Dancing Circles on the Horizon of Events

Then more often, while encountering S-ranked demons, just screw over under pressure......

Waltz going through the cave without needless killing or fighting.

Waltz and the hunter were walking at the beginning of the line...

What the hell was the brave men and sages, and nulls, who watched from behind them as they walked away careless about the demons nearby?

That was showing up in this conversation.

"... Hey, brave man"

"Why is that? Master Null?"

"Dear Waltz... is this always the case?

"This is my first time walking in the dungeon accompanying Master Waltz in this way, so I don't know if it's always the same...... I guess this is the way it always is when I see the hunter next door isn't surprised"

"Right..."

"(No... Mr. Hunter, you're pretending to be flat, but your tail is swollen in bread... I don't care where that comes from......)"

As per that exchange, everyone still seemed confused.

Everywhere in the cave, the eyes of S-ranked dragons and phantom beasts, horrible beings, are shining on the general adventurer, but they do not move from the spot and they stare at themselves as if they were to be ordained.

I'd say it's more unusual not to be confused to see what they look like.

It should be noted that, in itself, the hunter did not appear to be an exception.

"... waltz. Is this really okay?

"Yeah, you're okay, right? I'm putting pressure on you, so unless you're so bloody lost, aren't you going to attack me? Well, if you attack me, I'll make you a piece of meat."

"Oh well...... If Waltz is like that, I guess he is."

"But... it's not like I have nothing to worry about. I'm more worried about Lucia, who left me, not running wild while I was gone..."

"Don't be disturbing... If you're so worried, why didn't you bring me here?

"I think it's okay because there's Julia over there, just in case I left her. But now that I think about it, I'm much more concerned about Lucia than I am about a swordsman... Not as a sister, right? I don't trust my sister..."

"No, I mean no... (So, I don't think that has anything to do with my sister or anything like that?

Was it hard to answer Waltz's words, or the hunter who looked like he didn't get the words ahead of him?

Apparently, the hunter, between himself and Waltz, felt that a perception was occurring and could not speak ill of a response.

Then the hunter tried to find words to fix the spot, that's when.

"... hmm? Divided?"

In good time, before the hunters walking in the lead, I could see the cave splitting into two hands.

Travel that far, twice and three degrees, compare the left and right paths…

"This way."

and a hunter who chooses the way forward.

Perhaps the wind was blowing from you.

However, somehow, Waltz stopped at those two strands of split.

He had something on his mind down the road.

Previously, the swordsman had come to the conclusion that he should probably go in the direction of the wind flow, as he walks towards the outside.

If that presumption is correct, there is no doubt that the swordsman should be walking in the direction chosen by the hunter.

If not, it's nothing but suicide.

But even knowing it, Waltz didn't try to move off the spot with his gaze pointed toward the windless, precipitated, air-covered passage.

The hunter, who was on the verge of proceeding towards the windy path, looks at such a waltz and asks as he stops and looks back as well.

"What's up? Waltz. Is something wrong?

"Yeah, something catches you..."

"What? Is that a spider's nest?

"No, I don't know... I don't know if I would say such an indeterminate thing, which is a machine, but I think the atmosphere I've felt before is leaking out the other side of that aisle..."

………… Really? I don't feel anything like magic... but maybe it's a sign of a swordsman?

"No, you don't. Swordsman has nothing to do with it. Hey... I'm going to make sure, so the hunters, can you move on?

To that word,

"" "" What... ""

and four people who round their eyes and show a doubtful bare look in their ears.

Until this point, they had left the demons under waltz pressure, but they all got worried, thinking about what would happen when she was gone.

Nevertheless, it wasn't the average adventurer or anything like that who was there. Brave men, demon kings, hunters (knights), and wise men (angels).

It seemed like a moment of confusion.

"... ok. If that's what Lady Waltz says, we'll come looking for Victor alone. If you can rendezvous with Victor before Waltz returns, why don't you just go outside and call Master Energia?

"Yeah, do that. Or you can wait at the rendezvous, okay? Oh, and mark it so you know which way it went, too, huh?

"Yes, I did. Master Hunter and Master Null. Is that okay?

"Oh. I'm not a problem, am I?

"If that is the order of Master Waltz..."

"(Hmm? What's my point?

"Well, as soon as I see how you're doing, I'll be right after you."

To put it that way, Waltz, previously a snowwoman style, turned into a dark-haired fox-daughter style with a color that dissolved in the darkness, and began walking down the aisle.

It's as if we have a big anticipation of what we're waiting for ahead......

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Back then, Swordsman Victor...

"Why did I come here..."

Because he was desperate to escape from the mighty demons, or occasionally, he seemed to wander through the cave, whining in the way the earth spoke.

Guess from that mouthful of swordsmen, apparently he's gone the wrong way.

"If you stay like this, I will really die here..."

A swordsman looking back, saying so.

There was darkness there that seemed to suck in everything and some red light points, seemingly slowly eroding his spirit.

Needless to say, it's not magic.

"There's no wind, and I'd like to turn back once..."

... but I can't go back.

Because now, at this moment, he was running away, not fighting.

It wasn't that he lost his weapon or was unable to fight because of his health on the bottom, it was literally thinking of a tactical retreat.

There were no problems with weapons, food, and, surprisingly, health, but the swordsman nevertheless decided that it was not appropriate in the present situation to continue the battle without darkness.

The biggest concern is that I didn't know how long the energy weapon he uses as his lifeline would keep the same cleavage?

As a result, the swordsman was on the run.

Yes, even, he escaped.

Don't fight if the dragon blocks the aisle.

And without even looking at the demons releasing magic and braces.

He must have (...) died (...) as the word says, and ran through the demon's lair.

However, because of this, it seems to have gone into a different passage than the windy direction that would have led to the exit.

"Anyway... once we find a place where we can be safe, let's take a break"

A swordsman who had been attacked on an empty stomach because he hadn't had breakfast or wanted to take a break from his meal.

Returning to the wrong passage is not too late then......

He seemed to think so.

And about 15 minutes to go from there.

In his eyes, I could see the open space.

Besides, it wasn't dark there, it was somehow bright.

"No way...... outside?!

The moment I saw it, I ran small, and the swordsman proceeded towards the light I saw.

But just before entering that open space, he suddenly stopped on his feet.

Because there, it was not outside.

So the light that was there, what light was it?

It is not caused by vague light emitters like hikarigoke and mushrooms native to the cave.

The more you look directly, the more powerful a light source is to narrow your eyes unintentionally.

"... what is this..."

It was light from artificial lighting to illuminate a cylindrical, transparent cylinder in that space.