Chapter 355: The Adventures of Rooms 10 and 11 – Part 1

Chapter 0355 The Adventures of Rooms 10 and 11 – Part 1

Translator: Jay_Forestieri

Editor: Tseirp

What were the six members of ‘Room 10’ and ‘Room 11’ doing while Ryo was off to the Republic of Mafalda?

After finishing the task Hugh had asked of them, they were taking on the West Dungeon of the Holy Capital.

Taking a look at the composition of the six.

Room 10 has two swordsmen and a priest.

Room 11 has one swordsman, one dual swordsman, and a priest.

Four vanguards and two rearguards.

At first glance, the balance doesn’t seem all that bad.

But... in fact, they have neither a magician nor a scout.

That is not a well-balanced party for dungeon exploration.

Which would have been quite tricky, ordinarily.

Yeah, ordinarily.

‘Room 11’ aside, ‘Room 10’ was far from ordinary.

Maybe because they’ve been acquainted with a ‘very unordinary’ water-attribute magician for three years now...

Or maybe they had that kind of predisposition to begin with...

Having commenced the dungeon dive which they resumed from the 80th floor, they finally arrived at the 100th floor.

In the West Dungeon, there are certain floors called the ‘Boss Floor’ on every 50th floor, like the 50th, 100th, and 150th floors and so on.

On the boss floor, only the boss, a powerful monster, and his subordinates appear.

However, what appears as a boss seems to be random, so there is no point in taking countermeasures in advance...

In short... a party that’s not prepared to deal with whatever pops out, will not be able to advance to the next floor.

And the boss that appeared this time was...

“A wyvern...?”

Niels’ muttering said it all.

Wyverns... are the nightmares of the sky.

Wyverns aren’t exactly monsters that can’t be hunted by adventurers...

However, there are minimum requirements for hunting wyverns.

Gather at least 20 C-rank adventurers or higher.

Gather as many magicians as possible. Preferably fire-attribute magicians with high attack power.

Attack with magic without interruption until the wyverns’ ‘wind protection membrane’ is down.

Then, drive them to the ground and finish them off.

Considering all that, Room 10 and 11 were severely lacking.

Sure, they’re all C-rank adventurers or above, but... they’re only six.

And most importantly... they did not have a single magician.

“We can retreat on the 100th floor... right?”

Niels asked Etho beside him in a low voice.

“Yeah. We can withdraw at any time against the 100th-floor boss monster. Without any drawback.”

Etho nodded as he answered.

A stark difference from the 50th floor.

The 50th floor, so to speak, asks the question, ‘Are you really willing to go on and conquer the dungeon’?

If you are not, bow out now.

So retreat isn’t an option.

You either advance or die trying.

But the 100th floor is different.

It’s more like a boss floor prepared to test your aptitude.

Even though it was meant to test their skills, Niels and Etho both understood that the situation was hopeless.

Although they could retreat at any time, the possibility of dying was, of course, ever-present.

Looking around, both Harold and Gowan were shaking their heads slightly.

As he thought of calling for a retreat... he realized that one of them was actually feeling excited...

“Uh... Amon looks awfully excited.”

“Maybe he’s picked some of Ryo’s bad habits?”

Etho pointed out, and Niels agreed with a small sigh.

Even though he wasn’t present, the water-attribute magician was forced to take the blame... poor fellow.

“Um...Zeke too seems like he’s raring to go...”

At Harold’s report, both Niels and Etho turned toward Zeke.

And sure enough, he was smirking a little...

“Zeke is an excellent priest, but... he is essentially a vanguard so to speak.”

Priest Etho muttered, shaking his head slightly again.

“But... seriously, taking on a wyvern with just six people is hopeless, isn’t it?”

“I heard that Niels’ party and others once hunted a wyvern with nine people.”

Harold asked at Niels’ words.

“Yeah... that’s certainly true, but... That was only possible because we had someone with tremendous strength, like Gorky of ‘Six Petals’, and on top of that, the wyvern was not too high up...”

“But then again, the ceilings aren’t remarkably high here either.”

As Niels explained, Etho replied, looking up at the ceiling of the dungeon.

The ceiling was a little over ten meters high.

It was probably preferable to typical wyverns that are impossible to subjugate without ranged magicians because they unleash Air Slashes from a height of several dozen meters.

Nevertheless, the six of them had no means of attack that could reach a height of ten meters...

“Our Light Javelin and this, that’s all about it...”

Etho said and raised the rapid-fire crossbow installed on his left arm.

The range of the rapid-fire crossbow is up to 15 meters.

Sure, it can reach it, but will be completely helpless before the wyvern’s ‘wind protection membrane’.

That confused even the wyvern.

Even horses running on the ground would become disoriented, shaking off their riders and, in some cases, lying on the ground or even going wild...

The wyvern, however, was in the air.

What happens if you get disoriented in the air?

First, you lose your bearings.

A condition called spatial disorientation.

If it were the sky, it might have been different.

But it’s a dungeon.

The ceiling was only about 10 meters up.

Just by flying a little in confusion, it hit the ceiling... and then hit the ground... and then hit the ceiling again...

Then finally crashed into the ground.

“Let’s go!”

With Niels’ command, Amon, Harold, and Zeke plunged toward the wyvern as it crashed to the ground.

If only the wyvern had fainted and they could bury their swords into its body while it was unconscious....

But that was wishful thinking.

Maybe because it crashed to the ground.

It realized that it was on the ground.

The wyvern had recovered from the confusion of the explosion.

Its eyes widened and it fired an Air Slash without a moment’s pause.

And this time, it did not take off.

It thought that if it flew up, the ‘explosion sound’ might beset it again.

At the very least, it probably thought that if it stayed on the ground, it wouldn’t get disoriented and get smacked around back and forth.

It’s learning ability was quite decent.

In fact, Etho had set up a new set of arrows in his rapid-fire crossbow, ready to fire as soon as they were ignited.

Still, the wyvern did not fly up.

Flying wyverns are certainly troublesome foes, but grounded wyverns aren’t easy opponents either.

However...

“If it stays on the ground, it can’t shoot out sonic blades.”

Niels muttered.

A wind-attribute ranged offensive magic, Sonic Blade, in which a single arrow splits into five.

Wyverns cannot release that Sonic Blade when they are on the ground.

Of course, they can release Air Slash, and the ‘wind protection membrane’ that protects their entire body is still in place, so unless their magic power is depleted or they get stunned, their body will remain impervious to sword stabs...

However, they still have a weakness.

Their eyes.

The ‘wind protection membrane’ does not extend to their eyes, so they can be defeated by thrusting the sword through their eyes to the brain.

On the ground, their eyes would be at the height of a sword’s reach...

As Niels pondered that, the wyvern flapped its wings once and subtly took off.

About two meters, give or take?

A height where if the wyvern itself stretched out its legs a little, it would reach the ground...

“You think that at that height, even if you get disoriented, you can just reach your feet to the ground and get by? Awfully smart for a monster, aren’t you?”

Nils said in a bitter voice.

In fact, the weapons of the four guys could not reach the wyvern’s head at all.

Its head was... more than four meters off the ground...

Niels glanced at Etho.

Etto nodded, understanding his intent with that alone.

He ignited and immediately fired five shots.

Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom.

The explosion sounded again.

But the wyvern was not distraught.

It seemed a little shaken, but not disoriented.

“Tsk.”

Niels clicked his tongue, and Amon’s voice resonated loudly.

“Zeke, lend me your staff!”

At these words, Zeke tossed over his staff.

“Niels, toss me up!”

“Toss you up?”

Amon ran toward Niels, holding the staff and shouting.

As if to gain momentum.

With that, even Niels understood what Amon was about to do.

“Come!”

Niels said, turning his back to the wyvern and facing the running Amon.

He then put both palms on top of each other in front of his body.

Amon placed the staff on top of Niels’ palms.

He then kicked the ground like a skillful acrobat and put all his weight on the staff, and without a pause, Niels lifted the staff.

Amon, standing with one leg on the staff, was lifted up.

Finally, Niels launched the staff up!

At the same time, Amon kicked the staff and jumped!

Reaching the highest point of over four meters!

At that moment, Amon saw it very clearly.

The look of surprise on the wyvern’s face.

“Combat Art: Perfect Pierce.”

The wyvern died with a look of surprise on its face.