Jui-san no Oshigoto in Isekai

I see each other - can you say that?

I'm pretty sure Hydra doesn't have eyeballs anymore, but I'm pretty sure she noticed this one.

But that's all. I'm not doing anything.

It looks somewhat different from the natural ghoulisation where the body rots, becomes ferocious and comes under attack.

"Hey, could that still be" alive "...?

"Hmm, looks like he's breathing, and he's alive, isn't he? And it doesn't smell like ghoul."

…… It's more like a corpse than a ghoul. "

This Hydra might still have been more natural if it had been a gourmet with a rotten odor.

Only the scales were still beautiful, but the serpent-specific streamline collapsed, and the body was as irregular as a rainy muddy road.

Only one head shows a slight live heartbeat.

All the rest of my head is submerged in the water, swollen like a dead body in water.

That looks like a completely dead part over there. Some of the meat is crumbling and bones are visible.

"I don't have eyes, and I don't have a tongue left that I can get out like a snake. My body is a spill even though my guts don't look as rotten as the ghouls have ever been. I'm self-digesting and maintaining the minimum because I can't get nourished... but should I take it? I've never seen an organism in this state before, but it seems like it's the limit to maintaining your body anymore."

Sometimes creatures digest themselves to maintain a minimum of nourishment when they are hungry, called autofuzzy.

If this works badly, it can cause muscle diseases like muscular dystrophy, but maybe that's why the body surface abnormalities are.

Is the eye or tongue abnormality due to weakness and reduced immunity?

"So, but the Hydra crusade was over a hundred years ago, right? Can that Hydra live without food?

"Bugs like snakes don't regulate body temperature because they say they're warm animals. People and dogs and such try to raise and lower their body temperatures and keep their body temperatures constant, but I use about 70-80% of the rice I eat to regulate that. So snakes that don't do it are resistant to hunger strikes, and they can hibernate. If it was this big, the storage would have been huge. Well, I guess people dived here regularly."

Maybe the dragon has some excellent means of saving energy, such as hibernation, as there are many stories of dragons waking up after a long sleep.

I guess I was just waiting in that state and catching the occasional visiting burglar would have clouded my nutrition.

However, as the legend deteriorated, so did the burglars, and it seemed most natural to see this as possible after the “bait” was reduced and gradually weakened.

"How could Hydra not have gone outside?

"You said Doni's ancestors poured oil into the cave and set it on fire. Maybe that's what caused it."

Hydra is not so resistant to fire.

So, as we used to talk about, there was no exit when they poured oil into the cave, and we would have had to run back to escape the fire.

But the fire burned all over the earth because of the oil.

No matter how strong the scales are, Hydra is an organism.

There was no way to turn it into a toxic gas such as carbon monoxide in smoke. It's possible that Hydra took that kind of damage, just as some people get hit in the brain with hypoxia and become crippled.

If you can't move, you're right. I wouldn't have been able to feed you properly either.

Compared to the end of the dragon breed, which has a spectacular death battle with the brave in numerous legends, it must be a shame.

"Dear Windmaker, what can I do for you?

"Don't you know Liz and Glenn better than to ask me?

"No way. What kind of dragon species do soldiers see there? What you know is no different than what Singo knows."

"Oh well. Well, then, Hydra also has poison braces, and if you do something directly, you're in danger of ghoulisation. If there is, and I don't want to go near it, I want to process it."

At a time like this, it's about RPG going into battle because you run into a boss monster.

But in reality, you don't have to bother cutting the front and fighting.

Rather, the main point is how well you frame them, how little effort you use to bury your enemies. At least that's what the wind saw thought.

Seeing patterns of bosses at the deepest end of these caves and at the top of towers makes me think the wind gaze is one way to take it, isn't it?

Namely:

"Can't we blow it up?

"Yes?

I felt it was better to bury the rubble than to wave a sword about a boss sitting in a troublesome place, but Chloe didn't have that idea.

But this is how the demolition of the building is criticized.

"It is inexpensive, easy and can be dismantled in a short period of time without labor costs", he said.

I think it's a really good advantage.

I hear Hydra is half strong. Plus I'm scared of ranged attacks.

Ghoulding is also a concern if it is fought back and touched. There is also a risk of collapse when it is rammed up.

If so -.

If you bombed it first and buried it alive, it was the idea of the wind to see that it would be 'easy with less effort and can be destroyed in a short time without manpower'.

but when I explained to Chloe, the decent face stained the color of confusion.

"I thought it would be the easiest course to bury alive from the bombing, but I guess not."

"Mm, do you say you can't, you know..."

Dragons don't know if it's a fluke or a circumstance impossible to fight with swords and magic, but Chloe is shaking her head anyway.

He shook his head so hard that he didn't like it.

On the other hand, Glenn glanced at Liz as he was convinced to be.

"Isn't it possible if Lord Commander is to the extent of causing a downfall?

"That's easy for you to say. It's that far away, and it's a wide range. I have a lot of work to do if I want to wake you up."

"Can't you?

It was Liz exhaling disgustingly, but when the wind says it, she stares back quietly.

Her expression ran out of color.

I'm not saying I don't like it, I'm not saying it's good. I'm just staring.

And she lay her hands on the Sabel pattern, which was only silent for a while.

"Well, if Singo orders you to do so, I will. Glenn, Cloth"

I don't have time to wonder what you're willing to do.

She cut like a wrist-cut with a blade she pulled out as she turned her left sleeve.

"Wow, what are you doing!?

"Hmm, what did Singo tell you to do?

"I didn't say it, I didn't say it. I just checked to see if I could!

"I thought I could. I'll send it to you right now with the bleeding service."

There was no slight appearance of the wound hurting as much as what Liz had reacted to.

I can even afford to make jokes.

But I can't laugh at the wind. There was no way I could laugh in front of you like blood was pounding.

He hands to see the wound, but he has no choice but to shut up because he can only be kept away from Liz like he's an extra care.

Liz, who received a cloth cut from Glenn, takes the overflowing blood with it.

That seemed to stain the cloth with deliberate blood instead of holding it down to stop the bleeding.

When one side of the cloth is red and damp, she offers Chloe her arm.

"Chloe, I need your help."

"Ah... Ha, ha!

Chloe also forgot to act on a sudden act of self-harm, but responds hastily.

She healed the wound by chanting the law when she wounded the drug like one day.

Unlike the chosen wounds of those bitten by Joseph, the lacerations did not leave any traces in no time, either because the damaged area was small.

"Now Singo, now it's your turn. I want this piece of cloth shot towards the ceiling just above Hydra."

"... Is this the one I've heard before that blood will be a booster to the law?

"Yes, we need to catalyze the blood of skilled people in order to activate remotely or deal with massive laws"

Liz handed me the cloth bracketed in an arrow about the wind that would cloud her face if she told me so beforehand.

"... let me know before you do this next time, okay? I didn't even know about this one yet."

"Right. I'll be careful what you say."

... I can't help but tease them already.

The wind gaze receives an arrow to determine the distance.

The cave walls are a mixture of rock and earth, so if you aim properly, you should stab them.

Stretch out the string thoroughly and gently release your finger from the string the moment you were able to control the tremor of the pusher as well.

At this point, proof that the futile recoil did not return to the body was well fired. Pan, and the string returns almost no sound left.

Remainder where you say in the bow. Keep following through when you say it in archery and look at where the arrows are going.

The cloth weighed about 30 meters, but the target was at a distance. I won't even remove the apple I was after for this.

He made a gasp out of it, and the arrow pierced the dirt.

Even if you admit it, Liz's spirit runs.

"-Eu escrevo isto Broto Innumerably"

Countless shots. That's Liz's order.

The illusion of tea blossoms all the way around the arrow as it responds, engraving a three-dimensional character into the universe.

Shortly afterwards, a mass of soil about a bowling ball is knocked off from the numbing ceiling and ejected one after the other.

The underground lake had blistered as if it were under ship artillery fire, and the ceiling had developed to a downfall because of the sudden loss of massive amounts of dirt and sand.

"Oh, hey, Liz...? Are we okay with this...?

"Don't worry, that's all I'm calculating. I don't know."

"I thought so!

Scream the Great Falls by soil and rock in front of you.

There's no way this Liz would bother with physical arithmetic. I mean, I can't imagine it calculating.

I tried to shake and protest when I was cranky, but her thin and laughing couldn't have melted.

In the meantime, "Fair enough. Because it's still sound safe here," Nola follows.

Apparently, there were safety elements like that as well as surveying.

Doya? And I gave it back to Liz, who smiles hatefully again, with a direct anger smile from the maid.

and the sound sounds heavily quiet as I do so.

The basement lake had completely disappeared and the ceiling had widened in a sliding bowl.

The cockerel that was growing on the ceiling has also fallen, and the field of view is darker.

"Captain Liz, there's no sign you're about to collapse anymore. I can't feel any other noise."

Nora's ears, which are wear bunnies, are sharper than anyone else's.

Liz glances at the wind when she receives a "well."

"That's right. Singo, what do we do now? You would have let Todome, and you'd cut and open Hydra again?

"They're dragon breeds, aren't they? I don't want to be alarmed, so let's just leave it like this. Why don't we just make sure there's an entrance and exit first from here, and then we can seal it off?

"Right. Let's just cut it up around here today, and let's just say we'll do the aftertreatment again."

Glenn and Nora, plus another knight walking first to see if there's anything unusual on the ground.

Fortunately, unlike the ground after the landslide, the soil is stiff and never sinks in.

It was more like walking upstream of a river where large rocks rolled because it felt like large chunks had fallen innumerably.

and then.

Liz suddenly held back her hand going sideways as she advanced some legs to follow the three avant-garde men.

"What's up?

"Looks like we've got a lot of noise and a welcome coming."

"Welcome?"

When I twisted my neck without knowing why, I pulled out my sword.

That's not just Liz or Glenn. It also comes from the location where the underground lake was located.

A shadow crawled out of between a lot of chopping rock monuments. And not one or two, but countless.

As soon as I stared, I knew. They all whiteboned -

"Is he a skeleton?

"Discover. I hear not only the strong Hydra exorcist, but the guy who went in to steal it, is one of you. No, counting is a hundred million."

The number of sloppy appearances exceeds twenty.

The skeletons looked fragmented except for the fact that they were white bone bodies as they were in their lifetime costumes and gear.

The scores range from swords to spears and bows.

Few bodies are satisfied because of the fall, but they can still stand and walk.

I can't see that in the wind. It also looked like a marionette manipulated by something.