The Unremarkable Man Who Fell Into The Dungeon's Pit Survives By Acquiring A Plain But Useful Skill, and Through Persistent Effort While Enduring The Absurdity, He Gradually Rises to Success - Episode 13

The pig-demon orc is on fire.

Shogo was staring at it.

Kemomecho: “Shogo, what’s that meat you’re toasting over the fire from a good distance? You don’t mean to eat it, do you?”

“Um, well…”

The smell of the burning pig-demon orc was incredibly fragrant.

At first, it must have smelled really bad.

The monster meat obtained in dungeons is considered edible for hunters, but it is not particularly tasty, and it is said that it is rarely actually eaten.

Night’s Main Cannon: “Indeed. If the magic core is shattered right away, the meat won’t break down that much. I understand the desire to lightly sear it and give it a try. Does it smell that good?”

“Embarrassingly enough… I couldn’t help but feel that it smelled oddly good, perhaps because the handling of the bl00d and the body went surprisingly smoothly.”

The bl00d that had splattered everywhere vanished without a trace when the skill released from the palm was spun and used like a grinder.

If used this way, it could have scraped off and erased the corpse. However, scraping off flesh, unlike bl00d, consumes too much skill, so I stopped midway.

Because of that, Shogo chose the method of cutting it into small pieces and incinerating it.

The second task progressed much more easily than the first, and as I roasted the meat over the fire, the aroma that suddenly reached my nose was incredibly “delicious.”

Kemomecho: “I think it’s better not to eat it. Salmon is one thing, but eating the meat of a mutated monster is not something we should do right now.”

Night’s Main Gun: “Indeed. I also let my curiosity get the better of me and asked ahead of time. I apologize for interrupting when I should have stopped.”

“……”

Shogo, scratching his head shyly, dropped the pig-demon orc meat he had been floating with his skill over the campfire into the flames.

I’m glad I have salmon… If I didn’t, I would definitely have eaten it.

Next to the burning fire, as he pierced the salmon with his skill and fixed it in mid-air, Shogo’s stomach growled.

After finishing off the pig-demon orcs and eating some salmon… I really need to make a decision already.

It means to move in order to find the exit portal.

The food in this lake is limited. It was obvious that we had no choice but to explore the path that leads deeper.

Even so, Shogo was hesitating.

“There is no hope for rescue, is there…?”

Kemomecho: “I’ve said it many times, but reporting to the administration bureau is pointless now. Even if we spread the stream, it will only cause more confusion. I don’t think it will benefit Shogo.”

Passerby Tanaka: “It seems that the Night Main Gun is inquiring about Mr. Nakamura’s company… you might want to lower your expectations.”

“Yeah. I don’t even know where this place is… sigh.”

Shogo sighed and closed his eyes.

Goblin, dog-headed kobold, pig-headed orc. As far as I can remember, each of them has been defeated in a single blow.

It’s a hopeless situation with no way to return, but fortunately, the awakened skill’s attack power is sufficiently strong and well-suited for surprise attacks.

The same thing has happened about twice already. If I wait here, surely a hole will open in the ceiling again, and something will come falling down.

Hiding here, waiting for a rescue that seems unlikely. Maintaining the status quo is possible for a while… but I don’t think that’s the way to survive.

Approach the Black Oga without being noticed and defeat it with a skill.

Open your eyes and murmur softly.

If it were just the words, it seemed like an incredibly simple matter.

However, if it comes to execution, it will be necessary to risk one’s life.

If I fail, I die. If I don’t kill with a single blow, I will be killed. That massive body, that powerful arm.

While thinking, Shogo chews on the grilled salmon.

There is no saltiness, but the flesh is so delicious that you can even taste the sweetness.

Just one more bite and it’ll be gone.

Clenching his teeth, Shogo finished his meal and stood up.

“I will enter the horizontal tunnel and search for the exit portal.”

Kemomecho: “Are you really going to do it?”

Passerby Tanaka: “I can’t say there’s no point in waiting… but you’re going to do it, right?”

If you’re looking for the exit portal, encountering the Black Ogre is unavoidable. Those who watch over him sensed Shogo’s determination.

“Maybe, we have to make a decision somewhere. We can’t keep relying on food forever. First, let’s aim for the open area beyond the horizontal tunnel.”

The only one who can break this situation is me. Shogo understood that all too well.

The vitality that courses through my entire body after defeating the Pig Demon Orc is also what drives me forward.

Due to the phenomenon of mana adaptation level-up, the power that can be infused when unleashing skills has also doubled.

If it’s like this, I might be able to do it.

And again, I can hear that voice.

“Fight”

This voice.

A voice encouraging the timid Shogo.

I feel like I’m being manipulated and forced to fight, but in the end, I survive by following the voice.

Shogo left the safe zone, realizing that no matter how much he worried, he wouldn’t find an answer.

If I can survive and get out of here, a life as a hunter awaits.

That possibility strongly pushed Shogo forward.

“Fight”

That’s right. We have to fight.

Not even knowing if it truly came from within him, Shogo left the safe zone and began walking towards the side tunnel.

Before long, upon reaching the entrance of the horizontal tunnel, a faint sound of wind reaches my ears.

It’s a sound I heard before encountering the little goblin.

Proof that this path is not a dead end. Then, someday, the exit portal should be found… hopefully.

Paying close attention to his footsteps, Shogo advanced deeper into the side tunnel.

He walked as per his memory. Not finding the goblin’s corpse that should have been along the way, Shogo became aware of the enemy ahead and tensed his body.

Spots of splattered liquid here and there.

As I followed it, the area in question came into view.

Clenching my molars, I move forward slowly.

Prepare your skills so that you can unleash them at any time.

I can’t imagine being able to kill the Black Ogre with a thin blade.

Piercing that massive body… a stake, a large stake. Imagine setting up a sharp, thick stake in its path if it finds us and charges.

If you can approach without being detected and, if you’re lucky enough for them to be facing away, you can rotate the stake and shoot it to pierce them from behind.

Shogo repeatedly reviewed the plan in his mind.

Is the target really there? Shogo, maintaining his tension, approaches the open area while silencing his footsteps.

He moved slowly and stopped at the edge of the dark side tunnel created by the light from the open area, where the moss illuminated the surroundings.

Check the central front area.

No one is here. In the past, I found a goblin here and nearly died.

Shaking off the bitter memories, I look deep to the right.

The chill I feel on the back of my neck tells me that the Black Demon, Black Oga, is in this area—

——was there.

The sound of splashing water. Shogo caught the sound of something being slurped or licked.

I shift my gaze in the direction of the sound.

In the corner of an area that the light moss’s illumination can’t reach, the Black Oga is crouching down, repeatedly moving its head.

The defenseless back within range… Shogo’s right hand tightened.