My Death Flags Show No Sign of Ending

My breath hurts. The heart that strikes the early bell is still going to burst, heavy as if the limbs were iron or even lead.

Still, man, Hugo Grafton doesn't stop running. The reason I had to was behind him.

A group of spiral malls that ring the ground and loom as they raise the earthen smoke. That number will not drop twenty. To the extent that it fits in one hand, Hugo is not yet so proud of the strength of human separation that he is dealing with such a number of monsters on his own.

Therefore, he will not escape with all his might. Because if they catch up with you, they are definitely Buddha.

I run desperately waving my arms, putting my strength into my legs, which are still going to come together.

A spiral mall that should be swinging out at times if it's fast in a straight line is not so easy, either, in a corridor in a crooked cave, or even a place where the opponent is used to moving.

This situation is also due to Hugo's greed.

Countless small rooms deep in the ruins. One of them was a chest.

The only monster in the small room was the spiral mall. It would be a sweet reward to see that he alone can handle it. They called my people on the verge of defeating me.

What's new is the three spiral malls. If we had escaped there, we might still have managed.

And in fact, Hugo wanted to choose to escape, too. Unfortunately, however, the spiral mall stood to block the only entrance to and exit from the small room. Besides, I've seen it. It's in a state of excitement, and I can't afford to take the time.

Still managed to defeat the two, and Hugo got lost where the rest came together. If the enemy is the only one, it is possible to escape. It wasn't a direct hit, but some of them were attacked and some were scratched, and their health is depleted.

That's why I wanted to escape, but the spiral mall was in a state of excitement because of the battle. If you call your people because you left them alone, it will be harder to win or escape. So cruised, slight gap.

The spiral mall made a deafening squeal called giggly. That was a signal to call my people.

"Damn it! I should have run away without hesitation!

It is already too late to say so. Immediately after escaping from the small room at first sight, the spiral mall appears as it gushes from everywhere. From there it became a life-threatening mess.

While I managed to snub the onslaught of the monster that was going to kill me, I finally saw an exit that would lead me to the place I had pioneered.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

Hooknail attack with a single hair, jumping into its exit to fall with a scream.

Roll over the ground like stones are sticking out everywhere while creating abrasions on your hands and feet. Momentum slipped. Its body stopped because it hit the abdomen hard on a slightly larger stone.

"Gu-ha."

The pulmonary breath is exhaled at once by the impact. My vision is shaken by a mild lack of acid due to pain and my inability to breathe air successfully, and my body doesn't get well into it either. You have to get up and run as fast as you can for a moment, but only your feelings deviate.

I manage to wake up my body with groans, but what got me into Hugo's sight is the spiral mall surrounding me. The number was even higher.

"Damn, that's it..."

This is just impossible to win or escape. I am prepared to lose my life only to a dangerous profession called Adventurer. But I didn't think it was today.

Death may be a casual visit. That's when I almost gave up.

Among the dim ruins, a glimmer of flash ran. That's never flashy, fast and sharp, really a flash of white light.

There is only one thing that changed before and after such a flash ran. Someone stood between Hugo and Spiral Mall, a space where no one was supposed to have been until earlier.

I don't know your face because you're turning your back on Hugo and you're wearing a robe, but you'd be a man because of your approximate outfit. Who is it, I don't have time to think about it.

The neck of the spiral mall that was closest to the man who suddenly appeared fell. Fall flashly sprinkled with blood. The man in the robe never avoids it, and doesn't make it slight when it rains of blood.

"If you don't want to eat the roll, just keep crawling."

It was useless advice from Hugo, who couldn't move even if he wanted to, but in the next moment he can only show why the man said so.

A spiral mall in a state of excitement, murdered a fellow in front of me, is attacked by a man in a robe.

My arm flew first. For every hook claw that boasts an amazing cleavage, he jumps over Hugo drawing a circle and arc as he raises a blood splash.

The sight gave a strange feeling that the process was being omitted for the end that happened.

It just looks like the right arm of the spiral mall that launched the attack was suddenly cut off. I can guess that maybe the robe guy did something, but I couldn't tell until what he did.

One incomprehensible thing occurs after another, like leaving such a Hugo behind.

The upper and lower body are severed. Each of your prized drills on the tip of your nose is broken in two from the brain. At some point he gets slaughtered like dozens or hundreds.

It's just that only such a result strikes the spiral mall. It runs out without even being able to resist.

The man in the robe who is supposed to be making a fierce assault can't see him from earlier. I guess Hugo is turning around moving and attacking at an invisible rate. Though within a dim and poorly sighted ruin, there is no way that such a phenomenon can occur to a slightly faster extent.

The man in the robe seemed to have a strength far from himself.

"Hey, are you dead?

Hugo was appalled by the sight that seemed unreal, even though it was a critical situation. Such a recall of his consciousness was the voice of the man in the robe who wiped out the spiral mall, which, if he noticed, had more than twenty bodies in a matter of minutes.

Why has it been confirmed from death, not survival?

"Yes, no, I'm fine. Thank God."

In the meantime, tell them you're safe. But from his voice, the man in the robe seems to be quite young. Probably younger than myself.

His face like that was still hidden in the robe and he could not worship it, but the moment he turned to Hugo, he showed an unnatural stiffness. But it's also for a moment, and the young man asks Hugo with a slightly irritating voice.

"Right. So, what's this situation?

"Well, that's..."

Unexpectedly stuck in words Hugo. Ignoring the initial stones used to unearth the ruins, he fell into such a pinch. Even if we fight, risk management is not possible. Embarrassing myself as an adventurer, I was to annoy other adventurers, including this young man.

The man also seemed to guess, roughly, but the suspicion turned to certainty in front of Hugo, who had a bad tooth cut. He exhaled a grand sigh.

"Avoid fighting in the ruins as much as possible. Don't leave the monster in a state of excitement, even if it's wrong. I heard that's the iron rule."

"I'm sorry......"

Hugo had no choice but to bow his head to this younger man. In addition to making mistakes like Rookie's, it is likely that this one incident has also inspired other monsters. And the smell of dark blood that can stand on one side of the perimeter. It is also conceivable that other monsters will come by this.

In order to stop it, the bodies must be processed quickly, with days to a week as a period of sedation and access to the ruins restricted. Measures to ensure the safety of the adventurer, but the adventurer staying to dispose of the body must come to terms with the outbreak.

In short, Hugo will be pulling other adventurers' legs around.

"Hmm, okay. It's not what I found out."

Just leave me out of it. The man in the robe tries to enter the horizontal hole where the body of the spiral mall rolls and walks as if walking on the ground wet in blood, where Hugo has escaped with his life earlier.

He hastily stopped it.

"Hey hey, where are you going!?

"We need you in the deepest part of the ruins."

"Well, we all do, but he says it's too dangerous to go now!

Hugo ran out of words and preached the danger of diving into the ruins right now. Fever also enters just because his life is in danger now.

The man's reaction to it was a relentless glimpse of Hugo's wound, "Do you say it?" But I continue to persuade him strongly that it is because I have made mistakes.

"Say it because it's me. Don't put you in any more danger."

"It's tough. By and large, how much would it take to sum up the processing of the body and the sedation period?

"Well, about ten days."

"I'm not gonna talk to you"

"So wait! It's really dangerous."

"I'm sure you are. It's not dangerous or anything to me."

It's a hell of an overconfident statement, but from the strength of sinking the spiral mall into a sea of blood, it's certainly hard to imagine him dying easily.

But that's why I can't ask you to do your best to support me. It's the adventurers who can't survive just being strong.

"Monsters aren't the only enemies. There are traps and places where we can't proceed without deciphering them. The excavation of ruins is a long battle, so you should wait until the conditions are in place to keep your health and item consumption as low as possible."

"... I see, it makes sense"

I was persuaded it would be a parallel line, but unexpectedly the man in the robe broke.

Besides, Hugo, relieved, tried to suggest that this place should first get out on the ground and communicate the situation in the ruins. but the shoulder is grabbed tight.

"Then you come too. I'll be able to guide you along the way."

"... Huh? Yep!?"

Drag Hugo, who has a height and muscular flesh in the second half of one hundred and eighty centimeters, where such a force is in a body shorter than his own, without question.

"Don't Summon, Noisy"

"You've decided to call me! It's like going to die!?

"You're like you just died. It doesn't make any difference if you die."

"Too rambling...... who are they!?

Soon a pair of them appeared behind their backs who hid their faces with robes again. A rather creepy situation was completed: hidden faces with robes, surrounded by unidentified threesomes.

"My luggage."

"What, it's your people... hey, I'm Hugo. The tyrants are swinging at you, and you're in trouble."

With irony, I call the self-absorbed robe man a tyrant.

But they didn't react to anything that they were luggage holders, they just followed in silence. What I thought was unbearable in a silent space comes to my mouth.

"... you're so silent"

"Naturally. They don't have language skills."

"What are you scared of?"

Whatever information was disclosed was possible. Your fellow tyrants are apparently not normal either.

An unidentified man who boasts an overwhelming strength but doesn't listen to people, and a creepy squire who can't talk. Forced to join a party that seemed so bizarre and devastating that communication of intentions seemed impossible, Hugo cursed a god who didn't even believe that today was surely the happiest day of his life.