The hero magician wants to relax. He was too active and targeted for his life, so we'll start o

Fireball.

As soon as the fireballs were touched by the slime, they burned up like fuel thrown at them.

Boring. The other day I've been disposing of slime enough to rot in the Wangdu basement, the other guy in the fucking Miscellaneous Fish Slime that comes out in the dungeon is too boring......!

Current location, the 'Great Cavity' fifth hierarchy.

"After all, it's easier to slime someone when you have a wizard."

Lung said in such an easygoing manner. Timit the Sheaf also agrees.

"Not at all. Even a sword can't be slashed, it can't be stabbed, it can't be smashed with a hammer,"

……

Say something, Davan.

Davan, an armor warrior, breathed small but without words.

Me and the E-Rank Adventurers Party, The Hoddelbabosa Regiment, advance the dungeon, The Great Cavity.

"For this minute, fine, looks like it's going to go easy. If you say something like that, it's slime again!

"Look, it's for you, Jin."

And, Mr. Bell. I'm going forward.

"Doctor, please! You're like Nori."

"Doctor, please!

"Shh!

On Mr. Bell's Nori, Lung also rode. What, Nori from the current sports club system.

When I burned it down with the magic of fire, Timit put his hand on my bandana-wrapped forehead.

"Something, if I did it today, I'd feel like watching a slime"

"If you're gonna come out, if you're gonna come out all together, I'm gonna clean you up."

Using magic individually has also become a pain in the ass. Latille, who was behind me, opened her mouth to see if such emotions had come to her face.

"Good luck, Mr. Jin!

"Ooh..."

My brother was a little thrilled with the support of a girl I didn't think of.

... Oh, speaking of which. I take out a copy of the provisional firerod I made the other day from a leather bag (storage). Because of this, why don't we use this guy in action?

"Hmm? What, that wand?

Timit noticed a type of firerod in my hand.

"Wand...... right? Did you have that?

"It's a prototype against slime."

Green slime just right for you, and then it comes. Look, I told everyone to step forward and move the firerod type tipped demon stone closer to the slime.

Distance between the cane and the slime, approximately thirty centimeters. I push the switch in. Then the engraved magic letters reacted to shed magic along the circuit, and the demonic stone at the tip of the firerod erupted a boggle of fire.

The fire burns the surface of the slime, and the pine light greetingly begins to burn the halves. Plump, green slime that moves like a nap.

"Whoa......!

Voices from the galleries. I push the switch again. Firerods erupt again to ignite the safe areas of the slime. The slime, which became full of fire, melted off a few seconds later.

"... hmm?

I twist my neck. Were you in a bad position to hit first, or two shots to clamp one slime. I'd love to knock him out in one shot if I could, but is it possible if I hit him well...?

Lung and Timit are coming.

"Hey, why did you come all the way up here when there's magic?

"... this guy is a tool for knocking down slimes without magic"

"What? Isn't it magic that the flame just erupted?

Lung startles me. Timit nodded as well.

I thought it was magic.

"It's a trick to spray fire from demonic stones. Even if you're not a wizard like me, I made it so you can deal with the slime."

"Wait a minute. Does that mean I can burn the slime with this wand?

"Want to give it a try?

I gave Lung a type of firerod.

"It's made for a guy who can't use magic, so he wanted a warrior like you to use it and ask him how comfortable he feels to use it"

Teach how to use Firerod type. Lung, after eagerly listening to me, stuck around like a child given a new toy.

"Yo! Slime out. No!

You little pussy. Timit smiled bitterly, and I was caught smiling, too.

Lung approached quickly and used a type of firerod when the slime came out. Do you enjoy the fire spraying gimmick, when you did it, you said "awesome" or "fun". Apparently, the mood is meant to be a wizard.

I'm completely free.

A roaring roar. When Raptor, a small carnivorous dinosaur-shaped dragon, jumped, Davan, a heavy warrior, set up a Large Shield but avoided its rampage.

If you eat the pressing as it is, no matter how much you stand with your shield, you can't even do it because it's more human, Davan.

"Fresha!"

If Lung screamed, Archer's cat and daughter released an arrow. A blow pierces Raptor's elongated neck.

Raptor's leg stops. A small dragon that flies a kill intent toward Fresha, who shot an arrow - from behind it, a sword-wielding lung cuts.

But Raptor was aware of it. Rotate to turn around. That stretched tail hit Lung's torso directly and blew him off.

"Shit!

Timit and Davan hang on to Raptor. In the meantime, Latille casts the magic of healing.

"Heal the light of healing, heal the wounds of him, heel!

Light enveloping Lung. The pain drew, and the leader, the boy warrior, rose.

"Amongst other things, Latille! - Whoa, whoa, whoa!

Lung cutting to Raptor again. Poke through the gap your buddies are holding back and tap a short sword into Raptor's thin neck. The sword is stabbed in Raptor's neck, but it can't stop and break with bones.

"Fire Enchant"

I cast the magic of fire attribute addition on Lung's short sword. Once stopped, the sword had a high fever, baked the meat from Raptor's neck, and stabbed Todome.

"Awesome, cuts...!

"Lung, don't blur! Cover the gin!

Timit draws attention. The other Raptor... I'm holding him back with magic.

The 'mud' of earthly magic. He had turned Raptor's foot into mud, and when he captured that foot, he was sinking his half and making him immobile. From earlier, Raptor barks near me, trying to bite me if I do, but unfortunately, it won't arrive for another ten centimeters.

Though, it's going to arrive with some bounce, and I don't feel very comfortable living it.

While doing so, the Hoddelbabosa gang surrounded Raptor and turned him into an octopus beating.

"Ugh! Now three Raptors, I knocked them down!

Lung wins. Fresha, the bowman, also looks very happy to be alive. Cleric's Latille exerts the magic of healing on Timit, who suffered a scratch on his shoulder, but his face spills a grin along with the relief of what he won.

"Jin, are you okay?

A silent Davan called out in a sober voice. I shrug my shoulders.

"Well, he's alive."

If I had come here solo, I would have just finished without stopping in the mud. Today I am an F-rank adventurer. What would be wrong if we defeated Raptor, who we all worked so hard to defeat together, with one blow by ourselves...?

"It's a role to be a shield."

Davan sank a few of his usual expressions that didn't make him feel motivated.

"Excuse me. Besides the wizard, let me do something like a shield"

"I had two opponents. One can't deal with two heads at the same time. Never mind."

Apparently, this simple big warrior is ashamed of letting me stand on the arrow.... even though I don't care. Outside, you're serious with that face.

Timit stripping from the knocked down Raptor. The norm of the Raptor crusade has been fulfilled, but the skeletons are crusading too, and the rest remains if they encounter goblins.

"Can we all still afford it? We'll keep exploring."

Lung declared. Davan puts on his little neck and looks at me.

"Magic, are you still okay, Gin?

"Uh, well."

I can afford it at all, but should I pretend like I'm a beginner and I almost am? No, is that excessive? Nothing. I don't need to pretend to be weak.

"Lung! I defeated three Raptors, and let's turn back here. That would have been the case on the first appointment, wouldn't it?

Latille pulled in a grin and said. He seemed like a sister who was craving some badly made brother. Lung and I were introduced to being childhood friendly.

"I sure did, but come on. We have plenty of room right now, don't we? At times like this, we should take a little adventure and improve our skills, right?

We're going to be able to do it today - there was no objection as to whether we were doing better than usual or, if Lung says so, whether there was anything we thought.

"Isn't that nice?

"That's right, Latille. We can still do it."

Timit, Fresha also told me, Latille put her hands on her hips and sighed.

"I can't help it anymore.... but you can't do it?

Latille, with her young daughter, says something kind of like everyone's sister. Kind, cute, big breasts - if I'm going to get it for my daughter-in-law, isn't it an excellent property?

The fact that there was no objection to the leader's opinion meant that we would go ahead and move on to the dungeon.

"... what's going well today"

With a blurry voice, Davan shrugs.

"What is it because we have gin... do we all know...?

Whoa, you know what I mean - Mr. Bell shrugged, but he didn't hear anything but me.