After Ned killed the Cavern King.
Under the gazes of the intelligent cave dwellers, all of them trembling with fear and reverence.
He neither hurried to think about how to deal with them.
Nor did he leave this pitch-black cavern, where the stench of blood was so thick it was sickening.
"Come here. Yes, you. Thirty-Two."
Ned pointed at one of the intelligent cave dwellers they had captured earlier and nodded for him to come over.
Among the cave dweller Tribe.
There was no such thing as a name.
Only designations.
Rather than calling them designations.
It would be more accurate to say they were just numerical codes.
They used the number of mindless cave dwellers they themselves could command as their designation, using it to display the order of noble and base.
For example, Cave Dweller Sixteen, Cave Dweller Twenty, or Cave Dweller Thirty.
However, their strength was far inferior to the king's.
The number the king could command had long since exceeded one hundred.
Even if these few intelligent cave dwellers were added together.
The number of cave dwellers they could control only barely surpassed one hundred.
Because of that.
Even if all the intelligent cave dwellers wanted to join forces and resist this king's rule, their chances of victory would be extremely low.
When Cave Dweller Thirty-Two saw Ned point at him, he hurried over with eager, fawning steps.
"What's inside there?"
Ned pointed toward the cavern even deeper within and asked.
Cave Dweller Thirty-Two shook his head, his expression blank. "I don't know. The king never lets us get close."
"But there must be where the king serves the god. Only when it involves the god does the king act like this."
Ned thought for a moment, then had him lead the way in front.
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