I Was a Sword When I Reincarnated (WN)

After listening to Murreria's past, the interrogation of Johan continued further.

"Where did Murreria disappear?

"To the Dungeon Master, called back to the Dungeon"

"I see. Then -"

Particular emphasis was placed on the exact location of the dungeon and its power in subsequent interrogations.

Originally a dungeon with an entrance on the side of the Kingdom of Bashar in the Boundary Mountains, an entrance is now also built on the side of the Beast Nation. They're pretty big because it's a hole for the army of evil men and warcraft to come and go.

The entrance is cave-shaped, but the interior is built close to the fort, and there are few traps. The Dungeon Master is an ex-human man, but he seems to be a very humble little thing. The master himself seems to be less combative.

But Johan didn't know much about the power in the dungeon either. But they still have quite a few warcraft left.

"A dungeon... don't let your arms buzz"

"Dear Chiara, please don't push yourself because you're not feeling all right yet"

Chiara, who had finally just recovered to the point of being able to walk, muttered with an exciting look somewhere. Mianoa stabs a nail in Chiara like that.

"But you can't leave Murreria alone, can you? I don't think I can get reinforcements from anywhere else. We have to go."

"That's right..."

Meir doesn't seem strong enough for Chiara either. I just have to nod with a worried face.

"What, is he a sub-master of the dungeon? If you have to, just split up and crush the labyrinth."

I don't think it's going to be that easy.

"Even so, I have to. One of the old bones and the fate of the kingdom of the beasts. It's a good idea to put it on the scale."

"… the master is ready, received"

"Hmm. I just want an excuse to fight, never mind"

Chiara laughs like a prank, but Meir's face nodding was serious. Behind your back, you know Chiara's words are serious. You have a hectic look, like Gwendalfa.

"What are you, that pathetic face?"

Chiara notices that face and stares at Gwendalfa's face.

"No, master. When I heard what you were saying..."

"Is that sympathy? Crap."

Chiara singles out the words of Gwendalfa.

"I was easily danced to by a bluffing tale. More than that, if you're a warrior too."

"What?

"They're more than legendary, aren't they? Fight anyway. It's better to be worth fighting for."

"It's just the master."

Gwendalfa says it back as if it was frightened, but he doesn't understand. That I am a minority on this occasion.

"That's what Meir and Fran think, isn't it?

"It's more fun to challenge a strong opponent than a weak bully"

"Mmm."

Meir and Fran nodding to Chiara's words. The thought of the Battle Junkies is simple. But I have the same opinion. In the first place, whatever the circumstances, he's the clear enemy of Fran. Then all I had to do was knock it down.

Young, sweet Gwendalfa doesn't seem to be able to swallow it. Quina and Mianoa also seem to agree with Chiara.

"Drop the sweetness. Because of them, the kingdom of the Beasts is in danger, isn't it?

"... Yes"

Gwendalfa's expression is still not excellent, but this will have to be overcome by him/herself. Will you relax a little?

"Well, let me ask you next about the aim of the Bashar Kingdom"

Meir turns back to Johann. Turns out there is some fringe between Murreria and the Bashar kingdom. I don't know how credible it is. But that's why it's so easy to join hands with evil men? It shouldn't be any different from roadside stones in front of politics, such as grace 500 years ago.

"What is King Bashar thinking, such as joining hands with the evil man? Even though it is to dissolve domestic grievances towards the Beast Nation, it does not seem like a sane shakedown. Isn't there some other reason?

"Your Majesty the King said it was also to reward you for 500 years ago"

"You believe that?

"Naturally."

"... there's no way the king of a country would risk his own country for something like grace. You must be up to something else!

"It may be true of both the Kedamonos, but if they are the people of my Bashar, they deserve it."

You have no idea what it's like to be a king in arms with an evil man? It would be like a contraindication in this world. I also felt it when I tried to take refuge in Murreria and throw my life away, but this guy's a little scared. Loyalty is going too far, or it feels blind.

Not all Bashar knights are like this, are they? In the first place, do you know that other knights are working hand in hand with evil men? Ask, it seems that only some of the upper echelons and a few people who have had the opportunity to deal with Murreria are informed. Right, that's just top secret. I just don't have any evidence, and you won't believe me if I leak.

After that, Johann's hypnosis unraveled over time, and no further information could be obtained. The Mairs seemed to want a little more information, but they had no choice.

"We're going after Murreria."

"Yes. But I roughly heard where the dungeon is, how do you move it? We can't all ride Lind..."

Meir attached a finger to her jaw and whined as she conceived. Indeed, it would take too long on foot to reach the border mountains. Chiara and Meir have also recovered, so they should be able to run on their own, but then they'll be torturing their bodies again. The ideal is a carriage, but there can't be any such thing.

Going into front of troubled Chiara and Meir was Quina sticking her hand inside her skirt.

"Hehe. Sometimes this happens."

"Don't be cool with that."

Ignoring Meir's scratch as well, it was the front carriage that Quina took out as she flipped her skirt. Oh, my God, it even comes with a horse made of stone.

"It's a golem carriage for six."

"Seniors are amazing. I didn't know you'd burst that dialogue in a place like this!

'Cause it's a made-to-measure thing.'

I can understand the look on Quina's face. It would be a complete Doya face. Gwendalfa and the adventurers look at Quina with a surprised face who took the carriage out of her skirt.

But I guess it's natural for Meir and Chiara. He was trying to get in the carriage without looking particularly surprised or frightened.

"Fran's not surprised, either, is he?

(Because it's the same as dimensional storage)

'Well, yes...'

I really have a picture.

"That said, we can't all ride. Master Chiara..."

"We're definitely going."

"I know. Shall I ask the others to escort the knights as well as Quina, Mianoa and Fran?"

We can't leave the captured knights unattended, and we'll still have information we can get out of it. It seemed Meir was going to ask the adventurers to escort the knights.

I agree. They'll just manipulate Murreria even if they have the numbers. Then you'd better be a few elite. Gwendalfa is a subtle place, but taking those who are lost will just be a foothold. But Gwendalfa said it back in a panic at the words.

"Ma, wait! I'm coming, too."

"... can you go?

"Of course!

"If it sounds like you're gonna be a foot wrapper, I'm gonna leave you?

"Naturally."

Chiara asked threatening, but Gwendalfa nodded with a serious face.

"Okay. Fine."

"Master, are you okay?

Ask back if Meir is okay with that. Anyway, Gwendalfa's strength is no big deal. But Chiara shrugged her shoulders and opened her mouth sighing.

"It'll take a while to tell you. Then you'd better take him and replace him with a shield."

"Whether it's a shield or a wall, use it as you please"

"You idiot! Who would use a hanatale like you as a shield!

"No, because your master said so"

"It's an analogy. Analogy! But wipe your own ass, okay? You get it?

"Yes!"

So it was Fran, Meir, Quina, Chiara, Mianoa, and Gwendalfa who headed to the dungeon. And as a hidden member, it's me, Ursi, and Lind.

I'd be a comforting member if I were normal, but the other guys are Murreria and Dungeons. We have to go without alarm.