Invincible Saint ~Salaryman, the Path I Walk to Survive in This Other World~

"Good health. Good magic. Good equipment."

I've always done magic exercises, done breakfast and that, and then I was in the mood.

The undead labyrinth (tentative) I named stinks.

I've been thinking about it ever since, in fact, how few demons could endure stinking smells like me and be able to explore?

If this is the business that all the newcomers have done, I wonder if they will get some extravagant prizes once they have all clicked in the shortest possible time.

Just thinking about it made me excited, albeit just an aspiration, and I woke up earlier than usual.

Yesterday, out of about 90,000 P I saved in ten days thinking it would be better to have more bills, I used 50,000 P to buy a holy silver bow and twenty silver arrows that aren't very good and stick them in a magic bag.

Currently, my magic bag contains the magically easy sword (Luciel has not noticed, but the sword of Mithrill) and the one-handed sword of Sacred Silver, the short spear of Sacred Silver, the four barrels of Object X, and an arrow barrel containing the Sacred Silver Bow and Silver Arrow.

"All you have to do is stick this lunch in and you're full. I don't know how much something with more capacity than this would cost if I got paid, but I'd like to get a new one. So do you want to go"

I set foot in the Undead Labyrinth.

In one hierarchy, after a 10- to 20-minute exploration of the physical sensation, he entered a break once in front of the ten-story boss room.

"I don't know, Mr. Jolt said it was a group, depending on the amount of enemies. Let's first unleash purifying magic and gradually defeat them with swords and spears when we defeat them. Use purifying magic again when it becomes dangerous. Yeah, it's simple, but it's solo, so this is fine."

It's a hallucination anyway, and this labyrinth (tentative) is a rookie training center anyway.

So I licked the boss room, and once I put my ear to the boss room before I went in. But there's no way the noise sounds.

"Who's putting out demons and stuff like this? Oh, for the sake of the economy, would you like to have a drink?"

I get the barrel out, drink Object X, and get in the mood.

"But it's really amazing that even demons and undead get away with it. Object x. And you're hallucinating, but you don't hammer the quality of the people who make hallucinating demons that deal with this smell. Now, do you want to go"

On the tenth floor, when I open the door to this boss room, I will know the true horror of the demon.

It sounds like it opened a door of giddy and rusty iron. Looking inside without worrying, it was dark inside.

"I don't need a performance like this."

I'll set up my weapon and move inside. Then, suddenly, the door closed with great momentum with Byrne.

I just never took my gaze off my sight, assuming this development.

The dimly lit room closed the door, while the lights appeared as bright as the previous labyrinth.

"Oh, come on, these numbers are just unexpected."

As far as I could tell, it was a bunch of demons.

The boss room was roughly thirty meters wide, in which the zombies, skeleton nights, archers and ghosts appeared with will-ow-whispers and all the enemies they had ever fought.

But if that's all, it wasn't a big deal.

I didn't mean to be alarmed, but because I didn't feel any signs either, I was left and right 180 ° centered forward with the door completely behind me, ghosted over and overflowing with fireballs, but still just surrounded.

I was in a hurry, but it wasn't a big deal, I was in a hurry so far, but I should have managed enough.

I immediately pulled myself together and chanted purifying magic.

"Hands of the holy healing, breath of the Mother earth, restore the unclean beings to the path of their original steps, which, if you will, will not be an obstacle to us and to us. Purifications."

but nothing happened.

On the contrary, "No sense of magic loss?" This thing clapped at the confusion.

No matter how many undead demons you are, you launched a total attack on me.

For the first time in my life, I came to this world with a pinch of absolute destiny.

Swing through magic on the sword and spear in both hands. There is no mould or anything.

I want you to think about it. Until now, we have defeated the few with weapons and fought with purifying magic against the masses.

That's what pushes me forward, backward, left, right, and from the sky toward me where there's no magic. Exactly. This was too scary even in hallucinations.

"Fuck, fuck, don't come"

I wield my sword and spear desperately, as a child squeezes waste.

"Is this just a magic sealed room? Damn, you don't want to give me that fancy prize. But it's all in my heart. I am neither the protagonist nor the genius of the story. I didn't get enough information. I totally deserve it. You were weak. What did you say? Tick-tock."

I desperately defeat the demon with a weapon in my hands, loathing the breadth of my confidence.

"Chi, it hurts even though I'm hallucinating. Is this the hallucinogenic pain of a different world version? Ouch, who!! You scratched me... you say it hurts, it hurts. Don't bite. I'm already mad at you."

I ran out, wielding magic on my sword and spear.

I couldn't win unharmed. But instructor Brodo's workout hurts more, and I've always been scared.

You wave your sword, you get attacked with a "say" lance, "sweet wow." Little by little I reduce the number of enemies.

(Is this the boss stage? If this were real, my knee would laugh with fear, and I would have packed it.

Luciel doesn't think this is real, he clears the boss room so it doesn't go over the game and GET the luxury prize. Turning such aspirations into power, he concentrated on the enemy in front of him and swung his arms around his hands.

I didn't know how long it had passed. All of the attacks suffered, thanks to excellent protective equipment, were mild, albeit scratched everywhere.

Whether the enemy was knocking them down or knocking them down, the number never dropped as if they were gushing. Still desperately running and knocking them out so they don't get surrounded creates space and runs.

Isn't this infinite? The demon stone covered the entire ground when he defeated all the undead he thought he was.

"Ha-ha-ha."

I was tired of standing.

Health and magic were close to their limits. Now tell Instructor Brodo, "Run! If you were ordered to, you would run, but if you run a little, you will definitely fall to the front, that was the state.

"Still, you're thankful that instructor Brodo was letting you master. Now, it's a hassle, but pick up the demon stone, and when you get out of here, do your healing magic...?!

I had a bad feeling, flying forward and spinning. Then, Dwo-on and something awesome fell where I was.

I looked up from the ceiling feeling terribly murderous and unprecedented.

"Dude, wasn't that the boss fight earlier? Is that such a fancy perk? Is Healer Guild HQ a surprise ass? Or... I guess I'm just weak..."

What showed up was an undead in a bright white coat with an expensive looking cane that was enclosed with tremendous magic. It wore a crown, too.

"Whoa. Why, Wight? Fantasy classic is Rais or something!!

I don't know if that word bothered you, but at the next moment, magic gathered all at once on the wand, feeling elevated, and at the same time a black light was emitted from Wight.

The speed of black light is clearly not the same level as previous enemies... no, it was too different.

At such an unexpected rate, I couldn't avoid it and plundered a little into my right thigh. Yes... a burning pain just plundered through my body.

"Kuh. [Holy healer, healed his with my magic as food] Damn it, why isn't my magic activated? You're too cowardly to have a magical bondage just over here."

Yes. My magic didn't work.

"Complete the boss stage and die until you get a bonus."

I was no longer completely confused, and the salaried prizes and the boss room clearance prizes were messed up.

I cast all my magic on Lance toward Wight trying to unleash dark magic.

Then without releasing the magic, Wight escaped greatly. I didn't even like to get close, he looked like he was saying he was scared.

As soon as I saw it, I decided to make a big bet.