Nozomanu Fushi no Boukensha

- Anything that always says hope is betrayed.

If I said that, would I be a little too pessimistic?

But if you look at the situation I'm in right now, I'm sure you'll change that feeling, too.

Anyway, I'm in despair right now.

Six legs, a flat but sturdy dragon's body, grow hard scales in turtle-like armor.

Those eyes are more beastly than intelligence, and the only thing those eyes are trying to capture are just weak creatures that should fit in their bellies.

-Tarask.

There was the demon from which the popular name of this "Marsh of Talasks" came.

I wish I didn't have to run into him, he's all I thought he was, but to be honest, I'm not so surprised that I ran into him.

Because the flocks of the intended plant Dragon Blood Flowers existed in such a way that they were surrounded by Talask habitats, and they knew it was not easy to get through without finding them.

Still, I have looked carefully at the number of other demons appearing in the marking to avoid treading on the Tarask habitat for once, but they have failed to do so by stunning.

This is a very bad thing.

But when this happens, we're going to have to fight.

Should I say fortunate to be unhappy, it doesn't work for me about the poison Tarask has.

For that reason, you just have to fight the normal demons and win.

The question is whether that's all I have...

"...... Grrrr!!

The roaring roar of a talask sounds like an ear-busting roar.

Definitely would recognize me as an enemy.

Ha ha. I don't mean it, but I just have to fight...

I pull out my sword, relative to Tarask.

Then Tarask ran out at me.

Talask's body is a giant that just looks up and is the choice between being instantly bounced off or crushed if it hits that thing, such as a human being.

Naturally, I wasn't going to choose either of those ends.

Attract the thrust of Talask to the last minute.

Talask is a demon with a turtle-like armor and a long neck stretched up from it.

If you want to take it down, there are many different ways you can think of it, but there are roughly two ways a swordsman can take it.

You can either slap each of them off or you can slit their necks off.

As for the former, it is impossible without considerable arms and weapons.

It is also used as a material for silver and gold protective equipment when it comes to Talask's armor.

It boasts considerable strength even without machining by a blacksmith, and its thickness is not comparable to that of a turtle.

Knocking it off would be extremely difficult for me.

Well, if it's that technology that combines all of the magic, chi, and holy chi, maybe I can, but I'm not willing to do a good job considering what I did when I shouldn't.

Because if you lose your weapon in this state, that's the end of it.

That's not really a choice other than when you have zero hitters.

So what are we gonna do, we're gonna go in the direction of chopping off our necks?

I jumped up to Tarask for it, and rode on top of it.

Cut your neck off from behind as it is.

I waved my sword with that intention.

- Kan!

and the sword is played along with the sound as if it had hit metal.

The shock seemed to have made Tarask realize my presence on his back too, and all of a sudden he fell over and rolled with all that giant.

- Ooh!

Mud from the wetlands, erupted by the action of Talask, inhibits the sight of the surrounding area, with a grunting roar that

That's just a threat, but I'm the one who's done with that, and if I were a normal person, this would also make me have to worry about poison.

It's a nasty attack, but I have no problem with how much mud sticks to my body.

The sight is also not as inhibited as I thought, or seems to have more information than what I was capturing in human sight, and I can see that there are creatures on the other side of it, which should not be visible with mud.

I don't know, this.

I don't know why, but I'd say it's a very convenient sight.

I believe in that vision, push through the mud mist and rain, and head to Talask.

Still rolling and slamming my body on the damp ground again, so I'm shaking as if the earthquake had just arrived here, and it's pretty hard to act, but still the neck of the tarask I'm targeting is itself coming closer to the ground, rather because it's rolling.

You should be able to cut it off if you don't even timing it right.

If there is a problem, it is the sharpness of the sword, but it will be time to use it here.

With what?

Well then of course......

Cage your strength in the sword.

Magic...... and I'm curious.

Magic fusion technique.

If you can't cut it normally, you can destroy it from the inside.

That's the thing.

Well, if you're really a master at using demonic fusion, you can also concentrate that destructive power on one point and increase the sharpness, but at least you're not the skill I can have right now.

It is a blast at the mercy of power.

Come on, let's go.

Run out with care for your body as well as your sword.

The thought of using more than usual quickly carried me to the base of Tarask's neck.

Talask's movements have not yet stopped.

I couldn't be relaxed, I waved my sword instantly.

And when the sword hits Tarask's neck...

With the roar, the scales covering Tarask's neck were shattered and scattered.

- Did you do it?

I stopped moving thinking that for a moment, but unfortunately it doesn't seem like a weak demon to say Tarask enough to do it to this extent.

I was caught off guard when an attack from my fingernails flew in.

I rush to avoid it, then I look at Tarask's neck to give him another blow, but by then it was already after he had gone far higher.

I mean, Tarask seems to have decided to get himself up and fight.

If I were human, it would have been much harder to fight earlier, but this way of fighting was tougher for me now that I'd be farther from where I was aiming.

In the first place, when I was a human, I couldn't handle Tarask.

Tarask moves those six legs cleverly, and he approaches me.

Speed isn't as good as it was earlier, maybe because you're reflecting on losing sight of me earlier and putting me on my back.

If so, Tarask would still be a terrible demon.

Because you will be learning well in this short time and using reflection to fight.

It is said that Talask is, in one way or another, a wild, living demon according to instincts, but it may also mean that rational brains have more than they say in the alley.

I preferred the retarded Tarask...

What can I do to say that?

But how did you fight from here?

It would still be best to ascend to your back and make an attack, but it doesn't seem like an atmosphere that would allow it.

This place......

And when I think about it, the mouse that was on my shoulder at some point is gone.

I wondered where he went...... and looked a little bit and he was running into Tarask's feet with great momentum.

Hey, it's gonna crush me, I thought, stop, but inside, how could I avoid doing well to avoid being trampled on by a Talask giant or a six-legged, and finally climbed up to its back?

I think it's something to do surprisingly.

I came here and was impressed with Edel for the first time.

However, even though they are usually considerably fatter than individuals, what happens to Adele, who is only a mouse (petite sleigh), just up the back of the tallasque...

That's what you think.

"... what!?

I felt suddenly suddenly sucked force from my body, and then Edel's body began to shine.