The second day of the dungeon attack... the Reys cleared the ground floor without difficulty and were now in the forest upstairs.

"I didn't have rock plants after all. I wish they were in the same place."

　It's Rellieu to mutter so.
　I'd like to bring back a flower made of rock as a souvenir to my wife, Shuminine.
　That's how you must have thought.
　But on the left side of the Y-shaped road, I stopped by the rocky plant yesterday and found nothing there.
　In other words, plants made of rock are no more than that once they are pulled out.

"Well, there's no fruit in it... and that's why it's not funny to have no rocky plants."

　Nearby trees...they overfished the fruit yesterday, muttering Ray as he looked at a tree with little fruit left on its branches.
　Still, some fruits are still bearing fruit, either because they forgot to be harvested yesterday or because they were too small to be harvested today.
　Ray didn't know why, but he doesn't bother to pick it today because of the small number of fruits.
　...however, it was the act of yellow flying in the air, picking the fruit, carrying it under the cet, and eating it together.

"First of all... the question is which way you go."

　Given that it is a dungeon forest, it is only natural that Ray and others have come here for the first time.
　That being the case, there can be no convenient road in the woods.
　Instead, we could find some animal trails that monsters and animals thought to have taken.
　But given the many paths, we don't know what monsters are going to be in which direction.
　From the size of the animal trail, you can predict how many animals and monsters have passed by... but as long as you don't know what kind of monsters and animals are in this dungeon, it's only a light guide.
　Therefore, Ray and his colleagues were concerned about where to go.

"Why don't you go first to the one with the great beast's path? You ought to defeat the great man of this forest, that is, the strong enemy, as soon as possible."

　Being strong is never the same meaning as being strong, but for Vihela, if you're going to fight anyway, a strong opponent is better.
　It was a suggestion in that sense.
　There were some other opinions, but in the end there was nothing particular to be decided... and in the end they would follow Vichela's suggestion and follow the great beastly path.





"Well... there aren't as many monsters coming out as I thought."

　Three oaks lie beneath Vichela's discontented feet.
　It would be obvious from the fact that all three of them had their necks broken and looked elsewhere.
　The Oaks, who attacked the Vihelas for their good looks, were trampled down unilaterally, and in less than a minute their bodies were exposed.
　Ray puts such an oak corpse in a mysterious ring without particular surprise.
　Given the strength of the Vihela, I had no idea from the beginning that three or so oaks would do something about it.

"It's hard to tell if the dungeon is new or not."

　It was Rellieu who muttered while looking around.
　There aren't many monsters coming out yet, given that they have vast spaces like the forest on this second floor.
　If this had been a higher ranking...that's what Vanilla would have struggled with if monsters like Basilisk and Cocatris had appeared like yesterday.

"Gruly!"

　The set rings sharply as if in response to such words from Relieu.
　Those present notice a mixture of vigilance in their voices and prepare themselves for an immediate battle.
　The least aggressive of them, Buehne, moved to the back of the line and held his long hand for immediate support.
　And for a few seconds... suddenly a huge beetle emerges from the bushes that grew nearby.
　It has a smooth gloss, but it still looks vicious... and that's the size of a man's head that can easily be put into his mouth, and eventually he reveals everything from behind the bushes.
　It's safe to call it a giant bird.
　Birds, however, were specialized in running on the ground rather than flying.

(Ostrich?)

　That's Ray's first impression of a bird monster.
　The body is actually similar to an ostrich, but its leg muscles are incomparably more developed than those seen on TV or in books, and its body is wrapped in green plumage that is overwhelmingly more voluminous than an ostrich.
　And most importantly, it differs from an ostrich in that it has a horn extending from its forehead.
　It would be more accurate to describe the horn as a blade.

"Grimbo!"

　Marina's mouth screams of surprise at the ostrich-like monster.
　Before hearing Marina's voice... she must have already been aware of the Ray's presence.
　The monster, called the Grimbo, opens up a large beetle at the sight of the lays.

"Everyone, fall! Wind brace!"

　The Rays react instantly to Marina's cry, who knows the power of a monster called Grimbo.
　If this had been Goltz's adventurer, he would not have been able to react so quickly to Marina's voice.
　What? What? I was surprised to hear that all of a sudden...

"Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh!"

　The next moment he would have been hit by a windbreth that had come off his beak.
　It's called Windbrace, but it's not just the wind that came out of Grimbo's mouth.
　The wind is full of what we call the blade of the wind, and if you eat your wind brace properly, you'll have your whole body cut to pieces.
　The blade of the wind itself has sharp cutting power, but the wound is not so large.
　But what happens when there are countless blades of the small wind?
　It would be as if you had been slashed all over with countless razors.
　In the case of the Lays, they immediately avoided the Windbreath following Marina's instructions, but how powerful it was... that would be evident by the countless small scratches on the trunk of the tree growing beside them.

"Bring your head!"

　Avoid windbrace, kick in Slapnil's shoes and kick in the air.
　Ray's hand, which had shrunk its distance with Grimbo like a triangular jump, held a death-size from the mistling.
　the blade of death that is wielded in that way
　Desize, whose magic had greatly increased the sharpness of the sword, had no resistance... to cut off the Grimbo's head as easily as if he had cut water.
　As with ostriches, the long neck of the ostriches made it possible for him to aim at a large place, which was probably a fatal misfortune.
　When a giant head falls to the ground, the wind brace that was spitting out naturally disappears.
　And perhaps because of the sharpness of the cut, there was a little time lag before blood spouted from the severed neck.

"There are others!"

　Grimbos are probably monsters that act in groups rather than alone.
　Ray shouts when he sees a Grimbo emerge from a nearby bush, distancing himself from the blood that blows out of his fallen Grimbo's neck.
　At Ray's voice, others immediately go into battle.
　Three new Grimbos have emerged from the bushes.
　One of them is still childish, about half the size of the others.

"Oh my gosh!"

　Just as all but Ray go into battle, so do the three Grimbos.
　But if you give Grimbo time, he's in danger of getting the same wind brace that Ray knocked down earlier.
　Others who understand it carry out attacks at once to prevent Grimbo from attacking them.
　The first thing that moved was Vihela.
　Kick the ground and close the gap with the Grimbo, they try to cut off the Grimbo's throat with magical claws.
　But Grimbo, who had been targeted by Vihela, might have noticed the approaching Vihela, and immediately tried to intercept it with a kuchibashi...

"Oops!"

　The next moment a long hand released by Bune stuck into the eye, screamed... and screamed with surprise and pain at the intense pain of the eye, and was cut off by a magic claw.
　However, unlike Ray's case, he didn't cut his head, he just cut it.
　Of course it's a fatal wound, but it doesn't mean immediate death.
　Spouting blood from his neck like a fountain, Grimbo starts running to escape from the spot.

"Can you still move in this state!"

　Vihela had expected to have his head cut and move a little, but it was quite unexpected that he would run away at full speed in the situation.
　Surprised by the sight of a Grimbo running from his neck...by the side of such a Vihela, a whip-like Mirage passes by.
　Having caught up with the running Grimbo, Mirage entangled his leg with a whip-like blade... and cut it off at once.
　No matter how much your head is cut, you can move around freely, but you need feet to run.
　The missing Grimbo hits the ground at its running speed and rolls around.
　Of the remaining two Grimbo's, the supposed child had been blocked by Marina's Spirits of the Wind and blown up in the head by a blow to the forefoot by Seto.
　...unlike the Grimbo that Vichela had knocked down, he was kept from moving by the magic of spirits, and he never ran away with his head gone.However, the meaning of having one's head cut apart is completely different from that of having one's head cut apart.
　And the last one... ...was using his swordmanship, cutting off his head as he did in Ray's case.
　He tried to attack Rellieu, who had come close to him, with his proud cut-off, but the blow was easily avoided by Rellieu and his head was cut off in a straightforward motion.
　Grimbo, who was beheaded with a stroke of force, plunges to the ground.
　Blood is pouring out of his neck and wetting the ground, but that's nothing special for Lerrew.
　After less than a minute of fighting, there is a strong smell of blood all around.

"Ray has an item box, doesn't he? Then why don't you leave here? You can smell the blood and other monsters might attack you."

　No one objected to Rellieu's opinion, and Ray quickly stored Grimbo's body in a mistling and left.

"But after the yellowbirds, that Grimbo monster was also a bird monster. Is this dungeon... or, in this forest, a bird monster the main thing?"
"Oh, but there were three kinds: goblin, cobold, and oak. If you fall outside the dungeon and die, or if you encounter them upstairs, you probably live somewhere in this forest?"

　Vichela's words remind Ray that.
　It was only natural that there were nests of these monsters somewhere, as they fell from the dungeon doorway almost every day and died.
　And with only one Y-road on the ground floor and no other such place, it would be natural to consider this forest to be the home of the goblins.

"Every day I go down the stairs to the ground floor, and I doubt that he is dead when he falls down."
"A reconnaissance? ... I don't know why, but if you find something that seems to be the case, you'd better deal with it."

　The way to deal with this is to kill all the goblins, covorts and oaks in their homes.
　If they do so, the inhabitants of Goltz will not be able to collect the magical stones, sites, and materials of the monster that died under the cliff.
　Ray knew it, but it was the latter, of course, if he were told that it was not a gain to fight on his own, but rather a gain to fish for dead bodies that had died in accidents, or a pain in repelling the goblins every time he was attacked.