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

The stone stairs that go down along the wall have some places like digging rocks, and some places just brought good stones from other places. I didn't think However, I have no idea who is making the stairs that go down in such places. The width is barely enough to pass each other. Each time he descended, the right prosthesis hit the stone steps and made a rattling noise.

The leading Persival stopped and turned around.

"Well, if you go a little further from here, the fog will thicken. At that time, do not distract. Be aware of the scaffolding properly. Otherwise, you will be sent to another place."

Marguerite tilted his head.

"Another? What's that?" "Are you a fog with the power of forced displacement?"

Anessa said. Percival nods.

"It's not that strong, but it's dangerous if your consciousness turns to another direction. If you're worried, hold on to the clothes of the previous guy. Hey bell, what about behind?" The monster doesn't come up from there. "" Yes, that's right. Is there something special? "

Kasim said. Percival shrugs.

"I don't know so much. But I guess the monster would use that fog to get out of the" hole ". I don't think it's going to climb the wall stupidly.

Indeed, a fog with the power of space transfer would be able to move to any place if used well. It may be that the demon is better at using such things. Maybe it's because it's a high-ranking beast from Earth Navel. Suddenly, there was a sign that the cape was pulled small. Looking at it, Angelin had a cloak hem.

"This is okay ..." "Hah, that's right."

Bergliff smiled and stroked Angelin's head. This time, the three S-rank adventurers of Percival, Casim and Angelin, the seven-member Annesa, Miriam, Marguerite, and Bergliff were formed. Berggryph thought that there were quite luxurious parties.

Duncan seems to have a plan to meet with a skilled adventurer, and Ishmer seems to have mostly obtained the material he wants, so he doesn't need to dive into the "hole" now. Yakumo and Lucile do not accompany because they are tired, and Toya and Morin are different actions in the first place.

As they walked again, the light over the head gradually faded, and as they looked up, the sky seemed to gradually narrow. If it seemed strangely blurry, the fog seemed to be coming in, and Bergliff took a deep breath and checked the feel of his feet.

Eventually the stairs became invisible. It has entered the pure white fog from a certain point. The fog was white, but seemed to occasionally glow in seven colors, depending on the condition of the light. The stairs lead into it, and have no idea how long it will go.

"It's been a long time since we've been at a party ... no, not here for the first time ...?"

Percival muttered and scratched his head. I thought it would be irrelevant no matter where I was alone if I was alone, but it seemed like I was worried that there were many friends. Percyval frowned and slapped his cheeks, trying to recall the feeling of once pulling others as a party leader.

"... Okay, let's go. Don't panic if you're skipped. You won't be so far away." "Percy," "What, bell," "Don't be too enthusiastic. It's a laugh if it's gone. ''

The girls laugh brilliantly, with Marguerite gushing out. Percival scratched his cheek with a bad feeling.

"You don't always pierce the painful place ..." "Hehe, even if you're skipped, I'll find you and I'll find you." "Don't be skipped, Barka. You may have a former criminal record, but it looks like a great face "" No, that's because of Angers "" No different ... ... "" Well, what did you do? " "I was so upset that only one person was in a different place ..." "No, I was distracted because you passed Oira."

After some laughs, they all seemed to have lost their shoulders, and then came back into the fog. From the outside, it was white and nothing was visible, but when I entered, I could see the outline of the person walking a little in front. You can see your feet even if you are nervous, so if you are careful you will not have any trouble walking.

Go down the stone steps without danger, occasionally calling out. Perhaps because of the fog, or something else, the stones seemed a little wet. As the tip of the prosthesis nearly slipped, Bergryf walked even more carefully. Slippery was the case with the other guys, as Angelin moved his hand from the cape to Bergriff's arm, and Miriam snuggled upside down on the other side, applying weight in danger. That's why I'm careful not to fall down. When they fall, they are both involved.

"How about Percy, are you still taking it?"

Looking forward, there was a response from behind the fog.

"It's about to come out ... Hey Marie, watch out. Don't fall!" "Rolling spring! You're not going to be skipped, Percy!"

I heard Percival's funny laugh. Angelin put her strength in her hand with a tight arm.

"I'm not distracted ...?" "How about. Well, I'll be fine." "Bell, you're down there."

Miriam said that he was poking a stone step a little further forward with his cane.

Meanwhile, it escaped through the fog. When you exit, the view is immediately clear, but the sun is not shining at all, so the area is strangely dim. Looking back at the person who came, the fog was flat at a certain position above the head, like a gray fluffy ceiling.

Once through the fog, the stone steps were almost over. On the ground a little further away, Percival stands with a lighted lamp. Berglyf ran his eyes to make sure that no one was missing.

"Yeah, it's okay ..."

I was a little nervous and gasped at the point where I got down. I feel my cape and hair are moist and moist. Miriam frowned, putting her hand comb over her habit, as she scattered her hair. Percival nods happily.

"I came over without any problems. Now, it's an hour's walk to the large armored insect cluster. What are you laughing about? "

Kassim, who was laughing as he held his belly, looked up.

"Well, in the old days, saying that way, when I started searching, I thought that Saty and I went in and the bell turned blue. Hey, Bell?" "Oh, yes. Be careful and be careful, but when you get in, I'll look aside, I'll be afraid ... "" Oh, no, it's young.

Percival looked awkward, but dyed his cheeks slightly and waved his hands. Angelin stood up with a grin.

"I don't have that kind of thing ...?" "Hmm? Ah, that's right. Anger couldn't rush into it."

Anessa said. Miriam nods. Marguerite looked surprised.

"Is that so? Anger feels like he's going crazy." "I'm my dad's daughter. It's natural to be careful and careless."

I saw Percyval with a look at her face. Percival laughed a little and reached out, stroked me and Angeline's head.

"Good boy. Take care of Bell's teachings." "Nmmm ..."

Angelin dyed her cheeks a little and was lowered, unexpectedly praised for her intention to be browned. Marguerite grinned, leaning over his shoulder.

"I'm shy." "... Noisy."

Anessa and Miriam also glanced at her face. Bergliff drew his great sword. The sword shimmered in a faint light.

"Well ... Percy, what kind of organization do you want to go?" "I'm going at the top. The bell is yours, your job. Chuei is Kassim. Look to the left and right to protect the rear guard group. ''

Bergryf struck his beard with great appreciation for Percyval, who gave a quick instruction.

"I'm sure you're the leader." "I don't know if you're amazed."

Percival then turned forward. It seemed to be a dub that used to pull them away, and Bergliff gladly gladly relaxed.

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Angelin thought that the air was somehow different from when I came here before. There's no nervous tension with Percival, and most of all, Bergryf is with me. The surrounding area is a nest of high-ranking monsters, and although it is certain that it will not be distracted, even with that added, there was plenty of room in my heart. Percival, who is a little ahead, has a large back. The first monster-like atmosphere is completely hidden, and now you can rely on it. Nevertheless, when he went through the dungeon in this way, there was air that intimidated his surroundings. It seems to be felt by the demon, and it has been a while since we started, but there is no sign that the demon will attack. I'm just looking at this with a long winding.

Marguerite, walking next to her, crossed her hands boringly.

"I don't want to come anything." "Well, I don't want to win. I don't want to win." Na, yeah

Adventurers must not adventure. I think it's strange. However, in order to continue the adventure, it is only natural to avoid the danger of death as much as possible. Feel the thrill of life is not the only adventure. Jump into danger, but do your best to save your life. Only such a person can survive as a leading adventurer. It seems strange to think that these are the only adventurers who gather in this "Navel of the Earth". They come from all over the continent, so their races and costumes vary. However, there was a time when everyone started running, there was a shuraba that came in, and there was a heroic tale. Persival, Kassim.

I am still young. I think I've had a lot of experience, but it's still different between twenty and forty years. When you pass forty, what story is there? I imagined it, but I couldn't.

After a while, the gentle hills on the left hand gradually rose and became steep cliffs. On the way, there are a number of narrow, pointed rocks, lining up like pillars, piercing beyond the mist drifting far above. I think the environment has changed a bit from the place where the outlook was good.

Percival stopped and removed the smell bag from his pocket.

"Gogh ... a little more. If you pass here, you will reach your destination in an hour."

Bergriff said, looking forward.

"Don't be behind the pillars." "Did you understand? The prospects are poor. Watch out for surprises. Watch out for cliffs."

Angelin corrected the position of the sword on the waist. It seemed that the sign of the demon was denser than before. He had a gaze and a crisp kill. Percival narrows his eyes.

Kiko: "It's a flock. I'll be waiting for you." "Kiko: D rank monster?"

Anessa said she was beaten. Kooni are sub-racial demons. Although the fighting power of a single unit is not great, it is ranked D rank because it has the intelligence and habit of forming a group to handle simple tools. Percival laughed at him.

Kiko: "Here is a different intelligence than the outsiders. The intelligence is different. There is something similar to humans, but it is close to it. Cooperation, ambush, traps, projectiles, and so on. If you think you're a demon, you'll see painful eyes if you are careless.

It is said that humans can suppress demons because their intelligence is inferior to humans. If a monster's physical abilities have human intelligence, humans cannot compete. Here it is like that kind of thing. However, Percival says that even in such a group, it is ranked lower in the hierarchy in this "hole". Is it because they are sub-racial and their physical abilities are inferior to beast-type demons?

"... I don't want to lose"

Angelin snorted his nose and put his hand on the handle of the sword. It's like dealing with a lot of bandits. If you don't insist that you're a child, you won't lose.

"let's go"

As soon as Percival swung his sword, Kasim's magic bullet flew. There was a strange scream from the shadows and darkness of the pillars.

Three swordsmen suddenly step in and rush forward. Bergliff is behind. Angelin felt like she was going to lose her extraordinary power just because she was watching.

Koshi: Cut off the stray shadow that came out of the shadow of the pillar. Although short, she wore hard muscles but screamed and fell down. From then on, a number of child demons appeared. She wears armor with different designs and materials, and has a weapon in her hand. Next door, Marguerite slashes three bodies together. Percival has already stepped a few steps, with several dead bodies rolling behind it.

I jumped into the darkness and got used to my eyes, and found that there were quite a few offspring. They seemed to be buoyed by this haste for a brief moment, but as they were, the demon beast that survived the "Navel of the Earth" was repositioned and shouted at the battle. Like a commanding unit, several lances with spears protrude around them, with a bow and arrow behind them. Angelin and others struggle with the foot that they went out of before and take a defensive posture.

At that time, a magic bullet and an arrow flew from behind and pierced the young demon archers. Because the arrow of support did not fly, the movements of the spears with spears stopped momentarily. A thunder roared above him, the lightning bolt fell, and the whole armor of the demon was scorched.

"Don't stop! I'll kick you!"

Percival swings his sword as he strips them off and pushes them forward. There is no hesitation in stepping. Rather than letting go of the momentum, they seem to trust their peers completely behind the scenes. Perhaps Angelin unconsciously loosened his mouth, re-holding the handle of the sword and pursuing Percyval. It runs as if sewing stone pillars lined up like a grove.

At that time, Bergryf shouted from behind.

"Percy! Right cliff!"

Kiko: I saw it as a kid. From a steep cliff, a squadron on the back of a wolf was descending as if the rocks were rolling. I was distracted before and didn't notice until told. Percival glanced at the cliff with a glance.

"Get away from Angers, Marie and the cliff! Kassim!"

A torrent of magic occurred. Before the cavalry of the Demon descended off the cliff, the magic of Kasim flew. The magic smashed the scaffold in their direction a little earlier. The cavalry loses balance and falls. If you fall on a steep hill, you are dead. The demon and the wolf fell together on the ground. Some had been fatally wounded with their own weapons and armor, and a moaning of distress occurred.

At the same time, an explosive sound was heard behind him. As Angelin turned, Bergryf pulled out Graham's sword. A shock wave blew away those who seemed to be sneaking behind. Percival shouted.

"Bell, is that just behind you?" "For the time being, but the place is too bad!"

The distance between the stone pillars in the forest is becoming narrower. Sure, it's a bit of a hindrance to wielding a sword.

"What's going on, Percy? Go back once ...?" "No, the number of opponents has decreased. I should come out of my head already. If I crush it, others will escape."

Percyval said, holding his sword and looking forward. Marguerite narrows his eyes.

"Hey, something strange has come!"

Koshi: That was, but the height was not much different from that of humans. Rather, they are taller and larger than Angelin. And, as you can see, he wears good-quality armor, and holds a sword and shield in his hands that seem to be quite a work. At first glance, it looked like a child.

Kiko: "... That isn't it? Isn't it?" "Oh, it's a variant of a koki. You just wore the equipment of an adventurer who sneaked here. Let's go and see "

Percival's laughing mischief said, and slashed the incoming demon. Angeline turned away from Marguerite.

"What do you do ...?"

Marguerite jumped out of the rabbit. Angelin follows one step behind. The children are still around, but they seem to be blocked by magic and arrows flying from behind, and by Percival.

In a blink of light, Marguerite thrust out his sword. It's a wonderful blow from Angeline's eyes. Despite the rivalry, Angeline admits Marguerite's ability in his heart.

The sword appeared to have caught the seam of the armor. However, the demon swordsman gently twisted himself to fend off the sword on the armor surface. Marguerite lifts the end of the mouth.

"Haha, this is not fun!" "Mary, disturbing"

Angelin jumped over Marguerite. At that moment, he tried to swing his sword down, but the young swordsman quickly withdrew, hiding himself with a shield and piercing himself. Angelin immediately jumped over the child using the shield as a foothold.

"Fan ... I'll do it." "Well, don't you kill me.

Marguerite facing each other across the child told him to tease. Angelin snorted.

"Looking for a glove ..."

The young demon Angelin jumped holding his sword. Marguerite is coming from the other side. The swordsman pointed his sword at Angelin, and turned his shield at Marguerite.

He intended to aim at his arm, avoiding the sword, but the swordsman turned his hand back to catch Angelin's sword, and received a Marguerite sword from the opposite with a shield. The moment the swords were struck, the pattern engraved on the blade of the opponent's sword glowed faintly. An unusual impact down the blade, handle and arm numbened, and Angelin nearly dropped his sword.

"What……?"

The opponent did not return just because he received it. Did the magical formula engraved on the blade bounce off the shock that was supposed to be transmitted to the opponent? Despite exhaustion, it is a relic of adventurers who can fight in this "hole". There is no difference in the sword of the business.

"Mary, watch out for the sword ..." "It's also on the shield. The impact bounces back."

Marguerite frowned and shook his hands. It seems that this will be driven if we meet strangely. The opponent's sword technique is not so good, but it is troublesome to return the power of this attack.

Angelin squinted and looked at him as he pierced his head and jumped off his neck.

"Ange, close! Come behind!"

Child demon Angelin looked around with a surprise. Persival, who had been dealing with the flock, has already turned back. He seemed to have responded immediately to the voice of Bergglyph. The guards were far behind. Angelin quickly kicked the ground and ran backwards in a gale. Marguerite continues for a moment.

There was a noise at the cliff. It seemed that the scars that had been created when the cavalry were repelled earlier began to collapse. They crushed the creatures under the cliff, and swallowed even the swordsman who seemed to have won because of the draw. The child's swordsman immediately tried to hold the shield and try to parry, but it seemed that there was no resistance to the rocks attacking one after another. Eventually she drooped without force. The sword falls on the ground and makes a noise. The ghosts The survivors disappeared as if the waves were breaking.

Angelin thought she was sorry. What if you wanted to fight against the mighty and die, but die in a rock avalanche? Kasim scratched his cheek.

"Oh, the wound that Oira just scratched?" "Ah. It seems that it was broken by a little vibration, but it remained unbroken with a dangerous balance."

Bergliff sheathed a large sword, looking around. Percival knocked on Bergriff's back over the sheath.

"I don't seem to be observing my eyes. It's a real thing to notice that." "I'm just so crazy ... I guess I'm going to do it if I didn't notice." "Cassim?" "Yeah. Bell will notice you. That's what it is." "Don't expect too much, I'm not active ..."

Percival violently beat the bitter-skinning Bergliff's shoulder and laughed.

"Well, let's go. A little more."

The party starts walking again. It is a march with somehow loose shoulders, probably because there is no sign of a beast around. Alongside the leading Percival, Bergliff and Kasim are walking while talking about something. Angelin spoke side by side with Anessa and Miriam.

"What was behind you?" "Bell was behind me and we were going to help Angers. We just added one to each of the three vanguards. Belle gave me instructions and it was very easy to fight. "" Hey, it was the same when fighting here. Hey! "

Miriam grinned saying that. Angeline was delighted to think that the Belgriffs were fully supported when they were fighting in front of them. Certainly a discreet job. Once the fight is over, you'll be buried if you don't say what you're doing. However, it is the difference between cloud and mud.

"But both Percy and Kasim seem happy. Well, Belle is alive and good. He's really good." "Well. Hey

Marguerite muttered with his hands folded behind his head. Miriam smiles and pokes his shoulder.

"What are you saying, Marie has us, right?" "Nmm ... yes, yes! To ..."

Marguerite laughed happily and scratched his cheek.

Angelin looked forward, smiling at it. I can see the back of my father and his friend.

It was good that we could meet again and make up for it. Despite this, something strangely haze swirled in Angelin's chest. I've never seen a Bergliff laughing like that. As a daughter, I lived with me all the time and knew everything about Bergliff. I thought there was no father I didn't know. However, my father's joyful conversation with his old colleagues in front of me in this way was something I did not remember.

We traveled together and deposited our backs. I trust the whole thing, and I trust even the Belgryphs. Nevertheless, the sense of trust between the three Belgryphs felt different from that between themselves and the Bergliff. What I don't have is a feeling of frustration, envy, and tidy.

Such a pain suffocated deep in the back of his chest, and even after successfully obtaining the shell of a large armor bug, Angelin felt strangely constricted in his chest.