Boukensha ni Naritai to Miyako ni Deteitta Musume ga S Rank ni Natteta

The branches of the trees were tangled and continued all the way to the dark, long corridor. Lights such as green phosphorescence are continually lit and extinguished, illuminating the area. Trees are intertwined under the feet, either branches or roots. The branches seemed to be intertwined throughout the corridor.

Graham was walking there, frowning at the wound on the side. I wear mito on my back. Mito was not sleeping, perhaps because she was tired of crying or because of something else. Rin, a bell-like sound occasionally reached my ears. It is a strangely cool and soft sound, as opposed to a gloomy shadow overlying it.

The corridor was straight. A gentle breeze blew in from behind and shook Graham's silver hair. It was not a very pleasant breeze. A strange fishy odor resembling a rotten smell hit the nose in the wind.

I have no idea how long I walked, but eventually the corridor began to widen. Rather, he went out of the corridor to an open place. The surroundings are covered with darkness that does not allow light, and although you can see that there is also ground under the feet, it is completely dark and I do not know what it is. However, unlike the corridor, it does not seem to have branches involved. It is flat and has no irregularities.

Suddenly, there was a sound of branches and leaves swaying from the other side. The big tree, withering away, appeared behind the darkness in front of Graham's eyes. The trunk is thick enough to allow dozens of adults to hold hands and surround them. There are bumps and bumps here and there, and some parts are strangely protruding and twisted, so I never get a straight impression.

When I noticed, there were a number of big trees around, like a circle around Graham. All trees are fine and thick, but their trunks are twisted in strange winds and the colors of the leaves are dull and not beautiful. It is such a thing that you do not know whether it is alive or dead.

Graham was silent and staring at the giant tree in front of him. The tree is much larger and thicker than the other trees. Occasional unpleasant pains that grabbed his heart hit him, but he frowned and did not tremble. Eventually, pale blue phosphorescence emerges from the trunks of the trees and floats in the air. So the area was illuminated and bright.

Gradually some began to gather in one place. The gathered phosphorescence gradually formed the shape of a person and emerged in front of Graham. A long ear can be seen in its outline. Elf.

"... child"

I heard a voice. It was like a wind blowing through the forest. Graham silently moved his head slightly.

"Well ... this far" "Is your clan head?"

Graham said. The phosphorescent elf nodded.

"I want you to apologize for hurting you ..." "I don't mind. Rather, let me tell you about this forest. I don't know of such a forest of hatred and malice. Where did you come from? "" ... We came from a land southwest of here. It's an old forest that has existed since the days of Jindai. ''

The history of Komori was very old. Before the emergence of the rulers of the continent, the forest quietly repeated life and death, with various creatures living there. As can be said of everything that belongs to nature, forests are both charitable and ruthless. The joy of life and the shadow of dark death were always living together, and the forest was constantly metabolizing due to the cycle and small changes.

Because of this nature, anyone who came in had the courage to accept it, but resisted everything against control.

"The hatred and malice of the forest have grown apart from the natural parts of the forest to fight foreign enemies. Fighting means attacking the enemy, whether it is offensive or defensive. Hate is the driving force for some kind of battle ... "

The phosphorescent elf's voice was a bit sad. Graham nods. It is not unusual for him to use his power to frighten and hate the demon during the battle.

"... Was there a lot of people who wanted to dominate this forest?" "Left ... but many were not even a threat to the forest. Therefore, there was no need to expand hatred and malice to that extent ... but at some point, I had to fight against a mighty enemy. "" A mighty enemy. On earth ... "" Solomon. "

To this, Graham moved the color of his eyes astonishingly.

"Did the forest fight Solomon ..." "Yes. That was not an ordinary partner. Therefore, the forest also enlarged its hostility and hatred to fight for self-defense. '

The phosphorescent elf said as if he had seen it. This phosphorescence may be a little mixed not only with the elf but also with the consciousness of the forest itself.

"The forest has lost nearly half its area, but has never yielded to Solomon. Solomon himself may have been less interested in the forest. However, the malice aspect of the forest, combined with the depth of the wounds that I suffered, ended up lurking in the shadow of the forest with a presence greater than the defense instinct ”“… Is it seeking for the power to fight? "Yes, that's right ... the malice of the forest is now seeking power for power." There is no purpose beyond that. So we were swallowed and lost its magic. The soul is still trapped ... "" But I don't know. Why did the forest wake up? "

It's been a while since Mito came to Tornella. If you've been attracted by magic, you'd be crazy if you didn't show up during the first forest upset. The phosphorescent elf shook his head gently.

"There was someone who awakened the malice of the forest ... a man who came in white clothes."

Suddenly, the phosphorescent elf suffocated with pain. The pain spreads to Graham, and he frowns unintentionally. The mito on his back glanced down.

"Someone ... came into the woods ... humans ... heading here"

Graham squinted and smiled small. I feel a slight sign of my partner who has been having trouble for a long time. The sword is heading here. I was convinced that they would be Bergglyphs. The phosphorescent elf reached for Graham.

"I'm asking you ..." "... I can't hand over Mitto." "... What are you going to do with that Solomon spawn? "I don't know. But this child is not just a child of destruction ... I know I will suffer and I won't give it to Misumi."

Zawa, and the branches and leaves of the surrounding trees shook. It seemed that the malice that had been lurking until now came back up little by little.

"... I thought you could understand our suffering ..." "I'm going to understand enough ... but when you pass Mito, your soul will be released I can't imagine, the malice of the forest is just asking for more power. You will still be captured. "

The phosphorescent elf shook and flinched, holding his head. The voice came ferocious.

"Kai ... Hou ... No-Doo ..." 』

The trees groaned, swinging up the branches and pushing forward, twisting the roots. Graham repositioned the mito, moving his body a little and slightly evading the branch.

"It's ironic ... the forest that asked for power to fight Solomon is trying to get the power of Solomon's spawner ..." "Gugu ... Gaaaaaaaaaaah ..." "... Let's have a little more toleration, my friends will let you go. " 』

The phosphorescent elf was painfully holding his head down, but eventually lost shape as it was scattered in a number of fine lights. The trees make a barking noise and attack Graham. Graham laughed fearlessly while dodging the attack.

"... I don't look down on my friends."

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Angelin's blow blows off the branch that was approaching from around. The sword roars and runs a sword flash, crushing the enemy mercilessly. Angeline gasped after a rampage.

"It's hard to keep swinging with all my strength ...

A giant caterpillar in the distance was shot by a Casim magic bullet. The caterpillar squirted out bodily fluids and collapsed.

"Hehehe, Anger, are you breathing anymore?"

The sword groaned and glowed. Angelin swells the cheeks.

"Don't be stupid ... I'll take you to my grandpa!"

Angelin grabbed his sword again and shook his sword in front of him. Twist the body as it is and cut off the big bugs approaching from the side.

"not yet……!"

Furthermore, the branches of the tree approaching from the surrounding area were cut off together. The branches broke apart and splattered there. At that time, a three-dimensional magic circle of Bjalja flew over Angelin. The magical circle sandwiches and crushes the spider monster that came down straight from the overhead nest and aimed. Angelin quickly kicked the ground and dodged the falling spider remnants. Baku's wrath flies.

"Bakayaro! Don't be careless, idiot!" "I'm not on guard ..."

Angelin sharpened his lips and squeezed his sword.

After rushing into the forest, he is aiming for the back, but not only the surrounding trees but also the monsters appear and hinder the way. As we progressed, the number grew, and we were almost stranded. This was the case even in high rank dungeons. Attracted by the magical power of the innermost artifact, a powerful monster wanders nearer. If you think the same, nothing else. Angelin tied his mouth and stepped in to blow away the beast.

At that time, Bergryf called from behind.

"Angier! That back! Aim for the trees clinging to insects!"

Angelin looked up and looked away. Standing among the surrounding trees, a twisted tree stood full of bumps. Insects of that colorful pattern are clinging. Angelin sewed between the beasts with a slippery footsteps and approached the tree, swinging her sword down as hard as she could. When the blade hit the trunk, intense magical power blew out and crushed the giant trees together with the clinging insects and monsters. Immediately, the sign of the monster that had been approaching was weakened. The remaining monsters are also shot one after another with Kasim's magic bullets. Angeline relaxed and looked at Bergriff coming up.

"Dad ..." "Well done. Can you still go?" "Yeah! All right!"

Angelin happily carried his sword and laughed. Bergryf smiled and picked up the broken tree trunk with his toes.

"……As I thought"

Old bones were peeping out of broken wood fragments. Byak stood next to his eyebrows.

"I've been there before ... what's that? Who's the bone, this one?" "Well ... but it's definitely not just a monster."

Berggriff blurred that it's awkward to be unidentified. Kasim, who has cleared the demons, has arrived.

"Isn't this a commander around here? Well noticed, bell," "What, half do you think?" "The other half?"

Said Angeline. Bergliff scratched his cheeks in trouble.

"Look, did the tree bring the monsters before it entered here? So I thought it would happen if I cleared the tree. I couldn't judge it However, it didn't work out as it was ... well, it seems like you found it because everyone was holding down the demon, "

Angelin smiled, grabbed Bergriff's arm and cheeked. The sense of security that Kasim had said. I felt like I understood it. Anessa and Miriam have enough security to leave behind, but it's great to have someone who can quickly grasp the whole situation and give the right instructions and decisions. Angelin looked at Jak with a proud face. Byak looked suspicious.

"What is it ..." "Isn't that great father ...?"

Bjaku turned silently silently. Suddenly, Angelin looks into Bjaku's face as he remembers.

"Biya-kun ..." "Ah?" "Sister just a moment ago ..." "!!"

Bjalk panicked his eyes.

"... Did you say that?" "Don't say it, it's because of your care." "Fufu, fufufu ... Biya-kun is cute ..."

Angelin grinned and poked the beak in the sand. Kassim is laughing funny. Bergliff stroked Angelin's head and lifted his face.

"Well, it's not over yet. Let's hurry ahead."

The monsters have not diminished. Angelin tightened her expression as she felt a sign approaching from behind. He listens to the grunts of the Holy Sword, hits Graham and walks forward. As he proceeded, he said.

"I'm in a dungeon completely. It's okay with Ji-chan and Mito." "Yeah ... I think it's okay if you're a grandpa ..."

Graham and Mito are worried, of course, but I wonder if the remaining Sashas are all right. I think Anessa and Miriam are rare, but if you start worrying, you can't help. And if we are careless, we are in danger. You have to move forward before worrying about the back.

As he walked away, repelling the sporadic monsters, Angeline's hand's large sword glowed more intensely.

"It may be close ..." "mu"

The thin branches like ivy were intertwined vertically and horizontally, forming a large wall. At the top is a dark green leaf that covers the head.

"Is this over ...?" "I see ... I have to break this." "Yeah, go down."

Kassim put his finger forward. The magical force blew up and swirled, swaying the hem of the clothes and the hair. Kasim held his hat in one hand and concentrated his magic on the other fingertip.

"Punching the ground, punching the sky, punching the soul"

The swirling magical power came against the wooden wall. It devoured the wooden wall like a huge beast's fangs. Kasim frowns.

Hard "It was ... this is definitely the Honmaru"

Power was put on Kassim's thin arm, and blood vessels floated. The magic fangs gained momentum and finally pierced the wooden wall. The other side is dark. The thin branches that were making the wall slipped and began to move. It slowly comes from around to close the hole.

As he moved his feet to hurry, the three-dimensional magic circle floating around the line gathered in the back. Bjaku turned around.

"What's new?" "What?"

Berglyph also returns. The branches and ivy were intertwined with a faint sound, forming a huge dragon-like shape. The branches are slightly eccentric, and the dragon made of wood gives off a real intimidation despite being fake.

Angelin quickly jumped forward with his sword. A branch, almost as large as a cow's torso, was pushed out like a ram and pierced through the solid magic circle, which had been solidified in defense. Angelin receives it on the belly of a great sword.

"Heavy ...!"

That's it, even if you've cut some power in the magic circle. Arms can be broken if received properly. Angelin shifted the angle of the sword slightly and received the impact diagonally. The dragon made of trees roared, squeezing the branches. The swords roar as they compete.

The Baku's three-dimensional magic circle flew many and hit the wooden dragon directly. The magic circle spins so hard that it looks like a sphere, but only scrapes the wood surface slightly. The dragon barked and shook, bouncing off the clinging magic circle.

The dragon is the highest class among many monsters. Dragons and sub-dragons also have lower ranks, but if they are dragons, they only have higher ranks, which are equivalent to AAA rank and S rank. The tree dragon in front of you is not real, but the magic of the forest makes it seem as good as the real thing. The intimidation that pierces the skin is not fake. Angelin exhaled and glared at the dragon.

"... I'm not a big deal if I calm down." "Oops, wait a little."

Kassim laughed and beat Angelina, holding the sword, and stepped forward.

"I'm serious about the fake dragon ... Oira took over this. I'm gonna go early and deliver Ji-chan a sword." "Are you okay ...?" I don't think it's just a weakness and it wasn't enough. " Let's go quickly. "

Casim laughed as if she was stunned. The Bergryph shouted, cutting off the branches that had blocked the hole.

"Angier, Byak, let's go! Kassim, don't go crazy. If you can't, think about yourself first." "I know.

Leaving Casim quietly facing the roaring wooden dragon, the three jumped into a slightly smaller hole.

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I found that the darkness that I saw from outside was not as dark as I thought I would get in and see. I can't see into the distance, but there is enough dim light to see my feet walking. Under the feet, tree roots and branches seemed to be intertwined, and fine irregularities were felt through the shoes. Light green or pale phosphorescent light is mixed with the radiance of Angelin's holy sword and the light sand color of the magical circle of Bjak, then disappears and then illuminates, each time the three people's faces are shades of light and shade Floated.

That's strange, Bergliff frowned. There is no sign of the demon after entering this area. I don't feel the licking gaze I've always felt. Angelin and Bjak also seem suspicious, and are walking cautiously, looking suspiciously around.

"I'm supposed to be right here ..."

Muttered Angelin. The sword shouted small, glowing. Angelin sharpens her lips.

"... I don't doubt you anymore."

Berglyf gently beat Angelin and looked around. I heard something crawling from the surroundings. Bergliff squinted and glanced over the darkness. Something is moving around in the flashing phosphorescence. It is a vine. A vine thick enough to catch the tree trunk is crawling like a snake. The hard, bumpy surface rubbed the ground and made a noise. Although not hostile, the forest is astute. Are you plotting something? Byak increases the number of magic circles.

"... What do you want to do?" "Let's go first. There is no stopping you here."

The Belgryphs became more vigilant, but jumped a little further into the back.

"It's so deep ..." "How far is it going ..."

It doesn't seem obvious to Angelin, who is leading the way. I am just walking with my sword. I think it's clear he's approaching Graham as it's getting brighter, but I'm not sure. If you keep walking in the same darkness endlessly, you will be anxious. Nevertheless, this hostility is rather unusual. Knowing the savvyness of the forest, you cannot help but feel something like a trap. But we still have to go. I can't say the elegance of returning and preparing.

Suddenly, the flickering phosphorescence reflected something in the distance. It looked like the skin of a tree, but different from the vine that crawled around it. It looks like an old, twisted tree.

Suddenly the holy sword glowed violently, screaming more loud. Someone had fallen in front of the tree. Long, smooth silver hair and gray cloak ... Angelin peels his eyes.

"Grandpa!"

The surroundings were filled with hostility. The torsional trees that attacked the village appeared, making a rustling noise, and vines that had been crawling around came close to them, meandering like a snake. Byak has increased the number of magic circles.

"Chill! Come on, father!"

Berglyph looks around quickly. All that is coming is trees and vines. There is no demon beast. Pull out the sword and yell.

"Anger! Ask for Graham!" "Okay ...!"

Angeline kicks the ground and runs to Graham. The vines are flying. It seems that the logs are coming straight. It is not likely to be cut with a sword. Bergliff turns and dodges the tree blow.

There was a sound of something exploding. I look over there. Angelin wielded a large sword, smashing the surrounding branches and vines that were blocking him. Beyond that, a branch that grew out of a particularly large tree was wrapped around Graham's body.

"I'm in the way ... don't do it!"

Angelin smashes branches, vines, and trees one after another, raising the mushrooms. Each time the sword was swung, it groaned, and when the blade hit the opponent, it burst as if the explosive magical power had exploded, and all the surrounding branches and vines were blown away. However, the number of branches and vines is increasing from one to the next, as if sneering, and the effect is not clear.

Bergliff hits his tongue. At such a time, myself who does not become much of a force is remorseful. The disadvantage was that I knew when I was about to jump into the opponent's pocket. However, the recognition may still have been weak. And where is Mito? Have they been taken into the forest already?

The trees suddenly slowed down. Makes a squealing sound and shakes the body as if pressed by something.

"Why is it so……? 』

There was a dignified voice. It is a voice that neither men nor women have. However, it does not shake the eardrum. It seems to sound directly in my head.

"Why are you ... remaining like this ..."

Bergryf shouted off nearby branches and yelled.

"I came back to get my child and friend back!" "... I can return the elf's child ... I can do that with all my might, but I'm not going to give Solomon's spawn! "I don't want to say stupid things! Mito is my brother! I won't allow you to take me on my own ...!"

Angelin shouts with anger.

"The forest was called to this place because of his magic ... it's not a human ..."

The trees progressed little by little again.

"And ... again, I'm going to call you again.

The voice gradually became crazy.

"Kai ... Ho, Sa, Le ... Besi ..." "... I may be selfish, but there are things I can't afford."

Bergliff held his sword and looked forward. The voice resounding in my head finally lost my sanity and suddenly turned cold and inorganic.

`` Narava, you Lamo my Rano part Tonare ''

The trees have regained momentum. Dodge the vines that are waved like a whip, and dig off. Byak controls the magic circle vertically and horizontally to prevent tree attacks, but it looks a bit tight.

"Bad, are you okay?" "... Damn."

Byak clenched his teeth and shook his arm. The magic circle runs around in the air, sweeping branches and vines. The white hair began to dye black. Bergliff hurriedly pulled him up, holding Biak's shoulders.

"Don't be crazy!"

At that time, my feet fluttered. When I looked down as a scare, a thin ivy was crawling to my feet. They wrap around their feet like snakes and try to crawl up.

"Well, bad ..."

For the time being, she was carrying herself on a safe place, but she squatted to refuse and rolled on the floor. It is tied to the ivy as it is and is attracted to the nearby tree.

"Koitsumo, Toshiko Ochi"

Bergliff hurries up holding his sword and trying to follow it.

"Jack! Go well, go now!" "If you're confident in me ...?! It's going to be annihilated! If you don't look at the situation, who will see you!

Bjaku shouted. That's right. What do I do without my calmness?

"... Sorry! Always help!"

Bergliff turned his back at Bjalak and stared at the largest tree. A pale phosphorescent glow is illuminated in the ditch and the backhole in the trunk. However, the trees themselves had dark and heavy shadows clinging to them, which looked terribly gloomy.

With something convinced, Bergliff screamed at Angelin, slashing ivy and running forward.

"Angier! Aim at that deep tree! The biggest one!"

Angelin made a sharp eyed aim and blew off the branch that was approaching in a lump. Jump higher and farther, using the approaching branches and vines as a stepping stone. Eventually, he put the big tree in range, wielded his sword, and put his strength in his arm to swing it down.

But that momentum was killed on the way. The ivy, which rose silently from the floor, entangled Angelin's feet and pulled them. Angelin immediately swung his sword to cut the ivy, but fell to the floor. The ivy entangled so as to overlap there.

"Wasteda" "Damn, this ...! Let go ...!"

Angeline swings his sword and rampages, but ivy entangles one after another and stays on. From behind, Bergliff jumped deep into the ground. If Angelin is useless, he has to do it. Can you do it?

Angelin shouted when he raised his sword.

"Father!"

I heard a grunt. I glance at it. Angelin threw the holy sword. I was surprised and grabbed the handle and was surprised. It felt light enough like a wing, but heavy enough to shake when gripped.

"... a really great sword"

It is later to be impressed. Bergliff swings his sword. However, ivy entangled in his right foot. She shouted with a look like Angeline despaired.

"Dad! Dangerous!"

It was instant. Removed the clasp of the prosthesis. The ivy entangled in the prosthetic leg falls to the floor while drawing it. Oki is right in front of me. I saw Graham entangled in a branch hanging over his head.

I squeezed the handle. Even though it was a momentary event, it was felt for a long time. The magic within me flows into the sword, and the sword responds. Magical power shining from the blade overflowed. Explosive. A sword was swung at Yokonagin with the force of a fire erupting from behind his arm.

The trees, which were moving with tremendous momentum, stopped moving.

I didn't think I cut it. The blade passed so smoothly. However, the blade must have passed through the trunk. Bergliff was shaking off and a little amazed, but noticed that he had fallen and turned back to himself.

"Wow!"

Attempting to land failed. I forgot that I had just removed the prosthesis. Hit the waist as if you were rolling to the floor.

"Ah ... ah ..."

The big tree twisted. But it did not buckle, it was cut off from the middle, and the trunk slipped. Not only the trees, but also the dark shadows they wore, split into straight lines as if they had been cut off in the middle.

The trunk, which was supposed to be much thicker than the blade, was cut with a sword. Believing what he had done, Bergliff looked at the great sword in his hand. The sword shimmers slightly and growls small. There was a slight footstepping in the sound, and Angelin hugged him from behind.

"Awesome ...! Awesome! Dad, awesome!" "Ange ... ha ha ..."

With Angeline fluttering and bouncing like a little child, Bergliff laughed a little and then looked up at a surprise.

"Graham!"

The trunk, which was gradually leaning to the other side, began to fall. Graham, entangled in the branches, seems to have fainted and falls together. Angelin drew his sword and jumped up.

"Grandpa!"

Angelin slashed the branches involved in Graham and supported him. Then kick the falling trunk and take the distance.

The big tree fell down, shaking the ground. The phosphorescence shining in the groove disappears, and then the shadows that were scattered are scattered to be blown away. The twisted trees that were crimping around tumbled and crumbled.

--Thank you.

Wind blew. It is not an unpleasant fishy wind that has been blowing all the time. A refreshing breeze that sewes the trees in the forest. The wind swirled up and soared into the sky. Trees and vines rot away and fly in dust, as the shadows above their heads are cast away.

Eventually, sunbeams came in, and noticed that the Bergryphs were deep in the forest.

"... Is dungeon dissolved?"

Stunningly looking forward, a small one was lying on his back. Mito has fallen to a place where a large tree stood up a while ago. Bergliff tries to get up in a hurry and looks around, remembering that there are no prostheses. I can't find it. However, it is not prosthetic. Berglyf stood up on one leg, jumped and jumped to Mito.

"Mito!"

Place your hand on Mito's mouth rolling on her back. I felt a warm sigh. Bergliff breathed out and involuntarily relaxed and sat back on the ground.

"……Good grief"

Stroke Mito's head with reassurance. Mito moaned small and bowed down in the first place. Jak stepped on the ground and walked.

"... Is it over?" "Jack, you're safe ..." "Clear faster, you're a normal father ..."

I hear footsteps again from a distance. Casim ran over the fallen trees and rocks. He observes the Bergryphs and relaxes his expression in peace.

"Yeah, it did. Bell is the best." "No, I couldn't do anything by myself ..."

Bergliff looked at Angelin, walking with his shoulders to Graham. In the end, I got my hands, but most of my daughter did. Take a big breath and look around for prostheses. There are sunbeams, but in a dimly lit forest, you can't tell by just looking inside.

"The prosthesis ..." "This is it."

Bjalak fires a wooden stick and comes over. The Bergliff receives it and attaches it to his right foot with the same familiarity. I got up and kicked the ground a couple of times.

"Yeah ... Thank you, Bjaku" "... Yeah"

Bergliff smiled and walked towards Angelin. I look at Graham who borrows his shoulder. The sword in my hand groaned. Belgriff was a little nervous after seeing Graham's unselfishness.

"... Graham?"

The Bergglyph called, and the old silver-haired elf slowly raised his face with a tired look and loosened his mouth slightly.

"... I hurt to die." "Hah ... now, let's go home."

Bergliff leaned against a large sword in his hand. Riding on the soft breeze that blew softly, we could hear a lively voice calling ourselves from afar.