Chapter 13 (1/2)

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TL+ED: Thy Unsus

Chapter 13 - Red Dragon’s Banquet

Entering into the fifth floor, the air changes completely.

Perhaps since the fourth floor was cold, it feels like burning warmth.

Originally it is cold because of the sunless dungeon, so it’s better to be warm than cold.

“Well then, what is going on in this floor?” (s.h.i.+njo)

As I entered the first big room, I was waited on by a dull-reddish huge lizard.

Glits of red eyes stared at me.

“U~AH!” (s.h.i.+njo)

It’s a lizard-dragon thing with no feathers.

It’s a Lesser Dragon.

In spite of myself I attracted it, but it is better to fight in a big room.

I changed my weapon to the samurai sword and jumped into the room.

“Gysha!” (L. Dragon)

As I waited, the Lesser Dragon raised a sharp cry, and opened its big mouth with fangs growing to bite at me.

I’m not an idiot who would just eat the biting attack as is, and I also avoid the attack of its sharp nails.

The movement of these lesser dragons aren’t very fast.

Their body is covered in hard scales, but if you continue to run around while slas.h.i.+ng it, it isn’t a scary enemy.

I am continually slas.h.i.+ng as I am going round and round around the group.

The Lesser Dragon is not stupid enough to scoff at the tearing and slas.h.i.+ng of its skin, they try to bite at me with their sharp tusks, sharp claws come at me.

I try to attack its big tail, but it isn’t stupid enough to receive the attack.

After all, their biggest weakness is their dull, monotonous movements and a figure that is easily detectable.

Well, dinosaurs are supposed to be destroyed.

Because it stumbles with pain, the huge body will likely be crushed with its weight if you continue hitting it.

If it is the me of now, it won’t die till it gets crushed, but it won’t be a big deal if I don’t die because I can use a potion to recover health.

I got up quickly, and then returned to hitting and running.

Each time the Lesser Dragon’s skin is slashed, the red scales scatter, and gradually the red-black blood splashes.

Contrary to its ferocious bulk, it’s a small fry only capable of attacking with its sharp tusks and hard tail.

It’s not an enemy that could be defeated if it fights in a calm and offensive posture without fear of its size.

It’s a pleasure to be aware that my footwork had improved considerably compared to when I was against the Mustard Dragon before.

Both my speed and power are different from the me of that time.

That is no longer me.

“Look, die soon!” (s.h.i.+njo)

“Gryaah!” (L. Dragon)

It may have not been aimed for, but there was a fatal injury to the internal organs where I had stabbed the sword deeply.

The final scream of the fellow came out, and flames popped out of the mouth of the dragon and disappeared as the candle of life’s flames flickered out.¹

As soon as it’s movement became sluggish, the Lesser Dragon collapsed with a packed form, like rolling into a ball.

I am out of breath.

“It’s not very much, but you can’t do it unless it’s one by one.” (s.h.i.+njo)

I can’t win if these come from all directions and surround me.

Although they have grown better than before, my ‘Warrior Rank’ and weapons are still not strong enough to beat a dragon with a single blow.

“Well, it’s going to be stronger soon.” (s.h.i.+njo)

The me of now, it’s nice.

Let’s make a meal, I’m looking forward to it because they said the dragon’s meat is fresh and delicious.

It’s difficult because the figure is large, but I try to pierce the heart, cut off it’s head, and then bleed it out roughly.

I don’t mind the taste of monster’s blood, but I’d like to try out the great dragon steak, as much meat as possible.

“Why not grill it and eat it?” (s.h.i.+njo)

Drain the hard scales firmly and sharpen them, then pierce the sword into the side and carve out the flanks that seem to be delicious into moderate sizes.

Then I grilled it on a cooker made with the stone picked up.

“This is a fine treat!” (s.h.i.+njo)

I wonder what to say about the taste of the dragon.

Although it frankly tastes like chicken, there is a crispness like that of beef in it.

Also since it was a reptilian type, it had a very similar taste to the crocodile meat that I ate at the outdoor museum that we went to at the school excursion.

The Lesser Dragon boasting a high level of health and hard scales is also an opponent to train the warrior’s skills.

Besides, there are no creatures that are so convenient because they are coming with a walking food store that’s too big to eat.

While exterminating slowly and steadily, let’s have battle training done firmly here.

As I got tired of eating the meat of dragons, I finished training enough so I decided to go ahead.

The stone statue of the devil waits.

It’s a gargoyle, as you approach it starts to move and attack.

From a distance, shoot a few fireb.a.l.l.s.

Then while it’s in a panic, I attack from here and hit it with my Samurai sword.

If you cope with it calmly, it isn’t a big enemy.

The gargoyle’s neck was cut off, and its body changed into stone and crumbled to the floor.

I feel that I am getting stronger.

This road is a route I played in Genocide Reality several and dozens of times over.

Surely if it can slash you you’ll scream and it will hurt while you try to beat it, and I feel like going crazy if I get my skin burned by flames.

Such a real feeling disturbs it, but even if I suffer from the hards.h.i.+ps of h.e.l.l, if a strong spirit that always swings the sword forward can be trained, it doesn’t change anything from the game.

It is simple to do.

I just kill it when I can kill it, the result will come out.

I can become stronger yet.

If you leave the pa.s.sage of the gargoyles that is arranged to protect the boss, the boss of the fifth floor, the Mustard Dragon waits ahead.

It is the same type as the one I opposed in the “Invasion” of the first floor before, but unlike the ordinary species that is abundant on the sixth floor, the Mustard Dragon that is the boss of the fifth floor has high intelligence.

Not a lower young one, but a mature dragon who has survived for a long time and gained intelligence.

The Mustard Dragon of all Mustard Dragons.

The dragons are a time-consuming race to mature.

After gaining intelligence over a long period of time, it becomes stronger by that much.

It’s thinking routine is different if I say it in game-style.

Simple skills don’t pa.s.s, it responds to those movements.

“But, you can go if you rank up!” (s.h.i.+njo)²

I was ready and prepared my breath, and then I slowly opened the wall of stone blocking the boss’s room.

Geno-Real is certainly a terribly homicidal game.

Still, it’s a game.

Geno-Real sometimes closes the gates as if to laugh at people’s efforts, but the game does not betray the people who put in effort.

If you enter properly, it will return the output properly.

A simple and beautiful world.

I like it so, if you do what you can do, you absolutely will not lose.

“Is it an adventurer to come so far? Unusual.” (Dragon-kun)

When I entered the boss room, I could hear the wrinkled voice like an old man’s.

A purple poisonous Mustard Dragon, same as I had fought on the first floor.

It’s ferocious eyes have a color of intelligence.

The skin on which the scales grew looked a little dull, and the body was also about twice as large.