Chapter 43 – Dungeons

“The dungeon was discovered recently, and based on information from the church, it is assumed that the necromancer who raised the skeletons is in the dungeon.”

Necromancer.

It was a term used to refer to antisocial psychotic sorcerers with a bizarre, brooding sexual appetite for the dead.

Those brutal human scum were true serial killers, willing to dig up the graves for dead bodies, ready to commit murder whenever the need arises.

Having said that, I don’t feel much different from adventurers (there were actually some adventurers who robbed or enjoyed their time), but unlike adventurers, they were wizards who could perform magic beyond the miracle of ‘reviving corpses’. Will be.

Did they say that there is a difference between a gentleman and a dwarf… That’s the reason why adventurers and gnomes are different. Anyway, these are the types of guys. Unpleasant, terrible, dangerous cubs.

“So you’re saying that the Necromancer raised these skeletons?”
“That seems highly likely. It’s not uncommon for bodily zombies to be reanimated by the evil lingering magic that lands around them, but it’s not a very convincing story for these skeletal skeletons to arise that way. Someone might say It would be reasonable to assume that artificial measures were taken.”

Then it seems that there is a necromancer hiding in this dungeon.

It’s a natural phenomenon for zombies to appear and not skeletons, which is a bit curious, but anyway. It’s not just monsters, undead, and adventurers that are in this dungeon.

“Necromancer… Is that fucking strong?”
“Isn’t it different depending on the grade. Wizards are also in the yard where there are children.”

But I had my doubts.

The necromancers I heard through rumors were such brutal felons. But look at the bones rolling around on this floor. I don’t feel even the slightest bit of malice, let alone such a vicious aura, from these smashed scumbags.

It’s enough to believe that it’s just skeletons prepared by a good-hearted science teacher as a surprise for class.

Above all, these are the guys I can confidently declare to be ‘fucking rice’.

These skeletons were real assholes. I don’t know the meaning of making it, and I don’t even feel that the Necromancer who proudly created this kind of trash is a great guy. I don’t know if there is a conspiracy or something.

“I heard that if you kill the Necromancer and submit the head to the church, you will be given a big prize… “
“It’s true. If you’re wanted, the size of the prize money will increase significantly, but first of all, our church provides 10 silver as a basic reward.”
“Ten silver!”

However, the oddly high prize money was in my mind, so I didn’t have high expectations.

Like the kobold case, there must be a purpose to the movement. There is nothing more dangerous than a criminal who acts with a clear purpose. The obsession of criminals is beyond imagination.

“From the level of a skeleton… No, hasty judgment is dangerous. Anyway, we need to investigate a little more… Would you like to go further?”

Elise asked after recovering her suspicions that Necromancers might exist.

We were in the same party, but Elise had separate missions from the church. He seemed to be asking because he couldn’t force party members into his mission. She is truly a caring nun.

“I don’t care. Since I came in anyway, I think I need to do a little more exploration.”
“Same thing. Let’s do some more exploration.”

Said Copson, who raised her voice with Mary. This is the part I agree with. A few tin cups and old trinkets were not enough. Even if it wasn’t necessary to investigate, it was necessary to look around the inside of the dungeon a little more. Mainly in a monetary sense.

“Then let’s go, Sister Elise.”

Elise nodded her head. We passed the human bone tower that we made ourselves. For some reason, I wondered if they would rise up again and attack the rear, but it wouldn’t be much of a problem if they ran behind them, and it seemed far off to get up again in such a smashed yard.

Skeleton smog (a phenomenon in which skeleton’s bone powder moves so damn much) didn’t feel very realistic even considering the fantasy.

“Hey, there’s another skeleton over there.”

The 4th basement floor was full of skeletons. Skeletons could be seen at every corner. It was not very difficult to smash them all and take the loot and move forward. Bone meal flew. I don’t think it’s very good for respiratory health.

“I’m getting tired of it.”

As if imitating Copson, Meria cut off the skeleton’s waist with a roundabout kick. I was fed up too. As I packed so many things, my body gradually became heavy. I already have six rusty rings on both of my fingers. What nonsense am I

“He appeared again.”

Copson strode forward, put down his lantern, and twirled his fists like windmills to deliver a punch. It seemed that he intended to hit him three times after playing moderately.

The battle was conducted in such a relaxed atmosphere. Slowly, the tension started to dissipate. The skeletons, which stood like a long distance and walked slowly, did not pose a threat at all. They’re the ones who can’t even use it for expenses.

But, as in the world,
Things happen when you’re truly careless.

ㅡHurt!

I heard a strange sound in my ears as I was tearing off the skeleton’s neck with my hands. In this dungeon, nothing could be heard except for our spirited spirits and the sound of our bones breaking, so the sound bounced like a group of lights protruding out of the darkness.

“Fire?”

What is this sound? The sound of fire…

“Avoid!”

At that time, Copson shouted angrily. Realizing that there was something wrong with that cry, I threw myself without further testing. If you want to avoid it, it’s best to avoid it. Judgment and questioning can be done after throwing oneself.

ㅡ Hwareuk!

It was only then that I realized that something had flown in, but it was too late.

What flew in was a purple fireball. Thinking of minimizing damage, I twisted my falling body as much as possible.

“Heuk!”

A purple ball of fire brushed past my shoulder with a split second. Is it magic I was about to scream. A burning pain…

“Ok?”

But there was no pain. There was a sound like a fireball exploding, but there was no heat or pain. I judged that he brushed my shoulder, but in fact, it seems that he was completely avoiding it.

My agility must have increased a bit.

“What is it? This, first of all, Meria! Shield! And retreat to the corner!”

I exclaimed. A projectile of something flew, so we had to turn around the corner and retreat. Because it was at a disadvantage against projectiles in this terrain. Meria leaped in front of her party and raised her shield.

I rolled over and tried to get up.
It was then.

“Uh, huh?”

This.

“Fuck mother! What is this!”

ㅡ gurgling!

In an instant, the bricks in the dungeon fell out and black water began to spurt out from the gap. The water pressure also caused the surrounding bricks to come out randomly. The water started pouring in that direction as well, and the floor began to submerge.

“Fuck water! What is this water!”

I almost passed out in that crazy situation.

Fucked a real dog. I had to get out quickly.

At this speed, the dungeon would soon be filled with black water. Even if I searched while searching, it was a shame that I would end up drowning like that…!

“You bastards! Avoid everyone!”

I screamed in a half panic. First I had to go upstairs. But the waters were faster. As the wall collapsed, it flooded in like a flood. The dungeon was completely submerged in black water.

ㅡ growls.

“Chew, chewbua la la la la la…”

Vision was blurry. She couldn’t breathe. Water came in through the mouth and nose of her.

“It’s a curse magic! Copson-sama! Hold on to Katt-sama! Meria-sama, please defend the front with your shield!”

For some reason, Elise, who was standing in the water, started shouting something. She echoed, and she couldn’t quite make out what it was. Then Copson appeared from the corner of my field of vision and grabbed my body her.

You bastard… You’re a better swimmer than I thought.

ㅡTo resist the temptations of the wicked with a firm will…
“Cure!”

Then the light flashed.

The light looked very bright and beautiful like the light of the beginning. I reached out for the light. The light was warm and cozy. As if returning to mother’s arms…

In that warmth, I had a premonition of death.

Is this death?

But looking at something so warm, even death seemed pretty good.
It was a life full of regrets.
What awaits after death is heaven or hell. Maybe reincarnated, maybe reincarnated as an animal rather than a person.

Personally, I want to go to heaven or be reincarnated as a human again. Although I did kill some people when I came to this world, it was inevitable, and rather a kind of good thing. If that’s the case, maybe you’ll get extra points and get what you want. At that time, killing that bastard with a fucking spear would surely be praised by King Yeomra the Great.

…

Of course, it was also possible that only nothing existed.

In the approaching death, that was somehow too frightening.

“Are you out of your mind!”
“Eh? Yes?”

When she opened her eyes, she saw her mother’s face her. She bizarrely, her mom was dyeing her hair red, and she was incredibly beautiful, but looking back, she wasn’t my mom.

Yes. I have been reincarnated. The new mother was a red-haired beauty. But why does she feel like a familiar face?

“…You’ve come to your senses.”

She was elise

“Huh!”

I woke up in surprise and looked around.

There was no black water anywhere. The wall hadn’t collapsed, and it still looked damn solid. The only water is saliva and tears running down my eyes and chin.

Maybe fantasy? Is It can’t be. There can be no such thing as a realistic fantasy in the world.

What the hell is this?

“What the hell is that!
“Calm down. It’s a curse magic. It looks like you’ve been hallucinating. You can see a Skeleton Mage in front of you. Rest assured that I lifted the curse.”

What? Curse?
Could it be that the purple fireball from earlier was a curse magic?
Wow, fuck!

Amchang!

I was so embarrassed that I couldn’t help but swear.
Where is that magic!

“Whoa… Thank you!”

I brushed my hair and stood up. The battle was in full swing, so I quickly had to help with one hand. Meria was standing in front of me with her shield raised, and Copson was slashing at the skeletons coming in from behind.

“You must have come to your senses! Barbarian!”
“There is a Skeleton Mage in front of me!”

Purple fireballs flew again. That was the curse magic. I tried to roll on the floor to evade, but this time Meria used her shield to knock it off. The fireball that collided with the shield disappeared as it was.

“I think it’ll be fine if you block it with a shield!”

A skeleton mage holding a staff was seen on the other side.

He was a bastard who escorted endlessly incoming skeletons and snickered at the back! I trembled with rage at that cowardice!

Wizard!

Hateful Wizard!

All wizards were just bastards like that!
And that motherfuckin’ sorcerer just cast that terrible curse spell on me!

“I won’t forgive those who cut out my heart!”

I roared.