That's why we're late!" Norman snapped while pointing at Clarissa, who was closing the door.

Clarissa was immediately shocked and turned around,

"I-I'm sorry! That's because I-I'm so hungry!" Clarissa said clumsily as she hung her head in shame.

"That means you're dating. Has this little kid finally become an adult?" teased Adam to Norman.

"I told you we didn't! Don't try to tease me like that. That's really annoying, or you want me to kill you right now?!" Norman said so while throwing off his robe and holding the short sword behind him.

"Hoo, you wanted a fight. It's been a long time since I've fought with a strong man, I will be so glad if you want to become my partner." Adam said this while showing the fighting position.

-BAM

Suddenly, both of their bodies felt heavy and they almost fall.

"!!!", they held their bodies as tight as they could while keeping their stances.

"CLAAAARRIIIISSAAAAAA!" Norman shouted.

Clarissa who was behind Norman was pointing her palms at both of them.

"Y-you twoo! Y-you are don't allowed to fight!" shouted Clarissa.

Their bodies were getting heavier and heavier until the floor cracked.

-CLAP

Ivaylo clapped his hands and said, "That's enough, Clarissa. They were just joking."

"E-e-e-eh?! REALLY?! I'm sorry!" Norman and Adam's bodies were light again. They were sweating as they tried to escape the heaviness they felt.

Norman immediately approached Clarissa and angrily punch her on the head.

"You idiot! You really used your powers seriously on us!"

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I'm sorry!"

"Hey, Adam! You give her a little punch too!" Norman shouted.

Instead of getting angry, Adam smiled.

"That feels so great, Clarissa. I haven't seen your skills in a long time. It turns out you've gotten stronger. I want to fight with you sometime."

"Hah?! Oh my f*cking  god! Why is no one in this group as sane as me!"

"Never mind, Norman. Please don't be angry. If you keep getting angry, you will always be short until death faces you," Ralph taunted as he punched him in the back.

"Anger has nothing to do with that! And DON'T TOUCH ME! AND DON'T TELL ME SHORT!"

"Fufufufu" Ivaylo's little laugh made the others stop talking and look straight at him.

Ivaylo had just washed his hands; he wiped them and put on his gloves.

"I'm glad everyone has gathered here happily."

Upstairs, there were already Elinor and Nishizaka standing in front of her room, looking up at everyone.

Mary was in the bathroom.

Then the last member...

"E-everything is finished. Le-leader..." was Arthur.

He came out of the door on the left behind Ivaylo.

"Thank you for your hard work, Arthur," said Ivaylo with a smile.

Arthur's face was pale, his hair was a mess, and his body from chest to toe was covered in human blood.

'They're all crazy,' Arthur thought.

'14 soldiers can be defeated alone without even needing to move. Especially Mary, that short norttish girl is very dangerous; I heard she can pull out all kinds of torture tools from her body. But what I saw earlier was just thorns. She split her own body to open her stomach, and from her stomach came out iron thorns that pierced everyone at once.

Then that other-worlder, Nishizaka. I don't know exactly what kind of power she has, but the screams of the people inside can't be heard outside because of her.

And each person here is more or less as strong as them. What am I here for? Was my god's blessing so attractive to Ivaylo that he made me join this group? Or does he just want to make me a janitor in this group like he's doing to me now?'

Arthur had just finished collecting all the corpses from the house, gathering them into one room. He couldn't help but vomit multiple times, yet in the end, he had to grow accustomed to it.

After that, Mary came out of the right door wearing only a towel. Her long white hair covered her body as if it had become luminous and merged with the towel, plus her skin was so pale that she looked like a white object. The only thing that was really visible to others were her red eyes.

"So, leader. Since everyone has gathered, can you explain our purpose this time?" asked Elinor who jumped from top to bottom.

'Amazing… Even though they don't know the leader's plan and goal, they're already doing his bidding. Why do they trust that person so much?' Arthur thought.

Ivaylo then stood up, and with a smile, he said,

"Our next job is.... to take his majesty's life, King Henry Sheraton Wildenhall, at the end of the Whitmoon Festival, after Prince Francis' birthday party."