Jupiter lamp.
"This is it."
The body was falling.
Looking around, the corpses of the dead and the wretched Kobolts were falling together, as if there was a massive accident that could not be solved on a space station, and there was a superrealistic view of the crew feeling like they were bumping around with their lives lost in a space reversed by gravity.
"Death."
In that sense of flourishment, I recited death.
Nothing comes to mind except a few intense memories that have lived in this world for too long. There was not much that came to mind except the memory of his father, but the problem was that he had a lot of journeys.
Each one of them became a recollection of an ultra HD image without further clarity. So I thought, even if Wenji dies, it doesn't matter. Like I said, he was a bizarre man. He was a man who couldn't resist the unbearable impulse that was inherent.
"Aah."
Birdman Gimcott can't fly.
Absolutely. Because there are no wings.
Birds were born with beaks and wings that would break eggshells from the beginning of their lives, but I had no such transcendent organs as a single human being.
"No regrets."
However, there was no regret. I didn't have wings, but I had two women next to me like wings. So there is no regret.
"It's gross. Actually, there is."
.. I want to eat the ramen that my mother boiled.
In front of death.
No one has any regrets.
"To die."
Like my mother who suffered from conjunctivitis, the taste of ramen that my mother boiled was really clean. If you're eating that ramen, it's strange to think that conjunctivitis is okay in its own way.
"I don't like it."
Having not eaten it is the last little regret.
"We're talking a lot of crap today, aren't we, Cat?"
"Yes?"
"Do you have something to worry about?"
When I woke up, I was held by Claudie. Seeing that she was stuck on the side of Winia, she seemed to have accepted us falling. Oh, long live Claudie.
"Thank you for saving my life... Claudie."
"Don't cry."
My eyes were tearing as I experienced death half the time. Looking at the sky with a hug, it's quite high... I would have gone to the goal without Claudie. It would be too much to go back up.
"... drop me off. Sister."
Winia said small. I once again cried and thanked Claudie for letting us go and looked at her condition. There seemed to be no more. Rather, I was worried Claudie wouldn't get hurt.
"I'm fine. But you've used up too much Mana, right?"
I spent a lot of Mana picking up the falling Winia from me. I cried halfway and hung on her ankle.
"Huh?"
But what about Elise?
I must have searched... When I was about to fall into anxiety, I heard a voice from the back.
"... this is unbelievable."
It was Elise, the lower nun of our illustrious cross, who was in a wonderful landing position when the dirt was collected. Fortunately, he didn't seem to have suffered any serious injuries or death.
"Elise? Are you okay?"
"... yes. I'm fine, but I can't move because of my guilt."
A stunning landing position, it was like a downhill soldier in a volleyball enhancement suit in a recent SF movie enjoying his luck after landing. Elise remained in that position.
"Because of my foolish behavior..."
Then, when he stacked the bodies and shocked the pattern of the tombstone, a light emanated from the pattern. It is immediately after that that that the ground is turned off.
I decided to think that the corpse would act as a sacrifice and shock the emblem into a seedling's prelude.
Elise also looked very depressed whether she thought so.
Well, of course, I wish I'd died here, but now that I'm alive, I'm done. Now, it was a rush to get out of here by gathering strength rather than jittering.
"I'm so sorry, Winia. My stubbornness is endangering our lives."
"... don't do anything useless."
"Got it."
Elise politely apologized for what happened.
"Claudie, I will make a formal apology. I'm so sorry, it was all my disapproval."
"It's okay. It's okay. It's not like he's dead."
"Thank you for saying that..."
His expressionless face, which had always swayed iron with firm faith, was now stained with melancholy. I'm really sorry, so I can't say anything. It was the last conscience of this era that knew how to admit one's mistakes.
"To the saints..."
"No, I was encouraged to think about it. Who knew this would happen?"
I was so excited.
Anyway, I looked around. This was not a dungeon until just now. The floors and walls were all made of stone. The ceiling was so high that I don't know what it was like to get there, but it was the same size as the basement cavities.
It looks like a huge ruin to me.
Above all, our fucked up tombstone. It was not a tombstone.
"Dust irritating... This is a little more interesting than that."
It was a big Obelisk.
This large pillar went up through the ceiling, and only its head was visible from above, and it looked like a tombstone. There were some clumsy languages that I didn't know, but I couldn't read them. Winia didn't seem to be able to read either.
"Looks like an ancient ruin. It smells like money."
"Hmm, that's amazing. I think it's good to see you here. Why is this in this basement?"
It's because of the wizard. Winia also began to look closely, and Claudie, who loves new things, looked around Obelisk.
I was more worried that the cobalt corpses that were stretched around me might cause some more action. I thought about pushing the bodies away for nothing. I think we should find a way out of here.
"I'm sick of it now. Get in front of the nigger. Now let's go."
"Yes."
Anyway, it's a go.
Behind Obelisk, we went to this underground ruin. The floor that's there. And it was just a wall. Once I didn't know anything, I decided to go straight.
"Claudie. You're really okay, aren't you?"
"It's okay. Huhu. Are you that worried?"
"I'm so fucking worried. I fell from that height, and you're okay? You're not worried about me, are you?"
"No problem. I used a lot of Mana, though."
It seemed anxious to turn around. It's my body, but I don't want Claudie to get hurt.
"Nigger, why don't you worry about me?"
"You saved Claudie well."
"Don't you have to tell me if it's okay?"
"Say thank you to Claudie more than you think."
Winia, who frowned on him, said to Claudie, "... thank you, sister." Like a squeeze, "he said.
After hearing that, Claudie grabs Winia's back and starts to stroke her shoulders. I would have yelled normally, but now I'm trying to figure out if I know where I'm going.
Legitimate sexual assault...
"It's very spacious. This is an unexpected situation... I can't believe the trials took place because of my stubbornness. It's just that I want to repent."
"It's okay. You know, this is what happens when you live in the world."
I think I went straight about 10 minutes.
- Bugs and bumps.
I heard the footsteps of things other than us. Are you an adventurer or a cobalt? Either way, this is Winia's Light Magic LED light.
The location would have already been exposed.
.. Well. I can't see any light source when I make footsteps in this dark place, so it must be the monster. A man would have lit a fire like us.
"Coming. It's like a monster."
Raise your arms to protect your face with a gauntlet and point the knife. The sound of footsteps approaches. Finally, the sound reaches the boundary of the light magic.
The identity of the pedestrians was revealed.
- I...
"Well, what is that?"
I felt a little embarrassed.
The two Kobolt Warriors, who turned over the veil to cover their faces, were walking in a harsh stance. The hood divides its nose into two halves, showing off some evil energy. His nose and mouth seemed cranky.
"Saint... do you remember that? The day we first met."
"Even then. Ah, that son of a bitch."
I was remembering.
When I first met Elise and went to destroy Kobolt's sanctuary, I remember catching a Kobolt that looked like that. What they were wearing before their eyes was a hood that felt similar to it.
"Then I'll have to kill you just like I did then."
"You're right."
The walking Hood Warriors are not very aggressive, but you should kill them first if you have been friendly with monsters in the dungeon. This was a universal common sense, consistent with the fact that capturing aliens would of course require dissection.
Elise and I went forward.
I'll pretend to whistle like this and then I'll kill you...
- Currrrrrrrrr!!!
- Curry!!!
"Saint!"
Suddenly, the roaring men rushed to us. I was surprised and prepared for the attack.
- Cursed!
The Cobalt Warrior lifts up his arms, showing off his muscles.
If you attack like a monster without intelligence, it will work. Those who were not even armored to reveal their torso were advertising, "Kill me."
- Pa!
I hit the ground, too.
In an instant, I stabbed him in the chest with a sharp knife. Phew! Crashing at the same speed as each other, my blade penetrates deeply through his chest.
- Cusasak...!
Immediately, he pulls out his leg, pulls out his knife, and blows his kick, pushing him back. The hoods, the butterflies, and the physique were just like Kobolt Warriors. It's a very easy opponent for me now that my skills have improved dramatically.
Elise, a ruthless puckerman, also took the hood of the island of Zurich and broke the chimney. I didn't forget to take my ears off.
"Cobalt's wearing a hood?"
Cook Winia, who stabbed the body with the end of a staff, said:
"I've never heard of it. Nigger, you know this?"
"Uh... some Kobolts built a sanctuary back in the day, so I went to destroy it with Elise. I saw Kobolt wearing a hood like this."
"Kobolt Sanctuary? What the fuck is that?"
Where do I start to explain this?
I briefly explained to Winia what this pattern means and what I did in between. I heard about it earlier, and now I'm starting to hear if I'm really interested.
"So the necromancer has something to do with this pattern, and now these suspicious bastards have been discovered? Nigga, don't you think this is dangerous?"
"I'm doing it. So we need to get out of here."
I began to feel anxious.
What's going on, girl?
"Was it used by the socialists then? Like zombies or gargoyles."
Oh, social.
Claudie, who was painting on the corpse's chest with the tip of the blade of the arch, said:
"Oh, what was on the waterway? I'm sure they did their job."
"What else are you talking about? Do you want to keep talking about the nigger I don't know?"
"Look at me. I can't help it because I did it in your absence."
Anyway, loot hoods and fangs. Then I took my nails and put them in the bag and set off again. We intermittently confronted the cobalt that turned the hood upside down. I killed them all, and I kept going.
At the same time as I was wondering what would be at the end of this, I was afraid. Is there a group of social workers in here? No, I don't know. Dozens of adventurers are pushing in from above.
Maybe we took our best chance?
Risk is accompanied by a return.