The Tutorial Is Too Hard

[Kwaoo!]

I felt the dragon's roar echoing through my body.

As I and the dragons were racing towards each other, the distance from the dragons decreased rapidly.

For a moment, the dragon's appearance appeared before my eyes, tearing the darkness.

Body that looks like it's over five meters.

It wasn't flying, but it had big, wide wings.

Claws and teeth that only look like my torso.

Adjacent, more relaxed and overwhelming.

An intense sense of intimidation emanating from existence itself.

I felt suffocated just by looking at it.

I swallowed the pressure and said to the sword.

Sword, you focus on stopping the magic.

[Yep.]

[flashing]

I used the flashing back of the dragon's head as I listened to the voice of the sword with a short answer.

A shimmering soul sword slashes through the back of the dragon's head.

The sword was error-covered, but it didn't do any damage to the dragon.

The attack was not shallow.

It was because the dragon's defensive strength was too high.

He swings his sword precisely, but there are only scratches left on the leather, rather than blood.

[Time lapse]

Results were summarized.

Simple screening is completely nullified.

It's not that the error doesn't work very well.

The damage is minor.

In order to carry out a significant attack, it is necessary to put fire in the error or attempt a deeper attack.

The former consumes too much magic and mental strength, and the latter is too risky to take.

Next is dragon status.

All I could see was the fleeting moment, but I saw everything I needed to see.

The dragon's condition was abnormal.

Fortunately.

The dragon's arms and legs are all dried up.

Even the muscles shrunk a lot.

The bloodshed of the wings is torn apart.

It was easy to see why.

In addition to its wings, the dragon's body was filled with numerous scars.

They were all self-inflicted scars from their claws.

As the supreme authority on self-harm, I assure you, that scar is self-inflicted.

Self-injury scars have different characteristics in direction and position than ordinary scars.

In addition, the eye cannot see the pupil.

Cloudy white with watery eyes.

It wasn't like Izzie was stuck properly.

If the dragon's mind is incomplete, it is understandable that the dragon can run like that without using magic or magic.

Of course, we cannot continue to be optimistic that dragons will not use magic.

If there is even a slight crisis, there is a good chance that the magic will work.

Planned until the end of time.

I predicted each dragon's next move.

I imagined all sorts of attacks that I could imagine and followed the situation based on the speed of the dragon.

Of course, the results of the simulation were mostly negative.

But it was much better than what we thought before the battle.

Approaching the dragon this much increased the odds.

In order to win, you must end it with a short fight.

When a dragon wakes up and starts to spread its distance, there is no answer.

The next thing to think about is the use of a light sword.

Can a light sword be used at the end of a time lapse?

I slowly looked back at my condition.

Not possible.

Floating pose.

Direction of attack.

A body that is in great shock to the opponent's magical power.

And the brain fatigue that Kirikiri warned us about.

Distance from enemies that are too close.

It was impossible to use the Blade immediately.

I have ruled out the use of the sword, and have thought about the next attack as soon as the time lapse is over.

Soon the time lapse ceased.

[flashing]

As soon as the effects of the time lapse subsided, the flying dragon's front foot flashed to avoid it.

I bite the sword in my left hand.

I changed the pinstriped celestial unit on my waist to the shape of a dagger.

[flashing]

Blink again.

This time, I cast a flashing torso against the dragon's neck.

I felt a strong shock with the sound of my body banging against the wall.

In the beginning, it was assuming the impact of flashing against the wall in the waiting room.

Soon I was able to ignore the shock and move my body.

I stabbed the dragon's neck with the dagger in my left hand.

I decided to stick it in a light spot at an ultra close distance, and the dagger was about half a inch deep.

[Poison]

Used in conjunction with poison skills obtained on the 12th floor and used consistently.

It was not a crucially used skill, but many fought with the sword, so the skill level itself was high enough.

In addition to the poison, the weapon that wields the error.

A dagger is just a needle attack compared to a giant dragon, but its poison and firearm are different.

If it penetrated into the body, it was a significant attack that could interfere with magical operation.

The dragon's front legs fly close together.

[flashing]

[flashing]

Twice in a row, the flashing shifts back over the dragon's back head.

The error was concentrated with the Soul Sword in both hands.

It could not be used lightly, but other techniques of the Minor Copy of a lightsword could be used as much as possible.

Among them, there was a technique with the magnificent name of the Judgment of Fire, which was falling through the perforations.

Among other techniques, it highlighted the explosive power of poisonous firearms.

You decide it's best to hit the back of the dragon's head with a punch force, unless the severed dragon's head can be split into strikes.

If only I could earn a few more moments for my next attack.

The technology hit the dragon's back, and the impact hit not only the dragon, but my body as well.

The shock lifted my body a little higher.

I focused my mind on the next move.

If you were hit this much, even dragons would consider using magic now.

Now we must move differently according to the dragon's response.

Attack Magic, Evasion Magic, Stop Magic.

I have no idea how many kinds of magic dragons can use.

We don't even know what kind of magic they use.

However, it only responds to the purpose of the magic.

And in order to respond, we have to guess the dragon's intentions.

Anticipate the enemy's next move when they don't know how many cards they have.

A dragon, not even a few humans.

I focused on the dragon's expression and muscle movements.

When a dragon decides to use some magic, its body shows movement to suit its intent.

No matter how fine.

In addition, I was also nervous about the magical forces that were swinging around.

No matter how close a country is to a beginner when it comes to magic, she hopes to be able to read the magic characteristics that work somehow.

It was a ridiculous difficulty, but it had to be done.

Concentration and thought speed have never been faster.

I tried to guess the dragon's movements in a world that was slow enough not to be heavily lagged by the acceleration of the accident.

Despite that effort, the dragon did something completely wrong, which was not part of my expectations.

The dragon did not attack me, evade me, or stop me.

I just screamed in agony.

[Cough!]

Seeing the dragon in agonizing pain, I was overwhelmed with embarrassment and couldn't continue the next attack.

* * *

The dragon lost Izzie, though he guessed from the excessively straight-line movement or the cloudy eyes.

Contrary to my anticipation that when the crisis comes, it will give you mental awareness, but the dragon has not regained consciousness even after facing pain.

I just chased after myself, struggling with the pain.

He wielded a manly claw and teeth, and the power on his arms and legs was as strong as anything he could break, but his actions were no different than a cat chasing a mosquito.

Even with the power to process dragon melee attacks, it wasn't enough to threaten me.

Simple attack patterns called forefoot and teeth.

Scope of cognition revealing the direction of the eyes and face.

Movement of moving muscles to attack.

The dragon moves its body with all its might, without pride in the holes it reveals.

Thanks to this, even the swiftest and most intense attack, I was able to predict my route ahead and avoid it at leisure.

It wasn't hard.

Depending on how it is handled, the result is divided by a thousand.

And instead of using magic or magic, a dragon with less intelligence than a local dog could not be my enemy.

What followed was a unilateral hunt, not a battle.

You dodge the attack and stab the dragon with your soul blade whenever you see a gap.

I didn't have to risk my life for a deeper attack.

Every time they're hit by a sword full of poison and firepower, the dragon cries out in agony and stupidly dies.

In the end, the dragon fell to the ground, unable to withstand the fatigue, poison and fire caused by excessive movement.

The dragon takes a short intermittent breath and completely stops its movement.

I sighed.

is futile.

How much did I expect to make it to the 27th floor?

When I first met the dragon, I showed strength beyond my expectations.

But you can't even wield that power properly and die like this.

It was a sad, futile ending.

* * *

It was only after the situation ended that I was able to properly examine the dragon.

I was feeling a serious crisis, and I couldn't keep an eye on the dragon because it was so violent.

However, the dragon's condition was severely strange.

“Father, do you know anything about dragons? ”

[Auboots, warrior. If you can't remember, just call me Sword. I've met a dragon a couple times since I was a swordsman, but I've never seen a tail like that before.]

That's what I thought.

The dragon looked strange.

I've never seen a dragon before, but I can see more than that at once.

Over a few meters of body was covered in red spots and black discoloration, and there were rare skin flakes that revealed bone.

Of course, there were many injuries from my attacks, but even so, this dragon seemed to be nearing the end of the world.

In the smoke of burning flesh, the stench is better.

It was not the smell of burning corpses.

I've gotten used to the smell of dead bodies or burning bodies from poison.

But now, the smell of dragons was not that kind.

Maybe it's because of the cursed image I saw in the mural.

After all, the dragon was in an abnormal state.

On the difficulty of the stage, this is correct.

The main process of this stage was to capture the guide and arrive at the lower dungeon floor.

There were often stages that focused on other virtues rather than battles, and the 27th floor was also such a strange difficulty.

It was just a bit pointless.

The overwhelming presence I felt when I first entered this space.

I felt a clear death crisis, and I tried to show the best judgment and movement I could at that moment.

However, the dragon did not show much expectation.

I think I know why the message for clearing conditions indicated that it was a soil dragon.

I was too angry to call myself a dragon.

“I should have let him drink from the elixir, healed him, and fought him off. ”

[Bravo, I don't think the Elixir can solve the dragon's problem.]

Serenia walks away.

I think so, too.

I'm just sorry.

After defeating the half-dead dragon, all that's left to clear is the treasure retrieval.

The conditions for clearing were definitely killing the soil dragon and obtaining the treasure of the soil dragon.

Hmm... It's going to take some time to find this.

In the dungeon, magic was still active.

Unless you can sense your surroundings with your magic, you should search with your own eyes.

The area of the cavity that is now looked quite, rather, too wide, and some dark roads that I did not know would lead to.

Maybe we should search the entire lower level of the dungeon, including the outer doorway.

I don't even know what the Treasure of the Pearl Dragon means exactly.

It was a dead end.

There was a mission on the 11th floor to find hidden treasure in the underground city.

I had to wander around for such a long time that I thought I'd be trapped in that underground city forever.

Eventually, I was beaten up and found a secret compartment behind the broken wall.

If we have to find a hidden treasure like that again...

I thought about it for a moment and explained the situation to Cedria and the Dagger.

And I asked the sword if I could find something like a treasure with magic.

[It's hard. Magical disruption magic in this room is not something I can do. And speaking of which, sir,]

“Huh?"

[Are you sure the treasure is at the bottom of this dungeon? If he's telling the truth, you don't even know where the treasure is.]

I was silenced by the sword for a moment.

What if the Treasure of the Pearls is out there?

This is fine.

You can go out there and pick out someone who might have some treasure.

Like that guide lady.

But if it's somewhere in the middle or the middle or the upper floors,

How do I find it?

This is fucked up.

I was distracted by the dragon and completely forgot about the treasure.

* * *

First, let's take a slow look from the bottom.

If I couldn't find it when I was looking, I could use the vigilantes to find the relevant information, so I didn't have to be too anxious.

The vigilantes are here to help you attack rankers in the first place.

This is how you use it.

You take the magic lantern out of your inventory and slowly look back downstairs.

Claw marks remain on the walls and floors.

Of course it was dragon claw marks.

“What happened to the dragon, by the way? I know you're cursed or poisoned by a mural, but can a dragon turn into such an incurable, stupid monster? ”

The mural also depicted dragons' wise days when they ruled Humans under their command.

Then it means that after the battle with the Black Creature that was painted on the mural, it changed like that.

[It's quite common to talk about minerals, isn't it?]

Minerals?

“No, I've never heard of it. Explain yourself. ”

Serena explained.

[It's not a special story. It's a fairytale. A dragon that has lived for thousands of years has gone mad for some sort of reason. For each reason, the crazy dragon doesn't stop destroying until it's dead. It is common to say that an ancient kingdom was destroyed without stopping a berserker, or that a tribe was extinct because of a berserker.]

Hearing Sergia's explanation, dragon madness sounds like a rare but occasional type of event.

“Gwang-ryong.... So, any luck getting rid of the minerals? ”

[Yes, nothing. The common conclusion is to smash everything in sight and then weaken with my grass.]

Weakened.

So you're saying there's no answer but to run away while you're out of your mind.

“Really? So this guy's a little weak for a dragon? ”

Yes?

“I would have stopped it by now. ”

Yes?

Yes?

“Huh?"

Ceresia and the Sword question alongside each other.

Me, too, chubby.

“No, it's getting a little long. After I realized he was stupid, it wasn't that dangerous. That's why I've been doing nothing. ”

[… I felt very dangerous from start to finish, but a dragon that wasn't there in the first place was too much for humans to touch.]

[Huff, huff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff. I love you, warrior.]

The sword has spoken again.

Ignored, asked questions.

“Sword, do you have any idea why a dragon suddenly appeared like that? ”

[There are a few reasons why dragons go crazy, but in this case it's probably a curse. There are two possibilities, given that the dragon has not been cured.]

The sword began to explain.

I, too, listened to the description of the sword, unlike usual.

[First of all, the curse is probably some kind of non-retaliable. I've heard of it before, but if it's some kind of curse that's parasitic to the host's magical power, the dragon's enormous magical power might actually be poisoned. Or it could be some kind of curse that suppresses the use of magic. In this case, you have to treat someone other than yourself, and that curse can't be cured by anyone.]

It was a sword whose knowledge of the curse was uncanny.

I never thought I'd learn magic from a sword.

Although attack magic is necessary, having the knowledge of seals and curses and defending against them is a top priority for me to achieve through magic.

I'll catch up with you later.

[In other cases, it's just a curse that even dragons cannot heal.]

“Is it possible? Dragons are usually the best at magic, right? ”

Not exactly the information I saw and heard, of course.

Usually.

[You have the gods.]

Oh, right.

I had forgotten God.

[If the painting on the mural was an evil god against the dragon, it's possible.]

It was an interesting story.

Gods watching the tutorial.

There are gods watching over me right now.

It is a world where the gods exist and show their very existence.

On the 16th floor, on the 26th floor, there was a man talking about the gods.

And I could hear about the impact they were having directly on the world.

in the stories of the 16th floor knights.

And the 26-story perforated god gave us this sword.

Then perhaps it was God who attacked that dragon, too.

Because it was unthinkable on Earth, I didn't think about the possibility that the target who attacked someone was God.

And even within this tutorial, the activity of the gods is quite limited.

All they can do is message their feelings and physicians to the challenger and explain their powers.

In me, the gods still exist as miraculous beings in distant places, and are regarded as unknown beings that cannot be reached alive.

This is the part to be changed.

I have a goal.

If the gods refuse to do it when I want to achieve my goal.

I must persuade them or bend their will.

It's hard enough to make myself feel ridiculous just thinking about it.

But it's a decision to make, and it has to be made.

To do that, there is no answer but to remain small in front of the gods indefinitely.

[The god of slowness is pleased.]

[The God of Adventure cheers you on.]

[The god of duel is silent.]

[The God of Death wipes his eyes.]

[I don't like the perforated god.]

[The god of dedication grieves you.]

[The God of Nature is the same.]

The message flashed before my eyes.

Through the gods you see often, the gods you've never seen before.

The total number of messages was a hundred.

[All the gods of the vaccine are watching over you.]

I can't even think of myself. Phew.

Most gods have sent negative reactions.

Some have expressed positive responses.

Most of them liked the god of chaos or the god of Yoohee.

And the God of adventure and the God of slowness.

Are these guys okay?

In a way, I'm cheering the gods on that.

[The god of adventure seems to be clenching his fist.]

[The god of slowness is ashamed of someone.]

In the next message, I had to smile.

He hasn't changed a bit.

I think we're on the same page.

* * *

About four hours after the search started downstairs, Serena asked.

[I'm sorry, Your Honor, could you please provide us with a more detailed description? Not enough clues. There's no end to finding it this way.]

In Sergia's words, she gave me the same information that was presented to me.

[After all, there is no information about the dragon's treasure.]

“Yes. That's all I was told to find. ”

[If you don't have a clue like this, let's use it as a clue that there is no information.]

“How?”

[If you complete one of the two conditions, the Dragon's Treasure can be found naturally. If it is, there may be a treasure near the dragon's body. Like the corpse of a dragon. Of dragons, among others.]

[Dragon heart! Hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo. This sword Aubooth, blessed by God, found the right answer. Dragon's most precious treasure is the heart of the dragon! Dragon Heart, this mysterious inference! Khh... No matter how much I call it a sword, I think it's too good.]

“No, you just said what she found out first. ”

[No, sir. I found out first. It's just too late to organize and talk. Believe me, I do. In fact, apart from the time it took me to test my hypothesis in my head, I figured it out an hour ago. Miss Ceresia, is that what you think?]

[First, let's make sure the treasure is the Dragon Heart, my warrior.]

Ceresia ignores the words of the sword.

As she said, I returned to where the body of the dragon was.

You approach the side of the dragon corpse's belly.

Closer together, the stench from the corpse is no joke.

I was a little nauseous, even as I was confident that I'd seen everything I couldn't see.

My heart fluttered.

His nose is paralyzed by a strong stench.

Thinking about my sense-related skills, resistance to paralysis, and resistance to poison made no sense.

Perhaps the cause of this stench is the curse of the dragon.

It is more likely that the magical effect remains on the corpse than a simple stench.

Whatever it was, I just wanted to thank you for the fact that my sense of smell isn't working right now.

A sense of smell is a good thing to know when you're going to be paralyzed.

You draw your soul sword to finish disassembling this gap.

[Brave.]

“Why.”

[The Great Sword Father wanted to slay dragons and earn the title of Dragon Slayer. The dragon has already been defeated, but you have to give it a chance now.]

Yo-yo, slaughter with a sword, not you.

Instead, you stick your soul sword in and pull it out.

Wait a minute, wait a minute.]

The sword tried to stop me in a hurry, but I ignored it and stabbed it in the chest of the dragon.

[Boo, boo, boo!]

I ignored the words of the sword and continued slaughtering.

The slaughter took longer than I thought.

I was actually able to remove the heart from the chest of the dragon around the time I started vomiting twice and pleading with the sound of the sword crying.