Ihoujin, Dungeon ni Moguru

[02]

A big black wave approaches.

The swelling and spreading Galving's body was approaching like a tsunami.

A figure darker than the dusk that swallows everything, countless claws and fangs wriggle inside. If you drink, no cells remain in an instant.

It is not a single creature. This is a malicious disaster.

"Foo"

That's when you breathe deeply and calm your heart.

The silver sword has been erased.

Put your hands on your father-in-law's sword.

There is darkness in front of you without closing your eyes. He stared at the darkness with his eyes open and saw the light.

The blade runs sheath, and the sword dances.

I paid for the darkness in one stroke.

With a slash that seemed like a stroke, he cut all the Garving's bodies in time.

Dragon scale Irvin.

Ryukko sword shuna.

Warner of beast hunting.

Scarlet knight Zamongrass.

Bar full.

Adventurer's father.

King of adventurers.

His Majesty the Kings of the Kings La Dine Sleif Riog Ashtalia.

The first prince, the fifth prince.

And the three swords ardi.

Fight side by side with friends

Exchange blades with enemies,

Slaughtering the beast, slaughtering the prince,

See the life of the teacher,

See the death of the king,

Inherit the soul of those who can be called fathers,

At last, my bones approach the sword's extreme.

I saw this time.

The afterglow of Nayu and others following the sword. A superb white blade that slashes everything.

I heard a shout.

It's a scream that goes well.

A shouting scream.

Garving throws horns while rampaging. It is a loose saturation attack. Put your sword in while walking, and withdraw and purify everything.

The corner rains and stings around. It's not so stupid to get hurt.

I walked slowly. I approached Galving on foot.

I heard a scream.

It's a transparent scream.

A scream that sounds sad.

The adventurer's habit is fearing the unknown. Singing and begging with God is the same as begging with God.

"Did you forget that, the great wizard"

I will put the sword. Draw the sword without showing the drawer ―――――――― Show the world only the faint blades that fit in the sheath.

A flash similar to the starry sky. The feeling of cutting the vital point of Garving remains in hand.

"That's a sword, one sword, why ?! Stupid !?"

Garving cried out.

"I'm bonkers. I'm just a Gentile. But everyone who fought with me surpasses heroes."

Prayer with a sword.

The ultimate of slashing faster than the world recognizes. With that technique as a prayer, I will reproduce the swords of those who fought with me as a miracle in the world.

This is the end of my sword. Just a sword that has been handed down.

"Is the end"

The sword was sheathed.

Garving's neck falls. Subsequent god blade chopped up the remaining body and scattered it.

The great wizard's head rolls.

The great wizard was alive even with the eyes moving slowly and the head alone. In the next blow, even the traces of this man are wiped out.

"we have a winner"

The voice heard somewhere resounds.

A swinging sword tears open space.

"!?"

The view was reversed. My body is upside down and floating in the air.

The sword lands firmly and roughly. I was surprised. But there is no damage.

"Who?"

A strange boy is holding Garving's neck.

A beautiful boy with white skin like white bones.

Although there are no feathers on his back, his profile is very similar to the head of the Adventurers' Union. An old robe like a wizard and a broken Tongari hat. There is no cane, and a common cantera is hung on the waist.

"You're an idiot, you are. The essence of our wizards is to spin the story correctly. If you do that differently, and you only scrape and collect the parts that are convenient for you, you won't be as good as the advertised ones "

The boy spoke to Garving with a noisy voice, ignoring me.

"Wargreas, Waglareus! I'm Rob, you're good. Why not. Why don't I be impatient with the fire my teacher has asked for! I have wisdom there!"

Wargreas? One of the three great wizards? I saw it at the level of the big bones …………… What ’s the true appearance of the Moe character in that local city?

"You're too serious. Your teacher isn't always the right answer. I and Rob were less talented than you, but I noticed earlier."

"Do you have such a stupid thing!"

"It's always the world that has such a stupid thing. Friends."

I am ready to step on.

He aimed at the head that talks well and the boy holding it.

"Wargreas. Respect and warn you of the renowned great wizard. Throw away his neck or else he'll chop it together."

Garving can't be careless even if it's just his neck. If you don't stab them carefully, they will appear before me again.

At this time, my power is the power of this moment. I was lucky enough to be able to grab it now. I do not know if it will be usable again tomorrow. Therefore, we stop the sorrow of the retrospective here.

"I'm relieved, Gentiles. Garving has no power. The kid's delusion has already been cut off. What remains is the mucus of the charcoal."

Galving's neck has melted.

The muddy black liquid spills from Wargreas's hand.

"Sorry, my friend. You've been more beautiful than anyone who has sought the truth and explored. Such an end is an irony that you can't laugh at."

"Oh, Waglares. Why, I don't know. I don't know."

Garving mourns, despite being a black slime.

"Is it an Elf? You are a Heme? Why not understand why. Looking at the end of the world, looking into the abyss, gaining wisdom from an old tower, the star beast Why can't you understand the brain that has taken in, cursed, and even housed a snake, just a simple, my own wish, why did I seek, where to go, where to return ... …………… I don't know anything anymore ”

"It's because you're stubborn."

Wargreas simply answers.

Garving raised a drowning voice with gurgling,

"Teacher, sir, Earldi ... Serra, my beloved disciple. Why, in the end, only memories are like stars?"

Had disappeared.

One of the great wizards, Houma Galving, sank in the dusk and disappeared.

"End?"

"End"

Waglaas nodded and offered me a cantera.

"The fourth Gentile who responded to the guidance.

Receive Cantera.

It is a normal cantera that is nothing.

"A fourth person?"

"It's the fourth of the Gentiles who have heard their voices and visited this world who have reached this level."

"Was the Gentiles reaching other than me? What happened to their predecessors?"

I've never heard of it. Perhaps they died into the dungeon as if they were me.

"They have made their choice. It has nothing to do with you. You don't like it?-People who can't see their faces are squeezed behind."

"Does the wizard say that?"

"I say it because it's a magician."

A boy who couldn't eat anything.

"Come on, go to the sanctuary of the tower, in the center of the abandoned city. It's the end of our Gentile journey."

"No, even if I can go"

Watch the city at sunset.

It is refreshing where the center is. I want information.

"Wargreas, dude"

After a short look, there was no Wagreas.

Just as when she appeared, she was suddenly gone.

"Soya, analysis and restoration of the received information has been completed. Transfer to my hand "

"Hand?"

Gunmerry says something weird.

Speaking of the hand, there is nothing like Cantera ……………… I was so disguised that I didn't notice. This is not a normal cantera.

The cylindrical display glows.

The illuminated light made two eyes.

A small arm extends from the mini pot of A.I and salutes.

"Soya member, it's been a long time"