Mannen D-rank No Chuunen Boukensha, Yotta Ikioi De Densetsu No Ken Wo Hikkonuku

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!?

Krusche's screams echo within the dungeon.

"Uh-huh."

"Uh-oh."

Meanwhile, there were fluttering people roaming with a loud groan.

Worn clothes on blue and white face, peeled off skin everywhere.

Some guys have eyeballs hanging out of their orbits, others are full of blood.

Zombies.

That is an undead monster.

"Hey, Krusche. If you scream like that, they'll keep coming together."

"~ ~ ~ ~"

Krusche rushes to block his own mouth with both hands.

Not very good ears, but the zombies about fifty meters over there don't look like they've noticed this way.

It's been awhile since I officially united with Krusche.

We are now going beyond the burning volcanic floor to challenge the sixth tier.

This sixth floor is called the graveyard floor and so on, and demons like zombies, skeletons, and mummy men are said to emerge.

Its purpose is to obtain a Level 6 challenge, [Resentment Stone] that seems to be dropped by a high-ranking undead monster.

"Is it possible that this is the first time Kursche has also come to this hierarchy?

Krusche held his head and squatted, shaking his neck weakly and vertically.

"... I've only been here once before... but I abandoned it and ran away..."

My voice is trembling.

Krusche doesn't seem to like undead monsters.

"So, are you okay? …

Krusche shook his head left and right with a pale face.

"That's right. It's okay! I'm not alone this time! Heh heh heh heh heh!

I know you're strong, but that's what he says, and let's keep exploring.

"Here, this way, heh heh heh"

Fear has made him some strange language, but Krusche wrapped a cloth around his fist.

Sure, even I don't like hitting zombies with my bare hands.

At the beginning, we move closer to the earlier zombie herd.

It was just three bodies, so I decided to deal with them one at a time.

"Ahhh."

My slash will slash the right arm of the zombie.

But the zombie, who feels no pain, jumps as if nothing happened.

When I saw a spike in its abdomen, the blade fell off to the other side.

"Uh-huh."

Despite the blade eating deep into his belly, he opens his zombie mouth, stretches his neck, and tries to bite me.

... Scary.

"This endurance is troublesome."

"Not even a bad opponent for a sword..."

When I kicked the zombie belly and forced him to pull out the blade, I stuck it right in the head of the guy who pulled me back to the ground.

Then I was just deathbed (?) Apparently, he finally became ash.

Zombies can't even slash their arms and legs.

Destroying your head or slashing your neck seems to knock you down relatively easily.

"Uh-oh."

"Burn."

Aria releases a flaming mass from the Red Princess.

Eating a direct hit, the zombie, whose entire body was engulfed in flames, still tried to strike her flat, but collapsed on the spot a few steps further.

Apparently, zombies are vulnerable to fire.

"Nah, why are you still getting up? Whoa!?

Meanwhile, what worries me is still Krusche.

A zombie who gets beaten up and blown up by a Kruschet, but soon he'll be up again.

I guess I've eaten his fist due to his power many times, the zombie's face is indelibly dented to see, but his movements haven't changed at all.

... On the contrary, the blow doesn't seem compatible.

I decided to join him.

Flashing for the zombie's neck from behind.

My head dances through the universe and falls at the feet of Krusche.

But still, the zombie's head was still moving.

He's opening his mouth wide and letting Kruschet bite him.

The sobbing parted body also wandered on the spot with the flirtatious, but fell on the pebble.

I've been bumming my hands and feet ever since.

"Ghahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!?

A loud scream burst out of Krusche's mouth.

"I've got eyes! Now I see you. Huh!?

Suddenly I thought I'd turned my heel back, Krusche escaping with a fierce dash.

"Huh! Krusche, no! That one... Huh!

I scream in panic.

But my attention is vain, and Krusche steps on it.

It was the magic formation that rose at his feet.

Mazui, that's probably a metastatic trap.

The metastasis trap, as its name suggests, was a nasty substitute for being forced to fly somewhere else by the magic of metastasis.

You can't just leave the current Kruschet alone.

"Krusche!"

"... Lucas kun... Huh!?

I was grabbing his arm by the inch.

Immediately afterwards, the magic activates.

"Lucas! Cruci -"

Aria's screams were interrupted, and me and Krusche were instantly moving elsewhere.

I was in the dark when I realized it.

And I can't breathe.

Something's pushing me in the face.

Should have been flown in with Krusche by the transfer trap......

And what is it, this comforting feeling that's enveloping my face?

Soft, then elastic.

I might say bliss, even though I can't breathe at all.

I even think I want to taste this the whole time.

… but definitely choking though.

"Whew!?

Suddenly a panicked voice waves from the top, and the feeling turns away.

I can finally breathe in the air, and my sight returns.

It was the butt that was there.

It's Kruschet's ass.

Apparently, it was his glutes that were pressing against my face.

Perhaps the positional relationship was subtly squandered during the metastasis.

"Oh, I'm sorry! Step on it!

"Rather thank you"

"What?"

"... no, it's nothing"

I accidentally thanked you.

That was such a great ass...... but Krusche is a bastard.

"... hon.... so where am I more than that?