Chapter 57 – Dungeon Practice (7)

The start went smoothly.

Vincent confidently drew his sword and went on the avant-garde, while Helena grabbed Rosario and blessed us from behind.

I, too, stood at the rank of lieutenant, holding a shiny lion dagger in one hand and a recently bought staff in the other.

It’s a simple large lined up, but… In the first place, there are only three people, and each role is clearly distinguished, so this is rather better.

An exemplary formation that can be said to be textbook-like.

“Her… I was a little nervous because it was a dungeon… It is no different from an ordinary forest.”

“Yes. In fact, it’s because all the monsters nestled in an ordinary forest are sealed.”

Vincent murmured as if he was losing his temper, and Helena answered in a relaxed tone to such Vincent.

Using their brief conversation as a signal, we slowly started to advance through the forest.

About 5 minutes passed like that.

Finally we encountered our first monster.

Rustle.

“For a moment.”

It sounded like a simple wind noise to me, but was it different to the aura user? Vincent stops us with a calm voice.

“There. What is it?”

Then, he aimed his sword at the grass a short distance away.

Bassack Bassak.

The leaves sway as if they knew they were aimed at them. Something came out of it.

Brown hair. Waiting ear. Red eyes. And a chubby body.

“… Was it a rabbit?”

Seeing the guy who looked like a rabbit to anyone’s eyes, Vincent lowered his sword. However.

“Eat the sword again! That’s a monster!”

There can be no such thing as ordinary animals in a dungeon.

Did he think that I was wrong to watch myself prepare for magic?

“Kwying.”

The rabbit let out a deep sigh, and in an instant threw off the mask of a mild herbivore.

“Kyaaaaah!”

A scream resembling a human scream, a body that swells to the size of a medium-sized dog, and a sharp horn growing from its forehead.

“Is it the Evil Rabbit… !”

Only then did Vincent, realizing his true identity, hurriedly correct his posture and kick the ground.

“Don’t cut me like this!”

Good judgment.

There’s no reason to wait for the enemy’s transformation to finish. You have to cut it off at the most vulnerable moment.

Chew!

“Keuyeek!!”

Evil Rabbit, who was unable to properly respond to the Aura user’s superhuman speed and became tattered.

It is quite grotesque to see the intestines spilling out of the cut side as if being ripped apart.

However, he did not die. It’s a life-and-death situation.

The magic chant I was preparing for is coming to an end.

The moment I want to finish it neatly with this before it gets annoying.

“… Uh?”

Vincent hesitated with a stupid sound. His gaze was fixed on the dying Evil Rabbit. That would be too.

Procrastinate.

“Keehyaaaaa!!”

Suddenly, the guy’s jaw split into four, and he pulled out a bunch of thick tentacles from his mouth.

Horned, big, but fundamentally different from a rabbit, a completely different appearance from before.

It is because of this appearance that the Evil Rabbit, which has at most the fighting power of a medium-sized dog, is classified as a monster.

This guy has a berserk pattern on the subject of the lowest level monsters!

Well, it’s a bit stronger than goblins, though.

I was going to finish it before the berserk pattern came out… A little bit late for magic.

Does not matter.

Its appearance, as if it had been eaten by an alien parasitic creature, is horrifying, but the fact that it is in a moribund state remains unchanged.

Cheer.

An electric current felt at the tip of the staff. He shouted as he felt the completion of his recently learned low-class lightning-type magic, Thunderbolt.

“Get out of the way, Vincent! The magic is ready!”

It means don’t be surprised because one magic will fly right next to you. However, my own consideration has become useless.

Because….

“Ouch! Tentacle… Tentacles… !”

Because Vincent was already in a state of panic.

Uh, yes The scene just got a little terrifying.

Vincent jumped to the side to avoid the flying tentacles of the evil rabbit.

By the way, the location exactly matches the path of my Thunderbolt.

Paperweight!

“Keep it! Surprise attack! It’s a surprise!! There are more of them hiding!”

“This… Fool!”

It’s because you blocked my magic with your body.

Fortunately, thanks to my shield magic and Helena’s blessing in advance, I only flinched a little after being hit by a direct hit, and it seems to be fine?

“Everyone, help me! Aren’t we a party! Even if you are besieged by monsters, you must somehow unite and break through… !”

Oh, the panic just got a little bit worse. Aren’t you swinging your sword in all directions, taking a trivial situation seriously and asking for help?

Is this what it feels like to flounder in a swimming pool that is only waist-high?

It’s amazing that not even one hit in the midst of this.

In H&A, when Vincent panics, he becomes unable to operate and his accuracy decreases… That’s why it was like that.

Anyway, I can’t leave Vincent like this, so I’ll have to help him.

Now, even if you cast low-level magic, it will be too late. So let’s just hit it off. They’re all going to die anyway, so even one hit will knock them down.

“Terra.”

A lump of dirt that gathers at the tip of the staff. I put a little more mana into it and hardened it.

If you wield it like this, it will be no different from a long blunt weapon.

… Although it is not the correct way to use the staff.

The moment I laughed inwardly and was about to hit the ground.

There was someone who ran one step faster than me.

“This worm-like monster! Where are you getting those filthy tentacles from!”

Helena rushes forward with her eyes half-turned upside down, her long blonde hair in a ponytail.

Its speed is so fast that it is hard to follow with the eyes.

There is also a body that shines to the extent that it is a bit excessive.

Could it be that the reason he’s been quiet since the start of the battle was to bless himself?

It is completely different from the past, which always exudes a soft and gentle atmosphere… Helena, who even embraces a vicious life.

Did she feel threatened by her reckless appearance? The Evil Rabbit, which had stretched out its tentacles at Vincent, fired his horns with an urgent cry.

“Keeeee!”

Okay. It’s launch It’s only once, but the Evil Rabbit, feeling threatened, shoots his horn like an arrow.

Of course, it wasn’t enough to work on Helena now.

“How did you think you could do something about me who was so blessed by the Lord?”

Helena gently tilts her head to avoid her horns.

It is not a skill that has been done once or twice.

“Hick! Hee-hee!”

Helena had an accident where her horn brushed Vincent’s cheek while avoiding her, but she was not hurt anyway.

In the end, Evil Rabbit couldn’t even retrieve all of the tentacles that had been reaching out to Vincent, and even blew off his only horn.

Helena, who arrived right in front of the guy, kicked the evil rabbit in the head with her momentum.

Perong!

The tingling sound of hitting a leather bag full of water.

The Evil Rabbit’s corpse, with his entire upper body blown off along with his head, rolled on the floor.

Helena, who took a breath in front of the remains of the Evil Rabbit scattered in a fan, looked back at her.

“Are you hurt, Brother Vincent?”

She smiled brightly, as if asking when she had detonated a monster like a madman.

She realized it only when she saw it.

That the Righteous Church of Light is a group of fanatics who rush at anything related to evil spirits….

I was shocked to see it, but what about from the cultist’s point of view?

That’s why in the second half of the story, it collapses or becomes corrupted after being attacked by cultists.

It took a while to nod, remembering the cultists in H&A who were trembling if they were members of the Gwangmyeong Church.

“Haaaaagh!”

“To? Brother? Brother Vincent?!”

Did my mentality completely explode at the excessively cruel appearance? Vincent screamed and ran away from Helena.

… I will turn

Until now, I didn’t know that Vincent’s problem, which I had seen in a simple text saying, ‘I can’t show my skills due to anxiety in practice,’ would be so troublesome.

Vincent is also a character to be recruited, so he has his own individual story.

Was it the illusion that not even a corpse was left until now, or the setting that he only sparred with his father, a strong man who could not hurt himself?

It is said that because of that, he was overly frightened of his blood spattering and broken bones.

Overcoming this was the main content of Vincent’s story.

But it’s not a problem that can be done right now, so I’ll have to bring Vincent and hold him by force.

He patted Helena’s shoulder as she looked at Vincent’s back with a bewildered expression.

“Don’t be too hurt, Priest Helena. It just seems like a surprise.”

“Yes… I am okay. Rather, I must hurry up and follow Brother Vincent.”

He said so, but with Helena, who was a little sullen, they headed towards where Vincent had run out.

Needless to say, Vincent had excellent physical abilities, so after running for a while, he was able to find a guy sitting down with a devastated expression.

… It was also discovered that a trap had been laid under Vincent’s feet.

And, of course, a trap to lure monsters.

Why ae ae ae ae-

A sharp sound echoed through the forest.

That’s how we got fucked.