Chapter 16: Decrepit Swordsman

"You know how you got here, I expect you to find them and bring them back." Lust said, standing behind Armin who faced the gate that led to his world.

"O-Okay!" He said nervously with enthusiasm.

"I'll be back Elle!" He affirmed, stepping forward through the gate and disappearing.

"Just in time." He said, turning back around and stepping forward.

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The large doors to a medieval room opened, a long, raven haired girl entering.

She had no shoes, no pants, no shirt, only a loincloth and two metal daggers in her hands.

There were scars over some parts of her body, and there was a lustful look in her eyes.

This woman had grown a lot since she was first isekai'd into this dungeon.

She had reached level 14 according to her system, and she had slaughtered countless innocent souls, and even battled with multiple larger and sentient creatures like Goblins and strange evolved slimes.

Through these fights, she had grown to love the art of battle, and it seemed to be her main way to vent her emotions.

Who wouldn't be a little frustrated having been trapped in a dungeon for weeks, presumably, with no human contact.

Though she learned to stop thinking too incredibly deep into certain things.

As of now, she was focused on the slumbering boss in front of her.

Kneeling beside an empty thrown was a skeleton knight of sorts, though some semblances of flesh were present on its body.

Above its head was an indicator that let her know what she was facing.

[Decrepit Swordsman, Level 16 Mini-Boss]

'Mini-Boss?…' She thought, a smile creeping up onto her face as she grasped the daggers in her hands.

'No matter! Maybe I can get a cheap shot before it aggros.' With that thought, she dashed forward with incredible speed, crossing the room in just a second.

She appeared in front of the kneeling swordsman, perceiving the glint in it's eye sparking awake as she slashed at its neck.

She had hoped to take his head clean off in one go, and destroy the body from there, but of course it wasn't that easy.

The sword which it had dug into the ground before it was instantly moved, blocking her blades.

"You are trespassing. Leave. or. die." She heard an evil voice speak, the skeleton pushing her off and steadying his sword as it stood straight up.

"Not as easy as I expected!" She said, quickly dashing forward, kicking towards the skeletons leg.

Though all she met was the air as she stumbled forward slightly, her eyes glancing up at the raised sword above her head.

'This guy is really experienced!' She thought, rolling forward and slashing at the back of the swordsman leg, slicing it clean off.

"Good!" She huffed, standing up a few meters away and turning to dash towards her enemy.

But as she was doing so, she was slightly taken aback.

She swordsman had reattached his leg at the knee, and he was too running towards her!

"What the hell?…" She whispered, ducking to the left and avoiding the slash aimed for her head.

She threw a fist at the dead's ribs, cracking one and hindering it's downward slice.

Taking the chance, she swept it off it's feet, making it fall to the ground.

She instantly dropped a fist over its face, but contrary to what she expected of it's speed, it easily caught her fist.

With her fist in hand, using it's unbelievable strength , she was pulled downwards, her face being met with a fist that sent her flying off to the side.

"Urgh…" She groaned, stumbling to her feet from the ground, rubbing her face.

"Why is he so strong?… Aren't you supposed to be dead?" She took a moment to analyze the damage she had done, and she was quite disappointed.

One broken rib, and a slightly weakened knee…

And considering her enemy was dead, and was lacking a majority of its nerves, it was safe to say that it was feeling no pain.

"Come at me!" She yelled ecstatically.

It seemed that knowing she was at a disadvantage was something that sparked the fire in her heart even more.

'If I take out a leg it's over.' She thought, sprinting towards the dead that only stood still, it's sword out in front of it.

'I got this.' She thought confidently, coming into the swords range.

She swiped left with the dagger in her left, the sword swaying to the left.

With her right hand, she punched straight into the dead's chest, stunning it for a moment.

Using this moment, she stomped at the weakened knee bending it backwards and almost disconnecting it completely.

Seeing it was off balance, the dead swung it's sword back, but it was parried.

She used her foot and lifted it to the dead's stomach, pushing it to the floor.

With her left hand she swung with all her mind, clashing with the sword in her opponent's hand and sending it flying to the side.

Seeing she had succeeded, with her foot still on the stunned monster's stomach, she grabbed the broken leg, and ripped it off, throwing it far to the side.

The dead seemed to panic, not understanding what to do as it could only flail it's arm about.

"Nothing without your sword aren't ya'?" She chuckled, driving her fist through it's brittle skull.

She relentlessly attacked it's body, dismembering it and sending it's limbs flying throughout the room.

When she was finished, there was only a torso with a mangled chest, its bones visibly destroyed.

[You have defeated the Mini-Boss of the First Floor, The Decrepit Swordsman!]

[You have been given 3 Levels.]

[You have obtained the item, [Warden's Key]!]

Looking down at the body beneath her, she could see a sparkle within the caved in chest.

She couldn't help but reach down and investigate.

"Oh!…" She exclaimed, lifting the key up out of the body.

"A strange place to keep your keys…" She chuckled, moving towards chest at the left wall of the throne room.

"My true rewards!" She hung her daggers on the strap of her loincloth, her hands rubbing together before opening the chest.

Though her excitement soon fell.

Alas, it was only a chest of gold and jewels, much of which she had no use for.

"But this anklet!" She exclaimed, reaching into the chest and grabbing the gold jewelry.

After putting it on, and equipping a pair of golden wrist guards, she did a small search around the chest, finding what she was looking for.

*Click*

She pulled the lever, listening to the grating of the ground as a corridor seemed to open underground.

"Well… Let's move this chest, I have prisoners to find."