Living as an Unemployed in Another World

79 – 3. Two Adventurers (32)

32.

Jumping! As the carriage shook, Chloe frowned. Even though they were going the same way as before, unlike the wagon sent by the mansion, the wagon arranged by the guild was not very comfortable to ride. Even for a woman, her butt, which has little flesh, is somewhat tingling.

Swipe——she rubbed the oiled cloth over the blade again. Grooming her main sword every day is the basis of her swordsmanship, so she didn’t neglect her grooming, but even so, she couldn’t stop her hands. If she doesn’t do anything now, it’s because she hasn’t calmed down.

Unlike the idiots who ventured into the labyrinth at will and became prisoners, she knew the horrors of the labyrinth. She fully felt the power of her reach, which seemed to transcend her perception. Even so, all of them are heading for that labyrinth without exception. There was no way I wouldn’t be afraid.

Jumping! Again the wagon rocked. The vibration was transmitted through her hand to her sword. The blade trembled…… Is it really because of that? Chloe wasn’t sure. She looked at her face reflected in the trembling blade.

Since she left town, what has she accomplished with this sword? Chloe questioned herself.

Her mother was human. She was a great swordsman who no one knew by name. During her adventures, she met and bonded with her father, who was of pure elf blood. Considering that most half-elves were born from elven women who traveled outside the country and were married to human men, she, as a human woman, was a somewhat foreign entity even to her father’s tribe.

Is that why? Chloe’s father was of noble blood, who would lead the tribe in the future, while her mother, a commoner who was not even a noble, had no political advantage in the eyes of her elders to make her a companion. In the end, the two separated with a child between them, and the two mother and daughter naturally moved to a village where half-elves lived together, as if they were kicked out.

Although it was a life that was shunned by many, her mother and daughter were happy. Little Chloe loved her mother’s stories of her adventures. She dreamed of living a life like hers. She longed for her life. She admired Because of this, when Chloe was well past her adulthood in her human years, she left her village with her bloated dreams.

A long time has passed since then. A lot happened, but that was it. Slash the monster. Stabbed, pierced, most of them suffocated. However, there were also those who did not. There weren’t many things that could be called adventure stories. Most of them were a series of hardships and loneliness. Above all else——unlike her mother, whom she admired, her sword skills were incomparable to those of her mother.

Adventure means moving forward. Her journey could not continue with her skills with clear limits. Chloe felt herself stopped in her place before she knew it.

I needed a colleague. However, it wasn’t smooth. Because she can’t be a ranger, because she can’t use a bow, because she doesn’t have the ability to search. Because she inherited the blood of the elves——she expected and left at will.

She was human. She was born with more elven blood than half-elves, but she loved her human mother more than her elf father. However, her people still expected her elven qualities from her.

Even her colleague, whom she had barely found, whom she thought she could entrust her back to for the first time, was no exception. After all, on that day, if only she had the skills to penetrate her gargoyle’s body. So if she could have saved her dying colleague, she wouldn’t be the way she is now, at least. In her resentment, she couldn’t make excuses, and she was demoted to yellow, so she wouldn’t have come to the periphery here.

Chloe looked at her clean blade. This sword is her sword. A ‘red’ sword that once had no chance of being washed away by the blood of monsters. Her famous sword, which she used to walk through her dungeon with, was still shining brightly, but it looked much more faded than before. The sword glowed, but she held the sword, and she herself was still shabby… ….

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Nevertheless, she still wanted an adventure. She made up her mind that it would come true with this sword. Like her mother, she wanted to create adventures of her own that would be passed on to her descendants. Maybe that’s why she doesn’t give up even now. It is knowing that danger is lurking, but not stopping.

Chloe looked up. In the back of her narrow wagon, three of her people are sitting around. Unusual colleagues who I have never met during my long adventurer life so far. And, unlike before, special people who dare to follow their toes.

She glanced at the muscular half-orc, crossing her arms among them and licking her long lips. Although each and every one of his actions was uncultured, he was a great fighter nonetheless.

Maybe because she knew from the beginning, she couldn’t like him. Half-human but never accepted as human, a loner like himself——at least he was advancing on his own.

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No, at least, unlike the elves who were the object of envy, strictly speaking, half of the blood of the orcs, who were the object of hatred, flowed, but he was more human than anyone else. He’s a guy who knows honor. Speaking of his true intentions, he was literally the adventurer he wanted to be after leaving home.

A half-elf might not have something to say to a half-orc. Ironically, she was jealous of him. She sees him who, unlike herself, is a ‘green’ looking at her mother’s color, a strong warrior, and a fearless figure who wields an ax even in front of the Grich.

And yet…… Likewise, she yearned. She must have felt similarly when she inadvertently sided with him in the guild. I couldn’t stand the fact that idiots who didn’t know the strength to advance on their own or the weight of that color dared to put him down.

Chloe smiled unconsciously as she watched him sleep. He suddenly found it funny that until now he had been fighting over and over again without even calling his name. Have you become detached from life as you move towards death yourself? No, no.

Even though the skills aren’t the same, I can’t have any more bad feelings towards my ‘colleagues’. He was no longer an orc face. Alphonse, a brave warrior with the face of an orc. And, he himself must be reborn as a warrior.

“Chloe?”

When her name was called, she turned her head. He spoke to her with only her head turned so as not to wake the pink-haired woman leaning on her shoulder.

“What’s up?”

Although he claims to be a weak human being, he is wiser and more extraordinary than anyone else in Chloe’s eyes. Whether it’s power or force, just looking at a lot of acquaintances with strong people, it’s never an ordinary person. Above all, judgment in an emergency situation that others can never imitate. Chloe, too, had no objection to the fact that he, a wizard, took over as the tacit leader of the party.

Then he asks, examining his own complexion. What expression was he making now? Chloe smiled and shook her head. She can’t just annoy her leader with an important expedition ahead.

Chloe finished cleaning her sword body and inserted her rapier into her girdle. There’s work to be done, and once you’ve done it, that’s it. She clearly remembered her labyrinth.

They are different from ‘them’. Chloe was weak, and did not blame her for her failure in the Labyrinth. We are just doing our best in our respective positions, and it is still the same now. If that’s the case, she’ll just reciprocate.

Elves do not forget grace. And the half-elves do not turn away from their benefactors.

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We got off the wagon and arrived at the entrance of the labyrinth. Never would any of us have imagined that we would be back here. Day or night, there is almost no light in the dungeon, so as before, I handed Chloe a ring with a light spell on it. It didn’t react as violently as before, but Mira looks pouting and crosses her arms. I looked at it and smiled and said.

“Camilla.”

It’s not like they’re alone, but when I called her real name, she briefly looked at Chloe and Alphonse in confusion, then turned to look at me. In the meantime, I quickly grabbed her wrist, raised her thin hand, and put another ring on her longest middle finger.

“Huup.”

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No, why are you looking at me like that? I frowned when Chloe opened her mouth in surprise. Like it or not, I said to Mira, who looked at the ring in her middle finger.

“You said you wanted a ring.”

“Jin.”

Camilla…… Mira was very impressed. No, I was almost thrilled. Something’s off the air, I added her explanation before her deep misunderstanding.

“It will be useful in the labyrinth.”

“… ….”

Mira’s eyes went cold. Why do you look at me like that again? Even Chloe is looking at me like trash. Mira pouted her mouth, but she closed her eyes slightly relaxed, and focused on the spell on her ring.

“This is… ….”

When Mira looked at me in surprise, I smiled at her. You said it would be useful. All that remains is to put the plan into action. After preparing, we entered the labyrinth in the same ranks as before.

And, as always, after descending the stairs, zombies appeared. I took a slow look at the sick day. There’s no sign of ‘victims’, especially those with less advanced corruption. Even if you really became a zombie, there’s no way to get it back, so there’s no point.

I finally walked in front of Mira.

After running away from the lich, I locked myself in a room at an inn and read a magic book when I suddenly remembered it.

For convenience, if we rank the spells, yes, e.G. The 1st level spell Magic Missile. Even without the ‘Great Magic Missile’ used by Zenith, even a normal 1st level spell has far greater destructive power than a single arrow. Of course, you’ll have to consume one slot to learn.

Similarly, spraying lubricant on the floor as well. Although it is not an attack magic, it is still a ‘big change’ to the world to me, so it is possible only if I consume a whole spell slot.

Then, how about a ‘small change’ that is weak even when shooting an arrow?

Does it even have to consume all the slots in the form of spells, even small magic that doesn’t even have to store spells in slots? I realized. No, I remembered. Her words.

──That can’t be right. No matter how much I usually shoot ‘trivial’ magic, it’s difficult to think that it will cause me any kind of attrition.

The standards for her ‘trivial’ magic and the ‘trivial’ magic of ordinary wizards are vastly different. Anyway, I couldn’t use magic at all at the time, so I just praised her greatness and passed it on…… The theory in my head and my senses were now on the same line.

A little magic, that is, a little magic that is worse than shooting an arrow.

Even if my abilities are insignificant——I won’t consume spells.

I threw the prepared oil bottle at them. And it created a very short spark, less than half the length of an actual arrow.

If you understand, you can write. That’s magic

“Fire Bolt [Fire Arrow].”

In an instant, the flames soared, and zombies clung to each other to light the fire, and we hurriedly escaped through the entrance. It rides really well. Everyone except Alphonse coughed at the acrid smoke.

The ghouls on the second floor were no exception. In three days, the number was reduced to less than half of the previous amount, as if it could not have been restored as much as before, but it was still more than each of us. I deliberately used ‘minor’ magic on the gathered ghouls by touching the trap.

“Ray of Frost [Ray of Frost].”

A spell that only slows movement, even though it cannot frostbite. However, that gap was enough. Pooh! Chloe’s rapier pierced the ghoul’s forehead and came out through the back of his head, spraying brains. Pulling her blade from her mangled skull, she raised her rapier in a confident manner unlike her before.

Be prepared, Richie. After all of your minions are gone, let’s see if you can still smile like before even if you succeed in the operation you prepared in advance.

Kwajik!! Alphonse’s ax vigorously separated the remaining zombies’ necks from their bodies.

The hunt has begun.