Level 99 First Territorial Management by Adventurers

"Hmm. You weren't on guard."

"Well, if I keep an eye on the secret temple, it's like advertising something."

Yuut walking next to Arcia answered the question emanating from Valtrude walking at the rear of the line, shrugging his shoulders.

Outside this cave. There may have been a lookout on the route to here on foot.

But just so you know, I guess you didn't think that God's hand of good would come down from the sky. One line had broken into the cave, pointing its feet underground.

Dim roads machined with natural caves.

The outside world is early in the morning, but it doesn't matter day or night, it is illuminated by a pine light hung on the wall.

The internal passage is where people finally walk side by side. If those two were Exile and Batras, considerable difficulties are expected.

For that reason - but at the beginning, the robot (Warmakina) is alone, behind which two heavenly lions line up, Yut and Arsia. Plus, Valtrude continues.

"I don't care if you're a one-eyed king (Oculus Rex) or if you come out, it's a clap."

"I'm ready."

As she replies, Yut sends her gaze to Yona. She sat faceless on the lion.

But I don't see your face in a good mood, but I get it.

The lions of the heavenly species stop their feet and make their noses snap.

"Oh, you finally have enemies"

As he began to descend the stairs, Batras of the avant-garde looked at the end of the aisle and set up his sword and shield.

Same style as Valtrude, but with this robot, it focuses more on defense.

Two men ran up the curved staircase, on a black-crushed robe, lowering the holy mark of two pairs of closed eyes. Is it a style where you don't wear more armor than you used to? Or did you not have time to prepare for a sudden raid?

Either way, the men were motivated (...).

"Our God. Quiet, empty, give the unholy intruder the power to absolve himself of sin.

There is no spiritual agitation in sight of a robot or lion.

He casts a divine spell on his mouth and pushes his dagger (short sword) against his back. I guess he's trained in interpersonal combat, not monsters. It's a small swing weapon, but it doesn't have to be destructive or anything. If you put your weapon into your body with faith, people will die.

Yes, if you're a person.

"Mmm."

Playing with a shield the dagger of the first Murgusz faithful - at least bishop (bishop) class - who have come towards you, strikes back with a wide range of swords, Broadsword. Another man jumps out of the shadow of his lagging companion by holding down his shoulder, waving a dagger.

A series of strikes that are released twice and three times.

It is, however, all inhibited by the thick armor of the robot and can only scratch the surface.

"Doesn't it hurt"

All I felt was a degree of itch caught by the cat, but I raise my voice in protest.

As Batras stepped down the stairs, he nailed his enemies with a sword flanking them all over the aisle as if to sweep them away.

Get out of the way.

"I can't hear that. It's a consultation."

Dressed to protrude a sword in a floating tone, he takes his stance and never lets it pass behind him. On the contrary, the Murgusz faithful only try to move, wounded by a sword of restraint.

It's not a deep wound, but that's why I can't even leave it.

As I rated my focus on defense, I didn't have enough power to defeat my enemies with one blow. But the escort knights don't need it. If you can stop the assassin from acting and protect the queen, that's fine.

In that sense, I can say more than Valtrude.

In the first place, in this counter-attack operation, I had doubts about the collaboration between the Bergler and the Murgoosh faithful - not from it.

Simply, one thing I didn't want to take the time.

The other was in the unexpected strength of Batras borrowed from Queen Elizabeth.

"Do it."

In response to Jonah's decree, a lion of the heavenly species slips through the side of the robot. And stretch his gigantic body all over him and devour it to the throats of the Murgush faithful.

"Damn, Holy Beast!

An unstable posture while falling, but avoiding fatal injuries at the expense of one arm, he stabbed the dagger at the base of his leg. The blade went through, but ends with a scratch inhibited by spiritual (aura) and thick fur that prevents attacks from those with evil phases.

Still, the possibility of reversal remains if we have physical abilities that have been strengthened by the "One God".

"Garruuuuuuuuu"

Crush that future, another fucking lion.

When I forced myself into my head from across, I bit and bit the whistle down my back throat.

"Kuchyu......"

Just a shout of exhalation. When you're still alive, your body moves when you can fight. I have no intention of surrendering or negotiating.

That was certainly a threat......

"Grrrrrrrrrr ah"

There's just no ability to regenerate like an animal man, and at the end of the day, he bites his arm off a thousand times and runs out of measures.

It didn't take long until another Murgusz believer followed.

"... you didn't turn up"

"There's as much ahead as there is."

"Well, I could have kept it warm, no complaints..."

The sight of a bloody tragedy does not move one eyebrow, and Yut speaks to his neighbor, Arsia. Not lately, but to this extent, until a short while ago, it was a routine tea meal.

As a matter of course, Alcia is also flat.

It hasn't been as relieved as it was before when the Fox (Warfox) was attacked.

Maybe I'm too worried, but I'm relieved.

"Yona, you've got an injured child. I'll heal you."

"Oh. Mr. Batras is mine."

The healing of divine spells is ineffective for robots. Instead, a Physical Spell of Object Restoration (Restore), which repairs the Magic Doll (Golem), and so on, is required.

Yut, who found out about it, was well prepared for the spell.

But the lion of the heavenly species was honestly treated, but Batras apologizes.

"Don't worry. That's a scratch to this extent. Besides, when this battle is over, we have to show the kids the paper play Batras vs Eternal Walyats - The Return of the Evil Factory Manager. You will not die."

"What's that? Was that what you were doing?

"Actually popular"

In the backing of the Albino girl, Yut gives a subtle look like he was fed even by things he doesn't like.

The look on my face that I don't want to admit reality but have to admit it.

"Well, from the name of the villain, it sounds childish and good..."

Besides, it's not if you're pursuing it now.

Fish down the enemy's belongings, retrieve only the key bundle one had and move on.

But that leg will stop soon.

Down the stairs, the boulders blocked the way. There are 3 meters vertical and horizontal just as far as you can see. The thickness would be about the same.

Trap to prevent intruders. The two people who came under attack seemed to be in the role of buying time to get this up and running.

"Okay. Now it's my turn."

Breaking and entering. Quick stop. But I haven't moved as anyone. Rather, Valtrude is delighted.

"Select"

Lower your allies back and choose the ability to grant them to the Horseman Sword (White Knight) placed on the Glass Iron Sheath.

The body that emerged from the sheath housed the source forces of earth, water, fire, wind, light and darkness, and was colored in six colors: yellow, blue, red, purple, white and black.

Simple configuration with a focus on power.

"Lightning March"

There, moreover, advances with the protection of the thunder of the Hellenonian God.

No one can inhibit the Holy Knight (Paladin), which has become a light, nor can it.

A roar echoes in the cave, and soil smoke rises.

The sight I saw when it subsided could not be common sense. And it was what the Yuts thought it was.

In other words, the boulders that were holding back the way they were going have disappeared, and the path to the interior of the Murgush diocese has been widened.

Beyond that, there was an ambush - there was no such thing as an ambush.

Probably because I don't normally think of it as physically destroying that one.

"You look fine. We have to hurry."

Quickly rearranged, the Yuts stepped into the enemy land in earnest.

Despite the absence of Larsia, a bandit (Rogue), the search row progressed well.

Regardless, the trap wasn't set up... not from.

Poison arrows, jaws, fishing heaven, pitfalls. I guess it's a mechanism where you can switch on and off with some kind of switch, more than interfere with your life even if you let it start up from time to time.

That means it's also possible for bandits to disarm it, but they didn't.

"No problem."

Because Batras, who leads the way, activated them all and fed them flat.

The poison does not work on the robot, the spear cannot pierce the armor, and the falling ceiling is supported by both hands, flying back out of the pit through the sky.

Really dependable.

Reliable, but it was a breakthrough way for the person I set up to be pathetic.

The magical trap was cursed (dispelled) after Yut discovered it, so would that at least be a consolation?

The sharp sense of smell of the lions of the heavenly species also greatly helped.

"Go!"

As always, in keeping with Jonah's decree on his back, he jumps to the Murgush followers lurking in the shadows. If it was one-on-one, we could have fought more than each other, but the benefits of numbers were here.

In the first place, lions are animals that hunt in groups.

It strikes me multiple to one, breaks my neck, bites me in the throat and chokes me. No matter how strong you are against physical damage, you can't operate without being able to breathe.

I didn't even have time for the Yuts to get their hands on it.

And there was only the main mountain of the Murgush faith, with lots of normal living space. A private room inhabited by believers, in a dining room, kitchen, training room, classroom with large numbers of people.

There was even a wine brewery, and Valtrude seemed a little jealous.

But it is a place where those who believe in God, who have evil ministers, gather together.

Undecent facilities also existed.

One is a pile of white bones stacked in a garbage dump and a thought place.

The other was a dungeon we encountered about five stories down.

"I'll do something mundane...... ugh"

"Val, wait"

A space where odors like even stood up. Hygienically, the worst.

In such a narrow cell, many children, whose bones had surfaced and even traces of assault, found themselves stuffed, Valtrude rushed without arrows or standing.

But Yut grabbed his beloved wife's shoulder as she tried to come out of the tail and pushed it away.

Exactly, it is hard to believe that there is a trap here, but it is conceivable that this situation is in itself a sort of trap.

"I'll come first."

Batras, inspired by that intention, proved the safety of the dungeon with himself ahead of time, after which Yut followed.

"Magic Sensing"

And use spells to discover magic and magical traces, floors, ceilings and walls. Besides, I observed every child in the cell in an iron lattice or key to make sure there was no trick.

"Looks fine."

"I'm sorry. I was too short-circuited."

"No, I think Val is more right as a human being."

"Stop saying that."

"That's right, Yut."

"... Yes"

My spouse and fiancé blame me for the outrageous way I say it and honestly reflect on it. Before the innocent children, Yut may also have lacked a little peace.

Because I don't know if it was crushed or innate - but there are dozens of them. Their eyes, they were all losing light.

"It's all right now. We'll protect you."

Faster than Yut, who tried to try the key bundle he picked up, he cleaved the iron lattice with a heavenly mounted sword.

……

But there is no response from the children, whether they are confused or unable to utter words either. There was no joy, no suspicion of intruders, nothing.

"Val."

Touching that her shoulder, Alcia enters the cell instead.

"You know the language, don't you? As my sister said earlier, there's no one to bully us anymore. And..."

Once she separated the words, she did her hand to the crimson eyelid.

Keep your fingers behind you and remove the magic device (magic item) that aids your vision.

"Mr. Arcia..."

I can't see my face.

I guess that's better.

But when I wonder how you feel about doing that, I remember helplessness in myself for letting you do that.

"Touch it? I'm just like you guys."

Take each hand and let it touch your tightly closed eyelids.

Maybe her gentle voice became a factor in opening her mind, but gradually the understanding spread - and the dungeon filled with the crying of the children.

"Talk, don't you get angry? Don't you want to?

"Ain't nobody gonna take you anymore?

"Suddenly, you're not gone?

"I'm hungry..."

Kids talking out like they cut a weir.

When it couldn't be packed, the familiar Jonah retreated to the entrance. In fact, the adults acquiesce to it that they will need a lookout.

"You're all right now. Don't worry."

Instead it was Batras who came forward. A mechanic who seems to be a cat lover as well as a child lover slapped a metal chest and affirmed it all.

In the meantime, Yut distributes the preserved food he had in his bag of infinite storage with Valtrude, but it seems very unlikely to be enough.

"Do you know why I was here?

"I was here when I realized."

"I think I was sold...... Because I heard your father and mother talking."

"I don't know..."

Alcia, who retied her crimson eyelids, asks the children what happened to check the situation.

They were collected by various means, but apparently, they were innate blind. When they all do, it can't be a coincidence.

I guess I was going to make it a dedication to Murgoosh.

That's all it means to have broken in.

"But you can't leave me alone."

"Mr. Batras, I'm sorry -"

"I understand. Let's keep these kids responsible."

Batras was to take two heavenly lions and settle down before returning to the Tubasa with his blind children.

Meanwhile, the Yuts go further into the lower layers.

The number of people has decreased, but the strength of the war remains unchanged. No, Valtrude's morale in particular grew and he went underground at a pace more than ever before.

Thus, he continued his march with few words for about an hour and finally reached the centre of the Diocese of Murgush.