Legend

While performing the ritual of inheritance, Ver suddenly took out his dagger and tried to destroy the Enchanted Dragon's demonic stone.

Ray rushed out aggressively when he saw it, but the demon spear sticks out of his back just before he walks into a death-size intermission in the next step.

I instinctively perceived danger in Ver's words and forcefully shifted my body, but still the demon spear protruding from behind had a strong impact on Ray's flank.

The fortunate thing about being unhappy would have been that it was a magic item called Dragon Robe that Ray was wrapped around. At first glance, it just looks like a robe, but its identity is a superb dish that is extremely high in both its magical and physical defenses, which are extraordinarily more defensive than the plate mails around it. Thanks to that, I didn't have to get my flank pierced by a demon spear.

"Grr, what the fuck!?

But you can't even kill the shock by saying you didn't have to get your flank pierced. And for Ray, who was still trying to shake the death size down, that blow was powerful enough to upset the balance.

Still, without falling to the ground, it must have been due to Ray's extremely high physical ability to fall with his hands. What came into Ray's sight, who looked behind him reflectively, was the scene where Custe, who dyed his eyes red, was setting up a demon spear and trying to poke him again.

"Seto!"

"Grrrrrrrr!"

Seto, who answered Ray's cry, tries to flash his sharp eagle claws against the horizontal giraffe...

"No, Lord Ray! If we let Custe out of the magic formation now, it will have a negative effect on Lady Elaine's ritual!

"Shit, Seto!

"Grr!"

I guess you understood what Ray wanted. Seto stops flashing at Yokogi, smashing him from the top, releasing a blow and beating Custe to the magic formation, holding him down so that he can't move as he is.

Confirm it, kick the ground again and approach Ver...

"You were just a little late."

With a mocking grin on his mouth, Ver swings it down to the demonic stone, which had already been crushed by weathering about 70% with a dagger he had in his hand without any hesitation.

"Stop it. Whoa!

He was a ray screaming and waving down the death size knowing he couldn't make it...

"Oops. Danger. Danger."

Destroyed by piercing a dagger at the Demon Stone, Ver flies back and forth to distance himself from Ray.

"Ver!"

"Don't be so angry. It's not like I liked it, either.... but I'm sorry to hear that. It was my only hope to save this kingdom of Mireana. I don't think we can fight the Bestian Empire first."

Ray bites his back teeth off to Ver, who tells him that as he smiles hella.

"More than that, see, you don't have to check the back?

Ray turns his gaze behind that word for just a moment. At the end of that gaze, was it because the ritual was forcibly interrupted along the way, Ara, Custe... and three Elaine had lost consciousness and fallen into the magic formation?

Seeing how it goes, I can focus on my right hand, which is gripping a giddy, death-size pattern.

(Calm down, now it's better to gather information than kill him)

I squeal in my heart and calm that wild, insane mind.

"... why?

"Well, why against what?

Ray and Ver. Ver wins in his ability as a bandit, but if he thinks purely of combat, Ver won't even reach under Ray's feet. And yet for some reason, Ver has an extra grin, as if he's even watching an interesting play.

Continue the conversation to gather information while questioning how it is going.

"You must have been part of Elaine's Knights of Escorts, right? And yet, why would you come here to imitate what would betray Elaine?

"Why do you think?

"I hope you're not returning questions."

Bum, and Ray waving Death Size to intimidate.

"Whoa, when it comes to fighting, I have no chance of winning. Right, shall we go with the answer match? Now, as Ray, why do you think I betrayed Elaine here?

"If you think about it without difficulty, you've fallen back on the Bestian Empire."

"Hmm, that's 50 points. The right answer was not only for me, but for my house itself to fall back on the Bestian Empire."

"... the house itself, you say? According to what I've heard, your house was a nobleman, too? It is also the next most powerful aristocrat of the Kings in the Kingdom of Mireana, and I hear it is close to the central figure, the Duke of Kelp."

"That's true, too. Regardless of what I think, my father doesn't think the Kingdom of Mireana can fight the Bestian Empire. There are a couple of reasons for that, but the biggest reason is still technical skills. I think Elaine told me after we arrived at this altar of inheritance, but in the Bestian Empire we have a simplified but established ritual of inheritance, and we have quite a few people. Oh, by the way, they call me" Warcraft Soldier "about a soldier who could stand the ritual of inheritance.... I think it's cheap."

"Warcraft warrior, right? So you didn't win, so you went over there."

"Well, that's my dad's opinion, and I'm not."

Ver continues to explain with a grin on his mouth.

"Then why did you betray me? You've known Elaine a long time, too, haven't you?

"Right. Since joining the Knights of the Duke of Kelp, it's been about five years."

"There would naturally be feelings if we lived together that long. Not to mention you're the Knights who served as Elaine's escort, right?

"Oh, that's for sure, too. But..."

Tell him that much, and change the kind of grin that was inadvertently floating in his mouth, Ver.

If previous laughter has been a funny laugh at something, now a nibbly, madman-like laugh.

"Me, you thought. It would be nice to fight the Bestian Empire and kill people as we speak about the Kingdom of Mireana, but at any rate, we could kill more people on the side of the Bestian Empire."

"Pleasure killer."

"Oh? That's a good name. Yeah, that's what we'll call it from now on. Ver Sayles, the pleasure killer."

"... not what I could have said, but what's so fun about killing people?

Ray's own raid on the Orc settlement is killing all the members of the Dark Star at night, as well as the bandits in subsequent rank-up tests. But that was only necessary until I killed him, and I have never been pleased with the very act of killing people. Therefore, I did not understand the man in front of me.

"Huh? That's fun. That person's life ends in his own hands, huh? And that feeling of cutting skin and cutting off meat. The scream that comes out when you stab a knife in a living human being and scrape his bones off! And that look of despair when you chopped up that gut and showed him your own lungs!... Oh, you won't be able to do it anymore."

"... I thought I'd talk to a madman. Was I stupid?"

"I hope you don't praise me so much, madman. Of course that's not all I wanted to do with the Bestian Empire, is it? As I was saying, there's technology over there to build a Warcraft soldier. That, too, is a more complete technology, not a low-level technology, like the Kingdom of Mireana, where failure is a prerequisite. If you become a Warcraft soldier over there, what kind of abilities do you get? Like dissolving people with strong acids? Sometimes it's like an emerald wolf tentacle. It doesn't seem very funny that you can change the size of your body like a sprigan... but no, maybe not so bad if you think you can enjoy the look of swinging your child close and transforming into that giant in front of you and despairing?

"Are you a lunatic?"

Whimpering, he turns his gaze to Custe, who is still held back by Seto just in case he loses his mind.

"So, what did you do to Custe?

"Come on? Custe originally hated Ray, so that's not it?

"... you're not. Sure, he hated me and neglected me. Or you could say you hated me. But still, I had stronger feelings of respect, respect, and fondness for Elaine than hatred for me. You think that would get in the way of a guy like that attacking someone who's obviously going to harm Elaine, who's also her own boss?

It was Custe who came to a thorough look down on Ray and a contemptuous gaze, but the favor that Custe had toward Elaine, who was also his own boss, was genuine. Ray didn't know if that was romantic sentiment, whether it was attracted to the size of a vessel so called General Princess again, or simply because it was the child of a person who was the center of the aristocracy, but the favor was undoubtedly genuine. If it hadn't, it's possible that Custe would have been slashed and dumped by Death Size by now.

"Well. You believe surprisingly for what you hated about each other. Then let me give you a tip and raise it. I don't know about this."

That said, it was a water bottle with no philosophy whatsoever that I took out of my hip porch.

But when I look at that water bottle, I can see the memories I've had in Ray.

How many times since I entered this dungeon have I not seen Ver give Custe a water bottle to drink its contents?

"You used some kind of magic medicine."

Ray whining so much, but inside he leans his neck.

(I do remember seeing Ver give Custe a water bottle several times. But at that time, Ver himself would have carried a water bottle in his mouth)

"Big right! That's exactly what Ray said about magic pills, which can be the answer to what went wrong with Custe."

"But you were drinking with your mouth on that water bottle, too?

"Oh, you're looking good. But don't you know that magic drugs have antidotes?

So you manipulated Custe without the magic potion?

"Oh, but the magic medicine that Custe gave me, he couldn't refuse it from the bottom of his heart. I have an unconscious desire to do so in the depths of my heart, and for the first time, I hear my orders. Well, Custe's hatred of Ray wasn't unconscious or anything like that."

Boom!

The sound of Ray waving the Death Size in his hand across the horizontal girdle and the air being slashed and torn apart by its speed echoes around him.

"Enough, shut up. There's only one thing I know when I listen to you."

"What? You said you'd kill me before I escaped into the Bestian Empire because I was in danger after all?

Of course it is, isn't it? That was Ver's question I've been asking all along, but Ray shakes his neck to it.

"No. I don't care about you. I feel uncomfortable just watching. That's why I'm gonna kill you in this place! Flying slaughter!"

Activates a skill that is easy to use and quite powerful among the skills that reside in the Death Size.

A swung down Death Size slash goes straight to Ver to slash and tear the air apart.

Watching the slaughter of imminent death upon herself, Ver still smiled madly at her mouth...

"What!?

It wasn't Ver who raised that voice... Ray.

At the end of Ray's gaze, who accidentally raised his voice, something like a vivid purple tentacle took the flying slash released from Ray instead of Ver and was slashed and torn apart.

The tip part of the tentacle that received the flying slash was cut as-is and collapsed as soon as it fell to the ground, but soon the next tentacle stretched out to protect the vel. The origin of the tentacles extends from inside Ver's pocket, the leather armor.

"Hahaha. I'm sorry to hear that. This is a magical creature made by the Alchemists of the Bestian Empire for protection. With a little bit of aggression, it's gonna be hard to do something about this guy."

Ver turns his gaze to Ray as he mocks at his mouth.

In that gaze there is a distorted light of joy that you can tailor your prey to the mighty fighting power that stands before you.

But...

"What's wrong with that?

I'm not confused at all, and I'm not in a hurry. Ver frowned uncomfortably, being returned with calm and extreme words.

"What are you talking about? Ray's attack doesn't make sense to me, so why are you so spared?

"Well, how about that? Surely the blow I just gave you would not have worked against you. But don't forget that the only thing you've prevented is one of my moves. Besides... even if my attack doesn't work, so will your attack. What are you going to do to me, eating Custe's unintentional blow, that's overwhelmingly inferior to Custe's offensive power?

"That could be true. But Ray only prevented Custe from attacking because he had that robe, right? Then all you have to do is aim for the face, hands and feet where the robe isn't covered."

It was the knife that took it out of my nose. Saying it wasn't just a knife, too, was evident from its purple body.

"Poison knife. Quite a level magic item for once. It has the nice effect that if I get scratched with this knife at all, my body won't move due to paralysis for about 10 minutes... can I counter Ray?

"Hmm, even though it's a powerful magic item, I guess it goes hand in hand that it only works as well as my face and my hands and feet. You think you can do something about me in melee combat in the first place? All you can do is attack with a bow or knife throw from behind the wall role precisely, but there is no such wall role. You're gonna leave that tentacle to me, too?

Ray provokes as he pokes pale and Ver's weakness.

But Ver still had the same grin on his mouth as he heard Ray say.

"Right, maybe Ray's right indeed. Then I just need to build an avant-garde."

Pattin ', and fingering Vel. And the next moment......

"Grr!?

Somewhere bewildered Seto's voice was heard from behind him, kicking the ground aggressively and jumping to the side.

Then, until a moment ago, something poked out of Ray's back passed, and something stood between Ray and Ver through the space that Ray dodged.

"... Custe"