I was a little embarrassed as the conversation with Ray was cut off in a strange mood. To break the ice, I decided to talk to soone else.
“Seems like so of you got in because of a Dungeon sink. Did you get caught up in the sink like Frese?”
The target I spoke to was another person who was not a mber of the subjugation party. He was a boy in his late teens, with gray hair, clad in black leather.
Was his na Ash?
“Ah, well, Ash is….”
The party leader stepped out with a puzzled face. Like I asked sothing I shouldn’t have asked.
Ash opened his mouth.
“No.”
It was a slow and low voice to match his gloomy atmosphere.
“I was a rcenary belonging to another subjugation party. We were attacked and the party was broken apart.”
“Then the others…?”
“…Wiped out. I barely survived because my brothers told to hide in a cave.”
(Note: You know that Korean costu of males calling older males they are close as Hyung. Is the sa here, they were really not real brothers.)
At this point, I felt awkward and embarrassed, it seems like the subject needs to be changed. I glanced at his waist left side.
“Well, seems like you are using a one-handed sword.”
“Yes, I’m terrible at it.”
That ended the conversation and I slowed down a bit. My pendant necklace rang as I intently looked at Ash’s back.
I totally agree with Agnes.
If I had to pick the two strongest people besides in here, it was the pink-hair allergic Ray and the gray-haired boy nad Ash.
He is not at all a person who would hide under anyone’s protection.
Furthermore.
Agnes, who is the Vatican’s 1st Hell Instructor and also a weapon master that has mastered all weapon techniques had excellent eyesight.
I answered quietly so that only Agnes could hear .
“I know.”
Because I’m a transmigrator.
Ash Night. A first-class assassin belonging to the assassination guild ‘The Night Eagle’ and a direct disciple of its Guild master.
In the original work, he was also the villain who was commissioned by the Magic Republic of Ragneif and aid to end the protagonist’s life, so I can’t help but rember.
‘He might even be responsible for the annihilation of the subjugation party. There is no better reason to keep mouths shut after an assassination than using the excuse of being wiped out in a dungeon.’
Suddenly, Ash looked back at and I almost flinched.
R-Right, why is he?
My conscience was poked for no reason because I was throwing a wary gaze on his back for a long ti.
“For a healer, the back is dangerous. It is better to walk ahead so as not to fall too far behind the group.”
“Ah yes…”
I stood side by his side because I didn’t want to have an assassin in the back of my head.
“Please speak comfortably. I think you’re older than .”
The kindness of a murderer is usually anxiety-inducing. Apart from that, I had no particular reason to refuse, so I accepted.
“Yes. I will, Ash.”
“Thank you, Sister.”
“….”
“Any problem?”
“Hm, no.”
Ash was a sociable assassin.
“I can’t see the gate.”
Seijin, a young wizard walking in front of him, spoke up.
He is a researcher belonging to Ragneif’s Wizard Tower, and it is said that he ca to obtain materials for a research thesis. Much like a graduate student preparing a master’s thesis.
Like a scholar, he looked like an existence far from battle, and he was vigilant about his surroundings like an herbivore.
“We should go outside quickly and inform the other subjugation teams that the boss has woken up.”
“Co-Cof.”
Joachim coughed with an uncomfortable look. He seed to be conscious that he had woken up the boss and made trouble for everyone.
Frese, who ca to my side again, opened her eyes and asked .
“Can’t the people here defeat it?”
“To subdue an S-class dungeon, you have to gather a lot of very strong people.”
“Aha, the people here are weak. Then why are you in such a dangerous place when you are weak?”
There is a cruel side to the innocence of children.
“We’re here to dig up resources.”
Seijin corrected his glasses and explained.
“Usually, resources are mined after subjugating the boss, but this dungeon is a little special.”
“What’s special about it?”
“The main resource here is the glow-in-the-dark sli, and the boss is the one who is cultivating the sli. The desire to eat emitted by the boss has the effect of promoting the production of glow-in-the-dark slis. So, when the boss dies, the sli farming ends, so we just put the boss to sleep so we can mine resources.”
“Aha.”
As soon as he finished his role as a teacher, Seijin recalled the reality again and trembled in fear.
“The boss who woke up must be walking around the dungeon by now. If we don’t hurry to find the exit….”
He shortened his words as if conscious of Frese.
The boss here is a ‘Predatory Anglerfish’. It’s been a while since it woke up so the hungry bastard will try to eat us.
The mbers of the Pure Gold Apple Guild trembled their shoulders as if they were chilling to the bones, and said one word at a ti.
“The boss looks…It was really terrible. I don’t want to see it again.”
“Right. I’m afraid it’ll co out of my dream. The others who were caught by him are now…”
“Kyle, Kana. For now, let’s just think about finding an exit.”
“Yes, boss…”
[‘The Troubled Architect of the Tower of Trials’ complains that if they really understood their situation they should walk faster.]
The road that had been going in a straight line for a long ti ended. Connected to the end of the cave passage was a huge hall-like cavity.
There were many natural nightlight stones, and there were also many colorful slis that were produced.
“Wow, how much is this all?”
Almost at the sa ti, I stepped into the place as if I was possessed by the view.
“It’s dangerous!”
Five black slis popped out. As before, a part of their body spread out to form a bundle of tentacles that stretched out to attack.
Shwiiii! Shiwiiiiii!
Ray blocked the surprise attack, giving the others ti to line up.
The three mbers of the Pure Gold Apple, the allergy cadet, and the graduate student took the lead to deal with the slis.
“Five mutants…!”
“It’s because the boss woke up. These guys aren’t farmable prey, they’re kind of caretakers.”
It was when Seijin, who had a long strap bag, showed off his knowledge.
“Arghhh! Sa-save !”
Joachim, wrapped in black tentacles, scread to the point where the cavity rang.
Ray cut off the tentacles to save him, but problems arose. The number of mutant slis had increased.
“Oh My God. I think the screams just now brought in the slis.”
“Damn it! It’s a bastard who’s worse than an enemy…!”
“I’m regretful as the Captain! I should have abandoned it!”
“Joachim, you bastard! Sit still in the back and do so heals!”
As the number of slis increased, the situation turned into a crisis.
“Si-sister…”
“It’s okay, Frese.”
When I was about to heal people’s injuries right away while soothing a frightened child.
Shh!
In the midst of the chaos, a bunch of black tentacles rushed to .
Swoosh!
The tentacles were cut off in front of before I could use my hands. Ash, who had been watching from behind, ca out.
“Sister is our top priority for protection.”
“It’s all right.”
I replied while snatching the tentacles that rushed at Ash with my hand. After tying them in a ribbon shape, I threw the sli away.
A tint of surprise and interest flashed in Ash’s eyes as he looked at .
“You seem to have done quite a bit of physical training.”
“Yes. When I was young, I was teased a lot for being weak.”
I can’t forget the nagging of Libra(Scales), the Critic, and the Architect.
[‘The Troubled Architect of the Tower of Trials’ said it out of love.]
‘Yes, yes, of course.’
I did not use aura and moderately countered with self-defense. Of course, I also did heals from ti to ti. Contrary to his aspiration to do his best by himself, Joachim was virtually useless because he was in a panic.
“Oh, thank you, Miss Islet.”
The Pure Gold Apple trio was good enough so as to not hold others’ ankles back. The number of black slis steadily decreased thanks to Ray, the second-ranking knight graduate who was strong as a hundred n, and Ash, who was quite powerful also contributed quite a lot to it.
It was a ti when there were now ten or so enemies left. Ray, who was stealing sweat from his chin, said in a tone filled with suspicion.
“Those guys…What’s wrong with them all of a sudden?”
The slis, who had been recklessly rushing until a while ago, whether there was a difference in power, changed their stance.
They quivered and crept back to the corner. As if they were opening the way for soone.
And that ans.
“Get back!”
It was the mont I shouted at everyone.
Thud thud…tututut…dududududu…!
The walls cracked and fell down making way for a great abyss that appeared in the center of the cavity’s ceiling, from which black and evil things stuck out their heads.
Whoo! Whoo!
Ten of thousands of ghosts let out terrifying screams. The existence that appeared in the ensemble of Hell’s Funeral Song was…
[ Dungeon’s owner, 711th place in the Demon World, ‘Obsculia, the Predatory Anglerfish’, has appeared!]
Oh, the Boss ca out.
[‘The Troubled Architect of the Tower of Trials’ is screaming no.]
The ghosts that only had eyes and mouths wriggled like caterpillars. A cluster of ghosts in the form of a giant anglerfish. That was the boss of this place, Obsculia.
Agreed.
Ghouuuuuuuuu…!
The ghostly anglerfish stretched its neck long and devoured the farmable slis that were attached to the walls of the cave.
The slis eaten were stored in Obsculia’s translucent black body.
Like a boa constrictor snake, it ate everything at once to slowly digest it later. When I looked closely, I saw a person inside the Obsculia.
“Lumina! Gentis!”
Seeing Captain Anne shouting, those seed to be fellow colleagues of the Pure Gold Apples.
Obsculia was not satisfied with gobbling up slis.
Then Obsculia saw us and its countless eyes flashed at once.
The ghostly anglerfish rushed in like pouring rain.
“Hing!”
The boss used its overwhelming numbers to wrap around and surround us. Everyone was trapped in a black vortex.
“Protect the healers…!”
“Argh!”
“Priest Joachim!”
One of the ghosts that were spinning around us, bit Joachim and swallowed it in one gulp.
I was next. A huge black mouth was rushing towards .
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