Labyrinth Restaurant

There was a roar of trees being forced down in the depressed deep woods.

The animals and birds living in the woods are sensitive to the anomalies and trying to get away from their audio sources at a glance.

A multi-headed dragon (Hydra) that has slipped away from the herd is going wild.

Among the demons, he said that he was a highly intelligent dragon species, but his eyes were stained with the colors of frenzy because he felt no intelligence whatsoever in his actions.

Is it a natural disaster such as a tornado or a storm?

But that natural disaster had life and will, and in order to live it was necessary to devour the lives of others.

And there was a pioneering village inhabited by hundreds of humans ahead of it as it proceeded with claw marks of destruction in the woods.

I don't know if Hydra has progressed towards this place, or if there has just been an unfortunate village in the direction of progress by chance, but in a few minutes' time as it is, the peaceful village will be the feeding ground for Hydra and a hell of a picture of the snort will be painted.

The villagers finally find themselves strangely aware and try to escape screaming, but those who fall continued to do so either because of confusion and fear or because of their legs. Even if he escapes most of all, he will be caught up before he counts the tenth step on his regular feet.

In the meantime, a young child who had missed his escape and an old man who would be his grandfather were left in front of Hydra in the panic, and he could no longer stand and went to the ground. The old man held him to protect his trembling child, but before Hydra's fangs, he wouldn't even be as resistant as a sheet of thin paper.

That moment when Hydra opened her mouth and tried to stick that sharp fang up to her poor victim...

A breeze blew through, and Hydra's giant head had been slashed off.

When the child and the old man opened their eyes and looked towards Hydra, surprised by the untold pain and the roar caused by the fall of the giant head of Hydra, there stood a swordsman with a great sword wrapped in silver and gold armor and decorated with art of the same colour as armor.

To find out, this swordsman saved two interruptions in one hair.

How skillful would it be to drop a dragon's neck in a single blow?

An old man, who understood that he had been saved, tried to approach the swordsman to thank him, but when he controlled the movement with the hands of the empty, he waved and urged him to flee quickly.

Yes, this dragon is a multi-headed dragon (hydra) with multiple heads, and even trying to drop one neck does not lead to death.

Though he had temporarily stopped moving with the consternation of losing one head, he would soon strike again using his remaining head and fangs.

Originally, Hydra, who had lost one of her five heads and had four necks, stared at the intruder who had increased her willingness to kill and took part of herself into the remaining eight eyeballs.

But the swordsman, shocked to death only by the killing if he was a regular man, stood up to wield the great sword in his hand to the large side without looking particularly concerned.

Swordsman and Hydra, the air between them is pressing and straining.

But in this situation, the swordsman was more disadvantaged.

Indeed, the swordsman's sword is about two metres long and can sever Hydra's thick neck.

But while there is one neck a swordsman can attack at a time, Hydra is capable of simultaneous attack with the four remaining necks.

Unlike earlier in an unintentional situation, if you are prepared to throw one of your necks away from the start, you will be defenselessly attacked with the remaining three necks even if you drop one neck.

And that's when it came.

Quadruple strikes from another direction by Hydra,

But there was nothing like panicking to a swordsman before that series of attacks that would lead to death if you ate even a single blow.

Attract the dragon's fangs to the point of touching them or not, and then flash the sword.

The battle was on with that flash.

Four necks were severed without one remaining, and Hydra was in a flash desperate.

How did the swordsman make it?

The answer was obvious if you look at the sword held by the swordsman.

It was a sword as long as two metres above the original, and now it stretches to nearly twenty metres.

The villagers, who watched the battle around them, saw the sword and realized who the swordsman was.

There is only one person, albeit world-wide, with a holy sword/phantom sword that transforms itself into all shapes and sizes as the owner wishes. In other words, he was invited by the other world, and he was nothing but a brave man.

The brave man, summoned by a country called Nihon of another world, removed his full-faced helmet when he looked around and made sure there was no danger. Then the long, black silky hair and the face of the girl who remains young, who would still be in her mid-teens.

Those around them who watched the earlier battles saw it with awe as if to help them save their lives or worship the honorable faces of the gods that appeared on earth.

And the brave man who showed his face said this to the people around him.

"... have dinner"

That's all I said, I fell and passed out on the spot.

The brave man, who was lost with his companions and had eaten nothing for three days without a word on it, managed to starve to death due to the dedicated nursing of the villagers.