Sword of Glutton Princess

After the battle with Dean, Childick was alone, running through the Demon Labyrinth relying on the thin light of the Demon Nucleus embedded in the Demon Guided Sword.

Dean sprinkled, but not necessarily if the other adventurers don't come after him again.

Anyway, I needed to earn some distance between now and now.

Childick stopped on the way and spit out a bloody spit.

After the calm down, he is forced to run his eyes around the wall to confirm that there is no Warcraft.

"Give me this far and you'll be fine for one second..."

Childick pressed a chest wound, then said, "Damn it!," he muttered.

"You second-rate adventurer... wave an unmatched sword."

Dean's last blow was too awkward a sword for Childick, a long time adventurer.

Given the blow you take back, it's hard to understand waving such a big swing over there.

There was frustration with the fact that he was injured in an unreasonable blow, although it was not just the other person's mistake that bothered him.

"Idiot's thoughts are troublesome to not be able to read..."

Childick had a bloody cough, then set up his own magical guide sword.

Childick had felt the temper of the Demonic Labyrinth stain on the chest wound that had been deeply slashed by Dean.

In addition, I had a headache that hurt from the back of my head whether symptoms of irritability were appearing early because I was running rough on my breath.

It was decided that it was time to expand the purification of Qi through the "Ayala" of subtle magic (Matter).

Besides, the more warcraft live in the basement of the Demonic Labyrinth, the more uncomfortable it becomes with purified and clean air (ael).

For the warcraft that fit the thick atmosphere of the underground depths, on the contrary, clean air (air) acts as a faint poison mist.

Not enough to blunt the Warcraft's movements, but if you purify your temper, you will avoid some Warcraft.

"Ayalla!"

Childick raises the Magic Instructor Sword.

In the universe, a magic formation with a light of gray unfolded.

The magical formations collapsed in the darkness of the Demonic Labyrinth.

"Is...?

This was also the first time for Childick.

I was already uncomfortable before I used Ayalla.

It felt like Odd for using Ayalla had fallen out completely.

"Ayalla"... "Ayalla"!

Childick used precious magic and continued to spin incomplete magic formations.

However, it is as if subtle magic (Matter) is not activated.

His face grew paler and paler.

Without Ayalla, Childick would die of wild drowning in the Labyrinth.

If the distance to the basement three tiers was still short, it might have helped.

But I clearly understood that I would not be able to make it first at my current distance, because I am an experienced Childick.

Childick has already begun to develop the first symptom of air intoxication because of his slashed wound.

The moment he realized that "Ayalla" was unavailable, Childick illusioned as if the concentration of ambient qi had increased at once.

I become much more aware of the discomfort caused by Qi than I have ever felt before.

I have to be aware.

Countless sweats spread on his cheeks.

"Then, stupid...... this is impossible...... why...? Why...?

It wasn't like I had any idea.

Some curse magic (curse) temporarily encapsulates the subject's magic.

But all the magic in that hand is high-end, and I don't think Dean is wearing it.

But it is not strange to have such a thing in the properties of the Magic Sword.

In fact, when Dean's blow struck him, an uncomfortable feeling was attacking him to describe Childick's body.

Childick had also noticed that the blade of the Magic Sword had strange magic.

"Don't be ridiculous! Do that, what it's going to be! You mean you waved a sword of confrontation at me, knowing you were underpowered, to harass me for the last time! That's the kid's idea!

Childick was also screaming unexpectedly, forgetting his vigilance of the Warcraft.

"Ayalla!" Ayalla! Ayalla!

Childick had since carried out his magical exercise by squeezing blood out of his throat.

But none of them naturally succeeded.

Eventually, he was intruded into his anger and poked his knee at the spot.

I felt chills like my stomach fluids were scratched and spit out diarrhea on the floor.

I was already confused by the severity of the headache.

Multiple footsteps approaching there.

"Hih, hih!

Childick screamed and turned away.

You must be a warcraft, or an adventurer who herself betrayed you and drove you to death.

Either way, it makes no difference that you would try to kill Childick.

"You look so pathetic, Childick."

Light shined on Childick's present.

The anguish of temper is relieved.

With his face up, a large, bearded man wrapped around a plain robe was about to come towards him.

Behind, there is a line of men wearing similar robes.

There were also figures of people with mana lamps and environmentalists dedicated to purifying air (ael).

"Ka, Kanvya...... Kanvya Magic Captain! Good... it wasn't a uniform, so I didn't know."

"The military is not supposed to be here. You'll see, Childick."

Canvia, called by name, laughs nimally.

"And I thought I told you to stop your familiar mouth? I'm already at a different time than an adventurer."

"... also, I apologize, Master Magic Captain Kanvya. Not much joy, I guess. I didn't think we'd be able to make it this far."

Childick bows his head.

Childick's Conne was about Canvia.

He was a former adventurer, and Childick was familiar with him at that time.

Instead, Childick wanted to make a connection with the army's magic captain, so he was gradually spitting on an adventurer who was likely to join the army.

"Tell them the results of what happened. Briefly, I don't care."

"Ha...! The Grey Order is devastated. He was the last one when I saw him, but I was wondering if he'd already been killed. Then... the other environmentalist among the adventurers was disposed of. The adventurers can't get through the underground four tiers and should die soon."

"Well, that's an ideal development. Now we don't have to wipe our asses."

Initially, the military raided a weakened grey denomination in the battle against adventurers, a formula to handle as a peer-to-peer argument.

Even if they take the hostages as shields, they can attack without caring.

There is the fact that the adventurers went in first, so you just have to put the blame on them and the military decides to act like they're not familiar.

"... Now I can, as promised, have you become the magic captain of the army when most of it cools down, right?

Ask Childick if he is afraid to go to Canvia.

"Hmm...? Oh, you're right. But if you were alive by then,"

"Dear Commander Kanvya, what is that...?

Kanvya pulled out the Magic Sword.

When Childick understood the situation, a magical guide sword was quickly protruded into his abdomen.

"Ka, Kanvya, you......!

The Magic Sword was pulled out and Childick fell to the spot.

Canvia succumbs, bringing her face closer to the dying Childick.

"You idiot, it would be inconvenient if you were alive. Do you have any reason to just go out of your way to shelter me? Yeah?"

Canvia laughed nasty and made sure Childick ran out before getting up.

The glow of Odd leaked from Childick moves to Canvia.

"Pretty odd, you might have gotten a level up"

After kicking Childick's remains, Kanvya shifted her gaze to the Magic Sword, but immediately turned her back.

"You don't retrieve the magic conductor, do you, Captain Kanvya?"

One of my men asks Canvia.

"Oh, it's an instruction from Master Marti Magic. He doesn't want to leave a trace of the army coming in anyway. Let's get out of here, if we can see our faces with all the wild adventurers."

"Are you sure you want to check the status of both adventurers?

"Moving would increase the risk of being seen by unrelated guys, though. This time, they say there are no warcraft hunting, no demon conductor retrieval. You just have to finish this shitty job. Tell Master Magic I've confirmed it, but don't make it extra ticklish."

"Yes, sir"

A faction of the army returns to the path it came from.

Later only the remains of Childick remained.