Gurtiger howled. With an agility that didn't match his huge frame, he quickly closed in on the four of us.

I'll take it!

I yell, stepping forward. I try to defend myself against the beast's attack with the small shield "Berkleur" on my left arm and the mithril sword in my right hand.

Its claws and fangs are so sharp that they could easily tear through steel. It is impossible to attack it head-on, so I take a parry stance,

'--whole shield!

The spell cast by Prine, who is in the rearmost guard, arrives. This is a defensive spell that temporarily increases the protection provided by the jobs of everyone in the party--and by extension, by the gods.

My defense becomes stronger. I catch the claw that I should not be able to catch with a firm frontal grip,

'SOUGH!

With a strange shout, Gigi reaped Gurtiger's belly with his stick.

No, it was not a walking stick, but a cane!

At first glance, it looks like a magician's walking stick, but in fact it is a concealed weapon with a blade inside.

Its sharpness is not bad.

With a light swing of the blade, it sliced through the soft flesh of Gurtiger's belly, drawing two lines of blood.

--GURUUUUUUUUUUH!

The monster screams in bewilderment at the unexpected attack. But..,

'--Makkyu*gbatrneka'.

A spell in the monster's own language reached our ears. It's the magic of the demonologist.

Heal!

Gurtiger's wounds heal quickly. He was healed by the enemy mage.

Gigi laughs nervously.

I guess we're back to square one. Let's have a word here.

With a snap, he pulled a flower out of his hat.

Mmm, smells good.
'............ that?'
'No, it doesn't have any effect.
'............ hey there'.

Seriously, it doesn't mean anything. I'm impressed that he's a clown, but give me a break.

'............ what's the #?
'............ guruh?'

I can't help but notice that your enemies are wondering why you're doing this.

Ha-ha-ha! Well, here we go!

Gigi throws a flower as high as he can. The petals scatter and dance around.
This is...

'Now, Miss Prine!

'--Well, demon particles, reap what you sow! Pyro Ray!

It's a prearranged coordination. I never thought I'd use it in a place like this.
The flames from Prine's staff head straight for the hexenbiest and the mage. But..,

'Fu&ga fRrrr!

Pow!

The water ice spikes "ice pickle" shot by the demonologist canceled out the flames. Prine's flames froze and shattered.
Sparkling ice crystals are scattered around, and a mist is created.

From behind the white haze..,

--Oh, my God!

Grutiger leaps out. I'm his target. But..,

Quick!

Interrupting the heal I had prepared, Martina cast a spell to increase the speed of the whole party.

My body moved like the wind.

Ah!

The beast slashes to get under the beast. My body and Gurtiger's intersect, and there is a spray of blood.

It wasn't mine.

It's the hexenbiest's.

--He's going to kill me!

Gurtiger's right paw spins in the air. As we passed each other, I swung my mithril sword at him, slicing off his thick leg.

Makkyu*gbattrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!

The demonologist hurriedly cast heal, but it did not seem to regenerate the entire leg. The section of Gurtiger's right leg was blocked and the bleeding stopped, but that was only a stopgap measure.

Gigi, whose speed has increased as well, approaches the enemy mage as soon as he casts heal.

Hya-hoo!

The wielder mixes slashes with thrusts with his staff and inflicts wounds on the Satanist. Although it is not an effective blow, it is enough to stop the enemy's magic.

Strike the beast! Prine!
'Yes, sir! --Firelight!

An oversized fireball passes by me as I run toward Gurtiger, who has lost his balance, and closes in on the enemy. The Pyro Ray would have burned me, but the Firelight is easier to coordinate with.

--Gosh!

The hexenbiest dodged. I was running toward it, ready to stab it,

'Whoa!

I aimed a thrust at his heart, but it pierced through the base of his left front leg, just in time for him to turn around.

--Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no!

Grutiger screams with a mithril sword growing on his left leg.
I pull it out before it snaps, and I run after the beast that is falling back, determined not to let it escape.
The enemy mage, too, is tossed about by Gigi-san's clownish and bizarre movements, and falls back.
I shout.

You can do it! Push in!

Me aiming at the hexenbiest. Gigi-san aiming at the mage.





But then.

The demonologist smiled.



The two enemies switched positions like a magic trick. I was aiming at the hexenbiest, and Gigi was aiming at the mage. But in front of us is the opposite of each other.

Boom!

The sound of the wind.
The tail of the whip-like Gurtiger attacked Gigi,

''Muh!

Snap.

The cane that caught him was easily snapped off, and the tail of the magical beast knocked Gigi's torso away like a toy. And then..,

'--MaGp sa@nu:ugh'.

The demonologist casts a spell. At that moment, a purple mist appeared around the area.
He quickly swings his sword, but it makes no impression. He cannot see his enemies or even his allies.
Is this the aim - to divide us?

'Martina-san, heal Gigi-san! Prine, stay where you are and I'll be right there!
'Gigi! Wait for me, now--!
Yes, yes!

I hear Martina's heels coming from somewhere. I retreat to the prine I remembered.

'Rah!
'Lady Rana!

There was Martina, who was heeling Prine and Gigi. They easily succeed in joining up with each other.
But it's strange, if the purpose is not to divide, what is this fog ....... What on earth is the purpose of this fog?

Prine, realizing this, exclaims.

This magic is "Dazzle"! And mix that with Hypnosis ......!

As soon as they said this, Martina and Gigi fell asleep. They fell down on the spot and went into a coma. Prine, who was wearing a sleep-resistant hair ornament, managed to hold on. I switch my breathing to that of a sleep patient.

Then several ( ) glutigers and demonologists appear around us.

Whoops!

I dodge the attacks of the monsters and slash at them, but they disappear with a whimper. The same goes for the Satanist.
Prine, who had fired a firelight and also missed into the void, shouted.

'This ...... isn't real! It's all an illusion, Ra!
'A combination of sleep and hallucination ......? I see.'

I groan.

Martina and Gigi are asleep, and I can't expect them to support my recovery and attacks.
Even Prine, who is resistant to the attacks, could fall asleep at any moment.
The boss of the 5th layer.
This is a pinch--

'I don't think so, though.

I laugh.

'Saves me the trouble.

I only told them they were warrior level 15. So-- so I couldn't use it. That skill.

I'll take that, Prine!
Yes!

I readjusted my mithril sword and looked beyond the fog.