Foreigner with Dark Hair in Another World

If I could find only three more Skeleton Maisies and defeat them, and get one staff at a time, I would be willing to turn the air pollution around for about three laps.

We walked as carefully as we could. Because, like before, a magical projectile might suddenly fly in the dark.

The leader was also in Meria's shoes.

I was delighted to learn that my shield could stop me from doing magic. Rather, she may be hoping for the same magic to fly again.

Of course, if she stops it, there will be no more, but she will have to throw herself right away to avoid it.

"... the skeletons are coming up from the basement?"

Looking out into the darkness, I saw a passage going down to the basement by both sides of the road, a straight line. Skeletons were coming up the stairs to the fourth floor of the basement. I felt the view coming out of the barracks like a marine.

"THIS IS SPARTA."

I kicked their breasts and sent them back home. Skeleton, whose ribs were crushed, rolled over to the other side of the darkness with his comrades who were following him.

"Should we go down?"

"Well... I don't think that's a good idea. When you see those bastards coming up from the basement, maybe the 5th floor is already packed with skeletons."

No matter how weak my skeletons are, it would be us who would be harpooned if they came to raid with so much bean sprouts. Then I will shed a tear of blood, recalling the old adage that there is no business in front of Dacopper. Oh, Mutu, you bastards. Suddenly I remember.

Of course, if you go further down, there may be more ancient items of value. But now is the time to be careful. I don't know if there's a necromancer, but there's something I brought all the way here.

You don't have to risk your life. Adventurers need to know how to weigh their money and their lives coldly. The one who makes that mistake dies first.

"I'm going to draw a map for a second."

Standing still, Elise pulls out the map she left behind and flicks something back in.

In the meantime, I tried pushing her head over her shoulder to see if she was better at painting, but I thought if I gave her a map and gave her that, she would be humiliated.

"Is that sign a passage down to the basement?"

"No, it's a friendly place with Skeleton. I've marked all of them."

"Oh, so that's where the cat painting goes underground."

"It's not a cat picture, it's a letter, it's a simple note of the situation."

"..."

What the hell are you drawing?

Are you using it?

Anyway, it doesn't matter if you recognize it.

We gave up going down to the fifth floor of the basement and then explored the fourth floor.

Nothing happened either. Smash when Skeleton appears. Sometimes a slime or a Giant Bat appeared. I keep staring at the skeleton bar, and I meet those sentimental people, so I'm glad I stopped killing them.

Elise was very pleased with the impulsive murderous behavior.

You don't have to say that Elise smiled and the party atmosphere became more harmonious. With so much tension, we found a place that looked like a room.

"There's someone."

There was a passenger in the room.

"... isn't that bastard holding a cane?"

- That angle.

I confronted Skeleton in the room. He was holding something like a wooden stick. Is it a rod? I wanted to be a rod because it was dark, but the staff was right. Thanks, motherfucker.

He was Skeleton Mazzie.

"Exactly. Skeleton Mazzie. I thought I was Skeleton Stick Man again."

"Khh... That's a funny joke."

"Really?"

"I'm lying, you barbarian shek. Enough nonsense."

"Crazy."

Copson gave it to me.

Skeleton Meiji stood still in the middle of the room, and somehow something black was twitching under his feet. Evil Origa? The wizards were able to use a spellbinding spell called Aura.

Then it's a little dangerous. I may be delusional, but I think it would be difficult if all of a sudden something so cruel as a black thorn came up under my feet. mainly in the area where there will be about two or three more posterior holes.

One Copson walks out slowly in front of the lantern, tense to see if he feels anything similar. His hand trembles, as if he believes that the light of Lantern has a sacred power to drive out evil.

Finally, their identity was illuminated.

"Oh, fuck."

"Hiiq."

Meria cramps briefly.

- Shh, shh, shh.

- Twitching.

It was the tooth maggots that were hanging under Skeleton Mazzie's feet. Those monster caterpillars had worse quality than the evil Ora. I went forward quietly.

- Each of them.

Skeleton Mazzie begins to move.

He swings his staff like a whip. With that trajectory, the black mist blooms lightly, and the toothed maggots that touch the mist tremble for a moment and look at us in unison.

Fuck. That's gross.

I spit on one of his jaws.

"Gee, gross!"

I cut off the maggots as I jumped in awe. Shhh! There is no skeleton, only flesh, so it is simple. The smashed one fell to the ground.

- Bitch!!

Starting with that, over ten toothed maggots rushed at us. They don't come crawling, they only have muscles, so the power has been jumping. It was an amazing sight.

This skeleton mage seems to manipulate the maggots with his magic.

"Argh! I hate bugs!"

"Evil creature!"

However, the ability to train monsters was commendable, but we could not be defeated by this caterpillar.

I slaughtered all the tooth maggots in an instant and fed Skeleton Mazzie the sword bread. He fell in vain.

"I got another staff."

I used it upside down with unpleasant body fluids, but I felt good. Two Black Crystal Staff have already been raided.

Meria took the shield, Copson took the lantern. And I heard it this time because Elise had a staff that she had acquired earlier. A staff in one hand. A sword in the other, isn't this a complete horse test?

Fuck me too. I need to learn magic.

"Smooth."

Elise uses her belt to put her skull around her waist. Already, hanging two skeletons around his waist seemed like an accessory for a barbarian warrior. This skeleton was also emblematic.

"That's it. How much for two wizard sticks?"

"I think there's more than three silver per sack."

"Three silver? It's more expensive than my shield."

A three-silver cane seems like a bit of a hopeful observation, but at least it has a silver value. Then I moved again, crushing the monsters.

- Krrrr...

I heard a low cry from the other side. I wonder if the beast came all the way here.

- Glug, Glug...

And a strange cry was also heard. It was supposed to be a cry, but it was like a nasty laugh. Elise leans against the wall and says,

"I can feel the evil energy."

- The light shines in the darkness.

"Holy Light."

Immediately a glorious light appeared around her memorizing the spell. Holy Light, a divine skill that illuminates light in the dark. It reveals the identity of the monsters that were hidden in the dark with a beam of light stretching out like an LED.

"Evil Hound and Imp. It's very unpleasant to scatter disgusting bites."

- Kung Kung!

- Glug, Glug!

Their identity was a black dog and a black kid.

Evil Hound was the evil dogma of the setting that flowed in from the machete. A red-eyed egg on a naked leather body. And a slightly dangerous monster with sharp teeth.

And the Imp is not a Progamer, but a little demon with very few selves. A bizarre monster that looks like it inflated three times the body of a newborn and stretched its arms and legs. The horn of the head is said to be a good magical ingredient.

"Hey, Barbarian. What did you say, nigger? The niggers are over there. Khhhh..."

"Ana."

What can I say? Now that we've met, we should kill him.

I took a breath.

- Kung!

Pabat! One Evil Hound runs like a shot. It was as fast as a beast. But we have a reliable tanker, Maria. Meria lowers her stance and raises her shield.

- Kung!

"Whew! I'm going to push!"

The two of them clash. Meria blocks the attacking one with a shield. However, I stepped back to see if the amount of impact was significant. Hostile opponent who meets in just a few minutes. I swiftly protruded to her side.

"Hold still!"

As it is, Evil Hound's bare side pushes out a powerful knife. Phew! The sound of flying flesh tearing. I weighed as I was. Then the tip of the stuffed blade protrudes through the opposite side of him.

There's no way these monsters can do anything against a warrior with a shield and a swordsman. I twisted the blade. And it was like turning a watermill. The monster howls around in agony.

- Hung Hung!

I threw up the blood as if I were going to stop his gut. When I pulled the knife, the black blood stem was buried. I kicked his head hard with a confirmatory kill. There was no response.

"What about the Imp?"

I looked around and asked because there was another one left. I can't see the Imp.

"I've already taken care of it."

"Ah."

The Imp is already bruised with a stubborn head. [Be quiet!] with the same feeling. Elise cut off his hands and horns and said, The horn was sold to settle and the grandmother said she would have it.

"It wasn't my turn."

Kobson said that fighting for life is only a matter of seconds. Needless to say, if that is the case.

"It's a little pitiful. It was cute."

"What? What's cute? The Imp?"

I doubted my ears because I wanted to hear something wrong at the moment. Meria talks like a psychopath. What happened to that disgusting monster? Does that make sense? Isn't it something that's been cursed by mental contamination?

"Yes. Round, so cute..."

"Did you say cute? Meria, that's wrong. No, it's an evil idea."

"On?"

"Maria... I think you should talk to me."

When Elise grabbed Meria's hand and dragged her out, Skeleton Meige reappeared in the dark. Three.

"Let's put the story off."

Elise lowers her stance. It was a crowding start pose. A willingness to run into a single breath and burst into pain.

- He's got a hunch!

He shoots a purple magic sphere with a familiar jaw. Meria tries to advance the shield with a conscientious face. I grabbed her shoulder and dragged her away, just in case.

"What do you mean?"

"Just in case. What if it's a spell through the shield? If we can avoid it, let's avoid it."

I didn't mean to interrupt her hobby, but if it did, we'd all be fucked. Meria accepted.

"It's over. I heard more Evil Hounds in the back, and they fled as soon as Mazzie died. I think we have some magic in common to buy monsters."

Skeleton Meiji, who was crushed, left us a staff because he said he died and left a name and a tiger a leather. I put it on Copson's back.

There was one left in the future.