Ihoujin, Dungeon ni Moguru

[03]

In one corner of the city, there are countless weapons.

There are also spears for swords, scythes for large bows, and large maces for large spears used by His Majesty. At first glance, not only weapons but also farming equipment were standing. Everything is painful, sore, distorted.

What caught my eye was the new soil mountain. There was a saddle.

This is probably a grave.

"Only Valsina is buried. The people, the soldiers, and the generals, ashes, vanished in the wind. Here is their testimony. "

There is one big hole in the place where His Majesty encouraged.

"I should have been stupid, but I can't help it."

"Yes"

The white beast's neck was buried there.

Since it is not easy to be dug by a wolf, he exaggerates the soil.

Finally, the sword of Zamongrass,

"It is good for you to inherit."

His Majesty pierces a large spear in place of the grave marker. The sword was sheathed.

It is a shameful thing for the tomb of the scarlet knight Zamongrass.

Even if his disciples look, no one will notice that death is sleeping there.

But what is the death of a person?

"The guy was looking for a place to die. It's like stupid. It's a clumsy man to go to the deadly place to control the ugliness."

"The Majesty is that ... um ... the beast of Elysium"

"Well, I know. It is the duty of the kings to know that, and that is why we believe in strength."

I guess.

There is no war on Date against Elysium.

"How was the end of Zamongrass?"

"It was a wonderful end. It seems like a knight, a clean end like a knight."

"Is there?"

I saw my Majesty's tired face for the first time.

"Your Majesty, are you somewhere?"

"It's because of you, you idiot"

"Hah"

"It's time to apologize."

"I'm sorry"

"Um"

His Majesty crosses his arms with satisfaction.

"Sure. Speaking of the foolish minions, always dying first ..."

"It's your virtue. Give up. Or will you die right now?"

Is said to Dugan who suddenly appeared. Behind the king was the brown elf. She is wearing a hood, wearing a hood and hiding her face.

His Majesty returns calmly.

"If you do here, the dead will come back from the ashes."

"That's not a problem. Let's go to a place where we can talk calmly."

The two kings start walking side by side with unrelenting stories.

Good friends even when looking from the side. What kind of kings are they killing each other tomorrow? Or what is a man's friendship?

"Well, wow, you"

The extra elf came to me.

"what?"

"What was that earlier ?!"

They come with sparkling eyes like children. The impression is quite different from when I first met.

"It's a secret"

Can you be taught easily?

"Not good or not good"

Be poked.

"Hello, I'll give you this. It's an unusual confectionery."

Forcibly, I can hold something black in my hand.

A small diamond-shaped candy? There is no smell. Tired or brought to your mouth unwittingly.

"Gofu"

Throat for irritation. Saliva overflowing with saltiness turns into a bitter taste like stomach acid before vomiting. Ammonia smell sticking nose. That should be it, this is made of licorice and ammonium chloride.

This, this is definitely this.

"This is Salmiac, this is it."

The tastiest sweets on earth. Sweets or drugs. A candy that can hurt your throat even though it is a throat.

I do not consider this a finished product!

"How is it delicious?"

"Tasteless"

Spit the wasteful spirit with saliva. There is a limit to patience.

"Well, the torch stated that this was a foreign taste."

"Who is it, Finnish?"

"What is fin?"

"This is Maria. It doesn't make fun of other minions."

"Yes"

The brown elf is called by Dugan and arrives next door like a daughter.

Since I was alone, I talked to three people.

"Um, that big wolf. What is that?"

"What?

What, you don't do that? Three faces.

It's been a long time. I'm a Gentile. There's a lot you don't know.

His Majesty answers with a face that he cannot help.

"It's an" old man. "He lives on the left continent from Jindai. He appears when there is a disaster. He also talks well to his daughters. When he stays up late, the old man opens his big mouth. I'm coming to eat. "

Then Dugan speaks.

"I'm the third time I've seen that. My first time, my father and grandfather made a big fight against Elysium's expeditionary opponent. Next was Dainsleif. When I beat a substitute hero.

That was a wonderful fight. In my army, it is still hotly handed down. And maybe. Ashtalia Wolf, your battle will be told in the same way. ''

………Oops. I gave myself up.

"Ashtarian wolf?"

His Majesty has a bitter face.

After all it was muzz?

"Ashtaglia's flag is a dragon, albeit a corpse. Since ancient times, dragons and wolves have a rebellious relationship. The dragon's breath makes ashes the death they eat."

Dugan nods exaggeratedly.

"Ummm, I can't help. Dynesleif, let's bring this guy into my army."

Oh, I hate it.

"No, fools have never given women and minions to others."

Oh, I was relieved.

As expected, your Majesty.

"Well, sit down. I'm not very welcome."

I came back to the watchtower.

Pay the snow and get to the table. Me and Her Majesty line up, Dugan and a brown elf in front.

"Each of them, especially Dyne Slife, would have a good thing, but first listen."

Yes, Dugan starts.

"First, postpone the battle of tomorrow."

"Dugans, have you noticed?"

Anger in anger.

Dugan laughing with his nose.

"The battle was stopped by an old wolf. What kind of disaster would come if such things were resumed. The surviving soldiers were not cowards, but they were all religious. Contrary to

"Is it the teaching of the war god Vahagund?

"Um, a legend that fought side by side with the old. So the wolf is a sacred creature to us. Well, foolishly some of the young confidants are going to fight the kid there with a sashimi. Which way would you be enemies? "

His Majesty places his hand on my shoulder.

"Soya, a late but wonderful battle. You are a foolish waste."

"Thank you happy"

"Now, give me a concubine."

The brown elf says in a bright voice.

You've been out of place since a while ago.

"Soya, this guy"

"Yes, this is the woman who shot and killed Valsina."

The brown elf unfolds the hood and reveals his face.

After all, it is similar to Misulanika-sama. It looks like 2P color.

"Then, stupid king of a perishing nation. Kill the concubine?"

A fearless laughing face.

His Majesty responded with a murder.

"It's on the battlefield. If you defeat the enemy, you're on the battlefield. There's no hobby of killing a woman sitting."

"Well, the concubine escapes faster than your sword."

The evil face of a person is different from our god. She is more charming.

"And Dugan, who is this strange elf?"

"Black elf"

"What?

I and my Majesty shouted at the same time.

"That's right, the concubine is a black elf. The greatest enemy of Elysium, the king closest to the conqueror of the left continent. Listen to this great name and prostrate. My name is Li Maria Lirilcar Duin Oroos Oulu."

"Hey, don't joke."

Maria smiles full of my words.

"Yeah, you know the name of the concubine?"

La Gzuri Duin Oroos Oulu.

The king of Heim who founded Elysium. This is the first beast to drink blood. Elysium is a single ethnic group of Heim. All other races are slaves.

If this Maria Elf was a slave, why did he know this old name? No, do you claim yourself?

"Oruos Oulu, but I don't know."

"Forget your Majesty! Remember, it's a name that includes the curse of death. If possible, don't say it for the rest of your life. please do not"

I warn you.

His Majesty is not a curious and stupid person, but he does. This is a word that is too dangerous to become a biological weapon just by knowing it.

"Be assured, I saw that your sword curtain was dangerous enough."

"thank you for understanding"

"And Dugan, he's a black elf, and he's worried about stupid why the four strong kings are following."

With a cough, Dugan answers.

"I know you know even the name of the abomination. I want more and more army. Later, Dynesleif. This woman, Mary's lineage has a deep relationship with Robbs. As you know, my ancestor Robbs, He was one of the great adventurers of the Wind Obnacle, and the Book of Wind Obnacle, now a popular book, was censored by Elysium. There is a description of Maria in the nickle.

Duin of silence. The fifth prince, sister of King Vigantel, who has a double face. The true name is Li Lydias Kerstain Duin Olos Oulu. ''

"Dugan, if that's true. It wasn't the Elysium royalty who was on the Wind Obnacle. Is it St. Liridias himself?-An incredible fact."

I heard from my dad via the tavern master.

Master, I guess he's a bigger person than I expected. I feel like I haven't met Oita anymore. Ah ... I want to eat thick bacon in the bar.

"Um, it's true. There's evidence in the family. Lilydias' brother, Vigantel, fell on a continental expedition and fell in love with an elf. Said that he had sealed in the forest of contraindications. Maria, show your testimony. "

Maria removes the necklace from her neck.

It has a pyroxene split in half. Dugan picks up a pair of pyroxenes.

"This is the proof of the ancestor Robbs from Lilydias.

Click and the stones come together and become one.

"e"

I spontaneously shouted.

"Wait for Dugan, then, that elf. You're a thousand years old, right?"

"Um, become"

Dugan nods. No, elves are long-lived, but will not live for a thousand years.

Maria answers with a cool face.

"Reassure, the concubine has been active for only about thirteen years. In tribute to the elves, Heim, and the concubine that neither can live, my mother dedicated herself to the contraindicated forest and stopped time. If not, the concubine would still be asleep. ''

Certainly, that forest was going wrong over time. But who is a thousand years ago.

After all, this elf. Was there any connection with the Gentiles?

"Dugan, then this woman"

"Um, not a descendant of the ruler. He is a legitimate successor to Elysium."

"But they're mixed. They can't admit it."

Certainly, no matter how thick the blood is, the Heem nation cannot accept elven mixed babies.

"No, I admit it."

Maria argues with pity.

"Elysium today is nothing different from a thousand years ago. He lays the weak below, and when it dies, reaches for the wealth to taper, above, above, to the next weak. The rebellion of the Beastmen's slaves in the Central Continent alone is no longer at a level that can be suppressed anymore, and the Pope's doubts will not allow it to gather forces from each continent. The execution that is executing the force.

Now, use the true name of the concubine. They are gathered on the left continent. For those who are going to be killed in the Makai, the name and blood of the concubine is a fine salvation. Evidence of this was contact by the Knights of Earldi. ''

"I see, it's like a new wind oblique."

His Majesty returns calmly.

I'm not honest.

In other words, Mary is the niece of the silence of Duin St. Liridias, and she has the strongest blood of the Elysium. And they are collecting those who spill from the declining country.

So,

So what do you want to do?

"Yes. Make a new wind obnacle, but this time it's not an adventure. It's a war. The Heim nation, which has built a millennium, will be destroyed by the mixed race."

Madness floats on Maria.

A face with a bad fever.

"I see. Dugan. I see. I understand."

The cold voice of His Majesty.

"Don't you know, Dane Slef? This guy is a great adventurer of his ancestors. He's a relative. And he could be the decisive hit to destroy Elysium. You too ... black elf Follow us, and we will line up the Ashtalia flag. "

"turn down"

I guess. His Majesty was the immediate answer.

"Dugan, I understand why you follow the Black Elf. He's a ancestor of his ancestors. He is worthy of betting life, but has nothing to do with stupidity. I like fools. I really like them. "

"King Dainsleif. Is that because you shot and killed a horse?"

Maria says with a mockery.

"That's right. If you rent a battlefield, return it on the battlefield. Don't steam back."

Your Majesty is grumpy. In other words, I'm sullen.

I'm going to punish this woman.

"Well, listen, that horse like a monster. It was really stunning, but the concubine wanted to see if the power of King Dynesleigh was leaning on that horse. I have to fight with a substitute hero.I wanted to see my strength.

"What do you misunderstand. Fools don't fall to your gates."

"No, it's down.

"Well, is that good?"

Out of place light voice. Legre came out of the tent, hitting her hips. It's cold but half-naked.

Sit between me and your Majesty and rub your body with her.

"Roughly, let me tell you a story. The elves there are involved in the Wind Obnacle."

"It's not time to hear the story of the Beast Woman. If you're also under Ashtalia's command, excuse me."

Legre continues, ignoring Dugan's story.

"I'm a related person, too"

"Nu?"

"Yes?"

I'll speak out after the Majesty.

"e?

Elf and Dugan in the face.

Legre began to talk about something serious while feeling light.

"King of the mustache. If you're familiar with the wind obnacle, you'll know. At the end of the adventure, Liridias leaves his child to Remir. One of the "children of the stars." And that is my ancestor.

“………………”

Everyone is having trouble reacting.

"Legret, I can't laugh as a joke."

"It's true even if you say so"

Dugan will be pursued in addition to His Majesty.

"That" child of the star. Is it at hand now? "

"I gave it to my apprentice."

About Shuna.

"That sword was received by my party person. He has received testimony from the Knights of St. Lyridius. It's real."

Zamongrass is not a misleading or joking person.

By the way, Legre is really the lineage of St. Liridias.

"Well, to be precise, I was mixed with the blood of Remir and Lyridias. Don't let the other guys. I've burned the village where I lived once. I've killed all the enemies. I did it. "

Dugan compares Legre and Maria alternately.

"This is lucky. Our ancestors must have joined us! To write a new Wind Obnacle! Dyne Sleif! I'll only say it again! Join the army! "

"turn down!"

"A fool!"

"I refuse if I refuse! It's not related to the fight of silliness!"

"Your army will not fight you anymore! In other words, the next you will fight is the shameless in Elysium! You are not immortal! Someday they will rot! It is equivalent to polluting the history of kings! You are a rare king! You are a man who is unparalleled as an individual and a warrior! Your life is not good for you alone to be free No! "

"Guu, you!"

"Slightly wait"

Legre breaks in between the two heated kings.

"King of the mustache. I'm in your army. There are conditions."

"Muh, what's up?"

"I ask for His Majesty and my hungry child to defend the Kingdom of Ashtalia. If this is not granted, I will not join."

What? What did you do now? Who's stomach kid?

"Legret, it's not always done. I'm too quick."

Legres answers her Majesty's words with her heart.

"No, it was definitely done. It's a decent number of people, but it's the first time I've felt like" Kita "today. Maybe I can give birth in about 50 days."

Certainly, I heard that the time between pregnancy and childbirth was short, but is it so early?

What.

Oh oh! What should I say to Shuna, this? !

"What do you do, Dane Slef? The woman is here. Are you still heading for a reckless battle?"

"Guu"

This majesty with a bad flag color saw it for the first time.

Dugan folds more.

"You have lost yourself and your ministry and are desperate. But for your ministry to die for the king is nothing but pride. And so are the people. Will you ignore that thought? Do you believe that the loyal loyalty who died with pride wants the death of a king who can be blamed by the lower class? !!!

"Mu, Gu"

The sweat floats on your forehead.

"... Do not you want to destroy Elysium to take her enemy to her?"

"Dugan, did you know?"

"There are many ears under my ears, but they are stiff. I forbid talking to anyone else."

"Is the enemy of Irisetta. It was a kind child ... I hated the blood flowing for me. Whatever the partner, I can't do anything I want with a dead child."

"So, can't you hear the words of the living ministry now?"

His Majesty holds his eyes and looks at Regre and me.

"My Majesty, I am"

"Well, Sawyer. I heard your words with a sword. I understand well. But, once the boy decided, he changed ..."

"The concubine will stop me."

Maria looks down on her Majesty.

Hide this man, even the wicked face.

"Let's say Sawyer. Make you a spouse's mate."

"What?

The voice of everyone except Maria is humming.

"We are going to get married. Marriage with Ashtalia's ministries strengthens our unity: devoting ourselves to defending the lost country, or silencing any opposition. No story. "

"Wait, wait, wait. I have a wife left on the right continent!"

"Hmm, then?"

Come on, dude.

"Is it better than the concubine?"

"It's an elf princess."

"Where is the princess?"

"I'm the Princess of Heures Forest."

I'm dismissed.

"Ku, Kuku, Forest, Princess"

Maria laughs.

"Wow, in the countryside, on the right continent, Princess of the Forest"

Maria says with a laugh.

I get too angry and tremble. Anyway, even a woman will beat me.

"Maria, don't laugh at the wives of other minions, so some countries have been at war."

Dugan is the very right thing.

Now, but this person is quite common sense. That's right.

"Hey, Sawyer. Are you married? What kind of woman? Elves are rare again."

"It's super cute, soft, big boobs and boobs!"

He answered his Majesty's question with angry tension.

"Um, how big is it?"

Dugan listens curiously.

"One bunch is two apples that I gave you."

"Hoho. Are there such elves on the right continent?"

"I'm profane, you guys"

Maria seems to be angry.

For a flat chest.

"Well, I'm going to get bigger."

Regret of dripping and face.

"What is that?"

"Well, it's full of milk for the kids."

"I see"

Maria is like a child.

………, what ’s the story?

"So, make Sawyer the husband of a concubine. Is it OK?"

"There is only a problem. I will refuse decisively."

"Is it okay? Ashtaria will perish?"

"Becomes"

Such an idiot. That my country is going to be decided by myself.

"Soya, don't overdo it. Foolishly, the only woman she truly loves is her dead wife. If she has the opportunity to live and meet again, she should control her."

"Hey, that's because I'm putting my hand on my mistress and sister.

Legre, this bastard.

"Soya! That's not it!"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, but I'm still kissing my mistress and I took a bath naked with my sister."

"Heroes like color. I have twenty wives."

He was upset by his Majesty and was proud of Dugan.

"Well, marry your concubine! You are! There is no escape!"

Maria is the crown.

"I see ..."

I can't get lost. Maria has a childish temper. I don't want to change my mind.

Lana, sorry. I apologize for returning. Do anything at prostrate.

But now I really want to protect this country. If you can protect Ashtalia, including your Majesty, you'll feel that something dying trash will change.

One more thing, like protecting you, I'm proud of my life.

"I'm also a man. I'm determined. Black elf, get married."

"Um, let's do it. Where ... how do you make it with your kids?"

“………………”

Everything except Maria is silent.

This guy is really a child. All right, the new Wind Obnacle Army.

"Dine Slef, okay? Minor, this is it. It's too stupid not to respond."

"It's no use."

"Your Majesty!"

As expected, my voice was rough. There is a certain degree of determination.

I think it's nice, but I silently promised Rana that I could get married. Regret ... oh, is this just faithful to desire?

"Fooless is disqualified from being a king. Forgive him to defend his ministry ... so leave it to Amelia, the daughter of her. Ashtalia leaves it to the princess. From now on, I will wield my sword under you as the only warrior. ''

"Yes!

Dugan hits his knees happily.

"Your spirit is never wasted. Let's make the devastated Ashtalia a former, better, or more prosperous nation."

"Um, Dugan. But my daughter is your wife's wife."

"Break there. Give up."

"Well, after the fool died, I thought Sawyer could be Amelia's husband if possible, but was it a fleeting dream?"

"really?!"

Well, if your Majesty's father-in-law is welcome. Amelia, she looked cute.

It's even more thankful because one of the fucking elves is my father-in-law.

"You guys, don't put your concubine on, don't you?"

Sound similar to the noise of radio.

Maria takes out an old and large communicator from her waist. An early handy talkie. It has been remodeled without ever being seen.

"Oh, I've got it all together. No problem .... No, it's a problem. Isn't it good? My concubine, oh, yes. Yes yes, I know ... I know ..."

People in different worlds see this as a crazy sight.

Other than me and Dugan, I look with a suspicious look.

"Dugan, let's do the rest. The concubine has to introduce her husband to her father."

"Um, leave it to me.

"Soya, take the hand of the concubine"

"Yes, yes."

When Maria picks up her hand, her vision is shrouded in light and her body loses gravity.

Fall on a cold floor.

The scenery had changed completely.