Homeless Tensei: Isekai De Jiyuu Sugiru Majutsu Jisoku Seikatsu

When we reached the third boxyard, the same forest was spreading as before.

The map says there seems to be something here too, but I still can't read the letters so I don't know what it is.

As soon as we move on, we find something unfamiliar.

Hundreds of mushrooms grow in the trunks of dead trees falling on the ground.

Looks like a brown mushroom, but grows up and sees some pretty big stuff too.

Even here, Non wonders.

How can mold and moss reproduce as an environment in which microbes and others cannot reproduce?

Mushrooms are a type of mold, made of small collections called mycelium.

I think it's against the rules of the dungeon that Noh thought about.

"Are you saying that plants are the exception?

While I think so, I'll try to appraise if I can eat mushrooms.

As a matter of fact, I don't care if it's food.

[Appraisal result: Cure Matthew: Mushrooms native to dead trees. Excellent healing effect, healing in seconds if it is a minor injury. Known for its great delicacies, it is sometimes traded at high prices, depending on its size. Also known as longevity mushrooms]

When Noh took out the bag, he harvested Cure Matthew until he was pampered.

If you have such a handy mushroom, there's no way you won't pick it.

And if it's to be sold at a high price, it could be used to negotiate when you meet a human.

It makes me happy to find a good place.

After that, even as I meet Kobolt and the big lizard, I cut everything down and move on.

This boxyard appears to be home to many mushrooms, and in addition to Cure Matthew, it was able to harvest many other mushrooms such as sitake (shiitake mushrooms) and mitake (dance mushrooms).

But one question remains.

Appraisals show 'The Sword of Mithrills', whereas vegetables and mushrooms do not show up under the Earth's name.

So Noon made a hypothesis after thinking about it.

A sword is the same recognition on Earth.

On the other hand, vegetables and mushrooms are just similar and likely separate.

Hathai, who thinks he is a cabbage, also doesn't have the same perception because he is not a cabbage.

Consider that the appraisal is indicated by its subtle differences.

Um, if you noticed, it wasn't a big deal.

Noh moves to the next boxyard.

This twenty-first hierarchy consists of four boxyards according to the map.

So the next boxyard is the last.

Going down the aisle, the destination was, as expected, the forest.

Proceed to the center of the boxyard while noting the signs of the monster.

The map was written in the centre of the boxyard.

I was hoping that there would be good things like vegetable gardens and balm trees, but what was ahead of me when I arrived was a stunning betrayal of my expectations.

On a round stage of about 10 m in diameter made of white stone, columns like the Greek temple surround it and line it. At its center was a black stone slab.

"Buildings? Stone tablet? What the..."

When I approach the stage, I try to gently put my foot on.

There is nothing unusual about it, so when I step inside the building, I walk over to the stone slab that I was concerned about.

"You don't know what you're writing."

The black stone slab had about three lines engraved with cursory letters.

Is that the tomb of the previous inhabitant? I'll think of it as something like that, but I'm also unsure if it's dead, so it might be rude.

When I gently touched the tablet, words came to my mind.

[Current Tanaka-sama cannot be moved because the destination does not exist. Once on the ground or discover a transfer point]

"Metastasis? What the hell?

Again, it touches the tablet, but the same words are displayed and the NO is poked.

I know you can think of a way out of here to see it from words, but to do that, they need to get out of the ground or go to the transfer point.

Speaking of which, I also remembered magically moving around when I played the famous RPG game.

Fly to the town you've been to with a bean.

I guess I should think it's the same as that one. I'm sure it is.

Non gets his nose rough with excitement.

"If we can use this place, we must be able to come right back to the safe house. I found something nice. Long live the dungeon."

Non makes small leaps to express his joy.

"Yes, let's look downstairs for once."

I squeal like that and explore inside the boxyard, but for some reason I can't find the stairs.

Despite the fact that the map does have twenty-second floors. Noon tilted his neck.

Looking at the map over and over again, it turns out that there are no stairs on the twenty-first level.

But the map is up to thirty tiers. It's unnatural.

So when I checked the nineteenth hierarchy, I could clearly see why.

There was a writing on some of the walls of the nineteenth hierarchy, and behind it was a room where Nok met Oak.

Finally, the place where Noh lived was a hidden area.

Then I thought I was not supposed to see anyone.

"Not to mention it's too early to be depressed. It may also be possible to dominate the nineteenth hierarchy with strength now. Those brown wolves should be able to win now too."

If you know that, you can't stay calm.

Non quickly returned to the way he came and returned to his lair.

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"Erna, don't lose your stuff, okay? That's why I'm hiring you."

"I know, I know."

I reply to my people while illuminating my surroundings with light magic.

On the back is a backpack swollen in bread and on the waist is a heavy iron sword bought for protection.

I'm Erna Frederia, 19. It's a young elf.

My parents are exorcists and super celebrities well known not only in the Elf country but also in other countries.

Then my daughter, I, too, tend to be thought to inherit that talent, but I can assure you that's not true.

There seems to be quite a lot of magic, but somehow it can only be used at the elementary level.

Even though the attributes have two attributes: fire and light, they are not enough to say that the treasure is rotten.

The contemporaries, remembering mostly intermediate and advanced, took jobs in aristocratic mansions and royal palaces.

That's all. You make a handsome boyfriend and you bruise and laugh at me for being single.

If I could use the advanced fire magic, I'd burn everything down.

I lost myself to an adventurer who had no work to do and could be anyone.

Adventurers basically make a living fighting warcraft and demons, but sometimes they also use demon stones that they get as a source of income.

And then there's the quest that the Alliance asks you to make a living on.

But there's a dungeon near the town where I live now, so the story is a little different.

Dungeons exist all over the world and are nests of ferocious warcraft and demons.

It is famous for its abundant collection of demonic stones, minerals, and other treasures that sometimes come out unexpectedly.

That's not all.

A lot of researchers and interested people want to know about the dungeon just because it's a place where they don't know who built it when and how for what.

So those who reach the bottom are promised honor and gold instead of giving information to scholars.

It's not like we've reached the bottom of the dungeon at all.

Some dungeons have already been broken, enough to compete these days for who will step on which dungeon.

It is said that the worst of these dungeons is here in the "Great Labyrinth of Mohed”.

The reason is that the monster is too strong.

Even though it is so vast in one hierarchy, the warcraft and demons that come out are also powerful.

It is famous for its most difficult labyrinth due to the lukewarm difficulty of the dungeons around it.

It wasn't until I came to the Great Labyrinth of Mohed that I realized that the adventurer party I had joined was a race that distinguished courage from recklessness.

I can't use a lot of magic myself, so I'm just a baggage man, but watching from the side makes me want to cry because I pick risks enough to be afraid of. I don't want to die yet.

"Hey, isn't it suspicious around here?

"Well, there seems to be a lot of missing persons on the nineteenth level, and there may be some pretty dangerous warcraft or demons lurking in there."

A man adventurer and a woman exorcist are having a conversation.

This party is for five, including me.

Or I am not an official companion. This is the first tentative luggage hold I've signed a contract with.

Compared to a human woman because I am an elf, I can use magic even if it's a little bit more powerful and quick, so it looks like this and is treasured. I wonder if my ears are good for the rest.

This party is an intermediate adventurer, and now that it's already nineteen tiers, I can ask for a high strength.

At the same time, fear boils.

When the four of them die, I can't leave alive.

So why don't we go home today? What a favor in my heart, but I had a bad feeling about it.

"Okay, so if we go to the twenty tiers today, we're gonna camp."

"Huh!? But the backpack is full already..."

I protest against the party leader's suggestion.

"All you have to do is shut up and carry your stuff. You still have an empty backpack, don't you? Show me two or three on your back. Well, if you're gonna be my woman, you can turn back."

The leader's man looks at me with a niggered face.

I feel nauseous because I ask to be my own woman every time something happens.

At first I didn't like the leader so I was going to turn down the luggage holder, but it was a mistake to take it cheaply that it might be okay because some of my people have women.

The Wizard woman is passing me by, no matter what happens to me, and the other two men are flirting with me for not being interested.

Oh, yeah... you mean man to man.

Anyway, I'm sick of leaders showing favor with me because they're letting me go wild, so I'm getting impatient to be my own woman every time I do.

I prefer grown-up, calm people to gutted men, so there's no shard of interest. No.

So reply to the leader as usual.

"We can't hang out without knowing a little more about each other...... sorry"

"Knock it off... well, fine. Soon you'll know how cool I am and you'll fall in love."

I'm sure the leader is a hottie. I guessed by the intuition of the woman.

"Hey, put up your sword without dictating about your luggage! Enemy!"

When the Lady of the Wizard sets up her wand, a stunning giant appears from the corner of the aisle.

Saggy belly on brown skin.

There was a sharp canine tooth sticking out of his mouth on the pig's nose.

Its eyes are yellow with white eyes and its gaze at us does not make us feel intelligent like a starving beast.

It's an oak. My whole body trembled.

"Oh no! How could there be an oak in here!?

"It's more of an attack than that! I'll shoot the magic, so buy me some time!

I hid myself in a bend away from the four of them.

Orcs are very much feared by that giant.

The fat is thick and the attack is hard to work with, and once stuck, the arm is strong enough that there is no winning eye.

The scariest thing is to say that you prefer a human woman to eat.

Sometimes they offend and cause them to have children, one of the most hateful warcraft of women.

I was rooting for the four of them while I thought they were scared in my heart.

I don't want to die yet and I can't possibly go to heaven as a virgin.

I'm planning on marrying a nice man and having a warm family and having about two cute kids.

So I want all four of you to win.

"Gahhhhhhhhh!"

When I heard screams and peered through the walls, the leader was grabbed and torn apart by the oak.

My buddy waves his sword diligently, but he can't even put cuts on Orc's body.

"Eat this! Rock Barrett!"

The intermediate earth magic unleashed by the Wizard is about a metre of rock to fly.

When the rock hit the oak directly, it bounced off for about a few meters.

A leader freed from the oak by the impact of a magic attack simply spreads blood all over the floor.

I was already desperate.

"Uh-oh!"

When the oak rose, he shouted like mad.

And when I run out, I grab the male adventurer and pull him off.

The wizard stands stifled by the pouring rain of blood and the organs.

"To, run! Get out of here!

When I speak to the Wizard, she finally begins to flee.

but it was already too late.

Beating another male adventurer to death quickly catches a moving magician.

Orc began to sneer with the Mage in his hand.

I run away with not much luggage of fear.

It was a decision that I was in danger here too, but there was no way for me to live wherever I fled.

This is the nineteenth floor of the Great Labyrinth of Mohed.

The chances of being able to return to the ground on its own are endless close to zero.

"I'm tired..."

I only sat on the floor whenever I could and kept my back on the wall.

Mother and father float in the back of her brain and tears spill.

Forgive me for the infidelity that precedes you.

I grew drowsy and closed my eyelids.

I want you to do one funny thing while you sleep, if possible.

Consciousness sank into darkness after such a last wish came to mind.