Tsuihou Sareta Bannou Mahou Kenshi wa, Koujou Denka no Shishou Tonaru

Sacrifice, but we managed to finish the seventh tier of the offense.

One swordsman's man stared at the marble floor.

There was a black shadow of human form there.

It was a trace of an adventurer who had lost his life by the fire unleashed by the wing tiger.

The swordsman did not show one tear, but it was clear that he was grieving the death of the adventurer.

He was probably one of us.

He looked at the Creons with grudging eyes.

By the corpse of another sacrificed sorcerer, the girls, supposedly his companions, were bringing a whimper.

Just hearing those voices lowers the war will of the other adventurers.

Maybe it's my turn next.

When Cleon approached the magician's body, he said, "Let's bury him generously," trying to comfort his weeping companions.

They were complaining about wanting to take the body back to the ground, but if you imagine Cleon's position, I don't think that's how it works.

The future of the offensive was still long, and there was not enough room to take the remains.

Anyway, the death of the wing tiger opened a huge door that was at the bottom of the seventh layer.

After all the preparation, we will move on to a deeper level.

In taking a break, Philia was putting words of labor on the whole thing.

Though only in shape, there is an atmosphere that seems to be the commander-in-chief of the offensive squad.

Lisa stops by me and whispers.

"Mr. Solon! I'm glad you're okay."

"Thank you. That was close."

"But it was cool! Because I only risked my life to make Sage succeed!

For Lisa, who longs for the Knights of St. Sophia, the wise man Arte may also be an object of respect.

Lisa glared at me and looked up at me.

I laugh a little bitterly.

Besides, I didn't do that amazing.

"That was thanks to Flora's help."

Speaking of which, I haven't thanked Flora.

I looked for Flora, but I didn't see her.

I wonder where he went?

When Cleon finally tried to declare his departure again.

Under the floor, from the side walls, from far higher ceilings, sounded violently.

"What is it, this sound?

Lisa looked up at the ceiling wondering.

I have a bad feeling.

At the next moment, a crack ran on the marble floor and began to collapse between them.

"It's going to collapse! Run to the door on the eighth floor!

Cleon screamed, but the voice was cancelled by the screams of the other adventurers.

Seven layers of ground are crumbling and falling to the lower tier.

Creon's right, we need to get down the stairs to the eighth floor first.

Lascaros and Nasha take Philia and run out to the eighth level.

I tried to run out too, but before that, my neighbor Lisa wobbled.

Lisa's standing floor collapsed.

"There you go!

Grab Lisa's screaming hand by the hair.

Lisa's body was beneath the floor, beneath which was a dark darkness.

I pull up Lisa, who only relies on my arms, with all my strength.

Lisa in tears stares at me.

"Oh, thank you"

"You're welcome. Anyway, we need to leave here soon..."

The vast majority of adventurers seemed to have escaped the difficulties and moved to the stairs to the safe eighth floor.

All that remained in the hall was us and Cleon and Carreria.

Karelia was similarly on the verge of collapsing and thanking Cleon with a red face for getting Cleon to help her there.

We got up and tried to start walking on a floor full of holes.

There are occasional collapses of the ruins, but it is rare that they are so massive.

Maybe this is also a trap set on the ruins.

The story of the descendants of the ancient kingdom setting a trap in Necropolis in order to protect its past palaces had been examined in advance.

If so, it wouldn't be strange to have a more elaborate mechanism, and I looked up.

Something comes down the ceiling.

I just popped Lisa.

Lisa screamed, she had her butt on, but my decision was right.

It was the muddy demons that fell from above.

I pulled out the treasure sword Tetracord and flashed it.

The Demons were cut off and died, but the problem followed.

The bodies of the muddy demons seemed to be of considerable mass.

I'm on the same floor.

And this layer of floor is about to collapse.

The marble floor broke down lightly.

"Solon!

I hear the sorrowful screams of Philia from the edge of the hall.

Lisa also opened her eyes wide and stared at me as she fell.

Sucked from my back into the darkness, I thought as I saw the light moving away.

This is dead, he said.

Though I thought about myself that death was surprisingly sober instead of the present, I was driven by regret when I thought about the Phileas left behind.

The only way to protect Filia is to count on the Lascaros.

Besides, I can't teach Philia anything else as a master. The faces of people like Sophia, Clarice and Lucy come to mind.

I closed my eyes hard.

With a strong impact, I was slammed to the ground.

Around the corner I got up.

It's dark.

But he's not dead.

Wrapped in a muddy demon body, I think that's what made it a cushion.

And also because the next layer under the floor was not surprisingly apart.

I fell in the middle of the seventh and eighth floors.

"Give me light."

I slapped the floor lightly with a treasure sword.

Doing so, a blurry thin, white light wraps around.

It was like a narrow cave around, and in that corner I admitted I had an unexpected figure.

"Cleon?"

"Oh. Apparently, it's just me and you that fell here"

In the pure white garments of the Holy Knight, wearing purple Demon clan mud, Cleon nodded to me with a grumpy face.