Jujutsushi Wa Yuusha Ni Narenai

Long, long spiral stairs, even down. It feels as if it is falling to the bottom of Naruto itself. Most of all, my mental state is much worse. [M]

"You won't catch up with them..."

After the line of mouths disappeared into the shrine, I decided to set aside some time to enter the dungeon as well. While I waited, I seemed to freak out a lot of anger and remorse, but there was also a fear that the demons wouldn't stop by because of the smell of blood, and it was already a mess in my mind.

I thought it would be a little distracting and useful for the future, and I killed time fishing for your dead Takashima luggage. It's a baseball club, so I wanted you to have even one of the metal bats, but when it came to what might have helped me earn from him, it was about calorie mates and pocals ettes, and then there was the lighter hidden in the back of my pocket. Of course, cigarettes were also found on the set. It's a useless long product for me, but I decided to keep it.

When I packed one of my blind potatoes in my own bag and stood up to say it was time to go in, I was only calming down a little bit. My head could be crazy enough to rip things off the body and calm down.

That's how I set foot in the entrance to the dungeon and the temple of thought. So, there it is, the spiral staircase, which is still descending admirably. Nothing else. Main road with only stairs.

The width is wide enough for the two adults to be able to afford it and the inside of the spiral is pillared and not blown through. As with the outer walls of the temple, it is stone built, but the assembled blocks are not eroded by moss or rice and are truly beautiful.

Some of the walls are dotted and blurred with white luminosity similar to magical luminosity, which ensures quite a bit of vision. Especially at the foot. Something is unexpectedly well lit, and there is no obstacle to going up and down.

Speaking of which, how did the mouth come up this staircase? Apparently the destination is the Heavenly Delivery Gate behind the dungeon. Sometimes with the compass feature of a notebook, you go the wrong way. There shouldn't be any point in going out on purpose. In front of this long staircase, I don't think I'd try to go up if I didn't have so much purpose - no, yeah, he had a purpose. The armored bear I defeated, to get the core I can take from Soytz.

Regardless, you couldn't have witnessed that moment when the armored bear fell. For example, you should consider a demonic body, or the ability to detect a core. To imagine the type of vocation...... bandits, scouts, that type. At least, it's not an image of a warrior or a flaming mage.

Well, then, someone in those three is the bandit - oh, the bandit, what a perfect mouthful that is. Exactly. Is it a boon to bandits that I was handling butterfly knives strangely quickly? When it comes to bandits, weapons are knives, after all.

But speaking of which, it felt like they were used to it. It hasn't been half a day since I was thrown out into this other world. Despite this, the mouth has gained the spirituality to kill people fine, and even the victory didn't hesitate to stick his hand in the belly of an armored bear.

It's not an easy thing to do to get flown over here and cut it off because you need it. Perhaps you two already have enough experience to do sole.

"Maybe the time you metastasized is uneven?

It would be reasonable to think so. They started their lives in this dungeon days ago. And I was finally dropped in the woods today.

I was the first to leave the classroom, even though I didn't mean to, but was it the last time I went out into another world? Maybe some classmates haven't metastasized yet.

Either way, I'm already late for the start on that worst fucking DQN. Perhaps he's killing people, and he's going through a battle with demons. And as explained, the ability of the vocation should also be growing.

Even though you raise a weak spellman now to catch up...... no, let's not think about it now. I have a desire to avenge my victory, but I don't have the power to do it right now.

For one thing, I have to think about surviving alone in this first dungeon I set foot in.

"Ha... finally down there"

At last the steps of the spiral were exhausted in the midst of irregular thinking. The place we reached was an open place, filled with lights brighter than the stairs.

"It's more like a garden than a dungeon."

Is it as big as a lonely children's park in the neighborhood? Red, blue, yellow, and colorful flowers are spreading on trees with deep green leaves. Unlike the forests we've walked in, they grow neatly and at equal intervals. Not even a flower bed is set up on a boulder, but the ground is a beautiful lawn like a national pitch.

The ceiling is high enough to look up, indoors but not so occlusive. The same white light applied to the spiral staircase gently illuminates the room five meters from the sky above.

One of the most eye-catching of these would be a white stone fountain sitting somewhere in the middle of the room. It's a small, circular construction, but relief expressing butterflies dancing on blooming flowers is applied everywhere, and I can tell it's quite elaborate.

The most characteristic is the statue of the fairy stone, which stands in the centre of grandeur. A toddler girl in a piece on long hair, growing elongated leafy wings from her back. Besides, your face is super cute. Whatever you think of this, you just think it's a fairy. Such a real toddler-sized fairy statue is decorated on a cylinder that serves as a water vent.

"Yeah, I'm pretty sure this is Fairy Square."

Fairy Square was not named by me on my own initiative. This is the official name in the example notebook that was included in the newly updated information.

The checking of the notebook information was done in the temple before going down the stairs. It seems to have been updated while I was playing Death Struggle with the Armor Bear, and that was a corroboration of the description of the mouthpiece.

A good amount of core shall be required to activate the Heavenly Delivery Gate. And that there is a deadly number limit that up to three people can escape at this dungeon's Heavenly Delivery Gate.

This is such an important thing, the first update forced you to pack it in and write it down! And it creaked, but without the thing to hit eight, there was no habit, so I loaded my magic notes as I pushed my angry thoughts into my chest.

One of the dungeon information revealed in it is this' Fairy Square '.

Inside the ancient ruins, there are several rooms with fountains of fairy statues, where, for some reason, no demons come near, saying it is the only safe zone in the dungeon.

The water from the fountain, which has been gushing without withering for thousands of years, also seems to be beautiful true water, and it can replenish precious drinking water. Finally, it turns out that the trees growing here are actually food, and some of the grass flowers are available as medicinal herbs as they are.

An exhausting resting place. Correctly deserves to be called a savepoint. So much so that I think that the stone statue of that pretty fairy is really even saving.

Well, I'm not brave enough to die once and see if I can load it.

"It's a corner, let's take a break"

rather than preparing for the dungeon in solo from now on, we should call it. Before we fight monsters, we have survival problems in the dungeons.

Wake up and start by replenishing the water.

"Wow, it's really beautiful - cold!?

It was so cold water that if I tried to stick my hand in the clear water without anything, I would accidentally scream. It's cold on the kink.

"... delicious"

If you try it softly and drink it, it leaks that feeling naturally. To be honest, I've never tasted or tasted good in water.

Mineral water or spring water, they're all the same - but this water sure is, yummy. It's really delicious. So much so that there might even be some nasty medicine in there.

"Could it be that I'm recovering from magic..."

Pugh, and I squeeze and twinkle as I react the same way as my father, who drank beer in the bath. I feel like the blue MP gauge is recovering from gnawing, which is displayed under the green HP gauge, but it is completely unclear if it actually works like that. I don't know much about my body myself.

In the meantime, you don't seem to have to worry about drinking water according to the information. Worst case scenario, you should come back here and get some water. I pray that it is a structure that allows me to come back.

"I'm sure you can eat this nut, but I wonder how it tastes..."

The next thing I got was nutritious, I could live with this and water! and nuts of reputation in intuitive pharmacy, also known as' fairy walnuts'. The name is the official name for the notebook naming.

Trees that forest on either side of the room like tree-lined roads, with walnuts falling beneath them. The large size walnut, which is maybe one turn smaller than a baseball ball, is stunningly green. You're not ripe for this!? And don't panic. Peel off this green shell and you'll see that brown characteristic walnut figure you're used to seeing inside.

"I mean, my leaves, they're plain healing"

This walnut has two pairs of thin leaves stuck to its heel, as if imitating fairy feathers. Intuitive pharmacy taught me that these four leaves have the effect of promoting wound healing. Mixing it with a nicetan popo is likely to produce a more effective wound medicine.

"Hmm, I guess the flavor is normal"

The taste of fairy walnuts that I tried while working out my wound medication generation plan is neither acceptable nor impossible. Nothing tastes good.

But it's obvious because it hasn't been seasoned, and in the first place, just because it can be eaten as is without tannins, isn't it enough to pass as a food? The appearance of the edible part is no different from that of regular global walnuts, in a wrinkly characteristic form, with no sense of repellence.

"But I don't know if it's possible to eat this full stomach"

While wearing a luxurious modern Japanese asshole everywhere, I picked up the fairy walnuts that will be the main dish of the future in my bag.

"All right, this is where the magicians come in."

At the end of the journey is a flower garden that blooms as if to welcome me. There are more useful plants here that can be a raw material for precious medicines than the notebook clearly stated would be "herbivorous."

In the email information, only one type of medicinal herb was presented here. It had an official name named Nantka on it, but I forgot it because it was a long time. They say it looks just like a four-leaf clover, so that's fine with the name. Probably because that's what other classmates call it.

By the way, this herbal version of the four-leaf clover seems to be rare there, where the probability of discovery is also twisted with the Earth. However, it has the breaking effect of restoring immediacy more than that, commensurate with the value of just finding and collecting grassroots separately.

This fairy square has already passed through the mouths, so the visible four leaves will have been picked from the roots. There's no point in bothering to look for spills.

But I, the magician, can discover herbs other than Shiba, whom I left for you to introduce. What's more, we might be able to use intuitive pharmacy to combine medicinal herbs to create wound drugs as well.

I thought maybe the RPG consumed the same item and there was nothing better than using it alone - but apparently that was worrying.

"Yay, I can do this... I can do this!

Whoa! and dive into the flower garden with joy and courage. Each of the flowers in front of me has a different medicinal effect, and I appeal to my brain to irritate my spinal cord with vigor.

For flowers like white lilies, the orthodox effect of promoting natural healing, just like the leaves of fairy walnuts.

Flowers like red tulips were hot. The blue lavender was detoxified, and the yellow one was analgesic - as if it had been put on, it had all kinds of grass flowers with all kinds of effects.

"Yikes, get in the mood, it's a blend!

Apparently, I didn't run out of luck either. Finally, I see hope.