Earth With Dungeon: Saving the World With an Economic Boom

the other hand, the monsters were different.
Even the Worms had a burning aura within them, and compared to the Mothman, it was clear that the Mothman’s aura was on a completely different level.

Allow me to click my tongue and say that humans are too weak.
Truly.

[That’s unavoidable, Sakimori-san.
They’re ordinary people.
Their overall status would be lucky to reach 100.
In contrast, even the Lesser Mandragoras’ status is estimated to be around 300.
There is a multiple-fold desperate gap.]

[So, it’s a difference that we can only understand in units of 100… Humanity is a pitiful existence.]

I wonder if Shizuku’s words are a consolation.
Indeed, the disparity in status is severe.

[Currently, Sakimori-san, you’re surrounded by a considerable amount of aura.
That is if you’re not concealing it deep within.]

[Just like me, there may be enemies who can perceive the opponent’s fighting spirit.
So, we must be cautious, Shizuku-san.]

It would be dangerous if they could gauge my strength just by appearances.
Information is crucial.

There’s no use lamenting.
Even with such unfortunate conditions, I, who cannot defend against that logic, am weak.
I have no choice but to play by the rules set by my opponents on this chessboard.
It’s a harsh world.

[It’s heartbreaking to mow the grass in the middle of summer, isn’t it? I miss the air conditioning.]

[You should go to that restaurant we went to the other day.
I want to try all the cakes next time.]

[If I feel like it.]

Shizuku-san wants to make up for the missed cake she didn’t eat the other day.
Food grudges can be scary, so I’ll have to fill that void sometime.

“Well then, it’s time for mowing.
Shall we get started?”

I summoned the mana dormant within me, focusing and gathering my magical power.

[Shadow Figure]

The shadow swayed and transformed into a robe-like shape, enveloping my body.
The heat trapped inside was honestly unbearable.
Generating cold air, I bring a slight coolness as I put on the hood and mask.
Holding up Goblin King’s sword, I murmured.

[I’m expecting a magnificent mowing performance, partner.]

[Please look forward to it.
If you synchronize with me, Sakimori-san, I will show you an artistic sword dance.]

I nodded in response to the cute girl, who smiled softly and then grinned, converting my mana into an aura.

[Alter Ego]

It’s a technique that creates an aura of alter ego through my martial arts skills.
By overlaying an intangible illusion that looks exactly like me.
I uttered magic.

[Change]

Thus, the appearance overlapped with the alter ego, and although it looked like Sakimori, the person inside changed to the genius of combat, Shizuku.

“I will begin mowing.”

Her eyes sparkled with a fierce light, harboring a beast-like ferocity deep within them.
Having switched places, Shizuku poised her sword.

Though we now looked completely clad in black attire in the middle of summer, those around us should no longer be concerned about such appearances.
I’m counting on you, Shizuku.