The hero magician wants to relax. He was too active and targeted for his life, so we'll start over.

Shach was originally an avant-garde adventurer. I am good at one-on-one fights with the type of big warcraft I use the Great Sword against.

On the other hand, due to the characteristics of the weapon, attacks tend to swell a lot, making them a little less comfortable dealing with fast moving types and multiple enemies.

Magic by getting a dungeon core - especially seems to have stretched the fire attribute, but I have to say it's stupid to challenge an incumbent wizard opponent with 'magic'.

Still, Shach has magically challenged his first blow, probably because I owned Holy Sword Hild.

A wizard capable of melee, no, because he recognized me to the extent of a magic swordsman, the basic tactic of the avant-garde in wizard warfare, for now, he didn't go in and hit me in melee.

But more than the magic doesn't work, Shach has no choice but to develop a battle with a sword he's good at. Warcraft summonses in the Dungeon Territory are also one-on-one, more than my DC rods are offsetting.

Shach sets up a great sword. A black body, its length is slightly over a meter and a half long. Put the flames together. Is that the sword of hell?

The previous sword was broken by the enchanted dragon, so I guess I got it new. I'll take the holy sword and deal with it. - I won't!

In an instant, I jumped into Shah's nose, so he opened his eyes.

"Shh!

Fist gripped in, frug steel armor assaulted Shach's face. But at the inch, the sword broke in, and my fist was held back.... Chip, blow your neck off with a blow and do what you end up doing. You picked up your life, Shah!

Though I took it with the great sword, Shach's body blew up and hit the altar from his back. Hitting him once in a while, Shach raised his voice and stared at me.

"What, what's the step now...!?

What comes to mind in that eye is fright. Obviously they show unexpected speeds and fight.

The demonic summons is also sealed, and the magic is invalid. We were also unexpectedly stepped into melee, which we were supposed to be good at, and Shah's upset had reached its limits.

Keep shaking. I jump at him and kick him with my electric legs together.

"Wow!"

Shah avoiding an electric kick to rush away. The altar that was there smashed with my kick, and the resting dungeon core danced through the universe.

"Ah..."

"Secure."

I grabbed the dungeon core and threw it straight into storage. Now Shah's orders don't reach the core. As well as a normal voice, if placed in a different space that does not receive magical thoughts, the core will not only be in standby.

The greatest threat is still the dungeon core in the hands of the enemy. If only that had been eliminated, all that was left was just a former adventurer.

"Oh, you! Where'd you get the dungeon core?

Shah who gives a hysterical voice. I'll jump out and take a distance.

"Somewhere Not Here"

"Hey, no...!

Without the core, he can no longer interfere in the Great Cavity Dungeon in any way. Neither Warcraft Summoning nor Dungeon Control could do anything but what they could with their own hands.

This means that he has no men, no army, and the battle outside the temple has been settled.

"Well, Shah, you"

I throw my untouched gaze at a pathetic former adventurer.

"It's no longer easy to kill you, but to be honest, I don't feel comfortable killing you."

"Is...?

"That's all you've done, so you should be rewarded. But there are more people who want to avenge you with their own hands than I do."

Here, and if you turn your gaze, there's more than one shoe rushing to the big room. They came through the portal I connected to outside the temple.

"Shah!"

That voice sounded like an anger. To Vaud, master of the Adventurer Alliance, Amphi and the other A-rank adventurers.

Those who were about to kill their daughters, and lost their fellow adventurers' lives, or lost their companions, appeared before Shah with the intention of killing and hatred.

"Hih...!

Shach, who screamed unexpectedly, once again grabs the sword...

I don't lift it. It's like it stuck to the ground. Shach won't lift it with all his strength, or pick it up. Shach floats a ghost figure when he realizes I'm gently pointing my index finger at the sword.

"Jin, Kisama ah!

Weight up. Auxiliary magic isn't even a fool, in this case.

Dottadota and shoe sounds looming. A vicious Shah tries to escape with his hands free from the Great Sword, but soon surrounded himself by adventurers.

"Wow, don't! Stay away from me! Uh-huh."

After that, I heard him scream again and again, but when I turned away from the adventurers' private sentences (lynching), I turned to the outside of the big room.

I hear that this world is full of stories about inflicting healing magic on tortured subjects while inflicting damage on the flesh.

I feel indescribable when I hear that it is not only the organizations of aristocracy and backward society that are doing the deeds of that hand, but also in ecclesiastical relations, against heretics.

The adventurers' private sentence for Shah was also repeatedly beaten while healing their injuries with healing magic, and to be honest, I couldn't get along.

I'm not even going to stop it, though. That is all the rage and resentment of Mr. Vaud and the Amphis. Even I would have participated in private sentencing if my body had been maimed and killed unharmed.

If I recall that Nagi, a familiar adventurer, lost one arm, I would have liked to have punched Shah with one shot.

He said it was an excursion until he left. Having secured the dungeon core 'Granathe', I took the authority of the core from the dying Shah and put it into my own pocket.

Mr Vaud, of course, because King Eman has also been made aware of the effects of the use of dungeon cores. If it's also the core Shah had, even the Adventurer Guild would want it if they could get it, and even the Royals wouldn't shut up.

If I watched loosely who owned it, it was stolen by an outsider who heard rumors, for Christ's sake.... Especially if the intelligence organization of the Great Empire finds out where the core is. They're definitely going to act to get it.

Bloody strife over the core is forgiven. Even if it wasn't, I'd be busy preparing for war with that country.

I'm one of the parties, so even if you tell me to do it where it doesn't matter, I'll definitely get involved.

If that's the case, I'll take it from the beginning.

In other words, you report a lie that I broke my core in the battle against Shah. False reports of this hand are physically the level of neck flying if found out, but to be honest, if it's going to be a big problem, I'd choose the better one.

Because there are things in the world that are happy if you don't know.