I’m an Adventurer! ~Musou Skill is Plane Magic~

Eliminate the two soldiers at the entrance first.

I was just entrusted with the security of the building, and it seems to be quite skilled. I keep my eyes shining all around me. But I don't think I can see right above me.

The human horizon is wide from left to right and not very wide from top to bottom. In particular, it is difficult to see the upward direction, and consciousness is also difficult to orient. Because that's what the eye structure looks like. It's called "dark under the lamp," but the real blind spot is above your head. As a designer, it is one of the non-essential but useful pieces of knowledge. I didn't think it would help the ambush.

Me and Argna moved right over them on Skywalk. I looked around and gave a signal and jumped off at the same time.

Each landed behind the soldier and immediately blocked the soldier's mouth, I slashed the soldier's throat with a sword and Arnya with a knife. Almost simultaneously.

Argna, you have an assassin on the board. Nice work.... is that okay?

I don't know if they were involved in piracy or girl abuse, but if they were soldiers, they wouldn't have to be killed. A soldier is a job to kill and to die. The place to die is not necessarily a battlefield.

Speaking of which, in the Showa period, he used to say "corporate warriors." I thought it might be a little cool, but that actually meant, "Work for the company until you die." What a black word. I'm glad I got a job in Heisei era. No, I ended up dying of too much work, so I was a corporate warrior. I will never be a salesman again.

Call all those who stood behind the wall and gather them at the entrance to the building.

You can break in like this, but two maids are in the way. If you get into trouble, you could get in trouble. Anyway, it's a little dramatic to eliminate it without asking questions. Those two hated the fat Proconsul. That alone gives me a feeling of intimacy. Let's ask Kikka for one of these.

Leave a place around the waiting room where the maids are and surround it in a plane. From that open spot, the Kikka wind magically vents the air. Yes, it's a decompression trap. It might be a little painful, but there's no other way to lose consciousness without dying. I don't have any sleeping pills, and if I kill myself, I'm in danger of dying of shock. I'm just talking about fainting in "Neck Tongue."

With planar magic, you can fly through the sky and drink up the water in the lake. But unfortunately, this is the best I can do now. I can put out as many flowers as a flag.

The two maids lost consciousness. Release the plane surrounding the room, surround it from upstairs (...), detach it from the building, and gently lower it into the garden. Only the first floor without a roof remains. I've seen this before in some ruins. It's a monitor. Pompeii, huh?

"How sweet is it to warm up his family?

"Yes, the sins of the parents are paid for by the family."

In the world of kingdoms, it is customary for the sins of parents to be applied in succession. Even in the world of the previous life, this was true until modern times, regardless of the west or the west. In light of the law, it would be natural for a small fat wife and child to be disposed of.

Nevertheless, it is unlikely that the child was involved in piracy or abuse. My wife probably knew about it, but if I dispose of it, my child will be left alone. It's pathetic to a boulder. Am I still sweet to think that a child is innocent? Even if you're dying in this world, you still have the ethics of the previous life.

"If you're just paying for your sins alive and dead, you'll soon be gone. It's more productive to have you pay for your sins alive, except for the impossible."

"But you still have your grudge?... well, I don't know who it is. If Beat says so, do it."

"I understand. I will do as Mr. Beat decides."

"I'm sorry."

Oh, I can't help it.

Baby's sweet.

"... but that's better."

I tried to fool around with a reason like that, but no one tricked me. It's sweet, after all. At least there is no doubt that the ethics of this world are skewed from the values. We need to be careful not to let this rub our feet.

From the entrance, enter the inner part of the building with dignity, and continue to the back basement entrance. I've already checked with the camera, so I'm not sure what the schedules are. There's no one in the way.

The lock that tightly closes the staircase entrance door turns into light iron scrap with a flash of my flat reinforced sword. Iron sword, no, iron sword. I slashed another boring thing.

The locks on the doors under the stairs are similarly slashed, stepping into the hallway leading to the dungeon. Suddenly, the irritating smell caught my nose.

"Ugh, this is tough."

"My nose is bending!

"The smell is terrible. I have to get you out of here."

It smells like blood, sweat, dirt, mold, and nausea. Zombies may smell like this. It stinks like that.

Samantha holds her mouth by her hand, and Christella puts out a handkerchief to cover her nose. Argna has tearful eyes, as does everyone else. I've been sneezing on the intensity of the stimulus many times, such as Wu. I don't even know the smell from the camera. I didn't think it was that bad.

"Guys, wait a minute."

Make two pipes on a flat surface and extend their ends to the outside of the building. Install the opposite end at the end of the hallway and attach the propeller to its tip.

When one of the propellers is turned, the captured outside air blows vigorously from the tip of the pipe. Turning the other propeller, this one is sucked into the pipe. In other words, we tried to create a simple ventilation mechanism.

The smell faded in a few minutes and I managed to put it in. All right, let's go! Running to the back of the hallway and in front of the cell.

Two of them were being held in each cell on the left and right. Four in total. He looks at us suddenly breaking in, hardening himself and turning a frightened gaze. Everyone's fairly weak, but they're still conscious.

"It's okay, I'm here to help."

Turn the lattice of the jail made of thick wood into an end piece with a sword. He stepped further into the back of the cell and slashed the chains that tied them to this hostile environment. Tonight's Iron Sword Slash is different. I usually only slay monsters.

One of the girls faints, reassured by the removal of the things that tie them up. There's another girl trying to cover it up... that? She's not a girl. This is the only boy. Besides...

It's a werewolf. Besides, your ears are rare. "

Yes, this boy and the stunned girl, they had chemistry on them! Labrador Draped Ears! I didn't notice because it was dripping and integrated with my hair!

The remaining two are normal ears. It's on the side of my head, and it's not long.

"I,, don't, don't, don't, don't, don't, don't, don't, don't, don't, don't, don't, don't."

The Wesen boy covers his fainted sister and says so with a faint voice. While saying that, she is trembling and shaking with pull. You must be scared, you must have been in terrible sight. From the innumerable body wounds and bruises, it looks back.

And yet, even though he's the same age as me, he still wants to protect his sister, even though he's not as powerful as me. I'm trying to protect my sister with a trembling body.

Akan, this is how it works! The back of your nose is twitching! You can't stand tragedies and courage when you're a dog and a child!!

I hugged them tightly. I still couldn't get around enough with a kid, but I couldn't hold him. I didn't care about the smell. The moment I hugged him, the boy's body trembled, but I couldn't help it.

"Guzu, it's okay. I can't help you. Unzuku"

"Uguu, don't bother anymore, I'm not relieved anymore. Fuguu!"

"Come on, dude! I don't want to take you out with me! Wow!"

I haven't cried in a long time, but everyone cried the same way. Samantha cried. I ruined the beauty with a runny nose, but it's fine now. Woo-chan is licking my tears and caring. What a nice girl! I'll play with you as much as I can later!

The boy who looked strangely at my tears falling on his shoulder was relieved by the power of holding me, and fainted with a smile.

Well done, let your grandmother handle the rest!