Ihoujin, Dungeon ni Moguru

[01]

After a feast to drink and sing, the calm of the night is deeper than usual.

Legre is sleeping with a face and appearance that can never be shown to his disciples. She sleeps with her in the same tent.

Lana, Lansir, and Schna can't say anything.

No ... I think it's attractive. Small, but firmly shaped breasts and supple and soft limbs unique to beasts. Despite the cute features, the behavior has no modesty. It's a little devil or a demon character. If you didn't have Lana, you would have fallen.

What am I talking about?

"Awake? Gentiles"

Zamongrass turns the tent without waiting for a reply.

"Send a little face"

"Yes"

Well, no. I was looking for timing.

Put the agathion in a leather sheath and exit the tent. I followed the back of Zamongrass, which was already far away. If you think it will cool down, the snow is starting to shake. May pile up.

In front of the collapsed outer wall, the scarlet knight stopped.

Turn to me and draw my sword.

Although he should be in front of him, he loses his shape due to his skillful handling.

Sparks bloom in the darkness of the night.

I couldn't see anything at all, but Agathion was reacting and catching the slash of Zamongrass.

"It looks different, but it is definitely a sacred sword Agathion."

"If not, I was dead."

Zamongrass holds the sword. I also put the agathion in a sheath.

"That time is that time."

What is it? I got along with Irvin.

"Why have you got it for any reason or are you going to answer it?"

"I would like to say no. If I can answer my question, I will consider it."

I have a question about this. Depending on your response, some truth is spoken.

"I'll ask you.

"Did you really betray Elysium?"

"No, I was betrayed."

"Then we're looking for opportunities to fit into the original sheath."

"I don't have it. I've lived by hitting myself and my disciples that knights are stupid creatures. It's been 50 years. Knights aren't involved in politics. Or, if you don't purify yourself, you'll just die, but that's the belief that you'll witness the scum that shakes your child. "

"It's not a knight's job to correct it."

"What do you know about the Knights of St. Liridias?"

Intercepted and asked questions.

I can't help answering it.

"Overall, everything. The shadows, curses, and beasts you want to hide."

"Now it's fast. I squeezed the scum lightly and asked, but no decent answer came back. It was like a beast.

If the knights that house our beasts are involved in politics, the only thing they will do is work on the beasts. Therefore, he represented and separated politics from blood.

It should have been released, but now, even in politics, a blood-sucking beast is mixed. It's a different philosophy, such as a beast being ordered by a beast. ''

"That's why you serve His Majesty Dainsleif?"

"I have a burden on your Majesty. You know you have an older sister imprisoned by Irvin?"

"of course"

"I often went to see him. I didn't know that my Majesty's daughter was in such a cell in the next cell."

"wait"

Anxiety has reignited here.

"What happened to Ariane?"

"I'm alive. She's a rugged, strong woman. A noble who benefits from Gashim has taken responsibility for house arrest at home. She'll have no freedom, but she's better than a cell. "

"Is that so"

Is it safe to do it?

I can only imagine that it is not Roku.

"When I left, I told Ariane, 'Take care of the child next to me. Don't be sorry.' An Elysium pig. Well, she's referred to her Majesty, who was rampaging under the castle, killing her pursuer, and helping her fight here. "

Does guilt turn into loyalty?

I don't know.

"Next is your turn."

"here you go"

"How did you defeat Warner?-Oh, it's a hero amongst the knights of St. Liridias. Not only his strength, but also the blessing of the holy sword. For ordinary adventurers ... ... No, adventurers can never win. "

"You misunderstand something, Mr. Zamongrass. It's a coincidence that this sword follows me. The thing begins with a horrible beast that appears on the Lemuria plains. With their help, they bet on their lives and succeed in defeating them.

If you think it's a lie, go to Lemuria. Enter an appropriate bar and tell the name of Irvin, and hear the story of Irvine the dragon scale.

Many adventurers have saved the crisis in Lemuria, but none are as brave, innocent, and knightly as last. Such an anecdote. The magic sword that followed me who saw it can only be explained by chance. ''

"What happened to Luxgar? I don't think we'll leave the knights served by the companion knights."

"I was executed on the spot because I worked abusively in front of King Lemuria."

"I don't know. I don't know."

Zamongrass looks at me with a suspicious face.

"What are the benefits of doing this?"

"What is a" gain "?"

I came up with words that I couldn't ignore.

"It's a" kill "killing Irvin, Varner, Luxgar, two knights of St. Liridias, and a companion knight. Gold, armor, blood research, or ----"

Withdraws agathion and cuts as soon as possible.

Not a magic sword. A slash fired with my strength. It's obvious, but it's easy to catch.

"Cancel! Who killed who ?!"

"Calm down"

"Cancel!"

"What can I cancel?"

"I mean I killed Irvin !?"

The swords engage and the metal raises dissonance.

If I press the sword, whether the Zamongrass is sloppy, his knight will retreat slightly.

"Let's cancel. You didn't kill Irvin."

The sword cannot be released yet.

If you can, I want to split it into eight. A beast with an old ugly blood.

A particularly loud metal sounds. The sword was flipped, the Zamongrass was sheathed, and I still held it.

"You don't mean to tell the truth"

"No wonder"

It's foolish to tell the truth to someone you don't trust.

I trust Irvin, not his teacher. He will never betray me anymore.

"You are similar"

"Ah?"

To whom.

"One of the heroes of Elysium. He's a terrible man. He doesn't have anything, doesn't cling to it, and only causes destruction.

It's cute that the one who slaughtered 500 beastmen is cute.

"Even if you fight for people, for friends, for women, for the nation, for something, or so, after all, people will fight for themselves. Distorted, horrible, doing astonishing evil without doing anything.

I abandoned my belief. What remains is the blood that flows into my heart. Now we are looking for a place to fill it. What do you do? You are a Gentile without yourself. ''

"Do what you do, get what you get, rob what you rob. That's it."

"Really, it's similar. Its emptiness."

The story is off.

To be honest, I don't care about Zamongrass. What is worrisome is

"Are you really ready to go south?"

"Of course. Trust me."

Zamongrass laughs.

I can't trust the pieces.

He left and I was left alone. The darkness of the deep night, thin snow is piled up.