Jujutsushi Wa Yuusha Ni Narenai

"Cah! Hey, what's this?

My consciousness awoke with the scream of Mr. Twin Leaves that

"What's wrong, Mr. Twin Leaves?"

With his blurred head, he manages to get up while rubbing his sleeping eyes.

"Oh, my God, Kotaro! Even though it's Fairy Square, there's a demon! And call me by name!

"What, demons!? Seriously!"

That's important. Fairy Square is the only resting place to keep us safe. Actually, there are monsters you can break into, for God's sake, you have to keep an eye out.

"Look, alle! It's black skeleton!

"Oh, my God! What are you, a subspecies of skeletons!?

Soitz was a tiny skeleton about a child, but with a metallic black glowing bone, a pitch-black skeleton. At the corner of the square, with a spear in his hand, he shook bare like a knight who encouraged him to work out, mindlessly and sharply.

"Oh, I'm sorry, May, it's that mud doll I made"

"What, really?

I got confused with my waking head. From where do you see it, it's The Dirty Mud Doll that I created last night.

In the meantime, finish explaining to that effect.

"Heh, yeah."

"Yeah, now for a little while, I think I can cover for Mae"

"Thank you, Kotaro."

May, with a playable smile, is already a perfectly beautiful girl. Awesome, a dungeon diet.

"So what's that kid's name?

"What, name?

"No?

"No?

But it's a name. Maybe it would be more convenient if it did. It would be smooth if I could call you by name, like when Mae wants to give instructions to a mud doll.

"All right, then, on the lem"

Mud doll, call it 'lem' because it's a golem. Though it looks skeleton.

I've decided to name him cheap, and I call Rem, the mud doll, who still continues to waver in discipline. Go back, and Rem stopped flirting and gasped his bone body over here, as if he had clearly received my will telepathically.

Standing in front of us, I mean the spine, stretching the spine pinned and upright immobilized. The spear in your hand holds it straight and vertical, and if you wear it even with armor, it poses like an antique knight elephant.

"Courtesy, good boy."

"Hmm, sure, you're not bonking like a skeleton or a zombie"

Although I didn't imagine waiting in this position when I said this, the fact that you moved like this, maybe you have some ego. Alternatively, though it could just be engraved with a surgical formula like AI that makes it easy to act on its own.

"From now on, your name is Rem"

"Nice to see you again, Rem"

"Gaga."

With his jaw chirping to reply, Rem felt like a cacun and skull falling off, nodding and showing.

Thus fellow mud doll lems that seem sunny and usable (?) In addition, we go further behind the dungeon.

- Yeah, I knew we could fight there.

As always, the zombie area seems to continue, with no change in the type of demons that emerge. On a stone aisle, an occasional boulevard. And it varied in size, but there was a cemetery forest.

The first thing I checked was Lem's ability to fight alone. Skeletons, zombies, one-on-one together, we can win enough.

Skeletons are bonkers and blunt, so if I give a clear standing image, if I move quickly on the street, I don't hesitate to punch the bone body with a spear. If I let him fall to the ground with a spear blow, I'll crush his skull with a stone clash on Todome.

In the case of zombies, they are forced to struggle slightly more than skeletons. Even if stabbed with a spear, there are frightened and non-frightened individuals. Mostly small guys like goma zombies are mostly frightened, so if they stay stabbed, they can be knocked out. If they were not frightened, they were often assembled as they were and pushed down.

But Rem's body is only hard black bone. Even if gabbed with a zombie's rotten jaw, the surface is somewhat, to the extent that it shreds. There is no pain. Rem doesn't hurt, and there's no way he can give me feedback on the damage.

So with the bite intact, Lem makes me hold it, using a Goma knife that was originally my subwepon, and stabbing it all over me. The less, the zombie stops moving. To some extent, I don't know the conditions of death if the flesh will cease to be active when it is deficient, or if you will die if you lose a certain amount of rotten blood, but the zombies can be killed that way anyway. It's a bit tougher than a normal human being, keeping moving to the point where he's dying, about his strength.

"Lem, maybe you should put it next to Kotaro and keep it safe."

The good thing about Rem is, what a 'rotten swamp' soaking doesn't dissolve. If you think that "brunette bondage" didn't melt either, does that mean that my spell doesn't interfere with each other, or has the resistance to deactivation?

Anyway, Rem, who can fight in the middle of the swamp, is the perfect person for my escort.

Lem was officially given the Goma spear and knife I had, and I decided to wrap the sheathless knife around the cloth and hand it over to my belt, which I had left in my bag as the last subwapon because I was not comfortable with boulders. That, better than none, meant that we were to equip ourselves with a stick with skeletons, probably the lowest ranked weapon in this dungeon.

Only my weapons will drop one rank, but given their respective roles, this would be the right allocation.

"I really wish I could have been at least a little avant-garde force...... sorry, I can't seem to make it strong enough to suddenly be avant-garde on boulders"

"Haha, that's okay. If you accidentally hit my axe, Lem, it's gonna break."

It's going to break, or it's going to break for sure. I'm pretty sure Lem will also be shattered and scattered like Mae blows her skeleton lavishly to the wood end fine dust.

"In the meantime, maybe we should practice so that even the avant-garde can work together."

Next time you have company, it will be tough if you can't fight with that much attention.

Like that, Rem gets to act as a shield to protect me and move on to the dungeon. Thanks to May's overwhelming fighting power, the road is still well on its own. Gore, who occasionally emerges in the cemetery woods, also handles it without difficulty. Gore is not so much of a threat, either, because the first time we encountered it was the highest number, about two or three.

For once, I can get a small but core from Gore. I don't know how much you're gonna need to get out of here, but one by one, you should collect it. When I gather this Te material and start when I need it, it's Theory in the game that gets me in trouble as soon as possible.

In addition to the one side of obtaining the core, Gore will in turn repair the lem with its scales and crusts. Put the lem to sleep and use the 'dirty mud doll' again, an example black swamp of chaos appears, drinking the ingredients and the lem and returning shiny.

Thanks to the fact that we have an easy means of recovery, we can also thoroughly manage the lem. It makes me feel a little impotent, even if my hands and feet are crushed, but with skeleton and gore material, I can repair it without any problems. However, if it is completely crushed and made inactive, it will definitely be rebuilt again from Ichi.

On the boulder, the guilt of discernment is dust. But I'm not sure I can stand it much further...

Sometimes I was faced with an unexpectedly dangerous situation as if to give me a bee when I thought about it.

That was when we were going down the normal aisle. All of a sudden, a bunch of zombies appeared walnuts as they sandwiched from the front and back.

"May, stop the front! 'Cause the back is swamped and you can hold out with me and Rem somehow."

"Yeah, let's wipe it all out fast, 'cause I'm going around that way!

It was a tough defense fight inside. The number of zombies is higher than I thought.

- Damn, the swamp's already pissed off.

Less than a minute after the start of the fight, the "Rotten Swamp" I let unfold will overflow with the carcasses of the zombies that have stormed. If Rem sticks his spear through a zombie while he falls, he pushes it back and stops it. Skeleton's stick, the weakest weapon I've ever had, prevents zombies from landing on the water.

He also attacked directly in parallel with the tentacle manipulation, so he accidentally stepped on the dodge that his hand would go crazy and his stick would fall out and let his swamp dobon him and make him disappear.

Still, by the time I lost my stick, I had been able to sink quite a few zombies into the bloody water - but there are still zombies left.

There's not enough room to go further back from here and retighten the 'Rotten Swamp' again. Mae seems to be proceeding with a bat of butter and a zombie in front, but if the aisle is full of corpses, there's no point in letting the swamp unfold.

"Damn, I can't cut it..."

How many zombies are there, maybe ten more? Rem, it's not the only number you can stop. When I'm in a melee with only one zombie, I'll be done by then. If you get bitten by a neck muscle, it will be an irrevocable fatal wound. Worst of all, you're familiar with zombie things, and if they bite you, it means infection.

'Rotten Marsh' cannot be spread. But I don't get the offense to finish ten zombies outside of this one. Whatever you do, we need to deploy a new Rotten Marsh.

"No, if it's a place, it still is!

I raise my left and right hand to evoke "Black Blood". Floating on the back of both hands is the first crest as well.

If you wave your hands left or right, the blood of the curse will splash a few drops and adhere to the walls on both sides. Yes, the wall. If the ground doesn't work, you just have to put it on the wall.

"To the decaying, filthy red bottom of the water - 'Rotten Marsh'!

Blood traces attached to the walls instantly spread as a poisonous blood pond. Success. Even on the vertical wall, 'Rotten Swamp' had stretched strong acidic waters there, as if the wall itself had changed.

That was it, and my time with the zombies running through the aisle with all the sickness I could already get was critical.

"Sink!

Calling from the middle of the marsh on the wall, 'Dark-haired Tied' caught a zombie running through in sharp motion, like a serpent who found his prey.

"Voaaaaaaaaaaa!

Do zombies also have pain? Strongly slammed by a poisonous swamp on the wall, it raises a scream.

There are a maximum of four brunette tentacles with three braids that I can call in right now. Up to four bodies can catch zombies at the same time.

"Shit, I knew I couldn't die instantly."

If you don't melt it off tightly, the zombie keeps moving, but either one of the left or right sides slammed against the wall has already melted quite a bit, so even if you hand off your tentacles here, you can't come running again. If there's a lot of damage and Locke can't take any more combat action, it means you can leave him alone.

When I released the four bodies, I caught a new zombie rushing in. Now, together, eight zombies are incapable of combat.

But the number of opponents is ten. No, if you look closely, there are twelve.

Two of them, taken by the swamps of the melted road surface, self-destruct as usual. But the two remaining men were about to step over their companion's body and escape their brunette tentacles by four more honorable sacrifices, finally approaching me.

"Gagar!

So it was Lem who stood up for the momentum. More than the first bare gesture I've seen, roll out a sharpened poke and pierce the zombie's chest accurately. But all the zombies that emerged in this sandwich are adult. I can't kill the power of the advance.

The zombie remains pierced through the middle of his chest, pushing his own flesh through the tip of his ear, regardless of the zubuzub, to the lem. If you are advanced with a stab, you cannot pull and take out a second shot.

"Come on! Keep slapping him!

Rem just finds out, letting go of the spear and clinging to the impending zombie's waist. Zombie footprints flutter and suspicious, although there is a minute for zombies in a head-on power battle, even if it has a slight damaging effect after a single poke. Even a small lem could have done enough to squeeze the full force into the marsh on the wall somehow.

Zombies scream, and at the same time...

"Ahhhhhhh!

The last of them jumped at me.

All twelve. The octopus is powerless with tentacles. The two are self-destructive. Lem ate the whole thing. But the last thing I had left, the last thing I had left, was no more means to stop it.

Lem has the spear, I just lost my stick, and I don't have a rock weapon right now. The knife pulled out as a subwapon is too tiny, and if you put a raging, crazy zombie in front of it, it's not as effective as a protection. I wasn't sure I could make a critical hit through the steeple in one shot, just gripping the knife pattern with both my blurb and trembling hands.

Oh, shit, this is dead...

"Don't touch my Kotaro. Ahhhhhhh!

The next moment, when I thought, an amazing ambition burst, the zombie's head jumped.

After a beating delay, my long hair dances like it has been under intense wind pressure. [M]

I was looking back more than dropping off a collapsing zombie scattered with rotten blood and brains.

So what I saw for a moment was Mae's left hand stretched out back. Dressed as if right after throwing something backwards. Now, the axe on his right hand was slamming the zombie in front of him vertically, and if he noticed, his left hand was already put on the axe pattern, again in both hands, and he was beginning to carve the zombie that was still swarming.

From the results of the zombie's head playing and Mae's arm movements, apparently, he threw a stone in the back hand and made a brilliant headshot.

"Ma, seriously... May is awesome..."

This isn't a good level to call me May anymore, or something familiar. Even now, Mr. May, it's a divine super follow up, enough to make me want to call you.

Thanks to you, the zombies in the rear are now extinct. Dying zombies are also sequentially caught with tentacles and stabbed with todomes.

"Ha... ha... Ah, it was dangerous..."

And such an extraordinary occasion was also in the zombie area. Again, the dungeon, can't be distracted in any place.

Shame this happened, or Mae started to re-assert that I should have your long sword as a last resort to defense after all, so... in the meantime, I decided to borrow my sword until my next weapon could be procured.

As we changed those gears and then continued to advance while defeating Skeleton, Zombie and Gore, who still appeared pompous, we reached a hall with a different atmosphere than before.

Um, boss, it doesn't seem like a room... but please, hope it's nothing!