Ihoujin, Dungeon ni Moguru

<Chapter 4: Things that are redder than Guren>

The moment, silver flashes intersect.

A terribly clear sword and sword resonance. The skill is beautiful because it makes a person die in an instant. Attract people. He sublimes because he believes that it is a killing work.

There is an invisible god here, though it may be ridiculed as a stick play.

The stars blink.

Sparks scatter.

I saw an infinite world while slashing. The bottom of hell where evil devils kill forever.

I don't want to stop revenge. I don't have such a qualification.

But I can't kill the enemies ahead without killing me. There is no way to survive in hell.

One said.

Fighting is pushing forward with one body and one sword. Shuna, now you're heavy enough to be crushed by the weight of the things you have.

That is the cause of the defeat.

A long sword swings down and a sword is rounded up. Blades that collide. So the sword broke. The life of overworked steel is exhausted. Sparks are created, and the blade dances in the sky.

The distance between me and Shuna is slightly open.

Shuna's long sword, which does not hurt, cuts back and approaches me. What I raised was a broken sword.

I tear the air and pass each other.

Standing positions change.

Turn away from each other. One beat flowed.

"Shit"

Schna bleeds out of her chest and collapses simultaneously with curse.

I was slightly lighter because there were no broken swords and nothing to hold. This separated the victory.

"Listen to Shuna."

Get close to the loser and touch the long sword.

"Leave the city. Your sword is in your hometown."

"what?"

"You are a girl who is looking after your teacher. The danger is imminent. Defend it. And teach me everything I learned here."

"Don't joke."

"Sure information. They are being chased from the left continent. Need help."

“…………… Dad”

Shuna asks his father for his opinion.

"It's true that the left continent is noisy."

“……………”

In the expression swirled by Shuna's hatred, she found a slight relief.

"I will take over your revenge. Follow the losers. If you can't win like me, keep silent."

Return the broken sword to the sheath, adjust the breathing and endure the chest pain.

Shna's blow reached me. Even through the poncho blade-proof fiber, there was enough damage to make the reclaim point millimeters remaining.

But winning is winning.

I did what I could.

The rest is Shuna's freedom. I hope you like an adventurer. You are free to face the enemy without realizing it, or die afterwards. Cold, but I fulfilled my responsibilities as a leader. I can't do anything more.

"Farewell, boy. It's a breath disaster. Take care of your childhood friend who came home first."

How is Bell? The pain relieved a bit when I imagined the face that had been broken.

"wait"

He is stopped by his father, as if he had no further business.

"What"

"Farewell"

Receive the thrown object.

A swing sword that fits in a sheath. The magic sword Arahabaki, my father's favorite sword.

"Hey, what is it?"

"If so, I can cut the things that are ahead."

"That's how you cut it, even when I failed."

"Even if Katana is cut, I can't cut it. I can never cut the things that are ahead. Ash, you can't understand. I never--

The end of an elf comes to mind.

The passion was on fire.

"Are you the one who killed your [friend] ?!"

"I can't change this, even if the world flows. I can kill millions of enemies. I'll kill gods, evils, and dragons inseparably. Even innocent babies, if necessary. I can kill, but only my friends. Only my friends can kill! "

Its stubbornness is the limit of patience.

"It's the role of a friend to correct mistakes!"

"I know that, even if you don't tell me! Even if you know it, you can not move! If you want to laugh, laugh! This is [Adventure Father]! Look! The end of a fool who can't stop a friend's folly and can't just watch it! It's not as valuable as as in my life! What …………… Adventurer I'm a burglar with a pig skin called fame. "

The adventurer's father cursed in his name.

I lost the weight of my name.

You can't change the way you live with blood. Me too. I'm not convinced, but I can understand.

Then

"Let's throw it away. I'll pick it up. The name of the adventurer's father. And the sword. You've died here now. Go away and walk away.

Discard the broken sword and insert a magic sword into the belt.

heavy. It is a product that has the reputation of [Adventure Father]. Naturally, heavy.

Turn away from former friends and start walking.

Follow the long passage to the destination.

As I approached, the gate of the fort rose without permission.

"Welcome to my king's small castle"

Lazarissa was waiting in front of the castle gate in the hall of the fort.

"Oh, are you alone?

Pull out the sword without asking questions. He cut his sword from Lazarissa's crotch to his brain.

Turn the sword with your finger and put it in the sheath.

With the sound of the carp mouth, the maid shifted and became two pieces of meat.

Surprising things happen.

The outer wall of the fort has been greatly shaved. Outside of time, there is no mistake in the slash marks.

This is not a physical phenomenon. The swing of this sword is similar to the magic of performing a kind of miracle. Nobumu is dwelling in this magic sword as [adventure father]. Or just because he discarded it. Did you stay in this sword?

“…………… Good”

That's why.

I'll kill you as the only [adventure father]. I'll kill all those who couldn't kill you with this fame.