The Daily Life of Raising a Demon Cat in the Dungeon

[Dove, cuckoo indefinitely] As a traditional warrior who does not use magical mechanical weapons, Rodan was assigned by the Adventurer's Guild to an uncharted dungeon. The underground city is dark and damp, with no sunlight visible, and there are also terrifying monsters that are not found on the ground. Other adventurers: "Although the environment is a bit harsh, at least we don't have to pay off the mortgage, right?" No one is willing to go down and help Rodin. Later, when the magic dragon was destroyed, the prophet led the remaining humans into the underground city, only to see magic lights shining through the underground streets, various state-of-the-art magical machines in operation, and the legendary and terrifying monsters docilely guarding Rodan. Human: "Is this the most traditional warrior? How could he transform the dungeon into such a trendy way?" When Rodan greeted the humans, he even held the little black cat and stroked its fur: "You can live in, but you can't break Aying's toys." Human: ... So the entire dungeon is a cat climbing frame for black cats? Our future houses too? This pet owner is too much! Rodan: "Remember to pay the rent. If you don't have money, you can use the new magic weapon as a mortgage." Human: "Of course! We like to make cat climbing frames the most!" But why does that black cat look so strange? —————— The Shadow Lord was lonely for many years, and no one knew of his existence. Everyone can only see its shadow dungeon, but cannot see its body huddled in the corner. Until one day, a warrior named Rodan came to the underground city, stewed a bowl of fish soup and put it in front of it. He said in a gentle voice: "Cat, be good, come here quickly." That was the first time it saw itself in the eyes of others. Intention: Full of hope and love for life