Scop Scopper Scoppest with Demon Eye King

"When you say trap, it's a pit."

"Mm, mundane"

To the words of his successor (Tsugutsu), who talks about traps that can be used in the Cyclops battle, Roulier replied as he entertained the rocks rolling around him into and out of the ring.

The gear Roulier is playing with, "The Ring of the Gold Coin in the Treasury +3," when actually used, was a hell of a substitute. The skill [item box] attached to this ring is the ultimate reason for this.

This skill was more about being able to store the object the ring was touching in a different space than having a hand. Objects stored in another space are listed in something like a status window and can be executed with one's own will when retrieving them. However, restrictions also existed, when retrieving the item, the item could only be put out in the position where the ring touched, and furthermore, other than water and air - that is, the item could not be retrieved so as to overlap the solid.

"That's all I can think of because I've fallen so far into a pit... But, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah.

"... but I don't want it"

When Roulier hits Scoop on the ground, he returns a kick-ass, hard response.

The rocks shaping this hierarchy, unlike that of a single layer of soil mixing, boasted considerable hardness.

"Digging for nothing isn't the only way to make a hole, is it? That ring - you can use the item box."

That said, it was the bottom of the trash hole - the surface of the submerged floor - that the heir turned his gaze on.

"- Mm?"

"This place is about five or six meters deep. I mean, even that giant is sinking deep. If we leave space for the giants to fit in here and bury and surround them with the rocks we collect around them - the completion of the pit. Besides, if this pit, there will be water strained inside from the beginning. If you drop it well and get trapped, this is all they could drown to death"

"Oh, Tensai Momo..."

"Well wait. It's not over yet."

The heir began to tread the surface of the water in a bashful fashion, taking care not to stand at the edge of the aisle and accidentally fall into the hall, as he piquely controlled the rulier in an excited appearance.

Kurin, and Lurier watched as he tilted his neck for a while, a fish - a blue killer fish - jumped out of the water and hit his heir.

As his heir gently attacked the raid, Blue Killerfish fell into a passage ten centimetres deep and bounced with a pitch.

"Look, this fish is fierce, but it's an asshole, so it's easy to catch. If we ram these guys up and put them in the pit..., will they drown and die? Are you going to die of eating? It'll be a vicious trap."

On the trap that could thus be done - on the rock walls that were made of landfilling water, falling at the edge of the pit, the two heirs and Roulier watched the situation breathlessly.

Probably because the cyclops are frozen. From the gap beneath the large rock that hits the lid of the hole, water stained with blue blood overflows, and dull vibrations are transmitted from the feet of the two.

The heir just waits without being able to do anything, but Rulier moved his ears tingly and was exploring the movement of the cyclops in [auditory detection].

"- Roulier. Turn off the rocks when the cyclops stop moving. I don't know what a door to the outside looks like, but if you don't look soon, it might disappear."

Roulier nods at the words of his heir, but moves both ears busily.

Her hearing was capturing a rapidly weakening cyclops. You no longer have air left in your lungs, you can't even hear the bitterness. The movement slows down, and there is no power in the shaking that tries to crush the rock wall that resonates at the feet of the two.

Gradually dominating the underwater was only the sound of carnivorous fish roaring and the sound of them chewing meat.

The settlement of the battle was that close already.

The first thing I must say is that my successor did her best.

It's hard to say that things carried exactly what he wanted, combining tactics utilizing demon eyes to create so many traps in places where there was only rock and water, and to more certainly tailor the opponent, but still he accomplished it.

Yes, he's definitely done it.

Let's say it again. The heir did her best.

So, if there was something wrong with your heir, all I can say is that 'luck' was bad already.

The first thing I noticed was Roulier.

Blue killer fish was suddenly mixed with noise in the water, which was becoming dominated by noise.

It sounded like something hard could rub, bump, that kind of sound.

Late my successor also noticed.

A mysterious little particle of light began to rise from his feet.

What? I thought, I was about to fall back pretentiously. Nothing. He didn't catch his eyesight.

I leaned.

The rock wall at your feet.

A pile of rock walls.

The wall that divides the dead.

"- What?"

It's too late when I think.

The rock wall leaned, and - - collapsed.

The heir was thrown out in the water at the same time as his spine cooled to a flash of flotation.

Even in sudden circumstances, he had no time to think, no time to be calm, and no time to be confused.

The lid of the pit, the lid of the living creature, the largest large rock in this hierarchy, lost its scaffold due to the collapse of the rock wall, and descended on it as an heir.

"- Huh!!

He was an unintentionally hardened heir, visioning himself as an underling rock, but he regained his mind when he discovered a rulier thrown out in the water beside him as well. Reaching toward Roulier, he holds beside him.

(I can't swim and snort... At least if I put my foot on the bottom -)

Drop your gaze to the bottom of the water as you think during the moment.

(No, it's far away. - I can't make it!

Roulier, held aside, was calm, approximating his successor, who devoured his teeth when he rested all.

She has a bony half-eye that doesn't even make her feel like she's in crisis, and as she looks straight up at the big rock that comes down, she reaches out one cup of that little hand and touches her rock skin,

Stored large rocks.

(- So!?... an item box! Whoa, whoa, whoa, that's great, Lourier! If I go out there, I'll feed the vegetables to death!

My heir admires my partner inside, but things continue.

The storage of the large rock in the item box created a vacuum with the volume of the large rock in the water, and the water around it began to fill it, creating a complex stream of water there.

The heir is swallowed by the water stream, yet hugs and endures so that the rulier is not flushed. And when I finally took off my stiff state, the view jumped into his sight.

It was an arguably fantastic view where the rock walls that had been painstakingly built up in the water collapsed unbroken, from which the particles of light rose. Particles of light had occurred so that the rocks forming the rock walls were degraded.

It was decided to collapse.

At this moment, each and every rock that is part of a rock wall continues to disappear as a particle of light. It couldn't have collapsed.

Who could have guessed.

At least I couldn't imagine my successor.

This phenomenon that is happening now is' Restoring Dungeons'.

Same phenomenon as the walls dug by miners on one level are fixed.

Similar to the trash hole lid blocking and continuing to function as a trap as many times as possible.

An incredible feature that the dungeon has: undo in about a day no matter how much you destroy it.

Approximately a day after I started making traps. The restoration function has now been activated.

I can't blame my successor. That's a difference in perception, if you say so.

Who can tell, for example, that the many rolling rocks in this hierarchy are themselves part of the dungeon and that their movement falls under the ruin of the dungeon?

There is no such thing as bad luck.

For example, if the maneuver had been decided a few more minutes earlier, for example, if we had been able to scrape out just a few more of our opponent's HP, for example, on the contrary, if we had headed straight for the pit without considering the use of the demonic eye, a completely different end would have awaited.

But fate prank or God's harassment, it didn't turn out that way.

Hence.

Beyond the standing light particles.

From behind the blue smoke soaking in the water, he appeared.

His whole body was devoured by carnivorous fish and his ribs were almost stripped out. His left arm has already been lost, and he looks incredibly miserable to be alive, as if he can even see some of his guts. However, in contrast to his appearance, his monocular eyes were sparkling with glitter and dangerous radiance.

My eyes say things as much as my mouth. I was right about that.

A small worker of the weak was about to kill him, making him scream unnecessarily, and as his king, his pride as a mighty man, was torn apart by the Zutazuta.

Cyclops' eyes said this to his heir.

- I will definitely kill you.