Ohanabatake no Maousama

"Well, Fidusia-san, it's a big thing! I thought I'd earn more time with more tangible traps, but it's no doubt that the dungeon collapses because it's such a bottom layer!"

――It's not like she is. Beudator screams beside Kudels muttering such impressions in his chest.

"Darn, in this situation, the scaffolding may be destroyed even if you go upstairs!" "How do you do that! It's no use to be sealed as it is alive!"

There is a trauma in the seal, and the morals look nasty.

"When it's time, I'll create a protected space out of ice, and I'll have to dig a hole from there to get to the exit."

"But isn't the magic of the West Demon completed in the meantime?"

"The only thing you need to do is to strengthen the protected space itself and endure the magic. If you're a three-man, there's no problem at all, and the dungeon itself will turn into a crater with the magic of Fidusia. I can omit it. "

While chatting, the three people rush through the dungeon, while Kudels mutters on the way.

"Oops, there's a pitfall ..." "Ky !?" At that moment, the morals running in front and Bellator's feet break apart. But Kudels caught morality from behind and jumped over the pits with Hyoi holding her.

"Uguo !?" Next to that, Bellator screams and falls into the hole. The polar bear has no wings, even if the limbs frantically flap.

And as Bellator disappeared there, the floor collapsed. No, if you look closely, it seems that it has collapsed, but it just seems that the whole has shaken.

"Well, the pitfall where you forced your opponent to run was, indeed, Mr. Fidusia. It's really deep that this flashy floor collapse was the best way to drive into this pitfall."

Looking down at the hole where Belator fell, Kudels murmured alone, and a polar bear appeared on his nose. Apparently, he made an ice scaffold on the way and made an ice staircase.

"You ... I've forsaken me on purpose now."

Certainly, Kouders' physical ability would have been enough to hold Belator with his free arm. Pointing out, Kuders shook his shoulders with his usual smiley smile.

"Because you don't die like this, it's just a bit painful." "Actually, I feel like I'm going to bow down and kill me."

Perhaps it is true, but unfortunately there is no time to do such a thing. Even now, the West Demon King must be steadily casting spells to build dangerous magic.

"It's a bear that's quite impatient. I can't become a senior god because of that. I suppose that my ability should be close to the supreme god. How long will I be promoted to a senior god, the" national level social influence "? Why can't I get it ... I wonder if I should think a little bit. "

"Relieved !!"

In the world of the gods, class is not just about power. Unless they have the social influence appropriate to that class, they can only stay in the lower class indefinitely.

In this respect, morals that freely control all emotions are extremely socially influential and can be said to be suitable for senior gods. By the way, it is only the parent's Seven Lights that a naive, loose-minded dart has social influence as a senior god.

`` But, well, I was able to circumvent that trap, '' Kuders said.Bellator's displeased morals tried to change the topic, and Kudels looked for a moment and answered the question. .

"Because it's a common pattern, I can get used to this level. I haven't been a childhood friend of Date with her ferocious Kullya and the evil Fusha."

Kudels opens the door at the end of the aisle, uttering such lines with confident expression. Then there was a stair that went up. And a huge iron ball filling the stairs ...

"Speak confidently or suddenly you'll fall into a trap, this idiot!" "No, I'm not good at detecting."

An iron ball rolls down from the head of Kuders, who laughs with a refreshing voice with a bang. But Kuders stepped forward as if nothing happened and kicked the ball up.

"Slimy !!"

The iron ball is thrown out to the upper floor with a loud noise. Is it because of the fact that the rear of the iron ball looked a bit lonely? But ...

"Hey, it's not over yet Kudels. It's a persistent iron ball. The creator's character is oozing out."

Looking back at the words of Berator, the kicked iron ball deformed with a rattling sound and began to transform into a humanoid golem. Unnecessarily detailed decorativeness gives the creator a special feeling.

"It's sweet. Arcane, mushrooms sealed!" But when Kuders snapped his fingers, countless mushrooms gushed out of the golem's whole body and contained the movement. There is no point in having mushrooms torn apart by force, before the mushrooms are regenerated one after another, as if they were stirring water in a water tank.

"What a terrible skill to say." "I really ooze my personality."

And when they noticed, the golem was completely trapped in a solid sphere of mushrooms. Under the brown umbrella, a quarn, a quand and a sad voice leak.

"Fufufu, come back to the sphere. You look good?" "It's really an Egui technique that goes well with Kudels." The moral voice of Bosori was muttered with a cool face.

"Well, let's get through these places quickly. It's a long relationship, so we can manage some of the traps that Fidusia set up." "What kind of childhood did you have?"

At that moment, Kuders' movement freezes. He muttered with a tired voice, thinking that he had been silent for a while with his hand in hand.

"... I don't want to remember much, so I'm silent."