Scop Scopper Scoppest with Demon Eye King

"- You were tagging me?

"Yep. The name was a letter I'd never seen, but the display itself was normal. It's not like he was hiding his red name without a tag."

"So, you were in the back searching for the sheep kid, right?

"Yeah. Well, I already looked serious and ran into the back of the dungeon."

The suburbs of Berg. In front of Danalut and the other threesomes surrounding the table at the thin dirty tavern, one man was snarling and snarling, reporting what he saw.

The man's name is Temsus. He was the man who gave his heir information about Roulier.

The day before, on their way home from the dungeon, the Danaluts told several miners, "Let me know when the untagged one that was with the sheep kid comes. That way I'll leave you no stone payment," he said. It was worth it, and thus the information of the heir was brought to them.

"That's right. What's going on, Dana Route?

It's only morning, but there's an empty liquor bottle lined up in front of them. Because I've been drinking all night since last night.

But in contrast to the tall man who asked while stirring up booze, there was no liquor whatsoever before the questioned Danalut.

"... let's go"

Dana Route, dressed in hard-leather armor the same as the day before, stood up, holding the sword and answering quietly. To such a dana route, a short man spills disgustingly.

"But hey, if you went behind the dungeon, why don't you come back for a while? No, before that, the monsters might have eaten me already."

"Let's go."

With or without, the tall man frowns slightly at Dana Route, who repeated it again.

It was originally that Danalut had a forceful personality not to say whether or not, but things had clearly gone wrong since the last few days - precisely the day I could have rubbed it with my successor.

A man named Danaroot has a big voice and a big, big attitude, he looks like a retarded rampage at first glance, but, in fact, he has a small, cunning head and is a man who doesn't originally take the greatest possible risks.

Even when winding up magic ore from miners, he was careful to wind it up a little bit as far as he could cry to sleep, and even when hurting his defying opponents, he gained a range that was too much to make noise about.

Even though...

"Ha..."

The short man sighs.

Was it necessary to do that far to the slaves of Laseheima?

It was fun when I was doing it, but over time I get anxious.

When it comes to the Lazeheima Chamber of Commerce in the first place, it is, in a way, a chamber powerful enough to say that it is the ruler of Berg, partitioning the mining of magic ore, the main industry in the demonic mining city of Berg. If we discover that we have taken slaves, the property of that Chamber of Commerce, we will not just be sorry.

I want you to spare me crossing any more dangerous bridges.

But as long as I didn't kill that untagged, Danaroot's mood was unlikely to mend.

"... hey, I get it. - Whoa! Sleep tight.

The tall man wakes up with a kick in the guy who was stuck next door, so as to hit eight.

"Hmm? I can't drink anymore."

"Don't fall asleep... Let's do it. Now that untagged kid."

"Huh? But I won't tag you. Is it dangerous?

"Don't worry. I hear it wasn't a red name."

As soon as he heard the word, the slightly tall man smiled with Niyaniya.

"What. You freaked out and lost it, didn't you? Then leave it to me. I'll play with you like a sheep kid."

When two of his companions took their seats, Danalut walked out without saying anything.

The two, hastily following its back, never realized to the end that Danalut's legs were trembling.

SSS

"Demon Cave" One level, further back in the hall where the miners gather.

There were unwrought monster carcasses rolling in there. A carcass that wasn't even stripped of the crusade proof site and left behind would be equivalent to money being dropped from the adventurer.

Such a worthy carcass dots the aisle of the dungeon.

After we traced the carcass...

"I'm in the way!!

I had an heir.

The heir persists in running her gaze from corner to corner in the dungeon without even glancing at the goblin that will kick her head to pieces and fall.

(- not present, not present, not present)

"Lurie!!

How many times will it be now? I call out loud, but I don't hear back. Instead, two big rats hear their voices, emerge from the back of the aisle and rush over to their heirs.

No matter which way you were dealing with the monster, that would delay your search for Roulier, but that's why I wasn't willing to miss it. Because the fewer monsters you have, the less danger you should have of being in the same dungeon.

The heir smashes Big Rat's head in a kick as he rushes over.

But at the same time...

His defenseless axial leg, which unleashed a kick and stood on one leg, was devoured by the other that remained.

A sharp pain runs, but the heir ignores it and wields a tsuruhashi on the back of a big rat that eats on his leg, killing him.

"Shit."

My pants are torn and I can see a wound overflowing with blood from it. No, it's not just the legs. There were more casualties all over my body at some point because I fought no matter if there would be more than one monster.

The heir reached for the hip HP potion - but immediately stopped that hand.

Even myself is like this. It is likely that Roulier is injured. Though there are two potions, depending on the extent of her injury, it is also possible that a single potion is not enough. I couldn't waste that here.

As the heir raised her face, she ran further into the dungeon, bleeding.

SSS

The search play didn't say anything more than "shimmering" correctly.

From time to time, checking the map, turning from the end of the dungeon to the end so that there is no overlooking.

"Experience reached a certain amount"

"We're up from Lv11 to Lv12."

[System Log] 's voice echoed on my head after several battles. I don't care about leveling up now, but I'm pretty sure it would be appreciated if you thought the level would make the fight easier and the search would go away.

Anyway, it would be nice if we could get some skills to help with the search, but it just wasn't that convenient.

I started looking for Roulier, and it's already been quite a while.

The range of searches began at the far left end of the five branches, we finished searching until the second passage, and now we were just entering the third passage.

After some time running his gaze around, he encountered two goblins and one Big Poison Spider, a total of three monsters at the same time.

It was the strongest combination my heir had ever seen, but I managed to repel it because it stormed the moment it caught my eye and succeeded in taking the lead.

But...

Condition: Curse/Poison

Blood drips off his heir's arm. I got Big Poison Spider's fangs.

View the detoxification potion that was ready. I have two hands, but I have to keep one for Lourier, so you can say there's practically only one. This means that if you detoxify it now and the Big Poison Spider bites you again, you can't detoxify it anymore.

…………

After worrying, the heir decided to move on with the detoxification ahead.

I was walking down the aisle looking through my gaze, but my bitten arm is hot. And the sound of my heart is so loud. Whenever dokundokun and his heart pumped blood, heat and pain ran all over his heir's body. Exactly. If it's not time to detoxify it. Then I thought, but I can still afford HP if I check the status.

It must have been because of the poison and the lack of concentration.

Condition: Curse, Poison, Paralysis

Now I missed avoiding the Big Moss scaly powder, I got paralysis poison.

Looking at the status, full creation is no longer a good place, but strangely, the successor was rather easier than before.

Big Moss scaly powder should result in severe itching, but not itching at all. On the contrary, I felt like my skin was paralyzed by a good feeling and my senses were dull, and my general body aches were being reduced.

This still seemed like a good idea.

SSS

Stare at the map. There is no overlooking.

Within the four branches to be searched, it was perfectly examined to the three branches.

But Roulier has yet to be discovered.

Assuming that there is a girlfriend somewhere in the four branches, the heir would have missed a quarter chance three times in a row.

- I didn't follow you. Only at times like this.

I think so, but there's one more way to stay. I saw hope. There must be a lourier there.

The heir dared to try to ignore the unpleasant feeling of fuzz and boiling from the other side of the hope.

I finished examining up to three of the four branches. I missed a quarter chance three times in a row................ really?

- Shut up.

Only when this happens, it doesn't stick................ really?

- Shut up.

There is one more way to go. There must be a lourier there................ really?

- I'm here! Never!

The heir advances the fourth branch Zunzun.

I don't already have poison or injury pain in my head. A voice echoed in my head telling me to level up further along the way, but I wouldn't even stop worrying. Just follow Rulier's shadow, run his gaze, kick the monster, and go back.

And...

The heir was standing with Potun.

Nothing. There -, no one there -, just by myself.

View map. I've seen it many times.

That can't be right. Even though this is the last branch, and. Review the map over and over again.

This is the last branch............... really?

Zokri, and a chill ran on his heir's back.

That was very similar to what it felt like when I had a hunch of my own death on that bus.

Strike the bell as fast as your heart hurts.

Take the first branch of the 'Demon Mine Cave' one tier to the left to reach the hall where many miners are encouraged to work. And ahead of you on a single passage extending from the back of that hall, unlike almost the main road to that point, a division appears where many passages overlap. Yes… five branches.

The heir has already finished examining the four branches within it.

Four. I mean, one more thing, there's still a way.

Except there's nothing else at the end of that road.

A pit that's right down the road.

A bottomless big hole that even adventurers fear.

The entrance to the end of Naruto if it falls with a 0% survival rate.

- commonly known as "garbage holes"

The heir didn't even 'there' at that time when she was convinced of her death.

Whether you scorch yourself into anger, drive your mind mad at hate, or mourn the way you live with regret, there - it never finally led to 'despair'. That's...

Where did the sound of the heart that was ringing so loud disappear?

Where did the heat that was eroding your body disappear?

I can't hear anything. I don't feel anything.

I just felt like there was a hole in my chest.

My body is powerless. I can't help my legs.

I don't know if it's the poison or not.

My head doesn't work well.

The heir fluttered and began to turn back the way he had originally come.

There's one more branch left. I have to go.

I don't know what to do with it.

My head doesn't work well.

But he turned back.

Fluffy. Fluffy.

And to the place where we arrived...

There was Danaroot.