Shadow Brave's Readventure - Re-Tale of the Brave

Lesson 2538: The Meeting of the Witches - A Paradise of Dreams

Unknown ore found in the depths of the Zema Mountains. Knowing that it was a substance with the properties of a region that normally does not exist, called the imaginary region, Kaito formed an investigation team and headed to the Zema Mountains.

That's why Ambra is an expert in geology. Thieln as an expert in ore. Both Quon and Soleil fighters. Celestia and Imina in relation to the matter of the imaginary range. I added myself and Tina to it, and entered the labyrinth (dungeon) that had been built deeper into the Zema Mountains.

In the labyrinth (dungeon) that broke into it, I was faced with the trouble of witnessing a fractured past in which almost all the information was confused with reality, but I started the investigation without any particular problems.

"... kite. Ceres is fine, but... one thing?"

Hmm?

What is it?

while being alert to others and others. Quon asks one question to the two of them who seem to have relaxed their shoulders as usual.

"What kind of guy comes out here?" I think it's worth it because Kite is so vigilant. "

"What, hey... I can tell right now, but you might say that you're close to the Guardian."

"Guardian (Guardian)...... noo. I'm going to fight it again."

The Guardian of the World (Guardian). Imagining that you might have to fight it, Solaire, sitting on Kite's shoulder, makes a big face. But even if it wasn't her, I didn't like Quon anyway.

I don't want to go to battles or chaos with that kind of guy, either.

"That's fine... but don't worry." I'm not just a Guardian, I'm not a Guardian. I just said it because it's like that, because it comes first. "

"But it's not the same as being strong."

That's right.

Keito laughs one at the confirmation of Koon. If it's strong or weak, it's overwhelmingly strong. So Keit responds with a little thought.

"If you dare to talk about your feelings, it would be closer to a firefly or a golem than a monster." More specifically, it's an organic golem.... "

Do you want to cum?

That's right.

Kate laughed one by one as Quon and Solaire bowed their heads together.

"It means a body that looks like a living thing. Well, there are a lot of cybernetics machines around Tina, so perhaps the nuances will be conveyed."

I see. More cyborgs than machines?

"That's right. It's not an exaggeration to say that the opposite is true of fireflies."

"Hah..."

Is it true that I am the opposite? Kaito's gaze turned to a salt flame, wondering if the fireflies were like that. Nevertheless, Tina still understood the approximate appearance. But Quon didn't seem to come very quickly.

Stuck to it?

"The body of the firefly is more or less organic on the outside." In contrast, the outside of here is metallic. It's not like the inside is meat. "

"I see... isn't that with normal creatures?"

It doesn't matter if we're together, but at the same time, I can't say that we're together.

You won't understand this story unless you understand the physical and biological story in order to grasp the essence. Therefore, Tina shook her head in response to Quon's query that she could not use her power to grasp the essence of her hand. And, while they all walked like that, they suddenly stopped.

"... apparently, it's faster to look than to talk."

"A hundred stories can only be seen at first sight." Is your master going to do it? "

It's a big deal. If you don't grasp it as a real experience, it will resonate in the future.

In response to Tina's question, Quon was even ahead of the Kites. In front of her, if you dare to say it, there will be about two meters like a person in full plate armor. The movement was smooth and did not give a sense of the golem's unique hardness.

If the only thing that doesn't have a human touch is that the blue and pale part that would fit into my eyes floats slightly - I really don't know if I don't keep an eye on it - and at first glance it seems like someone who entered before wearing armor. And that armor disappeared almost simultaneously when they recognized us.

"Slow"

It wasn't particularly fast for Quon. Quon unleashed a relentless slash on the armor he was weakening in an instant. The slash that was released to place it directly hits the armor that should have disappeared and creates a scar on the letter. However, Quon opens his eyes slightly to this result.

"... is it hard?"

It is true that I didn't really do it this time because I wanted to see how things were going. I understand that Quon was harder than he thought, even though he thought so inwardly. At the same time, I understand that it was not just armor that was hard.

(The intensity of the space itself is hard enough to be unusual... now < > is unlikely to be released)

< >. It's a slash that cuts through the dimensions and spaces that Quon often uses to clean up Miscellaneous Fish. Because the space itself is torn apart in the first place, most of the matter there is also torn apart together, but it seems that the space was of unusual intensity here.

(In the case of such a hard opponent, it would be easy to cut through the space itself and forcefully cut through it... but I can't hope for that either. It would be troublesome.)

I knew it, but I didn't think I'd be able to beat it with my bountiful combat strength. Quon understands it in an instant. So she decided what to do.

(For the time being... measure it or not)

Gradually, Quon's atmosphere instantly transforms into that of a Sword Princess. Then, she stopped the movement with a one-letter slash -- the quon's just too fast -- but she slashed continuously toward the armor.

……

This is the Sword Princess Quon. Celestia and Imina, the only ones who had never seen her true nature, were speechless. Especially in the case of these two people, this armor and armor had been engaged in a battle in the past. I was able to understand this armor's combat power, and it was enough to understand Quon's ability to lightly surpass it.

(... this is what it looks like.)

Quon emits countless blows, but not always the same amount of power per hit. Every time a blow was fired, it became heavier and sharper, and I was measuring how much damage I could do to this armor. That's why she has an approximate idea of the strength of this armor. She stops the bombing there once.

"Tina, do you know what this material is?"

"I don't know, but it shouldn't be a common material, such as steel or mithril. Of course, it would be different from the [Dream Mine], which is the purpose of this time. No, I can't say clearly because I haven't seen it since it was refined."

Tina shook her head in response to an inquiry that looked like she was observing a worn-out armor. So she asks the other way.

"What kind of feeling is that?" I know it's hard. "

"It's not as stiff as the hyenas." But not as soft as Orihar. And... it looks like you have the ability to repair yourself. "

It was a worn-out armor, but within a few moments of observation, it had returned to the original armor without any scratches. Well, I didn't originally release enough blows to reach the interior, so I had a question mark on how much damage was done, but it was hard to think of it as ordinary metal.

If there's anything else I want you to see, I'll do it.

“Never mind, we'll do it ourselves next time.”

I see.

Lance, who had a van Prate like a cavalry soldier, was fattening up again in one hand, and Quon exchanged swords in such a way that he dared to take that blow.

(It's pretty powerful... and it's fast enough. Is it okay to think of it as the same as the medium rank S monster?)

An equivalent amount of combat power to a monster classified as Rank S with pure combat power. Quon exchanged a number of swords to determine the strength of this armor. Well, to that extent, she wasn't particularly difficult for the most powerful swordsman in Enefia and her prestigious girlfriend.

Haha

Is this okay? Convinced that Quon was likely to have enough fighting power to be summoned, he released a sword that exceeded the strength and velocity of the armor that he had judged in the clash from earlier to sew the gap between the swords and the swords. I was already roughly aware of what I wanted to know, so the next blow was strong enough to reach the inside.

"... uuuu"

It was a sufficiently powerful blow, but as Tina explained, the contents of the armor were filled with biological substances that resembled muscles. I just regret that I had to do a cross-section that gave me a glimpse of my physiological disgust.

And, such a muscle-like substance stretches like a string from both sides of the torn cross-section and reconnects to become entangled. Reattach the section that is about to separate, and then the metal skin is regenerated and changed back.

(Hmm... if you don't do it in one blow, it'll play right away)

It's nothing, so I don't know what to say. I thought so as I looked at the armor that was trying to regenerate and release the sword again. Therefore, when I tried to regenerate and release the sword again, I broke in forcefully and Keon slashed.

Haha

How overwhelming. If I were a swordsman like this armor, everyone would unexpectedly be dazzled by Quon who could not catch up with me, but surpassed it even further and unleashed a more powerful swordsman.

The moment the armor was struck by an attack before it did so, it stopped moving again. Quon unleashed a series of speed strikes that scattered armor like a dice steak.

"...... I wonder if I can regenerate it by tearing it apart like this."

Looking at the armor falling apart and making a noise, Quon mouths such a thing. However, it seems that it was not completely defeated, and although it was much slower than before, the filamentous flesh stretched from the cross section and was about to be reunited.

"Hmmm... that's a bit of a surprise." That's just... that's it? "

"Was there anything else that bothers you?"

"... there's no core, this one."

Huh?

Tina opened her eyes slightly, saying that Tina had pointed to Quon. Essentially, there is a core at the core of any being. There shouldn't be any exceptions, whether they were monsters or people. Of course, if they were golems, for example, magic furnaces or fireflies, magic stones would play a core role. However, I didn't see anything in this armor that corresponded to its core. That's why Kate opened her mouth to the two of them who felt uncomfortable.

"Um... this one doesn't have a core." Rather, the enemies in this "Dream Paradise" (Mebius) mostly have no core. "

"I see... that's an imaginary area." Common sense doesn't seem to work. "

Is that possible? Quon is convinced that he is true to the situation that he would normally think he is. In the first place, it looks like paradise, but it's an empty space. We decided that we should move thinking that our common sense could not be understood. Tina asked Kite with a sideways look at her.

"Then what do you do to defeat it?" There is no core. If you have enough vitality to restore it even if it's torn apart, it's hard to defeat it. ”

”Well, that's the only way to perish... like this”

Ugh. Kite creates a sphere large enough to swallow all the armor remnants at the tip of her index finger. He then fired the ball as he moved his fingertips, erasing the wreckage that had fallen to the ground.

"It's pretty powerful... can you take that to mean we need so much for the wreckage?"

"I appreciate you taking that as a gesture."

"Phase I got it."

Apparently, I didn't have much time to come here with a bountiful battle force. Tina decides that it is necessary to strictly control the entry to "Dream Paradise" (Mebius).

Even in a weak state, I needed enough power to wipe out the Rank S monsters outside. If this was a good state, it was enough to observe that we had to strike even more incredible power.

"Well, that's fine. Let's keep thinking about it... there's still a lot more to come, right?"

"Ahh... well, I don't know if I'll ever see you again, and when I do, there's no guarantee that it's not a phantom... just think about it over and over again."

Keito agrees with Quon's words. Therefore, everyone who defeated the armor composed of muscles decided to go forward again.