167 得意分野でのトラブル解決は後に火消し要員として。
「っち、不死者ってのは手応えが曖昧で仕方ねぇな。できればこの場で今の力を確認しておきたかったんだが」
時空の精霊、ヴァルスとの契約をしている最中の乱入、こんな僻地に不死者が投入されたということは、おそらくではあるが海堂たちが向かった森にも投入されていると見るべきか。
ならば、早々にあの空間で身につけた感覚を馴染ませようと戦ってみたが。
が上がっているか否かはアプリを使ってみないとわからないが、体の動きが滑らかで手先の感覚が鋭く今までよりも段違いに楽に切り裂くことができている。
だがあいにくと不死者というのは生命力こそ高いが、硬さという面ではいまいちと言わざるを得ない。
なので試し切りの相手としては少々不向きだと言わざるを得ない。
「あ~、贅沢言うわけじゃないが、もう少し手応えのある奴はいねぇもんかねぇ。まぁ、仕事が早く終わったってことで納得するか」
不死者相手にこの言葉を使うのもなんだが、今の俺の目の前の光景はまさに死屍累々。
薄汚い布切れや、骨、腐肉と種類こそバラけているがそれが辺り一帯に散らばっている。
「あなたの切り方が異常なのよ。今のあなたは物理じゃなくて概念を切ろうとしている領域に足を踏み入れているのよ。その状態でも大抵のモノは切れるのに相手に愚痴こぼすのはわがままっていうやつよ。まったく、私の契約者さんはとんでもない人間だったようね」
それら全ての切断面がおかしいくらいに綺麗なのは俺の目の錯覚ではなかったようだ。
そしてヴァルス様曰く、俺の剣筋は原子論に基づいた物理的接着を切断する行為ではなく、片足といえど接着という意味を切り捨てにかかっているらしい。
わかりやすく言えば接着という言葉を切り捨てて、くっついている現象をなくそうとしているということだ。
なんとも頭の悪そうな中二設定が俺の斬撃に付与され始めているということだ。
「防御無視の斬撃とか、なんだよそれ。普通なら切ってもそう簡単に死なないはずの不死者がこのざまとかどうなんだよ。全く物理現象が仕事をしていないのが笑えてくる。この斬撃の前じゃ
「あなた、意識して目指したわけじゃなくて無意識で身につけたのね......それはそれで末恐ろしいわね。けどあなたの斬撃なんてまだまだ序の口よ?冷静に考えなさい。そんな斬撃を生み出せるのなら防御も極めれば同じことができるのよ?私たちくらい長生きすれば概念防御なんて当たり前、あなたの斬撃を防ぐ方法くらいはいくらでも存在するわよ」
さらりと俺が入り込んだ領域は氷山の一角だと言われたような気がした。
「まさに矛盾の戦いってことか? いや、いたちごっことも言うのか、ちなみにその場合どっちが強いんだ?」
「そこからは純粋な力量ね、要は精進が足りなかった方が負けるってわけ」
「なるほどな」
そして教官達がこの会話を聞けばいったいどんな反応をするだろうか?
驚くか? 警戒するか? それとも楽しむだろうか?
なんとなく楽しむ方向で固まりそうだと予想するが、少なくとも俺ができたことをあの二人ができないってことはないと思う。
キオ教官なら面白そうに笑って俺と戦いそうだなぁ。
フシオ教官なら、そもそも俺の攻撃範囲に近づけさせてくれる未来が見えない。
この領域に至っても、未だ背中が見えず。
内心で目指している壁は乗り越えるどころか、まだその壁のふもとまでたどり着いてないときたか。
一年にも満たない期間で何をいまさらと自分の傲慢を鼻で笑いつつ、とりあえずは振り返り精霊ヴァルスを見上げる。
相対した時から変わらず、蛇の上に座り、こちらを見下ろしている姿。
「さて、時間はないようだから手短にいく。契約をしよう」
「そうねぇ、また後でって話になったら面倒そうな雰囲気だし、この場で済ませましょうか」
まるで買い忘れたものを買いに行くか悩むような気軽さでかの精霊は会話をし、するりと巨大な蛇は頭を垂れるように地面すれすれまでその高さを下げ、その頭からヴァルス様は降りる。
だが、その足は地面に降り立つことなく浮遊霊のように地面から三十センチほど浮かびそのままこちらに近づき二メートルほど手前で止まる。
「さて、契約者さん。改めて、お名前は?」
てっきり口調や雰囲気、或いは契約するための段取りに入ると思っていたが、そんな俺の予想など気にする様子も見せず、変わらない態度で俺の名前を聞いてきた。
「田中次郎。こういうのって、もう少し厳格なものだと思ってたぞ?」
それで契約ができるのかと疑問を投げかけてみるも、こんなものだとヴァルス様は答える。
「周りはそうみたいだけど、私は様式美とか気にしないの。要は名前を交え、私とあなたで縁を結ぶだけの行為。それなら肩肘張らない簡単な方が手間を省けていいじゃない。そして私の名、時空を司る精霊、ヴァルス。あなたに『預け』ましょう」
言霊というのだろうか。
名を預ける。
たったそれだけの行為であるはずなのに、その部分の言葉が俺の胸にズシンとのしかかるように響く。
そして目の前の存在と確かに繋がった感覚が生まれた。
同時に知らないはずの精霊を呼び出す方法も同時に刻まれる。
「それじゃぁ、何かあったら力になってあげるから頑張ってねジロちゃん」
じっと胸元に繋がった何かを感じ取るように胸を押さえていたが、ヴァルス様は終了と気軽に告げてきた。
そして、同時に定時上がりのサラリーマンのように脱力し、するりと再び蛇の頭の上に戻る。
「契約した途端に気安いなぁ、まぁ、気楽でいいが。こっちはなんて呼べばいい? やっぱりヴァルス様か? そうなると敬語も一緒だが」
「う~ん、それが普通なんだけどそれだとなんとなく距離を感じるからねぇ、呼び捨てでもいいわよ? もちろん敬語もいらないし。ちなみに水の精霊の知り合いからはヴァっちゃんなんて呼ばれているけどそれにしてみる?」
「......無理だ。それなら様づけするぞ。間をとって、ヴァルスさんが妥当か?」
「それだと普通ねぇ、まぁ、それでいいとしましょうか。時間もなさそうだし」
ちゃん付けで呼ぶような年齢も性格もしていないのでヴァっちゃん呼びは回避し、そしてヴァルス様改め、ヴァルスさんと呼ぶことにした。
そしてヴァルスさんの言うとおり今はあまり時間はなさそうだ。
不死者たちが空間を突破してきたおかげで、この場の時間の流れも通常の流れになっている。
不死者と戦った時間は長くはないが短くもないので、今も刻一刻と状況は変化していることだろう。
迅速な行動が求められているという状況だ。
「さて、いきなり頼んではいけないことを頼むが、ここは一つ契約祝いとしてその力の片鱗を貸してはくれないだろうか?」
「あらいきなりわがままな契約者だこと、まぁ、今回ばかりは目を瞑りましょうか。この不死者の発生源まで送ればいいのかしら?」
「ああ、さっさと事件を収拾して俺は休暇に入りたいからな」
「フフ、そういう考えは嫌いじゃないわよ? でもいいの? あなたの言う場所結構、瘴気の色が濃いわよ」
「なんだか、契約したら色々と厄介事を押し付けられているような気がするわね」
「自分の仕事の領分と他人の仕事の領分はきっちり分ける性格でね。戦わないのならサポートは充実させてほしい、手の幅が狭くてもろい人間からのお願いだよ。契約者が契約した初日に死ぬなんて縁起の悪いことはしたくないだろ? 初契約の記念日だ。大盤振る舞い頼むよ」
「しょうがないわねぇ、今回だけよ? もう、あなたみたいなのが最初の契約者なら次の契約者はもう少しおとなしい子を選ぶべきかしら?」
「なら、もう少し試練の内容を軽くしろ、でないと俺みたいな変人ばかりと契約することになるぞ?」
「考えておくわ~それじゃ、送るわよ~」
紆余曲折しての精霊との契約は終わった。
肉体的な疲れこそないものの、精神的に疲れている。
だが、それでも問題ないと判断し、ニヤリと悪戯心を乗せた笑みを向けてやれば、いたずら小僧のいたずらに対して仕方ないと懐の広さを見せるような微笑みで返される。
雑談と冗談が混じったような会話の中でヴァルスさんが用意した、空間が裂けることによってできた隙間に後ろ手で手を振りつつ入り込む。
そして、送り出され出た場所の目の前は。
地獄が出来上がっていた。
不死王のダンジョンに近い雰囲気があるその空間であったが、ダンジョン内は秩序があった気がしたが、この場にはそれがない。
ただ、死を振りまくような空間。
生者はおらず代わりに様々な種族のスケルトン、様々な種類のゾンビ、さらにゴースト、およそ生命のない存在の見本市かと言いたくなるようなラインナップが欲に従い闊歩している。
「無差別テロっていったところか」
精霊の森と言われた自然豊かな空間は跡形もなくなり、木は枯れ果て、土は汚れ、泉は毒へと変貌している。
命あるものが生存するにはあまりにも酷な環境。
そんな空間だから汚すわけではないが、精霊の森では吸うのをためらっていたタバコに迷わず火を点け、思いっきり煙を吸ったあとその白煙を吐き出してやる。
その白煙も瘴気に飲まれ、あっという間に消え去ってしまったが、不死者どもの視線を集めるには十分な役割を担ってくれた。
ギロリという鋭い視線と言うよりは、ジトリと粘り気を持った視線が絡みつくような感覚は正直言って気持ち悪い。
何をどうやったらこんな空間が出来上がるのか、迷惑を考えないのかと色々と呆れながらこれをしでかした犯人とやらを思い浮かべたが、最終的には犯人は馬鹿だという一言で済ますとあっさり頭の隅に追いやり。
「さてと、残業だ。残業の時間だ。サービスでも残業時間だ。ああ、残業と聞くだけでウツになりかけるのは職業病かね?」
監督官の部隊が到着するまでに少しでも収拾をつけようと鉱樹を抜き去る。
わずかに、この存在を切ることに嫌悪感を持ったことを伝えるように脈動した相棒に苦笑を浮かべる。
「ああ、気持ちはわかるが後で手入れしてやるからへそだけは曲げないでくれよ相棒。こんな場所で曲げたらマジで俺がやばいから。素手でこいつらを相手するとかごめん被る」
戦うのならもう少しマシな相手と戦いたいと、戦闘への忌避感が麻痺したのかなくなったのかわからないことを言いつつ。
了解と意思を伝えるように脈動する相棒を頼もしく思う。
そんな俺の心境などお構いなしに獲物が来たと喜びの雄叫びをあげ、群がるように四方八方から不死者の群れが迫り来る。
怒涛と言うべきその勢いで瞬く間に距離を詰め、俺に襲い掛かってくる。
「あ~、相変わらず切るときは変な感覚だな。これ、今回の戦いで慣らせるか?」
それでも俺は慌てず鉱樹を振るう。
物理的に、いや、この場合は重量的にと言い換えたほうがいいだろう。
本来であればたとえ先頭の敵を一辺に切り捨てたとしても、その後続によって次の攻撃を繰り出す前に俺の体はたちまち不死者の波に飲み込まれることだろう。
だが、今の俺はそれを恐れることはなかった。
なにせ。
「さてと、次に行くか?」
それは普通に斬撃を繰り出した場合の話だからだ。
一秒間に一振り、そのペースなら間違いなく不死者の数の暴力に負けていた。
だが、俺は瞬く間に軽く流すように二桁斬撃を繰り出せる。
おまけにその斬撃は、概念ともいう思念ともいう、物理的には決して切断できないものを切れる領域に入っている。
結果はどうだろうか。
言うまでもない、結果が物語る。
斬撃という名の嵐が不死者に襲いかかった。
そんな剣撃で巻き上がった突風を肌で感じ、ふと思う。
きっと、新人研修でキオ教官が最初に俺へと繰り出した攻撃の加減を間違えたのは、ある意味では当然の結果だったのかもしれない、と。
力加減が難しい。
軽く振るったにもかかわらず押し寄せてきた不死者の大半に向けて一太刀ずつ繰り出すことができた。
切られたことを気づかせるのにわずかに時間を要し、気づいたころには、首と胴体が、体が縦に、上半身と下半身が、切ったところに差はあれど泣き別れになる。
生命ないものを死へと返す一刀。
ゆっくりと散歩に行くように気軽に不死者の領域に踏み込むも、俺の足を止められるものはいない。
「あ~、空気がまずい。ったく、これをやった奴は親に人様に迷惑のかかるようなことをしてはいけませんって習わなかったのか? ああ、習わなかったのだろうなぁ、でなきゃこんなことせんか。もしくはこれが正しいことだと思っているアホか、頭の構造自体がおかしいんだろうなぁ」
この仕事に対して気分が乗らず、気を紛らわせるようにこの事件を引き起こした相手に向けて愚痴をこぼすが、口でどうこういってもやらないという選択肢がない俺は黙々と口と鉱樹を動かす。
前後左右、上空に地面、全ての方位から襲いかかる敵を文字通り切り伏せてだんだんと濃くなっている瘴気に向けて歩く。
増えるたびに、俺の腕先は残像すら残さず一瞬ぶれる。
それだけでスケルトンが鎧ごと三等分になり、ゾンビが胴体だけを残しただるまになり、ゴーストなど跡形もなく消え去る。
何度目かになるか、地面から大きな口を開き不揃いの牙を見せて俺を喰らわんとゾンビワームが襲いかかるが。
わずかに呼吸を止めて力を込めるだけで、ゾンビワームの口内がさいの目切りになり、切られた肉片は血液とともに振り抜く際に生じた衝撃波で飛び散る。
天然のクレイモアといえばいいのだろうか、ワームの牙もその飛ばされた破片に含まれ、牙がゾンビやスケルトンに襲いかかり辺り一帯に被害を発生させる。
魔法も同じ要領だ。
飛んできた火球を魔力で探知し、熱が届く前に斬撃で散らす。
氷、風、石、闇、全て魔力でできているのなら、鉱樹に魔力を這わせ、魔法を切れるようにすればいい。
教官の教えはまさに極論であったが、真理でもあった。
津波をウォーターカッターで切り裂けと言っているような暴論だと当時は思ったが、やってみると確かにその通りであった。
遠目に、魔法を放ったレッサーリッチが見えて、俺が斬撃で魔法を打ち消したことに戸惑いを感じているようだ。
剣撃こそ、人外の領域に入ってしまったが、それに反して体の動かし方がついてきていない。
今こそ百メートルを二、三秒で走り抜くことができるが、それではまだ足りない。
鉱樹を振り回す際に肉体的に無理は生じていないが、まだ肉体を十全に活かしきれていない感覚が残っている。
もっと体を鍛えれば先の領域に踏み込めると今回の件で実感できた。
レッサーリッチからすれば、そんな今後のことを考えながらも魔法を切り捨て、逃げきれない速度で駆け抜けてくる俺など悪夢のような存在だろうがな。
瘴気濃度が目視できるくらいに紫煙を放ち始める。
それに比例するように黒い魔力が濃くなっているところを見る限りこの不死者の発生源はそろそろのはず。
「心配は杞憂だったようだな、安心したよ」
目的地が近い、それをなんとなくではあるが察していた俺の上空を何かが通り過ぎる。
こんな地獄のような場所を照らす僅かな月明かりを遮るように飛来してきた巨体。
腐敗した肉体でもなおその強靭な肉体は脅威となるのが竜種。
肉体を腐敗させ、生前はきっと立派だったであろう緑色の鱗は汚れ、翼も穴だらけだ。
そんな巨体は着地する際に大きな衝撃を産み出し、一体は俺の進路を遮るように、もう一体は俺の退路を断つように位置取る。
ヴァルスさんが送ってくれた地点は目的地からそんなに離れていないはず。
体感的に移動し始めて一時間。
「とっとと倒して残業終わらせて、酒にありつくとするか」
終わりが見えてきたことに気負うこと無く自然な力加減で、俺はドラゴンゾンビ退治に乗り出すのであった。
今日の一言
仕事の上達は嬉しいが、厄介ごとが舞い込んでくるのは嬉しくない。
そう思うのは俺だけだろうか。
171 167 De Yi Fen Ye denotoraburuJie Jue haHou niHuo Xiao shiYao Yuan toshite. 
"Well, the response to being an immortal is very vague. I would have liked to see the power of the moment in this place if I could.
The spirit of time and space, the intrusion of the undead in such a remote area while making a contract with Valus, should we assume that the immortals were also put into the forest where Kaido and the others were headed?
If so, I tried to fight to acclimate myself to the senses I had acquired in that space, but...
I don't know until I use the app whether or not my ability (status) has improved, but my body movements are smoother and my nimble fingers are sharper, so I am able to cut through them much easier than before.
But unfortunately, although the immortals have high vitality, they are not as hard as they should be.
So it's a bit unsuitable as a test partner.
It's not to say that it's extravagant, but there's no one with a better response. Well, we'll just have to agree that the job was done early.
I don't want to use this word to describe the undead, but the scene in front of me right now is full of dead bodies.
Dirty rags, bones, carrion, and all sorts of carrion are scattered all around.
"Your cutting is abnormal. Now you're stepping into a realm where you're trying to cut out concepts instead of physics. It's called being selfish to complain to someone when you can cut most things even then. Well, it looks like my contractor is a hell of a person.
I guess it wasn't an optical illusion that all those cut surfaces are funny and clean.
And Master Valus says my swordsmanship is not an act of severing physical bonds based on atomic theory, but rather cutting off the meaning of adhesion, even if it's just one leg.
To put it plainly, I'm trying to cut off the word adhesion and eliminate the phenomenon of sticking together.
That is to say, a dim-witted, second-rate setting is beginning to be given to my slashes.
"A slash that ignores defense or something...what's that? Normally you wouldn't die so easily even if you cut them off, but how is this for the undead? It's funny how physical phenomena don't work at all. There's no point in being a shield (tank) before this slash.
You didn't set out to do it consciously, but you learned it unconsciously. ...... That's scary. But your slashing is just the beginning. Think about it calmly. If you can generate that kind of slash, how can you do the same thing with your defense? If you live as long as we do, conceptual defenses are a given, and there are plenty of ways to prevent your slash.
I felt like I was being told that the area I was entering was just the tip of the iceberg.
"Is this just a battle of contradictions? No, it's also called a tussle, in which case who is stronger, by the way?
From there, it's pure competence, the point is, the one who doesn't work hard enough loses.
"I see.
And I wonder how the instructors would react if they heard this conversation?
Are you surprised? Do you want to be vigilant? Or would you enjoy?
I think the two of them are going to have some fun, but at least I don't think they can't do what I could.
Instructor Kio would fight me with an amused smile.
I can't see a future where Fusio would let me get close to my range of attack in the first place.
Even in this realm, I still can't see my back.
We haven't even reached the foot of the wall, let alone surpassed it, which is what we're secretly aiming for.
You're still laughing at your own arrogance that it's too late for less than a year, but for now, you turn around and look up at the spirit Varus.
The figure is sitting on top of the snake, looking down at you as it did when we met.
"Well, I guess we don't have much time, so we'll make a deal. Let's make a deal.
Well, if you want to talk about it later, it's going to be a problem, so let's just get it over with.
As casually as if wondering whether to buy something you forgot to buy, the spirit converses with you, and then the giant snake lowers its height to the ground as if it were hanging its head down, and from its head, Lord Varrus descends.
But instead of landing on the ground, the foot floats about 30 centimeters off the ground like a floating spirit, and then it approaches you and stops about two meters before you.
Well, contractor. What's your name again?
I was expecting the tone, the atmosphere, or the arrangements for signing the contract, but he didn't seem to care about my expectations and asked for my name in the same manner.
Tanaka Jiro. I thought this was supposed to be a little more rigorous than that.
I questioned if that was enough to make a deal, but Master Vals replied that it was something like this.
I don't care about formality and beauty. The point is, it's just an act of you and I making a connection, with our names. Then it's easier to be uncomplicated and less arrogant. And my name, the spirit of space-time, Valus. I will leave it with you.
I wonder if it's called a word.
Entrust your name to me.
It should have been just that simple act, but the words of that part of the speech felt like a heavy weight on my heart.
And I felt a definite connection with the being in front of me.
At the same time, a method of calling spirits that I should not have known is also engraved.
I'll be there to help you if you need anything, so hang in there, Giro-chan.
I was still holding my chest to feel something connected to my chest, but Master Vals told me casually that he was finished.
And at the same time, like a businessman after his regular working hours, he weakens and slips back onto the head of the snake again.
As soon as you sign up, you're easygoing, well, easygoing. What do I call you? Is it still Lord Vals? Then the honorific is with you, too.
The first thing that comes to mind is the fact that you can call me by my name. And of course, you don't have to use honorific titles. By the way, my water spirit acquaintances call me Vacchan, do you want to try that?
I can't go to ....... Then we'll set it up. Is Mr. Vals right for the time being?
That's normal. I don't think we have time.
I've decided to avoid calling her Vals since she's not old enough or young enough to be called by her nickname, and I've decided to call her "Vals" or "Ms. Vals".
And Vals is right, we don't have much time now.
Thanks to the immortals breaking through space, the flow of time in this place is normal.
The time you have fought the immortals is not long, but it is not short either, so things will be changing every minute now.
It's a situation that demands swift action.
"Now, I don't want to ask you to do this off the cuff, but could you lend me a glimpse of your power as a gift for the contract?
"Oh my God, you are a selfish contractor, but let's not think about that for once. Do you want me to send you to the source of this immortal?
"Yeah, just get the case out of the way and I'll be on vacation.
"Huh, I don't hate that idea, okay? But what's the point? The place you describe has a pretty strong miasma.
I feel like I'm being forced to deal with a lot of stuff when I sign up.
"I'm a personality that keeps my business domain strictly separate from other people's business domain. If you're not going to fight, you're going to need more support, and that's what I'm asking for, from a man of small and fragile hands. You don't want your contractor to die the first day he signs on, do you? It's the anniversary of my first contract. Treat me big, please.
Can't help it, just this once? Already, if your kind is the first contractor, should the next one be a little quieter?
"Then lighten up your ordeal a bit, or you'll be signing up with a bunch of freaks like me?
I'll think about it - then I'll send it to you.
The deal with the spirits of the twists and turns is over.
You are not physically tired, but mentally exhausted.
But if you decide that it's still okay and give him a mischievous grin, he'll return it with a smile that shows his generosity in response to the prankster's mischief.
In the midst of a conversation that seems to be a mixture of chit chat and jokes, you enter the gap created by the rupture of the space, waving your hand behind your back, prepared by Mr. Vals.
And then you're sent out, and right in front of you is...
Hell had been created .
The space had an atmosphere similar to that of the Immortal King's dungeon, but there was a sense of order in the dungeon, but not in this place.
Just a space that seemed to be sprinkled with death.
There are no living people, but instead skeletons of various species, zombies of various kinds, and even ghosts, a lineup that is almost like a fair of lifeless beings strutting about according to their greed.
You could say it's indiscriminate terrorism.
The rich natural space that was once called the forest of spirits has disappeared, the trees are dead, the soil is dirty, and the springs have turned into poison.
The environment is too harsh for a living being to survive.
It's not that the space is polluted, but in the forest of spirits, you light the cigarette you were hesitant to smoke, breathe in the smoke as hard as you can and spit out the white smoke.
The miasma has caused the white smoke to disappear quickly, but it served to attract the attention of the immortals.
You'll be able to find a lot more than just a sharp gaze, but also a sticky gaze that's uncomfortable.
I thought of the culprit who did this, wondering how he or she managed to create such a space, and wondered if he or she didn't think about the inconvenience, but in the end, I simply said that the culprit was an idiot and put him or her in a corner of my mind.
Well, it's time for overtime. It's overtime. Overtime, even for the service. Oh, is it an occupational hazard that you get depressed just hearing the word "overtime"?
You pull out the mineral tree in an attempt to get some closure before the supervisor's unit arrives.
You grimace slightly at your partner, who pulsed to convey his disgust at cutting this existence.
Yeah, I know how you feel, but just don't bend your belly button, buddy, I'll take care of it later. I'll be in real trouble if you bend it here. I don't want to have to deal with these guys with my bare hands.
I'd like to fight a better opponent if I had to," he says, not knowing whether his aversion to combat has been paralyzed or not.
I'm counting on my partner to pulsate as he communicates his understanding and intent.
Regardless of my state of mind, I let out a shout of joy that my quarry has arrived, and a swarm of immortals is approaching from all directions like a swarm.
They are closing the distance in the blink of an eye with the momentum that should be called a rage, and they are attacking me.
"Ah~ It's still a strange sensation when you cut off. Can we get used to this during this battle?
Still, I swing the mineral tree unhurriedly.
Physically, or in this case, better to say weight-wise.
Normally, even if I cut down the lead enemy to one side, my body would be swallowed by the wave of the undead before its followers could launch another attack.
But I wasn't afraid of that now.
Anyway.
"Well, what's next?
That's because that's what happens when you make a normal slash.
At that pace, I would definitely have been outnumbered by the violence of the undead.
But I can make a double-digit slash in the blink of an eye.
In addition, the slashes are in the realm of concepts or thoughts that can cut through things that can never be cut physically.
What's the result?
Needless to say, the results speak for themselves.
The storm known as the slash struck the undead.
I felt the gusts of wind that came from such a sword strike and suddenly I thought.
Perhaps, in a sense, it was a foregone conclusion that Instructor Kio's initial attack on me during the rookie training was the wrong one.
It's hard to maintain force.
Despite a light swing, I was still able to unleash a single sword against the majority of the immortals that rushed toward me.
It takes only a few moments to make them realize that they have been cut, and before they know it, their necks and torso, their bodies vertically, their upper and lower bodies, depending on where they were cut, are parted in tears.
It is a sword that brings back the lifeless to death.
I stepped into the realm of the undead as casually as if I were going for a slow walk, but there was nothing to stop me.
Ah~ The air is bad. Didn't the guy who did this learn from his parents not to bother other people? Oh, I guess they didn't learn, or else they wouldn't have done this. Or maybe you're an idiot who thinks it's the right thing to do, or maybe your brain structure is just not right.
I didn't feel good about the job and complained to the person who caused the incident to distract me, but I didn't have the option of not doing it, so I moved my mouth and mine quietly.
You literally cut down enemies attacking from all directions, front, back, left, right, and above the ground, and walk towards the increasingly dense miasma.
Each time there was more, my arms would waver for a moment without leaving even an afterimage.
With that alone, the skeleton is divided into three equal parts with its armor, and the zombie turns into a body-only doll, and the ghost vanishes without a trace.
For the umpteenth time, a zombie worm rips out of the ground, opening its big mouth and revealing its uneven fangs, hoping to bite me.
With the slightest pause for breath and force, the zombie worm's mouth is cut into little pieces, and the pieces of flesh, along with the blood, are scattered by the shockwave created when it is swept out.
A natural claymore, the worm's fangs are included in the flying debris, and the fangs attack zombies and skeletons, causing damage throughout the area.
Magic is the same way.
It uses magic to detect flying fireballs and dissipate them with a slash before their heat reaches you.
If ice, wind, stone, and darkness are all made of magic, then you can make magic power crawl through the mineral tree to break the spell.
The instructor's teachings were truly the polar opposite, but they were also the truth.
At the time, I thought it sounded like a rhetorical suggestion to cut through a tsunami with a water cutter, but when I tried it, I was right.
In the distance, I can see the Lesser Rich casting a spell, seemingly perplexed that I've counteracted the magic with a slash.
Kenjutsu is now in the realm of the inhuman, but the way you move your body has not yet caught up with it.
Now I can run through 100 meters in a couple of seconds, but it's still not enough.
Although you are not physically overwhelmed when swinging the mineral tree, you still have the feeling that you are not able to fully utilize your body.
You'll be able to step into the realm of the future if you train your body more.
It's a good thing that you're able to have a good idea of what's to come, but from the Lesser Rich's point of view, I'm a nightmare, cutting down on magic and running through at a speed from which I can't escape.
The miasma density begins to emit a visible purple smoke.
The miasma of the miasma is proportional to the concentration of black magic, the source of this immortal must be around.
I'm relieved to see that my fears were unfounded.
The destination is near, and as I was vaguely aware of this, something passes above me.
A huge body flew in to block the slight moonlight that illuminates this hellish place.
The dragon's strong body still poses a threat even in its decomposed body.
I'm sure its flesh is decomposed, its green scales, which would have been fine in its lifetime, are dirty and its wings are full of holes.
Such a huge body creates a huge impact when it lands, one blocking my path and the other taking a position to cut off my path.
The point Vals sent me to can't be too far from my destination.
I've been physically moving for an hour.
"I'll just knock it over and finish my overtime and get a drink.
Without worrying that the end was in sight, and with a natural effort, I set out to slay the dragon zombies.
Word of the Day
I'm happy to see you get better at your job, but I'm not happy to see the hassle that comes with it.
Am I the only one who thinks so?
Entering a Company From Another World!?
異世界からの企業進出！？転職からの成り上がり録『祝1億PV突破！！』　
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