episode_0129

“Even if it is a passage, it is ultimately a wall made of stone, right? Even though my arm looks like this right now, I can at least break it. Even if there is a protection spell or something like that… My sword could break it. If you break it into pieces like that, it will eventually fall apart on its own.”

This type of building will eventually collapse without being able to withstand its own weight if the pillars, walls, and ceiling are dug out.

It would have been convenient if there had been explosives… There’s no point in looking for something that isn’t there. I’ll have to go through some trouble.

“It’s a method that seems radical and ignorant just by hearing it. Is this the perfect plan to be crushed to death?”

Friede let out a laugh.

That’s what will happen if you break it without thinking. I wonder if I will do that.

“Do I have an idea? If you just randomly destroy it, of course it will happen, but if you destroy it sequentially, that will be enough. In the innermost part, the walls and ceiling are cut little by little, just to the extent that they do not collapse immediately, and the further out they go, the more severe the damage is.”

It’s a bit of a trick, but it’s not impossible.

The early part of the dungeon, where imps and centipede snails appeared, was a vast cave-like space, so this method would not be difficult… .

The only area that had to be destroyed was this passage, and my sword could reach the ceiling.

“If you arrive at the end of the passage and attack as hard as possible… Although it is only my prediction, the impact of the collapse will spread in succession and the inside will completely collapse. Maybe.”

Just like dominoes, they will fall one after the other.

“What do you think, the perfect plan?”

“It sounds plausible, but I’m not sure if I can trust it.”

Friede still looked a little suspicious.

You lack faith, Friede. It’s quite possible.

“Try to trust me. There’s nothing to lose anyway, right?”

“What if it collapses in the middle?”

Millia asked back as if she was worried.

what… If you’re unlucky, it might happen.

“Nothing can be done at that time, right? I have no choice but to run to the entrance.”

“… … .”

No answer came back.

Being silent means you agree with my opinion, right?

If that happens, I will carry you and run, so there is no need to worry.

“Is this really true…? ?”

“… I don’t know, so I’ll just go wake Damian up.”

While Friede continued to worry, Millia, who had stopped thinking, walked up to Damian and shook his shoulder.

Damian woke up and slowly raised his head.

“Uh… … Milia… ?”

“Yes, Damian. You may still be tired, but get up slowly. Let’s go outside. Because Hashal is back again.”

“Hashall… ? Oh, it’s true. You’re back. You look like you’re hurt a lot. Are you okay?”

Damien stood up, rubbing his eyes, and asked a question as if he were worried.

Well, you might be surprised. There are a lot of bloody bandages wrapped here and there.

“It’s bearable. There is something more important than that, so please listen.”

“Story?”

While Friede and Millia were packing their bags, they also told Damien the story they told the other two people.

“How about it?”

“Um… I agree.”

Damian, who thought for a moment, soon nodded.

Friede and Millia looked towards Damian.

“I don’t know, but Hashal, since you emphasize it so much, it must be dangerous. I don’t know if the plan to collapse the passage will work… I think it’s worth a try.”

As expected, you have a good and upright mindset as a future warrior, Damien.

Friede sighed.

By the time Damian agreed, the conclusion was already decided.

That’s right, because Millia won’t vote against anything Damian wants to do.

“If you get crushed to death, I will kick you to hell.”

Eventually, not long after, Friede also agreed to the plan to destroy the dungeon.

Of course, Millia followed Damien’s opinion.

—-

Damian volunteered to destroy the teleportation door.

If I touch it, I might get sucked in again.

Damian, raising his greatsword, approached the door.

“Now that I think about it, I heard that the black iron greatsword that was remade completely melted? I’m so sorry.”

“It’s okay. I did my part enough and it was broken. If it wasn’t for that, me or Miliana would have been in danger. Besides, this great sword seems to have better performance.”

“Really? Then I’m glad.”

But is it okay to go out with that great sword as is? ?

That also seems to be a sword with a persistent spell. Just like magical power, it is an ancient relic.

I think wizards would recognize its value.

“Haaa!”

Damian swung his great sword sharply towards the transfer gate.

The moment the blade touched the door, a violent flash of light erupted along with a strange crashing sound.

A sound like a window breaking, not a rock. A dazzling explosion of green brilliance and a clear magical response.

Damian, startled, paused for a moment.

“Huh?!”

“Damian! Step back… !”

Friede, who was trying to shout urgently, was speechless.

Unlike when the space movement magic was activated, the light that exploded this time disappeared as if it were shattering in an instant.

Where the light went out, only debris remained.

Shattered marble fragments and the broken body of a greatsword rolled at Damian’s feet.

Damian looked in vain at the great sword with only the handle remaining.

It looks like there was a protection spell on the door too. When it broke, the great sword was also destroyed.

I’m glad. There is no longer any need to carry that great sword outside.

“Ah… It was a good sword.”

“How can you destroy every weapon you use without it lasting a week? Won’t you get a nickname later? Something like ‘Weapon Destroyer’ Damian.”

Damian laughed awkwardly.

Well, I guess I find it absurd too.

Black iron weapons aren’t something that breaks that often.

“It’s just a great sword. I’ll save it when I get back, so don’t worry. It was damaged while fighting with me, so I, as a senior, should take responsibility.”

“Oh, as expected, Senior Friede. So then I can just trust you with the repair costs for my armor?”

” Take care of your own affairs. If you don’t have money to repair the armor, you can reduce the magic seconds.”

It’s merciless.

—-

All the way back, Friede kept looking back with regret.

I was busy drawing shades all over the aisle.

As expected, Durandal, like Jin Eun-je’s famous sword, carved and split the rock like tofu.

There was a protection spell on the wall as well, but it wasn’t a problem. Because true silver is a metal that breaks magical power.

Unlike the magic on the monsters’ weapons, the magic on the wall had a weak output.

If you think about it, it’s natural.

Weapons must always be prepared for strong impacts as their purpose is for combat, but how likely is it that an ordinary passage, not even a castle wall, would suffer such a blow?

It would not have even been assumed when constructing the protection magic.

Thanks to this, it cuts off easily.

Still, it was a task that required more concentration than expected.

Every time I cut off a part that had weight on it, I had to carefully check to see if there were any signs of collapse already.

From the middle of the passage, the group was sent to the exit first.

Even if my calculations were wrong and the passage collapsed, I could somehow run and escape… I don’t know if it’s Friede, but I think it might be a bit difficult for the other two.

Even though Milia was against it, she couldn’t break my stubbornness.

Ten minutes to go like that.

The clean passageway was suddenly filled with countless lines.

Pillars broken diagonally. Vertically cracked ceiling.

Deep knife marks drawn here and there on the wall like perforated lines.

It was maintained in a precarious balance, but if an impact was applied, starting from the pillar, it would twist and turn all at once and look as if it would collapse in an instant.

Okay, I think this will be a good success.

Gradually increasing the depth and thickness of the sword marks, I walked out to the entrance of the hallway.

The three people who arrived first were waiting near the entrance.

Seeing the empty bottles rolling around, it looks like they drank some of the remaining holy water while waiting.

“Ah, are you here? I didn’t even manage to destroy it.”

“I told you to just trust me. This is the skill of a master.”

“Being a master at destroying and burning things is not something to be proud of… ?”

If you say it like that, I don’t have anything to say.

You have become like a master of terrorism.

Most of what I did was just the opposite.

“No matter what, it’s much better to be good at something than to be bad at it, right? I’m going to destroy it now, so stay back.”

After confirming that the companions were retreating, he put Durandal in and took a stance.

Spread your legs and bend your knees slightly.

I had no intention of using a sword.

Because the impact had to be applied to as wide an area as possible.

Take a deep breath and gather all the remaining strength in your body.

All controllable power was put into the legs.

“Kaat!”

He exudes energy and stomps his left foot loudly.

The ground is crushed and a harsh recoil launches the body forward.

Twist your knees and waist, and put that strength into your legs – kick with all your might.

A blow delivered as if the entire body were thrown as bullets.

The right foot extends like a meteor and hits the ceiling of the passage.

Heavy drinking like the gunfire of a tank.

The rock that touches my feet crumbles as if erased.

A massive shock pierced the entire passage.

And then the collapse began. Literally like a landslide.

The cut off pillars and fragmented ceiling fall down and crash to the floor.

Violent vibrations and resounding noises.

Shocks gave rise to new shocks, and widespread destruction continued without end.

“Wow…that really works… ?”

“That’s amazing… .”

The companions who were watching muttered.

Look, it works.

—-

There was a slight miscalculation.

I thought only the ruins inside the passage would collapse cleanly, but it seems that the ruins themselves also served as a support for this dungeon.

What does that mean… .

– Crumbling!

“Ack! Damian! Head, above your head!”

“Ugh… ! Thank you, Millia!”

Damian quickly rolled to the side.

A chunk of rock passed before his eyes and crashed into the ground, shattering into pieces.

Damian jumps up and runs again.

Millia, who had urgently warned Damian, was also running frantically.

“Anyway! I! I knew it would be like this!”

“No one can say something like that after something happened! Just run!”

Friede screamed hysterically as she jumped and dodged the stalactites that fell like rain.

The stalactite that hit the floor did not break, but pierced the floor like a spear.

“If you believe it’s your plan again, I’m not a person but an animal!”

“You mean you will trust me again! Thank you so much!”

Friede let out a scream-like yell.

I’m full of resentment. You might have to apologize or something after you leave.

It runs by smashing the pieces of rock that fall on its head.

The entire dungeon was collapsing.