Because I’ve Been Reincarnated as the Piggy Duke, This Time I Will Say I Like You (WN)

In a world of underpowered glut that is dominated only by strength, it is clear that the powerless fits hard.

Therefore it was not left to anyone.

This land is no longer a human-manageable land.

The Supreme Proof (Gold Bracelet), an S-class proof, is the supreme proof for adventurers, but has no effect on the monsters that currently dominate the wilderness.

The guild master calmly eliminates the approaching monsters.

Intercept, squash, and kill properly, but there are opponents who come over from behind the murdered monster just as if they are in the way.

I can no longer return to the universe.

There was a reason why we had to give up everything we had cultivated.

"----half-human-half-devil ghost and six riches ... It seems that there is no room to be spared."

It has already exposed the cursed, deadly evil eye.

Most monsters revived by Rich are far from the guildmaster threat. The effect is especially noticeable for monsters that have been revived by necromancers.

However, I did not intend to use it in such a place.

As much as depriving the body of heat, the expenditure of physical strength is significant.

For him, the magical eye that ignites everything he sees, the eyes of the Guren (Ultra Red), is a deadly weapon, a force that is too much to be used for a mere monster.

Most opponents were supposed to put a knives on them (jack knives).

"Too many, this isn't it! I don't have it!

Monsters that are in the guildmaster's sight will burn up in an instant.

Those that are not resistant to fire and heat are turned into ashes.

―――― I'm over there

When she was told Alicia's escort, she was handing some magical equipment to an A-class adventurer, Flame Flame.

One of them, the Yocaria flower, is a magic tool pointing in opposite directions. The closer you are to the owner of the pair, the greater the light. But it is very fragile.

The light is thin, so there is still a distance between them.

There was no spare time.

"I'm in the way!"

You have to break through the monster army and take the shortest path. To be honest, it is hopeless that they are still alive, but if they are alive they must be waiting for help.

The guildmaster turns his eyes forward in the sweat dripping with heat.

Discover a group of monster troops different from those revived by necromancer magic. One end of the wilderness, monsters gushed out of a huge hole leading to a dark dungeon.

I understood without thinking.

He is the guildmaster of Nemesis and the administrator of all 24 dungeons in the wilderness.

That is definitely not the monster digged by Rich.

That is.

That is ----

"The barrier has been broken! Do you use such powerful magic? The three Musketeers are rich!"

Half-human-half-devil ghost (dry luck) and six ghost magicians (rich).

Death magic is the forbidden power of only those who have died, and Rich is the end of the practice of wizards who have stepped out of the way of class S. Rich is said to have no decent intention, but it is said that if he captures it and sells it to Minerva, a magical nation, he will have enough wealth to play a lifetime.

But few find adventurers, even if they find one.

Rich, who creates monsters equal to infinity, is too strong to be an enemy.

The guild master has just noticed. This is the dungeon graveyard.

How many monsters have been decayed over many years in a managed dungeon? It bites the worst environment, but it must be the best graveyard for the enemy Rich.

The guild master desperately suppresses the rise of goose bumps, with the echoing rich voices overlapping. Thousands of adventurers are currently waiting in dungeon cities. However, even if they hit the top adventurer among them, only a few people can deal with S-class categorized riches.

"Gee! At least one S-class adventurer (dungeon killer) besides me!"

Six S-class monsters, Rich, have also been realized.

Even now, in the darkness, somewhere in the wilderness, where they can't even see, the monsters are squeezing their voice like a grudge and reviving monsters.

"Wow--?"

In the guildmaster's field of view, there was something breaking up hard soil like a shell. When you turn around and stare at the guildmaster who is alive, you will raise a grudged voice like a productive voice.

"That's --- I'm going to crawl out of the noise to the dungeon master!"

The sight was just a rebellion from the dungeon.

Numerous monsters are overflowing from the managed dungeon. Feel the sign of death, the guild master turns away at the last minute. A monster approaching right behind falls into the wilderness. Some sort of attack was made.

――― By the Lord of the dungeon.

Usually, dungeon masters who prefer the deepest part of the dungeon rarely come to the ground. But being defeated many times in the history of many years and being savagely exploited and pushed into the underground, they should have turned into beings that will defeat adventurers who come only deep in the dungeon .

――― Did you come out of the confusion?

Do not hesitate.

Kick up the earth with all your might.

Quickly dig deep into the skin covered by the dungeon master's hard scales.

Knives to be pierced (jack knives) are magical tools that ignore hardness, and are one of the familiar weapons for guild masters who prefer to disturb their consciousness with their evil eye.

The dungeon master whose heart has been dug instantly ends in death, and the collapse of the dungeon begins with a noise, probably because the core has already been eaten. Immediately covered in earth and sand, all monsters in the dungeon will die.

I knew it would be water, but it was better than not.

"No! The purpose is not to defeat monsters!"

The guildmaster remembered his purpose.

Rather than kill, this is a fight to save.

A gigantic explosion occurred somewhere as he looked down at the squeezing yoccaria flower and tried again to see where to head.

―――― Nah!

Explosions and storms.

You can see that a red-haired boy and a ghost are performing a fierce battle across the rock surface.

"Two rich men are participating in the battle! That boy is so threatening!"

Rich, though not all of the magical sixs, seem to be afraid of the riches. It was an incredible sight for the guildmaster who had heard the anecdote in the north, as they bothered to join the three Musketeers. The rest of the invisible riches are still digging for new dead one after another.

Anyway, he is a boy with all the power.

The movement of that boy who struck the Great Spirit of Darkness did not look like a human movement even from the guild master's point of view. And it looks as if the redhead boy has no ego left. He is approaching three Musketeers while shaking his life with a reckless movement.

Not long.

He is fighting, burning his life.

What the heck, for what.

But soon, the magic comes from somewhere.

At first glance, Rich, who was supposed to correspond to the red-haired boy, was casting magic at himself.

"--- A bad redhead boy. If you hurt a ghost, you'll be considered an enemy."

With his back to the red-haired boy and the three Musketeers, the guildmaster rushed in the direction of the light pointed at by the magic tool.

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"Buhya ..."

How did this happen.

How did this happen.

How did this happen.

But I know why.

The only person who can cause such an irregular situation.

Monster overflowing in large quantities.

Rich's voice reaches deep into the dungeon.

"... Ah, the time is up, isn't it that Shuya has become an apostle of the Great Spirit of Fire? ... It's going to be troublesome ... this ... huh ..."

Breathe in a big breath

One sigh is enough.

I can't just be depressed forever.

Switching heads, I stared at the hard earthen ceiling.

I have to hurry.

I can't stand the guy who missed all the awakening events.

Shuya dies if I'm late.

When Shuya dies, Dalis ends.

That is an event that must be avoided.

So ----.

"--- This ceiling must be cut off."

Yeah, I'm really excited.