Pickle for your thoughts? (Dungeon meshi x reader)

A new Lord

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You were so tired.

You were so tired of getting so close to your goal of protecting your friends and keeping them safe, yet things always seemed to get out of hand at the last second.

It was almost ironic.

It was so ironic how you, despite possessing the knowledge and strength to prevent a disaster from happening, still see it happen right before your eyes.

"Wait. . .is that. . ."

The same being that had partially devoured Thistle's desires.

"Could it really be. . ."

It was in front of you.

". . .a demon"

Once again.

The Winged Lion yawned, stretching his aching arms. His golden eyes opened, casting a curious glance at the spectators who had gathered to witness his release. "It's been so long since I've tasted freedom. . .But it looks like now is no time to be lounging around" he hummed, before looking down at Marcille, the way he was looking at her with the same eyes he looked Thistle made your blood boil from anger.

"What shall you have us do, Marcille?"

The elf jumped on the spot, her eyes widening in surprise. “Huh?! You're asking me!? But that's what I was about to ask you!” the Winged Lion shook his head "Sadly I'd be of little help" he sighed, looking down at her "Let me explain it to you once more. I am merely a source of power. I can do nothing without someone to wield that power"

"Someone. . .to wield your power. . .which means. . ."

Without wasting another second Mithrun teleported from underneath you before rushing towards the demon and Marcille. His hands made contact with the various mirrors attached to the wall, which were immediately teleported in place of the demon's flesh. Impaling it. One of its horns broke off from its head and the Canaries captain immediately teleported above it, taking the horn and trying to impale Marcille with it.

But the blow never came.

*Drip* *Drip*

"Hey now" the demon spoke, his hand placed between the two elves just in time to prevent carnage from happening "She's still just an ordinary adventurer, you know" he reminded him. However Mithrun ignored him completely, pulling out the mirror stuck between his eyes and teleporting it to his neck. The demon's head slid off the mirror's surface, leaving only his decapitated body standing.

"GYAAAAH!!!! Are you kidding me!?"

Mithrun tried to approach Marcille again, scaring her to death to the point that soft tears began to roll down her cheeks from her green eyes. What does this elf want!? What does he want from her!? "EEEK! Nonononononono!" Before he could touch her, the demon returned to her aid, placing a hand between her and the captain. "You're really not getting the message, are you?" he scolded him.