Konjiki no Moji Tsukai (WN)

"Oh, hey Hiiro...?

"... well, not at all, is there a boss character at the exit... game or anything here?

RPG would inevitably have a boss character at the exit of these dungeons.

But even though that doesn't have to happen in real life, I get zero stupidity.

"Shhhhhhh!"

Monsters overlooking the suncolors from the ceiling as if blocking the exit.

There was a giant anaconda like we saw in the movie. He sticks well to the rock protruding from the ceiling and moves his long body in a gnaw.

"Sure that's... that's a clay viper"

I had seen the sun colors in the drawings. A-ranked monsters. Thirty meters long, his body as thick as that great tree is gobbly and blackened as a rock.

Even more vicious faces. From his mouth big enough to swallow a human being, he cholls out his long, red and black tongue, which is broken up again. The red eyes that bind what you see are spookily glowing.

"Oh boy. Anyway, keep your little one away from Haneko."

"Ah, yes..."

Muir had no choice but to do as the sun said. Not very much, but not the person she can help.

But when I left, her face seemed to regret it. I guess it's a burden on her that she can't do anything about it.

"Osama, antenna woman, can you do ranged attacks?

"Well, to some extent."

"Mm... I can"

"Then distract him. Antenna women can take them down if they can, but don't get too violent. If this place breaks down, it'll be tough."

"Mmm... Got it."

"Hmm? What about Hiiro?

"I'll watch the gap and put him to sleep."

But I needed time to do that.

Unlike other characters, I have time to concentrate and write because the letter effect of 'sleep' is too strong.

If they target me where I'm writing again, I won't be able to, so I want the two of you to buy some time.

Of course, that's the best thing if Winkaa can stay put.

"Heck, but make it as fast as you can. He's on a higher level, and he's a pretty good match for a wi."

Anold who would otherwise choose to escape, but since he is winning the battle against the unique monsters ahead, he may be thinking that Nippon Color will do something about it again this time.

Besides, they are definitely hard opponents on their own, but I guess having a sun color or winkaa makes them strong.

"Coming."

Clay Viper opens his big mouth and sticks it in while he does this.

The three scatter from there and dodge each - but the sun colors and anords are twisted down there with their tails.

"Guh!?

I guarded them tightly, but they roll to the ground at the same time. Anold said, "I knew you were strong!?" Rolling down the ground, he says. Quite a distorted face in pain.

(Damn...... clever tail)

The sun color zeroes stupidity at the opponent's movements quicker than you thought, but starts writing letters as you distance yourself. Anold was also up for the next attack from the clay viper.

Suddenly I wonder if Clay Viper opened his eyes a big mouth and spit a toxic green liquid out of it.

The target is - winkaa.

She is a giggle for a moment, but succeeds in avoiding jumping big behind her back.

But the ground where the liquid is scattered dissolves with the sound of shuuuuuu.

"Dude, you even throw up the lysate..."

Anold can put his strength into his hand holding the pattern of the Great Sword, even as he speaks of it. Select Ranged Attack as the daylight color tells you.

"How dare you! - Wind Fang!

When you wave your sword on the spot, a wind-cutter-like blade is released where you magically say it is.

Beautifully hits the opponent's body, slashes and rips the skin of the clay viper and the blood tide flies.

I thought Anold's power could do the damage, but the wound heals within sight. Apparently, a half-breed attack will cause the opponent's healing power to exceed damage.

That's just A-rank monsters. It doesn't delight me that easily. Clay Viper's consciousness went from anode to sun color, skipping the lysate again.

"Shit!"

The sun color desperately moves his fingers only in dull motion while fleeing the scene.

But first on the run, surprisingly, a few clay viper-like monsters were waiting, although the body was extremely small compared to the size of the clay viper.

"Damn! You mean it wasn't just one of them!?

Probably a child. The sun color brakes aggressively on his right foot.

Little clay viper jumping toward such a day color. There was a flashing presence of a small clay viper standing in front of the sun color in such places as being bitten as this.

"Hiiro is protected by Wi"

"Antenna woman! Well done! I'll take care of them!

"Hmm... I'll take care of it!

Nippon Color makes an effort to read the movement toward Clay Viper, whose consciousness is moving around in the ceiling.

However, the movement was glaring and I finally finished writing the letter 'Sleep' but I can't aim it.

Is it a wild prospect, or a clay viper who feels alert to the fingertips of the sun color, attacking Anold as he keeps looking at the sun color all the time.

Anold has managed to avoid a rushing attack and is preparing for his next attack. But that's where Clay Viper suddenly dives into the ground.

"Behold! You can do that too!

Like Anold screaming, the day color I was watching it gave me one tongue. This makes it difficult to put letters on.

That speed plus breaking into the ground and being hard to guess. He says he's finished writing, but he doesn't know where his enemies are coming from.

"Shit! Where have you been! Come out, snake boy!

Anold, who doesn't know when he's going to attack and is feeling scared, observes the ground with a chirp, but there's no sign of him ever coming out.

So Winkaa, who defeated all the little clay vipers, also rendezvous immediately. In the meantime, back to back. The three stay alert.

Suddenly the earth began to shake heavily.

The sun colour and anode that makes me kneel down to its wobble.

"Aaaaahhhhhhh!"

Hanemar jumps off Muir's arm, bites the edge of his skirt, and tries to pull her out of there, hiding in the shadow of a rock. It was Winkaa who noticed the reason for that action early.

"Muir! Get out of there!

But it was too late. I thought there was a crack running on the ground at Muir's feet.

"Khaaaa!?

A clay viper emerges from the ground, wrapped around Muir with its long body, and heads to the ceiling as it tightens.

Hanemaru releases the skirt he was chewing and falls to the ground, which Winkaa catches quickly.

"Muaaaah!"

Anold opens his eyes to the fullest and gives a stunned look.

I also didn't think the sun color was going for Muir, who is a non-combatant, not ourselves. I regret that the distance was also somewhat distant, which made me feel at ease.

The sun colors stick their fingertips at each other and set their aim, but they are alert so that they can move whenever they feel that the sun colors are trying to do something.

It is likely that it will be avoided as it is. But I can't take the time to erase the letters I wrote.

But if you move poorly, you make me feel like I'm going to strangle Muir like this.

"Osama, you can stop him at all!

"There is, but it involves Muir!

"How about an antenna woman!

"Stop moving? Mm... no"

They basically have the moves of the attacking subject. If there's a wizard here who can stop his opponent from moving, it's helpful, but I can't help it no matter how much it takes.

Muir couldn't help but feel sorry for herself.

Even though I can't take part in the battle and it doesn't help me, this is how I'm being held captive now, and the suncolors can't help me.

(Why... am I just being protected...? I don't like that anymore...)

Past events come to mind one after another in the back of the brain. A life where I can do nothing and disappear. Myself protected by a big back and relieved by it. loved ones who will be hurt for it.

(I don't... I can't... I promised you I'd be strong with my uncle...)

Tightened to Clay Viper's body, he opens his eyes slightly in agony.

That's where Anold's sad face pops into his eyes.

(Uncle...... Huh!?

It makes me look sad because of myself. Maybe it's my fault that the sun colors and anords are going to get hurt. What Anold told me reminds me of it like a horse racing light.

"He entrusted it to me. You will protect me even if I die."

'... yeah, I get stronger too. Because I want to be strong!

I've sworn since then. When you get stronger. But I couldn't believe myself. Every day I wonder if I'm able to grow at all from who I was at that time when I couldn't do anything.

I'm still scared when the fight starts, and I'm horrified when I'm protected. But someone always believed in me like that.

"You're a beast, and I don't think you can beat those beasts when it comes to your potential? Oh, my God, I'm pulling that family's blood. And he's his daughter."

Remembering Anold's words, Muir opens his eyes one more time and stares at Anold. His face hasn't changed. I'm the one making you look like that. Then what should I do?

The answer was - it was one.

Probably nothing to regret if you can't do anything here.

Muir strongly thinks this is where he breaks his shell.

(I... just do something!

Then a warm magic seeps out of the back of Muir's chest, which flows into the bracelet where Muir is fitted in his right arm and begins to emit a pale light.

It was immediately understandable that this magic was then - given to Niniaho, the fairy queen.

Nippon Color analyzed the current situation and decided that as it is now, both Muir will be strangled and free to move around again.

(I have no choice. Once we give up the letter 'Sleep' here, let's start with his move... hmm?

Clay Viper's body is glowing. No, to be precise, only the part that involves Muir is unusually glowing.

(What...?

Shortly after I thought that - - - Beech, Beech, Beech, Beech, Beech, Beech!

There was a very intense discharge phenomenon.

No, discharge is not raw and warm.

As if struck by lightning, there is a flurry of force from the part that was glowing earlier.

It rains rocks by destroying several pointed rocks stretching from the ceiling. The suncolors made avoidance a priority so as not to be underlayed.

"Shhhhhh!?

Clay Viper was also screaming with a distressed look as he paralyzed his body by the extraordinary currents that suddenly flowed into his body.

The suncolors can't figure out what the hell is going on. But this obviously shouldn't be Clay Viper's unexpected.

"Now!

The sun color decides now is a good time and releases the letter 'Sleep'. Hit the clay viper terribly easy with paralysis and inability to move.

"All right! Osama! Hit him in the neck with all your might!

Hacked by the Japanese language, Anold concentrates his power on the Great Sword.

"I know! - Wind Fang. Ah!

Take the time to wrap the power of the wind around the sword. A great sword that gradually grows larger. Its fangs glowing green, that's what makes it about the size of three adults.

Jump up with huge fangs and set your aim on Clay Viper's neck and shake it down with all your might.

"Give me Muir back. Yeah, yeah, yeah!

brilliantly dimensioned of things. Only my head falls toward the ground. This cost Clay Viper his life. But it's not over yet.

The same is true of the earlier thunder, but Muir's cheapness has not been acknowledged.

Does Clay Viper's body still tighten up Muir's body, or does it not move like it was stuck on the ceiling?

Still, I finally fell out of the ceiling slowly as if my body had lost its power with Zuzu.

A gap in the body - out of it, I discover what Muir looks like.

Muir seemed unconscious, but had slightly emitted earlier light from her body. Anold gently takes her as she falls away from Clay Viper's body.

"Crouch!?

Suddenly Anold is electrocuted by the current emanating from Muir's entire body.

"Osama!?

"Anor doh!?

The sun color and winkaa scream, but still he doesn't let go with Muir in his desperate shape and hugs. The more painfully it conveys that he really cares about Muir.

"Gu... I'm here... Miyubu..."

Anold encloses Muir's body in tears, with its large body. The Suncolors also breathed out and disarmed the battle.

In Anold's arms, light gradually converges from Muir's body. At the same time, the current that was attacking Anold was gone.

"What the hell was that?

The sun color stares at Muir with a twinkle of an eyebrow. Anold is the one who answered that whine.

"... it's the power of this girl"

"You also stopped Clay Viper from moving?

"Oh, you finally woke up. - The Decorative Art."

"No, you didn't know the details. What the hell is that?

I saw their "status" and knew it existed. But I didn't know the whole story.

Anold speaks as he gently combs his hair with Muir's head on his knees.

"... you know the Beast Man can't use magic, right?

"Oh."

"To make up for it, a researcher made a great deal of money."

"... what?

"Here it is."

That being said, Anold shows the silvercrafted bracelet embedded in his right arm.

"What's that?

"I say" Unnamed Bracelet, "and the Beast unleashes his potential when he truly seeks power."

"Is there such a convenient thing?"

Then I wanted it, but I guess I can't use myself as a human being that the Beast Man is.

"This is a bracelet that lets spirits and minds go through. If the inner Spirit Soul awakens, it will change its name and become a new bracelet to empower the surgeon. Mine's Wind Bracelet, by the way."

"I see. So that's the power the Beasts have gained instead of magic."

"Oh, waking up means covenant with the Spirit. I made a pact with the Wind Spirit. And this girl..."

"The Spirit of Thunder... you mean"

Anold stands for Nodding Affirmation.

"But you surprised me. I didn't expect the little one to produce so much thunder."

It was just a thunderous thunderbolt coming down from the sky.

Clay Viper was probably doomed by that blow. It was such an awesome force.

The electric shock Anold received is like the aftermath. It would have been Clay Viper's two dances by now if he had taken it all he could.

"It's more about thunder itself than producing it."

"? What do you mean?

"I'll tell you more when I get to [Pacion]. Give Muir a break."

Certainly not least what Anold says.

If you stay long enough, it's possible that monsters will appear again.

"Okay. Then go outside first."

"What?"

"I'll take his crusade site and then I'll go"

I'm not having trouble with the money, but if you can take it, you should keep it.

Anold said, "Okay," and headed outside with the Wincahs as they carried Muir.

The sun color slowly approaches the carcassed clay viper. I think he's dead, but for once, he packs the distance with vigilance.

(That was definitely here...)

What I checked was where Muir was wrapped up. It's painfully burnt out there, and it looks like the cells are dying as blacks to see.

"That's a hell of a power. But I see, this is enough against magic. The reason Osama felt little magic when he used Wind Fang is because it's not magic. Well, it seems to drain your health."

That's how I analyzed it, and I felt the chill behind my back.

I quickly put my hands on the knife thinking it was another monster.

Turn around and pull out the knife.

But there were no monsters there.

Instead, I was...

"- Who, you?

From what I saw, he looked like an animal man.

His whole body is covered in bright black fur, and his fierce red eyes are a distinctly unfavourable impression. They are equipped with silver armor on both arms and silver plate armor on the upper body as well but light armor.

Obviously not a monster.

(Beast Man... Black Leopard...?

Being as if it had humanized the black leopard. Seeing this kind of presence, you might think it's cosplay in Japan, but it's definitely a fantastic creature.

It can be inferred from the standing and atmosphere that it is not the only one. Even if I don't suck, I feel more troublesome than Clay Viper. Twinkly sweat runs down my sun-colored cheeks.

The Anolds are not here anymore. Start thinking you might want to get away from here somehow.

In the meantime, the beast man slowly opens his mouth.

Are you the one who killed him?

It almost cracked me up.

The figure and atmosphere were as tall as children, even though they felt they were dangerous in a wild explosion - above all, the end of the story.

There's nothing cute about being put on "nya" or anything like that. Rather creepy.

"I'll ask you again. Are you the one who killed him?

"Do you have an obligation to answer?

Then the opponent puts his hand on his chin and thinks for a while, then pounds and slaps his hand.

"Oh, my God, it's definitely an obligation."

I think you're the one who's going crazy, but still, you can't loosen your guard.

Whatever you say, instinct tells you not to be alarmed. With my hands behind my back, I'm already ready for Lettermagic.

"Well, I don't care who kills you. I'm just gonna take you."

"Hmm? Wait, you want to take me? Is that him?

"Yeah. That's the mission."

(Mandate? You ever take this big one? Besides, it's a corpse, right?

Various questions come to mind, but for some reason I feel better not to get involved any more. I shouldn't be involved with guys I don't know who I'm good at.

"Well, you can do whatever you want. Before we do, we'll just get the crusade site."

"Mm-hmm... that's how good it is. But hurry up."

I assumed they would say no without question, but it was a bit of a clap.

(Hmm? Outreach. That's honest. Didn't you come to usurp the crusade...?

I looked at the person who didn't move, and the sun color didn't move for a while, but if it stayed like this, I couldn't help but approach the clay viper.

(Sounds like you should just retrieve it and leave here)

The sun color shivered my whole body as I tried to peek into my severed head to get Clay Viper's Fang, a crusade site as it was - killing.

And when the sword was pulled out in an instant, there was a beast man who grabbed it with his bare hands.

"Hey, what the fuck!?

Then the opponent laughs with pleasure and kicks the sun color away.

"Guh!"

It blew up as it was, but I managed to stomp it and prevent it from falling. But distort your face to considerable impact. It had incredible weight for just one blow.

"Oh, you...... Huh!

"I knew you were strong. I just killed him."

I get annoyed by the delightfully nibbly face.

"You're selling a fight, you nymphomaniac!

That's what I say and set up the knife, but the opponent instantly packs in between.

(Faster than me!?

Guard with a knife against your opponent's fist, but keep blowing. Now I'm rolling to the ground, but I'm just going to get up and get back on track.

(Damn... how can he fight a knife when he's bare?

Normally, I can't hold a knife, hit him, etc. If that's the part with the blade, it's even worse. On the contrary, your hands should be in a mess. Yet the opponent is completely intact.

"Nyahaha! I'll do it. Strong! You guys, just hang in there and I'll make you my kid."

Pickle blues at the word component.

"Don't be ridiculous, nigga...... I'll show you things in your eyes."

Focus your magic on your fingertips as you stare. Imagine Muir earlier.

"Paralyze! Character Magic!

Write the letter 'Thunder' and point it at the other person's feet.

It does not extend to Muir, but nevertheless generates harsh discharge, which passes on the ground and stretches out to the target.

"Nha!?

The opponent opens his eyes haha and presents a moment of surprise, but also chuckles nigga and sticks his hands forward.

Then the thunder disappears juggly as if it were sucked into both of those hands.

"Become!?

"Nyahaha! Were you a lightning man? The power of nya or nya, but that's about it, not yet."

I had no idea what they did.

(I know thunder sucked into his hands... but what did you do?

When this happens, I would like to use "peek" to check it out, but when I use it, it takes time. If you can attack me at that speed in the meantime, I'll be late to deal with it.

(Then…)

Write a letter on your left arm - activated.

Instantly jump into the other person's nostalgia.

"Nha!?

Now he seems more surprised than he was earlier. I guess it was that fast.

(Speed up using the letter 'Speed'! Keep getting pierced!

Stick the knife in the momentum as it is. But once again, the opponent flipped himself, and the sun-colored attack cut off the sky.

Its lightness is as supple as the wild beast itself.

(Shit! Was it avoided? So he didn't mean it yet, either)

Guessing from the attack, the speed, the atmosphere and everything else, the opponent probably decided that two or three digits seemed different among the beasts.

He was opponent enough for A-rank monsters to look cute. I can't see the bottom at all. I'd be frightened if I really came to kill you.

I can't let you get away with this for a second.

In a situation where you could die if you did poorly, what the sun color thought was how to attack this person.

I can get away with it if I want to, but it kind of looks like I'm left ridiculed and I don't blame it.

(I'm still a kid too...... but I feel like I should turn away here. It's kind of more annoying than that............)

Stare at the guillotine. Write the letter 'Speed' again. Learn the feeling that your body will become fuzzy and lighter.

(I'll surprise you!

Fill in between like a wind movement. Extraordinarily different from the earlier speed makes the opponent gnaw too.

Instantly, the opponent's eyes sharpen and the muscles around his feet swell abnormally. Hurli stepped through the ground badly and sent a sun-colored attack as he penetrated.

(Beep!? Even at this speed, you can't handle it!

I should have gotten quite a bit of speed as a result of writing the letter 'Speed' multiple times to create synergy, but it still doesn't reach the target.

Many times from there, he stuffs between them and pierces the knife, but he still can't shoot the target and swings it empty.

(If this happens, give it another ride...)

I hear laughter when I try to accelerate it even further and make it impossible for me to defend myself.

"Nyahahahaha ~! Yeah yeah, you passed!

"... what?

Suddenly I said something I didn't understand.

"You guys, I don't know if there's a shortage in my cauldron."

"What did you just say?"

"What's your level?

"What? At 38... Ah"

I spoke with momentum. I regretted it so much.

"38!? That's why I'm so strong! Uh-huh, I like it more!

Reflect inside with my stupid bastards. I'm too relaxed to give them information.

I get caught up in the other person's floating.

"I say Crouch. What about you?"

"... I don't know"

"Amnesia?

Open your mouth feeling shocked with Gabby.

"Oh, my God, oh, my God! Oh, let the Doctor see! Doctor, I'm sure they'll help you! I'll be there in a minute!

Unexpectedly the day color lags behind because it comes stuck with great momentum.

"Yes, no, I'm fine! It's a joke. A joke!

"Oh, is that so? Phew, that's good."

I'm gossiping with my arms to wipe the sweat off my forehead. He seemed genuinely worried.

(What the hell is that? Don't go crazy...... it could be hotter than Osama)

enemies? I'm suddenly confused because I'm supposed to solicit them and suddenly worry about them.

"Nya, give me your name."

"............... Tallow Tanaka"

"Oh, that's my name! Tallow, come with me!

"Huh?"

"The war is about to begin. You serve as my belly!

This is very bad. I accidentally turned my head white. I never thought I'd be invited to war.

(And so much so that he's in quite a position, I guess. Strong enough, then I'm convinced. But this is badass...... seriously)

Crouch is totally on board. It creates an atmosphere where people are forced to grab it.

(I have no choice. I don't like this kind of sporadic situation)

The sun color pokes a knife.

"I can't go under a guy who's weaker than me. If you want me, take me down."

Crouch, whose eyes were patchy and flashing at the sun-colored words, suddenly his cheeks loosened and his mouth distorted into a three-day moon shape, causing his eyes to shine even more fierce.

"Interesting..."

At a time when sparks of gaze scattered between each other, in the chilli air, I was wondering if they would collide even now - Crouch accidentally flashed his face.

After removing the green stone from his nostrils and staring jiggly, he sighs heavily.

"Ugh..........................................................................."

It's sinking like I'm kind of depressed.

"Tallow, keep the battle."

Out of his mind, Crouch touches Clay Viper's body and his severed head with his hands.

Then the next moment, the clay viper disappears so that it is sucked into Crouch's hands.

(Hey, what's this magic? No, because you're an animal man. Is this costume too?

The Clay Viper giant disappeared in seconds of things. Crouch glances at the sun color.

"We're in a hurry. I would have taken you if I could, but I don't know how. That'll be another chance. You're going to [Pacion] anyway?

"... I don't know"

"Nyahaha! I like the way it looks. Bye, Tallow, I'll see you sometime!

From the foot of Crouch a tinkle and a black shadow spread, trying to be sucked into its shadow and disappeared. The sun color goes to the place where he disappeared, vigilantly, but nothing was discovered.

He was like a typhoon. Doddly tiredness pushes me the moment I think it's over.

But one thing I can say is that I'm pretty sure someone really liked me.

(This may need to leave [Pacion] early)

I flatter my shoulders if I don't want to see that creepy nymphomaniac again. Ha as I came up with there.

"……… Crusade site…"

It is impossible to recover. Just a sun-colored grunt sounded lonely in the cave.