Arifureta/ From Commonplace to World’s Strongest Vol. 1 Ch. 4

Arifureta: From Commonplace to World’s Strongest Volume 1.

Chapter 4: Guardian of the Depths.

Hajime and Yue harvested the flesh from the defeated scorpion and cyclopes, then carried it all back to his base. Transporting such a huge quantity of meat was no easy feat, but after giving Yue more of his blood to restore her energy, Hajime was able to enlist her help. With their combined strength, enhanced by her body-empowering magic, they were able to transport the vast quantities of meat to his hideout.
Originally, he had suggested using the room Yue had been sealed in as a new base, but she had rejected the proposal.
He supposed it was understandable. She was probably sick of staring at the walls of what had been her prison for centuries. Even if they were going to be stuck on this floor until Hajime replenished his stock of supplies, it was better for her mental health to have Yue out of that room. Thus, they were both spending the time talking and getting to know each other better while they scavenged for supplies.
“So that means you have to be at least 300 years old, right Yue?” “It’s rude to ask a girl her age.”
She glared angrily at Hajime. It seemed even in parallel worlds asking a girl about her age was taboo.
From what he recalled, the vampires had been destroyed in a massive war that had enveloped the land 300 years ago. Chances were Yue had lost track of time, trapped in the silent darkness as she had been, but it stood to reason that she must have been at least that old. If she’d been sealed at the age of twenty or so, then she was most likely far older than even 300.

“Do all vampires live as long as you?”
“…No, I’m an exception. I don’t age because of my regenerative powers.”
According to her, she had stopped aging ever since she had awoken to her powers at a young age. Average vampires could still extend their lifespan by drinking the blood of other races, but even then they couldn’t live much longer than two hundred years or so.
As a frame of reference, humans in this world lived an average of 70 years, while demons’ lifespan was a bit longer at 120. Beastmen had varying lifespans, depending on the specific race. Elves, for example, could live for centuries.
The reason for Yue’s exceptional powers was because she had inherited the blood of the ancient atavistic vampires. Her lineage had made her one of the strongest creatures in the world at the time, and she had ascended to the throne at the tender age of seventeen.
I see. No wonder she was able to blast through that scorpion’s shell so easily. Better yet, she was nigh immortal. Only gods or devils could aspire to that level of strength. And it seemed Yue had been classified as one of the latter.
Her uncle, blinded by his greed and ambition, had perpetrated the misconception among his fellow vampires that Yue was indeed a devil. He had then used that as justification to try and kill her, but had been stymied by her automatic regeneration. As a result, he had ended up sealing her here in this underground abyss instead. At the time, she had been too shocked by the sudden betrayal to resist capture. By the time she’d regained enough of her composure to understand what had just happened, she had already been sealed inside the rock cube.
Which was why she had no idea how that scorpion had come to dwell there, how she’d been sealed, or even how they’d managed to bring her down here into the depths of hell. Hajime had been a little disappointed when he’d heard that, as he’d hoped she might have known some way out.
She discussed the specifics of her powers with him at length as well. Supposedly she had perfect affinity with every element. At one point Hajime recalled saying “What the hell, you’re totally overpowered…” to which Yue had replied by saying she wasn’t very skilled at close quarters combat. The “best” she was capable of doing was using strengthening magic to increase her physical abilities to run around while firing off spells as fast as she could. Of course, her ability to ignore wounds thanks to her innate regeneration and the overwhelming might of her spells meant that was still enough to kill most everything.
An interesting thing to note was the fact that she still said spell names out loud, despite having no need for chants of any kind. It seemed it had just become a habit since she had started learning that way. Even those with an affinity for magic usually had to say something related to the spell to keep a firm image of it in their minds, and it seemed even Yue was no exception.
Her automatic regeneration appeared to be a kind of special magic similar to what monsters had, and would naturally activate so long as she had mana remaining. Unless she was literally reduced to ashes in an instant, she could come back from any injury. But looking at it from another angle, that meant that once her mana dried up, her injuries would no longer heal. Had she taken any damage in that fight with the scorpion, she would undoubtedly have died.
“Anyway… onto the most important question. Yue, do you have any idea where we are? Or any idea how to get back to the surface?”
“Unfortunately, I don’t. However…” It seemed Yue was unsure of their exact location too. Though her tone was apologetic, the way she trailed off implied that she knew something at least.
“According to legend, this labyrinth was built by one of the mavericks.”
“The mavericks?’”
On top of being an unfamiliar word, it had a rather ominous ring to it. Hajime stopped his transmutation work and turned to face Yue. She tore her gaze away from his work as well and met his eyes before nodding sharply and continuing.
“They were rebels that tried to bring about the end of the world.” With how reticent and expressionless Yue was, her explanations always took time. For his part, Hajime had a boatload of transmutation to get through, so he settled back to listen while he worked on replenishing his supply of ammunition. The previous battle had also shown him just how lacking in strength he was, and he had started work on a new weapon to rectify his insufficient firepower.
Supposedly, there had been seven descendants who had colluded together to plot the destruction of the world. However, the gods put a stop to their plans and they were forced to flee to the ends of the earth. Their bastions of exile were what later came to be called the Seven Great Labyrinths. The Great Orcus Labyrinth being one of them, of course. The maverick who created it was rumored to reside in the deepest depths of this abyss everyone else called hell.
“…It’s possible there might be a path to the surface there, in the deepest part of the labyrinth…”
“I see. I can’t imagine there being some huge, thousand story long staircase at the bottom. But if this whole thing was made by someone from the Age of the Gods, then there’s probably a teleportation circle or something.” Hajime smiled at this new possibility. He returned his gaze to the work at hand. Yue followed suit. Her eyes were glued to Hajime’s hands.
“…Is it really that interesting to watch me work?” She nodded silently. Hajime thought she looked extremely cute just then, sitting there hugging her knees with her fingers barely poking out of the sleeve of his baggy overcoat. He was overcome by a burning desire to hug her.
Man, I can’t believe a cute little girl like her is really 300 years old. Parallel worlds really are something. They even have eternal lolis. Even transformed, Hajime never forgot any of his otaku knowledge. As if reading his thoughts, Yue suddenly looked up.
“You just thought something really rude, didn’t you, Hajime?”
“What do you mean?” He played dumb, internally sweating at how perceptive her woman’s intuition was. Silently, he returned to his work, clearly hoping to distract Yue’s attention. He apparently succeeded, as she started bombarding him with questions about himself.

“…Hajime, what are you doing here?” That was the question he had most expected. This was, after all, the bottom of the abyss. The figurative pits of hell. A place no one but monsters called home.
But that was just the first of many questions to come. How are you able to control mana directly? How can you use the special magic of monsters? How are you able to eat monster meat and not die? What happened to your left arm? Are you even human, Hajime? What’s that weapon you used earlier?
After the first one it was as if a dam had burst, and she pelted him with questions ceaselessly.
For his part, Hajime too, had been starved of conversation for far too long. He answered each question thoroughly, not at all annoyed by the storm of inquiries. It looked like Hajime had a bit of a soft spot for Yue. He probably also unconsciously realized somewhere that she was the only reason he hadn’t truly fallen to the level of an unfeeling monster that cared only for his own survival.
Starting from the summoning, he retold the tale of how he wound up there. He told Yue about how they had been selected as heroes, and how he had been a worthless Synergist with no useful skills, to the labyrinth excursion and his fight with the Behemoth, to his betrayal at the hands of one of his classmates, his descent into hell, how he lost his arm to the Claw Bear, his discovery of the potion Yue later explained to him that it was Ambrosia , how he started eating monsters, how his knowledge from his original world gave him the idea for his weapon, his rematch with the Claw Bear, and finally his descent through the dungeon until he reached her floor. He talked at length about everything he could remember. And, as his tale wound down, he could hear her sniffling.

“What’s wrong?” Hajime asked, the concern evident in his voice. When he glanced back at Yue he saw tears spilling from her eyes. Surprised, he hurriedly wiped the tears from her face and repeated his question.
“What happened? What’s wrong?”
“Sniffle… Hajime… you suffered so much… just like me…”
She was crying for his sake. Hajime was momentarily taken aback, before he smiled reassuringly and patted Yue on the head.
“Don’t worry about it. All that stuff’s in the past now. There’s no point in getting hung up over it. I don’t even really care about my old classmates that much anymore, and I’m not all that interested in getting revenge. All I care about now is polishing my skills, so I can make it out of here alive and find a way to return home.”
Still sniffling, Yue closed her eyes and enjoyed the sensation of having her head patted, looking very much like a big cat. However, she suddenly jumped with a start when Hajime mentioned returning home.
“You’re going to go back?”
“Hm? You mean to my own world? Of course I am. I miss it… A lot of things have changed now, but I still wanna go home…”
“I see.”
She looked down dejectedly, then quietly whispered: “…I don’t have a home to go back to… anymore…” “……”

Hajime took his hand off Yue’s head and awkwardly scratched the back of his own.
He was by no means a dense person, which was why he had already vaguely realized she had started treating him as her new “home,” so to speak. It was the same reason she had asked him to give her a name. She was worried she’d lose her home again if he returned to his original world.
Didn’t you promise yourself you’d live only for the sake of your own wish? Just how soft can you get? Hajime mentally berated himself, but he still extended his hand to pat Yue’s head once more.
“Well, how about coming with me, then?”
“Huh?” Her eyes went wide with surprise as she processed his words. She gazed deeply at him with her crimson eyes, wet with tears. Unsettled by the intensity in her gaze, he quickly began talking.
“I mean, well, back with me to my world. It’s a boring place with nothing but humans, and someone with powers as amazing as yours might not find it to your liking, but… well, I guess at this point my abilities are just as crazy. Anyway, I have no idea if you’ll even like it or not… and it’s only if you want to come, but, well, what do you say?”
She blinked at him in confusion for a few seconds before timidly asking, “I can really come with you?” Though her voice was meek, her eyes were overflowing with hope.
Hajime smiled when he saw how vividly her eyes were shining, and nodded. As he did so, Yue smiled so brightly it almost felt as if her expressionless mask until now had just been an act. For a few moments, he was completely captivated by her radiant smile. After a while he realized he was staring like an idiot, and he quickly shook his head.
Unable to keep looking at her, Hajime returned to his work. Fascinated, Yue sidled up to watch. However, this time she stuck much closer to him as she observed him transmute. He had to keep reminding himself not to get flustered.
“…What’s this?” She pointed to the mechanical parts Hajime was currently transmuting. There was a thin cylinder about one meter long, red bullets twenty centimeters in length, and a few other strange objects. They were all sections of a new weapon he was developing in order to make up for Donner’s lack of power.
“This is, uhh… an anti-tank rifle, railgun enhanced edition. I showed you my other gun, right? This is basically just a bigger version of it, with special bullets.” Once the parts were all slotted together, it would turn into a rifle that was one and a half meters in length. He had pondered earlier how he could possibly increase his firepower, and had come to the conclusion there was no way to increase Donner’s explosive force, or the acceleration of its bullets. That simply meant that if he wanted something stronger, he would need to make a new gun.
And said gun would of course need a wider and longer barrel, so it could fit larger caliber bullets and accelerate them for longer.
Hence why he decided to model this one after an anti-tank rifle. Its size made it cumbersome to carry around and it could only hold one bullet at a time, but its power would be theoretically unmatched. Donner alone was already slightly more powerful than a standard anti-tank rifle, so it stood to reason that a railgun enhanced rifle would fire with enough force to pulverize most anything. The recoil alone from such a gun would be enough to destroy any normal human’s arms.
Theoretically, his new Schlagen would be 5-6 times as strong as Donner… or at least that was the hope.
He had used parts harvested from the scorpion to make it. After the battle had concluded, he had examined the scorpion’s super-hard shell. To his surprise, his Ore Appraisal had been effective on it, and had shown him its properties.
Shtar ore: A peculiar ore with a unique affinity to mana. The more mana it absorbs, the harder it gets.
It appeared the scorpion’s toughness had come from building its shell from shtar ore. Since the scorpion had probably been able to pour a huge amount of mana into it, it made for a perfect defense.
If it’s classified as ore, I should be able to duplicate it myself, right?
He had tested that theory and had found he could replicate the ore quite easily. After which, a truly depressing thought had run through his mind. Wait a minute, if this is ore, I could have just transmuted that stupid scorpion’s shell off to save us a ton of trouble.
In the end, they had still succeeded and he had gotten his hands on some interesting new materials, so he supposed it was alright. Once he had analyzed the ore’s properties, he had instantly gotten to work making Schlagen’s barrel. His skills had progressed considerably since

the time he had built Donner, and his work went far more smoothly than before.
He was very precise with how he made his bullets too. He used taur for the shell’s core, and applied an outer coating of shtar over it to harden it. It was his fantasy version of a full metal jacket bullet. He also made sure his ratio of compressed blastrock for the new bullets was perfect. Thanks to his Duplicate Transmutation derivative skill, he was easily able to mass produce the bullets once he had finished a satisfactory prototype to work off of. He talked Yue through the entire process as he worked, and the time flew by quickly as he finished Schlagen.
It looked quite intimidating once it was all put together. He gazed at it proudly, satisfied with the quality of his work. Having finally finished, he realized he was quite hungry and grilled some of his cyclops and scorpion meat.
“Yue, you want some— Er, wait, you probably shouldn’t eat this, should you? I really don’t want to let you experience that kind of pain… Actually, since you’re a vampire, can you eat monster meat just fine?” Eating monster meat had become a natural routine for Hajime by that point and he almost invited Yue to eat with him out of habit before correcting himself. He glanced over to her and saw she was fiddling with his new weapon. When she noticed his gaze she put it down for a moment and shook her head saying “I don’t need any food.”
“I guess that makes sense. You survived 300 years without it after all… Still, do you not get hungry at all?”
“I do… but I’m full for now.”

“You are? You already ate something?” He tilted his head in confusion at Yue’s declaration. She pointed at Hajime.
“…Mhmm. Your blood, Hajime.”
“Aah, I see. So does that mean as long as they’ve got blood, vampires don’t need to eat?”
“We can absorb nutrients through food as well, but blood is more efficient.”
He supposed it only stood to reason that a vampire would be fine with just blood. So Yue’s full from the blood she sucked out of me. As he nodded to himself in understanding, Yue licked her lips suggestively.
“…Why are you licking your lips like that?” “Hajime… you taste good…”
“Th-That’s not true, I’ve eaten so many monsters by now that I probably taste disgusting.”
“Your blood tastes very rich…”
“……”
According to Yue, Hajime’s blood tasted like a very savory soup.
Come to think of it, she looked pretty happy when she was sucking my blood last time too. He imagined it must have been akin to eating a first class meal after starving for weeks.
But when she licked her lips like that, she looked eerily seductive, so Hajime wished she would cut it out. It was times like those that he remembered she was far older than him. But her outward appearance was still that of a young girl, which made Hajime feel guilty for thinking dirty thoughts.
“…Delicious blood.”
“Please, just give me a break.” His new partner was quite dangerous, in more ways than one.
The same day that Hajime and Yue had met, and fought off the scorpion, Kouki and the others had returned to the entrance of the Great Orcus Labyrinth. This time, though, it wasn’t the whole class, but just Kouki’s party of four, Hiyama and his band of thugs, and a judo club member called Jugo Nagayama along with his five burly party members.
Their reason for returning was quite simple. Even if they avoided talking about it, Hajime’s death had still been weighing down on most of the students. They had realized they might really die fighting here in this world, and that fact had greatly shaken their confidence in their abilities. Hajime’s death had traumatized them.
Naturally, the Holy Church was not happy with the turn of events. They urged the students to go back and gain more practical fighting experience, thinking time and familiarity would heal their wounds.
However, Aiko had vehemently opposed that plan.
She hadn’t been present for the fateful excursion where Hajime fell. Because of the rare and valuable job she possessed, the Holy Church wanted her to focus on cultivating the land over building up combat experience. So long as they had her agricultural powers, they could easily solve their food problems.

When she had learned of Hajime’s death, Aiko had fainted from shock. She had felt responsible for the students, and couldn’t forgive herself for hiding back at the castle where it was safe while one of her students had fought and died. She blamed herself for not being able to bring everyone back to Japan safely. Hence why she firmly refused to allow her students to be exposed to any further danger.
Her job was special enough that she was capable of single-handedly revolutionizing the agricultural standards of this world. So when she protested any further practical training exercises, the Holy Church had no choice but to acquiesce. They couldn’t afford to antagonize Aiko.
As a result, only Kouki’s party, Hiyama’s party, and Jugo’s party, who had willingly volunteered to return to the battlefield, were at the labyrinth. In order to grow stronger, they had chosen to once more challenge the Great Orcus Labyrinth. Captain Meld and a contingent of knights were escorting the students this time as well.
Today marked the sixth day of their expedition.
They had made it all the way to the sixtieth floor. After only five more floors, they would arrive at the deepest point humans had ever explored.
However, Kouki and the others were currently stuck. It wasn’t that there was no way forward, but rather the sight before them brought back old fears that kept them frozen in place.
A huge cliff spread out in front of them. Though it wasn’t the same one Hajime had fallen from, it was similar enough to bring back unpleasant memories. In order to advance to the next floor, they would have to cross the suspension bridge that spanned the length of the room. Normally that would have been no problem, but past memories bound the students in place. Kaori especially just stood there, gazing intently down into the abyss.
“Kaori…” Shizuku worriedly called out to her friend. Kaori slowly shook her head and turned to smile at Shizuku.
“I’m fine, Shizuku-chan.”
“Okay… but don’t push yourself, yeah? You don’t have to pretend to be strong in front of me.”
“Ehehe, thanks, Shizuku-chan.”
Shizuku returned Kaori’s smile. A powerful light still dwelled deep within Kaori’s eyes. She was no longer in the grips of despair. Shizuku, who was gifted with above average powers of observation and a knack for understanding the feelings of others, realized Kaori was telling the truth when she said she was fine.
Kaori really is strong. It was all but certain that Hajime was dead. His chances of survival were honestly less than hopeless. Despite that, Kaori chose neither to run from that fact nor to deny it. She simply kept going forward, determined to see the truth for herself. Shizuku admired her strength.
But as always, the class’s thickheaded hero was unable to realize that. To Kouki, it seemed as if Kaori was doing nothing more than grieving at the death of her classmate. She truly must be kind if she’s still sad over his death. Thus, when she smiled to Shizuku, he concluded she must be forcing herself to look cheerful.

He didn’t even consider the possibility that Kaori had feelings for Hajime, or that she still thought he could be alive, and walked up to offer some unnecessary words of consolation.
“Kaori… I really admire how kind you are. But you can’t let yourself be depressed over your classmate’s death forever! We have to move forward. I’m sure that’s what Nagumo would want too.”
“Hey, Kouki…”
“Please let me finish, Shizuku! I know she may not want to hear this, but as her childhood friend, I have to open her eyes! Kaori, it’ll be alright. I’m still here with you. I won’t ever die. And I won’t let anyone else die either. I promise I won’t let anything make you sad ever again.”
“Haaah, this guy never changes… Kaori, I—”
“Ahaha, don’t worry about it, Shizuku-chan. Umm… I get what you’re trying to say, Kouki-kun, so you don’t need to worry either.”
“You do? I’m so glad I got through to you!” Kaori smiled awkwardly, feeling a little guilty for fueling Kouki’s misunderstanding. But even if she tried to explain herself to him, she doubted he’d understand.
Hajime was already long dead in Kouki’s mind. So it would have been impossible for him to fathom that the reason Kaori threw herself into training so fervently, and was so eager to return to the labyrinth, was because she wanted to look for him. Because he never once doubted that his own beliefs were the absolute truth, he would simply think Kaori was unable to face reality, or that Hajime’s death had somehow mentally damaged her were she to tell him her real feelings.

She’d known Kouki for long enough that she understood how he thought, and therefore decided it was far simpler to just go along with his interpretations.
That having been said, he had no ulterior motives in trying to cheer Kaori up either. He was seriously concerned for her well-being. Shizuku and Kaori were both used to his behavior, so they usually just ignored him, but had that line been directed at any other girl, she would have fallen for him in an instant.
Kouki was smart, kind, handsome, and athletic; the kind of perfect guy that no girl normally thought to resist. However, there was a reason his two childhood friends had no romantic interest in him whatsoever. Shizuku had spent her childhood training in her father’s dojo under his strict tutelage, along with many other adults. Her upbringing, combined with her naturally observant disposition, had led her to quickly realize Kouki’s fatal flaw: his misguided sense of justice. A sense of justice that had brought nothing but trouble for Shizuku. Of course, she still cared for him as a friend.
For her part, Kaori was naturally dense when it came to matters of love, and she’d heard enough complaining from Shizuku to be more or less aware of Kouki’s true nature. She did think he was a nice person, but his cliched lines failed to set her heart aflutter, and she had no romantic interest in him.
“Kaori-chan, I’m here for you! If there’s anything I can do to help, just ask.”
“Yeah, we’re your friends, Kaorin!”
The two girls, Eri Nakamura and Suzu Taniguchi, walked over to Kaori to try and cheer her up.

Kaori had only met the two of them in high school, but they had hit it off immediately, and were now counted among her best friends. In addition, they were powerful fighters that were strong enough to fight in Kouki’s party.
Eri was a beautiful girl that kept her black hair cut in a tiny bob, and wore glasses. She was a quiet and gentle girl that usually observed things from a distance. She loved books, and resembled the stereotypical bookworm. She had, in fact, also been the class librarian.
Suzu, on the other hand, was a tiny girl, barely 142 centimeters tall. Despite her short stature, she had a boundless supply of energy, and always looked like she was having fun. She kept her hair in braids, and was constantly jumping around. Her hyperactive personality had made her into the class mascot.
The two of them had seen how distressed Kaori had been when Hajime had fallen off the cliff, and they both understood and approved of Kaori’s decision to see things through for herself.
“Yeah. Thanks Eri-chan, Suzu-chan.” She smiled reassuringly at her two friends.
“Ohhh, you’re so brave, Kaorin! Nagumo-kun, you better not make Kaorin any sadder than this. If you’re not alive, I’ll kill you myself!”
“U-Umm, Suzu? You can’t kill him again if he’s already dead, right?”
“Who cares! Fine, if he’s dead, we’ll just use your necromancy to revive him, Eririn!”
“S-Suzu, don’t say that! Kaori still thinks Nagumo-kun’s alive, remember? Besides, my necromancy isn’t…” Eri scolded Suzu for her tactless behavior. That interaction was indicative of how the two usually were.
Kaori and Shizuku smiled happily as they watched their two noisy friends. Kouki and the others had gone on ahead, so they didn’t hear the conversation between the four girls. Along with his overbearing sense of justice, he was also blessed with the ability to conveniently go deaf whenever someone said something that didn’t fit with his worldview.
“It’s okay, Eri-chan, I don’t mind.”
“But Suzu, you should still tone it down a little. You’re bothering Eri.”
Suzu puffed up her cheeks and pouted at Shizuku’s words. Though relieved to hear that Kaori wasn’t hurt by Suzu’s words, Eri was nevertheless still pale.
“Eririn, are you still uncomfortable with using necromancy? It’s such a cool job, too…”
“…Yeah, sorry. I know I’d be more useful if I could use it properly.”
“Eri, everyone has their own strengths and weaknesses. You also have a really high magic affinity, so don’t worry too much about it, okay?”
“That’s right, Eri-chan. The fact that it’s your job just means you have an aptitude for it. It doesn’t actually mean you have to force yourself to use it if you don’t want to. You’re already more than helpful enough with just your magic.”
“I know, but I still think I should try and master it. I’ll be even more helpful that way.”

She curled her small hand into a fist and solidified her resolve. Suzu hopped around Eri going “That’s the spirit, Eririn!” while Shizuku and Kaori watched on.
Eri’s job was Necromancer. It used dark magic to alter the minds and spirits of others, and was primarily a magic debuffer class. The most advanced of its skills involved using dark magic to recall the lingering attachments of the deceased. The Holy Church employed a number of necromancers as mediums, and they used their powers to converse with the dead and relay their final moments to their families and friends. It was regarded as quite the sacred job.
However, necromancy’s true strength didn’t stop there. The proper way to use a necromancer’s magic was to wrap those people’s lingering thoughts in magic, then use them to possess their corpses. The corpses revived through this method were capable of using the skills they possessed when they were alive, to an extent. Furthermore, necromancers could possess the bodies of the living, and copy their skills to some extent.
However, the revived corpses were not truly brought back to life. Though they could respond to basic commands, they retained little of their original personality, and their skin remained pale and lifeless. They were more zombies than anything. Furthermore, Eri’s conscience prevented her from doing something as immoral as resurrecting the dead, so she had trained her necromancy abilities very little.
While the girls discussed Eri’s powers, a certain figure watched them, or rather Kaori, from the shadows.
Daisuke Hiyama. A few days after their return to the capital, Hiyama began to be shunned by the other students. Once they had calmed down a little, as he had expected, they began to resent him for leading them all into that trap.
He had planned for this, and once the insults started flying he instantly got down on his knees and begged for forgiveness. He knew trying to argue back would only make things worse. To make sure it had the maximum amount of impact, he had chosen a particular time and place to give his apology.
Specifically, he made sure to do it publicly, in front of Kouki. He knew that Kouki was likely to forgive him if he apologized sincerely, and would then smooth things out with the rest of his classmates.
His plan succeeded perfectly, and people quickly stopped directing their scorn at him. Kaori was fundamentally kind by nature, and even she forgave him when he got down on his knees and begged with tears in his eyes. Everything so far had gone according to plan. However, Shizuku was still vaguely suspicious of Hiyama, and disliked him for manipulating her friends.
Meanwhile, Hiyama began surreptitiously carrying out the orders he’d received from the figure that day. They were quite frightening orders. Orders he would normally have never accepted. But now that he’d crossed a line, there was no looking back. As much as he hated it, he had agreed to carry out his master’s orders.
He was terrified of this classmate of his, who was capable of plotting something so dreadful and could still mingle in with the rest of their classmates somehow. Still, mixed in with the terror was a small seed of joy at the sheer brilliance and audacity of the plan.

That monster is totally insane. But if I do what they say, Kaori’ll be mine… If he followed orders, Kaori would eventually be his. He felt a surge of fierce joy, and his lips curled up into a wicked grin.
“Hey Daisuke, what’s wrong?” Kondou, Nakano, and Saitou all looked at Hiyama with puzzled expressions on their faces. Those three stooges were still hanging around Hiyama. As the saying went, birds of a feather flock together. Their relationship had become slightly strained when Hiyama had come under attack, but his contrite apology had restored their friendship. Whether it could still be called friendship if they only got along when it was convenient was debatable, but that was just how it was.
“O-Oh, it’s nothing. I’m just happy we made it all the way to the sixtieth floor.”
“Oh, yeah, I get what you mean. Five more floors and we’ll be the greatest dungeon delvers in history!”
“We’ve gotten pretty strong, haven’t we? Man, those guys who stayed behind have no balls.”
“Now now, don’t say that. We’re just that much stronger, that’s all.” The three others accepted Hiyama’s explanation without question.
Believing themselves special just because they won a few fights was the trademark trait of all small-time bullies. And like the bullies they were, they had actually been throwing their weight around among the students who had chosen to remain. Their arrogance had started bothering the others. However, they were still strong enough to make it as far as the sixtieth floor, so no one was brave enough to complain to their face.

Besides, even they couldn’t match up to Kouki’s party, so they at least remained docile in his presence. Just like the small-time thugs they were.
The party managed to advance without any real difficulty, and before long they stepped foot on the historic sixty-fifth floor.
“Stay sharp, everyone! This floor still hasn’t been fully mapped. There’s no telling what might happen!” Captain Meld’s loud voice echoed throughout the room. Kouki and the others had grim expressions on their faces as they stepped into the unknown.
After a few minutes of walking they found themselves in a massive chamber. Everyone present suddenly felt a chill run down their spine.
An ominous premonition settled over them, a premonition that proved all too soon to be accurate. A magic circle suddenly began glowing in the center of the room. A very familiar, pulsing, dark red magic circle.
“Y-You’ve gotta be kidding me… It’s that thing again!?” Cold sweat poured down Kouki’s forehead. Everyone else was clearly nervous as well.
“Seriously!? I thought that bastard died when he fell!” Ryutarou screamed, the shock evident in his voice. Captain Meld replied to the group in a stern but calm voice.
“We’re still not sure what causes monsters to spawn in the labyrinths, but it’s possible to have to fight a monster you defeated once before. Everyone, stay sharp! Make sure there’s always at least one open path of retreat!” His foremost priority was securing an escape route. The knights under his command all hurried to obey. However, Kouki seemed unhappy with his orders.
“Meld, we’re not the same weak kids from before. We’ve gotten way stronger! I promise we won’t lose this fight, so let us take him!”
“Heh, you said it. I can’t stand being beaten and having to run away all the time anyway. It’s time for our revenge match!” Ryutarou said, a feral grin adorning his face all the while. Captain Meld shrugged with exasperation at their eagerness, but he had to admit that they might have a chance with their current strength. He too, smiled grimly.
The magic circle exploded in a burst of red light and summoned forth the nightmare that haunted all of their dreams.
“Graaaaaaaaaah!!!” The Behemoth roared angrily as it stamped the ground. Those familiar red eyes, dripping with murderous intent, glared squarely at Kouki.
Among the cowering students, one girl glared right back at it with unwavering determination.
Kaori. In a voice so quiet that no one else heard it, Kaori said the following to the Behemoth:
“I won’t let you take anyone else from me. I’ll trample over you and make my way back to his side.” With her determination thus expressed, the battle to overcome their past began.
Kouki made the first move.
“Soar unto heaven, O divine wings— Celestial Flash!” With a thunderous roar, a shockwave of light slammed into the Behemoth.

In their previous fight, even his strongest skill, Divine Wrath, had been unable to scratch the Behemoth. But as Kouki had said, they were no longer the weak kids they had been.
“Graaaaaaah!?” The Behemoth backed away shakily, screaming in pain. There was a long red gash running down its chest, spilling blood.
“We can do this! We’ve gotten way stronger! Nagayama, you circle around to its left. Hiyama, take it from behind. Meld, encircle it from the right! Rearguard, give us some spells! The strongest you’ve got!” Kouki swiftly began barking out orders. His quick assessment and judgment were a result of Captain Meld’s personal training.
“Heh, you’ve gotten pretty good at giving orders, kid. You heard the man! Everyone, follow his lead!” Captain Meld confirmed Kouki’s orders, then led his troupe of knights around to the Behemoth’s right side. Everyone sprang into action at once, surrounding the Behemoth.
The vanguard set up a defensive perimeter, preventing the Behemoth from wreaking havoc on the back lines.
“Graaaaaaaaaaaaaah!” It decimated the ground as it charged forward, trying to break through.
“Like hell you will!”
“You’re not going anywhere!” The class’s two burliest guys, Ryutarou Sakagami and Jugo Nagayama, grappled the Behemoth from each side, holding it in place.

“Grant unto your servant the strength to shake the earth! Herculean Might!” Clad in their body strengthening magic, the two boys halted the Behemoth’s charge.
“Graaaaaah!”
“Raaaaaaah!”
“Uoooooooooooh!” The three of them each let out a different roar as they squeezed out every ounce of their strength. The Behemoth, enraged that a pair of mere humans had stopped its assault, stamped impatiently on the ground. Seeing this, the other students took advantage of its momentary distraction.
“Peerless swordsmanship that rends even the heavens— Eternal Severance!” Shizuku drew her sword, slicing through one of the Behemoth’s horns. Her lapis lazuli-colored mana wrapped around her sword, an artifact with a magically sharpened cutting edge, and increased the speed of her draw. However, her sword failed to cut all the way through the horn, instead getting lodged halfway into it.
“Guh, why’s it gotta be so hard!”
“Leave it to me! Pulverize, shatter, decimate— Bonecrusher!” Captain Meld leaped forward, slamming his sword into Shizuku’s own. The speed of Shizuku’s slash was enhanced by the sheer strength the captain had put behind his own blow, forcing the sword deeper into the Behemoth’s horn. Finally, her sword cut all the way through, and sliced the horn straight off its head.
“Graaaaaaah!?” Infuriated beyond reason, the Behemoth flailed wildly, flinging Shizuku, Meld, Ryutarou, and Nagayama to the corners of the room.

“Enfold the weak with your gentle light— Hallowed Nimbus!” Before they hit the walls, countless rings of light intersected to form a net behind them, cushioning their fall. Kaori had used a rather peculiar defensive spell to soften the impact of their landing.
Her artifact, a white staff, glowed light purple as she fed it her mana. Without pause, she began chanting another spell.
“Heaven’s blessing, shine thy grace on all thine children— Succor!” In an instant, all four fighters that had been flung away were healed. Long distance, wide-area healing was on the upper end of the intermediate level of light spells. This particular one was an advanced version of the Heaven’s Blessing spell she had used once before.
Kouki shifted stances in preparation to thrust, then charged the beast. He chanted a spell as he ran forward, aiming for the wound he had created earlier.
“Dazzling Eruption!” Vast quantities of mana gathered at the tip of his sacred sword as he thrust deep into the Behemoth, which then exploded from within.
“Graaaaaaaah!” The Behemoth howled in pain as spurts of blood poured out of the new wound gouged into it, but it still managed to land a counterattack while Kouki was recovering from the effects of using a skill.
“Guuuuuh!” Kouki screamed in pain as the Behemoth’s clawed paw flung him into the wall. The claws themselves failed to pierce his sacred armor artifact, but the force of the impact still left him gasping for breath. Still, at least the pain vanished almost instantly.

Kaori had started chanting another healing spell before Kouki had even hit the ground.
“Heaven’s blessing, grant thy progeny the strength to fight once more— Divine Ray!” Unlike the mass heal from earlier, the new spell was only capable of healing one target at a time, but in return it was far more potent. Kouki was momentarily wrapped in golden light as he was fully healed.
Meanwhile, the Behemoth roared mightily and leaped into the air, tired of the other flies buzzing around it. The shockwave sent everyone tumbling back while its broken horn began glowing red.
“…So it can do that even with a broken horn. Brace yourselves, everyone!” Shizuku yelled out a warning as the Behemoth began hurtling down.
Everyone present was familiar with its special magic, and they had already prepared for impact. However, the trajectory of its leap surprised everyone. Rather than aiming for Kouki and the others, it was headed straight for the back line. During the fight on the bridge it had always leaped only toward what was directly in front of it, and the members of the vanguard all panicked when they saw it pass over them.
One of the members of the back line, Suzu Taniguchi, stepped forward and switched over to chanting a new spell.
“Let this be a holy ground that denies thine enemies passage— Hallowed Ground!” A glowing dome of light surrounded them not a moment too soon, and the Behemoth crashed into it. The shockwaves from the impact was so powerful that the rocks on the floor nearby were swept away like cobwebs.

Suzu’s barrier successfully ground those shockwaves to a halt as well. But because she forcibly shortened the four verse spell into only two verses, the shield was imperfect. Cracks had already begun appearing within it. Had her job not been Barrier Master, her improvised barrier wouldn’t have done much of anything.
She grit her teeth, and held both hands out before her. Frantically, she supplemented the verses with a mental image of an impenetrable barrier. A good shield never cracks. My protection is absolute!
“Uooooooh! Like hell I’ll lose to this stupid thing!” The Behemoth’s murderous gaze fell directly on Suzu, making her arms tremble in fear. The artifact that she used, a pair of bracelets, went dark for a second before glowing bright orange with her mana once more. She banished the fear from her mind and shouted again.
But unfortunately, her willpower wasn’t enough to keep the barrier alive. The Behemoth was attacking relentlessly, and in a few more seconds it would crumble.
No, it’s going to break! Suzu lamented.
“Heaven’s blessings, grant me thy wonder— Transference!” Suddenly, her body was wrapped in light, and she felt her mana increase exponentially. Kaori must have healed her.
Normally, the spell would only restore a little of the recipient’s mana, but by adjusting how much of their own mana the caster used, it was possible to restore all of it. Transference was a very practical spell. And only someone like Kaori, who possessed the priest job, could use it.

“I can make it now! I love you, Kaorin!” Suzu poured her newly replenished mana into the barrier, cementing its strength. With a sharp snapping noise the cracks in the barriers began melding. Angry at being cut off from its prey, the Behemoth glared at Suzu. She glared right back.
Finally, the red glow started dissipating from its horn. It slumped to the ground now that the force of its charge was completely spent. Suzu’s barrier vanished at the same time.
The Behemoth decided to kill that heavily panting girl next, but before he could do anything the vanguard arrived and began surrounding it again.
“Back line members, retreat!” At Kouki’s signal the rearguard all took a few steps back and the vanguard filled in the space between them. They continued their hit-and-run tactics until finally the back line had finished chanting their strongest spells.
“Everyone, fall back!” Eri, the leader of the rearguard, gave the signal. The vanguard all simultaneously unleashed their strongest attacks and leaped away.
Momentarily winded, the Behemoth was unable to avoid the barrage of fire spells that came flying at it right after.
“Royal Flare!” Five people chanted in unison. A miniature blazing sun bore down on the Behemoth, scorching everything in its path. It grew to eight meters in diameter before colliding with its target.
Blistering heat scorched every inch of the Behemoth. The spell was so powerful that it threatened to engulf even the students, and Suzu hurriedly erected a barrier. Unable to escape, the Behemoth’s helmet melted from the heat of the blast.

“Graaaaaaaaaaaaah!” Its dying screams echoed throughout the chamber. They were the same screams the students had heard when the last one fell off the bridge. The ear-piercing cries slowly faded to a pained gurgle, until finally the Behemoth was nothing but a smoldering pile of ash. Only the blackened walls and charred ashes served to show there had even been a monster there before.
“D-Did we get it?” “We won…”
“We really won…” “Seriously?”
“Is this real?” Everyone stared dumbfounded at the remains of the Behemoth, tentatively muttering words of disbelief. Kouki was the first to regain his senses. He held his sword aloft, and proclaimed,
“That’s right! We won!” His holy sword glittered in the dim dungeon light, declaiming their victory for all to see. The reality of what they’d just achieved finally hit them, and the students all broke out into cheers simultaneously. The guys all slapped each other on the back, while the girls hugged each other with joy. Even Captain Meld was moved by the victory.
Kaori, however, was simply staring blankly at the pile of ash that had once been a monster. Shizuku noticed she wasn’t joining in on the celebration, so she walked up to her.
“Kaori, is something wrong?”
“Huh? Oh, it’s just you, Shizuku-chan. No, nothing’s wrong. I was just thinking… we’ve made it so far.” Kaori smiled wryly as she answered Shizuku. She was even more moved than most that she’d gotten strong enough to defeat the monster that had once haunted her nightmares.
“Yeah. We’ve gotten a lot stronger since then.”
“Mhmm… Shizuku-chan, do you think we’ll find Nagumo-kun if we keep going?”
“That’s what we’re here to find out, isn’t it? That’s what all of this was for.”
“Ehehe, yeah.” They could finally move forward. There was finally a very real chance Kaori could find out exactly what happened to Hajime. She suddenly stiffened up in fear, scared the answer might not be the one she wanted. Shizuku noticed the change, and chose to tightly squeeze Kaori’s hand in response. Reassured that Shizuku was with her, Kaori banished the fear from her heart.
They stood there silently for a few minutes until Kouki walked up to them.
“Are you two alright? Kaori, that was some amazing healing. As long as you’re here, I’m not scared of anything.” He flashed the two girls a dazzling smile as he praised Kaori and Shizuku.
“As you can see, I’m perfectly fine. And you… Well, you’re obviously alright,” Shizuku muttered in a tone full of mirth.
“Yeah, I’m fine, Kouki-kun. I’m glad I was helpful.”
They returned his smile. But their smiles slipped slightly at Kouki’s next words.
“With this, I’m sure Nagumo can rest easy too. The classmates he protected were able to take down the monster that killed him.”

“……” He was already lost in thought, and didn’t notice the two girls’ expressions darken. Apparently Kouki really thought it was the Behemoth that had sent Hajime to the depths of hell. In a sense, that was true. After all, it was the Behemoth’s magic that destroyed the bridge. But more precisely, it was the person who had thrown that errant fireball that had killed Hajime.
Even if everyone agreed not to talk about it, it didn’t change the fact that it was true. But it seemed Kouki had forgotten that fact, or perhaps simply never been aware of it in the first place, since he seemingly thought killing the Behemoth would be all it took to let Hajime rest in peace.
Kouki, who believed everyone was a fundamentally good person, probably didn’t want to keep blaming someone for a mistake. And of course, he couldn’t even imagine the possibility that someone might have done it on purpose.
But Kaori couldn’t put that thought out of her mind even if she wanted to. She could only hold it in because she didn’t know who it was, but she knew for sure if she found out she’d chase that person to the ends of the earth. Which was why it amazed her that Kouki could just forget about it so easily.
Shizuku let out a long sigh. She really wanted to reprimand Kouki, but she knew he didn’t mean anything ill by what he said. In fact, he had been thinking only of Kaori and Hajime when he had said that. Sadly, it was his good intentions that made the barb sting even more.
Besides, the other students were still basking in the glow of victory. Shizuku wasn’t so tactless that she’d try and start a scene.

After that, the class’s most energetic girl jumped into the conversation, dispelling the strained atmosphere.
“Kaorin!” Suzu jumped into Kaori’s arm, calling her by her strange nickname.
“Fwah!?”
“Ehehe, I love you sooo much, Kaorin! If you hadn’t saved me back there, I would be flat as a pancake right now!”
“Y-You’re exaggerating, Suzu-chan… Wait, stop touching me there!”
“Gehehe, do you like it? How about this, you like this?” Kaori blushed as Suzu started feeling her up like some old pervert. Shizuku stopped her rampage with a quick chop to the head, though her blow had a little more force behind it than what was strictly necessary.
“Cut it out. Kaori doesn’t belong to you… She belongs to me.” “Shizuku-chan!?”
“Hmph, I won’t let you get in my way. The only one who gets to xxx Kaori’s xxx is me, Suzu!”
“Suzu-chan!? What are you trying to do to me!?”
Trapped between Suzu and Shizuku, Kaori could only wail helplessly. The strained atmosphere from earlier was nowhere to be found.
From there on out, they would be heading into uncharted territory. After defeating the specter of their past, Kouki and the others advanced deeper into the labyrinth. Meanwhile…
“Daaaaah! Dammit!”

“You can do it, Hajime…”
“Aren’t you a bit too relaxed!?” Hajime was running through a clump of grass, with Yue on his back. Thick, tall grass, coming all the way up to Hajime’s shoulders, stretched out in every direction as far as the eye could see. Yue would be completely buried within the 160 centimeter tall grass.
The reason Hajime was currently whacking weeds out of the way as he ran for his life was—
“Shaaaaaaaaa!!!” Because he was being chased by two hundred monsters.
Once they finished their preparations, Hajime and Yue had set out for the bottom of the labyrinth. They’d cleared ten or so floors with ease already. His new equipment and improved skills had been part of the reason, but another important factor was Yue’s devastating magic.
She could cast any elemental spell nearly instantly, and supported Hajime from the rear. Though she was unparalleled when it came to offensive magic, it appeared Yue wasn’t very skilled with barriers or healing. Perhaps it was because she unconsciously regarded them as unnecessary since she was able to automatically heal any wounds. Furthermore, Hajime had his Ambrosia with him, so he had no need for healing spells either.
That was why their travels had progressed smoothly until now. When they had first descended onto the floor they were currently on, they had been greeted by a massive sea of trees. Each tree was over ten meters tall, and they were packed together tighter than sardines.

The entire floor was extremely humid as a result. However, unlike the jungle floor he had traversed earlier, it wasn’t sweltering hot.
As they had been searching for the next staircase, they suddenly felt a huge earthquake. Seconds later, they had found themselves face to face with a huge reptilian monster. It looked just like a Tyrannosaurus rex.
The only difference was, for some reason, it had a beautiful flower adorning the top of its head. Its sharp fangs and overflowing bloodlust clearly marked a dangerous foe, but the sunflower resting atop its head made it seem more comical than deadly. This was quite possibly the most surreal monster Hajime had faced thus far.
The Tyrannosaurus roared angrily and charged the two of them. Unfazed by its onslaught, Hajime calmly moved to draw Donner… only to be stopped by Yue, who raised her hand.
“Crimson Javelin.” A spear of whirling flames formed out of thin air, then shot straight through the mouth of the T. rex. The heat melted the T. rex’s entire head, leaving him dead in seconds. The ground shook as the beast crumpled.
The flower perched on the remains of its head came off with a plop. “……” Hajime stared on, speechless.
She’d been asserting her strength more and more aggressively recently. Originally she had just supported Hajime from behind, but as time passed she eventually just started preemptively one-shotting anything that intended to do him harm.
He had fewer and fewer opportunities to show off his skills, and was starting to feel rather useless. Is she just one-shotting them because I’m nothing but a burden to her in combat? he began to think worriedly. If she really told him that he’d probably be depressed for weeks. And so, he holstered Donner and awkwardly asked Yue the question on his mind.
“Umm, Yue? I’m glad you’re pumped to fight, but… I feel like I haven’t been pulling my weight recently.” Yue turned back to Hajime, and despite her poker face, he could tell she was rather proud of herself.
“…I want to be useful. Because I’m your partner.” It seemed she just wasn’t satisfied with only covering Hajime from behind.
He certainly did recall saying a while back that they would need to rely on each other in fights as partners who shared the same fate. It had been just after one of their fights. Yue had overextended herself and collapsed after running out of mana. Hajime had to rescue her, and she was beating herself up over it pretty bad, so he had told her that to comfort her… but it seemed she’d taken those words to heart. She wanted to show Hajime she was a partner worth relying on.
“Haha, trust me, you’re more than useful. But even though your magic is ridiculously strong, you’re not good at close combat, which is why I asked you to guard my back. Being the frontliner’s my job.”
“Hajime… Fine.” Yue looked a bit glum as she listened to Hajime lecture her.
Hajime just didn’t want her to be hung up on the idea that she had to somehow be useful to him. He smiled reassuringly and gently stroked her soft hair. That was all it took for Yue’s mood to improve,

and Hajime lost the heart to keep lecturing her when he saw her contented expression.
He didn’t want her to end up dependent on him, so he tried to warn her from time to time, but in the end he was just too soft on her. He was actually disgusted at himself for how weak-willed he’d become in that regard.
As the two of them were having their faux lovers’ spat, Hajime didn’t neglect to continually use Sense Presence, and he suddenly realized there were enemies approaching them.
About ten of them were circling around to surround them. If they’re coordinating their movements, does that mean they hunt in packs like the Twin-tailed Wolves? Hajime thought warily to himself as he motioned to Yue and began retreating. If they were outnumbered, it would be in his best interests to at least move to more advantageous ground.
As they began to close their encirclement, Hajime chose a point to break through and charged. They pushed their way through a dense copse of trees, and as they finally jumped clear, they found themselves face to face with a massive, two-meter-large, raptor-like monster. This one had a tulip blooming on its head.
“…Cute.”
“…Are those in fashion or something?” Yue blurted out those words before she could stop herself, and Hajime found it hard to take the raptor in front of him seriously. As he stared at it, an impossible hypothesis came to mind.

Like the T. rex, the raptor’s bloodcurdling howl was at complete odds with the cute flower on its head. Everyone began getting ready for combat. The flower fluttered peacefully on the raptor’s head, but…
“Shaaaaa!” It paid it no mind, and leaped at the distracted Hajime. The twenty-centimeter-long talons extending from the raptor’s feet glinted cruelly in the dim light as it attacked.
Yue and Hajime both jumped in different directions to dodge.
Not content with simply dodging, however, Hajime also used Aerodynamic to leap multiple times through the air, until he was directly above the raptor. As a test, he shot off the tulip poised on its head.
His bullet passed effortlessly through the tulip, scattering its petals in all directions.
The raptor spasmed momentarily, before tripping over itself and somersaulting into the trees, where it lay motionless. A moment of silence descended. Yue tottered over to Hajime, and they both stared at the tulip petals scattered across the ground.
“Is it dead?”
“Doesn’t look like it to me?” As Hajime had so astutely observed, the raptor wasn’t dead. It twitched for a few seconds before slowly standing up and examining its surroundings. When it noticed the tulip petals, it padded its way over and started crushing them underfoot, as if the tulip had done it some great harm.
“Huh, what on earth is it doing? Why’s it crushing the petals?” “…Maybe someone put it on its head as a prank?”

“I’m pretty sure the monsters around here aren’t some elementary school kids that go around sticking ‘kick me’ signs on everyone they see…”
Once it had finished grinding the tulip into dust, it looked up contentedly at the sky and let out a high pitched screech. It then finally spotted Yue and Hajime, and jumped with a start.
“Looks like it just realized we were here. Just how absorbed was it with that tulip?”
“…Maybe it’s being bullied?” As Hajime marveled at its inattention, Yue looked at it with something akin to sympathy. The raptor stood there for a moment, overcome by shock, before suddenly lowering its stance and bearing its claws. It let out a low roar as it rushed Hajime.
He calmly pulled out Donner, and shot an electrically accelerated taur bullet right into the raptor’s gaping maw.
It made mincemeat out of the raptor’s head, and bored its way through a few of the trees behind it before vanishing from sight.
Carried by the force of its own charge, the dead raptor slid a few feet across the ground before coming to a stop. Yue and Hajime both stared down at the raptor’s corpse.
“Seriously, what was all that about?”
“First it was bullied, and then it got shot… Poor thing.”
“Can we just drop the bullying part? I’m pretty sure that never happened.”

He had no idea what had just happened, but the monsters on this floor made no sense to him anyway, so he just stopped worrying about it. Their encirclement had started closing in on them, so they quickly moved to find more advantageous terrain.
As they pushed forward, they found themselves surrounded by a sea of trees, each five meters wide at the base. The trees were packed so closely together that their branches were entwined, making a natural pathway through the sky.
Hajime used Aerodynamic while Yue used wind magic to hop from branch to branch. He planned to shoot down all the monsters that came after them from above.
In less than five minutes, the ground below became a hive of activity as one raptor after another poured into the area. He was about to throw down an incendiary grenade when suddenly he stiffened. Next to him, Yue also stiffened, her hands still outstretched to cast magic. The reason for their sudden hesitation was none other than…
“Why the hell do they all have flowers on their heads!?”
“It’s one big garden.”
As Hajime had so eloquently stated, the dozen or so raptors all had flowers adorning their heads. All of varying shapes, sizes, and color.
His outcry had alerted the raptors to their presence, and as one, they all turned to face him. Each of them got ready to leap.
He quickly threw his incendiary grenade and began shooting down the raptors outside its range. After each gunshot was a brief red flash, signaling that Donner had torn the head off its quarry. At the same time, Yue used her Crimson Javelin to take down raptors one after another.
Roughly three seconds after the battle began, the incendiary grenade exploded. Burning hot tar splashed everywhere, incinerating a swathe of raptors. Hajime breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that his other weapons were still effective on this floor. It appeared that scorpion had just been exceptionally strong.
The entire flock of raptors was taken care of in less than ten seconds. But for some reason, Hajime’s expression was still grim. Yue saw the look on his face and tilted her head in confusion.
“…Hajime?”
“Don’t you think it’s strange, Yue?”
“Hm?”
“They’re too weak.”
Yue was taken aback by that unexpected response.
It certainly was true that both the raptors and the T. rex had moved in very simplistic patterns and had been easily defeated. On top of that, though they exhibited a fair amount of bloodlust, they had felt almost unnaturally mechanical in their actions. Especially when compared to the raptor whose flower Hajime had blown off. The way it had ground the flower to dust had felt far more natural.
Hajime turned to Yue, but before he could say anything, his Sense Presence detected a new wave of monsters. There was a veritable army of them closing in from all directions. His Sense Presence had a radius of twenty meters, and there were already more monsters than he could count heading their way, with even more pouring into range every second.
“Yue, we’re in trouble. There’s at least thirty, no, forty monsters heading our way. They’re surrounding us from all sides too. It’s almost like someone’s controlling them.”
“…Should we run?”
“No point. With how many there are, we won’t escape. It’d be smarter to climb to the top of the tallest tree and pick them off from there.”
“Okay… I’ll ready a big spell, then.” “Yeah, let ’em have it!”
They sped through the branches, searching for the tallest tree in the area. Once they found it, they hopped onto one of its branches and destroyed all of the surrounding footholds, making it harder for the monsters to follow them.
Hajime held Donner at the ready as he waited. He felt a slight tug at the hem of his shirt, and realized Yue had grabbed onto him. That restricted the movement of his arms a little, so he leaned into her to free them. Her grip strengthened as he did so.
Finally, the first wave of enemies appeared. It was a mix of raptors and T. rexes this time. The T. rexes started ramming into the trunk over and over while the raptors used their claws to make footholds and leaped up the tree.
Hajime squeezed Donner’s trigger. Chunks of flesh rained down to the ground below as one of the raptors had its head blown off.

That had been the last of his clip, so he detached the revolver’s cylinder and spun it to dislodge the empty shells before sticking it in his left armpit and reloading. The entire process only took five seconds.
But he had still made sure to drop an incendiary grenade in the downtime to keep the raptors busy. A curtain of flame fell to the ground below. Seconds later, a barrage of bullets followed. Hajime had already killed fifteen of them, but there was no time to rest.
A group of thirty raptors and four T. rexes had formed down below, and they were frantically trying either to climb the tree or just topple it outright.
“Hajime?”
“Not yet… Wait just a bit longer.”
He replied, without taking his eyes off the enemies he was shooting at down below. Trusting in Hajime, Yue concentrated only on pouring more mana into her spell.
Finally, when there were more than fifty creatures swarming around the forest floor, Hajime decided that must have been all of the enemies he’d detected and he gave Yue the signal.
“Yue, now!”
“Okay! Frost Prison!”
The moment Yue unleashed her magic, the ground all around the tree began to freeze. In the blink of an eye, all of the monsters had been encased in tombs of pale blue ice. They dotted the frozen landscape, looking like crystal blossoms.

Trapped in their pretty frozen coffins, the light of life soon drained from their eyes. The field of frost expanded fifty meters in all directions. Her magic really was a weapon of mass destruction.
“Haah… Haah…”
“Nice job. I’m so glad I have a vampire princess on my side.” “…Gufufu…”
Hajime couldn’t help but marvel at the frozen hellscape Yue had created with a single spell. But casting such a high level spell had drained her of all her mana, and she was panting heavily. She had completely exhausted herself with that attack alone.
Hajime gently supported her with one arm and bared his neck. She’d recover her mana if she drank his blood. The Ambrosia could heal her exhaustion too, but perhaps because she was a vampire, it took a lot of time to fully take effect on her. He supposed it made sense that blood was the best remedy for a vampire.
Yue smiled faintly at Hajime’s praise before sinking her fangs into his neck. A slight flush crept up her cheeks as she drank his blood.
Before she could finish, however, Hajime suddenly dislodged his neck and stood back up. His Sense Presence had discovered another hundred monsters heading their way.
“Yue, we’ve got twice as many as before heading our way.” “Wha—!?”
“There’s definitely something strange going on here. We just wiped out a huge group of them, didn’t we? But they’re still rushing us anyway… It’s like they’re being controlled. Don’t tell me those flowers are…”
“Parasites?”
“You think so too, Yue?”
Yue nodded in agreement.
“…It should have a main body somewhere.”
“Yeah. If we can’t get the bastard that stuck those flowers on everyone, we’ll have to fight our way through every single monster on this floor.”
They decided to look for the mastermind behind the flower parasites before they got overwhelmed by sheer numbers. Until they defeated the puppet master, they wouldn’t be able to do a proper search of the floor.
As they no longer had time to let Yue leisurely suck his blood, Hajime tried to pass her a vial of Ambrosia. However, she didn’t take it. He tilted his head, puzzled. Yue was holding both her arms out to him instead of taking the vial.
“Hajime… carry me…”
“What are you, five!? Wait, don’t tell me you expect me to carry you and run while you suck my blood!?”
She nodded emphatically. He supposed Ambrosia would take too long to take effect, and in a pinch they would need Yue’s magic to save them. However, he wasn’t thrilled about the idea of fleeing from a monster army while she sucked his blood. I suppose drastic times call for drastic measures… In the end, he agreed and lifted Yue into his arm… and then realized that would hinder his movements too much, so he slung her over his back instead. His preparations complete, he leaped down.
And so, we return to the earlier scene, in which Hajime was being chased down by 200 monsters. Hajime hacked his way through a dense clump of weeds with Yue still clinging to his back. Though she had finished sucking his blood, she still hadn’t gotten off.
As he ran, he heard a massive rumbling noise behind him. The entire floor shook as the army of dinosaurs charged toward him. The raptors hid themselves in the tall grass and threw themselves at Hajime from all directions. He killed the ones that managed to reach him and ignored the rest as he ran as fast as he could. He was currently making his way to what he thought was the most obvious hiding spot he could think of. Yue launched magic projectiles left and right, keeping the monsters at bay and preventing them from getting completely hemmed in.
Sluuuurp. She sucked his blood again as he ran. Their destination was the dungeon wall located at the other end of the sea of trees. On that wall was a massive fissure that opened into a cavern.
The reason he had chosen to investigate that location first was because of a peculiarity he had noticed in the monsters’ behavior. While Hajime had been running through the forest, it was only when he had headed in a certain direction that the monsters’ attacks became more frantic. As if they were trying to prevent him from going that way. It wasn’t much to go on, but it was all they had. Besides, if they took too long they’d be overwhelmed anyway, so they had no choice but to bet it all on whatever clues they managed to find.

He had hoped to hide among the grass as he made his way over, but that plan had clearly failed already. Instead, since his position was already compromised, he decided to speed up and activated Aerodynamic along with Supersonic Step to shoot forward.
Sluuuurp.
“Yue!? Can you please stop sucking my blood at every opportunity!?” “…I need it.”
“Liar! I know you’ve barely used any mana since the last time you took a sip!”
“Their flowers are… draining my… Kuh.”
“Stop playing the tragic heroine card, I know you’re just fine, you moron! I can’t believe you’re screwing around like this when I’m running for my life.”
Even in such a tense situation, Yue was more interested in Hajime’s blood than their impending crisis. Man, she’s got no shame. Guess I should’ve figured since she’s royalty and all… And despite her playful attitude, she was still shooting down every monster that leaped in range without skipping a beat. After a few more minutes of running they arrived at the cave entrance, with two hundred monsters in tow.
The fissure was narrow enough that two grown men would have trouble walking side by side. The T. rexes wouldn’t fit at all and the raptors would have to follow in single file. One of the raptors leaped at them, claws at the ready, but before it could even make it a few feet, Hajime blew it to bits with Donner. Once they were through the fissure, Hajime transmuted it, closing it behind him.

“Haaah, we can finally take a break.”
“…You sound tired.”
“If you’re worried about me, how about you get off my back?”
“Muu… Fine.”
Reluctantly, Yue slipped off of his back. She must really like my back.
“Now then, considering how desperate those guys looked, I’d say we’re in the right place. Make sure you stay on your toes.”
“Okay.”
The inside of the cavern was dim since Hajime had closed the exit, so they proceeded cautiously.
After a few minutes of walking, the path opened up into a wide room. There was a second fissure on the other side of the room. Maybe that’s the path that leads to the next floor? Hajime started combing the room. Sense Presence didn’t detect any enemies, but there was this ominous feeling he just couldn’t shake, so he kept his guard up. He had learned the hard way that some monsters could evade his Sense Presence.
It was when they reached the center of the room that it finally happened. A countless number of what seemed like green ping pong balls flew at them from every corner of the room. Yue and Hajime stood back to back and began shooting down the ping pong balls.
However, there were over a hundred coming at them fast, and he realized he couldn’t get them all in time. He instantly changed tracks and transmuted a wall to protect himself. The balls all crashed into the wall, unable to pierce through the thick stone. Though fast, they didn’t appear to have much force. Yue had no problem taking care of the ones on her side with her superior wind magic.
“Yue, I think that’s the main body’s way of attacking. Do you have any idea where it is?”
“……”
“Yue?” Hajime asked, inquisitively. Though she didn’t possess any perception skills like Hajime, her honed vampire senses provided her with a useful amount of information unavailable to Hajime.
However, Yue didn’t respond. Confused, he turned to her and asked again, but the reply he received was completely unexpected.
“…Run, Hajime!” Her hands were pointing at Hajime. Gales of wind whipped dangerously around them. His instincts screamed at him to run, so he leaped away as quickly as possible. Not even a second later, a blade of wind passed through the spot he’d just been standing on and neatly sliced through the wall behind him.
“Yue!?” Hajime could barely believe what he was seeing. He raised his voice in surprise, but then understanding dawned on him when he saw what was above Yue’s head. Blooming atop her golden hair was a small flower. It felt almost as if the monster had chosen that flower specifically for her too. After all, the scarlet rose above her head suited her perfectly.
“Dammit, those green balls must’ve been flowers!” How stupid can I be? I want to punch myself right now, he thought, as he evaded another one of Yue’s wind slashes.
“Hajime… Unngh…” Her usual poker face was replaced with a grief- stricken expression. When he’d shot the flower off the raptor’s head it had stamped on it with a surprising amount of hatred, which meant that it had recalled the time it had spent under the flower’s control. The flower controlled only the body and not the mind.
Fortunately, he already knew how to free her from it. He took aim at the flower and prepared to pull the trigger.
However, it seemed his quarry was aware of what his weapons were capable of, and that he’d shot down a flower before.
It controlled Yue, forcing her to protect the flower. It made her bob up and down, meaning that if he missed he was liable to shoot right through her skull. He ran forward, intending to pluck it off, but Yue pointed a hand at her own head as he did.
“Oh now you’ve done it…” The message was clear. If he tried to get close, the monster would force Yue to attack herself with her own magic.
Though she was practically immortal, Hajime couldn’t say with confidence she’d still be able to regenerate if she blew herself to smithereens with a powerful spell. And she was more than skilled enough to cast even the strongest of spells in seconds. He wasn’t willing to risk Yue’s life on a gamble like that.

Sensing his hesitation, the monster slithered out of the crack in the back of the room.
What crawled out of the depths was a woman-plant hybrid that closely resembled something like a Dryad or Alraune. There was no better way to describe the creature they faced. According to legend, they took on the forms of beautiful women to sap their opponents’ will to fight, and if one treated them well they would be blessed with good fortune. However, the creature standing in front of them didn’t seem anything like the legends.
While it did still look like a woman, its face was as ugly as its fighting style was dirty, and the countless vines writhing around it like tentacles only served to make it look all the more disgusting. It might have been better to call it an Alraune wannabe. There was a wicked grin plastered across its hideous face.
Hajime lost no time in pointing Donner at this new opponent. But before he could fire, Yue got in between him and the Alraune wannabe, blocking his line of sight.
“Hajime… I’m sorry…” Yue gritted her teeth in frustration. Not being able to control her own body must have been unbearable for her. Even now, she was desperately struggling to move. As Hajime watched, crimson droplets began trailing down the corners of her mouth. She must have bitten her lips so hard she drew blood. He couldn’t tell if it was frustration at her own powerlessness, or an attempt to inflict enough pain that she could break the spell. Perhaps it was a little of both.
Using Yue as a shield, the Alraune wannabe fired another green ball at Hajime.

A bullet from Donner blasted it to bits. Though he couldn’t see them, he was sure the ball must have sprayed flower spores everywhere when it burst.
However, Hajime didn’t feel a flower blooming on his head. The Alraune wannabe suddenly stopped grinning when she saw Hajime was still unfazed. The spores seemed not to work on him.
Must be because of all the resistances I have. His guess was more or less correct, as the Alraune wannabe’s spores were a form of neurotoxin. Hence, his Poison Resistance made him immune to their effects. In other words, the only reason Hajime wasn’t a puppet was because of sheer luck. It wasn’t as if Yue had let her guard down or anything. Which was why she had no reason to be blaming herself.
Realizing her spores couldn’t control him, the Alraune wannabe pouted and commanded Yue to attack him with her magic. Another blade of wind shot out toward him. From how simple Yue’s movements had become, and how single-minded the earlier raptors’ attacks had been, Hajime surmised that the Alraune wannabe couldn’t bring out her controlled subjects’ full strength.
I guess that’s some consolation at least. When he moved to jump out of the way, Yue pointed a hand at her head again, rooting him in place. Unable to dodge, he activated the Diamond Skin skill he’d taken from the cyclops to defend himself.
Diamond Skin involved coating the caster’s body in mana and then hardening it, so that they were surrounded by a shell literally as hard as diamonds. He hadn’t trained it much yet, so it was probably barely even a tenth as strong as the cyclops’ version of it had been. Still, it was enough to stop Yue’s wind blades, which were sharp but lacked power.

There is a way I can end this fight right now, but… I’m worried about the aftermath… Should I try throwing an incendiary grenade at it? As Hajime pondered how best to escape the deadlock, he heard Yue’s grief-stricken shout.
“Hajime! Don’t mind me… just shoot!” It seemed she’d resolved herself. If she was just going to get in his way and attack him, she’d rather just be shot at herself. There wasn’t even the slightest hint of hesitation in her crimson eyes.
Normally this would be a scene where the main character said something like, “There’s no way I can do that!” or, “I’ll save you, no matter what it takes!” and strengthen his bonds with the heroine. And in fact, the old Hajime might have done just that. But the current Hajime was a much harder man.
“Wait, really? Thanks.” Bang! A single gunshot resounded through at the room.
Upon hearing Yue’s words, Hajime had fired without hesitation. Silence filled the room as the gunshot’s echoes faded away. The red rose spun through the air before soundlessly falling to the ground.
Yue blinked in surprise. The Alraune wannabe did too.
Yue uncertainly patted the top of her head. The flower was gone, but the hair near it was frizzly and torn. Even the Alraune wannabe, wicked as it was, glared scornfully at Hajime.
“You of all people don’t have the right to judge me!” Bang! Hajime fired angrily at the Alraune wannabe. Green goop splattered everywhere as it lost its head. Its limbs spasmed momentarily before the whole thing crumpled to the ground.

“Are you alright, Yue? You don’t feel weird anywhere, do you?” Hajime casually walked up to Yue. However, Yue glared angrily at Hajime while continuing to flatten down her hair.
“…You really shot me.”
“Huh? I mean, yeah, you told me to.” “…You didn’t even hesitate…”
“Well yeah, I was planning on shooting from the start. I have confidence in my skills, but I figured you’d get mad if I just shot without warning. I was just being considerate by waiting for you to say something first.”
“…You grazed… my head…”
“It’ll heal up right away though, won’t it? So there shouldn’t be any problem.”
“Ughhh…”
Her expression screamed “So what!” as she beat on his chest with her fists.
It was true that she was the one that told him to shoot, and that she would have preferred that to continuing to get in his way. But Yue was still a girl. She had dreams too. She’d hoped Hajime would have hesitated at least a little. She was mad at how lightly he’d taken her resolve.
For his part, once Hajime had realized the Alraune wannabe couldn’t control Yue well enough to use more advanced magic, he had thought there was no longer any reason to worry. There weren’t many attacks that could overcome her immortality.

Despite that, he had hesitated, the greatest taboo of fighting, until Yue had given him a signal that it was okay. He couldn’t understand why she was still so mad after, in his mind, he had given her the ultimate amount of consideration. She got even angrier when she heard his explanation, and sulkily turned her back to him.
Hajime sighed to himself and started thinking on how he could improve her mood. Something that proved to be infinitely harder than defeating the Alraune wannabe.
It was a few days after they’d defeated the Alraune wannabe and Hajime had soured Yue’s mood. She’d nearly sucked him dry before she forgave him. But it had been worth it to make her happy again. Once Hajime had recovered from near-death blood loss, the two of them went back to exploring the labyrinth.
The next floor would mark the hundredth from the one Hajime had started in.
Before they delved into it, he decided to make sure his supplies were in perfect order. As always, Yue watched him work with unbridled enthusiasm. Though it was perhaps more accurate to say she was more interested in watching Hajime work than in watching his work itself. Today, too, she was sitting right next to Hajime, watching his hand and his face as he worked. Her expression was far too relaxed for how dangerous a place they were in.
Having lost all track of time, Hajime had no way of knowing how many days had passed since he’d first met Yue, but she’d been showing him that relaxed expression quite often recently. She’d clearly gotten used to being around him.

Especially when they were resting in his temporary bases, she always stuck to him like glue. When they were sleeping she clung to his arm as they slept, and when they were sitting she always hugged him from behind. And when she was sucking his blood she’d just hug him from the front. Even when she finished she’d cling to him for a long time after. She particularly enjoyed burying her face in his chest and rubbing against him.
But see, the problem was, Hajime was still a guy.
Fortunately, Yue’s childish appearance made her look more cute than sexy, but the fact remained that she was actually quite old. He normally couldn’t tell due to the way she acted, but the few times her age shone through she looked so alluring that he had a hard time holding himself back. He was able to control himself only because he was aware of the constant danger that surrounded them at all times, but he wasn’t confident he’d be able to withstand her temptation once they got back to the surface and they could relax for a bit. If he was honest with himself, he wasn’t even sure he wanted to withstand it…
“Hajime… You’re being even more careful than usual.”
“Hm? Yeah, cause the next floor’s going to be the hundredth one. I just get the feeling there’s going to be something big waiting for us. They say most of the labyrinths are only supposed to go one hundred floors deep too, so… Well, there’s no harm in taking precautions.”
Though in Hajime’s case, he had traversed a further eighty floors after falling past dozens more from a floor that already was most likely deeper than the twentieth. He had long since passed the point where the standard depth of the Great Orcus Labyrinth was thought to come to an end. Considering how much deeper he had delved after already falling into the depths of hell, even he could tell he was far deeper than the endpoint of the “normal” Great Orcus Labyrinth.
Marksmanship, physical abilities, specialized magic, weaponry, and finally transmutation. Hajime had polished his skills in each field to the utmost. His strength was quite formidable as well. However, the truly scary thing about this labyrinth was that even with his strength, it might still throw something at him that could kill him without breaking a sweat. Which was why he made as many preparations as he could before descending. For reference on just how strong he’d become, his current stats looked something like this.
Hajime Nagumo Age: 17 Male Level: 76 Job: Synergist
Strength: 1980
Vitality: 2090
Defense: 2070 Agility: 2450
Magic: 1780
Magic Defense: 1780
Skills: Transmute +Ore Appraisal +Precision Transmutation +Ore Perception +Ore Desynthesis +Ore Synthesis +Duplicate Transmutation — Mana Manipulation +Mana Discharge +Mana Compression +Remote Manipulation — Iron Stomach — Lightning Field — Air Dance +Aerodynamic +Supersonic Step +Steel Legs — Gale Claw — Night Vision — Far Sight — Sense Presence — Detect Magic — Sense Heat — Hide Presence — Poison Resistance — Paralysis Resistance — Petrification Resistance — Diamond Skin — Intimidate — Telepathy — Language Comprehension

Though he received new skills with each monster he consumed, he obtained new magic less and less frequently. Boss-level monsters still gave him new magic, but the standard ones loitering around each floor had stopped granting him new spells. He hypothesized that was because he was becoming more and more monster-like in constitution every time his body strengthened itself from eating monster meat. After all, monsters didn’t obtain the magic of the prey they killed and ate.
With their preparations finally complete, Hajime and Yue descended the stairs to the floor below.
The bottom of the staircase opened up into a massive open room, empty save for the pillars that dotted the area. Each pillar had a spiral pattern engraved into its stone face. It gave off the impression that each pillar was a massive tree with vines entwined around its trunk. The pillars were all spaced evenly apart from each other, and extended all the way to the ceiling thirty meters above. The ground was unnaturally smooth, as if it had been paved. All in all, it was a very majestic room.
Hajime and Yue took a step forward as they marveled at the room’s design. The moment they stepped inside, the pillars in front of them began glowing faintly. The two of them instantly returned to their senses and warily observed their surroundings. Starting from the pillars nearest to them, each set began glowing one after the other.
Hajime and Yue both instantly raised their guard, but after a while nothing more happened, so they carefully continued forward. Both of them were on alert for any sign of enemies.

After about two hundred meters of walking, they found themselves staring at the opposite wall. Set within it was a massive set of doors. The ten-meter-tall pair of double doors also had something engraved into them. There was a heptagon carved into each, with a peculiar pattern adorning each vertex of the shape.
“Well, that’s quite the impressive entrance. Do you think this is…” “…Where the maverick lives?” Yue responded.
It really looked like the kind of room that’d have a last boss in it. Though none of his perception skills were picking up on anything, Hajime’s instincts were screaming at him nonetheless. “It’s dangerous to go any further,” they told him. Yue felt it as well, and cold sweat beaded on her forehead.
“Well, if it is, that’s just perfect. That means we’ve finally made it to our goal.” Hajime pushed down his instincts and put on his usual fearless smile. No matter what was ahead, they had no choice but to move forward.
“…Yeah!” Yue glared resolutely at the double doors.
They stepped forward simultaneously, walking past the last pair of pillars. The moment they cleared them… a massive, thirty meter large magic circle appeared in the air between them and the door. It pulsed malignantly as it shot out gouts of dark red light.
This kind of magic circle was very familiar to Hajime. He could never forget the magic circle that was responsible for trapping his class on the bridge and ultimately sending Hajime hurtling down into the abyss. However, this one was three times the size of the one that had summoned the behemoth, and the inscriptions on it were far more complex and precise.

“Crap, that size is no joke. We’re seriously up against this place’s last boss?”
“Don’t worry… we won’t lose.”
Hajime’s smile understandably faltered a little, but Yue’s determined expression remained unshaken, and she tightly squeezed Hajime’s arm. He nodded in response, and smiled wryly as he watched the magic circle finish its summoning.
Finally, it let out one last incandescent burst of light. Yue and Hajime both covered their eyes to preserve their sight. Once the illumination dimmed, they got their first glimpse of their foe. What stood before them was a monster thirty meters in length. It had six heads attached to very long necks, each of which had a different-colored pattern engraved into its head and a pair of dark red eyes. It resembled the mythical Hydra.
“Graaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!” It let out a peculiar howl and focused all six pairs of eyes on Hajime and Yue. Determined to pass judgment on the foolish intruders, the Hydra unleashed a wave of bloodlust so powerful it would have stopped a normal person’s heart on the spot.
At the same time, the red-patterned head opened its jaw and unleashed a torrent of flames. A veritable wall of fire raced toward them.
Hajime and Yue both dove in different directions, and instantly began firing off counterattacks. Hajime pulled Donner’s trigger, and a small spark ignited the blastrock inside the bullet, which passed through an electrically charged barrel and accelerated toward the red-patterned head. The bullet slammed into the Hydra, blowing the red head clean off.

As he struck a triumphant pose, the white head let out a long screech, and white light began enveloping the destroyed red head. Then, like a tape rewinding, the red head flew back through the air and reattached itself to the Hydra’s neck. So the white head’s the healer.
Seconds later, Yue’s ice spears sheared the green head off, but the white head restored that one too.
Hajime clicked his tongue and contacted Yue with Telepathy. “Yue, aim for the white one! This’ll never end if it keeps healing!”
“Got it!” The blue head opened its mouth next, firing a spray of ice pebbles at both of them. They nimbly dodged the barrage and took aim at the white head.
Bang! “Crimson Javelin!” A burning spear and speeding bullet raced toward the white head.
But just before they hit their target, the yellow head put itself in the line of fire and reared like a cobra. It took both Hajime’s bullet and Yue’s Crimson Javelin head on. It survived both the impact of a bullet and the heat of the explosion completely unscathed, and gazed coldly down at the two creatures below it.
“Tch! It has a tank too? Quite the balanced party it’s got there.” Hajime pulled an incendiary grenade out of his pack and threw it at the heads. He then fired a barrage of full power rounds at the white head. Yue fired a salvo of Crimson Javelins to match him. If she uses her Azure Blaze, she can probably take the yellow and white heads out at once, but it’ll be risky since she’ll be exhausted afterward. She’ll recover right away if she sucks my blood, but I doubt the other heads will give us that much time. There was also the possibility they were tough enough to withstand Yue’s strongest spell. Therefore, Hajime decided it would be too dangerous for Yue to use her strongest spells until at least half the heads were dealt with.
The yellow head managed to perfectly block their barrage of attacks. However, even it couldn’t come out of such a bombardment unscathed, and it was clearly wounded in places.
“Graaaaaaaah!” But the white head began healing the yellow one almost instantly. It was disgustingly proficient at healing magic.
However, right as it finished healing the yellow head, the grenade exploded directly above it. A deluge of burning tar fell upon the Hydra’s heads. Some of it landed on the white head too, which made it screech in pain.
Hajime activated his telepathy to inform Yue not to let this chance slip by. But before he could say anything, a bloodcurdling scream reached his ears.
Yue’s scream. “Aaaaaaaaaaah!!!” “Yue!?”
Hajime tried to rush over to Yue, but the red and green heads unleashed a torrent of flame and wind to block his path. Yue’s screams continued, and Hajime gritted his teeth in worry as he tried to piece together what was happening. It was then that he remembered the black head had yet to make a move.
No wait, maybe it already has made its move! Hajime frantically dodged with Aerodynamic and Supersonic Step while he fired Donner at the black head. A hyper-accelerated bullet slammed into the black head, knocking its gaze off of Yue. At the same time, Yue slumped to the ground. He could tell she was pale even from his distant position.
The blue head opened its jaw wide, and rushed toward Yue, intending to eat her.
“Don’t you dareeeeeeeeeeeee!” Heedless of the damage it might do to his own body, he used Supersonic Step to dash right through the storm of fire and wind.
He used Donner and Gale Claw to deflect any fatal blows while ignoring the rest, and just barely made it to Yue before the blue head did. He had no time to mount a counterattack, so he used Diamond Skin to make himself a human shield. When Diamond Skin was active, Hajime couldn’t move. That was why he hadn’t used it earlier.
A layer of diamond-hard mana enveloped him seconds before the blue head’s jaws sunk into him.
“Grrrrr!” “Guh!”
With a low growl, the blue head tried to swallow Hajime whole. However, he held his ground and used his back and feet to keep it from closing its jaws on him. He quickly pushed Donner up against its upper jaw and fired.
With a bang, the top part of its head popped off like a jack-in-the- box. The strength vanished from its jaws and Hajime kicked the remnants of its head away with his Steel Legs. He then pulled out a flash grenade and sound grenade and kicked them over to the Hydra.

The sound grenade was a new addition he had picked up from a monster on the 80th floor that used ultrasonic waves to fight. He had harvested the organ the monster used to produce those sounds and incorporated it into his arsenal. It hadn’t provided him with any new magic, but the organ had been apparently classified as an ore, so he was able to transmute it into a sound grenade.
The combination of light and sound disoriented the Hydra. With the few seconds he’d managed to buy them, Hajime scooped up Yue and hid behind one of the pillars.
“Hey! Yue! Say something!” “……”
She didn’t respond to Hajime’s voice at all and simply sat in his arm, pale and trembling.
“How dare that black bastard do this!” Hajime cursed and started lightly slapping Yue’s cheeks. He tried calling out to her with Telepathy too, and even gave her a vial of Ambrosia. After a while, Yue’s eyes finally began to regain their former glimmer.
“Yue!”
“…Hajime?”
“Yep, it’s me. How are you feeling? Just what happened back there?”
After blinking confusedly for a few more seconds, Yue gently stroked Hajime’s cheek, as if making sure he was really there. Once she was sure he really was, she breathed a small, relieved sigh. There were tears welling up in her eyes.

“I’m so glad… I thought I’d been… abandoned again. Alone in the darkness…”
“Huh? What on earth are you talking about?”
Hajime asked, bewildered. Apparently Yue had suddenly been assailed by visions of being abandoned by Hajime and sealed once more in the darkness. The absolute terror of something like that happening to her had paralyzed her thoughts and stopped her from moving.
“Tch! So the black one’s a debuffer? Looks like it inflicts a fear status on people. Shit, this monster really is a perfectly balanced party!”
“…Hajime.”
Yue looked worriedly up at Hajime, who was busy insulting the Hydra. It must have been quite the terrifying sight for her, being abandoned by Hajime.
From Yue’s point of view, Hajime was the man who had risked his life to save her from her three hundred year old prison. On top of that, even after learning she was a vampire, he hadn’t shunned her. In fact, he’d happily let her suck his blood every day. The thought that he had abandoned her had stricken her to her very core.
Hajime’s side was the only place she had left to return to. She was happy beyond words when he had offered to take her home with him. And the thought of being alone again scared her just as much.
The seeds of fear the head had planted in her mind had begun to sprout, and they were eating away at her even now. Hajime didn’t have the time to console her though, as the Hydra had recovered from the flashbang. He rose, intending to return to the fray, but was stopped by Yue, who clutched tightly to his shirt.
“…I…” She was still trembling, and it looked as if she would burst into tears at any moment. Hajime was able to more or less figure out what was going through her mind based on the nightmare she’d just had. And from the way she always acted around him, he could guess what she was feeling too. Regardless, he had promised he’d bring her to Japan with him. He could hardly ignore her plight.
That being said, there was no time to comfort her. Trying to give her any half-assed words of consolation would just make things worse if the black head attacked her again. It was even possible the head would target Hajime, so he needed Yue in perfect mental condition to follow up in case he got hit.
But in the end, he knew he was just trying to make excuses for himself. Hajime awkwardly scratched his head and squatted down in front of Yue. She tilted her head, puzzled, as he looked her in the eyes. And…
“…Ah!?” He kissed her on the lips.
It was more of a peck than a kiss, and Hajime’s lips barely touched hers, but it took her completely by surprise. Her eyes opened wide as she stared blankly at him. Embarrassed, he broke eye contact and pulled Yue to her feet.
“We’re gonna kill that bastard. We’re gonna make it out of here alive and go home… Together.” Yue was still staring at Hajime in a daze, but her usually empty expression was gone. In its place was the most radiant smile he’d ever seen.

“Yeah!” Hajime awkwardly cleared his throat and switched gears back to battle mode as he outlined his plan.
“Yue, I’m going to bring out Schlagen. It can’t fire consecutive shots, so I’m going to need you to cover me.”
“Leave it to me!” There was more enthusiasm in Yue’s voice than usual. Normally, she just mumbled listlessly, but her reply this time was filled with emotion. It looked like she’d been freed from all her old fears. And from the looks of it, her inhibitions. When he recalled just how dependent she was on him, he realized he might have been a bit hasty. The future’s going to be pretty rocky, he thought as he smiled wryly.
Tired of their lovers’ skit, the Hydra roared angrily, reminding the two of its presence with a barrage of wind, fire, and ice. The two of them leaped out from behind the pillar, then began their counterattack.
“Crimson Javelin! Force Lasher! Glacial Sleet!” Yue unleashed spell after spell. Spears of fire, spiraling whirlwinds created from the force of a vacuum, and needles of ice assailed the Hydra one after another.
She had aimed for the moment right after the heads had finished their attack, when they were at their most vulnerable. A barrage of magic rained down on the red, blue, and green heads. The yellow tried to cover them, but then noticed Hajime was firing on the white, and roared angrily as it was forced back to protect their healer.
“Graaaaaaaaaaah!” It slammed into a nearby pillar, transforming the stone into an impromptu shield. It appeared the yellow head had an ability similar to the scorpion’s. Though it was nowhere near as powerful.

The first of Yue’s spells pulverized the shield, allowing the latter two to rain down on the unprotected Hydra heads.
“Graaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!” The three heads all screamed in unison. The black head turned to Yue the moment her spells subsided and cast its fear magic on her again.
She could feel the same fear and unease creeping up on her. But this time, the memory of Hajime’s kiss reassured her. The fear was blown away and replaced by something warm as it tried to take hold of her.
“That won’t work on me anymore!” Since her current job was to just cover Hajime, she focused more on bombarding the Hydra continually with spells, not worrying too much about their strength. The red, green, and blue heads all recovered and started attacking again, but Yue was able to take all three on at once. She neutralized their barrage with her own magic and often had enough time to slip in an attack too.
Hajime closed in on the Hydra while the three attacking heads were busy with Yue. He couldn’t afford to let them block his first shot, since that was likely all he was going to get.
Realizing its fear magic wasn’t working on Yue, the black head turned to Hajime. Fear and unease began to well up in his chest, and visions of his early days in hell floated up in his mind. He recalled the pain and starvation he had suffered when he had first fallen into the abyss. However…
“So what!” That was a past he had long since overcome. He had suffered enough that such pain meant nothing to him anymore. He nonchalantly blew the black head off with Donner.

The white head began healing again, but before it could finish restoring the black head, Hajime jumped up to it with a combination of Aerodynamic and Supersonic Step. After that, he pulled Schlagen off his back and nestled it within his armpit.
The yellow head moved to block Hajime, but he had already predicted that effort.
“I’ll just get you both, then!” He activated his Lightning Field, and there was brief red spark as the bullet ignited. This specialized bullet was a full metal jacket, made with a taur core and coated with the same material that composed the scorpion’s shell, shtar. Since shtar hardened with magic, the Lightning Field further powered up its destructive force. His rifle bullets had far more blastrock packed into them as well, and there was a mini-explosion as the bullet rocketed forward.
Boom! There was the sound of a cannon firing, and his special red bullet rocketed through the 1.5-meter-long barrel, picking up speed as it passed. The electrically accelerated bullet was easily four to five times as powerful as a full-power shot from Donner. That tiny bullet packed more force than a battleship round. The creation of such a fearsome weapon was only possible because of his special magic and the super-hard minerals found in this other world.
The only thing that could compare would be a very powerful laser. The bullet scorched the very air as it passed, heading straight for the yellow head.
The yellow head had its own powered up version of Hajime’s Diamond Skin, but the bullet still blasted through it as if it were nothing more than paper. It pierced through the yellow head,

pierced through the white one behind it, and exploded against the wall behind it. The entire dungeon floor shook from the impact.
Once the dust cleared, all that remained were the remnants of the two melted heads, which had somehow fused together, and a hole drilled so deep into the wall Hajime couldn’t see where it ended.
The remaining three heads momentarily forgot to keep fighting and stared in slack-jawed amazement at what had happened to their comrades.
Hajime landed lightly onto the ground and ejected the spent shell from Schlagen. The empty casing fell to the ground with a clink, and the three heads suddenly remembered the predicament they were in. They all glared hatefully at Hajime, but the opponent they had been engaged with until just now was not one they could afford to take their eyes off of.
“Thunderlord’s Judgment.” Ribbons of gold mana flew wildly around the regal vampire princess. Hajime bore witness to the overpowering strength her family had feared so much that they’d sealed her away. Her magic rained down on them like judgment from God.
Six spheres of lightning surrounded the remaining three heads. They hung there in the air for a moment before shooting bolts into each other, connecting the six spheres into one huge ring of lightning. A new sphere formed at the ring’s center, larger than all the others.
It hung there, like a Parthenon made of lightning, shining brighter than the sun. The blazing temple of lightning unleashed its power with the force of a thousand suns.
Crackle! The middle lightning sphere pulsed, and everything encased within the temple was blasted with millions of volts of lightning. The three remaining heads desperately tried to escape, but the outer ring acted as a prison, trapping them in their lightning hell. A huge flash was followed by a thunderous boom, and it was as if God’s wrath itself had come down on them.
Within seconds, Yue’s spell burnt the remaining heads to cinders. They died screaming in agony, unable to do anything to resist.
Yue slumped onto the ground like she always did after casting a powerful spell. She was panting heavily and had returned to her usual deadpan expression, but her eyes glowed with satisfaction. She gave Hajime a thumbs-up. Smiling, he returned the gesture. He fixed his grip on Schlagen, then started walking over to Yue.
However, an instant later—
“Hajime!” He heard her panicked shout. Sensing the urgency in her voice, he turned around to see what she was looking at, and saw that a seventh head had grown out of the remnants of the Hydra’s body. It was glaring right at Hajime. He reflexively stiffened up.
The seventh head, which had a silver pattern carved into its forehead, shifted its gaze from Hajime to Yue, and without warning, fired an aurora of rainbow colored light at her. The aurora ate up the distance between it and Yue at an alarming rate. She had exhausted all her mana and wouldn’t be able to dodge in time.
Hajime shifted his gaze from the head to Yue, and chills ran down his spine. Without thinking, he leaped forward.
Just like when he had rushed to save her from the blue head. Hajime managed to reach her before the aurora could wipe her off the face of the earth.

However, things didn’t end as fortuitously as they had with the blue head. The light swallowed Hajime whole. Even after he absorbed most of the attack, the shockwaves were enough to bowl Yue backward.
After the light subsided, Yue forced her aching body to get up. She frantically looked around, searching for Hajime.
She saw him standing in the same spot he had been in before the attack hit. He stood there defiantly, smoke rising from his body. The burnt husk of Schlagen slipped from his fingers, and fell to the ground. The bottom part had already fused with the floor below.
“H-Hajime?” “……”
There was no reply. Then suddenly, he pitched forward onto the ground.
“Hajime!” Ignoring her body’s protests, Yue desperately tried to run over to Hajime. However, her exhausted body couldn’t keep up, so she tripped. She curbed her impatience and forced herself to drink a vial of Ambrosia. The moment she felt an ounce of her strength return, she stood back up and rushed over to Hajime.
He was lying face-down on the ground, blood pooling beneath him. His Diamond Skin hadn’t been able to protect him completely. Had he not used Schlagen, which was made of the scorpion’s shell, as a shield, he most likely would have died instantly.
She gently rolled him over onto his back, then gasped when she saw his injuries. His fingers, shoulders, and armpit had all been burnt to a crisp, and white bone was peeking out from the charred remains of skin and muscle. The entire right side of his face had been scorched too, and blood was dripping from his burnt right eye socket. The only thing that had saved his legs from suffering the same fate was probably the angle of the attack.
Yue hurriedly tried to force some Ambrosia down his throat, but the Hydra was already readying its next attack. This time it fired off a barrage of ten centimeter wide balls of light. It was like some kind of rainbow-colored Gatling gun.
Yue picked up Hajime and, squeezing out every last ounce of her strength, managed to carry him to safety behind one of the pillars. Light balls slammed into the pillar one after another. It likely wouldn’t last even a minute longer. Each of the balls contained a frightening amount of force.
Yue quickly poured Ambrosia all over his wounds and pulled out a second vial, intending to feed it to him. However, he didn’t even have the strength left to swallow, so he weakly choked it back out. Yue filled her own mouth with Ambrosia, then plugged his mouth with her own, forcing it down his throat.
However, while the Ambrosia stopped any more blood from seeping out, it was unable to fully heal Hajime’s wounds. Normally it would start healing them right away, but it seemed something was obstructing it from working properly.
“Why!?” Yue was practically in a state of panic at that point. She began pulling out all the Ambrosia vials Hajime had on him.
The reason things were progressing slowly was because the Hydra’s light actually contained a poison that melted flesh as well. By all rights, it should have already finished melting Hajime’s body.

The fact that it hadn’t, in and of itself, showed just how powerful the Ambrosia was. While not by much, it had managed to overcome the poison, and was slowly healing Hajime’s wounds. Though it was taking longer than usual, the Ambrosia’s effects coupled with Hajime’s naturally strong half-monster body meant he would eventually heal. However, his right eye had already dissolved beyond all repair, and even the Ambrosia wouldn’t be able to bring it back.
The pillar was on its last legs too, and would most likely be destroyed before Hajime recovered enough to move. Yue looked down at him, a determined expression on her face, and kissed him. Then, after taking Donner from its holster, she stood up.
“…It’s my turn to save you this time…” she whispered softly, before dashing out from behind the pillar.
She had very little mana remaining and no more Ambrosia. The only things she could rely on were her body strengthening magic, her natural abilities as a vampire, her unreliable self-regeneration, and Donner.
The Hydra reared its silver-crested head as Yue ran into its sight, and fired another barrage of light balls. Yue didn’t have the mana left to shoot them down with magic and, lacking Hajime’s skill with firearms, didn’t have the confidence to shoot them all down with Donner, so she opted to run. But physical strength had always been Yue’s one weakness. She was backed into a corner almost instantly.
Finally, one of them hit her on the shoulder.
“Aguu!?” Even as she screamed in pain, she used the impact of the attack to roll back on her feet and resume running. She knew the moment she stopped from the pain, it’d be all over for her.

Her automatic regeneration took longer than usual to kick in. The melting properties of the Hydra’s head were effective against her self-healing as well. And so, she lost even more mana by healing herself. At the rate things were going, she wouldn’t even have enough mana to keep her body strengthening up.
Every time she tried to get closer, a barrage of light balls drove her back. But she needed to close the gap somehow. She wasn’t confident she’d be able to hit the Hydra with Donner from so far back. She needed to create an opening somehow. However, she was unable to find any way to do so, and all too soon she was cornered again.
Desperate, she fired Donner in the hopes of forcing a way out of her predicament. Though she couldn’t use Lightning Field, she was proficient enough with thunder magic that she managed to accelerate the bullet. In a stroke of beginner’s luck, the bullet weaved neatly between the barrage of light balls and hit the Hydra right in the head.
Unfortunately, however…
“Huh?” Yue let out an involuntary mewl of surprise.
Even if she hadn’t gotten the hang of accelerating it yet, she’d still added quite a bit of force to the bullet. Despite that, the silver- crested head had only a tiny scratch on it.
Despair began coloring her expression. But if she let herself be defeated, Hajime would die. Yue gritted her teeth and continued dodging.
Still, she wouldn’t be able to keep it up forever. The silver-crested head reared back and fired a second aurora. The spread of bullets restricted her evasive routes until, finally, she was forced to let a ball blow her back to keep her from getting devoured entirely by the aurora’s light.
The ball she was forced to take as compensation for dodging the aurora hit her square in the stomach and sent her sprawling to the ground.
“Ugh… Ghh…” Her body refused to move. She knew if she didn’t get up she’d be devoured by a barrage of light balls. But no matter how she struggled, her muscles refused to listen. Her auto-regeneration was taking even longer than last time to kick in.
Before she knew it, there were tears rolling down her face. They were tears of frustration. Frustration at her inability to protect Hajime even after he’d protected her so many times.
The Hydra took a moment to let out a victorious “Graaaaaaah!” before firing the next barrage of light balls.
Yue’s death drew closer in the form of rainbow colored light. She refused to close her eyes. If nothing else, she wasn’t going to be defeated in spirit. She glared right at the silver-crested head, determined to go down fighting.
Eventually, the balls filled her vision and she couldn’t even see the Hydra anymore. They were going to hit her. She would die. Inside her head she apologized to Hajime for dying before him. For not being able to protect him. But suddenly… a gust of wind flew by.
“Eh?” By the time she’d grasped what was going on, Yue was in someone’s arms and the light balls were passing by to her side. Her expression filled with utter disbelief, she looked up at the person holding her.

It was, of course, none other than Hajime. His body was still covered in wounds, he was panting heavily, and his right eyelid was tightly shut.
“Don’t cry, Yue. You won this fight.” “Hajime!”
Overcome with emotion, she hugged him tight. His wounds had barely begun to heal. In reality, he was standing on willpower alone.
But he still glared angrily at the Hydra’s silver head. It was looking condescendingly down on the both of them as it fired yet another barrage of light balls. It looked as if it was saying something like “What can a half-dead ape like you do?”
“Too slow.” Hajime waited until the last minute before dodging with unsteady movements.
The silver head narrowed its eyes in anger and fired another salvo.
“Hajime, run!” Yue shouted frantically, but Hajime seemed utterly unconcerned. With Yue still held tight in his arm, he spun and danced around the Hydra’s attacks. Though at times he stumbled, he never failed to dodge. In fact, it looked more as if the balls were dodging him than the other way around. And Yue watched it all, her eyes full of wonder.
“Yue, drink my blood.” He spoke quietly, his silent gaze inviting her. For once, she hesitated. He had lost so much blood already. He dodged with tottering steps, but he still pushed Yue’s face closer to his neck.
“Your magic is our only hope, Yue… So do it. Hurry up, and win this for us!”

“…Okay!”
Yue acquiesced to Hajime’s powerful words, and nodded. She chose to trust in him and buried her face in his neck. Her body healed rapidly as his blood flowed into her. They danced a dance of death, the two of them, as they weaved their way through a storm of bullets.
For a moment, everything lost all sense of color for Hajime. He was whirling his way through a world of black and white, while everything around him moved in slow motion. Only his movements remained sharp.
He had seen it all. While he had been struggling to remain conscious, he had watched as Yue had fought all on her own. He watched as she desperately fought with his gun, until finally she was backed into a corner. He watched as she was thrown to the floor and bombarded with light.
It was at that moment that a seething anger had welled up. Anger at himself. What the hell are you doing!? How long do you plan to lie here sleeping!? Are you going to let your partner get killed right under your nose!? You’re going to give in to that shitty excuse of a monster!? No! No I won’t! Anything that threatens my—that threatens our survival is an enemy! And enemies are to be…
“Killed!” Hajime had felt a tingling run through his body, and suddenly he had awoken to a new skill. He had acquired the final derivative skill of Air Dance, Riftwalk. By focusing all five of his senses to the utmost limits, his other Air Dance derivatives grew that much stronger. The extremes of his situation had forced him to surpass his limits once more.

It was that ability that had allowed Hajime to instantly teleport to Yue’s side, and it was that ability that was currently allowing him to dodge the Hydra’s attacks.
Yue finished drinking his blood, her strength fully restored.
“Yue, hit him with Azure Blaze when I give the signal. Until I do, just focus on dodging.”
“Okay… But what about you, Hajime?”
“I’ll be laying the groundwork for your finisher.”
He let Yue down behind one of the pillars and then charged the Hydra.
He dodged each of the light balls by a hair’s breadth using Supersonic Step, and then fired Donner once he got close enough. Annoyed by the fact that the last shot had still managed to scratch him, the silver head dodged this one. The bullet passed harmlessly through the air and bored a small hole into the ceiling above. Unconcerned, Hajime continued firing as he ran. Sadly, each of his bullets only served to put more holes in the ceiling.
The silver head scoffed at Hajime as it effortlessly dodged. Yue was a little worried about Hajime’s uncharacteristically sloppy shooting, but she chose to believe in him and wait.
Once he exhausted a chamber’s worth of bullets, Hajime took to the air with Aerodynamic. His leaps had grown more precise and he freely flew through the air, sticking close to the ceiling.
Tired of being toyed with, the silver head began firing auroras off at random. Hajime grinned as he dodged them with ease. He was reading the Hydra like an open book. And he had noticed it had to stop moving to recharge every time it fired.
“This is for hurting Yue. I hope you like it.” He finished reloading Donner and fired all six bullets at once, each in a slightly different direction.
Six small explosions dotted the ceiling, and after a moment of silence, a section of it came crumbling down. Ten tons of rock hurtled toward the Hydra. And the Hydra was unable to escape in time as it rained down on its head.
“Graaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!?” The beast screamed in both surprise and pain. Hajime’s timing had been perfect. He had aimed for the moment it stiffened up after firing an aurora to make sure it wouldn’t be able to escape.
He had missed originally on purpose, and then had run around the ceiling transmuting it to weaken the foundations while also setting up grenades in various locations. His six shots had been to set off the grenades.
But he didn’t stop there. He hadn’t done all that just to drop a giant rock on it. He closed the distance to the trapped Hydra in a single Supersonic Step, then began transmuting the rubble around it to make a perfect prison. He transmuted the area around its head specifically to make something like a blast furnace.
He then threw his whole pouch of grenades into the blast furnace and shouted the following:
“Now, Yue!”
“Okay! Azure Blaze!”

A burning blue sun appeared within the blast furnace, consigning the trapped Hydra to hell. His grenades all exploded at once when the blast hit, dealing a considerable amount of damage to the silver head.
“Graaaaaaaaaaaaah!” The silver head screamed in pain. It started firing light balls everywhere, desperately looking to free itself. But whenever it managed to break one of the walls, Hajime simply transmuted it back in place. It had just fired an aurora too, so it wasn’t able to pull out another right away. Slowly but surely, the blue sun sank deeper into the furnace, purging the monster with a fire hotter than hell.
Sense Presence told him the Hydra was now well and truly dead. Once he was sure it was gone for good, Hajime collapsed on the spot.
“Hajime!” Yue tried to rush over to him, but her body was exhausted too, so she was forced to crawl instead.
“You pushed yourself… too hard…” Yue somehow managed to crawl over to Hajime. He could feel her hugging him as he slipped into unconsciousness.
Meanwhile, as Hajime and Yue were fighting with the Hydra, the party of heroes was taking a short break from their dungeon expedition and were resting in the capital.
The increased strength of the monsters they faced combined with the strain of scouting out an unmapped floor had of course taken its toll on the students, but that wasn’t the only reason they had chosen to take a break. There was apparently also someone waiting at the palace to meet them. The Hoelscher Empire, which had shown no interest in the heroes thus far, had suddenly sent an envoy to greet them.
Kouki and the others were naturally wondering why they would send someone after all this time.
The reason there hadn’t been any representative from the Hoelscher Empire, which was allied with the Heiligh Kingdom, when the heroes were first summoned was that there had been very little time since the oracle’s message from Ehit and the summoning itself. That being said, the king had assumed even if they had managed to get a message to the Empire in time they wouldn’t have bothered to send an envoy. The main reason being that ever since its founding at the hands of a famous mercenary 300 years ago, the Empire has been a strength-based meritocracy. Adventurers and mercenaries of all kinds called that holy land their home precisely because they could make a name for themselves with the strength of their sword arm alone.
People like them wouldn’t accept some summoned humans as their new leaders just like that. While the Holy Church did have a presence there, and most of its citizens were technically believers, they weren’t nearly as devout as the citizens of the Kingdom. Since even the merchants and officials generally came from a mercenary or adventurer background, almost all of the citizens valued coin over religion. That having been said, they were still believers even if they weren’t as devout.
However, it was quite likely that they would’ve spurned the heroes had they met them when they were first summoned. That was why it was fortunate that Hoelscher’s emperor had seemingly shown no interest in the heroes until now.

Their sudden change of heart had come about when they had heard the reports that Kouki’s party had cleared the sixty-fifth floor of the Great Orcus Labyrinth, something no one else had managed to do before. When news of the historic breakthrough had reached the Empire’s ears, they had immediately dispatched a messenger to the kingdom informing them that they wished to meet these new heroes. Both the king and the Holy Church agreed that it was probably the best time to let them meet the heroes.
Captain Meld relayed all of this information at length to Kouki and the others on their return trip to the capital.
As the students were getting off their carriages, a single boy came running toward them from the palace. He was around ten years old, with blond hair and blue eyes. He resembled Kouki in many ways, though he was more of a rambunctious little kid. He was, of course, the prince of Heiligh, Lundel S. B. Heiligh.
The young prince resembled a puppy welcoming home its owner as he ran up to one of the girls and started shouting at her.
“Kaori! You’re finally back! I was waiting for you!” Of course, it wasn’t just Kaori who had returned. All the other students on the expedition had also come back with her. Most of them were clearly annoyed that Prince Lundel basically ignored their existence.
Lundel had been infatuated with Kaori since the day she was summoned. But of course, he was still only ten years old. Kaori simply thought of him as a little kid who had grown attached to her. She had no reason to suspect his feelings ran any deeper than that. And since she was naturally inclined to look after others, she simply treated him like a cute little brother.

“Prince Lundel, It’s nice to see you again.” Even Kaori thought he resembled a puppy with the way he craved her attention as she smiled kindly at him. Lundel blushed bright red, but he still tried to look as manly as possible in front of his crush.
“Yeah, I haven’t seen you in ages! Everything felt so boring while you were gone. You’re not hurt, are you? If only I was stronger, you wouldn’t have to fight for us…” Lundel bit his lip unhappily. Kaori no longer held any desire to sit back and let others protect her, but she still smiled at the boy’s childish resolve.
“I’m truly happy you’re so concerned about me, but there’s really no need to worry. I’m fighting because I want to.”
“No, fighting doesn’t suit you, Kaori. Th-There has to be some kind of safer job you can do.”
“Like?” Kaori tilted her head slightly. Lundel somehow managed to blush even brighter. Shizuku watched the entire exchange from the sidelines, smiling as she watched the prince’s clumsy attempts to woo Kaori.
“W-Well, How about being a maid? I could even make you my personal maid so you don’t have to work too much.”
“A maid? Sorry, but I can’t accept your offer. I’m a priest, so…”
“Then how about working at the hospital? There’s no need to expose yourself to danger and fight at the front lines in the labyrinth, is there?”
The kingdom had a state-run hospital in the capital. It was located right next to the palace. It was quite obvious that he wasn’t really worried about Kaori’s safety. Lundel merely wanted to keep her close to him. Unfortunately, Kaori was too dense to realize that.
“I’m sorry, but it’s only at the front lines that I can heal the injured right away. I’m truly grateful you’re so worried about me, but I’m going to keep fighting.”
“Hmph…” Lundel pouted a little as he realized he would be unable to change Kaori’s mind no matter what he said. It was then that the thickheaded bundle of justice decided to butt in and pour oil on the flames.
“Your Highness, Kaori’s a very dear childhood friend of mine. I promise I won’t let any harm come to her,” Kouki said with a grin, intending to assuage the young boy’s worries. Unfortunately, he didn’t realize that only made matters worse. To the smitten Lundel, it sounded like he was saying “Don’t you dare lay a hand on my woman. As long as I’m around, I won’t let anyone else have Kaori!” The hero and the healer. They really did seem like a dream couple.
Lundel glared hatefully at Kouki, as if he were staring at his mortal enemy. To his young mind, it seemed as if Kouki and Kaori were already lovers.
“How can you call yourself a man when you take Kaori to such dangerous places with you?! I won’t lose! I’ll show you that Kaori’s better off with me!”
“Umm…” Kaori stared at Lundel, puzzled by his sudden outburst as Kouki just stared at him blankly. And Shizuku, having watched the entire exchange, just sighed at Kouki’s dense attitude.

Lundel ground his teeth angrily, and Kouki opened his mouth to try and smooth the situation over. But before he could make matters worse, a sharp voice rang out across the courtyard.
“Lundel, stop acting like a child. You’re bothering Kaori and Kouki.” “S-Sister…!? B-But—”
“No buts. Everyone’s working so hard for our sake, but you’re completely ignoring their feelings and trying to keep Kaori here… Don’t you think you’re being immature?”
“Aww… B-But…”
“Lundel?”
“I-I just remembered something I have to do! Excuse me!”
Unwilling to admit his own mistake, Lundel turned around and ran off. Princess Liliana sighed exasperatedly as she watched him go.
“Kaori, Kouki, I apologize on my brother’s behalf. He must have caused you a great deal of trouble.” She bowed deeply as she apologized to them, and her long blonde hair fell gracefully over her shoulders.
“There’s no need to apologize, Lili. I’m sure Lundel was just worried about me.”
“Exactly. I’m not sure why he was so angry, but… if I said anything that offended him, it’s me who should be apologizing.”
Liliana simply smiled awkwardly. She sympathized a little with her little brother. The target of his affections wasn’t interested in him in the least. Worse, his self-proclaimed love rival didn’t even care that he was around.

There had actually been quite the commotion when Kouki and Lundel had first met, but… that was a story for another time.
Liliana was currently fourteen years old. Her beautiful appearance and flowing blonde hair made her popular both within the palace and among the common folk. She was serious about her duties, gentle, and not too uptight about social standing. Despite her station, she was kind to the servants and maids, and got along well with people of all classes.
She was actually deeply troubled by Kouki and the other students’ situation. Not only in her capacity as a princess, but on a personal level as well. She felt extremely guilty about getting a group of unrelated children embroiled in her country’s problems.
It took her no time at all to get friendly with most of the summoned students. In fact, she got along especially well with Kaori and Shizuku, and before long they had dropped formal titles and were calling each other by nicknames.
“There’s no need for that, Kouki. Lundel’s just a bit wild, so don’t mind him. More importantly, welcome back everyone. I’m glad you all returned safe and sound.” Liliana smiled warmly at the students. Even though they were used to seeing beauties like Kaori and Shizuku in their class, the guys were still utterly charmed by her friendly smile. Liliana’s beauty was accentuated by the refined air of royalty, something that few other people could hope to match.
The members of Hiyama and Nagayama’s groups were both beet red, and even some of the girls were blushing slightly. The students were all overwhelmed by the fact that they were speaking directly to royalty, something they would never have gotten the chance to do in their own world. To them, it was strange that Kaori and Shizuku were able to talk to her like she was just another one of their friends.
“Thanks, Lili. Your smile alone is enough to blow all our exhaustion away. I’m happy to see you again too,” Kouki replied, with his usual set of cliched lines accompanied by his trademark smile. However, to reiterate, Kouki had no ulterior motives hidden in his words. He truly was just happy to come back alive and see his friend once more. In reality, he was completely clueless about the effects his words and conduct had on others.
“Eh, r-really? U-Umm…” Since she was a princess, Liliana had gotten used to receiving compliments from all sorts of people. Nobles, foreign dignitaries, messengers, and even commoners praised her beauty or her intelligence at every turn. Hence why she had mastered the art of discerning people’s true intentions.
And that was precisely why she was able to tell Kouki sincerely meant every word he uttered. The only other people that complimented her sincerely were her family, so she wasn’t used to wholehearted praise. She blushed a deep crimson as she scrambled to formulate some kind of reply. That easily flustered side of her was also part of the reason she was so popular.
Kouki just stood there, grinning happily, once again utterly unaware of the effects his words had caused. As always, Shizuku sighed tiredly behind him. It was because she knew him so well that she understood that, even if someone tried to tell him, he wouldn’t get it.
“Umm, anyway, thank you so much for everything you’re doing for us. There’s a warm meal and hot baths waiting for everyone, so please take some time to relax. The Hoelscher Empire’s envoy isn’ t due to arrive for a few days, so there’s no need to rush.” Liliana managed to compose herself and give a princess-like response.
The students all began winding down, and slowly eased away the exhaustion they’d built up during their labyrinth excursion. They told their classmates who stayed behind that they’d defeated the Behemoth, and shouts of joy could be heard echoing throughout the palace halls. The good news convinced more of them to return to the front lines, and the labyrinth party’s numbers quickly swelled. The ones who’d been away also learned from the ones who stayed behind that Aiko-sensei was being called the Harvest Goddess by the citizens because of how amazing her agricultural skills were. Aiko herself was embarrassed by the nickname, and didn’t particularly want anyone calling her by it. While most of the students were glad to finally have a break, Kaori alone wished they were still down there fighting.
Three days after the students’ return, the Hoelscher Empire’s envoys arrived. Five dignitaries were currently standing on the throne room’s red carpet. The students who had all gone on the labyrinth expedition, all the important nobles, and Ishtar’s posse of priests were, of course, all there to receive them.
“Welcome, envoys. You are free to appraise our kingdom’s saviors at your leisure.”
“Your Majesty, we are truly grateful that you have granted us this audience at such short notice. Pardon my abruptness, but which among them is the hero we have heard so much about?”
“Allow me to introduce him. Sir Kouki, if you would be so kind as to step forward.”

“As you wish.”
With the necessary formalities out of the way, it was finally time for Kouki’s introduction. He stepped forward as requested. Though scarcely two months had passed since his summoning, Kouki’s build and expression had both become much manlier.
Had any of the maids, noble’s daughters, or members of Kouki’s fan club been present in the hall at the time, they would have wet their panties at the sight of his dashing figure. There were dozens of noble ladies that had approached Kouki already, but his dense mind simply thought they were all nice people who wanted nothing more than to chat with him. He was the very incarnation of a dense harem protagonist.
“You’re quite young. Forgive me for being so forward, but have you really cleared the sixty-fifth floor? If I recall correctly, a vicious monster known as a Behemoth guards the exit to that floor.” The envoy that spoke watched Kouki carefully. He couldn’t be too overt with Ishtar’s eyes on him, but he was clearly suspicious of Kouki’s abilities. One of his guards sized up Kouki, as if he were evaluating a piece of merchandise.
Kouki found the man’s gaze disquieting, but he still answered their questions.
“Umm, would you believe me if I explained how we beat it? Or would it be better to show you the partial map we have of the sixty- sixth floor?” Kouki threw out a number of suggestions, but the envoy grinned boyishly and shook his head to deny them all.
“No, words won’t convince me. There’s a much faster and more efficient way of making sure, don’t you think? How about you have a mock battle with one of my guards here. That’ll show us the fullest extent of your skills, Sir Hero.”
“Well, I don’t mind, but…”
Kouki seemed somewhat unsure and turned to look back at King Eliheid. King Eliheid, in turn, looked to Ishtar for confirmation, who nodded solemnly. It wouldn’t have been difficult to invoke Ehit’s name and use the force of religion to get the Hoelscher Empire to accept Kouki as the leader of the human resistance, but having them fight him was the fastest way to clear up any doubts about his abilities.
“Very well. Sir Kouki, please demonstrate your strength to our guests.”
“Then it’s decided. Could you please prepare a suitable location for our bout?”
Once the match was decided, all of the members present shuffled out of the throne room and onto the venue of the fight.
Kouki’s opponent looked average in every way. Average height, average looks, average build. He was someone that would instantly disappear in a crowd of people. At a glance, he didn’t seem all that strong either. The envoy’s bodyguard drew his sword lazily and let it hang limply at his side. He didn’t bother to take any kind of stance.
Anger started to build within Kouki at being underestimated so blatantly. He started off more vigorously than he had initially intended, thinking a powerful attack would make his opponent take the fight seriously.

“Here I come!” Kouki moved like the wind. With the power of his Supersonic Step, he closed the distance to his opponent in an instant and swung down with his bamboo practice blade.
An average warrior would have had trouble just following his movements. Kouki planned on stopping just before actually hitting his foe. But it seemed such consideration was unnecessary. The one who had been underestimating their opponent was in fact Kouki.
“Ah!?” He let out a surprised cry as he was blown backward.
The bodyguard was simply standing there, glaring at Kouki with his sword half-raised. The instant Kouki had let the strength drain from his arms to pull the swing short, the bodyguard had flicked his sword up and flung Kouki back.
Kouki slid across the ground for a few seconds before somehow managing to recover his stance. After that, he stared at the bodyguard in open-faced shock. Even if he had been focusing his attention on controlling his power, the fact that he hadn’t been able to see the guard’s attack at all was unbelievable.
The bodyguard lowered his raised sword and returned to his original defenseless stance. I see. The reason I couldn’t follow that attack was because it was so natural and harmless that my body didn’t feel any danger from it, Kouki suddenly thought.
“…Hey, Hero. You don’t come from a fighting background, do you?” Kouki squinted his eyes suspiciously, still somewhat physically and mentally rattled from that last exchange. The bodyguard was regarding him with a ponderous expression as he haughtily asked that question. Though he stumbled over his words, Kouki managed to get out a reply.

“Eh? Umm, no, I don’t. I was originally just a student.” “…And now you’re Ehit’s chosen hero, huh?”
He scoffed contemptuously and shot a quick glance over at Ishtar and his priests. Then, with those same unnaturally natural movements, he began closing in on Kouki.
“Prepare yourself, Hero. If you hold back again…” Goosebumps coated Kouki’s arms. The bodyguard’s tone of voice clearly conveyed what awaited him if he held back. There was a sudden surge of bloodlust, which made Kouki’s instincts start screaming at him. He quickly raised his sword over his head, which was the only thing that prevented him from being decapitated right then and there.
“Ugh!?” There was the loud thump of sword against sword as their weapons met. The force of the man’s unrefined swing sent Kouki to his knees, and he gazed up into the bodyguard’s eyes, his thoughts paralyzed by shock. How on earth did he get to me so quickly!?
The bloodlust coming off the bodyguard was dense enough to be palpable.
“Ah… Uwaaaaaaaah!!!” Kouki let out an incoherent roar and suddenly large gouts of mana began pouring from his body.
The force of his mana alone was enough to push the bodyguard back, breaking his stance. Kouki took advantage of that opening and thrust forward with his Holy Sword. But milliseconds before it pierced through the man’s skin, Kouki’s sword suddenly slowed. It had nothing to do with the fact that he was trying to hold back. The slowing of his sword had been due to something more instinctive. The bodyguard suddenly narrowed his eyes. Then…

“Let’s stop here,” he muttered coldly. At the same time, he recovered his stance almost instantly, and blocked Kouki’s desperate attack with a lazy flick of his sword. Following that, he jumped back and sheathed his weapon.
“Eh? Huh?” Kouki gazed at him blankly, and the bodyguard simply stared at him coldly.
“Hey, do you realize what it is you’re going to be going up against?”
“U-Umm, we’ll be fighting monsters and demons and stuff… The ones who are making all these people suffer.”
“Monsters and demons and stuff, huh? And you think you can handle that with such cowardly attacks? Doesn’t seem like it to me. You’re supposed to be the one who’ll lead us in battle? Don’t make me laugh.” The man threw Kouki’s words back in his face and criticized his shortcomings with neither an ounce of scorn or ridicule in his voice. He spoke mechanically, stating the simple truth. Even Kouki couldn’t take this much abuse lying down.
“Don’t you think it’s rude to call my attacks cowardly? I’m serious about—”
“A kid who’s afraid to get hurt or hurt others can’t do anything. Don’t go running your mouth when you won’t even come at me with the intent to kill. You can’t claim you’re ‘serious’ with that half-assed resolve of yours.”
Kouki shut his mouth, suddenly at a loss for words. He recovered quickly enough and was about to retort with something like, “I’m not afraid!” but the bodyguard had already turned around and was walking back.

The king and the priests suddenly started shouting, saying things like, “How dare you act so rudely toward our hero!” and, “How can you call the battle over when he hasn’t even had a chance to show you his skills!” and so forth. Bolstered by the support, Kouki was about to begin protesting again, but before he could, Ishtar soothed the crowd with his aged voice.
“As you can see, our hero is still in the midst of his growth. It’s unfortunate, but he simply does not have enough experience yet. I do not expect your nation to come to a conclusion right away. I shall assume the words you directed at our esteemed hero were for his own sake. I hope we can leave it at that. If not, as the pope of the Holy Church, I may have to sanction an inquisition against you. You understand what that would mean, correct, Emperor of Hoelscher, Gahard?”
“…Tch, so you figured it out. What a shrewd old geezer.”
The bodyguard kept his voice low, so no one could hear his blasphemy. Then, he turned around and removed the earring on his right ear. As he did so, he was surrounded by a thick gray mist. When it cleared, a completely different person was standing in his place.
The emperor was a savage-looking man in his mid-forties. He had silver hair that he kept cropped short, and piercing blue eyes that reminded one of a wolf’s. He was passably handsome and possessed rippling muscles that corded the entire length of his body. The entire room broke out in an uproar.
“L-Lord Gahard!?”
“The Emperor himself!?”

The man Kouki had fought was none other than Gahard D. Hoelscher, the emperor of Hoelscher. Eliheid massaged his temples as he asked a question, seeming nonplussed.
“What on earth are you doing, Lord Gahard?”
“Well well, if it isn’t His Highness Eliheid. I apologize for not greeting you earlier. I apologize also for this disguise. I simply wished to ascertain this hero’s strength with my own eyes. After all, his existence will play a vital role in our battles to come. Do please forgive my insolence.”
Though he apologized profusely, Gahard didn’t seem all that sorry for what he had done. Eliheid simply sighed and shook his head as he said “Forget it” in response to the man. Kouki and the other students were utterly confused. Even putting aside the emperor’s incredible footwork and combat skills, everyone was treating his surprise appearance like it was an everyday occurrence.
“Ishtar, Your Holiness. As you so wisely discerned, my words were nothing more than advice for our young hero. I would never dream of belittling Ehit’s chosen warrior. I apologize if I seemed too brusque; it’s simply a bad habit I picked up from my countrymen.”
Gahard’s reply was so insincere that it could hardly even be considered an apology. Still, Ishtar’s calm expression never faltered, and he bowed his head ponderously.
“As long as you understand,” was the only response he uttered.
The whole event was then smoothed over, and the two rulers began discussing the affairs of state. Eliheid managed to extract at least a flimsy promise from Gahard that they would support the new hero

“based on the promise he’d shown,” thus concluding the main reason for his visit.
Later that evening, in his private quarters, Gahard told his subordinates what he really thought.
“Man, that brat’s no good. He’s barely out of his diapers. The way he talks, it’s clear he really believes all that bullshit he spouts about ideals and justice. What’s worse is that he has just enough strength and charisma for people to believe him, too. He’s the kind of person that’d kill without hesitation for the sake of his ‘ideals.’”
“Agreed. I can’t believe he honestly put demons and monsters together on the same level. If it had been a conscious decision, then it wouldn’t have been so bad, but…”
“Yeah, he clearly wasn’t thinking at all when he said that. In fact, he’s the type that probably thinks ignorance is bliss. I’m amazed he’s managed to live so long with that mindset. Maybe his original world was just one where that was acceptable, or maybe his strength has just carried him until now. Either way, he’s nothing but trouble. Unfortunately, we can’t speak out against him because he’s Ehit’s chosen warrior. For now, we have no choice but to go along with that brat’s whims.” As far as the emperor was concerned, Kouki was no hero at all. Gahard shrugged his shoulders, but when he thought back on how strong Kouki had been despite only learning how to fight a few months ago, he reasoned there might have been some potential in him yet.
“Well, maybe he’ll live up to his name after he’s fought a few demons. We can make our final evaluations then. For now, we just have to make sure we don’t get caught up in those damn priests’ machinations. Be wary of that crafty pope.”

“Yes, my lord.”
Unaware of the true evaluation he’d received, Kouki stood outside the palace gates along with the others to see off the emperor the next day. It seemed like he was leaving right away since he’d finished what he’d come for. He really was one spry ruler.
As an aside, it appeared that the emperor had run into Shizuku during her morning training and had grown quite smitten with her. He had even invited her to be his mistress. Shizuku had politely declined, to which the emperor had simply laughed and said, “Well, just think about it.” It hadn’t blown up into a serious issue, but Kouki had also been there to witness the event. When the emperor caught sight of him, he had just laughed scornfully. It was then that everyone present had realized those two would never get along.
Needless to say, Shizuku simply sighed.

Diamond. diamond. diamond.