Ihoujin, Dungeon ni Moguru

<Chapter 4: The heart of revenge burns in my heart like hell> 04

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"Mr. Evetta, what's the strategy?"

"Mr. Sawyer, Medime is confused. There is one way to get it back."

What is that hand?

"Please hurt until you return to sane."

It's not about persuasion, magical means, or useful items.

"Then leave him to me."

At worst, one of his limbs is ready to rob.

"Yes. The mismanagement of the members is the job of the leader.

Evetta points to the two-horned Horns at the end of Mace.

The two corners point the oversized sword in the same way, whether it was a challenge.

The meme breaks in between the two girls.

"Evetta, bad."

"Do not disturb"

I moved first.

Swords and swords scatter sparks.

He pulled the Medime away from Horns with brute force.

Evetta attacks the two corners. A high-pitched sound of Mace and an oversized sword.

I will not disturb her.

Against the woman's fight, she begins to attack the meme.

"Huh!"

Immediately hit Sango. Everything was murderous.

It is not an opponent that can be adjusted.

In fact, everything was lightly done. Even sparks do not scatter. Even the touch of the blade is light.

Fourth station, I cut the sky.

Chin and the sound of the mouth of the carp. As he dives down the blade, the medic swords on one knee.

Unpleasant.

A chill runs creeps.

I take a distance so that it can be flipped and turned around.

I didn't understand what kind of movement I did. The foot that has landed due to sudden braking gets tangled. My eyes spin a little. Blood was on my toes. Apparently, he seemed to be backed off by a movement like a minister and retired.

The feeling that the left cheek opens with delay.

As usual, no slashes from the sword are visible.

It is closed by healing of the regeneration point, but does not return to bleeding.

Wipe the blood on the cheeks. Repartition.

The Medime puts the sword again and prepares it without arbitration.

The blade zone is the last place where he and I are rushing together.

"………… Meme. I hear one, why didn't you kill Shuna?”

"It wasn't my opponent until I killed. That's it. Don't bother doing this mess. Leave me and go ahead."

"turn down"

Did you know your convenience, just like you do?

Stop breathing and approach with a little foot.

As he said, I don't want to take the trouble of doing this shit.

Decide on next.

Both brothers' swords made with Lola's claws.

Even with the same product, the technical skill of handling it is almost incomparable with the medium.

"Soya. You can't see your left eye."

"No, I see. No, I can't see. Take it as you like."

In addition, the left eye is blurred, and the perspective is off. This light psychological warfare will not help.

But the last thing that matters in a fight is spirit and guts.

"Ooooooooooooooooo!"

In time, I swing my sword down with the tears. It looks and looks simple, but if it's just for speed, it won't lose.

The target is the sword head, which is the starting point of the sword.

The blade struck the handle, but the sword was held down. From here, as you intended.

"sweet"

From the very beginning, the meme intended to receive the blade with a bald head. What you are aiming for is beyond.

I had a terribly sharp trip.

The view rotates horizontally and lands on the floor from the head. Sheath pierces the belly in pursuit.

"Gu"

It is a pain point, and severe pain runs when weight is applied.

"It's like this.

"I don't know, it's just."

I got used to this amount of pain. Hold the sword and sheath of the sword of Medime. Now I can exert the power of a monster. In the human realm, it does not tremble.

"What is this light, you?"

The regeneration point was suspiciously shining. When the kick is released, the medim releases the sword and jumps off.

Real judgment.

But the result is …………… I don't have my sword.

"I thought it was a bit different, but this is a completely different thing."

Medime is carrying my sword.

I was lightly swinging to see the difference.

"This"

An adventurer with a bad habit.

Defeat before getting used to.

I shoot my body low and close the gap immediately.

Without a sword. It is easy to imitate a technique you have just seen.

"What's the trick you release from that sheath? It's fatal."

Sharpness,

Speed,

The technique of pulling out the space could be reproduced. But it does not even fray.

"You can read slashes from the angle of the warp."

The sword I return is deadly slow.

Moment of cold and overflowing heat. My chest was cut with an exaggerated robe. The nerves were also cut at the same time, the body stuck and fell.

Strangely painless. But understand that he is deep in the amount of blood that spills.

"It's not a fatal injury. Your toughness will help."

“…………… Sorry”

I showed you a chance for the first time.

"What?"

Clench your teeth in the torrent of pain and tackle your father.

Even the father of a truly adventurer couldn't read until my sudden renewal.

Grasp your shoulders and one leg and hit it against the throne wall. Because of my pain so far, I wasn't an old man or a companion anymore.

I took the mount.

Place your knees on the hand holding the sword and drop your fist on your head. One shot, one shot, with murderous intentions.

This, this, stupid father!

"Hey………………"

Increase your fist speed. The head can be beaten by hitting the rock drill.

“Hey …… Hey”

My father says something, but did you know?

Hold your right fist and wave your hands to close the barrage ――――――

"It's almost time to die"

I kicked my father. I'm blown away and I roll sideways. However, he rebuilt immediately and hit him. Although not easy, the right fist was accepted.

"No, I'm dead"

"I won't resist. I can lose."

"I see"

It looks like we can still afford it.

I paid a little attention to Evetta's fight. It's a fierce battle of retreat. Speed that you can't imagine. The throne shakes in the aftermath of the battle. Liver cools with the wind that occurs.

"I woke up thanks to you, but would you prefer to?"

"You're sane from the beginning."

That's why the more you boil, the more irritable you become.

"Laugh. After all, I'm such a man."

not strange. I'm sick.

The end of a man who has been searching for thirty years without forgetting lost friends. Whether you get a new friend or go on a new adventure, the memories of the past are important.

Really annoying.

"Again, that's a monster that's just like, if not Lansir's mother."

"May I call my name?"

What did you say?

"That called my name. It's not a hallucination. I did call my name."

"No, it's a hallucination. Your companion, Lansir's mother! Died a long time ago at this level. It's surviving in fame! You're going to kill it!"

"I know. Oh, I know that kind of thing .... but ... but ..."

"But there's no scarecrow. It's an enemy and you've been deceived by it. Swallow it now. If you can't, I have to kill you as a leader."

Dad has a tired look.

I'm tired rather than old.

"I've found out fighting with you .... It's terrible to fight with my friends."

"Oh so"

Such words of the elderly are neither poison nor medicine.

"I've been an adventurer for over thirty years. I've helped many young people and I've been called 'Adventure Father'. I was humble, but I was somewhat proud of this. Fame, but look, this stupid figure. "

I get angry. I get angry. I'm really angry. At this level, it's just such feelings.

No, are you jealous of your father who chose a past friend?

"I'm not stupid. I'm sure I'll be deceived if the lost companion appears as a monster. I think I'll stop moving and be invited to a sweet hallucination. But I'm a leader. I'm responsible for getting you up. No matter what vision you see, we will give priority to the current party.

“…………… responsibility”

It's not easy, but it's something I have to carry.

"It's a funny story. The guy called the adventurer's father didn't have the shards or leader qualities."

That's right.

In short, that's it.

"Well, that's why. Please sleep for a while."

One shot in the jaw stunned his father.