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

In the slightest darkness, Thor goes silently without a light.

Everything around us is covered in thin blurry shadows, and the contours are uncertain.

The foot is hard and flat, but the protrusion is there, and you can be sure that the foot will be taken if you step on it.

Thor's footsteps, however, do not shake at all.

He keeps walking at a constant speed to the back of the dark, avoiding obstacles flat.

Unexpectedly there was no sound, and a large stone of cobbler flew in.

Thor, who moved his brow slightly, dares go straight ahead.

On the verge of hitting the toll, the stone turned its direction as it made a dull noise.

You mistakenly took that sound for something that hit you, and the sound of a deafening laugh clings from the bottom of the darkness.

And from the other side of the darkness again, a new stone is thrown with a toil.

Now it moved.

With a sword as you step in, slap the sides to turn the track.

A small spark arose between the blade and the stone, blurred at high speed.

That creeps up the appearance of a green skinned monster that lifts the sword just momentarily.

But Thor did not look anxious, and came forward as if he had been waiting.

Bounce off the blade to be swung down and insert the blade tip to be returned into the empty neck.

The throat-pierced hobgoblin cramped his body with a creeping scream.

Also to the flying stone, Thor kicks the monster's carcass into shields.

Slip through the side of a monster that collapses as a substitute and pack the distance at once.

Looks like the lurking Hobgoblin gave up a throwing attack against nearby Tor.

He hits me with a gripping stone.

In about the same motion as earlier, Tor's sword targets its throat at at the same time as he plays his arm.

But Hobgoblin twisted himself slightly, crunching the tip of Thor's sword.

Thor's hips are twisted smoothly and his movements convey his spine and move his arms.

A strong force arose on the wrist holding the sword, and in an instant a blade that changed its orbit from poking to transverse giraffe vividly slashed the monster's neck off.

The head that flew through the universe rolls in momentum as it falls to the ground.

Thor explored the surrounding signs as he retreated and avoided the blood that erupted from the torso left behind a beat late.

Make sure you have nothing to move and tuck the sword into the sheath while < restoring > it.

And I spoke to the darkness behind me.

"It's over. Lights, please."

Once in a while, the sound sounds and the fluttering light lights up.

At the same time two shadows emerged in the darkness.

One is a woman wearing a white robe and a white, shiny breast.

He hangs a wand in one hand and a small demonic stone lamp that emits a pale glow in the other.

The other was a child with a large red cape together.

He comes running over with his purple eyes shining as he rocks his blonde curly hair.

"You're annoying, Tor."

"Mm, To, are you stuck? All right, Moo will do it again!

The approaching child pounds Tor's hips as he grips his bush.

I don't know, but it seems to be a way to heal Moo's tiredness.

With a grin on the innocent child's condition, Sola pulled the knife out of her waistband sheath as she hooked a demonic stone lamp to her wand and stood it against the wall.

Cut off Hobgoblin's ear, which is falling without hesitation, and explore under his chin for any demonic stones.

The girl, who pulled out the gotten clear stone, wiped the green blood and happily turned into a sachet.

Trying to do the same with the other one, I realize there is only a torso.

"Oh, I don't have a neck."

"Have you fallen around there?

"Somewhere."

The surrounding conditions were reflected in a modest light due to Sora putting up demonic stone lights.

It was the walls of dirt that surrounded the four sides of the Tors.

By the way, walls mixed with discolored stones form passages distorted by snoring.

The soil-covered ceiling is quite high and there is still room for Thor to wield his sword.

The width of the aisle is also wide enough for two adults to walk side by side.

The name of this place is Little Ghost Cave.

It is a dungeon currently being attacked by the Tors.

Sora, who found Hobgoblin's neck under the aisle wall, picked it up with joy.

When I finish the process quickly, I gently put my head back on the ground.

Tor, who handed the wand to the girl, lifts the demonic stone lamp to illuminate the area.

"So what if we go back? People out there are gonna be tired of waiting."

"Yes. Oh, I'll get the lights, right?

"You can do it with Moo!

Moo, who snapped tightly on Thor's back, proudly wields the demon stone fixture handed to him.

After finishing the last Hobgoblin, Thor began to turn back the way he had originally come.

This cave doesn't have much intertwined structure, and it's only up to three layers deep.

Moreover, on the third floor is only the room of the Lord of the Labyrinth.

There is only one type of monster to show up again, and it can be said that it is not an underground labyrinth with so much difficulty.

However, not only does hobgoblin in the proximal species of goblin increase in stature and intelligence, but each individual has a role to play.

I mean, you bring up functions just like people do.

A hobgoblin fighter who wields a rusty sword and comes forward.

A hobgoblin shooter hiding in the rear and throwing stones at me.

Hobgoblin sherman who likewise refrains from rearward and uses dark moves.

And with the hobgoblin chief that binds them.

Particularly troublesome among them are shooters and shamans who have gained the means to attack remotely.

The cave is commonplace, but there is no light source.

At best from the entrance and exit, it is about the light of the sun that comes in only slightly.

And the subhumans, the petitioners of the goddess who presides over the darkness, naturally have a good night's eye.

So when you walk with a pine light or something, you get noticed from quite a distance and you're the wingman who can attack you.

The stone that flies over the lights from a remote location can only be prevented by a shield or something, but the shieldman's burden is considerably greater because of it.

Plus, it's nasty, but it makes a difference sometimes when you come after foot sleuths.

As for Tor, you can play it all off with your sword, but it has a lot of mass, and it's an object that flies in at high speeds.

The fear of the blade bending or missing comes up quite a bit.

Especially since Thor's iron sword pursued cleavage, it is extra because it is sharpened to considerable thinness.

So what Thor thought was an operation to reduce the distance that could be approached unnoticed more by making the conditions the same without a light.

"To, did you come to Moo's attention?

"Oh, thanks to Moo, that was a big help"

"Oh well. Tho must have moo."

I'm on my way out, so I gently pull the kid's cheek.

Moo barely moved his expression, couscous and laughed.

The Purple Eye clan has beastly eyes with vertical pupils.

This particular eye can see a slight light magnification and even a dim spot.

All you have to do is share that vision.

Though the most moody standing position led Thor to taste the odd experience of moving his body as he looked at his back.

After a short walk, the blurry light can be seen at the end of a sloped passage.

It is an escape to the ground.

Naturally, there are no stairs.

As the Tors went out of the cave, the men who were seated and relaxed turned to blame.

Everyone has the tools to dig the dirt and is in a rough shape.

When one of them stood up, he approached me with a bewildered look.

"Come on, you're taking a break already. Are you okay, you guys?

"No, it's over."

"Huh?"

"So you can go in now. I'm done cleaning up."

"Really? It hasn't been an hour!

The reply became troublesome. Tor nodded, and the man turned his gaze over and over to Sola and Moo as he rounded his eyes.

"Ho, are you sure you're all right?

"Oh, don't worry, there's not a single monster left"

You finally believed Thor's words, and the man turns back in a hurry, yelling at his men still sitting down.

"Hey, you guys, get your asses up! It won't be around forever. Time for work!

Thor quietly leaked the breath he had been hoarding as he saw the miners with pine lights entering the cave with Zorozolo.

If Euril would have been here, he could have believed me more.

Thor, who remembered his misdemeanor, slowly scratched under his chin.

It was entirely Thor's loss (accidentally) that caused this dungeon to be challenged by the three of us who lacked Euril.