The third tier floor boss, [Queen of Vampires] Carmilla.
　She had four of her subordinates, dressed in aristocratic style clothing, behind her.

　Of course, they are also 【Vampires】.
　They are not as strong as Hagenti-san, but they have extremely excellent fighting abilities.

''Strength, is it? Hmph, 【Magic Sword Hero】 Helwor, what exactly do you mean by strength you say?

'Oh?　.........and you are one of them. You think I'm just some hothead who only recognizes stegoro?

No way. I can see it in your people. You don't deny that you rely on weapons and tools. That's why the definition is so blurred. The line between what is considered strength and what is not is not clear.

　Ms. Helle twisted her head at Carmilla's words.

It's true that I don't like slumber, but it's just my nature. It's just a matter of character. It's not funny, it's just not funny.

So you have an intersubjective standard of strength?

Yeah, this one's easy. Even a kid can see that. Once the game is won, the winner is the stronger man.

　As an adventurer nerd, I wasn't surprised, as I've confirmed similar statements in past interviews.
　But Carmilla's lips were opened in a slightly surprised manner. Immediately, they returned to the form of a smile.

'I find that premise interesting. I see, indeed, if that's the case, we can answer the question that is often discussed, 'If someone poisoned the strongest person, does that make him stronger? Defeat that is imposed on the opponent without waiting for the game to be won does not prove strength.

'Yeah, so you're open to everything you guys put up, right?　This one will attack, that one will defend. We can win the game. It's just a matter of who's going to win. I don't care what you do to me.　I'm going to destroy everything and hit the Demon King.

I'm so relieved.

What?

'Shall we begin? I shall ask you to pay for the sin of hunting my men with your life.

　At Carmilla's line as she entered the role, Ms. Helle laughs fiercely with a huff.
　She was curious about it, but she didn't bother to ask.

'Go ahead,'

Then be my guest.

　Instantly, the church turned to hell.

'Huh?'

　A voice rises from the adventurers. I'm not sure who said it, as more than one person made similar noises.

　The church is large. As soon as you enter, there is an aisle in front of it that leads up to the stone platform and is covered with a red carpet.
　There was another row of stone couches lined up on either side of the aisle.

　From such a carpet and the shadows of the chairs.
　In an instant, countless blood thorns (,,,,,,) stretched out and attacked the adventurers.

''No........what is this amount?''

　Even Wraith-kun, who was always calm, twitched his eyes.
　He quickly pulled Fran-san over to him and prevented the thorns by deploying wind magic like a wall.

　But not all of them were able to deal with this.
　And the surprise didn't end there.

''This... what do you mean?''

　It's the voice of [Gunner of the Roaring Fire] Emrine.
　She is a [Gunner] who fights with a gun the size of a big man.

　She quickly tried to fire a shell at the chair that seems to be the source of the thorns, but the arm of the one supporting the gun.......fell off with a bang.

　Like a removable part, the entire gun falls to the floor.
　Carmilla puts her hand over her mouth and says with concern. The tone of her voice is so gentle that you can't help but think that she is seriously concerned.

''Are you okay?　Isn't your body becoming fragile?　You should take care of your healthy diet.......no, you should take care of your magical power management. Next time (...)

M................

I'm sorry, Aniego, I think I missed something...

　Emrine's body was wrapped in thorns as it was, and not long afterwards, magic particles shone from the gap.
　The gun also disappears.

''d*mn it!　What the hell is this........!

　[Fist fighter] Amelia-san was avoiding the thorns, popping them, grabbing them and pulling them, but at a certain moment, she lost her stance. Her legs from the knees down were collapsing into tatters.

''Meaning--''

　I don't know. I guess that's what she was going to say.
　She was surrounded by thorns that spread out to embrace her - and then she left.

'Ame-sama. ........Sister Helu, we missed something serious.......

　One of Carmilla's subordinates is piercing [Summoner] Margrette-san's chest from the front with a piercing hand.

　Her current equipment is troublesome. The costume prevents her from being caught by surprise, and the crossbones suppress the vampire's characteristics.
　So she had to take them down head on, head on, with impunity.

　Her partner, Nick, the bear sub-beast, couldn't get in to help.
　His body was crumbling and being consumed by thorns before anyone else.
　I won't give her time to summon someone or something else.

''Chii...!　Maru...!

The Avatar's structure is fragile.

　Margrette also left the stage.
　This leaves the Helvall party with only their leader.

''I won't ask you what you did,''

　Mr. Helvall is still smiling, but there is no color of amusement in it.
　No one likes to fight, but no one likes to see their friends beaten.

'Oh, you don't mind if I explain, do you?　To begin with, you should have been there from the beginning.

　A roar.

　The floor of the church flips up and Helu's figure disappears.
　I found myself swinging my fist at Carmilla.

　Carmilla also dealt with the vast amount of blood in the room by deploying it as a barrier, but they were scraped off as if they were evaporating in an instant. The impact of the blows caused the blood to splatter.

'Whatever.'

...I see.

Yeah, and you can have this back.

　What Hel-san threw on the floor - was the head of the [vampire] that made Margrette-san leave.

....!

　You ripped off Carmilla on the way to hit her.
　Even though you're going too fast for a straight line, to hunt one 【Vampire】 with a detour.　

　Looking down from the neck, it seems that the magical organs are also crushed.
　Helu-san stomps the head without even looking at it.
　There's no way to regenerate with this. Magic particles dance. Exit.

'You're the only one who can control this amount, right?　I mean, I could hunt you and that would be it.

Do you really think someone so easily hunted is going to be appointed floor boss?

You know what? I don't care. When there's a fight, I'm going to win.

Don't get too worked up about it. It's true that the hospitality is a bit more casual than the usual intruders.

"...hahaha. She's a joke.

　Thorns tangled around Helu. The thorns dug into her body, and the thorns dug into her skin.
　But she takes a step forward. She doesn't stop. Step by step, she approaches Carmilla again.

''........Are you really a human?''

You know.

　Carmilla clawed at her own wrist with increased vigilance.
　The blood flowing from her torn wrist quickly morphed into a sword for the Lord.

'I'm sorry, I'm not much of a fistfighter.

Go ahead.

　The battle continues.