Although the second tier sometimes appears demonic, it is basically attacked and the road is well developed.

Let me tell you, it acts like a cushion between the first layer where mankind lives and the third level below where the Demons live.

We passed the second layer without difficulty and proceeded to the Necropolis offensive underground third layer.

Around the same time, the second unit of the Guardian Warriors Garrells and the third unit of the Demonic Knight Leticia should each be entering the third tier from a different path.

Around the third level, Cleon says.

"It's hard for the pine lights to disappear, like they did earlier. I'm sorry, but I'm going to ask some of you to alternate your lighting magic."

Cleon spoke to members of his Knights.

They all looked like magicians of considerable strength, and that's how they keep using only the simple magic of lighting magic.

It tells the story of the thickness of the offensive team's talent.

But you'd be unhappy from a magician who would use all the lighting magic.

Because it's an unparalleled ruin attack in history, you must want to take down a glorious and powerful enemy and be active.

Even if not, if you use lighting magic, the counterattack will be delayed, and you will endanger yourself.

One woman objected for exactly that reason.

A woman, not so much a girl, is still about the right age.

He wears superior clothing that unifies his entire body in black.

Because many other adventurers wear it, I guess it's the Knights of Creon Salvation uniform.

Functional and good looking clothes, but the girl wearing it is quite small and also makes her young feel where her forehead is cut short.

The expression pointing his mouth at dissatisfaction was also unusual.

I think he has the right powers of magic because he's chosen to be an offensive team at that age.

"I didn't come here to turn on the lights! I'm here to fight the Demons!

Yeah, yeah, about two other magicians nodded.

Originally, adventurers are many of my strong people.

Defeat your enemies on your own, take possession of the treasures of the ruins, and make a profit.

Those who choose to live that way naturally do not want to listen to other people's orders instead of being confident.

Cleon smiled, grinning, not like he was distracted.

"You were a member of the Knights of the Golden Seal, Lisa the White Devil."

"Do you remember my name? There are so many members."

The girl called Lisa looked a little surprised.

Cleon nodded and said in a gentle tone.

"Exactly. Because you're my chosen people. I expect and believe that every one of you will contribute to this offensive operation. Defeating the Demons isn't the only contribution."

Cleon cut the words there and put them between.

Attention is drawn to nature and creon.

And Cleon said it out forcefully.

"If this Necropolis offensive operation succeeds, everyone here will make a name for themselves in history! So I want each of you to do the best you can for it"

Cleon's speech was masterful.

If they do succeed, the Creons will be heroes.

And human beings who die in strategic maneuvers are also treated as heroes.

Cleon has broken into a lot of adventurers dying in a tactical operation.

I felt mildly uncomfortable thinking about it.

It's uncomfortable, like the air flow has changed slightly.

I have a bad feeling.

I unleash the treasure sword Tetracord, be vigilant, and hold the filia together.

And the decision was right.

At the next moment, a gust of wind broke out and at the same time I heard screams from several adventurers.

Literally, it was blown away by the wind.

Something so gray, it pushes straight this way.

"Get down!"

Me and Cleon shouted almost simultaneously.

Some adventurers, still unaware of what was going on, crouched to the ground in reaction to the words.

I'm going down to the ground with Philia in my arms.

Filia screams.

The enemy thrust over our heads many times faster than men and crashed into the ruins' walls.

A tremendous roar sounds and shakes heavily around.

"You're a gray dragon species......!

Notaras crumbles bitterly as earthly smoke rises.

It was a formidable foe, if it were a ruin of parallelism, like sitting on thirty or forty floors.

Knights executives like Sage Arte, Astronomer Flora, Supporting Mage Ducus, and Saint Knight Cleon were just as soon in combat and were launching a simultaneous attack against the Grey Dragon species.

The other adventurers also begin to fight dragons, although they were unintentionally unable to respond appropriately at first.

The state-of-the-art swordsman mutilated the dragon's skin and the high-ranking sorcery attack poured down on the dragon was spectacular.

But not all adventurers were recovering that way.

Some of those caught in the first blow of the dragon seemed seriously injured and unable to move.

One of them was Lisa, a white monk girl.

The girl was stuck on the wall and laid back.

I guess I can't move.

And dragons aren't the only enemies.

A black wolf-like creature was nearby.

Not as good as the grey dragon species, of course, but it's a pretty handsome looking demon clan.

But that is the "demon stone wolf" of this necropolis-specific species.

housing demonic stones in the center of the body, rather than just beasts, using various abilities based on

It was written in a book I checked in advance at the Great Library. Realize that the bottom preparation is helping.

There 'll be twice as many bodies as the little girl. The Demon Stone Wolf, with his eyes on her.

Hih, and Lisa was screaming small.

Her teary-eyed girlfriend is trembling.

If you stay like this, they'll kill you for sure.

Everyone and he fight the gray dragon species as best they can, and no one is paying attention to Lisa.

I tried to get in there and hesitated for a moment.

The biggest reason I'm here is to protect Philia.

Yet if you leave Phyllia, you can't help Phyllia in case something happens.

But Philia pushed me softly on the back.

"Go help her."

"But..."

"I'm everyone's commander, not just in form, am I? Everyone responded to my words. And yet you can't abandon me."

Philia said so forcefully, staring straight at me.

I got lost, but even without me, both Nasha and Las Carlos are staying with Philia for an hour, as per the advance meeting.

"... ok. Let us save that girl from the devil tribe, as His Highness commanded."

"Thanks. Solon...... Victory on us!

I ran out and pointed the treasure sword Tetracord straight at the Demon Stone Wolf.