Kurokiri is proud of his careful preparation.

In fact, he was right.

The information obtained from the guild newspaper as well as from torturing the guild officials left no doubt that Rana Prata was an adventurer of exceptional ability.

Skill - [Breathing].
Probably, just breathing is a skill to gain experience.

A man chosen by God.

When I learned that the battle that made me, Kurokiri, inactive was the first day of the attack, I was overcome with a fury that drove me mad.

It was all caused by Rana Prata.

The recovery of Prine Lamode failed, the request for Reynoldo Blanco Nogueira Franca failed. The nobleman turned against us and dared us to attack him, killing all of his comrades.

Our clan of assassins was destroyed by the lord of Franca.

I happened to be the only one who survived, as I was on a different mission, but my entire family was slaughtered. My father, mother, brother and sister were all killed.
Franka was imprisoned by Rana Prata and God's Eyes, someone killed her, and I lost the chance for revenge.

---- No.

There is still a chance.

It was all caused by Rana Prata.

If only he had not interfered at that time.

Without Rana Prata none of this would have happened.

That's why I'm going to kill him.

I will kill him.

But... he's a man of God's chosen skill. I can't even get close to him.

Then...

.........................

Kurokiri is proud of his careful preparation.

And so it was.

His left arm, which had been broken, was revived by a forbidden spell. This arm, like the tentacles of an octopus, is part of the demon's body. By making a pact with the devil, he gained terrifying power.

The fact that I was able to send Rana Prata to this place by means of the transfer crystal, the fact that I was able to set up an impenetrable barrier, and the fact that I was able to block his means of teleportation, were all effects of this left arm.

Combining his high-level assassin skills with his demonic powers, he has disguised himself as a temporary floor boss and this place as the boss's room.

Hence, no one can enter here. No one can leave.

Unless he defeats himself.

.........................

Kurokiri is proud of his careful preparations.

This left arm is not just a disguise. It is also for strangling Rana Prata, who has grown frighteningly strong.

To obtain it, he made a pact with the devil. I took a guild official into my hands. I have already completely lost the blessings of the gods that I receive as an adventurer. Even my past history of escaping from the eyes of the gods and trafficking in human beings has probably been exposed by their minions, such as God's Eyes.

And it doesn't matter.

As long as I can kill Rana Prata.

As long as I can avenge my family.

.........................

Kurokiri is proud of his careful preparations.

But...

Why?

He barely managed to speak as he fell to the ground.





At the same time that I saw the black mist, my body was moving.

His eyes moved left and right. I unconsciously follow his gaze. The right side is a decoy, the left side is a decoy, and the left side is a decoy, too. My feet. His foot moves. He takes a breath, slumps slightly, and moves into a fighting stance,

Already then,

'--gahaha!

My spear had pierced through his solar plexus. I flipped him over and slammed him to the ground. I suck in a breath. Breathing.

Why?

The octopus-like left arm, transformed by the black mist, is wriggling. Slowly. I bound his ki with my breathing technique, and with the Dragon God Sword I created, I slashed at his shoulder with it.

Geez!

Black mist screaming. Spattering blood. The split left arm was flailing about, so I chopped it up with a wind spell, which quieted it down.

'Aagu......! Guaaaahhh ......!'

The black mist panting beneath me remains noisy.
I spin the spear, which is still piercing through his torso, with my right hand. My Lord! He needs time for repentance.

Where the hell did you put Prine?

'Gaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa......!'

'--heal.

With the spear in my hand, I will cast a healing spell as the Lord leads me. A pale light shines on the severed surface of his left arm, healing the wound of the black mist.

'I ask you again. Where is Prine?
'You ...... Rana Prata, you are ......!
'I'm asking you where are you ......!

I cut off both his legs so he couldn't escape.

'Aaaaaaahhhhhh!

I'll cast another healing spell on you to restore your strength enough to speak.

Kurokiri opened his mouth.

'I haven't done ...... anywhere ....... The girl is on the 17th layer. ....... You're the only one who moved her, Rana Prata ......!
'What the ......?'
'All I want is revenge ......! Revenge on you! My family was killed by Franca, and you are the cause of it!

Franca ......? Ah, that nobleman.


So the Assassin's Clan that Franca killed were these guys?
Evil souls everywhere.

You've got a vendetta against me. You're the one who kidnapped Prine!
'You, I see, you're a killjoy ......! This killing spirit that only someone who has killed a human being can give! You killed Franka! Ha-ha-ha-ha! Oh, you, you killed him!
'I don't know, man.
'I will kill, I will kill, I will kill you, Rana Prata! I will kill you myself!
'...... you can't do it.'

The top rank of the Thief, the Assassin. His job level is about 10. That means... 20 at the start, plus 40 for the Thief, plus 20 for the Assassin. --Plane level is 80 at most.

There is no way that I, with a plain level of 256 (...), can compete with such a level, even if I changed my left arm to a monster.

I'll kill you, I'll kill you, I'll kill you ......!

The black mist spitting curses at me, as if in pain and anger it has forgotten its own self. Conversation is no longer possible.
Seeing this, I regain my composure.

'Your soul that has fallen into darkness, in the name of God, I will at least purify it. Shut up.

I don't know if Prine is really still in the 17th layer, but for now I have no choice but to trust what he says.
As long as we return to the 17th layer, we can locate her with our detection skills. We can immediately go to the save point at layer 10 and teleport back to layer 17.

The question is, what to do with this guy. .......

'Kukukukuk...... haha! You can't teleport! Your teleportation and transfer crystals are sealed by me!
'You son of a b*tc* ......'

I was going to turn you in to the guild, but now I'm going to have to sanction you.
No, if Prine isn't at the 17th floor, we'll have to get him to talk. Until then, we have to keep her alive. .......

'Good, Rana Prata......! Kill Franka! You too have fallen to the outsider. ......! Then good, fine! I, too, will fall further into outiquity!
'Oh? Don't you see this outfit? I'm a saint now. Besides--''

There's nothing you can do. He reads the black fog's breath. He won't even let us use the item.

But-- the black fog woke it up.

I'll turn myself into darkness and send a report to you!

--This breath. Ecstasy, excitement, and reverent intention ......!

Before I knew it, the black winds that had been rolling in had stopped (...).

'Nah--'.

Behind you.

As if I hadn't noticed.

He was there just now, no, five seconds ago.

I didn't know he was there for five seconds.

It's not magic or stealth. It's as if you've just been made aware of the fact that he was there five seconds ago.

Messerdevil......!

2Mertl's tall, lanky musculature, a single horn on his forehead, and bat-like black wings on his back.

The devil was there.

The demon laughed at the assassin who fell at my feet.

'--Good, Kurokiri. I have received your will. A true contract is made.

'Dear Messer Devil, ......! What, ......?'

With a sigh, Krokili's body swelled up.

What? Huh? Why? Oh no! Master Messerdevil! I--''

Oh no!

I jumped back as quickly as I could. Immediately after, Kurokiri's body explodes.

Boom!

'd*mn--you ......!'

I stare at the messer-devil and grunt. I was hit by the shockwave from the rupture, and took some damage.

'So you're Rana Prata, are you? It seems that my people have taken care of you.

'So it's a different individual. ...... okay. You fools, you defy the gods of the dungeon. I'll cleanse you, too.

'--Can you do it?

Messerdevil laughed, and at that moment, a chill ran through me.
You realize instantly.
This guy is something else.

--What the hell, this is ......! The ones on the 5th layer are like this: ......!

'Of course. He's been down five levels. I don't know how my people let their guard down, but there's no way the humans can compete with us demons.

'Excellent, ......! I'll send you to the Lord's lap, just like that demon. ......!

I close the distance in one step, and my holy spear thrusts between the Messerdevil's eyebrows. It is expected until it is avoided. It is also expected that the enemy's fists and legs will harden and shoot back at me.

But I did not expect him to aim the holy spear at me.



Gee!

My spear is bounced off the wall, the messer devil swings his next fist in a flowing motion, fast, impossible to defend, impossible to counterattack, a blow to the neck, I have no other choice,

Blah, blah, blah!

I become a tramp with the clown skill "Instant Evasion" and take a stance behind the Messerdevil. I suck in a breath.

Hou'!
Kasumigayeshi.

Tch tch tch tch tch tch tch!

I move toward the devil, just in time to avoid a front left kick like a cannonball from the Messer Devil. Bow step stand. My body sinks and I disappear from his sight. With a watery motion, I place my hands on its torso. --Martial arts,

Gong qi zhang!

Boom!

Messerdevil blown backwards. No, he escaped backward just in time to release his chi. My attack only slightly destroyed his abdomen.

However, I could not completely avoid Messerdevil's left front kick, which left a big bruise on my right cheek.

Is this all you got, human?
'You son of a b*tc*! ......!'

Wiping his cheek, he reads his enemy's breathing. You can't use healing magic. If you do that now, you'll lose your head.

--I have to get rid of this guy and go save Prine. ......!

I try my best to control my breathing as I feel impatience building up in my heart. --Please, Lord, give Prine some respite.

I readjusted my sacred spear and was about to try my next attack,

'No--I'm afraid this is as far as we go.

Suddenly, the enemy released his posture.
The pressure is gone. But there is no opening to strike.

'What the hell do you think you're doing ......!
I mean that literally. Time is running out. This pseudo-warding created by Kurokiri cannot sustain my presence. The objective has been achieved.

I slowly close the door a step. But he's still the same.

See you again, Rana Prata. Next time, yes, in more depth.

And then..,

Suddenly, the messer devils drowned out. The only thing I remember is that he had not been there for five seconds, just as he had been when he came.

--I don't understand. What was I confronting for the last five seconds?

But it doesn't matter.

I suppress my impulse and look around me. As I left the small room, I saw another adventurer fighting a monster in front of me.

What the heck?
What the hell are you?
Gaaaah!

The wards seem to have been broken. I cast an auxiliary spell on myself.

Heal Wind, Exorcism, Quick.

He healed her wounds with healing winds, cast a purifying ward, and increased her speed. He swings his spear arm.

--Goshaaa!

The holy spear pierced the wall. The head of the monster rampaging monkey is pierced through the tip of the spear.

'Hee-hee ......!
''What, the monk who broke ......!

Adventurers fear and fight, but ignore them. I skewer the attacking monster with a thrust without looking, and without even waiting for it to return to the mist, I look at the path leading to the stairs.

I start to run.

--Wait for me, Prine!

Like me, Prine may be trapped in the raid boss room. He probably can't use the pit-back or the transfer crystals right now.



He must be fighting alone against two raid bosses.



I don't have to think about it. He can't do that. He can't defeat even a single slime without me. No matter how high her level rises... no matter how much powerful magic she learns... Prine can't fight alone. She can't even run away without me.

--Prine! Prine! Prine! Please, please, please. ......!

The frustration that makes me feel like I'm going crazy clashes with his lesson of remaining calm at all times.

--Don't be in a hurry, don't be in a hurry, don't be in a hurry, don't be in a hurry, don't be in a hurry! Hurry, hurry, hurry, hurry, hurry. Hurry, hurry, hurry-- calmly.

It is my brain that gives two seemingly contradictory commands to my mind and body, which are in a state of flux. I run down the shortest route without wasting a single step.

I run through the boss room where the Minotaur was, and then I see a King Crab that is having a raid battle with some provisional party right in front of me, so I punch it to sink it, and in the desert where it's hard to run, I use my [War Technique] Charge repeatedly to fly through.

'--Hoo ......!

Just as she was once kidnapped, I run to Prine again.

From the tenth to the seventeenth layer.

Like the wind.





Layer 17.

A large room where raid bosses appear.

The mage, who is trapped in the room and warded by the fallen Assassin, is standing alone, dumbfounded.

Mr.--Ra-kun .......

His legs trembled, his hands shook, his whole body shook, his tongue was dry, he could not stop crying, he could not chant, he could not even cry,

--Goaahhhhhhhh!


A three-melted red ogre equipped with sword and shield and a two-melted black ghost wearing a staff and vestments roared at the adventurers who entered their territory.

''What the--!

Prine stood crying in front of the two raid bosses. She couldn't wipe her tears or even squat. Her body would not listen. In front of her are killers several times larger than herself. Two of them. They are staring at me, trying to kill me.



--Ra-kun, Ra-kun, Ra-kun, Ra-kun, Ra-kun, Ra-kun, Ra-kun, Ra-kun!!!

I didn't even feel scared. I didn't even have time to be afraid. I just felt cold in my hands and feet, my heart felt small as if it was being squeezed, I felt cold all over my body, and I couldn't move at all, as if I was bound by an invisible rope. I remembered the day my mother abandoned me. I remembered the day I was beaten for no reason at the orphanage. I remembered the day my sister hit me at Lamode's house. I remember the day my friend threw me into the river.

Even if the opponent in front of me is a slime, I don't think I can win now.

Because I am no match for even an ordinary man.

I can't fight.

Rana... who always helped me... is gone.

No one.

Only myself.

A red ogre takes a step forward. It sniffs, as if to taunt me for being frightened. The act is also terrifying and makes you tremble, because you do not even feel the fear.

Prine just stands there.

She did not know which one was the warrior type and which one was the mage type.