Graduated from Witchcraft Institute

To the abrupt raid of the rock worm, the men of the adventurers who fled with butterflies from the front of the wall, which was the end of the line.

A big mouth of rockworm devoured the place where the men had been until just before that.

Fortunately, there was no longer anyone there, but the giant rock worm that took its aim off crawls out of the big hole that opened into the wall.

Meanwhile, the men watching the situation a little further away panicked.

"Hi-ha, hi-ha! Oh, if they ate you like that, you'd die instantly! What's that D-rank?

"Oh, calm down. The speed of movement is no big deal. Just chill out and we'll be fine."

"Then you, step forward and do the wall! I can't do everything in a small place like this!

"I'm not kidding! If you let your legs slip a little like that, it'll be over! Oh, yeah, you could stand a blow wearing a clasp. You're up front. You just need to heal if you take damage."

"Are you kidding me?!? You saw that saliva! The rocks have melted! Chainmails.

Rockworm opened his big mouth to the adventurers who were highing that the attack would not arrive because they were a little far away, from which he spat acid and attacked.

When the warrior barely flew and dodged, there was a bit of acid on the ground where he was, and there was a smoke and a noise called Joo Woo and it was decided.

At that time, the acid was also slightly caught in the clasp (chainmail) worn by the warrior.

The iron chain knitting the armor still gives the shush and white smoke, but it did not dissolve as much as the rock, to the extent that the surface of the chain dissolved lightly.

Under the armor (quilting) worn under the clasp was melting and drilling a hole immediately......

A bandit who sees it pushes the warrior's back.

"Look, look, Clark (Chainmail) won't do it that easy! Hey, come on! You're always so prestigious, let me see something as good as this. Besides, if you run away here, you're gonna lose to that picnic guy, right?

"Gu......! - Damn it, I just did! But cover me properly!

"" "Okay!

Three bandits, magicians and clerics thumbing all the way back.

Only at these times did my breath fit perfectly.

That's why the warriors stood in front and the adventurers were to be intercepted by three bandits, magicians and clerics in the form of cover from behind.

Towards them like that, the giant rock worm approaching at a slippage.

Its size is enough to fill the pit thoroughly if the two bodies line up sideways.

There's...

"Whoa, whoa, magic arrow (magic missile)!

─ ─ Bash, bash!

An arrow of two stripes of light emitted by the sorcerer burst into the front of the rockworm.

─ ─ GUOOOOOOOOO!

Rockworm screams.

"Did you do it!?"

"There's no way, look!

Rockworm turned to the adventurers in a blast, despite some peeling of the rocky skin on its surface and damage to the meat below.

"You're lying, you won't stop!?"

"Damn, didn't I just piss you off!

While the bandit is in bad shape, he pulls out his hips dagger (dagger) and throws it at Rockworm.

But the dagger...

"Become...!?"

─ ─ Kakin '!

I was bounced off the rocky epidermis of Rockworm and couldn't even do any damage.

"Just kidding......! You're not too hard! ─ ─ Hey, what are you skipping, stone throwing string (sling)!

"You can't use a stone throwing string (sling) on this low ceiling!

The avant-garde warrior tongues at such bandit and cleric interactions.

"Damn, you can't use it. That's them! - Uh-oh!

A warrior thumps his favorite battle axe (Battle Axe) into a rockworm thrusting in a brawl.

─ ─ Gash!

The Battle Axe (Battle Axe) blade smashed Rockworm's rock skin and devoured it into the meat underneath.

But the only thing that ate in was the tip, and it wasn't like it was fatal.

The ceiling height problem made it an unfamiliar lateral giraffe blow without being able to shake it down directly from the top, so it is inevitable that it lacks some power.

"Damn it. - Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

The warrior, who could not be stopped by the blow of the Battle Axe (Battleax), was blown away after a Rockworm rush as it was.

I roll down the ground, but somehow I get up in front of my people.

A cleric rushes over, stopping by a warrior bleeding out of his head, curing magic.

"Damn......! That hurts, damn it...!

"Duh, what's wrong with you, you monster! Run away!?"

"I'm doing damage! A few more hits and we can do it! Let's do it!"

"Ooh!

Even if they rot with them, they are D-ranked adventurers.

At least nominally, we couldn't raise the white flag so easily on a quest for a lower rank.