Mission No.1 Magic Swordsman’s Return (12)
I think I walked for about a minute. As soon as his feet stopped, Balt felt something uncomfortable and looked back at him. Usbel, who was toddling behind him, would understand, but Elif, who looked around cautiously and looked terrified…
I don’t know why you’re following me.
At that thought, Ewald stopped in place. At Ewald’s sudden action, Elif made a ‘hik’ sound and stopped in her seat, then looked at Ewald with a very nervous face.
“Um, what’s going on?”
Ewald opened his mouth to Elif, who was properly surprised.
“… Did you say Karossa?”
“You can call me Elif.”
Ewald shook his head. That’s not the point.
“Why are you quietly following me?”
“No, it’s not sneaky, it’s just openly following.”
Blinking her clear, big eyes, Elif met Ewald’s gaze. It’s a seriously naive face.
“… Why do you openly follow me?”
Elif tilted his head for a moment before opening his mouth cautiously with a very shy expression.
“No, it’s scary when it’s alone, I have to scout, I don’t know, but if the demon king calls me master, I think I’ll count ignorantly…”
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What is this crazy girl talking about?
“Do you think we are going on a picnic or something?”
“I never thought so.”
It’s a face that looks like it’s going to cry again.
Then, as if thinking of something, Elif opened his mouth with a fierce expression.
“By the way, why did you come here?”
“… You ask too early.”
“That, that was crazy.”
Again, tears well up.
“Really, why are you here?”
“… Because of the Demon King.”
After answering briefly, Ewald turned around. However, Elif looked at Usbel with a blank expression and tilted his head.
“Is it because of Grandma Usbel?”
What’s with all these crazy women?
“Hey, b*tch, it’s not grandma.”
Usbel, who quietly whispered abusive words in her ear, glared at Elif with her cold eyes, but she was so small and cute that she wasn’t threatening at all, so she gave off an aura of pity.
“Oh, female? Are you a female? What do you mean?”
My head hurts because of this out of control girl. Ewald opened her mouth quietly, pressing her forehead with her thumb and forefinger.
“There are rumors that there is something in this monastery that is presumed to be the Demon Lord. I came for that… Didn’t you get the mission explanation?”
Weren’t you sent in as a scout? She didn’t quite understand why he was supposed to be briefing, but he finished explaining to Elif as simply as possible.
“Hey, hey, hey, hey, is the Demon King here?”
A look of astonishment passed over Elif’s face.
“I haven’t heard of that!”
“… The kids who stood guard knew about it.”
The elf, who was trembling and gnashing his teeth with a face that really didn’t know anything, had a serious expression. Thanks to this, a deeper shadow was cast on Ewald’s face.
“Well, what do I do then? If I follow Mr. Kitsuka, will I meet the demon lord? Are you just fighting?”
“… I haven’t even checked whether or not there is a Demon King yet.”
“Kitsuka-san, what should I do? If I fight the demon king, will I die? Should I go back?”
“… If you’re going to be that scared, how about going back?”
“Ha, but if you just go back, the seniors will try to eat you. Aww!”
Ewald had no idea what the seniors were going to do, but Elif broke down in tears.
“Please save me.”
Elif, who was crying like that with an innocent face, gave off a scary atmosphere. Her behavior, which strangely stirred her protective instincts, forced Ewald to back away from her involuntarily.
She is a scary woman in many ways.
“If you can’t scout and go back, you’ll be beaten to death.”
“Then scout and go back.”
“I can’t do it alone.”
“Then ask for reinforcements.”
“No. It’s a big deal if you say you can’t do it alone. I might kill you. Ehh.”
“… What do you say to me?”
Ewald, who briefly thought about her cutting, did not understand at all.
Does it make sense that she dies when her skills are enough to slaughter all the monsters here?
Is it because she is simply scared? Ewald contemplated whether to quickly abandon this cumbersome woman at the monastery entrance, but she soon had to shake her head.
There was too little time to bring her. Above all, Usbel will survive if he grasps the true nature of the monastery before the centurion moves.
Ewald, who had gone as far as to think, spat out harsh words without realizing it.
“Go back. That’s good for each other.”
The blood drained from Elif’s face.
“Sir, no! How do you get back up?”
“… Afoot?”
I won’t fly away, so is there any other way to climb other than walking?
I don’t know why she trembles like that because there’s something frightening about a girl with magical knife skills. But she had a face that made it clear that she would never go back.
“I can’t go up. I want to go down let’s go together. Please save me.”
What do you mean by cutting it so short? Ewald frowned slightly.
“If we go together, we might meet the demon king, right?”
“Hey!”
Disappointment appeared on Elif’s face.
“Aww! Uh, what? Please save me.”
You don’t like going up and you don’t like going down? When he tried to get out the words to just stay here, Balt sighed and had to stop his words.
It bothers me to leave such a trembling woman behind.
And above all, procrastination like this is the most nerve-wracking. Ewald opened his mouth in a voice full of annoyance.
“Ah, then follow me. Don’t be intrusive, stick behind me and follow me.”
“Yes? Really? Wouldn’t it be dangerous? There might be a Demon King.”
“Then will you stay here?”
That’s not it. Elif nodded his head without further ado.
“Let’s go together. I’ll be quiet in the corner. Please don’t leave please!”
Ewald, who was looking at Elif with a weak face, let out a sigh he had no idea how many times.
“… Let’s go down before you change your mind.”
“Thank you!”
* * *
“Hey, hey, Master. This female is so clingy that it’s hard to walk.”
“Don’t call me a woman, you old woman!”
“Do you both want to die?”
Ewald didn’t even look back and replied boldly.
“Be friendly.”
“Yes, yes, master. I’ll be friendly. Okay.”
“I-I will, oh oh oh.”
However, despite Ewald’s threat, Elif and Usbel started to grumble. Of course, it was more of a joke rather than a grumble.
She didn’t pose much of a threat because of her frightened appearance, but Usbel stuck right next to him and didn’t even think about falling.
Eventually, Ewald cut his interest in the two.
Ewald moved on, carefully checking to see if there was any mana around him, whether there was any hidden magic, or if there were any ambushes. But it was a very fast movement speed.
Ewald, who descended three floors in an instant, stopped at the maze-like structure of the monastery after swearing once.
“Usbel, can you still hear the song?”
“Yes, yes, I can hear you. But I really can’t call it dirty.”
It is a sound so small that it cannot be heard by the human ear. However, Usbel, who had caught the sound, was continuously giving direction to Ewald.
“I am Kitsuka-san.”
It’s elf
“Just call me Ewald.”
“I see, Mr. Ewald. But isn’t it strange?”
“… Anything normal?”
It’s so full of strange things that it’s hard to find something that isn’t strange. There was no way that anything normal could exist in a dungeon wearing the mask of a monastery.
“There are no monsters.”
“It’s just invisible. Standing all the way to the outskirts. I don’t know why.”
“Hey, do you have it? Where are you?”
Dungeon doesn’t work? Ewald glanced back at Elif with a puzzled expression.
Of course, that human named Ebalt is the best magician on the continent recognized by others – based on 30 years ago – and an adventure lover who visited a new dungeon every four days.
It is a difference in experience that cannot be overcome.
“… Don’t be afraid because you can’t see it. I can’t cut it if I’m going to have a good time. There’s nothing to be afraid of because they’re all slow guys.”
“There’s no way you’re not scared.”
“If you keep talking like that, the guys will come. Quiet.”
“Hee!”
Elif closed her mouth with that. He shuddered from time to time, but he kept quiet until he covered his mouth. Ewald looked around him with an expression of great effort and felt embarrassed.
He has no way down.
“… Are you blocked?”
No matter how much I looked, there was no way down. To make matters worse, even the sound of his singing was cut off.
“It’s difficult.”
“It doesn’t look like you’re singing. Thank god.”
“Relief?”
“I’m glad, I’m glad. Even if you can’t sing, there’s a level, but this isn’t a level where you can’t sing. My brain is numb.”
Hearing the almost inaudible voice, Ewald couldn’t sympathize at all. He said he couldn’t sing unless he could sing.
“You heard it from below, right?”
“Yes, yes. It is around here.”
Usbel kindly tapped her foot on the floor. Ebalt stepped on the floor where Usbel had hit with his foot, then pulled a stream of mana flowing around him into his right arm.
“Move.”
The mana clinging to Ewald’s arm began to glow white as soon as he received Ewald’s will.
Elif, who stepped back with surprised eyes, had a face that did not know what the man was doing, but Usbel stepped back farther than Elif.
“Come further back. Don’t be bullied.”
“Yes.”
Elif quickly ran to where Usbel was. After confirming that, Balt fixed the squirming mana on her arm.
“Hueup.”
Ewald slightly bent his knees. At the same time he spurred the floor and leaped into the air. Ewald, who was inclined to fall backwards, did not slow down even after turning half a turn and floating in the air. With that momentum, he climbed to the ceiling and Balt stepped on his ceiling with his foot.
Then, with terrifying leg strength, it spurred off the ceiling and fell toward the floor, no, exploded.
Kwak!
The wind blew. I don’t know what they did, but the floor exploded. Stones, dust, and debris flew in all directions. Elif blocked the storm made of dust from flying into her face with her arm.
“Ugh! Ouch! Ouch!”
“Avoid that. Don’t get all right.”
“Aww! What to avoid…”
Usbel was dodging. Uthbel, who had been dodging the debris to the point where he wondered how he could use his fuselage sight to avoid the bombardment so gracefully, soon stopped.
Elif, who caught several flying stones with his head with an expression wondering if there was such a monster, looked at the monster-like Ebalt who created this phenomenon.
However, in the place where Ewald had been, only a hole with a diameter of almost 3 meters remained.
“Let’s go.”
Usbel looked back at Elif with a confident smile and said, But even louder than that, Ewald’s shout came from below.
“Aren’t you coming down soon?!”
I don’t know what kind of group it is. However, Elif, who was intimidated by Ebalt and Usbel’s unhumane movements, nodded obediently and turned his head to the space where Ebalt had disappeared.
Usbel jumped first. The elf ran towards the hole where the small body disappeared and immediately followed Usbel with a light movement.
It wasn’t very high. Elif, who balanced his body with a click, raised his head instinctively and looked around.
And a terrified voice came out of her mouth.
“… Oh my god!”
The sword of hell hung before them.