Using My God Skill “Breathing” to Level Up, I Will Challenge the Dungeon of the Gods

It was good to get to the point where Rakun grabbed me, I think Prine.

Though as scripted, after that the nobleman - Lord Franca took me back again, and I stood before him. All you have to do is put the ring in and your turn will be over.

I don't like it. Even though it's a play, I can't believe you're someone's wife.

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And the sorcerer in me felt something. This ring...

- It's a curse item... Huh!

Probably the type of thing that deprives and manipulates the subject of consciousness. I recognize the ancient inscriptions.

Lord Franca laughs.

"- I think I've noticed, but it's too late. You will be my wife with this ring."

".................. Huh!..............................!!

- I can't hear you...!? No way......! Because of this dress......!?

If you are aware, you have also been deprived of your physical freedom. All I do is squeeze my hand so I can't fit the ring in.

I thought your father was a little smarter.

- My husband!? No way, sir, did you marry...?

"I didn't mean to say I respected my daughter's will and say no...... But if you ask for me, you'll be fine."

The lasting effect of that ring is probably three days. If we can get married by then, we won't be able to escape from the nobility anymore.

Really, I'm going to marry this one......!

- No, I would never... I don't like that...!

Even though I solved the misunderstanding because of it, I could start over with Ra, but now I can tell Ra that I like him properly......!

"I... Ra-kun, fine...! It has to be Ra-kun, no...!

The magic in me - [The Witch's Benefit] explodes all at once.

As if the fog had cleared, the magic that bound me could play and fly away.

I broke the curse.

"You, my voice...!?

Whatever Lord Franca is stunned by, I scream.

Give me the name of one you love.

"- Help me, Ra-kun!

∽∽∽∽∽∽∽∽∽∽∽∽∽∽∽∽∽∽

"- Leave it to me, Prine!

Wave the sabel at the same time as you jump.

My sword passed through the space where Lord Franca's right hand was until a moment ago.

"- Shit."

Lordship Franca, who retreated slightly earlier, scowls at us.

"Ugh... Ra-kun..."

"Oh, stay still, Prine"

Prine knelt down whether she had exhausted her powers to break the curse.

I stand in front of Prine and poke Sabel at him. [M]

"... Ra-kun, that, the brainwashing ring, it is...!

"I knew it...... I thought you were suspicious, nobleman!

At best, I'm resurrected - or a venue for Phantom Z.

This is not good. If the attendant comes in and stops the show, Lord Franca will hide the ring of proof. That would put us at a disadvantage.

- Do you mean this is a delicious situation, at all?

Laughing at my mouth, I spin on the spot. The cloak flipped.

"'Phantom Z' is a tentative appearance -"

Under the cape turned into an aristocratic costume. Thanks to the demonic performances and song chants flowing onstage, and the mirage balls that amplify and magnify it, my cloak is easily capable of changing costumes.

And I raised the sabel high and made a name for myself.

"My name is Monstrous Zofira! He's a successful defeater of a fake"... "nobility like you!

"Whoa......!

"It's a new pattern......!

- Pussy, pussy, pussy, pussy!

And, surprise and applause boil from the guest seat. Seems to have delighted me with a different performance. It feels like the level of the clown has risen again. That's a really weird job going up with this.

Lord Franca is serious and frustrating, not acting.

"- Who says it's fake?

"I didn't expect you to use a curse ring to brainwash your favorite daughter, you scoundrel! Even if the Alliance's eyes are deluded, the eyes of this monstrous Zofira will not be deluded!

"Not a curse ring, etc."

"Then give it to me! Let the magicians in this room identify you!

Guest seats make a scene on purpose.

It must have been those who suspected that Lord Franca had indeed brought the Ring of Curse.

Now if you give me the ring quietly, I'll win this one...

"- Don't be ridiculous! You're going to steal my ring! You're not gonna get in that hand. It's mud!

Lord Franca screams out loud so that the audience can hear him.

I knew it was coming.

I mean, you're serious, not acting, this guy.

"You mean hang up the Shiraz, fake nobleman!

"You're the one with the bad habits! Fine, I'll stab you again!

"Heh heh, duel... Just what I want! You scoundrel nobleman!

"Watch your language, clown style!

I screamed and kicked the ground at the same time.

Gin, a servel that intersects. The impending moment. Immediately Franca returns her hand, sliding her sword and poking at her.

He turns his hair on it and fights back, but Franca's body scratches out as if he were reading where to attack. A few lines of sword are released from this blind spot, and I stand back and barely take it as I flee to the right to the left. But...

"Gu -?"

My arms and legs are slashed thin before I know it. The sword that I thought I had recieved was only slightly unavailable.

However, as I stepped forward, I rebuilt the servel.

- This guy is strong...!

Swordsmanship LV25 Not anywhere. For once, thirty, or more...!

"- Hiu!

Franca waves the sabel with a sharp exhalation. Attacks get more harsh, and my spare time keeps running out. Finally,

"Gu...!

He was slashed deep in the left flank. Blood seeps through his clothes and drips down to the ground.

"It's over, clown!

Franca steps in at once and tries to stab me in the todome. Still strong. A first-rate warrior was not Dada. My swordsmanship isn't the only way to get there.

- You're absolutely right.

The same warrior would have lost. But I'm not right now.

"I'm a clown -!"

Rotate your body to engage Franca. He won't notice. Under my cloak, fluttering and a band of light floating around.

Back off, to the right, to the left, that every time I took steps, there were magical particles floating around.

That I was dancing magic while I was fighting.

"What...?

Hmm, and back off, I prayed. Raise the hat and close one eye.

"I let you see - Clowns Skill, Dance"

The side wounds heal and the body is slightly lighter.

It was a skill that was made available by the increased level of clowns. It's auxiliary magic with something that leads to 'Dancers'. Has the effect of small recovery and physical improvement for a certain amount of time.

"Let's start over, nobleman."

Franca laughed when she fixed the hat and set up the sabel.

"Imitate the joke..."

And take the bottle out of your nose.

Is that potion? I stormed before I thought. Whatever the contents, my sabel keeps me from drinking, but he prevents me.

Teasing, and empty bottles roll onto the stage. Already then, Franca was behind me.

- What!?

The shaken sabel was swept away and prevented. But I didn't see it until the spinning kick.

"Ha ha...!

Moro eats all over me, and my body blows up like it's funny.

- It's not a potion...!

Clearly things have changed. Even Franca's movements, which were just fast, were increasing the speed even further. It was like, MesserDevil.

"- Do you know the magic of 'Dragonic Power', clown? I can't compare it to your chatty tricks. It's enhanced magic. Most of all..."

Once upon a time, Franca comes close.

On its face, there was a smile of a prey beast.

"You don't have to know. 'Cause you're gonna die here anyway."

A warrior is coming to kill me - then,

"Ra-kun!

Removing the cursed wedding dress, the prine, feathering the cape of the Cat God, unleashed magic.