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

The sound of my breath sounded loudly. The red-haired boy wiped his sweat from his forehead, gazing back at the leafy trees. A tepid breeze is blowing. The heart is beating like a fast bell. Every time the twigs snapped, the boy gasped and gave his hand to his waist sword.

There is something beyond this. From a while ago, I feel the magical power that pierces the skin. Saliva accumulates in the mouth. I'm worried that my partner will not even hear the sound of swallowing.

Soon the sign diminished. The magic that pierces the skin goes away. The boy relaxed a little, but slowly stepped back, keeping his tension. Don't make noise with your rubbing foot so that you don't step on dead branches. Going a little further away, the boy finally breathes. The unpleasant nervousness on her chest seemed to be exhaled. The sensation of the sound of the heart is gradually increased, and the mood is slightly eased.

"... What happened?"

I felt the limits of my mental power many times. However, we cannot afford to give up in such a place.

Has five days already passed? It seems that there is a positive movement, but it seems that the sense of time is getting thinner, probably because you are too nervous. Still hungry. The boy took out the roasted beans from his bag and put them in his mouth, chewing over time. Then a piece of dried meat, which is also slowly chewed. Lick a pinch of salt, pour the water from the water bottle into your mouth, rinse your mouth and drink slowly. Shake the water bottle. I should have filled the inside with the spring water I found yesterday, but there is no more half. But if you don't drink, you die. I can't stop. I wanted to eat what was cooked. But in a hurry, he shakes his head and blows away his thoughts. I get angry when I think about it.

It should have been an E-rank dungeon. But there was a trap inside the transition. Dungeons are built by distorting the terrain and space due to the accumulation of magic. It is not unusual for a town to be the size of a town, even if it doesn't look large from the outside. The space is distorted inside.

Common sense does not apply inside dungeons. You don't know what will happen depending on your magic. The lower rank dungeon is not so much because of its lower magic, but if it is a higher rank dungeon with higher magic, not only will the rank of monsters rise, but also the internal complexity and the badness of traps will be irregular. And even if it is a dungeon of lower rank, irregularities occur due to sudden changes in magical power flow. That was the kind of trap the red-haired boy took.

Apparently, the wandering monsters seemed to have at least been ranked A in a dungeon. E-rank, a boy with a good start, can easily die if he cares.

He did not come alone to search for dungeons. It was a party of five. But they were all the impetuous and discreet people that tend to be the young adventurers who fled. Because of that, the boy's prudence was not understood even among his friends, and he was already in a position to draw a poor lottery at the party, coupled with his weakness to push.

"... I can't help saying that it's gone."

There was a treasure chest at the end of the dead end. Sometimes such unnatural things are in the dungeon. Some say that magic has reacted to human desire to materialize it, and that the power of the past adventurer who was exhausted in it has returned to its original form by magic. Some say. But the truth is still unknown. When the party members happily opened the box, the magic circle spread around, and when they noticed it was displaced. You should have been in a cave dungeon, but the surrounding area was covered with greenery, so you quickly knew you had arrived elsewhere. They seem to be sent to different places, and there are no friends.

He told him to be careful because it was unnatural, but the boy felt his anger rise again. But lack of calm here is dangerous. Forcibly tell herself that she will die and beat her cheeks with both hands to exhale.

Anyway, leaving the dungeon is the top priority. However, it is more dangerous to rush too quickly to encounter higher rank monsters or to get lost and run out of water and food. Fortunately, ironically, he was forced to hold his luggage, and until now he had no difficulty with food. However, it is already beginning to see. Not surprisingly, it wasn't a very long search. I tried to eat as much as I could to reduce my hunger, but it is about to reach the limit. It's possible to collect food because it's a forest, but it's hard to expect too much. Jiri poverty comes mentally.

The boy sighed, saying that with the luggage, other people are no longer there. Even worse, they're running fast, they'll either be challenging the evil beasts, or they'll get stuck in fear. It's not a good feeling that those who weren't good friends, but still somehow associated, would die.

The red-haired boy repacked his luggage and began walking slowly. I was used to the forest. In my home village, the forest was so close that I couldn't go too deep, but sometimes collected herbs and mushrooms and sometimes hunted. He also remembers how to hide himself and what to look out for when walking.

The boy avoided the encounter with the demon with his own caution and proceeded with an emphasis on safety. He looked at the ground and searched for footprints, paying attention to wounds on tree trunks. Avoiding too new footprints and wounded directions, in some cases heavily detoured. Adjusted the direction to climb the tree on the way. Although it is certainly progressing, the target plain changed places every time I checked it, probably because of spatial distortion.

I heard something squeaky. The boy stiffens his body and hands on the handle of the sword. He made a loud noise and took off from a nearby place and went away. A bird?

Gradually the area is getting darker and darker. The boy gave up going any further and climbed when he found a reasonable tree. Apart from checking the direction, I decided to sleep on a tree at night. This alone can avoid quite a few monsters. Eat roasted beans and dried meat on a tree and drink water. The canteen has only one more bite of water left. The boy frowned, hoping it could be replenished somewhere. When it comes to it, the only option is to suck on the branches of the tree and deceive thirst.

Eventually the sun fell, and the heavy darkness of the woods covered the woods. There are no stars or moons in the sky, and mysterious light such as phosphorescence sometimes flashes like fireflies. There are sounds of creatures that are unknown here and there.

The boy occasionally paddled, whimpering away from the beetles making noise near his face. I can't release my vigilance, but I still feel drowsy with weakness from fatigue. Then it's strange that even the darkness around me feels like I'm wrapping myself in warmth.

I felt like I heard something sloppy in the faint consciousness between sleepiness and awakening. Suddenly, the boy, who was about to dwell on the eerie sign of pushing his body, jumped up with full hair. It was lucky at all. Something sticky stuck where the boy was before.

The drowsiness blows away, and the boy hands his hand on his sword. The eight glowing red eyes were watching the boy moving jerkyly.

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As a break, Bergliff carried a cup of tea into his mouth. Angeline, who is excited and dyes her cheeks with vermilion, leans forward.

"So then !?" "A spider ?! You defeated it?"

Marguerite hits the table with his fists in a hurry. Bergliff glanced as if thinking a bit.

"I didn't defeat .... I thought I had to escape anyway, and managed to escape." "Eh, what a mess." "But I was able to escape well. Isn't that very disadvantageous? "

Berglyf nodded at Anessa's words.

"I thought I couldn't do it either. I first dropped my luggage down and desperately wondered how to get off. Gently move to the lower branch while dodging ... stopping the spider with a solid light emitting ball at the end, I jumped crazy, my legs were numb, but I grabbed my luggage and run ... crawling crawling "Surely that's what you say, surely." "When you meet a superior opponent, make sure to escape and keep a retreat. "... haha, I remember well, Angers."

Berglyf gladly laughed at Angeline, who showed off what she had learned at a young age. Angelin smiles very proudly. Miriam poured hot water into a tea pot.

"Then, the experience at that time remains in Belle's body." "That's right ... at that time, it was really close to death. I wonder if the sensation would be sharper. I don't know, but I'm sure I've become more cowardly than before. ''

Bergliff said and laughed. Kasim crosses hands behind his head, seeming dissatisfied.

"What do you say, thanks to that caution, the oilers were saved? Not to say that such a demeanor." "Yes. And I stopped moving with a glowing ball and tried to defeat the spider I thought it would be terrible if I stopped moving, I would manage to defeat it, I knew I was so high that I could make the decision to escape. "

Anessa said and rinsed her tea. In this way, young adventurers who take care of themselves and challenge themselves and die are endless. Bergliff smiled shyly and stroked his beard.

"Haha, I'm glad to say that ..."

The candles made a noise. It is much shorter. It's nice to stay up late, but it's tired and sleepy. Bergliff grew.

"Well, let's go here today. It's time to sleep."

Angelin yawned as he remembered. Marguerite is still unsatisfactory, but he recalls that he has a long way to go and stands up without complaining.

"Good night, dad" "Oh, rest" "Hehehe, Angelin-chan, are you okay to have your dad sleep with you?" "Kashim's meanness already"

Angelin went out of the room with her cheeks inflated. The girls continued to giggle with a break from mouth to mouth. Bergliff sighed and poured tea into the open cup. Kasim has an interesting face.

"Is your daughter away from you?" Bell said, "What are you talking about ... I'm just reluctant to go to bed and my sticking habits are still the same."

For the moment, Angelin has been reluctant to sleep on a futon with Bergliff as before. She seemed a bit concerned about being teased by Kasim. I don't mind if I can be ridiculed at the friendship with Bergglyf, but it seems that she is getting a little embarrassing to be treated like a small child just before her respected father.

I was worried that I could stand alone while I was growing up or what it was, but Belgryf said that it is selfish to feel lonely when it actually becomes so Including the back of the chair. Not only children but also parents need to get used to it. Rather, I think parents. Casim yawns.

"... What is Percy doing?" "Well. Yakumo's story is that he keeps defeating monsters ..." "I wonder ..."

Kasim wiped his tears with his fingertips and folded his hands behind his head.

"But I'm sure I'll be glad to meet you. It's like I've always been concerned."

Still, I can't help but worry. Time can heal or worsen wounds. Kassim is optimistic, but Bergliff was a little scared. Still, there is no option not to meet.

"Once I meet Percy, it's Satie next." "I wonder if it's so easy ..." "It's surprisingly because Oira could see you in this short time, and now I'm going to Percy. I'm going to meet. I feel like I'm going to meet Satie. "" I hope that's right. Of course I want to meet ... "" It's okay. I wish I couldn't be ridiculous. I think it's even more so when dealing with magic. "

According to Kasim, magic is a technique that uses magic to interfere with your outside. In other words, it is synonymous with fulfilling your own wishes. Magic flows along the flow of human consciousness and causes phenomena. Even events may be triggered. Bergliff turned his eyes down, as we proceeded along the path of reunion.

"If you want ... you can meet each other."

Kasim laughed and bundled his hair, probably to sleep.

"I'm looking forward to it. I'm looking forward to seeing Oira and Percy, but I'm looking forward to the next trip. If I ask later, Percy may be envied and angry." "

I'm not afraid to meet. But I want to meet more. What would he look like, Bergliff smiled and drank tea. The candles swayed, and the shadows of their faces moved swaying.

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Come on! Shouted at the edge of the hole. Adventurers crouching around, stand up at once and hold weapons.

I thought that the wind was blowing up from the back of the hole, and together, a long and thin thing came up. It was a silver dragon. Silver scales shine over a long body like a snake. From the head to the back, the hair flutters like a horse's mane, and sharply fangs peek out from the greatly torn mouth. The dragon soared into the dusk sky, twisting its body, groaning and staring at the adventurers below.

Archers and wizards shoot arrows and magic at once. All are powerful enough to rank higher. However, the dragon thought he had twisted his body, and stripped everything off. The adventurers roared. The dragon roared. The voice pierced into the adventurer's skin like a shock wave. The dragon came down at once, like a released arrow, thinking that it shook itself with a whip-like suppleness. Adventurers hold weapons.

As expected, there are only high-ranked influential people, even if the dragon's assault does not lose. Rather, the swordsmen and other avant-garde workers take the opportunity to approach. However, the stubborn scales, including the magic of the dragon, were not even hurt by a half-life attack.

"Ola!

A man who lifted a giant hammer jumped and beat the dragon's torso. The dragon shouts like angry, waving its tail like a whip. Most adventurers defended or dodged with weapons, but some were decently bounced off.

"Don't you guess, you can't just be straightforward ..." "It's always the case!

However, the dragon jumped into the sky at once, noticing the simultaneous attack. Flying in the sky is a little more annoying than giants and dragons. However, only high-ranking talents are here. Loss is unlikely, but everyone anticipated a long game.

At that time, someone coughed in the back. A lion-like man appeared, shaking his hay-colored hair. He grumbles frowningly and holds his smell bag in his pocket, and hands on the handle of his waist sword. Adventurers were angry.

"Oh, he's ..."

The man looked around and stared at the silver dragon above. The dragon also saw the man. I narrow my eyes to see something that is obviously different from other adventurers.

"... I can't kill you."

The man drew his sword like no other. It is a single-edged long sword with a wave-like pattern running over the blade. The dragon roared as if he realized that he had been despised. A terrible intimidation shakes the skin vigorously. When she thinks she has shrunk, she leans on the man like an arrow at a terrible speed.

A man has taken a step. He stepped deep enough to crush the ground and jumped towards the dragon. The thick cloak flutters. The man glared without turning his eyes off the dragon at all. Each other's eyes are reflected in each other's eyes.

The dragon barks. The man also barked. Swing the sword held at the bottom.

For a moment, the sound seemed to disappear. Below the dragon's neck, it seemed that some had disappeared. The body of the dragon is thicker than four large adults. The neck and torso broke apart and slammed into the ground with the same momentum, though it should have been much thicker than a man's blade.

The man lands with his cloak fluttering. As he approached the corpse of the crashed dragon, he shook his sword to strip off some of the dragon's flesh and began walking with it. One of the adventurers watching over came out quietly.

"Well, what else, as usual ...?"

The man nodded with annoyance. Immediately, adventurers swarmed around the dragon's corpse.

"Scale! Scale, scale! It's good to be close to your head!" "Who wants a liver? You have to get it!" "Fang, fangs! Give me the longest!" Hey, what ’s a dismantling knife? ”

The man goes away from the hole after the fuss. Many adventurers are obsessed with the material of the higher rank monsters, but some bitter and gaze at the back of the leaving man. The dog-ear girl caught up with the man walking away and pulled the hem of his clothes.

"Uncle, uncle"

The man glared at the girl. However, the girl has no fear at all. He stares at the man with sharp eyes.

"I'll make a dragon steak, I'll make it!" "... I'll take care of you."

The man struck his tongue and flung the meat to the girl. The girl accepted but the meat was heavy and staggered. The dripping blood wets the girl's clothes.

"Snake!"

The man started ignoring the uproaring girl. He slaughtered monsters, but showed no interest in the ingredients, stripping at most the meat they eat. Even that meat is a dull thing just to bake properly and shake salt. After the dog-eared girl and her fellow spear-woman became involved, they would occasionally eat decent meals.

Suddenly, I remember the old days. When I was a young adventurer, I was fighting side by side with my dependable friends. Every time I finished my job, I started to talk ridiculously, and often made a good meal with that red-haired boy. Every day glowed and my heart was excited. The man clenched his fist. Though he should have warm memories, the man's expression is sober. It is as if the worm was bitten. The back of my chest is noisy and I suddenly cough. I hurriedly took out the smell bag from my pocket.

"……annoying"

The man muttered. Leaving frustrated and violent steps. A black-haired woman supported the staggering girl from behind.

"What are you doing, Onshi?" "It's a treat tonight, Beibe" I'm sorry. "

The black-haired woman sighed.

"I don't know how to tell us about the bells anyway." "So I'll be there. I'm going to be there." "I'll be a substitute for us. "" If you don't really want to be disappointed, you'll be blown away.

The dog-eared girl shook his tail, sticking out of his clothes.

"The bells are coming ... I'm sure they'll come. Until then, I'll try to distract my uncle and not let her down." "Well, I like it. I'm scared and impossible."

The black-haired woman breathed as if she was stunned, took out the smoke tube and held it. The dog-eared girl swayed, holding on to the meat and chasing after the man.