Earth With Dungeon: Saving the World With an Economic Boom

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Amano Sakimori

Mana 150 -> 300

Strength 20 -> 30

Strength 20→30

Dexterity 20→30

Magic 30 → 40

Unique Skill: Equivalent Exchange Store Level 2 → 3

Remaining equipment level MAX

Skill: Shadow Magic Level 2→3

Water Magic level 2→3

Fire Magic level 2→3

Amano Shizuku

Mana 50 → 100

Strength 60 → 100

Strength 60 → 100

Dexterity 60 → 100

Magic 10 → 30

Unique Skill: Combat Talent level MAX

Remaining talent level MAX

Skill: Combat Artistry level 2→3

[You’ve got a lot of mana to spare.
You now have more mana to spare.]

[The levels of the skills you have to go up one by one individually.
That goes up at the same time and even the status.
Because of the abnormal level of manipulation of magic power, Sakimori-san has no waste of the level up done with the absorbed magic power, it has become an event of raising multiple skills.
Still, the magic power remained, and must have been used to strengthen your body].

“Well, thanks.”

[I’m sure that the skills you’ll get from now on will go up to their current maximum level at a frighteningly fast rate.
After all, the amount of magic power absorption has jumped up.
You’re an anomaly, aren’t you? As I expected].

While Shizuku calmly communicated in a tone as if she knew everything as usual, Sakimori could naturally understand the new performance of magic.
It’s not only a physical phenomenon.
But also a mysterious performance that defies the physical laws of magic.

My status increased, and the maximum amount of mana increased, but it doesn’t seem to heal me.
It’s a pity, but it’s okay.

“Hey, you did it, Sakimori!”

Shingen taps me on the shoulder with a thud and smiles.
I don’t want to see an old man’s smile, but with all the smiling old men around me, it seems like the only thing that can soothe him is Shizuku.

“Look, they’re running away!”

One of the men who had been defending against the enemy cheered and pointed at the goblins.
Unlike the game boss character, the enemy had understood that the army had collapsed and was running away.
That’s what they do because it’s real.
They think and act.
It’s said that there will be some restrictions, but it is unknown.

Accompanied by a knight and a shaman, the enemy boss, the Goblin King, dressed in full plate mail, armored like a lump of iron, with a long sword on his back, left without pulling it out or showing the defensive power of his magnificent armor.

To survive, without pride.

“Okay, boys! It’s bonus time from now on.
You guys, lead the big rats away! Take out the goblins with your arrows! You’ll get plenty of cores.”

“Oh!”

“Bring more and more arrows!”

Or rocks!

Everyone’s morale was boosted by the quick change in the enemy’s form.
They picked up their weapons, but the defenders watched them coldly.

“Not yet, Shingen.”

“An?”

“Not yet.”

I speak indifferently as I watch my enemies disappear into the torrential rain.

“If the Goblin King remains, the same thing will happen.
No, it’s even nastier than that.
They might try to conduct a guerrilla campaign along with knights and shamans.
In that case, you could end up with a community infiltrated before you know it.”

“But we can’t beat that guy, can we? You’re just going to have to get rid of it, aren’t you?”

Shingen has also encountered the Goblin King several times in the past.
But the people of the abandoned town have no choice but to wait with bated breath until the army of the inner town defeats it.
If they can’t count on that, too – the Goblin King’s pattern of behavior is simple and easy.
It leads its goblins to pillage and establish a stronghold.
When its men get hit to some degree, they flee.
The only way is to take advantage of their nature and use manpower tactics to take the goblins under its command while inflicting significant damage, then fight until it escapes.

That’s how dangerous the Goblin King is.
Until now.

“I felt my strength increase just now.
I might be able to do it.”

As I move my hands, I feel my power.
I feel my power growing.
It’s not like I’m thinking about eroticism and making my hands waki-waki-waki-waki.
Sakimori complains that people who look at him like that are discriminating against old men.

Shizuku-san.
I’m not wagging his tiny little hand with a smirk, and I’m not grinning.
I’m a hard-boiled old man who is fascinated.

“You mean it increased? …… Your level? Did you get to level 3? I ain’t never heard of that, have you?”

“Me neither.
But I’m up.
I’m going to see if I can fight the Goblin King.”

How many ranks does the core have? It’s a secret that I don’t have mana, so I’m leaving it up to Shizuku-san.

“It would be easier if we beat him here, but can we do it?”

“Yeah, and I’m sure that rank E and above is mine, right?”

I have to make sure I get my money’s worth.
Besides, I’m borrowing a hunting rifle.
Here’s my chance to take down a powerful enemy.

[Leave it to me.
It’s possible to defeat the Goblin King.
That’s a rare D-core.]

[I know the ranks, I have never defeated it, and I can rely on you]

[No, no.
I’m here to help you, Sakimori-san.]

I say sarcastically, and Shizuku bails out in a ridiculously polite manner.
Well, I can’t start worrying about the secretive Shizuku-san.

Sakimori gathers the rest of his magical power to see if he’ll pursue the enemy.

“Well then.
I’ll chase after it and see if I can beat it.”

[Shadow Move]

New power.
With the magic to move into the shadows in sight, the defender chased after the Goblin King in the torrential downpour.