It Seems I Came to Another World, Now What Should I Do

Grains of light gradually swirl and gather in the center of the room, releasing them all bright, scattering like fluorescent. I turned away from the light intensity for a moment, but beyond that...

"Pen?"

With no one, blushing and squeaking. One thick feather pen of unknown material had fallen. It is exquisitely carved above the handles and its feathers shine slightly rainbow, even though they are white. One silver plate falls next to it.

"Don't you have artifacts..."

A word, whisper it out to leak, and the chat approaches. I tried to tell him that there was a trap at stake, but I just took it in my hand before that. Read up on the little silver plate that was falling with you.

"Infinite pen...... yes it is. Unlimited letters can be written and the tip of the pen does not wear out...... And we can wipe out any place we want until two days."

It sounds plain to hear for a moment......

"If you're a civilian, kill your parents, but you're going to want them..."

Tiana tells in amazement. Yes, the written circumstances in this world are bad. If I write a few letters about a feather pen, I have to dip it in the ink, and the tip wears off. Writing equipment is the most inefficient part of paperwork. Honestly, it comes with a willingness to kill. However, the technical level is not developed enough to develop a fountain pen.

Besides, it is very good that the letters can be erased...

"Two days is a long time. If you sign a contract and it's erased, you can't even see it."

Yes, it is a bit likely to be used for scams and it is a scary dish. But it would be a wonderful delicacy for a believable human being.

"It's a shallow layer that doesn't come, and I didn't think there would be useful artifacts that didn't come."

Chat squeaks with a feverish, slightly glossy voice. I guess I'm more than happy.

"It's a little early to say we've got some good stuff, but should we have dinner and go to bed? Let's do our best tomorrow."

Saying so creates a relieved atmosphere. I can't fit in, I go back to the aisle in front of the room where the goblins left off, and I start cooking meals. I'm afraid of lipop, so I want to sleep in the least dangerous place. I decided to make and distribute a soup thickened with flour based on the currently adjusting 'Lisatia' shaped salted meat. I made it with less salt from the traditional salted meat to the calf, so I can still manage to eat it as it is. Probably close to combeaf for the taste. It also boosts everyone's morale in warm dishes that last two meals. After that, I asked the scouts for a night shift and went to sleep.

I woke up on the morning of July 26th with a smartphone alarm. It's much brighter, and it loses the sense of time. Everyone wakes up asleep, so I think at least I'll make a tarai and clean my body in order behind the clashes. I thought the bath was heavy on the boulder. Dungeon bath, only sounds appealing, but I wonder if there's any particular flair for taking a bath while looking at the wall.

Finish your breakfast with the same soup and portable meal as yesterday's noon, and when you've had enough breaks, proceed back carefully. If it's lipop, we'll move on thinking it's time, but we'll even get to the Auga room. If it was twenty-four hours of gushing or something, I don't like it......

"Well, let's move on"

Retighten the atmosphere, which began to gently relax, and move on. Also, walking the same distance, I feel signs......

"This is... What the hell... But there's a big sign."

Mm-hmm. What is it? I feel a lot bigger than an ogre. In close proximity with caution, in the middle of the room, a creature wrapped around a tunnel......

"A person's... body, is it a snake..."

Rossa groans a little scared. I wonder if that's Lamia. There's a mermaid, so it's not weird to have Lamia. It's not weird...

"Beware of the snake's body, even the little snake easily crushes the bones of more creatures than his own. Ten meters makes it easy to strangle and kill humans. Even the constant sightings exceed ten meters. If you get caught up in this by yourself, you'll die regardless of the heavy duty... that. In that case, I would intervene by magic, but I want the three of them to be absolutely dense and able to withstand even if they get wrapped up. After that, you don't have to think about the attack. I mean, it's supposed to be a chunk of muscle, so beating it with a blunt instrument is just a hit. Fia wants me to be aggressive when I find a gap because I'll tow it. When the movement stops, Rossa wants to shoot and end it. Lot and Tiana make sure they know what's going on back and forth. I can't deal with it when there's something more. Brew will never come forward."

When you tell them that, they all snort with a serious face. Slowly approaching the room, you notice this one, raising your torso so so that Ramia brings a sickle, unwrapping the serpent and raising a voice of intimidation. When the group leaves a long time ago, without warning, the tail is shaken with great momentum. The tail, shaken by the momentum with which the remnants are likely to remain, sounds like a slap of a chunk of iron in a round too the moment it hits the three shields with 'rigidity'. That's the momentum those three can take. If it hit me or the fia, it would be a general fracture hit somewhere.

"Ohhhhh!!

While concentrating on the tail side, he thrusts the spear in a tearing mood, but is lukewarm and each one wields a knife-like nail. It was a serious poke, not to mention the degree to which I couldn't get out of shape, but I didn't know I could avoid it so beautifully. A quietly sticking fiir on the back waved his sword, but only a few shallow scratches were carved. Can't you say this is training or something...

"Tiana!! Grave, throw it!!

When I scream, Tiana hurries to throw Grave nearby. I creep closer as I push my spear out with restraint to the teasing rolling Grave. Meanwhile, the tail side is still playing the beating sound of the beating. Throw the spear backwards and the moment you grab Grave, turn the hover into a fully open that you can stand and stick it out at once. I was going to move loosely around the center, but even though it was unintentional, I was slightly shifted and stayed around piercing my right shoulder. At that moment, he shouts a roaring golden cut all over the room, more like a catapult than a loud tail whip toward this one. He kicks a place like his abdomen, pulls through Grave, and flees sideways with a hover without thinking about landing like that. I managed to stop as I crawled on all fours, scraping the soles of my shoes as I had to be on the ground, but Lamia's red eyes sparkle in wrath, capturing this one as a target.

"Fia!!

A chance of a thousand encounters and a voice to the fia. But I beat my tail to the ground, and I blow it off and run. Re-division or... No, I got a hand injury. Poor quality. It was the moment to rearrange the formation and move forward. The moment I thought I hit the three of them on the root side of my tail, I roll all the way around. The tail wraps around in a tummy shape as if to see some kind of early spin, tightening with a spiral motion. From the inside, the bitter sound of three heavily loaded people.

I, big hover, fly off and blow straight in front of Lamia. I got a look like I was being blanketed by an unexpected behavior, but whether my anger had rekindled, I spread those hands like a big hug.

"Rossa ah!!

Screaming, he sprays the hover on the side again so he can play. Special attack? There's no reason for that. My purpose is to hide the person's sight. The incarnation of anger that hurt the one you loved pulls the trigger as you watched the movement calmly as you accumulated impatience and anger for a long time. The demon arrow released at that moment pierces Lamia's chest to be sucked in. Lamia falls to lean back on the stabbed impact and remains relaxed. The tail, which was tightened tightly, also loosens as it shifts. Are we done...? The moment I thought so, the figure disappeared to blur.