Ihoujin, Dungeon ni Moguru

Saint-Perrier cut his leg. I have a bad feeling. Blood bleeds from the injured spot. New feet have grown. Bare feet wrapped in bloody animal hair. Not a human thing.

Something weird.

Saint-Pierrier hides his feet with a cloak. As if hiding the shame.

"I'll go!"

Lutet and Irvin slash. Despite being on one leg, Spellier's sword treats them lightly.

Think. Jiri is poor as it is. The two have no physical strength. A good counterattack is a blow.

Images of memories are floated on the brain.

Immediately emerging was a vivid, horrible figure. Immediately before being blown away by roar, I saw Sampelier's face. The left half was a youthful, and the right half was ugly, as if crawling from the inside. I do not know the type of beast. It's just an ugly beast, like patchwork of beast parts on a dagger.

It's extra terrible because the savvy element remains.

The hidden right arm may also be that figure.

"No way"

One comes up. This is a low-level idea that cannot be considered a measure. If you do poorly, you will poke a beehive, but you have to try it.

I shoot all the arrows of the quiver, and I lie down next to it.

Bow on both feet. Pull the string with one hand and upper body, hold it temporarily with your teeth, and count the three arrows.

Can you aim? Won? No, don't get lost.

“Two people!

Signal at the same time. The two avoid leaving.

In the place where Ichiya aimed at in the middle of Miya. Misleading arrows are good feints. The hood breaks, revealing an ugly face.

"Aaaaa!"

St. Perrier struggles with a rag to hide his face.

I couldn't understand the words or friends, but the shame remained on the knight. A human being who seeks to hide his ugly and changed appearance. So, isn't it his remaining human nature to kill a man like a swordsman?

"Huh!"

Lutet does not miss this opportunity.

A blow from the upper row, drops the left wrist of Sampelier and sharpens the brain.

This time the roar, Lutet's body flies.

A gadget with a wrist pierced me.

Oddly enough, Lutet's blow was slashing the beast of Samperie. It was as if the possessions had fallen, and Saint-Pierre looked at him.

"Are you?"

The part of the person wept.

I didn't see it, but I think Irvin was crying as well.

But

There was no doubt about the sword.

Do not suffer at least.

With the merciful pride of the lifesaver, as his grandfather did, Irvine's sword struck the head of Saint-Perrier.

The silence comes to a break.

finished.

Crab, I thought.

The body that lost the neck moves.

at the same time,

"Guh, oh!"

The left shoulder joint rings. The flesh exploded, and the damaged tissue was reborn. One's own reproduction point catches eyes. It was filled with a liquid more red than fresh blood and was boiling to a boil.

Powerful, left hand held bow.

Stands up and bows the sword gadded to a bow. The whole body pulls a string and shoots a sword.

Strangely, what is inevitable with Laucan's bow? Terrible power came out. The sword pierces the former owner and sewes it on the wall.

The sword stabbed the belly.

Removed.

You have no control over your body. Hot, whole body blood is boiling.

An ugly beast was heard. Scatters blood and creates a new neck. The "real beast" that Sampelier held.

"Crush your heart, your heart!"

In my voice, with a sword as a wand, Lutet goes down, trying to stand up.

"Irvine!"

Irvin discards the shield. Hold the sword with both hands and slash on the beast. There is no mercy, the swordskin approaching. Hitting and breaking the blocking armor over and over again, screwing the sword tip into the slight gap.

Irvin's blood is back, bloody and terrible. The beast flicks its limbs and resists. Sharp claws rip Irvine's armor, skin and flesh.

Regardless,

The sword pierces the heart, applying all the power and total weight.

"Gaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

A scream that shakes my ears.

I throw away the bow and I run. Under Irvin.

Put your hand on the handle and press it with the unusual force.

A large amount of blood flies.

I poured a warm, viscous liquid from my head. Goosebump stands on the feel of the nape hanging on the back. I do not care. I did not know. Press. Kill. Hand feels like a thick rubber rampage.

Irvine takes his claws close to me with his bare hands.

Breathe deeply against the blood smell, stop, and push the last.

The beast crys, especially large.

The voice is trailing and small.

That was the end.

But I can't get rid of it. The hands holding the sword stay together. Twice or three times, turn the blade and stir the crushed heart.

"I did it well."

My shoulder was beaten by a fluffy lutet.

Fingers freeze and do not move.

I and Irvin both look terrible. I have to take a bath as soon as I return.

"How about ... how is it that my leader is still unsuitable?"

"It was bad"

Irvin apologized to Lutet, laughing and vomiting. Release your stiff finger from the sword and point to Irvin's back.

I checked my playback point. A little bit of red, as if it was an illusion. Thin magic. What was that? The power of Laucan? So what was possessed by Samperier? It is useless. Too little information. Deciding something is dangerous.

“…………, no, no, no, sorry.”

Irvin hits the cobblestone.

There are no words to call.

"What's this? Did he know you?"

"Sorry. Please leave me for a while now."

Lutet ignores me and thinks.

"This armor is of St. Liridias. Beast ?? Liridias?

Lutet's blue face.

―――――――― Member. Sawyer member. A description of the situation. The data link has failed. Explanation of the situation

"Isola, I managed to win. The damage was a little scar on Irvine's face."

Oh, was this bad? I hope you do not go crazy,

"Error, you are not a registered user. There should be an adventurer named "Soya" nearby. Please urgently return him the device. I have an urgent matter. "

"Isola?-What are you talking about? I'm Sawyer."

what is this.

"Voiceprint check 98% applicable. Applicable to 50% of image retina check. Because it is out of the control of the Makina system, the Isola program checks at its own discretion. Question, what is the position of the person you interviewed in sending you to another world?

"President"

Lutet has a mysterious face in my own words.

"Question, what was the first dish you made when you arrived in another world?

"Miso soup"

"Name of the person who acted on it"

`` Apostle of Grizzunas, Getbad of Modbahful ''

"Please give the name of the woman you married, including the race name."

"Elves, the second daughter of the Heures family. Raualuna Raua Heures"

"The last question. Please answer the names of your sisters. "

"One is the three daughters of the Heures. Air Rauer Heures. Another is the other?"

I had a sister.

My sister left in the original world.

I got a genius education from a young age, I could study like a stupid, I could exercise like a superman, and there were tens of thousands more human beings than me, so I always used to be a useless person like me Strict, alive and alive, he reunited five years ago and lost his feet in an accident despite choosing the path of a tough athlete. I am here for the cost of that treatment.

name.

name is.

I was a lucky Japanese Navy destroyer, and I went to Taiwan after the war.

you're kidding. What this.

Only the name does not come out.

It is not such a level that you do not forget. Only that piece of memory has come off and disappeared.

"It's snow breeze. Did you remember?

"Oh, oh"

I suddenly remembered.

Why did such a natural thing disappear from memory?

"Check and scrutiny of the Isola program will tentatively identify you as a Sawyer member. But as an urgent measure, we will lower the user rights by 6 levels. Sawyer, explain the situation

"Oh, oh"

I can't hide the shock from the shock.

What. What is this? !

"You have a bad complexion."

"Vital is unstable. Sawyer please calm down. ……… I ’ll replace Lana. ”

"you! Are you okay? ! Injuries! Do you live? ! I will return there immediately!

I calmed down in one shot.

If you hear Lana's voice like this, I have to calm down.

"I'm OK. I'm alive. I'm not happy if I can go back. No, are you okay?

"Oh, a little! Air? !

"Your brother is safe!

"Is your brother safe? !

"Oh, nothing else from me. No, is Irvin safe? !

Communication is crowded.

"I'll return, Isola. Sawyer member. Are you calm?

"Oh, that's it."

"Please explain the situation"

"The enemy has been killed. I'm safe now. I'm a little injured, on my face."

"Sorry, are you injured?

The reaction is thinner than expected. I don't want to be really crazy.

"I don't think I have any physical problems, but when I return, I ask for a medical check, which may have damaged my brain."

"Is there a problem with my right eye vision?

"Right eye? No problem with eyesight."

"Confirmed. Ask Makina to prepare for a medical check. While moving up the hierarchy, I came into contact with Medime. I told him where he was. Will you join us soon?

"Okay. Are you OK?"

"Yes, the depleted regeneration point and magic power seem to have been temporary effects. When we went up one level, we returned to the original values. Everyone will return as soon as the injured person is sent to the union. "

"Okay. Will the injured be saved?"

"No problem. Beastmen are already walking on their feet. It is a proposal from Sawyer, Isola. Please refrain from doing this in the future. You deny the pride of other places, you bet on another pride, and it's nonsense. "

"No, this is different from the table fight"

"Isola doesn't know the difference! ……… Communication out ”

I'm done.

Dent something.

"You're awkward and uncomfortable. Did you hit your head?"

"Noisy. I was in contact with the party above. Your friend, I'll save you."

"That kind of trick. Well, let's say thanks."

Lutet kneels and prays to the dead companion. I also took off the poncho and wrapped Samprier's neck. He had a calm face.

"Soya, informal, but let me pray for requiem."

Irvin is a heavy gait with a wrapped Sampelier neck. I hugged and prayed.

"We are the clan that is linked to Hachio. Here, one of us, the soul of the one who has fought the battle. Diaz, there are no more beasts, blood flows only through people. "

To me, that felt ominous.

Irvin removes his hair from Saint-Perrier and places his head next to his body, which is attached to a wall.

"Soya, is there oil and fire?"

"I have it"

Do you burn? This is not yet. Things you have to check.

"Irvine, do you know what this is ...?"

It may not be right now.

But by all means, it gets caught. Is this due to dungeons? Or.

"I don't know what is right for me. If I just imagined it, St. Liridias, the deity did not gain the deity by the founding effort. If this curse,"

Irvin throats.

"Hey, how are you?"

When I lend my shoulders, each other was full of blood, but among them, there was fresh blood.

"Irvine!"

Help him fall and let him fall asleep. Fresh blood overflowed from the torn armor. Remove the clasp and take off the armor. The water bottle was taken out and the area near the wound was washed away. The abdominal muscles were dug out, and the damaged internal organs were visible.

"Soya, what I was doing"

The mouth is dirty with blood. Checking Irvin's rebirth point, he is still transparent and depleted.

"Don't speak, it's a deep but irrelevant wound."

"Listen, don't you. There's nothing impossible at this party."

"Oh, yeah, that's right."

"Really, I'm my sister ---"

Irvin's breathing becomes shorter.

"Lutet"

I turned the bow to the arrow.

"Put the sword in the sheath. I'll shoot through my eyebrows."

"You are also a Lyridian knight? What does that mean now, can't you understand it in this situation?"

"It's too fast. Put on your sword. Irvin is a former Lyridian knight."

"There is nothing in the covenant with God. Even the dead souls are yours."

"I have no time to play with you"

I pointed the arrow at Lutet, and she

"e?"

She was pierced by a thrown sword and died. A sword stuck in the throat stands like a tombstone.

"Irvine"

Look at him with a confused brain. The wound was closed. But the regeneration point remains empty.

"What are you?"

I understand. What to do next?

Move fast.

It's coming.

Terrible things.

But, as I thought, humans are emotional dogs. People are not people if they are so cruel that they can kill them. I am not me.

His hands slowly approached, and strangled my neck.

"Gatsu"

The meat has been crushed. The view blurs at a stretch. Stains red and black. Laukan's power does not work for him who is not a pure beast.

It is that of a child, such as my resistance.

I'm sorry.

I mutter my name in my heart.

Lana, Air, Geth, Schna, Bell, Zenobia, Evetta, Makina, Isola, Gravius. And Misranica, snow breeze.

This is my adventure

Dull sound resounds in bones.

You have been pulled back to reality.

"Gu, Gaha, Goho"

Ask throat for air. what?

"Ah"

I thought it was a joke. A sword grew from Irvin's body. Just the position of the heart. Mercilessly from behind.

"Yeah!"

The sword is withdrawn.

I didn't know my pathetic plea, and my father's blade was Irvin's neck.

My liberated body lays down without force.

I can't handle my emotions.

Therefore I do not feel anything.

I closed my eyes.

I want to be better.

The darkness that falls, abandoning all the reality, is wrapped in peace.

Melt consciousness in this darkness.

In darkness.

Everything.

In darkness.

Just in the depths of darkness. I heard a small roar.