Do You Think You Can Run After Reincarnating, Nii-san?

If a monster like that Durahan is walking all over it, it's too much for a weapon to be allowed with a knife.

I decided to borrow the stick that Goblin left behind for a moment.

"Elvis, you take this."

"Huh? What about you, Jack?

"I'd be better off with a hand-to-hand fist. You can't use spirituality at all in a small place like this, so take your weapon."

"... I guess I've just been looking for power..."

The idea is that the technique is too strong.

Like Durahan earlier, there will be other monsters with weapons.

If you take it away from a guy like that, the weapons problem should be solved sooner or later.

"How about" Wang Eye "instead?

"... you can't"

Elvis shook his head bitterly.

"I thought it was strange from the point when I couldn't sense the presence of the kids... but the range I can see is getting pretty narrow. Probably the effect of this dungeon..."

"If" Wang Eye "could be used in full specs, the dungeon wouldn't be made. Will that be restricted..."

Damn it. It's spiritual.

I wouldn't say it's out of standard.

I can't believe I can directly restrict the spiritual art of others......

"Jack, who do you think the magician is?

"Probably him. of masks."

"Yeah, I think so, too. I was a magician I had never seen... but where the hell did you bring me from...?

Either way, our purpose remains the same.

Even when the mansion was dungeoned, the collection room was intact, so it is possible that the office was left intact.

Find the traffickers' papers and get out of this mansion.

"Let's go."

"Yeah."

We got ready and stepped out into a creepy pulsating hallway.

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Go on relying on Cantera's light, which Goblin had, and Elvis' "King's Eye," which restricted the range.

The outlook is extremely poor, and I made numerous near misses with monsters walking wide there because of it.

I wouldn't be relieved if "Wang Eye" wasn't available, even if it was limited.

There are three kinds of monsters that have been near-missed.

Goblins with sticks.

Durahan with Chained Tongue Iron Ball (Morningstar).

Stone doll with spear.

It's about goblins we can deal with right now in this.

The other two types are made of iron and stone, so I can't get my hands on one crude stick.

So we moved on, keeping it to take the second stick from the goblin and trying not to fight it as much as possible.

Dungeonization does not seem to change the basic structure.

If you remember when you were taken to the office during the day, you wouldn't get lost.

- I should have.

"... er..."

"Was there a wall in here...?

A wall I don't remember stood in front of us.

Top of the line, stone, brick, iron. It's a wall of material that I have no idea.

It is unlikely that we can dismantle the walls and proceed, as we did when we escaped from the collection room.

"That's an obvious passage..."

It's a wall that's out so easy to understand the attitude that I won't let you go first.

But......

I turned to my left.

"You mean go this way."

Right to the left, there's a door.

There was a plate on the door, inscribed 'Between Love'.

"'Between Love'... I don't even remember a room with a plate like this"

"Then that means a newly prepared room for the dungeon"

It only smells dangerous.

But we have to go.

Grip the door knob.

"... it's open"

I saw Elvis.

"Let's go. Ready?"

"Yeah.... let's go"

I breathed and then slowly opened the door.

It's a big room.

It was a big room, like the big hall when we had dinner on a school trip.

In the middle of it.

Pomp, and.

One goblin is standing.

……

"Just one...?

It's a little different than the goblin I was in the hallway.

Specifically, he had a sword, not a stick.

It's a shorter sword about the length of an armpit.

It would be just the right size for a body like goblins and us kids.

Nevertheless, I don't feel as threatened as I am.

Is that some kind of trap...?

That's what I thought, when I tried to look around.

Knock, knock, knock!

and raised a tall voice, and the goblins attacked me with fierce speed!

"Kuh......!

Elvis, who responded, received a sword waved down with a stick.

But a coarse stick made of wood becomes two like a spa and a vegetable.

"Whew!?

Elvis turned himself back and avoided the sword critically.

Not good...... I just need to pull it off!

I pressured the goblins before they entered the second shot.

Don't use a stick, bare hands, try to pop it and tap into the palm bottom.

Goblins, who were weighed out in [nesting permeable wings], were blown off well and slammed against the opposite wall.

In doing so, the sword pours out of Goblin's hand.

Here's your chance!

I instantly filled my distance with inertial erasure manoeuvres and picked up a sword that rolled on the floor.

And pierce that tip into the throat of the goblin that was about to rise.

So, Goblin did his best.

"Phew..."

Pulling out the sword, Goblin was overthrown.

Before long, it disappears to stain the floor.

Same as the other two.

"Hmm?"

No, you're not.

The next goblin did not disappear completely.

Neck.

Only his neck was left on the spot.

In addition, blood stains remain where the torso was.

It was in the form of letters.

"Goblin".

Such blood lettering is attached to the neck.

"Sorry, Mr. Jack. Thank you. - Hmm? What's the matter with you?

I silently pointed to the head of the floor and the blood letters.

"Eh," groans Elvis.

"That's creepy......"

"That's a bad hobby, the guy who made this dungeon..."

I don't really want to be friends.

As we were both staring at each other, we heard the sound of a zuzzle, and a stone rubbing from behind.

In the middle of the room - around where the goblins first stood, something like a pedestal appeared.

"Pedestal......? I'm not on anything..."

"... why don't we just check over there?

I had a bad feeling about it, so I suggested it.

Just across the street from the entrance, there's another door.

Normally, that's where the exit should be.

Move to the front of the door and grip the door knob.

"Locked... you're locked"

"Then we need to find the key..."

"No, I guess, there is, in this room. There's a trick that hits the key."

Based on my gaming experience in my previous life, I will.

I saw a blank pedestal that showed up in the center.

All I'm saying is put something down.

And when I say just what I think I can put on that pedestal......

I saw Goblin's head.

Ugh......

I can't even complain.

It's disgusting, to be honest, but we have to do it.

I carried Goblin's head and placed it on the pedestal.

Then there was a chirping noise from the exit door.

Elvis turns the knob waiting in front of the door.

"Ah! It's open!

"Are you serious..."

I'm down.

Doesn't this mean we have a room for the same trick ahead of us?

Do you carry your neck every time...

"... Elvis. I don't know how many of these rooms I have, but when I carry them around my neck, I take their place."

"What!?... Ok..."

Morale has been shredded, but you must not be alarmed.

There's probably got to be a stronger monster in the room ahead.

In the meantime, instead of a stick that turned into two straight pieces, I let Elvis hold the sword that Goblin had.

I can tell you that this has made your power a lot better, but now, how far can you go?

From the unlocked door, we moved on.

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The end of the door was another hallway.

Looking through the door and stretching to the right. As you go along with it, there is another wall, and on the right is the door.

The plate said 'Between necrosis'.

Open the door.

It was a big hall again.

And this time, there's one shadow in the middle.

It was a monster like a two-legged walking pig.

In his hand, an iron stick is gripped, like a metallic bat of polar thickness.

"Orc......?

Oak (tentatively) notices us, swinging iron sticks in blood.

Let's just do it. Come on. No, I guess so.

"... the opponent is a strike weapon. I'll do the defense. Elvis, you watch the gap and attack."

Elvis nodded.

That's how the battle began.

The power of the oak iron stick seemed quite something.

But most physical weapons don't work on my [nested penetrating wing].

If you lose the mass of the iron stick the moment you take it, it won't hurt or itch.

That's how while I was taking it, Elvis turned to the blind spot and waved his sword down.

Piggy, and the oak leaks a bitter chirp.

A large amount of blood splashed from the carotid artery, and the oak fell and lay on the spot.

Luckily I didn't have to return blood thanks to the distance I had taken just before.

Then the same thing happened when I was a goblin.

The body of the oak does not disappear completely, only the neck is left behind, where the torso was, the blood letters' oak '.

Furthermore, a blank pedestal still appeared in the center of the room.

"You're next."

"Okay..."

Elvis carries the head of an oak in such a way as an inadmissibility.

When placed on the pedestal, the exit was unlocked.

"I come to the spirit quite a bit, this..."

"You just hope it ends as soon as possible..."

I'll replace the weapon with the iron stick that Orc had.

It was pretty heavy, but using [nested permeable wings] would be fine.

That's a lot more aggressive.

The stone doll that was in the first place, can we take him down now?

But now let's hurry.

We'll follow 'Between Necrosis'.

... Speaking of which, so was the previous room, where was it 'between necrosis'?