"That's good, Elise! Keep it back up!
"Yeah."
Two days after one incident from Elise's father, we were fighting on three levels of the labyrinth.
Last night, we thought about the depletion caused by erotic acts and attacked all the way to the three-tier entrance, camping.
After that, we've been attacking three tiers like this since the early morning.
What we have now is a room in front of a three-tier boss, and the enemy that comes out is Goblin.
To the extent of goblins, we could kill them instantly, but I was brave enough to prolong the fight.
It was an appreciation of Goblin's strategy and tactical prowess that he had previously learned.
Once, in The Kingdom of the Crowded Little Ghost, I was crushed by an overwhelmingly inferior enemy by a difference in numbers.
Goblins that were supposed to come out there have twitched and shredded my HP by saturated attacks, even though they had been dropped to the lowest level of combat as a species.
What was there was certainly a tactic and a strategy, and that was an event that had to recognise the height of intelligence of a species called Goblin that all mankind, including myself, had looked down on.
In fact, Goblin's intelligence is never high. This is common sense. Monsters existed outside the labyrinth, and there were goblins around the village where I lived, so famous that even traps made by children could be killed.
In this world, they play by killing goblins with pranks so that children in the world of guardian love play with rupturing frogs in the air.
But if the children of my village were to trap and kill the goblins in the labyrinth here, it would be the other way around to be trapped and killed.
That's the difference in performance between the outside and the inside goblins. Is that because the performance of goblins is enhanced by the labyrinth, or because the goblins outside are "degenerating"..., no one knows that.
But what's important to me is that I can learn how to fight a group that understands tactics by fighting the goblins here, and how to play against a group.
And that is an important skill for Elise, who has no experience in interpersonal combat.
Because the greatest enemy of man is man, and this enemy of man appears everywhere, inside and outside the labyrinth, and his strength is the worst enemy: Pinkiri.
Therefore, even if we take some time here, we gain experience and go first.
Believe me, the experience here is bound to be valid even in the battle against the Devil.
"Now, at the end! Fireball!"
A fireball released from Elise's wand wipes out the last goblin's head.
Unlike watermelon sized objects to date, the fireball was about the size of a baseball ball, but its speed was out of step, and it looked two or three times faster in body feel.
"... yeah! The fireball arrangement has gone a long way!
"Eh heh."
Elise laughs in the light of my unworthy praise.
Fireball today is a fireball modification, so to speak, that arranges a normal fireball.
Magic can add some array depending on the status of the will. It varies from increasing MP to raising the bottom of power, to increasing speed at the expense of size at the same consumption MP, to increasing size and speed at the expense of power.
However, the upper limit for each spell exists, and no matter how much MP you put into the fireball spell, it will not be the strongest spell.
Approximately the capacity that can be put on that spell is determined, and that is the guide to the grade of the spell.
This does not exist in the knowledge of the game, it is the knowledge you can know because you are a resident of this world.
A school exists where they learn these magical know-how, where they teach all kinds of disciplines, not just magic, and their knowledge as adventurers.
Naturally, that admission fee is so high that my eyes pop out (well, I can pay for it now) that belonging to or graduating from school is an approaching social status for the nobility.
... Well, that's where it's been turned into a hive of nobility lately, and I hear civilians like us have narrow shoulders.
Rumors have been heard that the quality of students and graduates is declining year after year, and the school may not be that long.
...... the story is out of line.
It is a gift of willingness, whether too expensive or not, that Elise is able to arrange such magic, which inherently requires a deep knowledge of magic.
College students make up for the status of missing will with their knowledge of magic, but Elise can do it with the same sense of moving her hands and feet.
The point is that humans need to practice theoretically and iteratively if they try to swim fast, but fish don't need that.
Elise has no knowledge of magic, so she can only activate it now with the power of magic props, but when she masters the magic herself ahead, she will quickly rush up the stairs to the archdeacon.
And next door, I'm the hero before she fu.
It's the best picture of the future.
"Well, then it's time to go to the boss's room"
"Yeah."
The boss here is a goblin leader and his surroundings. It's pretty much the same configuration as Cobolt, but even though the fighting power is almost equal, the troublesome would be much better up here.
But it will also be a good experience.
Besides, it's time for Elise's level to reach 5. Defeat the boss and he'll be 5. Maybe it's already happened.
Elise's unique skill, [Love Shake Cage], is a skill that fully recovers the HP, MP, and state abnormalities of the person she has sex with. I can only use it once a day in the early days, and when I use it I consume 10% HP, MP, but subtracting the disadvantages is a great skill.
More importantly, I'd like to see how sex with skills is different from normal sex.
- We headed to the boss room with that in mind. What we saw was countless tragic bodies.
"This one..."
"Hi..."
I can't help but groan from the back of my throat. Elise was also shoving and killing screams with her mouth hands on it.
I quickly and visually identify the body. [M]
I guess it was the New American adventurers who were still killed. Party of three men with one woman.
The woman has been murdered since she was offended, or dead with a naked look on her face. The ultimate cause of death is a large torn cut from the chest to the abdomen. They were probably pulling out the organs inside or something.
The men, when it comes to them, are all dead with their hands and legs severed. The face is tremendously shaped and distorted, and it can be seen from this schematic that they were literally left without hands or feet before being shown this woman committed and killed.
Extremely shady and brutal. Extremely criminal. And I'm happy to do these things. There are three main races I know. One is a bandit. The second is a religious man, and the third is a demon.
Of these, demons, religionists, serial killers, and bandits are the most likely ones.
Bandits are least likely because their arms and hardware have not been taken away. The next thing I know is that I'm a religious person because I feel a strong messaging around the area where I took my organs away. I have heard that religious groups that worship demons perform rituals that seek to have themselves demons by offering sacrifices to demons who have thus died after suffering.
In fact, there is a record that the demon had also performed similar rituals on the victims.
Thank you. The demon god seems to want a more painfully distorted soul, and the demons torture the person who attacked him in this way before dedicating his soul to the demon.
In other words, because we do these things, the most likely person at the moment is a demon worshipper or demon, and there are demons in this labyrinth.
What that means, it's -.
"Ha!!
The slaughter I unleashed with all my might struck down some unintended blow.
I had hair in between. A sword trident who gave himself up and shook off reflexively to a vague sensation that could not even be called intuition, just happened to lay low on the enemy's unexpected.
But the slaughter is too heavy. My body flowed and rolled down the ground. Even if you get back on your feet, it's a deadly gap.
For a moment it was me who was even ready to die, but against expectation, there was no pursuit.
While uncomfortable with it, I finally saw the identity of the enemy there.
"Ho, prevent it. I see. You have a very high status."
So the enemy, Oriole, laughed joyfully.
Oriole, at first glance, only looked like a red-haired good man. But its golden, brilliant eyes and a pair of black horns, and above all that atmosphere of running scared just to see, told the story that he was the enemy of humanity.
Damn! Why is there a demon here!? If you defeat the boss on ten levels, you should come out!!!
..................... No, calm down. Yeah, that's the game story. This is reality, then demons are not strange anywhere out in the shallow hierarchy.
If it's a game, it shows up when it's decided where, but reality doesn't either.
The two things that matter are "the demon was resurrected at the lower levels" and "he was weak and he was healing the wounds by killing the beginner".
Then no matter where you were walking in search of sacrifice, it's no wonder.
As Elise became my slave without aphasia, the information on the offensive site is only a guide.
When I was sinking my inner mess, the demon looked at us as if he were going to make a rule.
"Hehe, if I can hunt as many souls as you, my recovery will go on at once, and the resurrection of the demon god will be one step closer. Especially..."
Oriole even laughs, pointing to Elise.
"Woman there, you're under some kind of divine protection...?
.................. I have a bad feeling.
"God's protection? What are you talking about?
When I said it in agony, the demon snorted boringly. [M]
"My eyes don't deceive me. It's obvious to the beholder that Soytz is under some kind of divine protection."
That said, the demon took the black sword out of nowhere.
"It's so delicious that it caught God's eye. Let us hunt at all costs."
And I entered an unexpected demonic battle.