Sendai Yuusha wa Inkyou Shitai

A kicked off biholder hits the wall and Yong reaches for Quong.

"Quon! Lend me the bitterless Kunai!!

Kunai responds as he was played to the words he shouted in haste.

"Ah, Aniki!

Quon was so frightened by a series of shocks that he couldn't keep up with his thoughts.

Throw bitterness into the hands of bravery, ashamed of it as immature.

"Thankyou.... come on!

Bravery, who put his index finger through the ring on his bitterless patterned ass, turns bitterless as he twirls, and when he holds it backwards, he kicks the ground and presses the flesh.

Yang suddenly stopped his leg when he got to the distance where he said he could slash him in a few more steps.

"... I thought maybe."

In contrast to being confronted to become a wall, Yong unravels his structure.

"Kick-ass...... boulders are the blood of a witch. I never knew I could fight this far against a biholder who lived from the time of the Divine Age."

The vampire girl, Pymon, appeared to block Biholder and Bravery.

"... so to speak, when it appeared to it.... even the bi-holders who have been around since the time of the Divine Age, are your men... so good?

Bravery asks without taking his gaze off Pimont for a moment as he turns his fingers around bitterness free.

Pimont, on the other hand, just laughs "kick".

But the mouth connected, the laughing eyes speak eloquently, even without opening their mouths.

Name and answer,.

"... so? Should I deal with you next?

Chaki.

Grasp the bitterness you were turning around, and point your cut at Pimont.

But that being said, Yong felt something similar to his instincts that he wouldn't be fighting Pimont here right now.

(leading to Aquadine and Umbra, my most hated type)

This opponent is not the kind of guy who crushes enemies without question.

It would be the type to set the stage and care about performances to fight.

"Kiki Kiki.... The land is sealed with a few star frosts, resentment, and an incalculable curse.... but at this time, the purpose of the concubine is not to kill you."

Raising his index finger, Pimont laughs niggly.

"Death is the only way to fight the blood of a rival.... Ki, Ki! Kick-ass!!"

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A pymon that has been transferred and disappeared with a proclamation or no or biholder.

Apparently, it really disappeared, and I don't see any signs of metastasis around.

"Quon. Any sign of a biholder?

Asked as he walked in the direction of Quon in an attempt to give him his bitterness, Quon immediately turned his attention to his surroundings.

"... no, it looks like he's gone. I don't feel weird."

I stood my ear up and explored the signs around me. Quon shook his neck to the side.

Apparently, you're really gone. When I accidentally leaked a sigh of relief, there was a fluttering sound and three idiots rushed over.

"Black-haired! I thought you were the man to do it, but I can't believe you took out that monster! The boulder is the deputy leader of the Black Rose Sky Thieves!

"How long have I been deputy commander?"

Paying off Angelica's hand as she pounded her head, I jumped and grabbed Raven Brand, who remained stuck in the ceiling, pulling it out.

"Phew, I feel like I'm finally on the ground."

As he pulled out the demon sword and landed, Raven said in a sigh mix.

"It was somewhat quiet, but something happened?

The devil's sword in your hand is fundamental to hustle. But this demon sword did not speak a word during the battle with that biholder.

"I am not a demon sword. It makes sense that if magic doesn't serve, you won't be able to talk, just like the magic gate broke."

No, I don't. I've done a little bit of magic. The Devil's Sword or something is a tease.

With Raven in his sheath, Fiona approached with a labyrinth offensive book in one hand.

"I'm relieved you're not in love with peace."

"If Grandma's thirsty enough to come.... So what do we do after this?

When I asked, Fiona opened the strategy book and showed it to me.

"I'll lay the magic formation on the next floor. After that, we'll move on to the labyrinth again, but from the next floor, things will change."

"On your own?... Hey, it's like a red puddle on this map?

I point to something that exists everywhere on the map drawn in the offensive book.

... Yes, that's like a damage map that you often see in games.

It's going to be difficult on the volcano stage.

"Magma."

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Through the labyrinth, it was a volcanic cave - the landscape suddenly changed as much as I would say.

After defeating Biholder, passion struck us like scorching skin as we walked through a room called Beat, connecting the 10th to 11th floors.

Until the tenth floor it was a labyrinth marked by ruin-like artificiality, but this hierarchy seemed, in turn, to be a natural object beyond the reach of man.

"This guy... sounds pretty tight."

The hierarchy up to the tenth floor was clearly an easy one to say if you're an adventurer who's somewhat used to it, but it's my mistake to feel that the difficulty has jumped since you entered the eleventh floor?

"This hierarchy from the eleventh floor is called the First Time Killer. There's no such thing as a trap, but the height of the magma changes like a tidal pull, and when you realize it, you can't escape... what a good thing it happens"

Fiona's neck explains without a sweat has a necklace made of sapphire-like jewels.

Oh, you're using demon props for this guy vs. the heat!?

Bernadette, who was somewhat quiet, comes forward when he remembers his anger at Fiona for whom I had only my share of demonic props for the heat.

"Wind, wrap us up and drain the heat..." Cool "!... Phew, this should make it a lot easier."

Bernadette uses magic at the same time as he comes forward. Then, a cold wind blows and envelops us.

"Oh! Is this magic?

"Yes, I can use this level of magic without a cane."

"Kuh! Thank you, Sister's sister. I'll stay like this. Then I'm gonna die hot."

Angelica and Quon cheer on the magic of Bernadette's cooling.

I was about to thank Bernadette, and Bernadette stopped by.

"We couldn't do anything earlier, and we need to do this."

"I don't care. It's the right material, the right material."

When I laughed and answered Bernadette, who seemed guilty, Bernadette looked even sadder.

"... is the right material for Mr. Yashiro to die?

I accidentally whispered to Bernadette's words, who kept his voice down so that it could be heard only by me.

"I also know that Mr. Yashiro didn't die... and fight for it as a weapon.... but using it as a matter of course... makes my chest painful."