Kokugensou wo Item Cheat de Ikinuku

Episode 59: Sword of Neutrality

"I kind of feel better than before, Atashi."

With the magic of Oracle, an enchanted sacubus that breathed fine, Kaara instantly went full speed.

There are no wounds or signs so deep.

"Well, I'm already out of my mind. Takel accumulates too much of anything. I was surprised and wondered if my hips would fall out, like the amount that would exceed my three hundred year assumptions. If you don't pull it out regularly, it's bad for you!

"Why am I so angry..."

I feel like crying now.

"I think I'm going to rip you off with my belly, Takel's precision. Perhaps now we can use the power of the Immortal King."

"That kind of thing, don't say anything that doesn't sound right!

Oracle, laughing cheerfully with Woof, picked up a string that had fallen on the floor and shrugged her white hair back into the twin tails.

How can that trick look glossy when it doesn't change at all from the previous Oracle?

"Don't worry, I'm not like that little girl, so I won't let you blow Takel's inconvenience."

"That's, seriously, please..."

If I was known around Leah, I'd be horrified just to think about what they'd say.

There is also the possibility of being able to exercise strength.

I can't help but think it's over.

I'm afraid something will collapse more chain than that, I want you to decide that there was nothing.

"Well, what do we do, Takel? Do you want to be the Demon King after this?

"Ha..."

I can't keep up with my thoughts, so stop messing around.

My hit point is endlessly close to zero.

"Seriously, you can't face a young sword of light and darkness like Fried with a single sword of light."

"Well, that's true. I don't want to implant the Demon King's nucleus in my body."

It's like that red and black hook ball, blah, blah, blah. It's disgusting.

That's in the body of a zombie baron or something, don't put that on well.

"Fried, because he is the descendant of man created by Arthama, only unusually used his power by taking in the nucleus without becoming a decent demon king. Takel was not created by Arthama, so he could be a demon king."

"How did you know I was a different person?"

Leah's the only one who should know, but how come Oracle knows that, too?

"I don't know much about different worlds, but I can smell that they're not human descendants created by Arthama. The magic flow of Takel's body is not as neat as it was created by Arthama"

Smell it again.

It's convenient to have a good nose.

"It's somewhat dangerous. The only way to gain new power is now when an unusual amount of precision is gaining in the body of the eagle"

"Wait a minute, I'm a brave man all of a sudden, even if I'm going to be a demon king."

Well, Kaara has sparkling eyes on her expectations.

If I don't talk to Leah, there will be an intention on the part of Arthama Church Side, and I don't think it's a good idea.

"I don't mind talking to you, but at a stage where Fried is being bravely demonized, if you can do something about it with Arthama Church, talk about it."

"Oh, I see"

So is that, Arthama Church is too liberal and on a questionable level for it to function properly.

No way, I'd be vain to say it.

When I talked to Leah about it, she told me to meditate on my eyes, even if I became the Demon King.

"No, what I talked to you about, but you can't be a brave, demon king"

"Anyway, Brave Freed feels like there's no need, so Arthama should want Takel to stop it."

I wonder why Arthama doesn't punish Crown Prince Fried directly.

Blah, it feels like it's time for the goddess to do something, rather than me trying.

"Arthama prefers the self-help efforts of believers"

"That would have limits, too," he said.

Well, you can't help it, or perhaps there's no word for "limits" in the dictionary of the Church of Arthama.

I refused to go to everyone for a minute, and I even flew to The Oracle Grand Cave carrying (or held) Oracle.

Being sane and excessive doesn't seem to be a lie.

Four or five days on horses were almost instantaneous distances.

As a fighter, it's a speed that can be used for war as it is.

Or, Oracle, why don't you give Dr. Lyle a suggestion?

We're going down the emergency stairs to the thirtieth basement.

"Finally, will the secrets of the lowest layers of 'Oracle Grand Cave' be revealed"

As for myself, which I only explored up to the tenth floor, it's also true that I'm a little concerned about hidden dungeons.

That's my mouth, too. That's where the gamers rang.

"Well, it's not the only time I can run to the bottom."

"Well, in today's world, it's unlikely that even adventurers will explore the dungeons to the tenth floor instead of the thirtieth."

It's an idyllic and peaceful time for an adventurer who remembers his arms to attack a great dungeon.

Not now, adventurers are probably hired by mercenaries if it's war.

"Well, I'll talk briefly while I walk down the stairs, Takel says, have you ever read the Bible of Arthama?"

"Well, for once, it's a nanomé read."

"Then you know that the world of man was created out of chaos by the goddess Arthama"

"Yeah."

"Then I ask you, what is the 'chaos' upon which the world was founded?"

"Eh."

That said, I never even thought about it.

In the Bible, it is gently flushed so that it is not noticed.

"Arthama doesn't lie because she's an existing goddess. When it comes to chaos, the world is chaotic. And it is the Creator who created the Washi and the Devil tribe who is so neglected in the Bible of that people that" Mother Chaos. "

Right, Arthama's creation of the world was eight thousand years ago.

So long ago, the world already existed?

I do think there are a lot of myths like that in my world.

I don't know much about it, but if Arthama hasn't created a demon tribe or monster, that means it came from somewhere else.

"Dear" Mother Chaos "of the eagles is not a god without a certain personality like Arthama. That's not even decent consciousness as chaos. Sleep in the center of the earth, spit out the magic vegetables indefinitely, and sometimes rub the soil to produce something of an indeterminate form, but that action has no meaning"

It doesn't make any sense, you scare me.

"Still, long before the eighth millennium, there was a race called the old. Ancient dragon species (enchanted dragons) and ancient species that become great books of the Demon race are creatures born in the same or older Divine Generations as Arthama."

Eight thousand years ago, I can't imagine.

Thinking about it in Japan, will it be during the Rope period or there?

"What we're headed for now is the hidden room on the 30th floor of the Oracle Grand Cave basement. Therein dwell the ancients.

"What, there's someone from 8,000 years ago?

Oracle shook her hands left and right in a hurry.

"I'm not a man, I don't dare call you God, but you are from the Divine Age. Three hundred years ago, when Oracle, the Immortal King, dug in here to create a dungeon, he discovered the old man."

"It's like excavating earthenware like that, and people were buried"

Well, I'm certainly not a person.

"So let's just say I'm not a person, the old man is like the incarnation of Mother Chaos. Moreover, the possibility exists at the particulate level to be able to communicate something like"

"That means we can't have a conversation."

"Well, if we talk, we'll see. The words and actions are chaos itself, so if you want to attack them somehow, they'll kill you quickly."

"It's a pre-conversation issue."

I'm too scared. You shouldn't piss me off, or that's not the level.

"Master Oracle, the immortal king of the main unit, was amazing because the old man supplied him with energy and used it for the Oracle Grand Cave system. The" Mummy Infinite Springing Device "on the fourth floor of the example used the old man as an energy source to move around."

"I see, that's why you kept moving even when" Magic Hole "closed"

"Well, you're probably fine. According to my prediction, Fried, the brave man of Arthama, abused the nucleus of the Demon King created by Mother Chaos, so I think he'll return positive action on it."

"I see, so you told me you could be the Demon King."

I wonder if chaos is also a balancer.

It's not simply evil, it's not good, it's chaos... so you don't know.

"It's useless to just think with reason, or if you think too much about 'chaos,' you better stop because you're going crazy. More or less, I'm just saying."

"Okay."

I walked down the stairs and saw the gate on the thirtieth floor underground.

Exactly the lowest layer of the great cave out of reach of the sun is cold.

Oracle, even magically illuminates the lights brilliantly, dim.

The bottom of the dark bottom, a lonely world of three hundred years, is spreading there.

"In the back, we'll open the stash room."

When Oracle hands on a wall that seemed to have nothing.

There was a guttan and a noise, and the stone wall door opened.

Inside the hidden room, through the dust smell, it smells like clay.

There was a small stone pedestal there, resting like a statue of a goddess made of earth.

She is a beautiful woman like a fairy with long hair, but her lower back to bottom is like a Uneune tentacle.

It's not octopus or squid, it's a strange tentacle with a twitchy glow.

"Oracle. Isn't this just a sculpture made of dirt?

"No, I've been sitting here for 300 years, so it's not just like this."

It seems that such a strange creature does not exist in my world (Ranjitsu) or in this real fantasy, which is perhaps why it is a testament to the Divine Race.

"Oh, old man...... The Immortal King is the last of the Oracle. Please forgive me for waking up to your honorable sleep."

Scene and quiet.

"Look, it's just a sculpture"

"Let me tell you something different, with the little eagle voice, it still won't arrive"

I looked seriously as I approached the sculpture of dirt.

Hmm, statue of a naked woman in her upper body, but strangely the texture is real...

"Ugh!

There was a crack in the soil, and it broke apart and collapsed.

Suddenly, Uneune and her moving tentacles approach me.

Being poked in the void, I almost accidentally lost my hips and retreated as I did with the cheats.

Shit, I don't like this kind of nuisance.

"Oh, the old man has woken up."

"Seriously..."

With his tentacles nuzzled, the old man, as he descended from the pedestal, shuddered and peeled off the dirt creeping against his body with a blurb.

Indeed, it is certain that it is biological.

"Dear old man, Fried, the brave man of Arthama, used the 'nucleus of the Demon King' of 'Mother Chaos' to make up with both enemies, the People and the Demons. Please, give this brave Takel the power to defeat his gentle enemies."

Oracle, kneel down and pray to the old man.

When the old man grabbed the nearby soil with his tentacles, he threw as much as he wanted at Oracle.

"Buho!"

One after another, Oracle gets thrown dirt on her tentacles and buried in the dirt on her knees.

Shit, this guy really doesn't know, he's scared...

"Takeh...... Takeh is also gee ho, what are you doing! Hurry up and do me a favor, Furugaha, don't do it again."

I don't know how to do this.

"Uh, old man. Give us strength, please!

The old man stopped throwing dirt with his tentacles and turned to me.

You look so beautiful, but you're so faceless, I'm scared.

"No."

Can't you...

"Why not?"

"Because it's not an earthly attribute"

I don't know what that means, they said you shouldn't think what that means.

All right, so should we fight this one too?

"So now you're an earthly attribute. Alexander Stream Ninja, Jumping Underground!

I backed up once, and when I turned forward with Goron, I went straight down to the ground.

You see, the mysterious jumping dungeon! This is a dirt attribute.

"Not an earthly attribute"

"Uh."

Can't you? Okay, now this.

"Takel, what are you doing?"

"What, imitating a cock"

As I was desperately imitating a short torso snake, Oracle looked at me like I was stunned.

Oracle told you to do it!

"I told you to do one shot..."

"Soil attributes."

"What, is this okay?

Oracle looked back to the old man who stunned and put out the ok.

Don't think rationally, I don't know because of my fervent attachment to earthly attributes, but surreal is my specialty.

"You're such a dick."

"Yes!"

Actually, no, but I think you're right to keep it on here.

It doesn't make any sense anyway.

"Then let us give you strength"

"Whoa."

For some reason, I got caught up in my tentacles, and soon after I defied him, I was devoured with a thick deep kiss.

Shit, it tasted like dirt, but if you care, you lose.

"Ha..."

"The sword will come out of your hand."

When he was finally freed from a fierce kiss that just stifled him, he was pronounced that way by a faceless old man.

Uh, the sword of light is the right hand, so I guess the left hand.

When I was in the mood, I got a sword that glowed gray.

"What is this, Oracle, what is this sword?

"I don't even know if I can give you the Dark Sword, or the Spirit Sword, but this is a new breed, and if you don't name it soon, it might disappear."

"Eh, uh, well, it's not black or white, so why don't you do it with the 'Neutral Sword'"

When I name it, The Sword of Neutrality increases its glow on its gray and turns to dull silver.

"Hmm," Neutral Sword "is another great name."

"Well, it was appropriate."

The old man returned to the pedestal of the stone with his tentacles clasped with the Uneunezle.

That's how I scream in a loud voice.

"Neutral! Be neutral!

No, I don't know what that means.

Why did you become neutral, even the old ones?

"Whoa, that's amazing. I didn't expect the old man to remember a new word."

"Really or can we do something about this"

When Oracle tried to answer something, a tremor sounded like Zudone and pushing him up from the ground.

Tremors from the bottom of the thirtieth basement...

"The old and the 'Mother Chaos' are through. Apparently, Chaos likes the word neutral. What a pleasure..."

"Hmm, I'm not sure how that would be good, but for now, I got a weapon I can fight, so that's not enough."

Tired of that too, my tentacle sister, who was screaming "neutral, neutral" earlier, now generates a ton of Bishibishi and some small grains and punches them in Oracle's face.

"This is it, it's a mixture of wheat grains and rice grains."

I appreciate this, let's just pick it up.

You'll lose to the incarnate opponent of chaos when you think about why he flew brown rice or where he got it out.

"Thank you, old man. It's time for us to leave."

Oracle tries to escape with her hips bent as she is rice showered in the face with grains of various cereals.

I tried to escape, too, but my tentacles tangled with cheats again.

"Mmm, so why are you forcing me to kiss you!

"So neutral"

This is Choo!

Tentacle sister's lips, now tasted a little bitter.

Reason, reason, if you think about it already, you lose......

"Ahhh!

Oracle dragged me into a ton of tentacles and disappeared as she screamed.

They were then entangled in a desperate attempt to escape, and for some reason they were both heavily vindicated, sprayed with massive amounts of salt water on their faces, swinging in full swings with their tentacles grabbed, tickled to death by massively increased numbers of tentacles, and when they were screwed up and able to escape the hidden room, they were physically and mentally worn out.

For a while, I don't even like to see octopuses and squid.

"Ha, ha, managed to live, got out"

"Oh ho, no more lame..."

With these bodies, we manage to shut down the hidden room.

Somehow, Oracle, swarmed by tentacles about five times mine and in such terrible sight, collapsed freaking and cramping her body like a freshly born deer.

Anyway, as soon as possible, I want to leave the cursed hidden dungeon.

I ran back from the Oracle Grand Cave emergency staircase to the ground carrying Oracle in front and back unconsciousness.

"Oh, the sun is yellow..."

What I got was huge, but what I lost was also huge.

Old man scared, I don't want to deal with him again.

It would have been better buried in the ground all the time, for the world, for people.

By the way, I didn't get the Dark Sword, so I didn't become the Demon King.

If you got a 'Neutral Sword' for chaos, what would it be......

When I thought about it, I felt like I could hear the voice of losing from the bottom of the earth.