I told Mr. Gray that it was nothing, but I might have made a bad choice.
After your nap is over, you're ready to start attacking the dungeon again, but the song you just heard is stuck in your head, and you can't get rid of it, let alone the lyrics of it.
Hindsight is of the essence.
It's been half a day now that you're too distracted to concentrate.
Even in such a state, your body reacts to the murderous atmosphere without thinking, and before you can even think, it waves its arms in the air to knock your opponent down.
Despite the lightest of swings, the mineral tree slices through the air and tears apart the neck and torso of the crocodile like an armadillo.
You'll be able to cut the skin like a rock or a mayhem in front of the tree, which has become even sharper since it became connected to the mineral tree.
So it's now a matter of how to deal with the opponent's attacks, depending on my assessment.
I've been able to get in and slice through, repeating the process for now.
After entering the depths of the dungeon, as long as you're not surrounded by a bunch of people and don't let your guard down, you'll be able to cope with the situation without any problems, but I've been wondering about the content of your dream since a while ago.
I can't get that singing voice out of my head on the way to the dungeon.
Normally, I would only remember the contents of my dreams as nightmares, but this time is an exception.
To be more specific about the content of my nightmares, the night I trained with my instructors, I always dream about the same thing: ......
Huh?
Isn't that a reality?
Look at the same content twice!
Thanks to that, the review is perfect for the next one. Although, those two guys outdo it with glee!
And who am I plugging in to?
Well, that's not the point. ...... Back to the story.
The fact that I can remember the content of the dream so vividly, even after the passage of time, makes me think that the dream is a warning of danger to me, or in other words, a premonition.
I think it is what is called a prophetic dream.
However, there is unfortunately no reason to rejoice that my intuition has finally stepped into the realm of precognition, and I believe that this is not something to be optimistic about.
Somehow, this smells like trouble.
My gut tells me so.
"It's about time for our first destination.
Yeah, there's a break in the monster attack, which means we're in another monster's territory. And from the standpoint, it should be about time.
Which way is it?
I found ...... to wait. It's Nightmare Soup.
But I don't think I'll have time to worry about that for a while.
After hiding behind a rock and sending the spirit flying to explore the surroundings, Meitte opens his closed eyelids and points in the direction of travel.
There's an area of recreated plains ahead. There's a herd of nightmare monkeys there ...... approximately a hundred of them.
"It's the female that's going after a hundred or ......? What is the percentage?
That's about 20 percent of the total.
I've heard about it, but it's not much.
It's just the way it is. On top of that, if there are fewer males, the females will flee. It's not a bad survival instinct for the species, but it's not easy for us.
"I guess we can't hunt if we're slowing down the males. So I guess we'll just have to go with the plan, won't we?
Yes, the basic choice is to surprise them and hunt the female at once. Even wind magic and water magic can damage the wool when you use magic, so I'm basically an assistant.
"I'm going to retrieve the loot so the monsters don't raid it.
Okay, that's it, please.
After the meeting, we just need to keep an eye out for monsters.
These dungeons are different from the types of dungeons we're used to.
Our dungeons are organized by race, such as ogre, insect, and undead.
The dungeons are formed with the advantage of being easy to control and organize, but the dungeons here are different.
It is a type of dungeon that allows monsters of several races to create territories at each level to ensure variation.
This makes it difficult to control, but the attacker must also be able to cope with it.
It's not easy to advance if you can only deal with one kind of monster.
Fortunately, there is no opponent that can't cut it, so you can proceed with no problem.
I'm sure you'll be able to use only body-strengthening magic, so Myt's spirit magic will be your lifeline.
You'll need to be able to use your own magic to get the job done.
Although the ability to deal with it is required, breaking through it is not as difficult as in the company's dungeons where you can get a large number of people.
As evidence of this, the space here is a buffer zone where monster encounters are sparse, if you can call it the boundary of such a territory.
Thanks to this, we can take a break like this.
This is a dungeon that makes you wonder if you can combine the merits of attacking all the time and expanding your application skills.
However, this dungeon is quite old, and I don't know how the current dungeon design philosophy is fixed, so it's probably too late for me to talk about it.
I see so many of them.
While I was talking, my feet kept going, trying to keep my voice low and not to be heard as I peered at my destination, hiding behind the wall.
You've heard about the numbers, but seeing the flock in person gives you a different impression.
You almost get fed up with the difference between the number and the number of the real ones, but when you think that there is another species coming up after that, you reassure yourself that this is not the time to be downhearted.
The one in the middle?
"Yes, it's a female. See how different their fur is?
"Yes, only the middle one is shining.
The male's wool may have been fine in its original state, but its color is dull because of its ferocity.
But on the other hand, the female's wool was a magnificent white color, as if she didn't know how to fight.
Although not shining like a jewel, the females showed off their luster with the reflection of light.
Surely even a layman like me could tell that they were high quality.
And since they haven't seen us yet, they're ready for a surprise attack.
It took a while, but I finally reached the first item.
......
What's up?
But you can't take the first step.
Mr. Gray, who is suspicious of your behavior, asks you about it, but you can't answer him because of your unfounded fears.
Look to your left and there is nothing, look up and there is nothing, turn around and see that Mr. Mytt is there.
If you look to the front, you will see the same scenery as if you had wandered into a farm at first glance.
......
"......
Mr. Gray and Ms. Mytt, who sensed something strange in my silent reply, also pay attention to the surroundings.
I'm feeling a strange unease.
It's as if this space itself is a trap.
Isn't there anything here?
"Oh, I don't feel it either.
"I don't feel it either. But I have a strange feeling.
"Do you have a hunch?
I've been feeling it lately, this intuition. Whether it's good or not, as far as bad things go, it's a 100 percent shot so far.
I don't know the exact time, but I've only recently become aware of it.
But I think my hunches have been more accurate for some time.
I'm feeling that same feeling now.
You think I'm feeling it?
Yeah, maybe you should pull out.
You open your mouth according to such a clear and unfounded sense, but you don't know what you're saying.
Looking around, there are no traps, unknown enemies or overtly dangerous powerful enemies.
There's just a target monster in front of you.
From the side, they just look like they're scared.
I'm aware that I'm acting in a manner that can't help but be called that.
But something inside me is whispering to me that something irreversible is going to happen if I stay here.
? I've found another party. They're coming our way. But this movement is running away from ...... something? It seems pretty confusing too,
"What is it? You think something pretty bad is on the way?
"Yes, I suppose so. I'm a little far from that party, but I also feel a twisted force. That's why the spirits are buzzing. Jiro's right, maybe we should take a break from this place.
The genie that Meitte had flown in to warn the surrounding area seems to have found the reaction of the party inside the dungeon.
If they can get down this far, they must have a reasonable amount of power.
But if such a party is escaping, do dragons live here?
The nightmare sheep also noticed the sound of battle, and both the male, who was grazing, and the female, who was lounging around, turned their heads in that direction at once.
That's because the sound of battle could be heard so clearly.
If I didn't have a bad premonition, I would have had the chance to take the opportunity to surprise them with a surprise attack, but the movement of the nightmare sheepskin itself only confirmed my bad premonition.
"I'm going to pull. You understand?
"......
"Oh.
"Mr. Myitt?
Quick decisions and quick actions.
That's what kept me alive.
I quickly surrendered and tried to move away, but as if she sensed something, she didn't answer, her eyes were fixed on the sound of battle.
You're okay! Hey, get a grip!
"What are you doing? There's a flock of nightmare sheep up ahead!
I know! He won't attack a monster, but he'll be a wall! Anyway, just think of getting away now! I'm sure he won't be able to follow me across the levels!
"I know, but! My genie is not going to last much longer! If that happens, we won't even have a shield now!
We completely missed the timing of our escape, but I could see why Mr. Mightt couldn't leave.
A party of dark elves jumped out of another passage opposite us.
For a moment we thought it was a man and woman duo, but the man's back is carried by another dark elf woman.
A green-furred dog the size of a lion, clad in crackling armor, can be seen running alongside the likely spirit of the man.
A raccoon-like spirit as big as a human, with a tail so wide and flat that it can hide itself, comes out of the room, followed by a human-sized raccoon-like spirit that seems to be blown away.
"Mars!
The blue-haired raccoon desperately tries to protect its master by intimidating its opponents.
But in reality, however, the threats seem to have no effect on the opponent.
Ignoring these threats, the raccoon once again strikes its body and its massive frame is blown apart again, sending it tumbling to the ground.
But it, too, does its best to get up and bare its fangs again.
It is covered in wounds, its magic flowing like blood, and is on the verge of disappearing.
The supposedly dark elf woman cried out in concern, but he had no time to reply.
Her proud tail is scratched and bruised, her claws are shattered, her fangs are unreachable, and her spirit's magic is one step short of running out of magic power.
Seeing this, the master is desperately chanting his magic and trying to heal the spirits, but he hasn't recovered in time.
All is nowhere to be found.
It's clear that they are outnumbered and if they continue, they will be wiped out.
I saw the look on Myitt's face as he watched the scene.
...... Mr. Gray, will you listen to my stepson's selfishness?
If you meet a ...... vampire, let's hear it if you do the same thing.
"Yes, I promise.
It may not sound like a decision, but I was able to easily decide on a course of action when I saw it.
Even if you know it's a problem, once the conditions are met, there are people who will work.
I don't know if they knew what I was going to do, but Mr. Gray agreed with a sigh and said it was inevitable.
If it was a beastman instead of a dark elf, I would have backed away without a second thought.
If I hadn't wanted to marry Suela, I would have withdrawn without a second thought.
If only, I would have made a list of conditions, but I had already decided to help them.
"Mr. Mytt.
"Jiro-kun
"Help, sir. I will drive the nightmare group away now and lead them over here. And Miss Myitt, you will cure them.
Sorry.
Suela tells me. Dark elves are so devoted to their fellow man that they would not abandon him if their lives were in danger. So why would I, who is going to join your clan, ignore it?
Is it a good thing or a bad thing to be able to decide with a bitter smile?
I'm glad that I've learned to make decisions like this, but it makes me a little sad to think that I've become prone to getting into trouble.
Mr. Grey, I need your help to protect them.
Mm, I'll be there as soon as I'm done. Don't push yourself.
"We will do our best.
Unlike the company, you can't transform into a magical body here.
Just like Isreal, if you take a life, that's it.
Taking on a powerful enemy means risking your life.
Knowing this, and with the determination to survive, I press the switch of battle inside me with a crisp click.
Asking Myitt to heal them and leaving Gray to guard me, I turn into a storm.
In one fell swoop, I'm in top gear, and first of all, I attack the nightmare sheep in a surprise attack to secure the passage.
Originally, I would have taken it easy by killing it without shedding blood to secure the wool, but that was no longer necessary.
You're going to be able to find out the best way to get the most out of your newborn baby.
I'll use everything within the reach of the mineral tree to mass-produce the corpses of Nightmare Soup.
"Wha-what? Coming over here?
"Another party? Run!
"Run away to the other side, buy time.
The nightmare soup would be exposed to an attack from the opposite direction, which I had warned against.
Some of them reacted, but by the time they were fully responsive, I had reached the dark elf's party, but they didn't stop, they just said a few words as they passed by.
"A human! Why are we here?
"Wow, I don't know. Maybe he's a battle slave. Look, there's a dark elf out there!
"My people helped you! Helpful.
They passed each other with the minimum amount of conversation and stopped at the end of the passage.
I didn't have time to be relieved that I could hear the conversation behind me and that they were safely on their way to Ms. Meitte's side, but I was relieved that my goal was accomplished for now.
Well, what do we do now?
I knew there was something beyond the darkness.
The other party, without a shred of enjoyment, appeared with some kind of chain.
Ha! I know it's a fantasy, but I honestly didn't want to fight.
I snorted and laughed to myself, but honestly, I felt like bemoaning my lack of luck.
Her entire body is wrapped in restraints, two of her three pairs of wings are sealed, and her arms are chained with iron balls on either side.
From the bulge of her breasts, you can tell that she is a woman, but her face is covered by some kind of hideous mask that makes it impossible to see her face.
I knew there was a demon, so I knew it was there, but I didn't expect to see it like this.
"Can't we resolve this through conversation if possible? "It's an 'angel'.
A being who was supposed to be opposed to the demon king's army, the chalk-winged angel of God.
I wasn't expecting to be able to converse with him through my mask, of course.
My words, just to lighten my mood, were ignored as expected.
The angel said nothing, and without reason, lunged at me.
I greet it, pointing my blade at it while somehow guessing that this angel is a songstress.