Level 99 First Territorial Management by Adventurers

"This is amazing. From the top, it's weird."

"Awesome or weird, either way"

"Ryo?

Rather than the usual instantaneous travel (teleport), a line literally flew through Falve's fortress with the Warlock spell, Long Flight (Ower Flight).

There is no obstacle to the journey in the sky and in just a few dozen minutes you arrive over your destination.

Central part of the Kera Forest.

That place, which had never been touched by humans before, was in an extremely unnatural state, as Larsia and Yona put it.

Forests, deserts, meadows, mountains, rivers, marshes.

Every terrain gathers in its narrow strip, scattered in a lattice. It's like a natural mosaic.

"It won't be weird, this is"

"You agree with Uncle Istas. For a long time, like this?

"No. I've passed through the sky a few times, but this never happened"

"Is it because the nature worshipper (Druid) who was protecting this land is gone?

"It's probably the hexagenic effect of being gathered, but something like a seal is starting to loosen..."

Either way, there doesn't seem to be much respite.

Without slowing down, land on the central meadow.

"Val, do you know the direction?

"Probably this way."

"I, too, feel the presence of the temple there"

Alsace and Valtrude. Two diocesan knights (paladins) serving Helenonia who descended on the earth point in the same direction.

You instinctively understand the location of the temple of the faithful God.

"The footprints are coming from you, too."

Larsia, who was investigating the traces of the immortal monsters (undead) that remained in the meadow, also corroborates the story.

Yut quickly sent instructions.

"The line is preceded by Larsia. Lead the way, Val and His Highness. Me and Mr. Arcia behind it. Behind you is Jonah with Exile's old man."

"Yes, sir. I'm coming."

In a line of immediate formation, hurry and Alsace also stands in front of Yut.

Perhaps this is the best solution. Alsace was surprised and more than happy to incorporate herself into it without hesitation.

But apart from such emotions, the march proceeds.

The thirty minutes Yut needed before he left were time to grant and enhance various spells.

The speed of travel increased in Acceleration (Accelerator) is just as fast as full force walking. Of course, that stuff is a preliminary part of the support spell.

Just as when confronted with Ig-Nus Zad, numerous spells were granted so much that it was Alsace who pulled.

It was such a line, but you don't look too alert to your surroundings.

Jonah lays a double alarm net using the Tactical Site while Larsia checks safety ahead.

Whatever comes out, it's hard to think about being ambushed or unintentionally hit. Therefore, there was no need for futile tension.

"You don't seem to be overflowing."

"You're lucky you're unhappy."

Don't be alarmed.

"But if you don't come out for a little while, I'm not here."

"Hey."

Running through incredible terrain in a flair such as it's more pressing than a picnic. Cross the meadows, through the desert, avoid the marshlands and move on.

Nothing happened and we arrived at our destination with a few dozen or so trips.

"You don't have to be wrong here."

"I heard of the ruins... but it's actually sad to see them"

Valtrude endorsed Prince Alsace's sentiments with pitiful eyes. The more God you serve, the more you know how it feels. Alcia lightly holds Valtrude's hand.

"Isn't this what ruins are?

Meanwhile, the meadow race (Magner), not knowing such finesse, stepped into the half-destructed building in the same tone and footsteps.

Maybe half-destruction isn't the exact expression.

Older than the current architectural style of the Brewers, the crushed box-like temple.

I guess it was originally a white-air building, but now it's thinly dirty in gray like a mossy cloudy sky. The walls or columns must be broken, the building itself was leaning and the entrance was distorted.

The stairs to its entrance also tell the story of the passage of time, with cracked weeds thriving everywhere.

It was no longer difficult to imagine what it was like at the time of its establishment, and the temple, which no one would ever visit, was not half-destructed, but just not completely collapsed.

"Are you glad I let you go alone?

"Yona, any sign of anything but us?

"None"

"Then we'll just get in the way, won't we? Larsia, leave it to yourself. It's okay."

In response to Prince Alsace's most important question, Yut took confirmation before answering.

In fact, letting one bandit (Rogue) get ahead of him so that he won't get caught in a trap can be considered a fixed mark.

"Is that what it is..."

While creating a slightly unconvincing atmosphere, Alsace says nothing more. In fact, I have to admit that Valtroude has also taken it for granted.

"In the meantime, there doesn't seem to be any danger in this."

Wait a few minutes.

No, in just a few minutes, Larsia calls from inside the temple.

"Let's go."

Valtrude takes the lead and breaks into the crumbling temple in the same line as before.

Neither did the interior, the appearance and impression.

The walls and decorations collapse for the most part, and there is no place or shadow to see what used to be an altar. The fact that it is a Hellenonian temple is barely ascertainable by the symbol of a long sword and thunder engraved behind the altar.

"Is this the altar of that ritual?

"No, I don't feel any power..."

The two leading men first in raise their voices of confusion.

"Of course, it can't be over or anything."

"Hidden doors, there is. Absolutely."

It also differs from prior information.

Larsia carefully examined the floor with certainty, and just in case Jonah turns her consciousness to the walls and ceilings.

"Ah. I knew there was a staircase to the basement"

Larsia cheers in the left corner of the collapsed temple.

"Well, I guess so."

In response to that report, Yut sounds relieved, and Exile restarts his huge spike flail like an anchor in silence.

"Lost......"

"Which one finds it first. You were fighting."

Yut can smile bitterly, wondering if it's a bad thing to be confrontational.

"I wasn't so mean as a hidden door."

"You used to have a door to a hidden passage hidden on the outside, not in the building."

"That was terrible."

There are aspects of being poked at a psychological blind spot, but physical fatigue was also terrible when I finally realized it.

Larsia cleverly inserts a pick-like release tool into the slab-shaped floorboard and carefully tries to open the door to the basement.

"Ah. For once, there's a trap."

Larsia, thinking only a little, went on working flat though.

Removing the floorboards reveals the staircase to the basement after a long time.

As it was, he didn't say anything to his people, and without looking back, Larsia began to go down the stairs.

"Absolutely."

With that Larsia aim, many spears jumped out of the sidewall. It was like a meadow that pierced the little body of a meadow species - never.

"... Larsia, at least say something before you activate it."

'Cause at my height, I knew these guys were gonna be great.'

Even flat on Prince Alsace's warning and Yut's stupidity, he ensures his safety by cutting off the pattern of spears that popped up with a dagger of magic equipment.

That's right.

The traps of rejecting intruders were all passing over Larsia's head in vain. I activated it on purpose because I knew it.

"You mean it was made for normal people"

"Or so. It was humans who created this trap, forgetting the size of dwarves and meadow species."

"But it's bad for the heart. Sir Amaxa is right, give me a warning."

"Sir Amaxa. I'm not a nobleman yet..."

"What do you say, Sir Amaxa? You can't ignore His Royal Highness's words, can you, Sir Amaxa?"

"Larsia, don't..."

Valtrude and Arcia smile sneakingly at such an interaction between the two.

"I don't care. Yiko."

Are you reading the air or not?

With that word of Jonah he tightened his mind again and went down the stairs to the basement.

The basement was close to a natural cave where not many people had access.

Floors and walls with bumpy rocky skin are hard to walk on, and people finally line up for two. In Exile, even the combination of Jonah makes the two difficult.

There are also many sidewalks, structures reminiscent of ants and hives.

Also, naturally, there is no light.

If it was normal, we would have light sources like light fire (lights) spells and pine lights and lanterns, but of course, they weren't normal.

The Valtrudes, who granted everyone a spell to gain dark vision capability, rush through the ruins like the wind with the protection of "Growth" in complete darkness.

"Enemy"

"From before, the three bodies"

In response to the warnings of Jonah and Larsia, Valtrude and Alsace erected swords.

The opponent is Tsukamoto.

I can see the blur and contour glowing in the darkness and approaching this way.

"Ha."

The first person to rush was Valtrude.

The Cathedral Knight of Helenonia entered the pocket of the Tsukamato in unison at an exceptional rate of reflection, flashing the Goddess Sword Divine Subjugator.

So, over.

Lightly broke his upper and lower body, and by virtue of his holy power, Tsukamato's body became a particle of light and disappeared.

"Let's go."

Alsace had already packed it before two remaining Tsukasumans hit Valtrude after releasing the attack.

The attack by the claws of both hands from the last Tsukamato, who wore his whole neck in the treasure traiter of the Rotosilt kingdom and finally reacted, is taken by the traiter as if he had (...) slided automatically.

Flip your torso and drop your arms, then break under one knife, from the top of your head to your groin.

A brave man who kept his pace disturbed, but shouldered Valtrude with him.

There is no way to get behind Tsukamato.

"Mm-hmm. Novice."

Exile, who had left the front entirely at his disposal to guard behind, senses a new immortal monster.

It was already meaty to the fighting distance.

The only reason I allowed that close was because the translucent Necromancer suddenly appeared off the floor or wall, rather than being as physical as ever.

Ghost.

Just touched, the dreaded immortal monster of sucking life and cohabiting pathetic victims.

But this wasn't even their enemy.

Spike Flail's blow doesn't make the shock go away, though it did. Conversely, it exasperates negative emotions and ravages the Exile giant, but neither this one nor the rocky flesh moves small.

There would have been original stubbornness, but there was also the effect of the Wall of Life (Vital Wall), which protects itself from attacks by spiritual bodies.

If we overlap the words further, we can also say that Exile was throwing away his defenses because of this spell.

"Death is nothing but an abomination. O merciful, who promises peace after death. Save your wandering soul and pay."

In the meantime, Arcia reads out the Holy Word.

- Evacuate.

At the same time as the ritual of immortal dispersion is completed, holy fluctuations overflow from her whole body, purifying her surroundings in an instant.

Protect the living.

Bless the dead.

At the same time that the Yuts are enveloped in warm light, their souls ascend to heaven as if the ghosts were to be washed away.

Again, darkness came.

"That's overwhelming."

"Hey."

The Archbishop of the Goddess of Death and Sorcery (Patriarch) is joined by two of the highest diocesan knights.

There will be no more reliable allies to deal with immortal monsters.

I had already experienced this encounter a few times, but none of them appeared in Yut or Yona.

"I didn't even show up."

Such Exile stupidity is extravagant.

"I'm easy and good, though. They don't have guts or anything."

"A monster of immortality, if there is one. Well, hey."

The emergence of the immortal monster was also gently flushed, but naturally the unnaturalness was recognized.

All of a sudden, it's the monsters of immortality that appear as if the space has been distorted, clearly anomalous in type and number.

What I still don't care deeply about is that it was as expected in a way.

And...

"After all, I'm not sure what happened."

"That's right."

Whenever immortal monsters appear, Yut and Larsia. The reason was that the two users of the spell could not get a clue when using Magic Sense Magic.

"Right. Looks like we're gonna have to move on."

"No problem. Either way, I have to go to the altar."

It doesn't change what you do. Nor do they become threats such as immortal monsters of this magnitude.

Again, only be alert to the trap, while descending underground.

It was not until after several more encounters with immortal monsters that things changed.

Gacon Gacon and the sounds and vibrations echo through the cave as if giant gear were turning. If you look, there was unlikely light overflowing through the hole in front.

…………

No one utters a word.

But the atmosphere changed in an instant.

While scolding himself not to be drunk by it, Alsace also focuses forward.

"I'll go first."

Larsia preceded him and glanced at the space ahead.

My back trembles with tingling and stops moving.

But it's also for a moment.

I called him in looking back and guiding my people into that space.

"This is..."

That was Valtrude, too, who had to voice his admiration and surprise. No one is to blame for that.

Because if she hadn't, she knew she would have raised her voice of consternation.

Yellow, blue, red, purple, white, black.

A large vortex, like a six-colored rainbow, was making noise and spinning in the center of the space.

Pretty vast space I don't think underground. Probably a circular room with a diameter of 30 meters. As if this great vortex had dug and shaped it.

"This is what King Charlton said..."

Because of this presence, was the temple created?

Why is there such a thing?

If we had carefully evaluated it with a spell and used pluralistic daiichi, we might have found out.

But I couldn't afford them that.

Three monsters showed up so that they could bounce out of the vortex.

The hell with snakes in the air.

He has a body that burns like a flame and exhales ice from his mouth.

The whole thing is a lion made of rock wrapped around a tornado.

The body of the rock is repeatedly separated and joined, with a gust wind swirling into a circular space.

The whole thing, a giant with light and darkness in it.

The faceless, four-armed giant has light and darkness covering and flowing through the body's surface as if it were melted paint.

"I don't know why you're hostile..."

"If you're an enemy, you just crush it."

I have no doubt or hesitation.

Valtrude and Exile quickly came forward to identify the enemy to be opposed, and Prince Alsace followed suit.