Ihoujin, Dungeon ni Moguru

[03]

With a huge white spire, the city is a territory ruled by Erysion's border uncles.

The main products are monster materials that inhabit the tower and ancient relics.“Adventurer's fame” and “Dungeon-grown pig” are still far away.

The impression is different between the outside and inside.

The impression of his adventurer was different when he went inside.In a way worse than I thought.

The Border Guard is too powerful, and the Adventurers' Union is nothing but a name.After all, it gives me the magic of regeneration, but the union's work is over.I don't even offer good offices.

It is the opinion of the frontier uncle to do it freely.

There are even rules for mercenaries who are desolate and snatchy.Hunters, nature, kings, soldiers, war.But adventurers have no rules.

Originally, the Border Master, who should make the rules and control them, has been confined to the castle for the past 20 years and has been heating up suspicious research.

Without rules, people are beasts.

The rule of the beast is to eat weak meat.

On his first adventure, he had painful eyes.Returning exhausted from unfamiliar dungeon exploration, 15 adventurers attacked him.

Valsina was grabbed and badly wounded, and he was stripped and thrown into the waterway.

A beast named Tommerange and whores can help him.

I asked about the adventurer's whereabouts and borrowed a knife from Toto and went for revenge in half a day.

Of the 15, 8 were killed by Valsina.The remaining seven were killed by a big man with a big axe and a haircut like a bird in the morning.

The name of the eldest man is Rasta al Razva.

An adventurer named after the descendants of a famous pioneer.

"Why did you save Valsina?"

"That was beautiful.I'd love to spend the night with you! "

"It's expensive."

Rasta wanted Valsina's body without any evil.

In contrast, the leaning beauty replies “apparently”.

"Fine, if you gave me this country."

"That's expensive! Ha-ha-ha!"

Rasta smiled for some reason.

Later, Rasta and I face each other on an adventurous basis.Rasta's familiar knowledge of adventure became very difficult to study.But I didn't trust him.

Drinking and laughing casually did not earnestly trust me.Valcina also respected his opinion and prevented him from going deeper into Rasta.

One day, Rasta introduced his people to him and Valcina.

Rasta seems to have hidden his people.

"The adventurer is most dangerous to return to.It's only natural to leave it to a trusted ally.Besides, even if you add it to your buddies, you have to match the hierarchy. "

There are three members of the party.

Elf Swordsman, Melm.

Elf Wizard, Alma.

Lemria, Rasta's cousin.

Remlia stepped forward and told him.

"I am the leader of this party.A mercenary rising swordsman and a worthy beastwoman.They're both Rasta's admitted talents.Welcome. Let's leave a name together. "

He turned down and went home.

But Valsina persuaded me to join the Remlia party at the inn all night.Remember to leave as soon as there is a problem.

There was a problem right away.

Melm and he didn't fit so well as to die.

First, I rubbed it with my name.

At that time, he learns that 'Medim' is the name of the elf.

Next up, woman.

Rabbit and horn melm were feminine.Beginning with Toto, Merm was saying hello to Valsina and all the women he knew.The woman Merm couldn't get rid of was completely resentful because she was generally close to him.

Then I rubbed it with a sword.

When I made a light match between the best swordsmen at the party, they killed each other.Valcina and Rasta laughed and stood up. Remlia didn't stop with all her might, but she was finally blown away by Alma's magic.

It was over, but soon they started quarrelling.

"I'm stronger than Medim."

"No, Melm, I'm stronger."

"If my sister hadn't shot the magic, your neck would have flew."

No, I was flying.

My sword is faster.

My sword is faster.

"I'm sharper, heavier."

"No, it's light. You're just fast."

"You admitted I was faster!"

"You admitted I was sharper and heavier!"

"............ I'm more beautiful!"

You've distracted me. I won! "

"Draw your sword."

"Superior."

Remlia and Alma stopped the two men who had drawn their swords.

"Cut it out! I broke Abara's clavicle in your fight! Reflect!"

"Niisan, stop it!You're an adult! Don't hang out with your children because of your habits! "

He was treated as a child by an elf woman who had an embarrassing partner and was a little concerned, and he was greatly injured.

Honestly, it was on Mermu's sword at first sight.

Remlia and Rasta are strong, but their strength is not only the strength of the sword.

Remlia's vast knowledge and the sheer size of his military eyes, which allows him to read the battle conditions, are strengths.

Rasta has a wealth of magic and connections that don't suit a blessed body.

But Melm is purely swordsmanship.I survived everything with my sword skills alone.I got into a fight because I realized it was too much trouble.

Melm's swordsmanship is a finished sword that he feels "like this”.

I get angry.

So he waves his sword.

Chase them. I will definitely follow them and wave my sword with my friends.

A year has passed.

There was a big fight, but the party adventure went well at that time.

The current trespass hierarchy is eighteen levels.

In front of the nineteenth hierarchy, Remlia paused the adventure, saying, "Something bothers me."

It's not unusual. Remlia always buys information from somewhere in the hierarchy to create a detailed adventure schedule.

If Lemria had not been the leader, the party would not have proceeded without sacrifice.

He realizes something.

Remlia is unusually afraid of losing her companions.

Was it because I was in a dry relationship called a mercenary?I am not convinced by the words "companionship”.He felt something sick.

Adventures are going well, but there are many problems.

The biggest problem is the border of this country.

As the party stood out, I began to bump into it.At one point, all the materials acquired in the hierarchy were collected, at one point the hierarchy was sealed off for unknown reasons, and now it is subject to high taxes as a special tax.

Remlia took care of the gold problem.

I'm sure you're struggling behind the scenes, but as promised in the beginning, everyone at the party gets more rewards every time they attack the hierarchy.

One adventure now rewards a mercenary for a year.

Yes, money is not a problem.

The problem arose when I saw the border master.

Border Uncle was wearing a beautiful boy.I thought you were such a pervert, but I sent a disgusting look at Valcina and whispered to her knight.

The Knight

"How much is that beast?"

And, well, Gorotsuki used to say the dialog.

In response, Valsina said, as usual, "One country."This was not good. With disrespect, the knight beat Valcina until she fainted with the sheath of a sword.

If Rasta and Remlia hadn't held back, he and Melm would have been slashed by the knights.

In the end, Lemria was put in jail in a responsible manner, and the story ended once.

Three days later, Lemria comes out of jail a little skinny.

Say to your friends, "It's okay."

I only said to him, "The next time I am summoned, I will kill the Border Guard."

Remlia said she'd do it.The impossible is a man who doesn't talk.

Then he understood.

Killing knights is your job.

That's how he walks the city in his adventure.The aim is to test it. I've only slashed monsters lately.He fights with city thugs and adventurers, but he's unarmed. No killing.

"We sell our names as adventurers.No unnecessary killing. I don't need notoriety. "

What more do you say to the boy who was called a ghost and became a mercenary?

But the infamy cannot cross the sea.

I'm an adventurer now. I'll do it like that.

Change into cheap clothing and put on a worn-out hooded cloak.Hang a fine sword on your hips and walk in the alley to catch funny criminals.

They are usually different in colour from those who are fighting each other.These are territorially conscious beasts.Kill and steal those who enter our territory.Or take the roots alive.They're too accustomed to killing to go to the sun.

"Come on."

With one sword, he knocks down countless blades without killing anyone.

This is difficult inside. The more murderous he is, the more forgotten he is.In order to fight these people without killing them, we need to be aware of the skills on the far side.

I knew I could learn if I tied them up.

It was just a discovery.

But I found another one.

"Oh, there's the boy. Don't smell funny.Dark, dark, old beast smell. "

He met a talking black cat.