[Alien Ring] Wizard Princess - Turn Falling Girl Into The Most Powerful Demon Instructor

The morning after the discovery of Trihorn Dragodis. Outside the alto southeast gate.

"Now, I'll tie the line!

Tifa tells of the Trihorn Dragodis crusade decision, the development of the junction that signals it.

Tifa's adorable voice echoes, while at the same time tightening the expression of those participating in a mixed army and adventurer unit.

The tension over the great work that was about to begin was gradually increasing as Tifa chanted.

"Aulforde!"

The last word of the magic chant pops out of Tifa's mouth and a vast amount of magic surrounds the entire Alto area.

Using about half of Tifa's magic, a strong junction covering the entire Alto in quintuples was completed.

"... again, you look like a very sturdy junction..."

"But it's all junior junction just layered up, so that's such a big defense..."

"If this isn't a big defense, most of the connections are paper defense."

Tifa almost said it was no big deal whether she was humble or serious about Bashram's shuddering and easy feelings.

Bump that word off, and Yu points out the facts pale.

"If it's so sturdy, you'll probably get one scratch from every physical attack on the Lesser Dragon."

"Right. It's a one-to-one physical connection, so if it's a magic attack, it's still possible..."

"There seems to be some kind of magical defense to the point where I want to say if it's really against the physical world."

To Yu's point, Riera agrees with a bitter smile.

On reason, with enough magic, any massive magic can cover everything with elementary magic that is easy to control.

If one phenomenon after another occurs in front of the other that was thought to be an aerospace theory on the desk, I can no longer laugh bitterly as a first person.

"Speaking of which, it seems like one chant developed all the boundaries at once..."

"Dr. Riera organized the procedure for me. Instead of chanting a little longer, it's less expensive and less controllable than deploying five pieces separately."

"Oh, really?

"Yes. Still, alto is huge after all. Now I'm about half out of magic."

To Tifa's confession, the magic of using half the magic, even Tifa, without losing its cost, and the fact that this scale, even this intensity, is half done, makes me cancer look at Riera in a double sense.

Normally, it's the size of a ritual magic reproduction.

"Don't worry about the details, Mr. Bertilde"

"... right"

Bertilde was blurred to death by Riera and stopped wondering if it was okay.

It is usual that Tifa's magic is strange.

"Well, then, we'll get to work."

Confirm that the junction has stabilized and Marietta tells you so in light condition, get in the rented vehicle and leave.

After dropping it off, Tifa puts her neck small and raises questions.

"I know you need to stop to hit the Magic Guided Artillery, but no matter how big they are, you can't see them from here, can you? How do you know where they are?

"Marietta attaches the guide beacon to the trihorn at the end of the foothold"

"Is that okay with Mr. Marietta?

"I can only keep one calamity bind a year that I gave him. You can't move for half an hour after you've let him step on it, so you can afford that."

"Thirty minutes!? If you stop moving that much, you're going to be able to defeat any opponent!

"Oops, I just wanted to say. With all that graphics, it's tough to finish in half an hour. When you come with the Lesser Dragon on top of the big one, you're not in line for toughness."

"So you use a 30-minute bind to hit the Magic Guided Artillery"

"Oh, it's not uncommon to say that the Magic Cannon can be used this time because of its early discovery, but it can finally be discovered at a visual distance from here. In that case, I'm not ready at all, so I end up using a bind to stop them."

To Tifa's question, I'll explain it carefully to you as I check the tools to use in this later battle, Bashram.

It's also the Knights of the Iron Wall, and it usually ends with a single blow to the neck of the Lesser Dragon, I can't do that with imitation.

There are quite a few adventurers with billboards who can manage if they storm their nest holes, but it's hard to do so when they're in a wide open field where they can wield their full power.

"And just in case, you can't beat a magic cannon with a single blow."

"Huh? Really?!?"

"Oh, that's destructive, but there's something about sturdy big things like Guided Oh that doesn't extend in damage. In terms of handling large swarms of miscellaneous fish in one shot, that's so powerful and effective that even Lord Riera can't reach his feet..."

"Because it's still a technology in development. There are problems, including the strength of the shell, that really can't grow more powerful than now."

"In the first place, because demonic guidance weapons are characteristic of anyone's ability to use them if they can charge their magic, can't they ultimately beat the massive ritual magic performed by a skilled wizard?

"On the contrary, perhaps even to the advanced attack magic that Tifa must have controlled, how can it not arrive? Well, one way or another, there's a big side to this that Tifa is so rare that it's not enough to say it's one person a thousand years."

For exaggeration, the guided cannon with an unexpected weakness. Riera and Bertilde give such excuses about it.

In fact, from the point of view of the damage that can be done within thirty minutes against Trihorn Dragodis, the Magic Guided Artillery is less powerful than knocking all the trumpets of the Bashrums together.

When it comes to this case, it is more right to say that the dragon is a dragon, not a weak magic cannon, but a lesser.

"Well, even if we talk too much, it gets in the way, and it's time for us to go. Tifa, this is the first time I've used magic half at a time, do you have any problems with your health, etc?

"Yes, because it was junctional magic, there was no particular recoil, and the magic has recovered about 70% of the time."

"... right"

In that reply by Tifa, Yu has a tough look that, for a moment only, is rare enough for the average person to understand.

It was no surprise or anything that the magic consumption was half done in this juncture, but it seemed to pull beyond surprise even just yu that the magic consumed half recovered to another 70% with a little more than enough to pay for maintenance.

Moreover, although not accurately conveyed by the Aya of expression, the magic that Tifa is actually saying has recovered is 70% of the consumption, not 70% of the maximum. The ratio from the maximum magic power returns to more than 80%.

Coming this far, the suspicion arises that some of the magic flow is making Tifa a passage from the ground pulse or something rather than Tifa himself generating magic.

"Well, if Tifa says it's no problem, let's just go"

"Yes!"

Swallow where you think you've come out a lot, Yu dancing in the sky holding Tifa.

Thus came the curtain of the two-sided operation against Trihorn Dragodis and the accidental dungeon, the two troubles.

"But well, looking close, it's big..."

Thirty minutes later. Fifteen kilometers from Alto.

Get off the vehicle and look up at the other person, blurry Marietta with a bitter smile.

Trihorn Dragodis during the meal looked bigger than the impression he was listening to.

"So, what do you do, Marietta?

"I'm a cousin who stopped serving a little or something during a meal, but seriously, what do we do?

Murietta asks me, and Marietta returns that with a troubled face.

Regardless of the dragon, it's natural to get angry if you get in the way of rice.

If I get a little bit out at this time and they beat me straight to the point where it's just electric shock to the braces, I'm not talking about increasing difficulty.

"It would have been easier if I had slept..."

"Um... are you okay with this..."

"What do you mean, okay?

Alberto speaks anxiously to Marietta as she watches Trihorn Dragodis move around vigorously and continue her meal.

"While I was watching him say that, he attested us to bait and attacked us..."

"Oh, that's okay. Because when you're a dragon that size, you don't recognize humanity as a non-edible creature as bait."

A description of Marietta that is convincing but not reassuring, with no real body or lid. I heard that. Alberto's face catches on.

"Well, regardless of eating or not eating, some species feel rough attacking creatures other than ourselves without sight, but Trihorn Dragodis is not the type."

"That said, I can't say enough that they're never going to attack me."

In response to words like Marietta's rest, add an extra word, as Murietta lifts and drops, important but for Alberto and the others.

"Because if any race does this, the first thing they're sure to do is fall asleep, interrupt their diet, block their way and attack them in an aggressive way."

"I mean, this time, basically, we're going to recognize that we're going to do something that's going to get attacked, right?

Letticia utters the Bassari conclusion in response to Murietta's much explained. Unlike Alberto, that look is already ready.

"Well, you will. At the very least, you're going to be obstructed."

"It's just that during meals, attacks also fly from monsters that are being fed. I mean, you're in trouble because you're resisting trying to escape..."

Marietta captures the problem with Murietta, who so affirms.

Needless to say, striking sleep is the least challenging and the most dangerous thing to do right now about this one.

"So even though I've never gotten over it sooner, it's a good idea to get my hands on it now."

"... I can't let you sleep with drugs or magic..."

"If there was a drug that would work, they would have given it to us all the time, and Tifa would have used the magic that we could use anyway, and the attack system would have been registered anyway, wouldn't it?

"I noticed that as soon as I said it too..."

Letitia is disappointed with a face called Tohohoho after harsh allegations telling Marietta what she came up with about her conclusions about the current situation.

It seems difficult for us to do something with our own hands when we are so powerful.

"If you try this, Tifa is seriously out of standard......"

"I don't envy that at all, but on the contrary, I think it's amazing."

Letticia divulges her honest truth while agreeing to the words of one of Alberto's party members, the Wizard Boy Zash.

Given the hard work Tifa has carried so far, and will continue to carry, even in exchange for just enough power to defeat dragons and demon gods alone, it doesn't seem flattering at all.

Instead, I don't feel much happier to be able to wield my abilities more easily because I don't need such excessive talent.

"... So, Mr. Marietta, Mr. Murrietta. Exactly, you're not just looking at that blur here, are you?

Almost to the end of a fruitless story, Jude, one of Alberto's last parties, a man scout, asks important questions.

For this reason, about two years ago, there was another, a female magic swordsman, in the members, but after all the problems caused, the four Albertos were driven out unanimously, eating a ban on entry and exit from several adventurers' taverns, including the Reiki Ancient Coin Pavilion, and are now completely out of touch.

"Of course. In the meantime, if you and Murietta are going to hunt and chase the monsters around here properly to finish that meal, we're going to feed him."

"Because this is the quickest way to do it with man-made sea tactics ~. So it moves quickly. Needless to say, chase the biggest prey you can. At least the one bigger than us."

Marietta and Murietta, who heard Jude's question, smile and reply.

Two words, flashy Alberto.

Contrary to such an alberto, Letticia and Jude have the look of whether they had that hand. Zash, who didn't get around that much wisdom, is likely to regret only a little while deploring the difference in experience.

"So, after he's satisfied, it's our job to restrain the monsters around him from making mistakes or going over there until Marietta finishes the job. If I'm wrong, don't let it slip out on that one. Naturally, stray bullets can be used in close range or something."

"Eh, that's what following was all about?

"Of course you do. That's dangerous enough."

"In the first place, Murietta can barely follow you in a way that gives a little bit to that one. I can't ask someone who doesn't usually have a chance to put together, and Mr. Bashram and his team are pretty good at that."

Murietta and Marietta splash their backstory against Alberto, who is surprised to hear what follows.

"Follow-up in a way that doesn't directly touch that, is not a problem, right?

"Right. Is there some good way?

"Do you think it's okay to give Mr. Marietta the magic of improving speed and walking on the water, putting a bottomless swamp on his path, or something?

"A bottomless marsh, can you walk on water?

"Yes. With my skill, I only have about ten seconds at most..."

"Hmm, I'm sorry, but I don't know if the timing is too cynical"

"At least, if I had thirty seconds, I could hire..."

Marietta and Murietta consider Zash's suggestion lightly and have an unfortunate look on their face.

Trihorn Dragodis is a quadrupedal, so making mud is really effective.

but if marietta gets her leg taken, it's over, so the risk is too great for a duration of ten seconds.

"Can I just get you to speed up? If we move fast, that's all the risk we're gonna take."

"Yes."

Zash nods honestly to Marietta's demands.

Apparently, he thought he couldn't do it in ten seconds himself.

"Well, I want to grasp the sensation lightly, so can I have it accelerated once?

"Yes!"

"Well, let me put on a sustained physical recovery, too. Alberto and Jude will be on perimeter alert for a little while."

Zash seems happy to respond to Marietta's request, and Letticia rides on to perform auxiliary magic that seems useful.

At that time, I won't forget to give Alberto and Jude instructions.

Copy that.

"But there's really very little we can do about it..."

"There's something a little regrettable about the division of roles."

"Jude, who's still capable of fighting there, is fine. Oh, my God, that's not even a big deal."

Jude and Alberto are blurred by their fuzziness while lethisia plays a role and obeys them honestly.

Even though it's basically a big compatibility issue, I just know that lack of strength is a big cause, and there's something inside.

"I don't blur. I don't blur. There's very little you can do about a warrior or a sheaf in a situation like this, and it's not just for you."

"Even Marietta just happens to get a role this time, and that's because it makes sense to do a" let me do it, "right? You'll all have a chance, so don't rot. Work."

Marietta, who gets magic and gets used to it, and Murietta, who puts that on the new Americans while constantly checking out the monsters around her as she goes along with it.

Alberto and Jude change their moods and immerse themselves in their roles.

Letticia and Zash concentrate on finding monsters three times daily so Alberto and the others can pull them off.

After enough of that, the long-awaited time for the end of the Trihorn Dragodis meal comes.

"Oh, you fell asleep. Isn't this your chance, Marietta?

"Right, great chance. Don't you guys have it?

Trihorn Dragodis, who seemed satisfied after a meal and slept brilliantly.

Marietta looks at it and laughs at it and tells Alberto and the others that.

It should be noted that what Marietta refers to as "I have" is a rhetoric commonly used among adventurers that feels like luck or something glowing or something fateful.

"Now that I'm asleep, will you do your job carefully and quickly to keep me awake?"

"I don't know how nervous it feels, so be careful"

"I know.... Ok, auxiliary magic is ok too. Okay, I'm coming."

Yes, Marietta tells the Mulliettas in a mild condition and in a slippery motion brilliantly kills both signs and footsteps to get closer to Trihorn Dragodis.

Five minutes later, with the beacon fixed on Trihorn Dragodis' back and a calamity bind attached to the back of his foot, Marietta returns.

"Well, your work is done. Hurry back!

"Copy that!"

The Muriettas will rendezvous with the returning Marietta and return at once with a transfer stone.

More than enough later, the Magic Guided Artillery was relentless and direct against Trihorn Dragodis, who finally woke up.

"... you seem to have begun"

"... are you all right?

"I can't say anything, but that's all I'm ready to challenge. There's no such thing as a miserable defeat."

The Magic Guided Cannon landed on Trihorn Dragodis, just around that time. In front of a blatantly suspicious gate, the entrance to a dungeon that emerged on the outskirts of the village of Tortia.

Yu and Tifa finally know that the battle to protect Alto has begun with the shock that has been conveyed at the time when the prep for the Dungeon Attack is finally over, the production of things.

Whether it's a special group like the Knights of the Iron Wall or not, a team of adventurers still fit into the human category fights all that big on the condition of defending the city.

We both know a lot about how many first-class people are in it, and there's no way we're going to have to do any harm.

"If you're worried, hurry up and attack this dungeon and you might make it, okay?

"Can you do that?

"I can't do it in a common sense way, but I can't do it if I do it clutterfully and forcefully in a retarded way"

"The retarded way, is it?

"Oh."

I don't understand what Yu is trying to make me do, and Tifa unwittingly strangles me.

To Tifa like that, Yu says a hell of a lot.

"It's easy to do in and of itself. It's a treasure chest made of material. Just give up collecting it and blow it off one end with a big fire anyway."

"... is that okay?

"If you give up your income, no problem"

Yu clearly says so to Tifa's confused crossover question.

To that logic, Tifa is just a little flattered.

I know I'm not going to tell you, and I know I'm not wrong, but I'm worried if I can convince you.

"Um, honestly, it doesn't feel like I had that idea, is that okay?

"It's not like we have a decision that we have to attack everything in the dungeon. It's just common sense because it's more beneficial to attack every corner exactly, and if it's not worth it, nobody's in trouble for doing it clutterfully."

Tifa convinces Yu, who said something crisp and awful, that he might be.

In the first place, in the case of accidental dungeons, we also often hear stories of monsters flooding and stampede as a result of nobody realizing what had happened.

In that case, we can't afford to worry about the material but the chest, and we have to carry out a cluttered and forceful strategy.

If you think it's a derivation of that pattern this time, isn't there anything wrong with it?

Around having that idea, Tifa is completely stained with her master's values.

"Normally, it's not an easy means. Probably took in nearby monsters and creatures when the dungeon occurred. To the extent that there is likely to be a subspecies at best, the contents are not significantly different from the crusade targets around here"

"... indeed, the signs of the monsters inside are not so different from those that would appear in this neighborhood"

Yu told me to check what was going on inside in a way that allowed me to get my own air through the veins yesterday, and Tifa agrees with the words.

Both Yu and Tifa have done so as a matter of course, but in a situation where only the gates, where the functions of the entrance and exit are completely sealed, are pompous, a rather special means will be required to explore what is going on inside the dungeon.

It's not as easy as this.

"Fortunately, if Tifa's firepower is present, he can be stopped with a single blow when a monster occurs here. Normally, the biggest neck, the problem with the firepower, is solved, so we'll just see if we can do it later."

"Right. But is a dungeon okay with me using magic for real?

"Unless you destroy the dungeon core, there's nothing like a collapsed ceiling. Besides, if you destroy the dungeon core, it will normally return to space except for the amorphous dungeon, so it will collapse. At least not this dungeon."

Tifa listens to Yu's explanation and then puts her in the mood.

The fact that it is a binary trilogy, such as the material available around here anyway, also serves as a push for Tifa to throw away hesitation.

"Are you ready for the magic?

"Yes!"

"Then unseal the last seal and open the entrance. There are monsters over there, so crush them immediately."

"Yes!"

Tifa is given precautionary instructions by Yu to work out her magic all at once while responding cheerfully.

Exactly. The magnitude and amount of magic consumed fall compared to the junction that covered Alto earlier, but an unprecedented amount of magic is infused for a single human to use in a single attack magic.

The attack magic that stored that overwhelming amount of energy was fangs at a monster that Yu was about to pop out of without letting his hair in at the same time as he opened the gate.

"Lightning bolts!"

Tifa's chosen magic is the elementary single-attack magic and lightning bolt. It is called electric shock.

The reason I chose this was simple, because I was able to destroy the signs I was sensing in one shot, and they seemed to have the least impact after the effect time was over.

Fireballs, frostbites, etc. make it a scorching hell or a terrible cold hell, and it seems dangerous to go in with your current outfit.

There is a strong concern that wind arrows, aqua splashes, stone blasts, etc. make you unable to walk because your feet are amazing.

The penetration is amazing, but the light arrow is hard to spread inside, and the doom remains questionable.

Lightning bolts were chosen in such a manner.

"GYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!"

Almost at the same time as the lightning bolt lands, I hear a huge scream from inside, something pouring into Tifa's body.

Something about it, whenever there is a scream, whenever one noise interrupts, it flows into Tifa's body and disappears.

Something about it kept pouring in for about ten seconds.

"... All right, you're safe to come in"

"Yes!"

Thirty seconds after Tifa released the lightning bolt.

Where all the signs and sounds of the monster have disappeared from inside, Yu carefully explores the signs inside just in case and declares that it has become intrusible.

Tifa gets Yu's declaration and goes inside carefully about the rest.

Inside the dungeon, the grassland was so vast that the horizon could be seen.

"... Um, Mr. Yu..."

"Don't be fooled by appearance. This floor isn't as wide as it looks"

Yu tells me, Tifa uses detective magic after exploring the signs.

The fact that the lightning bolt had left no monster dust to disappear also seemed to emphasize the breadth, with no sign of visual range.

The detection showed that this meadow is much narrower than it looks and is in fact only about the same as the residential part of the village of Tortia.

"There's something like a wall over there"

"Oh. A dungeon is something like this all the time. If you step on a few more places and get used to it, you'll soon know that you're not eating the same size as you felt when you first explored the signs."

"... ah"

Tifa gets stuck in Yu and finally realizes the noise around him.

I don't think I'm going to be too proud of you for not realizing what you'll soon find out if you pay a little attention.

"I'll tell you first because you'll care anyway as usual, but not realizing the actual breadth at first glance, is like a New American ritual of passage. I don't know about Tifa, but it's not of that nature."

Yu explains ahead of time that he guessed that he would probably snap there.

It's dangerous to be caught in this situation, and I can't help it in the first place.

"... for the first time, is it something that catches anyone?

"If it's just the look, it doesn't even look like I have a wall, so if you're a species or profession that relies on vision for a high percentage, the first time is definitely a catch"

"Do professions and races exist that aren't?

"Oh. Even so, it's useless to just care because there's nothing you can do about the race, and about the use of spirits such as a catch-up profession. Besides, even these people don't know how the walls exist until they get close."

To Tifa's question, Yu explains so.

Cut the story straight up and walk out on a fast foot in the darkest direction with the most monster signs.

"Even though it's not as big as it looks, it's overwhelmingly bigger than a room in a regular dungeon. If you want to go around covering for Mr. Bashram, you have to hurry and destroy the enemy and blur the core, and it won't be over forever."

"Right, let's hurry!

"It usually takes too long to walk and travel, and when you run, you drain your strength for nothing. I'll take it and fly, so you focus on defeating and eliminating it."

"Okay!

Faced with the realistic problem of the breadth of the dungeon, Yu and Tifa consolidate their policy of attacking the dungeon promptly by throwing away somewhere all the issues that don't matter at the moment.

My mentor's thoughts are unanimous in terms of whether to proceed with the offense if not too much, although I won't be able to make an appearance where I finished early.

Most importantly, there is a temperature difference between Tifa, who honestly wants to help Bashram, and Yu, who thinks it's troublesome if Tifa later cares because he can't make it to the end of his odd attempt to leave room.

"... is this the wall of this dungeon?

"Oh. You can't even see it on the wall from a distance, can you?

"... Yes. This painting, even close by, looks just like the view. I've never seen anything so exquisite in a photograph."

Tifa mouths her honest thoughts when she finally sees the edge of the floor she arrives on, the wall that separates her from the next floor.

The walls of the dungeon were simulated with paintings so clever that the grass seemed slightly better in the illusion of the eye.

Perhaps without the air flow and the signs of a monster, they would try to move on without realizing it was a wall.

That's about it, it was brilliantly simulated.

"Uh, between this tree and that tree is fine in the aisle, right?

"Oh. Still, you're gushing again in bulk..."

Yuu commenting unintentionally on the massive number of monsters standing by in the next room.

You can imagine how unusual a number of monsters are boiling because he doesn't show these emotions for the most part, and he tells them off without even showing the will to fix them.

"Um, Mr. Yu..."

"It hasn't been three months, and you wondered if it's normal for this many to gush?

"Yes......"

"Normally, it's not like this after a few years. Probably caused by the connection between the vein here and the vein through which Trihorn Dragodis coming."

"Does connecting to other veins make the dungeon grow strange?

"Not necessarily, but when the dragon species walk over the ground vein, even though it's a lesser, it can have quite an impact here and there. No wonder the dungeon is strangely activated to generate more monsters than you need"

"Is that what it is?

"Oh. Well, there's no point in even worrying about the cause now. This type of dungeon needs more than a certain amount of monsters to pull out the path to the core. We're gonna hunt guns."

"Yes!"

To Yu's words, Tifa replies so in a temper. At this time, I am not at all aware that only this time Yu has not finished a single monster.

After that, Tifa repeated the routine of finding the floor and sweeping it with a magic blow from crate to crate for about two hours.

Finally, I discover the floor with the boss.

the boss's floor, was seated in the deepest part of it......,

"... Mr. Yu, could that be..."

"You're a Trihorn Dragodis. But it's also a good place to make a deterioration copy."

No way Lesser Dragon. It was Trihorn Dragodis.

Most importantly, as Yu pointed out, it is greatly weakened at a level that can be seen in comparison to the real thing.

Especially bad is its size, the real thing is fifty meters in length and twelve meters in total height, but the boss here is only a third or not.

The difference was even greater when I looked into my mind, and this Trihorn Dragodis had been weakened so much that I could no longer put it in the crease of a Lesser Dragon.

Regardless, if you still don't have proper equipment, the deep red lily class is strong, of course, and even the bashrum is dangerous if you do poorly.

The problem would be that there is no way that such a thing could be the counterpart of Yu and Tifa.

"Now it's not worth the hassle. Tifa."

"Yes!"

Trihorn Dragodis is lightly finished with a primary attack magic blow without even getting a chance to attack him in the first place.

"You got a core."

"Is this the dungeon core......"

"Oh. Like we talked a little yesterday, this is your birthplace vein. I hope you break it."

"Yes, I understand."

Tifa follows Yu and destroys Dungeon Core with proper magic.

"... it's pretty easy to break"

"The core of the accidental dungeon is surprisingly brittle. But will you make it easier..."

"Is this a gem?

"Oh. Probably, but make an activator out of this,"

"What?"

"Like I said, this is where you were born and raised, and you're the one who destroyed the core. First and foremost, this is for you."

Tifa is assured by Yu and convinced once and for all that is what it is.

"Well, it's over sooner than I expected, and we should just go back"

"Ha! Let's hurry!!"

Sometimes I can't get a sense of accomplishment or anything like that, and Yu and Tifa decide to hurry back to cover for the Bashrums.

In the end, it was Tifa who wouldn't even notice this time after everything was over that Yu did nothing but travel and foe to the end.

"Shh!

Halvard of Bashram raises his temples and floats Trihorn Dragodis' body wide.

The farthest meadow you can see with binoculars from Alto's sights. So about two hours after I got in touch with Trihorn Dragodis.

Usually it was time for lunch, and the fighting continued until the time of day.

"Hmm!"

"Oh my goodness!

Veteran adventurers who don't miss the gap created by Bashram and put in one chase after another.

Each has a constant blow of Special Attacks with Giant Killing Specialty Gear.

With that furious momentum, Trihorn Dragodis is finally turned over all over his body.

"Bashram! Time to back off!

"Whoa!"

Bashram answers Zephyr's call and leaves promptly.

As the Bashram lowered in time, the attack poured in fury from the shelling squad.

"This time, you're at a better pace than ever."

"Yeah, but we can't be alarmed because we're still getting weaker."

In addition to the attack of the shelling squad, Trihorn Dragodis finally lost one forefoot to use due to the great moves released by Riera.

That's how Bashram returns Zephyr's words with a rugged face.

Sure, this time I could smash the other guy's leg fastest I've ever had.

Quite a few of the wounded are out, about 30% of them are already retreating from the front, but still quite an advantage over the usual years at a time when the dead are not out yet.

However, Trihorn Dragodis still warms up both of his big moves, which can be called trump cards.

I can't think of anything like that that that can be stopped before I use it.

The crusade of the big man in this hand is the real deal after he takes some deep hand.

"I have a bad feeling. You'd better be ready to fight so you can defend yourself at all times."

"... Bashram think so too?

"Oh."

Bashram and Zephyr see the unanimity of each other's views on unspeakable disturbing signs.

I can't say exactly what it is, but I'm pretty sure it just sucks if it stays like this.

"... Huh! The avant-garde retreats now! Everybody, full defense!

Though Lesser, Trihorn Dragodis was deeply hurt with his body by the pride of being a dragon. Seeing the color of anger and hatred in his eyes, Bashram flies directions to the whole thing out loud.

The avant-gardes rushing back after listening to Bashram's instructions. The Artillery Squad also switches the purpose of the attack to backward support over damage.

Where all the avant-gardes who were in melee retreated, the support team deploys a massive physical defensive junction and casts a defensive magic of lightning strike resistance on everyone.

Whether you waited for it or took a while to charge, at a time when everyone's defensive posture was in order, a glimmer of power and a number of thunderstorms would fly from all over Trihorn Dragodis.

"Gu!"

A blow that is held back by the junction and comes through enough damage to get to your knees while layering the magic of lightning strike resistance and the defenses you have prepared yourself.

Unexpectedly groaning, he stabbed Halvard in the hand into the ground to replace Ground and managed to stay on his feet, Bashram.

It's a heavy blow that you probably wouldn't have been able to withstand before, but somehow Bashram isn't working himself out in the wake of the events of the past year.

The training that Yu had carried out assuming that if he became the wingman to fight the demon gods in his absence, he had achieved brilliantly.

"... so easy, don't think they'll do it, you fucking lizard!

Bashrum raising his temper voice so as to shake off all the numbness in his body.

Halvard in his hand begins to shine, as if to echo that Bashram emotion.

Divine Weapon Divine Halvard, the best trump card of Bashram.

It was the moment when its true power was liberated, which I rarely use on a daily basis because of the severity of the activation conditions and its excessive power.

"! Bashram! Not yet!"

"Shit! Even with a lesser, the dragon is a dragon!

Zephyr, who, like Bashram, was about to activate a trump card to decide the battle, raises a cry to encourage vigilance.

Bashrum that reacts instantly to it and changes its structure.

Soon Trihorn Dragodis was about to wake up that body of full-blown creativity, open his mouth wide and spit out his braces.

"Bashram, get down!

"No! That's pointless to the point of laying low! Besides, this is your chance!

"Opportunity!?"

To Bashram's words, Zephyr screams, forgetting to lay low.

Ignoring Zephyr's reaction like that, Bashram screams at Bertilde.

"I'm going on a slightly worse bet! Bertilde, I'm sorry, but you've got to do everything you can to cover me!

'Okay!

Bertilde answers Bashram's call and instantly activates several spiritual magics.

Trihorn Dragodis that only painfully inspires pride by small objects trying to get their teeth to themselves and converges their energies in an attempt to make the braces even more powerful.

Bashram keeps watching Trihorn Dragodis as he maintains his poking stance, but also misses a few moves.

Sound and colour gradually disappear from the perimeter of the bashrum in the tense feeling of a tingling throat, slowing the movement of the world.

(... Coming!?)

In a world where sound and color disappeared, Trihorn Dragodis' neck slowly turns back.

Bashram continues to stare desperately at his opponent's movements as he learns to rush and fear the way it is.

In the meantime, Trihorn Dragodis finally spit out a brace that increased its power to the limit.

(... Coming! No, it's still early!

A brace that boosts output, compresses and converges, and has already reached the plasma zone rather than a thunderbolt, approaches in slow motion to swallow and burn the bashrums down.

Bashram is about to unleash an attack by losing that pressure, bringing his mental power to total mobilization.

(... Not yet, almost!

As it is, a slight time lag until the move takes shape in the time you stick out Halvard, the degree of convergence and angle of the braces.

Calmly identify such things in extreme fear and gauge the optimal timing.

If the timing is any quicker, we will not punch through the braces and we will lose them, and if it is too late, we will not scatter the braces that reach us and we will hit each other.

Chances are for a moment. We will not start over, and if we make mistakes, we will be wiped out.

At last, Bashram took the moment with a veteran's sense of smell.

(Now!

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!"

The angle, position, degree of convergence of the brace, sees out when everything matches the conditions, and Bashram steps in loudly barking to protrude Divine Hulbert.

Divine Halvard's tip deforms, from which the spear of light grows and clashes with the brace, antagonizing it as it presses against each other.

The moment the brace and the spear of light collide, the heavy response passes to the bashrum.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

Bashram knew this was going to happen.

Confirm that the response you communicate has changed, and immediately get your temper up and stick out the spear further.

At the mercy of Bashram, Divine Halvard stretches the spear of light thick and long. At that price, various energies such as physical and mental strength are rapidly taken away from Bashram's body.

Spears of light, which have taken massive amounts of energy from Bashram, stretch relentlessly through the braces to smash the head of Trihorn Dragodis.

Thought I'd finish the Trihorn Dragodis as it were, and the dragons also show their will to inject more energy into the braces and start pushing back.

"Fuck you! Fuck you!

Neither of them have marginal seemingly marginal power, while the life-threatening push against each other antagonizes each other again in a position of bashrum advantage.

"Shit! Let me do the bashrum!

Zephyr, who decides this is not a good idea, goes into preparing the trump card he used earlier to follow Bashram.

From the support team, healing and auxiliary magic fly one after the other against Bashram.

But still, the dragon's willingness to die is not Dada.

A little more, I can't push that little more.

"Bashram or opponent, it's a delicate place to see which health runs out first..."

Bertilde, who was coming down from the position of the shelling squad to next to Bashram, tells him that with a rugged face, he can't make it in time with support from where he left off at the time he was said to be a bad bet for minutes.

Behind that, too, are the members of the deep red lily who have shown a lot of activity this time.

"I can't follow you somehow!?"

"If you get your hands on them badly and their rays deviate, the damage will be unusual at that point!

"Don't let the target's rays slip away, it'll get in Mr. Bashram's way..."

Aines screams the problem and Marietta holds her head in words that contain viola's impatience.

I'm sure Riera would have the means to do about one thing, but she can't move quickly with the recoil of an earlier lightning-resistant physical junction.

As a young adventurer's party, I had too little training field experience and handbills to do anything at a time like this, even though it was a deep red lily with one losing strength.

Still, the moment Viola tries to scream if anything happens, Yuna snaps a potpourri.

"Brace means breath, so if you can disrupt your breathing for just a moment, maybe..."

"" "" "" "" That's it!

I endorse Yuna's crush with a voice not only deep red lilies, but even Zephyr and Bertilde.

Do not try anything you can think of that you can try right away.

"Sleep!"

"Spirit of the Wind! Secure his neck, thin the air around him!

"If you aim for your throat well!

"Mr. Bashram, try harder! Recover!"

Bashram continues to press against Trihorn Dragodis, pale and silent, even after so many other members have begun to obstruct him softly.

That concentration is a great deal.

Using elixir for bashrum or even trying to concentrate your opponent for a minute and a half makes your surroundings desperate to improve the situation.

It was once again Yuna who was the deciding factor in changing the situation.

"Try things! Payne!"

A special sacred magic/pane that only gives the other person the feeling of pain.

Sometimes the effect is unstable due to the high amount of magic consumed there, which is basically magic that is only used about the time of trial or punishment.

That just happened to make it through, and for a moment it cramps and the braces stop.

In that stopped moment, a spear of light emitted by Bashram struck and crushed the head of Trihorn Dragodis directly.

"Don't Human Lick, Fucking Lizard"

A bashrum that causes a moment of standing glare and is about to kneel, and throws up so much with guts.

The words are cheered out by the adventurers and military around them.

There, Yu with Tifa came down from the sky.

"... Ugh, I couldn't make it"

"Well, it's a dungeon that size. Yeah, I said it, but I didn't think I'd make it from the start."

"... Ugh. I shortened my time so forcefully..."

Yu and Tifa walk near Bashram and the others in such a blurry conversation.

To such yu and tifa, Bertilde speaks in bewilderment.

"Hey Yu......"

"Hmm? Are you trying to tell me it's too soon?

"Yeah. You said yesterday, it would take until tomorrow on the scale of the dungeon, right?

"If you give up your income and burn it down from one end in Operation Scorched Earth, you can manage to shorten it to about this point. Instead of burning everything down from one end with Tifa's firepower, the move was on a scale that I would hold and fly around and still take this long,"

"Give up your income, and so does the material, anyway, the crate?

"Oh, well, there was a drop item from the core, so it's totally unpaid, but it's not."

Explain that far, Yu gazing at Trihorn Dragodis' body.

Sometimes only one head and forefoot has been damaged, and dismantling is going to be a big job.

"In the meantime, I'll explain the details later. I'm going to dismantle it, so Mr. Bertilde can take Mr. Bashram home first, rest his body, and we can celebrate the victory."

"Right. I'm just tired and I haven't had lunch yet, so let me do that."

"Oh."

There are a lot of things I want to get into, but honestly, I was seriously tired, and I honestly take Yu's offer, Bertilde.

Yu dropping it off and proceeding with the crisp dismantling.

There was also the presence of Yu, who had been able to dismantle the dragon of this hand, and by sundown the dismantling proceeded to a size that could be transported into Alto.