The Strongest Level 0 Aikido Practitioner, Now, Here I Come to a Different World!

"Apparently it's here."

Nagare and the others reached the mountainous area that was their destination. From the height of the hill, mountains of a magnitude superior to 5000 meters stand.

For this reason, this neighborhood seems to boast some of the greatest gravity in the Empire, and there is nothing to step into unless there is a basic reason.

There are now Nagare and the others in such a position that they would never normally want to go, covered in such a mountainous painting, a rugged rocky mountain.

Besides, the dark hole worn in the middle of the cliff is upside down to the rock beneath you if you don't have a scaffold and want to step off and fall even on your feet. Even adventurers who remember their arms are sure to be ground beef.

Unless you are also a winged organism on your back, you would be very reluctant to go to a place like this, etc.

But a peek into that dark hole is Nagare. And they are five people, Flem, Peach, Kyle, Bitchet and Rosa, who are acting together.

However, naturally, as far as Rosa is concerned, she keeps herself on Flem's back and is also secured with a string. Especially since it is also part of the training for Frem, so he is happy to carry it out.

And with regard to peaches, I repeated what Nagare taught me during this journey, and because of this, the detailed operation of magic is becoming smooth.

Even with the task of climbing this cliff, he was not just fortifying his flesh with magic, but he was efficiently touring magic, considering how much that state could be maintained.

On the other hand, he seems to be struggling quite a bit when it comes to Kyle, and he's still breathing quite a bit. The colored man is lightly slapping his health ~ etc., but is this also a challenge for the future around here?

And about Nagare - I didn't have to ask about this anymore, and I let him walk and climb slowly as he always did, even though it was a cliff. Of course, he didn't have his hands on him, and it was as if his legs were caught on a rock wall.

Even now, the word "outsider" was the perfect reason.

Bitchet, on the other hand, did not imitate the way he climbed on a boulder, but he had managed to fly and climb a cliff using a slight blur or something in this extinct wall that was likely to be grasped by his hand.

Even if it's not as good as Nagare's, she may be out of standard enough. There's probably only boulder s-rank superior adventurers around here.

"Phew Hin - I can't move anymore."

Into the horizontal hole, where Kyle finally took a breath and so on, he fell in as a big letter.

Flem scolds Kyle for crying.

"Still, you smell terrible inside"

Nagare says as he looks at the horizontal hole that leads to the back. Everyone seemed to agree on that. This cave is never made wide.

The ceiling is also about as tight as Gillinagare's head, and the tall Kyle looks pretty cramped. The smell is unnecessarily clear for this reason.

And the scent was stained with obvious signs of death. It even smells like rot poking your nose, which is clearly drifting from the back of the cave.

"Yes, it does smell like a bad feeling."

"I also feel the air is pouring in terribly..."

"... I also feel a sexual smell"

"Be sexual... what kind of nose are you?

"Uh-huh, when words like that pop out of Bitchet's mouth, you're gonna freak out yummy ~"

For now it is a bitch who looks at Kyle like he sees dirt. But Kyle can't wait to see that again.

"In the meantime, do you want to head back"

"Oh, yeah -"

From what I've seen, there's only one horizontal hole that leads ahead. It's a complete one-way street. Without getting particularly lost, the line goes to the back.

"... Nagare, what's wrong?

At that time, Fumi Bitchet asked Nagare. Probably because Nagare's consciousness was slight but poured behind her back. Bitchet's guess is pretty good, even if it's not as nagare.

"No, it's not a big deal. There won't be a problem."

That said, Nagare replies that way in a calm tone and once again takes everyone to the back.

The horizontal hole curved in the back and continued to the left. It wasn't made that wide, but had a mouth that seemed to spread as soon as it bent over and connected to some space.

And as my mouth approaches, the stench pounding my nostrils thickens as well.

Feels like jumping through a long throat and into the remaining stomach of a drooling melted residue. That's how tight the smell was.

"Ugh."

When he entered the cavity, Peach glanced at him, blocking his mouth and nose with his hands. Flem looked suspiciously eyebrowed, Kyle was attracting his face, and Rosa's complexion was turning blue.

As for Kyle, there's just the blood of the beast man. Oh, you know, maybe he's pretty sensitive to the smell.

However, as far as Nagare and Bitchet are concerned, there is no change in how things are going, and we observe flatly crumbling through the cavity. Not for the reason of bluntness in smell, etc., but rather that the nose would be more sensitive than they were, but a strong mental power that would not yield to this extent had made it possible.

The cavity is much wider than the lateral hole along the way. There's still room for all the nagares to get together. The ceiling is also quite high.

However, the smell is still quite strong, and perhaps there are not so many air escape routes. Though it doesn't seem to be acid deficient enough.

"... no survivors"

"Right, because that's probably the skull of a boy and a girl that they brought in"

In the direction indicated by Nagare with her eyes, at the deepest wall in the cavity, the cranium, which had been transformed into a scabbard, had rolled eight unwrought.

"Oh, I guess that was killed -"

"Well, I'm pretty sure it's from the trail that's left in here."

As Nagare put it, the walls and the like were also well engraved with signs of what was being done here.

Rock walls discolored with blood, this smell, and tiny pieces of flesh everywhere remain assimilated to the soil.

"... Lord, if you will, to these people..."

Then he stands before them, where Rosa has become only a skull, offering words of prayer.

Specializing in sacred magic, she is indispensable for these things. She was also praying when she defeated the bandits along the way. Especially though that also seemed to mean to prevent undead.

However, this time it will not be undead when it is in this state. So it probably has a strong meaning such as feeding.

"Nothing. You wouldn't have to pray to those guys."

But Flem, watching it, tells him to throw it away. I guess it's because I remember the stories of Yeine and Sham.

Given what they've done, maybe they think they deserve what the devil's done to them too.

"Hey Frem! Well, they're kids from the same world as Nagare."

But Peach cautioned Flem with his elbow.

I guess it's because I saw Nagare holding hands next to Rosa.

The act itself would be incomprehensible in their culture, but due to its divine atmosphere, Peach probably decided that there might be something that goes through Rosa's prayers.

At the same time, this skull-transformed boy and girl if we talk about it so far, was summoned by the Empire from another world, or Earth. It is the same Japanese as Nagare.

Yet in that way, you also thought Nagare would be hurt.

And Flem also seemed to notice on that point, and he panicked and bowed his head toward Nagare.

"Shh, excuse me, it's me!

"No, it's fine. And given what they've done so far, there's no way we're going to get this done."

But Nagare doesn't feel that she cares about Flem. Sure, we only put our hands together, but it's a different matter from this. Because what they do is never forgivable.

"... Flem, Nagare doesn't disturb my mind to this extent. And even if the world is different, bad things are bad."

Bitchet hung up on me. Bitchet still thinks the same thing, and he thinks there's no room for sympathy for these people who have been wrecked.

"Thank you very much for them, Rosa."

That said, it is also Nagare, who lacks courtesy for Rosa, who has finished praying.

It is also natural to express our gratitude because there is no substitute for what they have come from the same planet as Nagare, and they are sincerely confronted with it.

"Uh-huh, but without the survivors, there seems to be nothing we can grab here."

The prayer is over, and once calmed down, Peach twists his head. The smell has also soothed since Nagare and the others arrived and diminished to such an extent that it does not bother me.

Maybe that's why I'm getting my head straight. Especially since Nagare and the others are here.

Because the air that has been starved has been flushed by Nagare, and the aromatic scent that is seeping out of Bitchet has finally dispelled the unpleasant smell.

"Sure, if you look at it just here, there doesn't seem to be anything you can grasp, but sometimes you'll see it when you think about what's happened so far combined. It's a corner, so why don't we think about it again?"

"Keep it together, Doctor?

"Yes. For example, what do you think will happen to the relationship between kingdom and empire first throughout this matter?

"Uh, and that's going to be bad, of course? I don't know, the Empire put wet clothes on us, and I think it's going to be pretty bad if it comes out bright, even if the report is delayed because of Nagare."

"It certainly seems likely that this will happen in terms of kingdom and empire, as Peach put it. So what if we replace this with the form of istofences and empires?

Nagare tells me to change the terms and ask further. Then even as Peach twisted his neck.

"Is that, after all, the same? Instead, the national recovery will flow on this one, won't it?

"... that's not true. Reminds me again of what the Knight of the Empire was saying. They had heard the information beforehand, and they said," It is not that we cooperated secretly between the Kingdom and the Empire. "Even on the kingdom side, the king himself didn't give the information, and in the first place, he brought the story to Nagale to head to the empire."

"Ah! Right! If you think about it, you're suspicious of Istfence's relationship with the Empire. It stinks."

"Oh, and I figured it out, too. I'm sure that Halagree guy set this up! I thought he looked like a belly black guy, but damn it, I knew it!

Then Flem, who was listening that far, gets angry. I'm sure it's suspicious considering his attitude at the castle.

"Flem, I'm pretty sure he's involved in this one, too, except for the mastermind."

"Heh? Oh, really?

"Uh-huh. Does that mean Nagare is already considering who it is?"

Flem rounds his eyes, Kyle focuses his attention on Nagare and throws words at him.

Then Nagare nodded one and went on to say even more after prejudging that it was only my idea at the moment.

"The mastermind on the side of the kingdom will probably be Akdork Istfence Luphall Borderline Uncle"