Usotsuki Senki, Meikyu wo Yuku

One man held his breath in the woods of the twenty-first tier.

The man is an intermediate adventurer who has given up on going first. Twenty-one hierarchy followed, twenty-two hierarchy. Prior to that terrain, he was an intermediate and inferior adventurer who was broken in will by adventure and was everywhere frustrated.

When I was younger, I forgot my intentions when I was breathing that I could go anywhere, and now I mainly use the twenty-first tier as a hunting ground, hunting demons safely for a living.

At the end of the man's gaze is a demon called Zika.

Primarily attack with sharp corners, but with a wide field of view. Even if I pull over from behind, I get my head cracked with a back kick. He is one of the monsters of the new adventurers here.

Nevertheless, for a man accustomed to this hierarchy, he is never a mighty enemy unless he mishandles it. Experience shows that it is a delicious demon, and sometimes it makes a lot of money.

Large forests spread over twenty-first tier. The trees that hide themselves are never the only ones that give advantages to demons. If you kill the signs and find the demon as soon as possible, you will be fed by the adventurer's side.

It is the man's theory that what we need in the woods is to clear our ears. This forest is not a forest of nature. The only ones who are there are almost determined demons and adventurers. If you get used to it, you can tell which demon it is just by hearing the noise. The man who decides this hierarchy as a hunting ground could almost refer to the Lord of the Sound of Things if he heard the sound of tearing up the grass.

Determine your opponent by sound, hide yourself and advance the fight to your advantage.

That was the fighting style built by the man.

I hunt demons today without being forced, do a drink at the liquor store and go home and sleep. A man who was licking his tongue to hunt a corner jika he also found for it accidentally glanced at him.

There's a noise.

The man's ears rocked the grass and caught the approaching sound sensitively.

The man caught a tongue slap that seemed to leak out of frustration. This current situation where you are trying to hide yourself and strike an unexpected blow. If you're a novice demon, it's troublesome, and if you're an adventurer, you could be taken away from your prey.

Either way, the man was confused when he heard me try to find out who it was.

The sound of flying through the trees. This is good. Probably the sound of a tree kicking up and jumping on and off the trees. But I jump on a branch of a tree, and at the same time, I hear a noise of goo.

The man gets confused.

What is this noise?

There are several kinds of demons that fly and move through trees on this twenty-first level, but after they jump, they don't know who the sounds are like they're spraying something.

Desperately explores memory, but nothing resembles the memory of a proud man who knows all about the twenty-first hierarchy. In the end the sound approached and revealed its identity to the immediate vicinity of the man who was hiding himself unknowingly.

The red vertical roll was flying.

No, she's a girl with burning brilliant redheads in vertical rolls, to be exact. The girl is kicking up a tree and traveling fast and 3D.

Jet injection ejecting from its longitudinal roll as an accelerator.

Along the way, the girl, who jumped high, sprayed a flame hard from its red single vertical roll, gliding over the woods.

The girl's movement was a glittering flight like a meteor running through the sky.

Crap man goes after a girl who flies with the same behavior as a corner jika.

The girl, who appeared only for a moment, drops her gaze while she jumps up and glides. He smiles and waves at the sight of the man who is supposed to be killing the signs of how he noticed in that moment.

Why was it found? The girl lands in the woods again, putting aside the amazement of a swollen man coupled with that shocking way of traveling. Try to jump through the trees and move on. The move was very quick and quickly invisible.

The man was so frightened by the situation.

I wonder what it was, that one. I wonder why the flames were spraying from the girl's vertical roll.

As if to an unrealistic sight, the man miraculously found the answer.

Magic.

I see. Forcing myself to convince myself.

This world is huge. I wonder if there could be one person with a vertical roll as the source of magic.

That's how I sort my mind out and calm down.

At any rate, the target is a little ahead of us. The girl in the vertical roll spraying the fire, once forgotten, concentrates on the prey in front of her.

Fortunately, no corner jika ever moved into the present encounter. He's a belligerent demon to humans, but he just didn't want to go after the girl who flew away at high speed. I was in a bad mood for a while, but eventually broke my knee on the spot.

All right, now it's time.

The man who thought so and embarked on a journey shook his shoulder.

Another footstep that a man can't remember is approaching.

Now what? The man hisses his breath even more and concentrates on the sound.

Sooner and later, heavy objects continue to sound. also makes the sound of stirrups and grass trees swinging, and occasionally trees bending and bouncing.

There's no way anything stranger will come out than a flying vertical roll. At this time. I don't care if the field boss pops up. So somehow, even my tiny brain can accept it.

That's what I prayed for, but something terrible popped up.

Something came up.

There was something out there that I could only say was. If you're strong enough to describe it, it was something with four golden legs

Four legs crouched and moved, kicking the ground so as to tap it to the ground, sometimes entangled in a tree to lift the body forward.

Four legs that seem thick and stubborn. If you look at the root it is growing, there is still something golden. Probably the main body. Is it wrapped like a cocoon, or is it that kind of organism in the first place? There are four giant legs growing out of it, wrapped in circles.

While the man was losing himself to the emergence of too much, a corner jika rang.

What a praiseworthy courage, a corner jika jumps ambitiously at its mysterious creatures. That demons attack means maybe they're human? Even the thought that came to mind only for a moment, the man dismisses it immediately. That is definitely not human. Because humans are organisms that walk on two legs. It doesn't look like humanity to me in the first place. That must be it. Demons, people, things that cross the border.

While the man is in a crucible of confusion, a corner zika storms the horn of his head at that mysterious creature that emerged.

Go. Pierce! For the first time in his life, the man who was unconsciously making a fist grip supported the demon.

"Ah."

But mercilessly, too lightly, his golden leg crushes a corner of the zika. Pup, it's a one-sided ravage where the phonetic sounds look good.

Heavy-duty squashed corner zika becomes rusty and dusty.

The world was abnormal.

The four-legged mysterious creature moves forward without looking at the demon he crushed himself. The way he was making more and more footsteps, he boasted exactly the majesty of the destroyer.

The man could only shake quietly and hide. I can't even think of the anger of being plundered with my prey. It's just that I only knew fear of the golden mysterious creature, and there's no way I could imagine it being made of human vertical rolls.

Has this forest become such a monster wandering?

What should we do with the rest of our lives and change our hunting grounds? In the ear of a man holding his head, the sound of the grass swinging again penetrates.

Now what? A man who opens a sort of enlightenment as to whether even the monster that ends the world will come out, and who also renounces his efforts to hide himself, looks back at the sound.

"Those rotten tentacles...... you finally seriously joined the monster! What are you looking for? Seriously!

She was a normal girl.

She was a very normal girl whose brown skin was just characterised by an inhuman appearance called silver hair.

The girl with the spear runs with some poison. Without spraying the flame from the vertical roll, without crushing the demon with four legs that don't make sense, he kicks the ground with his own two legs and moves on.

The man exhales and sincerely thinks.

It's nice to be human.

Tears somehow spilled over at the very normal appearance of the girl who was leaving. I really don't know why. But the man wiped his own tears spilling, determined.

In the meantime, let's report what we just saw to the guild. It could be a precursor to some massive anomaly in the labyrinth. Report this and retire. Let's go back to the country. Slowly, let's live by biting our struggles as normal people.

The man, who had so decided, withdrew his tears and slowly proceeded in the opposite direction of the girls' departure.