A Boy Raised by Gods, Will Be the Strongest

After the camp, we head to the fifth tier.

That was the end point, but the fifth level was a normal dungeon style.

There was no natural terrain, all rocky or cobbled.

There are coffins and crosses all over the wall.

When Luna Maria touches the coffin pattern, she mutters.

"Maybe this is a tomb area."

"A tomb ... an ancient grave?"

"Yes. The pattern was not of the gods. It seems to be ancient."

"I'm increasingly convinced that this dungeon is a relic of ancient magical civilization, but there is a holy shield at this level."

"Yes, if Aisha is right."

"I'm not a lie, but I don't seem to have a holy shield."

The rear makes a gesture of spitting on the eyebrows.

"I don't say it's a lie, but maybe after someone already brought it."

"It's very likely."

And find the pedestal ahead.

The pedestal had a strong religious aspect.

A silver shield is placed on top of it.

"That is!?"

The rear shines eyes.

Lunamaria listens and confirms the presence of the shield.

"That is an unknown metal. It must be a holy shield."

"You know the material."

"It's an erasure method. It's a material that's neither wood, iron nor mythril. It's a shield that's both rigid and flexible. It's sure to have great power."

Now, please equip me, Luna Maria put her shoulders and elbows, but when I look at the rear, she says, "I will not be shy."

"I say it's a treasure for the people of the prairie, but they didn't make it, and if you use it for justice, you'll be happy."

I see.

Well, there's nothing like going underground like this and not bringing back the shield.

I try to grab the shield, but there is only one thing to worry about.

Look around the surroundings.

"Speaking of which, there is no guardian"

"Sure, nothing."

"I heard that there is a guardian on the fifth level."

Leah says he is hesitating that way.

"Maybe the lore has been lost, or the guardian has already finished his role. Since he hasn't done anything else, put on the shield quickly."

"Do you get it"

I lift my shield and put it on my left hand.

The holy shield was a small circular shield that was not held in the hand, but instead was worn on the upper arm.

"Perfect for small wills"

Is Leah's word, but others refute.

"I'm good in physique, but I'd like a more muscular warrior."

I thought it was sorry, but it was also "Hmm?"

"I wonder what it is now"

I looked around and thought there was only Lear and Luna Maria.

I ask them.

"Hey, Leah, Luna Maria, what are you talking about now?"

Each of them shakes their head.

"Is it a hallucination ...?"

Concludes, but says it is different.

"It's not a hallucination, Will"

"Well, did you hear that again?"

Where is it from? Looking around and seeing that the shield is shining every time she speaks.

"Correct answer, it's my holy shield, I'm talking now."

"Can you talk?"

"Of course you can talk a lot. Oh, but I can only hear my voice. "

"Aren't you saying a muscular warrior earlier?"

"That's a taste of the opposite sex. You're adventurous other than your favorite child

"Certainly"

Stare at the rear.

"Well, okay, it's a holy shield. Can we talk?"

"Oh, I know. A boy who has a good sense of conformity or is highly adaptable

"You are welcome"

"No, I don't know, because you seem to be fast at accepting reality, I'm honest, but right now I'm surrounded by enemies."

I stare at those words and look around.

I definitely feel the atmosphere.

Something with an evil aura comes in from around you.

I called Luna Maria and Lear to the pedestal, and begged me to be ready for battle.

They seemed to feel evil, too, leaving their backs to each.

Lunamaria says.

"It seems that the guardian was a use that appeared when swinging a shield."

"It looks like that."

"It's really a cunning trick, I'm going to take a shield and be surrounded by the joy of it."

"But if you look at the aura, it's not going to be that strong."

"... I'm not strong, but there are likely to be more."

Luna Maria listens and counts the number of trailers.

The numbers coming from her lips are light and hopeless.

"... I mean, no, there are twenty?"

"Everything is undead, right?"

"seems so"

Already the first guardian has surrounded us. Those who are human but not human.

In other words, we were surrounded by zombies.

They were all looking for raw meat, fishing and moaning.

"Usually, guardians are basically based on golems."

"Maybe the person who made this dungeon was a necromancer?"

"Oh, why did you have a chimera?"

"Well, I guess, but don't care about that. The problem is what to do with them."

"That zombies!"

"It's nice not to feel remorse to beat, but there are too many."

"I have 70 heads."

"I don't have the sharpness of my short sword so much"

"I'm also less confident in physical fitness."

"What are you saying. We're Team Will. We're nothing impossible."

Lear starts casting spells.

Then her body is wrapped in holy power.

When she releases its power, she releases it to a group of zombies.

As the pillars of light extend from under their feet, they become purified one after another.

Despair, the magic of turn undead.

"I don't want to forget it, but I'm a shrine maiden. Holy power is strong against the undead."

“…………”

I can't say that I completely forgot to be a shrine maiden.

I look at Luna Maria. Of course, she always recognized her as a pure shrine maiden.

She nodded and cast the sacred magic of Despair.

Lunamaria's magic was more godly and the range of effect was wider.

Leah sees it and inflates the cheek pouch, but as soon as it cools, the two begin to prepare for melee combat.

Turn-dead magic reduced the enemy by about half, but reinforcements appeared from the back.

This time it was a large army of skeletons and bandage men (Mummy).

The person who created the guardian of this dungeon seems to love the undead.

"I guess he was a terrible, deadly magician."

That's Leah's words, but I agreed.