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

"So, what do you say?

Skillfully cut the wind with the stretched wings, Fei Long crosses the sky.

The tip of the canoe bracketed in its belly.

With the blowing wind on his back, Chill asked the three of his companions along with his usual sharp eyes.

The twins, who were bored and watching the murderous wilderness beneath their eyes, cut their gaze and looked at each other.

"Right. That man, no, that's impossible, including those kids."

It was my sister Kikiri who cut the fire.

Her sister Neemimi erased her expression as if she wore a mask, and her lips remained firmly bound.

"Right. Impossible."

Chill, who heard the response, let him snort satisfactorily.

Just under two months.

That's the time the Tors spent getting to the bottom of the underworld.

Even though the White Corpse hierarchy had the help of Straccia and others, it is usually a year-by-year search.

It's incredibly fast.

Moreover, there is no point in mentioning those who are disadvantaged.

Four fewer than the usual quota, and three of them are flattering young women. Yet one is not even double digit old.

It does not belong to a faction, and there is little temple backing.

In addition, they are all made up to hold the head of even Yingjie, who uses magic tricks.

Instead of such a broken party leaving a vacancy, they step through the labyrinth without a single, heavily injured bare gesture.

It was a really hard sight to believe.

"So, have you had enough?

"No, I'm only talking as an adventurer. Being trustworthy as a human is a different story. Right, Nene?"

"I think you're a good man, Lord Thor."

"Yeah, I wasn't lying about the way he nostalgic. Even so, that's a story so far. How to choose the future…"

"We can't afford to wait that long. Perhaps next time, we'll try Dead Dragon again."

"I know, I know."

The search for the Heavenly Storm Alliance did not appear to have progressed so far because of a lack of strength.

As Thor speculated, it was for a certain purpose.

The Chills were secretly watching the Tolls closely.

Exhaled deeply, Kikirili continued her words without looking back to the nemi, who remained silent.

"You have no choice. All right, let's do it."

"Well, that helps. How's that?

The waterman, who was sitting on his back holding a cane at the stern, replied only briefly when he raised his face quietly.

"I have no objection either"

"Well, that's settled."

Therefore, the Heavenly Storm Alliance was to challenge the fifteenth floor.

A line that takes more than half a day to reach the tenth floor sets up a sleeping area on the stairs to be ready.

First, the stairs to the eleventh floor were closed, so we're looking for the ghost of the former warden.

Successfully let the sarcophagus lid open in about two hours while placing a < Electrical Stagnation > in the aisle to seal off the wall drain.

After finishing off the evil spirit in white clothes to clear your worries on the eleventh floor, look for the blue steel doll.

"Around there."

"Yes, I'll take care of it"

It was Kikirili who cut the fire, but it was Nemi who pointed it out.

In the direction indicated by the twins, a slight response activates Chita.

It is the head of a steel doll that interferes with < electric detective >, but if it is a skilled lightning user, the location can be roughly determined.

All you have to do is find a place with a protrusion in the ceiling with the magic of the wind that reads the terrain.

Chill standing at the end of the aisle gently squeezes her stiff bow with her arms as thick as a round too.

Shot out by an arrow that flew in from outside the sensing range, the monster stopped functioning shortly after issuing a warning.

Nemi listens to the noisy footsteps of the patrolling body and skilfully dodges it and the line goes to the back.

Less than two hours after the earlier, I was able to tailor a blue steel doll.

That day, stop exploring there.

The Heavenly Storm Alliance, dragged up to the stairs on the tenth floor, puts down the iron gratings on both sides for dinner.

Preparing meals is more or less a chill.

"Ma, milk porridge?

"I'm sick of this. Give me better food."

"Don't leave me complaining! In our country, we eat this every day, so we can have a healthy body."

"I'm a little awkward too ~"

Only Mordamo had finished eating silently.

The next day we proceed to the thirteenth floor.

In front of the red hidden room are three: Chita, Chill and Mordamo.

Near the room where another steel doll packs tightly, the twins are waiting.

When the water user moves the corner stone, the door of both rooms opens.

The flying steel doll is occasionally stopped by < Electrical Stagnation >.

Slowly moving forward, the herd of monsters shoots out one ice column after another.

It's slowing down, but it's still dangerous.

But the twins turn themselves out of range vividly.

The Cuiyu brothers and sisters were also finishing their work while Kikiriri and the others bought time.

A red ghost pierced by a true silver arrow butt disappeared into space with his jaw open to represent carelessness.

The Chills, who finished the monster without a step into the room, immediately turn back on their heels.

The goal is a staircase to the fourteenth floor.

At the same time, the twins just escape saying they've finished the role.

A line that we were able to safely rendezvous under the stairs headed for the large room to the north when we breathed.

Beyond the iron lattice, a black shadow of secrecy and unity emerges as disputed by the gray evil spirits.

Quietly pulling the bow string, Chill gets the best timing as he stares at his prey.

When I noticed, the bow swayed and the arrow slid through the iron lattice without sound pierced the shadow.

The archer nodded satisfactorily after a perfect sniper.

Having quickly defeated the monster that is the key to the four pillars, the line heads south on its feet.

All the columns in the four corners of the back room on the fourteenth floor had disappeared into the ceiling.

And the iron lattice is lifting as well.

Peeping into the dim staircase leading downstairs, Chill urged in short words.

"Let's go."

There was no response, but no one stopped.