Here I was, lazing on my ass as I stroked Domino’s hair with my big hands, when suddenly, the Dungeon Menu alerted me to incoming trespassers. Carrying Domino down to the ground – while she pouted suddenly at her time with me being cut short – I quickly accessed the Dungeon Menu to see the incoming trespassers.

They weren’t trespassers at all.

Merethyl stood with Gong, who was giving her a look as if saying ‘These all…?’, while the female elf responded with a grim nod, her words a whisper, making it next to impossible to hear her words through the Dungeon Menu.

Creating a passageway going towards the Human Area – where the Mass Return Dungeon Stone was supposed to teleport the users once used – I walked on all fours, with Domino scrambling to climb my back.

She struggled a bit with climbing, and, to my amusement, pouted as she glared at me, her eyes relaying to me to pick her up and carry her.

Shrugging with a smile, I picked her up and lifted her to my back, which she clung happily to, not that her face gave off any indication of her happiness.

That said, her expressionlessness is fun to prod sometimes.

I walked in silence, with Domino humming a tune as she sprawled herself on my back, her body tiny enough to allow her to lie on my back spread eagle.

A few minutes of walking later – as well as scaling the stairs – I arrived at the Human Area.

“Look, these monsters don’t want to hurt you. Just please, listen to me.”

Where Merethyl was busy pleading with the group of demi-humans that she and the monsters meant no harm. The group of demi-humans narrowed their eyes at her, as well as at Gong, the male elf of their group, holding the unconscious child tighter in his grip.

Gong, in all of this chaos, just stared blankly at the group of demi-humans threatening him, and the elf who was a candidate for his master’s mate.

Not that his master knew, of course.

I scratched my head. Well, this was an expected result.

I let myself be known with the one action I knew would get their attention, as well as stop their current hostilities, even if it may backfire.

I let Domino down, causing her to pout once more, and stood on my two hind legs. Next, I equipped the [Armor of the Primates] and stomped towards the light.

Merethyl stopped her pleading and looked at me with apprehension and a little bit of fear in her eyes. Once the group of demi-humans noticed her sudden silence, they all looked towards the direction where she was looking.

Which was right behind them.

The moment they saw my figure, I saw two outcomes. One was the frozen in fear stuff, the usual.

And the other was pissing their pants, which the female… Dwarf? Child? I’ll just ask her species later… did it unconsciously.

It was at this moment, the child being carried by the male elf rose from her slumber, dull green eyes meeting mine as they widen and she shook uncontrollably.

“A… ahh… Mo…” The child stuttered, tears forming around her eyes as they began to drop onto her cheeks and onto the male elf’s shoulder.

The male elf noticed the movement, sound, and sudden wetness of his shoulder and quickly went to comfort the child, not that it did any good. Her breath hitched in places as she tried to regain her breath.

Suddenly, my plan to intimidate the demi-human group into submission was hitting my conscious. That didn’t mean I cared about the well-being of the demi-humans. No. This was the result of making a child cry.

And my sociopathy towards other creatures not from my Dungeon doesn’t apply to children. You’ve got to reach an all-time low if you even think of harming a child for your own gains.

I sighed, quickly unequipping the armor and striding towards them with my naked body.

And hey, if they decide to fight, let me remind you that my class is a Tank, and I can tank damage like a goddamn tank.

The demi-humans, still frozen in fear, except the male elf trying to get the human child to calm down, began to move, forgetting their fear for a minute and moving in front of the male elf, placing their bodies between the child and mine.

If anything, I respect their decision to stake their lives on protecting the child.

I stopped in front of them, their eyes glaring at me as they trembled, waiting for any sudden movement from my person.

I brought my hand sideways, their eyes following my hand, and widening once my hand was enveloped inside a black portal. Once it came out, they spotted a fruit, causing them to tilt their heads in confusion.

I snorted at their amusing display. Something about messing and teasing other people brought a smile to my face.

I stretched my hand, grabbing the fruit in front of their faces. Their faces constricting in anxiousness, confusion, and fear all at the same time.

‘Okay, now I know why anime characters like teasing people.’ I mused in my head.

“Give this to the child.” My gruff voice shocked them into speechlessness, not that it was any different from earlier.

The demi-humans made no effort to move, still stuck frozen in their confusion and fear. It wasn’t until the male elf made his move and went through the two frozen demi-humans and accepted the fruit with apprehension.

The child was still trying her best to calm down, her breathing still hitching here and there.

The male elf brought the fruit towards the crying child. The green skin of the fruit terrified her, causing her to assume that it was poison being fed to her.

“Calm down, Alice. This fruit is good to eat. I promise.” The male elf whispered to the human child, which caused her to calm down slightly, but she was still shaking in fear.

The human child, trusting her caretaker’s word, took the fruit and ate it, a harmony of tastes assaulting her tastebuds. She continued to eat the fruit with gusto, not noticing the wounds on her body slowly, but surely, healing themselves while she ate.

The demi-humans, however, noticed this and directed their surprised gaze at me, who was grinning with amusement at the group.

‘So… Subordinates GET…?’