The Only Male Student in the Academy

079. Catacombs Dungeon 4th Floor (4)

I knew something was happening that I didn’t know about, but I couldn’t back down from here.

If this boss battle failure was really caused by a variable I don’t know, then I need to know what that variable is.

I am the only one in this world who knows the Unknown Saga.

Then, within these two days, somehow breaking through the 4th floor of the catacombs dungeon and obtaining the skill book becomes all the more important.

“Shall we go to the third floor soon?”

Catacomb dungeons unfortunately do not have warp gates unlike underground dungeons. That’s why you have to go down from the first floor one by one.

Because it was such a troublesome place, we moved to the 3rd floor, avoiding the battle as much as possible using Claire’s Gaia.

With Della joining the party this time, we changed the order of movement.

Clerda is at the forefront of our party. It’s the same.

Then, with Marie and Della in the middle row, I stand in the last row.

Claire is leading the way because, of course, she has excellent survival skills. Claire never dies in one hit.

But Marie and Della are on the weak side of survival, so we have to protect them first and foremost.

Claire blocks an attack from the front, and I protect it if an attack comes from behind.

‘Of course, it’s a composition that could be very dangerous if Claire is pierced.’

Still, I decided that there was no problem. As much as Marie has , She has the power to endure to some extent.

If Mari is wasting time like that, I will use my mobility to go to help them.

“Ariel, what should I do with so many enemies?”

Claire, who was walking ahead, stopped and said.

It seemed that he was responding to the presence of the enemy with Gaia.

“How does it feel?”

“There are 6 monsters about 50 meters ahead. And 10 monsters not far from there.”

“If you do something wrong, you will be surrounded.”

If you try to bypass it, there is a possibility that you will be surrounded.

Above all, the problem with Claire’s Is that it cannot detect race.

‘Because Wraith has the ability to attract monsters around her.’

If there is a race, there is a high probability that the fight will escalate. If you think about it that way, it would be better not to take the risk.

“It will be safe to destroy them one by one.”

“Okay.”

With that decided, we moved forward.

Eventually, the undead appear.

Three zombies, two living armor.

And a Cursed Sword.

‘Is it a cursed sword?’

It resembles a withered mummy. The peculiar thing is that he is holding a prominent sword.

It was a sword wrapped around a black aura.

The blade is eerily red, and there is no handle to speak of. It is connected to the arm as if the hand had been eaten by the sword.

A parasitic creature in the shape of a sword.

It is a monster that constantly thirsts for blood and continuously sucks the user’s life force.

Those who use the cursed sword will be stained with madness, and will eventually die in one way or another.

Even after the death of the host, the cursed sword continues to squeeze out life force and control the body that is only a shell.

“Power… To me, strength…”

Mira said.

It is still tinged with madness even though it has exhausted all its vitality.

Claire snapped her fingers as she looked at her in displeasure.

“.”

Instantly creates two walls.

As always. Create one wall on each side, deliberately creating a very narrow gap between the walls.

A gap where one person could barely pass. The undead try to push their bodies in, but the gap is so exquisite that they subtly get caught in the situation.

I sprayed an oil bottle on it and fired a flamethrower.

Instantly filled with the smell of burning corpses.

If you are enduring the stench that stings your nose,

Zombies and Cursed Swords burn and slowly lose their vitality.

“Strength… Stronger power…”

Cursed Sword swung the sword.

The point of the sword is not aimed at us. It cut down the zombie right next to it.

The zombie’s head fell off and fell flat.

Conversely, the Cursed Sword’s body began to glow.

He is trying to regain weight from his body that was burned off.

“It’s funny, really.”

Seeing the scene, Claire frowned at her.

Cursed Sword has a skill that recovers HP in proportion to the damage dealt.

If necessary, it also cuts down fellow undead and restores their health.

Because of that, the zombies were defeated earlier than planned, but the cursed sword still survives.

In addition, even the unburnt living armor remains.

“Ariel-kun, Wraith is coming.”

On top of that, one more bad news. Suddenly Della said so.

Della’s eyes were shining bright blue.

“…Does it have ?”

“Yes, that’s right.”

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It is a perception skill that priests can rarely learn. It literally sees beings with souls.

It doesn’t work on zombies that have already died and have no soul, or golems that don’t have a soul in the first place.

On the contrary, it was a skill that showed excellent performance in finding a race that had only a soul.

“What about numbers?”

“Three.”

“That’s a bit much.”

“It’s okay. I can respond.”

Having said that, Della closed her eyes.

She and she burst into voice.

“───────.”

It is a conversation beyond language.

Even though I couldn’t understand the meaning of each word, I knew what they were saying. He is spitting out the sins he has accumulated over the course of his life.

Clear sound.

She couldn’t help but be strongly conscious of the voice, as each word had a strong power.

Sacred Art is borrowing miracles from the gods and implementing them.

In order to invoke the miracle of God, ‘words’ are needed, and the form is slightly different.

It could be a prayer.

It could be a hymn.

It could be a confession.

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It was a skill that imbued the voice with divine power by speaking about one’s sins.

“aaa!!”

The cursed sword emits light.

Living Armor is also about to collapse, and even the Wraiths who were trying to get closer are suffering.

Wide range and indiscriminate holy attack.

Since it was a ranged attack through sound, it was impossible to dodge.

All enemies fall into a state of rigidity,

Taking advantage of that gap, we slayed all the undead.

‘… It’s too easy.’

No matter how much a priest can play an active role in a dungeon, it’s true that one more priest would lower the difficulty this much.

That means…….

‘… So, what was the training I did last time?’

I sighed.

Claire remembered what had happened the day before.

“Claire, did you call?”

The door opened and Alex entered.

There is a bandage wrapped around his shoulder. Alex was also injured in this boss fight.

“How is your body?”

“Ah, I’m not seriously injured. I drank the potion, so I think I’ll be able to return if I focus on treatment for a day or two.”

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“That’s fortunate.”

Claire pointed to a chair with his chin.

Alex also straightens up and sits down in a chair. Alex noticed that he was calling to have a serious talk.

“I called to ask you something. Are you okay?”

“What’s up?”

“The boss fight. Why did that happen?”

“Ah, that’s it.”

Alex explained what happened then.

“It was a very large place. There was a tree growing in the middle.”

“A tree?”

“Yes. It’s an underground cave, but I was surprised to see trees growing there.”

There was only silence in the vast space, says Alex.

It is also bizarre that there is a huge tree growing high in the middle of it, and its leaves are all black, which was even unpleasant.

However, it is said that they noticed a girl sleeping under the tree.

-“People…?”

-“No, it’s a doll.”

The girl was wearing a gothic dress.

However, if you look carefully, you will notice that there are doll joints all over the body.

As her knights looked at her for a long time, her doll opened her eyes,

He quietly stood up from his seat and showed an expressionless expression to the knights.

“It seemed to be a monster called ‘Living Doll’.”

Living Doll. Literally a living doll.

That was the boss of the 6th floor of the Catacombs.

-“Tank forward.”

As soon as Jayka gave the order, the tankers moved forward and lined up.

Seeing this, Living Doll stealthily stretched out his hand, and the soil and leaves moved.

Small porcelain dolls emerge from the ground.

Small stuffed toys fell from the trees.

Living Doll waved her hand once more, and the stuffed dolls flew as if they were being dragged by the gesture, and bumped into the tanker.

– Kwaaang!!

An explosion occurred.

It was an unexpected explosive attack. It was hard to imagine that the dolls would explode like bombs.

Fortunately, the tank crew of the first party, led by Jayka, and the tank crew of the second party, led by Alex, were unharmed. It is said that it was thanks to her priests putting barriers in time.

However, the reaction of the priests was delayed, probably because Della, who was the party’s lieutenant and main healer, was absent from the third party.

As the third party’s defense line collapsed, it is said that the raid entered the path of failure from the beginning.

“Fortunately, thanks to the efforts of the deputy knight commander, everyone was able to escape with their lives saved.”

“Huh~.”

Nothing much different from what I knew. Claire thinks it’s not funny.

Take a sip of tea.

Actually, before I met Alex, he called some people to this place and listened to them.

I thought of collecting as much information as I was warned by Jayka,

Fortunately, there were a few followers within the Student Knights that Claire could command.

Born into an aristocratic family, Claire never takes lightly the power of information.

If overwhelming force is to destroy the enemy.

If overwhelming financial power is to subdue the enemy.

Overwhelming information power is what can dominate the enemy.

That’s why it started, but there doesn’t seem to be much helpful information so far.

“Alex, don’t you know anything about Della-senpai?”

So, not expecting much, Claire asked Alex like that.

Then, Alex.

“Well, we’re not very close, so we don’t know a lot. Come to think of it, Della-senpai…”

“Claire.”

At that moment, a man’s voice pierced my ears.

When I suddenly came to my senses and looked up, the scenery of the dungeon spread out before my eyes.

Currently, the party is having lunch.

No, should I say, to be precise, that he was finishing his lunch?

Mary, who is always in charge of cooking, is putting away tableware and utensils,

“Miss Mary, listen together.”

“Gwa, it’s okay… Eh, this is light…”

“But you can’t overdo it.”

I can see that Della is helping Miss Marie.

Ariel must have extinguished the bonfire she had lit with her water elemental.

I can feel her right hand slightly wet and traces of the use of magic.

“Why are you here blankly? The meal is over, so help me clean up.”

Then he tells himself that.

Over the past few days, I feel like this man really has no hesitation about himself.

He said that not too long ago he was very wary of himself.

Well, it deserves it.

He himself once tried to destroy the man in front of him.

“Ariel, lend me a hand.”

“What?”

“I don’t want to touch the ground.”

“I am… What are you talking about while shooting stones all the time?”

He holds out his hand even though he puts on a bewildered expression.

Has my nature become kinder?

Or are you tired of being suspicious of someone?

Now he is too careless.

To leave such an empty gap.

“Eight.”

Claire tugged at Ariel’s hand and pulled her closer.

Then he pushed his body slightly forward,

Made Ariel’s hand slip inside his clothes.

“Hey, you…!”

“Shh. If you don’t keep quiet, Miss Marie will find out?”

Ariel tried to pull his hand back, but unfortunately the strength was stronger than hers.

His hand touched his chest.

He’s dissatisfied with the fact that he’s wearing underwear now.

He would have been even more excited if his bare hand had touched his skin.

“Ehh…♡”

Claire felt pleasure from being touched by someone else’s hand.

Of course, the touch itself was not very good. There must be a way to make it more pleasant to touch, since he’s still struggling to get his hand out.

But the fact that we are here right now is that there are four of us.

It feels so good to do such an obscene act without being noticed by the two far away.

The moment Miss Marie or Della look back this way, it might be ruined.

That fact is so sweet.

“You crazy bastard.”

-f*ck!

Pain spreads from the top of the head.

At that sweetness, Claire lost strength at the moment, and Ariel’s hand slipped out just in time.

Claire feels regret at the fact that his hand fell out, but

But this pain coming from her head was a pleasure.

Actually, Claire doesn’t like being sick.

Nevertheless, the reason why this pain is a pleasure is that I am being treated as an object by the person in front of me.

-“If I let you live, I can be f*cked, so I have no choice but to kill you, right?”

Every time I see his contemptuous eyes, whenever I feel pain like this, the smell of that day’s death rises strongly.

The intense impact that blows away boredom makes you realize that you are alive as flowers bloom.

My life really sucked this time.

Even in this situation, the self who smiles and laughs,

I feel that the current situation of being treated as an object is somehow approaching ruin, so I feel happy.

“Ariel… I’ll risk my life.”

“Has this really gone crazy… What nonsense.”

Seeing Ariel spreading and squeezing her hands as if checking the sensation, Claire stood up.

Does Ariel recall the feel of her own breasts?

I wish she would.

Don’t give up on yourself.

“Because I want to feel better with Ariel.”

So she should let Ariel live longer.

For pleasure, I would risk her life.

The absence of pleasure is hell.