Chapter 14

Although the dungeon appeared to be nothing more than a seaside cave from the outside, I was surprised when I entered it.

The inside was incredibly well-organized.

The walls, floor, and ceiling were all flat, resembling the corridors of a castle.

However, the monsters were still there, and they immediately attacked us as soon as they spotted the intruders, us.

"Sir! Step back!"

Plati took something out of the bag she brought and threw it.

It was a glass test tube.

Inside was a strangely glowing liquid, and the moment the test tube broke upon hitting the monster, a tremendous change occurred.

One of the liquids burst into flames upon contact with the air. Another liquid froze the part of the monster it touched, and there was even a liquid that released electric shocks to paralyze the monster.

It seems that such combat magic potions are the specialty of the mermaid race.

Plati had already eliminated more than ten monsters.

I could only watch from behind her.

It was easy to let the situation progress without doing anything, but as a man, I felt I had no standing if I did nothing.

I wanted to do something, but I didn't know what to do.

After all, I am a man who can't be of any use unless I have the appropriate tools in hand.

The gift I received from the gods, 'Supreme Bearer,' is the ability to become an expert in any field once I hold a tool.

In other words, without a tool, I am useless.

If I had known we would enter the dungeon, I would have prepared some weapons.

...Just as I was thinking that, a stroke of luck appeared before me.

There was a sword lying in front of me.

"Sure enough, it's a dungeon."

Using found items on the spot is the essence of dungeons.

The moment I gripped the sword, I became a sword saint.

"Take this!"

I slashed the monster that Plati's attack magic potion had missed.

This made our formation even more solid.

"Sure enough, my husband! I'm falling in love with you all over again!"

The monsters in the dungeon came in various forms.

Snake-like, lizard-like, orcs, goblins, and other human-like creatures. There were also blob-like things that were questionable as to whether they were living beings.

We kicked them all out, and by the time we had a break, we had reached a fairly deep level of the dungeon.

"Is it almost the bottom? This dungeon isn't as deep as I thought."

Plati said with a look that suggested she still had plenty of energy.

"Shouldn't we go back soon?"

We had cleaned out the dungeon, and at this rate, there wouldn't be so many monsters overflowing to harm our fields.

I don't want to do dangerous things or go on grand adventures.

That's my principle in this other world life.

"Hmm, but it's worrying, you know."

"What is?"

"The neatness of this dungeon."

Neatness?

Well, indeed, the inside is surprisingly clean for just a cave.

The floor, walls, and ceiling are as smooth as if they were set by human hands. In fact, they are made of stone?

When moving to the lower levels, there were stairs.

It's completely artificial.

I thought dungeons in this other world were not like this, but perhaps they are different?

"The monsters that come out also seem to be somewhat organized. Perhaps, this dungeon... ...has a master."

"Has a master? What do you mean?"

"Master."

Master?

The boss of the dungeon?

"A dungeon with a master is extremely rare. And it's also an extremely dangerous dungeon...!"

"Huh? What do you mean?"

"Because there are basically only two types of beings that can be the master of a dungeon. One type is a dragon. The other type is..."

While we were talking and walking, both Plati and I stopped at the same time.

Because the passage had come to a dead end.

No, that's not it.

The end, which seemed like a wall, was made to look like it could be pushed open.

"A door...!?"

"Structurally, this seems to be the end of this dungeon. So, behind this door..."

Let's turn back.

But the door opened on its own before we could.

Without us doing anything.

A strong cold air leaked from the gap of the opened door.

Our breaths suddenly turned white.

"This demonic aura...! No doubt about it...!!"

Plati's tone suddenly became serious.

"Sure enough, this dungeon has a master...! And the worst kind...!"

The worst kind!?

Didn't Plati say earlier that there are basically two types of dungeon masters, one of which is a dragon?

Then, the other one is...!?

"The king of the undead. The No-Life King...!!"

Behind the opened door, waiting for us, was a human figure wrapped in luxurious clothing.

However, although it had a human silhouette, its body was completely dried out.

Like a mummy.

An ordinary human would be clearly dead from such a dried-out state, but this one was indeed alive.

In other words, it was active while dead.

A zombie.

An undead.

A creature of the dead.

...That's what it was.

And according to Plati's tone, it was the most powerful and greatest of them all!?