Kaiko Sareta Ankoku Heishi (30-dai) no Slow na Second Life

Zebiantes of "Hua Feng", one of the Four Heavenly Kings of the Demon King's Army.

She was already not the Four Heavens King and had been chased for that throne, but the person in question didn't particularly care.

She was a woman who did not confine herself to her position from the beginning.

For her, it's only worth what satisfies her interests.

Now that it has been rendered useless, it does not even hold its affiliation to live in the village of Lax and enjoy freedom.

It was not in the village of Lax that such Zebiantes now stepped down.

It was the entrance to the Mithril mine, which was slightly removed from it.

"Wow, wow, wow. ♪ Puffy, puffy, puffy, puffy ♪"

When I cast a spell, her figure scratches off like a summer and I can't see anything.

Magically hiding himself, Zebiantes enters the Mithril Pit.

Naturally there are numerous people around who work in the mines in various roles.

Some clerical work, some security adventurers to keep a clearer eye on intruders, but even those people never made a scene.

Zebiantes, the obvious outsider, wants to go into action without saying no.

Totally unresponsive.

It was a magical hidden effect.

A wizard with the finest wind attributes perfectly manipulates the surrounding air and also manipulates the sounds that transmit the air.

I can erase every sound that emanates from me. Even the sound of footsteps, breathing and heartbeats.

Not only that, you can manipulate the refractive index of air to hide even your appearance, but you can also diffuse body odor and scratch it off.

Someone once said, 'No one will notice if the wind man seriously tails you,' but just like that, no one who guards the Mithril mine noticed Zebiantes' intrusion.

And the knockers who work in the pit.

Undoubtedly, Zebiantes strokes Knocker's head.

"Heh!? Did someone stroke Ora's head?!?"

"Don't be silly, there's nobody here but the oras!?"

"Could it be a rumored ghost lately?!? A grudging spirit wandering in the pit?!?"

"Kuwabara Kuwabara!?"

"What a bummer! Oh, my God! My God! My God!

Scaring the knockers for a hoax, then Zebiantes goes further into the back.

Eventually, I came to what should be called the deepest part of the Mithrill Pit.

The pit is being dug forward by the knockers to reshape day and night.

So the deepest part varies depending on the day, but roughly if I went to the back, they would find me on their own.

Zebiantes revealed himself by unraveling all the concealed shapes caused by air manipulation.

The knockers rarely come in as far back as this, so it's not particularly problematic in terms of being conceited.

"Olar! Just open the entrance!!"

Zebiantes, kick the end of the pit.

"I'm here to do this! It's manners that greet you with all your hands up!!"

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

There is an echo in the pit.

The repercussions ran out and the moment I thought the silence had finally returned.

Now the dodo..., the ground sounds ringing, the back of the pit, the end-of-the-life walls thrive...

Something huge, like a person's face, came up.

The size of the face is as large as the total length of the adult's back, and the total area is relatively large.

How weird would it be if a face bigger than my body appeared forward?

But Zebiantes is not afraid for a moment and says it off to his huge face.

"Don't make me wait! Take this Zebiantes! Take me to the back!!"

'Yes, yes, this man's child doesn't scare me. No greetings in the first place or turn to this me......!

The floating face disappeared again, followed by a new passage at the deepest end of the pit, which should have been the end of the line.

As if an invisible door had opened.

The knockers also open a passage that they should not have dug into yet. Behind him Zebiantes went without hesitation.

"... Gu, this aisle feels weird no matter how many times you go through it. I'm gonna throw up."

"I don't know what else to do. Because of the passage that isolates the dimension. You're a decent creature. You're gonna have a lot of work to do. '

Zebiantes, proceed through the aisle.

Eventually the space opened up like a narrow tunnel and suddenly went out into a wide area.

There was no way behind her. It's like you've been creeping through a phantom tunnel.

Given the journey this far, this is further behind the Mithril Pit. It should be far below ground depth.

However, there is no such impression at all, and there is no fine dust such as breathlessness in the basement.

It was a spacious space, with columns lining the left and right, somewhere indoors.

Like a stone temple.

However, this space is filled with breathlessness that is different from underground.

"... the same beast."

As Zebiantes complained, this space was full of unseen differences.

Heartburning odor.

The smell of blood and sweat emitted by life, dozens of times more intense and wild than man's smell, pervades the entire temple.

"It's hard to get rid of this smell every time! It's not even going to flow after a single bath! It's something you can't handle!?"

"This is the space created for him. It must be natural for him to smell like that."

"Still, we should do something about it! My old daughter said," Don't you smell like you? You should see the spiciness they say!! "

"Who's the daughter of my age?

Gran Boy is also six years old yesterday.

Zebiantes has also been well past his mid-twenties, a year fit that he can't even say 'lady' in flattery.

It sounds good to say that you have been equipped with adult colour, but surely youthfulness is fading.

'Well, you can clean up your problem. She'll be waiting for you more than that. "

"That's what it is! I'm a good friend to Lady!

The voice of someone who has been in conversation with Zebiantes for some time now is no different than the voice of a giant face that emerged in the back of the mine.

It would undoubtedly be the presence of that feat that invited Zebiantes and moved him to this different space.

But in the different spaces you're traveling to, you don't even know where you're calling Zebiantes from without bringing up that grim giant face.

As we go along, the beast odor increases in intensity and becomes so nauseating for ordinary people.

"It's unbearable. The wind is spreading the smell."

Zebiantes was the wind wizard who played his part.

Eventually we got to the deepest part and got into Zebiantes' sight......

"Oh, Lady's doing her best today."

Brave Lady.

I challenged the Demon King and here she was, who was supposed to have gone unknown as it was.

deeper into the Mithril Mine......, at the deepest of an incredible space that should be, but I can't say for sure.

Besides, Lady wasn't the only one there.

Something huge was hitting Lady.

Its body was large, far larger than bears, elephants, etc., and was also comparable in size to the most terrible Flaming Warcraft Salamandra and Wind Warcraft Windra.

So huge of a swollen...... beast.

The source of the beast odor that could stand all over the temple, and Lady was playing a death fight.

The shape of that beast is...... probably wolf.

Much bigger and madder than a genuine wolf, but it belonged to a solid standing limb, a stripped fang, and exactly a wolf.

The wolf's name is Fenrill the Polar Warcraft.

It was the fifth warcraft never recorded in the inheritance.