Chapter 57: Tension (Part 6)

It’s fast.

And sharp.

The sword made of shadows and the dagger held in the hand of the demon assassin collided, creating a harsh noise.

Even though his right arm was pierced and purple blood was dripping from his eye, the movement of the dagger in

his hand was flawless.

In the movement of rushing with bloodshot eyes, I even felt an unknown madness and obsession.

I slightly tilted my head and avoided the dagger that quickly passed in front of me, losing one arm.

And I looked at the name Mephisto’s Left Arm 1, which was floating like a name tag above my head.

This is really like a game.

I looked straight into the bloodshot eyes visible beyond the mask and asked.

“An assassin of Mephisto?”

“…!”

“The organization’s name is so lame. Anyway, an assassin in a dungeon. Since you’ve declared war, have you decided

to go all out?”

Well, it’s not like they haven’t been acting recklessly.

With the arbitrary declaration of war, the spread of dungeons like a disease, and the biological mother of this body

being an executive of the organization, I’m curious about the face of the boss.

I have a rough idea of one demon, but is it him?

I didn’t say anything, but I saw the guy’s pupils tremble for a moment.

That means that the guy is a member of the organization called Mephistopheles that caused this incident.

It’s a fact I already knew, but he’s useless if he can’t hide his emotions like that to a question asked for confirmation.

Besides, this guy seems to be a low-ranking member.

Mephisto’s Left Arm 1, what’s with that?

He desperately blocked with crossed daggers, but it seems that he couldn’t block the impact, and Left Arm 1’s arm trembled.

And seeing his pupils constricting and dilating, for a moment he looked at his colleague Leticia was crushing, then looked at me.

Even a well-trained assassin should know that there is nothing more dangerous than looking away during a fight with an enemy.

“Cough…!”

“You shouldn’t look away during a fight. I don’t know who your superior is, but they didn’t seem to inform you

properly. My prestige has really been ruined. I’m starting to feel a little insulted!”

“…What power…”

“Oh. What, you could talk. I thought you were mute because you kept screaming.”

I smiled inwardly, cutting off his right arm as well.

As long as his head and mouth were intact, I could make him spew out information.

So it would be cleaner to kill all but one.

Well, if he’s an assassin raised directly by the organization, he might have been trained not to open his mouth under

any interrogation, and he might have had some kind of procedure, but if I could capture him alive, it would be better

to capture him alive.

Still, let’s have one more insurance.

I kicked the abdomen of Left Arm 1, who was only emitting shallow groans with both arms lost, and looked at Leticia

and said.

“Leticia, I think it would be okay to keep one more alive.”

“Huh? Ah. Okay.”

Leticia gave me a look that asked if there was a need to capture another one when she had already captured one, but

she soon nodded with an understanding face.

Two is better than one.

It doesn’t matter if they don’t have a sense of camaraderie.

If one doesn’t open his mouth, I’ll just make the other one open his mouth.

Srrr.

The shadow from under my feet wriggled and wrapped around the body of the demon who was hanging his head with

both arms cut off.

He seemed to have a faint consciousness left, and his desperate resistance was pathetic, but he was an enemy who

tried to take my and Leticia’s lives.

Mercy is a luxury.

Whether it’s a human or a demon, if they try to kill me with murderous intent, they should be prepared to be hunted themselves.

Well, since he lost both arms, resistance was worthless from the beginning.

I looked indifferently at the demon being dragged to my feet and was convinced.

The owner of this dungeon doesn’t know that the opponent is Leticia.

Or rather, it would be correct to say that they didn’t know who would enter the dungeon from the beginning.

If they had done this to target us, the Hero’s party, they would have sent a demon who could fight on par with the

Hero’s party from the beginning.

It could be to buy time, but it’s too inefficient for that, and maybe they really wanted to show that they could create dungeons.

I sent a pitiful look at the demon that Leticia was now trampling on.

He must have been ordered to simply hunt the humans who entered the dungeon, but the opponent he encountered

was the Hero’s party.

If the person who entered the dungeon was not Leticia or me, but a regular knight or another adventurer party, these

guys would have been quite dangerous enemies, but one is dead and one is being trampled by Leticia.

“Gah…cough…stop, plea…se!”

“Ah? I can’t hear you at all. Unfortunately, I don’t understand the demon language.”

“You understood me just now. You witch……! Aaaaaagh!!”

“I can’t hear you at all. Huh? It would have been great if you had been caught nicely.”

Then we wouldn’t have had to see each other’s blood, Leticia said, frowning as if the purple blood on her shoes was

dirty, and flicked the blood-stained shoes. She turned around and looked at me with a refreshing smile.

“Charlotte.”

“…Uh. Huh?”

“Is this enough? I think I’ve done enough since I’m keeping him in your shadow, but this guy’s resistance is quite strong.”

At Leticia’s question, I looked at the demon who was lying limp at her feet, not moving, and smiled awkwardly.

Resistance is strong?

Where?

I suddenly wanted to ask that, but I didn’t say it out loud.

The sight of him lying miserably on the floor in a bloody mess made me feel a little pity, even though he was an

enemy.

I never thought I’d feel pity for a demon.

His mask had been removed, revealing his battered face.

His face wouldn’t have originally looked like a dumpling, so he must have been beaten unilaterally.

Come to think of it, Leticia is a magician, not a warrior, so if the demon’s face was swollen to that extent, what kind of

magic did she use?

No, is that even a wound caused by magic in the first place?

I quietly avoided Leticia’s gaze, who was wiping the end of the staff where purple blood was dripping.

That’s not a magician, that’s a battle mage.

I don’t know when a magician job capable of fighting was introduced in this game, but seeing Leticia smash the

enemy’s head with a staff, it’s clear that even if it’s not in the game, Leticia made it herself.

But I wonder if she had to make him into a pulp with a staff when she could use a binding spell without chanting.

I’m not in a position to say that, since I cut off both arms, tied him up, and stored him in my shadow, but I was about

to ask if she couldn’t have subdued him more easily with a binding spell, but I shut my mouth.

I felt like I had to.

I sent a pitiful look at the fainted demon, moved my hand and tied him up as well, and then stored him in my shadow.

Usually, when I put something in my shadow, my footsteps become heavy, so I only carry a few light healing potions,

so putting two demons made my body quite heavy.

By the way, it’s a terrifying ability that even living creatures can be stored as long as they enter inside.

Considering that resistance is worthless the moment they enter the shadow, it’s a pretty useful ability.

Instead, the more objects or people I put in, the slower my body’s movements become, so it’s a convenient but rarely used ability.

I’m already weak, so if my body is heavy, it’s useless.

Suddenly my shoulders… no, my whole body became heavy.

I frowned at the feeling that a huge magical beast was crushing my body.

It’s not very pleasant.

It felt like someone was forcibly controlling my actions, so it was a bit unpleasant, even though it was my ability.

Well, it’s only two demons, so it’s okay, but if I put a lot of demons or weapons in here, I might not be able to move

because it’s too heavy, I thought, swinging my arms back and forth.

“How’s your body?”

“It’s fine.”

I smiled, meaning that I was still energetic, and Leticia smiled back as if she couldn’t help it.

Wiping the blood on her clothes, Leticia continued.

“If you ever feel heavy because of those guys, tell me. I can trap them with space magic or throw them on the floor.”

“…Space magic is a bit dangerous, and if I throw them on the floor, there’s no point in catching them.”

“I can throw them under the floor.”

Is she saying to bury them alive?

It’s not my place to care about the treatment of demons, but it’s really a bit pitiful.

These guys would also think that it would be better to be trapped in this shadow and interrogated in prison than to be buried alive.

Or not?

Oh well.

Come to think of it, my shadow is also a kind of space magic, so I wonder if they’re going crazy from being trapped.

I glanced at the inside of the shadow and carefully turned my head.

Well, I don’t need to know.

While I was thinking about that, I suddenly remembered that I hadn’t shared the information I had obtained with Leticia.

What should I say?

If I say that the organization that created this dungeon is called Mephistopheles, and that the organization includes

powerful demons including Ryuryeon, as well as the biological mother of Charlotte Cyclamen, Leticia will definitely

ask what the f*ck that means.

“Charlotte? We have a long way to go.”

“Huh? Ah, yes.”

……Let’s break this dungeon first and join up with Leo, then I can tell her.