Chap 12: Dungeon Exploration by the Same Age Team: Battle

The cheat ability I received from the goddess is “Creation.

At first glance, it may seem like a modest ability, but it is quite useful. As the name suggests, it allows me to create or produce various things.

One thing that caught my attention was the reproduction of legendary weapons that have been passed down since ancient times.

I have a strong passion for impressive things, and thanks to my extensive knowledge of legendary weapons, I succeeded in reproducing them.

The weapon I possess is a sword.

[Flame Sword]

It is said to be the sword owned by Surtr, the black giant from Norse mythology, who used its flames to burn the world to ashes.

Surtr means “black,” and as a result, the color of the flames is not pure black but rather a bluish-purple hue.

Calling it by its original name feels somewhat uncool, so I refer to it as the [Black Flame Sword] or “Burakku Sdo” in katakana.

Alma wields a spear.

[Gungnir]

It is a spear that Odin, who appears in Norse mythology, possessed, and it has the ability to “always hit its intended target.”

It truly means a hundred shots, a hundred hits.

Furthermore, it also possesses the ability to return the spear to my hand.

With this, there’s no need to go and retrieve it when I throw it far away.

Rafia wields “twin swords.

[Excalibur]

It is the beloved sword of Prince Arthur and the most famous holy sword among the legendary weapons.

There is a theory that there were actually two Excaliburs.

So they decided to recreate two of them and make them into twin swords.

In Kuro’s opinion, these twin swords, Excalibur and the Dragon, are the strongest.

By the way, the others are:

Fel [Chain]

Yuma [Axe]

Lulsiera [Gun]

Guruga [Fist]

Horus [Bow]

Alma [Staff]

Lofia [Sword]

Rafia [Sword]

All ten of us are the strongest group, each wielding a legendary weapon. I’m the one who brought them all together. I must say, I’m quite proud of it.

Now, let’s get back to reality.

“Why are you still holding my hand?”

Even after entering the dungeon, Alma and Rafia were still holding my hand. Fortunately, the cave was spacious enough for all of us to comfortably walk side by side.

“It’s fine, isn’t it?”

“That’s not good, you know?”

Even though the goblins haven’t appeared yet, we can’t fight like this. We won’t be able to showcase the legendary weapons I’ve created.

“If we continue like this, we’ll end up being eaten by goblins. Isn’t that unpleasant?”

“Indeed, being eaten by goblins is not desirable. If I were to be eaten, I’d prefer it to be by Kuro-san instead.”

“No, Rafia. Something was strange about the latter part, right? Why are you blushing?”

I don’t eat humans, you know. I don’t eat human flesh, and I have no intention of doing so in the future.

Oh, I see. Is it better to be eaten by me than by a goblin? I think I have a more attractive face than a goblin—don’t you agree?

While we were discussing such things, we arrived in front of a door. The reason there’s a door deep inside the cave is that there are a large number of goblins ahead. It’s preventing the goblins from getting outside.

The door is securely locked with chains and talismans, so we can’t open it as is.

So I presented a piece of paper given to me by Nasia-san in front of the door.

This paper is enchanted with a special magic. When you present it, the door opens, like a permit of sorts.

As I presented the paper, the heavily guarded door opened with a loud rumbling sound.

Stepping inside, it was dimly lit, and there were things moving around.

The flames on the accessories at both ends lit up, illuminating the surroundings. Now I could clearly see what was in front of me.

“Kisha?”

It was a silhouette resembling a human. A green-bodied creature with long ears and two protruding fangs. It was a goblin.

There wasn’t just one goblin, but multiple of them.

“Kisha?”

“Kishakisha?”

There were about 30 goblins, all turning towards us at once.

Goblins were everywhere as far as the eye could see.

I’m not good with crowds…

“Eww…!”

It seemed like everyone’s first reaction was the same.

With everyone summoning their weapons, we prepared for battle.

“Well then, let’s put an end to this little game quickly.”

***

“Arrrggghhhh!!”

“Gugyaaa!!”

The scent of iron filled the cave.

The floor was stained red, water droplets fell from the walls, and large pools of blood dampened the ground.

There were countless goblins in this cave. Normally, a request like this would require a group of at least ten.

However, there were only three of us here. With this number, it should take us three days—no, a week—to finish, or so it should have.

“Black Flame Fire.”

Quietly chanting those words, I continue to strike down the goblins. I’m a masked boy with a sword.

My sword is enveloped in black flames as I cut through the goblins one after another. Despite the grim nature of killing, swordsmanship is so vivid and beautiful that it’s mesmerizing.

My incredible combat sense is unimaginable given my unreliable appearance. It’s as if I’ve completely transformed.

“Haahhhh!”

A high-spirited girl, Alma, skillfully wields a spear taller than herself as she slashes through the goblins one after another.

Whether she impales several goblins with her thrown spear or not, the spear always returns to Almaria, creating an eternal loop.

“It’s disgusting. Please die.”

With eyes filled with disdain as if looking at filth, the gentle Rafia mercilessly cuts through the goblins one after another.

She fights with a shining sword in her right hand and a dark sword in her left, wielding dual blades in a two-sword style. The goblins realize they have been slain only after her swift killings.

Despite there being over a hundred goblins on each floor, they have already ascended to the 9th floor in just a matter of minutes.

In just a few minutes. No, how many goblins has she slain in a single second?

As I look around, the absence of goblin corpses, replaced by blood pools and splatters, is a clear indication of the staggering number we have dispatched.

“We’re almost done with the 9th floor,” I mutter, a tinge of boredom creeping into my voice.

It’s no surprise that boredom has started to settle in. After all, we’ve been tirelessly cutting down over a hundred goblins.

Just as we conclude our sweep of the 9th floor, my companions and I prepare to make our way to the final floor.

“Someone, help me!”

“!!”

A woman’s anguished scream echoes from deep within the cave.

“…Hmph.”

I raise my gaze towards the top floor with a dubious look in my eyes.