My sister-in-law has become a brave man.

The Twenty-third Day of the Other World

The rain stopped, so we finally set off for our first dungeon [Hall of the Necromancer (Reis)].

... but.

Last night, in the next room, I made a doozy noise and said, "Stop it!" Regrouza, who was yelling, is feeling a little tired before she goes out.

Apparently, Aida attacked me after bedtime.

but, well, I didn't hear an arrogant voice, so I managed to repel it (probably).

While I was relieved that I didn't get into the eighteen forbidden worlds beyond the thin walls, Regrouza thought it was a reward for my todome stabbing, but for now, how about an array of spirits living in a legendary weapon? and I'm full of irony wanting to rattle the producer.

It should be sealed, Aida.

But Regrouza doesn't like, uh, beauties?

Aida, even though it's an aggressive meal.

At the end of the day, he was desperately threatening to sink into the lava (magma) sea.

Like, you couldn't do it because you're human?

So, what if he looks like an animal man?

... Yeah.

Well, let's not think deeply.

When did you say, "Men are surprisingly delicate creatures...?" He said it in tears.

I was born a woman. I don't know if I can think about it.

After breakfast I left Lausandola and finally stopped a long walk away.

Regluza lays her ears down perfectly and blows a white whistle that is made of dragon bones.

It's a signal to call White Dragon.

It seemed like a dog whistle, and I didn't hear anything, but the moment I blew it, I noticed that Regrouza's furrows were faintly upside down.

And when I was finished blowing, I would move my ears, lying flat down.

"Is that a bad sound? When asked," I don't hear it clearly, but I really feel like my nerves are being reversed.

I thought it would be easier to be a powerful horseman who didn't need to be looked after, but I didn't expect him to have taken such subtle damage every time I called him.

And it's a pity because it can't be called well in any other way.

Well, it doesn't sound like me at all, so it didn't do any damage.

This is a short, empty journey.

The [Hall of the Necromancer] was just over one mountain from Lausandola, so it didn't take much longer to arrive.

White Dragon, ordered to "wait" outside the hall, greets the loyal dog on the spot.

I don't know what's going to happen, so keep the saddle and reins on.

I've gotten used to me a lot, so when I stroked my slippery urchin and said, "I'm coming," he replied, ringing in an unexpectedly cute voice.

Just like your husband.

Speaking of which, since it was a dungeon expedition, I tried to equip the knuckle so I removed it from the subspace and Regrouza stopped me.

The only way to equip it is to "leave me alone when I'm not around." He repeats what he has said before, "If you think it's dangerous, give me the" Almighty. "

So I didn't strike indiscriminately with knuckles, I thought, but I can't say it in front of my serious face.

Eventually, I was going to go in the same style as fluttering through the city, and I just leaned my neck a little too.

All right, this is it?

... hmm.

Well, okay.

By the way, Legruza is equipped with a spear (Aida).

"I can't even leave it at the inn," he said, carrying it in a grumpy manner.

It's not a treatment of legendary weapons, but since the contents are Aida, I don't think I can help it.

That's how they headed to the [Necromancer's Hall], which looked like an old library, about three floors away.

I've heard so many wizards and mercenaries have come and explored before, it's an old place, but it's not broken anywhere, and it looks so beautiful without spiders.

I wonder why? And when I leaned my neck, Regrouza told me that it was because of the powerful magic of restoration on the hall itself.

Hmm.

I'm not sure from the outside, but was he a wizard who liked the house?

Well, no.

I'll take it easy to step in.

"Ugh. What is it? The magic is perfect.

I rounded my eyes.

Everything on the spot seems magical, and my eyes seem tired watching too much.

Besides, it's all magic made of letters I don't know, and it doesn't make sense.

I know that's not true, but it sounded harassing and a little irritating.

"Ah. This is [an ancient language (enchanted rune)].

"Don't touch the murmur.

I was glad I had the only thing to know, and when I went in front of a nice painting in the entrance hall (entrance) and put my hand up, Regrouza stopped me.

Sure, it might be dangerous to touch it inadvertently.

It doesn't seem like weird magic, but there may be physical traps (traps).

It's a portrait of a blonde, gorgeous beauty sitting in a chair in a white dress, so I don't know much about it.

I gave up on touching for now and lowered my hand, reading [Ancient Language] woven inside that painting.

"Right Gloves, Red Flowers, Rainbows on the Lake, Palm Snow."

Every time I read one, the next word appears to come up.

I wonder what this is?

I leaned my neck and read the last word that came out.

"The Silver Bell That Won't Ring."

Once, the painting pah! and glowed, and me and Regrouza, who were before it, were flown to a different place.

Next to Regrouza, who is guarding the area with his spear on his back, I look over to the room with "Ho Ho".

It was a museum room, like an eyeball exhibition room.

We are in front of the back wall of that space, which is a luxurious place.

The wall was painted with the exact same beautiful woman as it was in the entrance hall.

It's full of magic again, but this one was [ancient language], so it can be deciphered.

"... Rio, what did you do?

As I glanced over to decipher the magic of the room, Regrouza asked, confirming that there were no enemies.

"I just read the [ancient language] that was in the picture. It wasn't a spell, and it was a magic formation like the magic exit of the transfer that was woven into the painting, so I figured it would be nothing. Looks like that was the keyword I read that made the magic team walk backwards.

I said, "More than that, isn't it?" and point to the stone table in the center.

Placed on top of it was a book, with dark colored air.

Yeah.

Magic Book (Grimoire).

Is this Ward the Wizard?

Regrouza nodded disappointingly.

"Suddenly you come... They also said it didn't exist..."

With that said, you can't help what you found.

Daijibu? And when I asked him, he shook his head beside him, and said nothing to me, so I went to look at the book of magic.

Ah. Good.

It's got a key, but it's not sealed.

I just put my hand up to take a look, and they grabbed my clothes and pulled me back.

It's a regrouza that was resurrected at some point.

"I would tell you not to touch it. It's not what I figured out what's being set up.

"Ah. That's probably, Daijbu. Because if you don't open that door, it looks like the trap in this room isn't moving.

Point to the door on the wall across the street where there is only one in the room.

And.

"Looks like this book is almost ready to unravel the magic of this house. Wouldn't it be safer to take this, disable the magic of restoration, and crush every house?

"... I don't know your" safety "standard.

I thought it was a groundbreaking proposal for me, but I couldn't get you to agree to why.

I wonder why?

No one will want to live in a haunted house, and we'll all be safer to break it down.

Regluza didn't approve of crushing the house itself, even if I explained so.

but for now he took that book of magic and agreed to unlock the magic on the house.

It was Regrouza who did it to take the Book of Magic, as it is possible that a physical trap has been set.

Nothing happened, so I was relieved to watch by my side.

"Probably came on the route for the owner of this building.

I finally realized that Legruza, who overlooked the Book of Magic, told me, I see.

I used a loophole for dungeon producers to soak up all the routes along the way, and all of a sudden they came to a hidden map with a final chest.

Uh...

For now, sorry?

I was given a magic guide by Regluza, so I stored it in subspace.

I'd really like to take a closer look, because I can hear something nasty.

"Regrouza, is this house suddenly getting messy?

"... Hmm. Maybe with the magic solved, the time that's been stopped is starting to flow all at once.... This place can also collapse. Rio, can we go back to the entrance?

"Yeah. Get back from the magic formation of the painting earlier -

Once again, he returns to the front of the painting, tapping the center of the magic formation, sending in magic, and activating the magic of the metastasis.

It's easy because the magic team over here is at the entrance (for an escape for this time?).

Painting is pah again! and glow, we move in front of the other one in the entrance hall.

Finally, from the [Hall of the Necromancer], which is genuinely aging and collapsing, he jumped out in a hurry.

Flying off in the White Dragon now is going to get as much dirt smoke as you want.

I asked Regrouza to hold onto the White Dragon, and I expanded my defensive magic more quickly than usual.

"Almighty."

Wrap us up with every white dragon with rainbow chavon balls.

I snapped in my heart as I watched one building collapse over there freshly sounding the ground.

I'm sorry, Heavenly Sound.

I broke one dungeon.

Well, Heavenly Sound wouldn't be mad to know this.

[Necromancer's Hall] Oh, my God, because that's not the toko he wants to go to.

Or so I thought, I could hear a deafening scream.

"Is that it?... Hey, regrouza. The Necromancer will burn in the sun and vanish. Uh. Because the house is gone, and the toco to hide is gone? Because I come all the way out here... Hmm? Necromancer extinction? Is this your job done?

"... tyrannical.

"Why are you looking at me and saying it? I didn't break it, did I?

After all, the [Black Scripture (Noir Bible)] didn't turn up. Wait for the earthen smoke to subside while we talk about it. After a while, the [Hall of the Necromancer] turned into a pile of rubble, it unlocked the "Almighty."

The air around me poured into the closed space.

Moments.

My whole body swells deliberately and I sift into a slight chill.

Regrouza stands upside down with her hairy hair.

White Dragon wakes up swooning, with a sounding voice.

This, the smell.

It's terrible, it looks like iron rust.

Of blood, smell.

And.

A very tiny, sobbing voice.

"Wait, Rio!

He was almost unconsciously running out and couldn't afford to answer the voice he called from behind, or turn around.

I found out in Kang that the crying voice belonged to a girl about the age of Heavenly Sound.

A strong smell of blood had informed me that something was happening that should not happen.

The same instinct was awakening when Lar Arc was about to be exposed.

But now, a stronger sense of impatience is pushing me.

Sobbing voices are so weak that they seem to disappear now.

Running up a pile of unstable debris, looking in the direction in which his voice was heard.

The sight I see freezes blood all over my body.

"What are you?!

A man in a black robe with a bloody running eye cried out to me when he noticed me with the crumbling sound of a pile of rubble.

It was all supposed to have collapsed [the Hall of the Necromancer], and only spaces like that hall were pompous and intact.

And on the floor in front of the man is a huge magic formation that looks familiar.

In the center is a child locked in a cage tied up in chains.

Each of the four corners of the magic formation had four girls in captivity, whose arms were cut deep and rolled, making a red pond-like blood on a white stone floor.

They were girls as old as Heavenly Sound.

Of the four, it turns out that three are no longer breathing.

The last one, who was faintly sobbing, breathed in a daze at the end of my gaze, losing her strength as she was tired, and she stopped moving.

Something that was making the creature a living thing disappeared like smoke, and I felt her leave forever.

――――――

No sound.

My body was wrapped in the “darkness” that erupted from the shadow at my feet and came up swirling like a tornado.

And.

Watch the man's blood-running eyes open to the extreme, reflecting the burning “darkness”.

Cottori and when I tilt my neck.

In a black flame, my lips were distorted by a smile very similar to mine.

(Received by Ichihui Castle. Published April 23, 2011.