Ihoujin, Dungeon ni Moguru

[05]

There is a castle. There is a castle in front of me.

Lemuria Castle.

Remember, there are no memorable memories here.

Stupid prince. Irvin's case. A case of Neomia fitted in a bar full. Attacked by a consul, flees with Lansir ... Ah, then Haruna and Kunashiri.

"Gofu"

Throat.

Aside.

The castle is occupied by the Pope, but originally belongs to Lansir. If you think so, you won't steal. What to do in the future.

"Makina"

"Yes, check the signal. All clear. No problem"

"Gummary"

"no problem. However, my current aircraft is dedicated to control and craft. Don't expect combat abilities. "

"I know. I hunt alone."

Disconnect the communication between the two. As I said, it's my own fight from here.

There are parts like a thick ballpoint pen in your hand. It had one button.

Earplugs were attached. Put on the poncho food.

Then press the button.

“……………”

There is no response.

"Hey, Makina"

"I'm sorry the contact seems bad. Please fire! "

Blaze.

The castle seemed to expand for a moment.

Heavy bass sounding on the belly. The skin is numb by the impact. A flurry of ground noise. Signs of a large object being flipped up from below. Rubble rain falls on the city.

Pull out the sword.

One of the flashes broke the remains of a huge pillar.

Close your eyes to the flying dust and stop breathing.

After a while,

"OK"

When I opened my eyes, the castle was blowing beautifully. The foundation remains to some extent, but it is almost vacant.

A.I explosives for self-destructive explosives attached to pots and explosives for materials recovered by Gummelly. All of them set up on the castle and the gates of the knights.

The tail of the explosion sound can be heard from the outer wall far away.

The power is beyond imagination. A strong and historic castle has disappeared in an instant. There are a variety of modern explosives.

"Now"

Proceed with an uncut sword. Follow the rubble path.

As you can see, there is no knight.

Occasionally, a bad consular officer is seen. Despite being crushed by building materials and losing limbs in a blast, they still drop their still moving necks and penetrate the heart.

They don't leave one. Do not leave.

Go straight and let the sword suck blood. Wonderingly, I knew the enemy's position. The power in me is calling him.

The left arm does not move.

He also lost his eyesight.

His sword broke, no trump card, and lost his former ties.

What remained was the willingness to keep fighting and equipment for leftovers.

No, this is why my determination to keep fighting for the last moment burns.

"Yeah, the Pope, or is it better to call him a prince?"

I found Kelstein.

A young man with long gray hair. The frugal robe is dirty with dust, and if anyone asks if this is a king, everyone will shake his head.

Despite its meaningless shape, she sits down on the broken throne and looks down on me.

"It's really airy."

"Forced evacuation due to unpaid rent"

"I am new to this. Is this castle yours?"

"I just know the legitimate owner."

Point the wet sword at Kelstein.

"You are now dead, the kings of the kings. [Black Wolf King] In accordance with the style of His Majesty La Dine Sleif Riog Ashtaria, the fifth Pope of Elysium, [Wandering King] Kerstain. Give your true name."

"If you say the style, you must give yourself first."

Good luck.

"The adventurer, the last vassal of King Ashtalia, the Gentiles, Soya"

"I'll answer you, King's dog. This body is the fifth prince of beast hunting. But unfortunately, I forgot my true name. You've dropped off your true name somewhere, so my enemy, you can call me [Kelstein]. "

"I see"

Does a man who remembers his name fight a man who forgets his name?

It is suitable for custom.

"And did you really beat your brother?"

"Oh, definitely"

"Yes, that's really ――――――"

It seems to be fun.

Yes, Kelstein laughs.

The blades crossed.

Sword fight twice. His advantage is a sword that inherits the name of Elysium. If you repeat the receiving sword with this sword, it will be easily broken.

Short term if you decide.

Disperse the sparks and take the distance. I put a sword.

Kelstein attacks the apparent invitation without hesitation.

The point is legs.

Shaking with your arms is not just swordplay.

This technique was created by Gladvain and mastered by his father. Although it is imitation, the sharpness is real.

Hold your breath. I sharpen my senses and dive the blade approaching my neck with a single piece of paper.

Release the blade at the counter.

Cut the collarbone and cut off the neck.

So with a phantom blade.

As expected, Kelstein matched the counter to the counter. Unfortunately, the sword ends up tearing down my afterimage.

Tepid.

He has a sword arm but his reading is shallow. No bargaining for life has been done.

Wrap around behind neatly.

Penetrate Kelstein's heart with a sword. Return the blade and reciprocate to destroy it. He kicked the handle with his knees and jumped the blade. Blood rushes out like a fountain.

Usually, he died immediately. But they are like greetings.

Kick your hips and take the distance.

His sword sharpened his nose.

"What do you do? Do you still play sticks?"

"Hah"

I can afford. The broken heart revived in an instant.

If I had the time and strength left, I would have laughed at dating.

"Kelstein, did you tell me you're going to have fun?"

"Yes. The ruler's great enemy is boring. I can't be foolish enough to destroy it endlessly like my brother. I tried to raise people on a whim, but it turned out to be ashes. What do you say will remain in this world? According to flame religions, the world will eventually disappear into flames.

"It's selfish to become firewood, but if you burn and die, do it alone."

"This is a world where my relatives grew up as butterflies and flowers. When they die, the insects that came to suck the nectar" will perish together. "

Do you seek a companion?

The ruler is the same in every world.

"Before the destruction, I'll show you the greatest entertainment"

"Ho"

Speak out with a face that you do not expect or expect.

Stab a sword on the ground. I put my hand in the bag hung on my waist. I grabbed my ear and took it out.

Rabbit without feathers with small white eyes and red eyes.

"It's a tragedy."

The rabbit stares at Kelstein, and I lead to a nightmare.