Yakudatazu Skill ni Jinsei o Sosogikomi 25-nen, Imasara Saikyou no Boukentan Midori Kashi no Akira

"I'm going after an armored pig today"

Behind the woods at noon.

To the members who finished their lunch, Thor informed them of today's policy.

"Bovine! Yeah, it's a messy crack."

"Leave everything to Moo! Toe."

"That's not a sweet opponent."

Armored pigs are giant beasts whose height reaches as high as a man's shoulder.

Furthermore, as its name suggests, it is a monster protected by a cobbled skin with thick subcutaneous fat and rigid hair on the front part of the body.

Its sturdy defense is almost impossible to deal damage with martial arts and magic moves at level 1 of the lower branch skill.

Defeating this pig meant graduation from apprenticeship, i.e. promotion to F-rank, because it required skills raised above level 2 or 3.

The number of parties encouraged to crusade starts at five.

And for one tail, which is proof of crusade, only one person can be promoted.

Therefore, more than one monster needs to be hunted in order to get the number of people who have participated in the crusade.

If you leave on the way for that, you can even get around with the disgraceful nickname of a loose pig bastard.

Why such a specification is because this test is not just about combat capability but also about testing the system of cooperation at the party.

Companions gained through this series of fights are usually prone to a relationship that lasts until the end.

It is what inspires us to form a five-man party, so to speak.

Therefore, Tor did not get around to crusading armored pigs.

I had tried it about three times alone, but I was the wingman to defeat without being forced to take the deep end of it all.

But now Thor has Sora and Moo, two people he can count on.

I tried swinging it to my horn mole and goblin opponent in the morning and I've also confirmed how the iron sword is doing.

So it fits around the time of fulfilling the thoughts of the year.

"I see, when you kill boars, Tor's plate turns blue."

"Moo likes blue too!

"Oh, of course, we can have them all."

Armored pigs are monsters of solo action, but the territory is often adjacent, and if you can find one, you can easily find the next.

The territory itself is a relatively easy monster to discern because of its habit of rubbing the surrounding trees with fangs.

Adding Moo's is an even easier story.

But two hours later, what Moo discovered was an odd cave entrance that protruded from the ground to thrive.

"To, is that it? Is that Innocey's nest?

"Yeah, it's full of goblins, and it must be a goblin's nest, Moo."

Sora's words were shooting at the target not far away.

There are shadows of green skinned mannequins, a few slightly larger goblins wandering around the hole.

There was a cave of little ghosts - a time-generated dungeon.

An underground labyrinth (dungeon) is a hole that leads to the depths of the ground, as well as a nest of powerful monsters.

That is, even though it is very similar to the "great hole of coma".

As a result of its investigations to date, the dungeon is perceived to be close to the separation of the "coma hole" and to serve as a spire or outpost for the purpose of expanding the land.

Evidence of this is the bright black fountain known as the hole in the deepest part of the dungeon.

There is also a theory that this hole exists in all dungeons and leads directly to the "great hole of coma" beyond it.

From the holes protected by the Lord of the Labyrinth, there is a strong temper, and he has the habit of filling the interior of the dungeon with monsters.

If left unattended, the monsters will eventually overflow to the ground.

Then, a large group of monsters will have a "big outbreak" that will push them to where people live.

There is another type of "big outbreak," and this one is the type of thing that happens when monsters on the ground don't get driven out and keep growing.

It is a pattern of monsters undergoing further transformation in narrowed territory causing a great outburst.

And worst of all, the overflow of underground monsters has led to the oppression of monster territory on the ground, in that these two things could happen simultaneously as a result.

".................. not good. We're almost overflowing."

Thor shrugged unexpectedly, confirming the appearance of Hobgoblin, a subspecies of goblins around the nest hole.

Normally, near the ground, you rarely see monsters inside.

It is possible that quite a few have already been freed up.

"Aren't they delicious? Toe."

"Oh, quite."

Tor answers with an eyebrow root to a child who has his thumbs up and lets him wave.

Fluid dungeons that occur naturally during a certain period are found and reported, and are challenging mechanisms for qualified parties.

However, because the location of the appearance has not been determined, it was rarely overlooked and the discovery was delayed.

It looks like that case this time, but Tor's account said it didn't seem like it was the only one.

You have no right to challenge this little ghost cave at Thor's party, which only has G-rank.

I can't blame you enough for hunting hobgoblins near the entrance, but hunting where you don't know when a ton of monsters will overflow is suicidal.

In the first place, in dangerous situations, it's not like you're hunting.

When it comes to bronze monsters, being a group of hundreds can be a major threat.

The best thing the Tolls could do right now was to quickly run to the nearby logging yard for news.

It is because of these circumstances that there are three logging sites.

"All right, we'll hurry back. If we stay like this, it's definitely going to be a big one."

"That's tough! Yeah, let's go."

"Oh no!

While giving instructions to both of them to retreat, Thor snapped his backpack and took out one of yesterday's labors.

The appearance is in the shape of a triangular cone riding in the palm of the hand, with strings for ignition protruding from the top.

This is called the Faraway Incense, which emits the smell that monsters hate.

There is no guarantee of the most reliable effect, and it is also a troublesome product that needs to be changed depending on where it is used because of the different smells that each monster dislikes.

This time it's for goblins, so it should work for that approximate species of hobgoblins as well.

Tor, who lit the fire and confirmed the smoke would rise, threw an empty fine rolled shellfish into a bush on the other side of the dungeon entrance.

Take advantage of a moment when the attention of the Hobgoblins is gathered and quickly release the Faraway Incense into the dungeon.

The Tors, who succeeded in buying some time, began to rush to their destination while avoiding monsters in Moo's.

At the same time.

A group of parties were arguing as they walked around the corner of the woods just a little deeper from the forest road.

"That's why I'm in too much of a hurry, Riccal. You were in danger to us!

"But he said it was better to attack him now, definitely!

The impugned boy protested with his lips pointed.

Riccal's slightly reddish hair is due to the fact that his father was red-tailed.

Thanks to this, his skill tree was a red trunk protected by the Flaming God.

"It just so happens, it just worked. You always say that to me when you just fail."

"Hink is too freaked out. You don't know, anything."

Hink, who was told back that he was timid, silenced with a sluggish face.

The tall boy with the dark hair stretched out was aware that he had an indecisive side.

Because of this, I have not been able to use the bow and arrow skills given to me by the wind god.

"How long have you been doing this? Every time, it's just the same thing"

It was the girl with the brunette's unspoilt face who raised her voice like a shin.

The girl's neck, called Alessia, is covered in blue, clear scales.

Of these quartet, only this Ethereal Lin girl came from other villages.

Say something already, Sisan.

Speaking to the water girl, the party's lifeline, Sisan stopped her legs and turned around.

The brunette boy lowering the circular shield from his shoulder grins like a troubled one.

"You can leave me alone. A man can't help it."

The boy, the leader of this quartet, knew so much about the hurts and frustrations of the other two.

It was a party where there was some light talk and hatred before, but there was no such thing as intense rhetoric.

However, the atmosphere had changed completely since the girl showed her achievements on the first day of her adventure at the assessment desk a few days earlier.

It was more than six months ago that the three of us who were childhood friends left our hometown village to reach this city and were lucky enough to add a magic trick girl to form a party.

He is a member of the shield and swordsman and bowman with water use and ideal.

If we kept doing this, we would have tried our best to eat up our teeth when there was always a high ranking rich life ahead of us.

But the reality was only middle-aged, who looked down on it as mud fishing, and hard enough to be easily outrun by girls just like amateurs.

Although not represented by attitude, the inseparable emotions in Cisan are also swirling.

There is no way that an act that has come about believing it to be right can be calmed down by being shown the possibility that it was initially pointless.

And above all, what the boy feared was that we could poke at the fact that we might not have talent.

What should I do and what should I do?

Leaders who can't give answers are trapped in grand thoughts and overlook dangerous signs.

It was a scratch rubbed by something and the skin of the tree turned up.

And it's about two minutes taller than it should be in a normal position.

The young men, who had neglected to check their safety and made a loud noise, accidentally felt the ground shake and stopped their voices.

Anxiously eyed, he finally begins to be vigilant.

But it was already too late.

"……………… Ah"

Alessia, who found an unlikely object just beyond the shade of the tree, suddenly leaked a small voice.

Other members shift their gaze and lose their voices as well.

What was in the eyes of the four was the figure of a huge pig with six legs (...) far beyond its height.