Sword of Glutton Princess

- It was ten years ago.

After five years of becoming an adventurer and seventeen years of age, Hyodor was unable to prepare a magical guide sword that could fathom the warcraft, living an ideally vain and unstable life as a third-class adventurer of half-carriers.

Although Hyodle's childhood tame girl, Ash, left the orphanage and became an adventurer just like him, she lived in so much poverty that she could not live properly without assisting him from less of his living expenses.

"Why! Dean Lars, why are you imitating this?

Hyodle had heard rumors that the orphanage where he grew up was selling children raised through the brokerage of the Bad Chamber of Commerce to a whorehouse in another capital, and had questioned Lars, the director of the orphanage.

"Hyo, Hyodle, the magician who governs the city has changed... With that, we are going to change our policy...... we are going to drastically lower subsidies to many city facilities, and this orphanage is no exception...... '

'I know that! The new Marti Magic Commander is a son of a bitch who only has eyes for strengthening unnecessary armaments! But it doesn't justify your actions!

'... it's different, the Zutat Chamber of Commerce certainly has a bad reputation, but in fact, it has a connection to the military. So to speak, this is the remedy offered from the military to the orphanage... the only way to kick this is to crush the orphanage... Besides, you should know that the lives of orphaned children are not guaranteed in this city. But I don't have a problem with what I eat as long as I get into a whorehouse. Think of it......'

"You think it's a remedy? What are you talking about falling asleep! I don't care what you think, it's just that the military and the Chamber of Commerce are sticking around and deliberately hanging on to the chase for their benefit! I don't see why that's happening!

Hyodle slams down the paperwork on the study desk that separates him from Radda with his hands as he feels emotional and roughs his breath.

The two stared at each other silently for a while.

'... Mr. Hyodle, you can't go against the army. It's the symbol of this crown kingdom, the power itself.'

Radda said in a weak voice.

Then Hyodor began to seek strength more than ever before.

You don't have to rely on the military, you just have to have the funds to run the orphanage.

If you can be a Class B Adventurer, which is considered less than 0.1% of all adventurers, you can also make more than a million temis in a single demonic labyrinth search, he said.

The quickest way to increase the level is to take the Odd stronger than yourself, the Odd of the Warcraft on the level.

But it can be an unstable and dangerous path to victory.

It was impossible for Hyodle at the time when he didn't even have a decent magic conductor.

So first, I turned my attention to the skill of handling fighting, fighting.

He began to get himself into making connections, selling his charm to famous adventurers and begging for the teaching of fighting skills.

Sometimes I stubbornly asked for it in the tavern and got slapped for perseverance.

"Brother Hyodle, it's dangerous. We haven't... '

"Then just you go home! Unlike you, I wore martial arts in death! I'll do it alone!

That day, Hyodor and Ash were diving to the depths of the basement two levels of the Demonic Labyrinth.

That's what Riguez, the adventurer I know, told me when I sold him a Class D Magic Instructor sword that was no longer needed for only 150,000 temis if I could have the money available within three days.

Originally, Riguez's magical guide sword was not a strange substitute for hanging nearly 300,000 temis.

As an adventurer, Riguez is quite an arm stander, but he has a bad personality and was definitely going to enjoy Hyodle scratching his feet this time around.

But even if it was just a game of leisure time for Riguez, I was grateful to Hyodle.

There are more things you can do at once as long as you get a decent magic guide sword.

It should be about getting to the goal.

I wouldn't do such a reckless imitation.

But if you hire another adventurer, the money will be split.

Whatever it is, it's not going to change if we don't get impotent somewhere.

No one, even if somewhat familiar, lends money to a third-rate adventurer kid who doesn't know when he's going to die.

The only way to collect money was to dive into the Demonic Labyrinth and collect the fighting bones.

Ash grabs Hyodle's clothes.

"Do what!

'... I'm not leaving. Sometimes I feel like I'm not the old Hyodle brother these days, and I'm scared. When Brother Hyodle is alone, I really feel like Brother Hyodle, who I know, is gone.'

Noticing Ash crying, Hyodle bows his head.

"Ash... I'm sorry. But just hang out with me today. Today is the opportunity I've been waiting for for for five years... I just don't have enough money for one more push. Fang, the tooth wolf who rarely appears on the basement two tiers of this demonic labyrinth, ranks considerably lower among the D grades. As long as we have his fight bones, we'll reach our target amount. If you use fighting skills, I'm sure you'll be my enemy. '

If you can even buy a D-grade magic guide sword from Riguez, you can make a decent donation to the orphanage.

Even to Ash, I won't let him go on living in such poverty.

That was supposed to happen.

A few hours later, next to Hyodle, who clenches the fighting bones of the tooth wolf Fang and leaves the Demonic Labyrinth full of scratches, there was no sign of Ash.

Hyodle then made 150,000 temis by selling what he could sell, including the magical guiding sword he used, to meet Riguez, to the tavern where he was always.

Hyodle speaks to Riguez, the bearded man surrounded by his drinking companions.

'... Mr. Riguez, it's 150,000 temis. I'm ready. "

Riguez looked at Hyodle and gave him a look like he had chewed up a bitter bug.

'Oh, come on, you're serious! Ha ha! Riguez, the bet is your loss!

"Huh? Oh, my God, I wish I'd screwed you!

Hyodle noticed that he was being made the subject of a bet.

"I'm losing a lot of money because of you, you fucking kid!

Riguez thrusts the hyodle.

The money bag was torn and the gold danced.

"Li, Mr. Riguez, give me the Magic Sword..."

"Huh? Your magic sword is too good for a fucking kid like you! You're not on track, you beggar hyodle!

At this point, something broke in the hyodle.

This past week later, in a demonic labyrinth around the city of Romaburg, a case of Riguez being killed by an adventurer-aimed robber took place.

He said he was targeted where he was exhausted in the battle against the Warcraft.

But it was not so uncommon, and murder and theft in the Demonic Labyrinth were sometimes difficult to prove, and did not lead to a great deal of noise.

No one but Hyodle learns that this was later the first offense of the Triple Prison Dog Fang (Cerberus Fang), the worst magic conductor robbery feared by adventurers throughout the city of Romaburg.

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"Dark Arrow!

Several small magic formations unfold in Hyodle's hand, giving rise to the same number of arrows of purple light.

Hyodle hangs multiple arrows in the magic thread of the Magic Harvel.

Unknown magic, but there is no doubt that it is the radiation magic "Attack" of the dark attributes.

It utilizes the strings of the magic harp, extends its range, and increases its speed.

"Come on, die! Shiitake them!

Hyodle opens his mouth and screams.

As it is, it is inevitable.

I kicked the ground and jumped forward.

Sometimes the limits of his health were approaching because of his magic drain, and he fell from his elbow to the ground.

"Up!"

Hyodle relentlessly releases an arrow at me, unable to move.

"Die, Dean!

Next time I thought it was over, a shock ran on my hips and my body floated.

If I'd done my eyes, Edda would have kicked me up.

"Don't feel bad! I can't afford it either!

I fell from my knees to the ground.

The pain ran all over my leg like a bone rubbing, but I can't afford to be making a weak noise.

"Yikes! Ugh..."

Before I woke up my body, an arrow of purple light swept my cheeks and blood broke out.

I go to the position where the hyodle is and reach out to hold the Devil's Sword Belzella.

"Trickdove!

The magic formation unfolds, and a unified spiritual beast dove, Trupa Dove, appears as he dives there, flying to Hyodle.

It is the psychic magic "Trupa" held by the "Demon Solas of Minerals".

"Gravidoa."

It surrounds the hyodle and black light unfolds in a cylindrical fashion.

It's not as large as it was when I first shot it, but its pillars completely envelop Hyodle.

Trupa Dove, a spiritual beast dove in the light, lost gravity amplified by Gravidoa and turned its orbit directly down, falling in front of Hyodle and raising a small firepillar.

... Hyodle should be close to the limit too, but I can't see a breakthrough.

There are even Gravidoors that scratch out flying tools to kill melee altogether in a series of Dark Arrow Ranged Attacks by Invitation to Nightmare Harvel.

If we approach it, we will be swallowed by gravity, and even if we distance ourselves as we are now, we will be unilaterally attacked by the arrows of darkness.

At first I thought I'd have to wait for Hyodle's magic to run out, but that look still doesn't make his magic go away.

I don't care what you think, Edda and I will feed on Dark Arrow first.