Man of Dungeon

"Okay! Well, I'll see how it goes first."

Pioneer: Sigesato.

There are also candidates, and as the first Guardian offense, Sigesato and Volchan are chosen.

The Tame Monster seemed to count on a set with the Servant and was usable.

However, there are limitations on the ability of a monster to serve no more than five party members.

With Vol using that frame, Jisan inevitably needed to fight without service.

Members other than Sigesato enter the spectator area reserved for the same floor.

Invisible walls appear in the spectator area and cannot seem to be handed out.

Then a warp floor emerges, from which a mechanical soldier emerges.

The name displayed on the mechanic is "Lancer Machine".

"Don't be alarmed, Shigesato-kun"

Copy that, sir.

When Jisan briefly calls out, Sigesato replies with pleasure.

"Well..."

Sigesato enters a battlefield posture.

Lancer Machine is waiting on the spot with the same silver cone-shaped long spear as his body on his right arm and a pentagonal thick shield on his left arm to spookily shine the red mono-eye.

"Alright! I'm coming!!

The battle begins with that word.

Sigesato shoots a bullet instead of greeting him.

Vol taps the flamethrower into the Lancer Machine as he pukes from his mouth to respond to it, too.

Those attacks land on the Lancer Machine.

"... you're tough"

However, the Lancer Machine's HP has not decreased.

Its thick shield prevents long-range attacks.

Battle messages pop as Sigesato tours his thoughts on tactics.

[Skill: Mega Rush]

Lancer Machine puts the spear forward and comes running in a straight line aiming at Sigesato.

"Huh...!

Although Sigesato usually tries to intercept with an attack, Lancer Machine is successfully protecting himself forward by shield and does not stop the momentum.

In the meantime, the Lancer Machine reduces its distance from Sigesato all at once, and then releases a sudden stop, an intense thrust.

That one poke blurs Sigesato.

"Shigesato-kun......!

Jisan accidentally gives a voice to guide Shigesato to safety.

Sigesato's HP decreases by about 1/4. It seems to have been spared a direct blow by traveling straight into the horizontal direction at a single piece of paper.

But...

[Skill: Tempest Thrust]

"Huh...!

Lancer Machine does not hesitate to mortar against the disfigured Sigesato.

An octagonal strike by a large spear strikes Sigesato.

For dragoons who do not have many means of defence in melee combat, all they can do is evade action.

But Shigesato, who has also temporarily risen to the master of melee combat, Kensei, reduces the number of bullets to 1 with minimal movement by an exceptional reflex nerve.

――

Was it an unexpected event for a mechanical soldier, perplexed for a moment, stationary?

At the next moment, again, Sigesato's battle message pops.

[Skill: Melting Flame]

――

The ground, two metres in radius, stains red. The molten rock effect emits radiance and releases thermal energy.

In the next moment, the "Lancer Machine” will be wrapped in red lotus flames blowing from the ground.

"Mr.Ki-yu! Vol, hey!

Sigesato expresses his gratitude to the user of his skills, the Merit.

"Isn't that burning fever easy for your shield?

――――

"I'll decide! Skill: Destroy Piercing Gun!

Piercing performance grand moves with Dorado in place.

It ejects a muscle of bullets from close range that leaves behind laser-like remnants.

"I'm sorry, but I have to beat Gorillas about you..."

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"Thank you for waiting! It's stronger than I thought. You should be careful."

"Vol!"

"Good job, good job"

Jisan welcomes a humble winner.

"Okay, well, I hope we won, but how do we get upstairs?

"Is that it?

There was a purple ring-shaped effect near the center of the room at the tip of Sarah's finger.

Four people and one in all go into that effect.

Then, as assumed, warp occurs.

The atmosphere in the room hasn't changed much, but it did seem to be upstairs there.

The obvious difference from the room you have been in, it is the presence of the next Guardian.

The name displayed on the mechanic is "Castor Machine".

"Well... it's my turn..."

The elf, a young elder standing in a rucksack, soothes his clear, long hair…