The Second Son of The Marquis Runs Away from Home ~ Lacking Talent, He Abandons Everything and Becomes an Adventurer ~ - 1.1

Chapter 1: Black Storm Knight 1

Mildrea Empire.

In one of the dungeons owned by a country boasting power that can now be said to dominate the entire Hume continent, the sound of battle echoed in its lowest level.

Awaiting in the depths of the dungeon was a giant with skin as green as armor… Grendel clenched his fist and raised it.

Dodging the descending fist, a sword wielding arm swung past horizontally, slashing through Grendel’s sturdy skin and splattering blood.

“―――!!”

Grendel roared, swinging his left arm, dodging behind and observing Grendel rampage.

(… This dungeon too…)

Climbing onto the lowered arm, rushing up and kicking Grendel’s nose with a leg clad in jet-black greaves, Grendel stepped back, simultaneously raising his sword.

“Military deployment ‘Black-Clad Holy Army Chaos Crusader’.”

Like a black storm, darkness enveloped the entire body, landing on the ground clad in jet-black armor and fluttering a cape. Grendel seemed to hesitate at my presence.

Closing in on Grendel step by step, with each clang of armor echoing like a bell, the distance gradually closed, entering Grendel’s attack range.

Grendel lunged with his healed right arm, but I caught his fist with my free hand.

“Huh!?”

Pulling back the caught arm and pushing it away, Grendel, pushed back with unimaginable force due to the difference in size, staggered, and in that moment, I leaped, readying my sword.

Swinging the sword down onto Grendel’s head, the blade sliced through the supposedly sturdy skull as if there was no resistance, and without losing momentum, it descended.

Once again landing on the ground, Grendel’s body, now split in half, dispersed into mist, then turned into a magic stone and rolled to the ground.

“… That makes ten.”

Removing the armor and picking up the magic stone, I stored the blood-red magic stone like blood and checked the time with a pocket watch.

“Aria and the others should be back by now.”

Presuming they probably had similar results, I left the dungeon…

―――――

Wearing a hood, walking through the town of Rahen near the dungeon, I gradually got used to the fact that it would be troublesome if I didn’t hide my face.

Entering the Adventurers Guild, lively voices echoed. Amidst the noise of those who had finished their work and were drinking and those who were about to head out, I headed to where Aria and the others were.

“Ah, welcome back, Berg.”

“Looks like we kept you waiting.”

“No, we just got here.”

Aria and Serena, also wearing hoods, answered. Shrill was eating cheese with a hat on.

“So, how was it?”

Asking as I sat down, Aria nodded and replied.

“Overall, the monsters have gotten stronger. Some even had different bosses.”

“Same here…”

“You’re saying the same thing, huh?”

“Yeah, monsters stronger than those reported have appeared.”

They discussed the results of their investigations. As a result, it was found that dungeons on the Hume continent had become active and monsters had become stronger.

“Was defeating the Ill-Eater the trigger for this?”

“We don’t have confirmation yet… but that line seems thin.”