Only I Level up My Dungeon Equipment!

Chapter 12

The Big Boss Battle

Translated by NotBlueYet
Edited by Kingavent

 

“With this status, I should be able to beat the big boss on the 9th level.”

 

With this king’s set, I should be able to beat the big boss.

 

Kenya was getting worked up, but in reality, C-rank equipment was too much for a 9-level big boss.

 

This equipment was originally for the 20th level and beyond.

 

It appears in an area that is conquered by first-level adventurers.

 

It was not an opponent that could be defeated solo, but even so, the current Kenya would be able to do it.

 

So Kenya decided to challenge the big boss.

 

(Will Ai-san get angry?　But I wouldn’t be an adventurer if I didn’t go here.)

 

Kenya tries to take an action that is not in his plan.

 

But he can’t contain his excitement.

 

Because this is a dungeon, a place to pursue your dreams.

 

Levels 7, 8, and 9 are filled with hobgoblins and higher goblin species such as goblin knights.

 

But….

 

“Hmph!”

 

“Gaaaah!”

 

With a single sword, he cut them down.

 

“This weapon is so easy to use, it is indeed a weapon for the Japanese.”

 

Kenya mutters as he looks at the Japanese sword.

 

It was not a weapon for the Japanese, but still, a weapon with the name “Japan” attached to it was surprisingly easy to use.

 

It fit as if it had been used many times.

 

Combined with the king’s power, it slashes the goblins of the higher species.

 

As one would expect from a 20th level piece of equipment.

 

At this level, he is a cheat.

 

After advancing at a pace of about one hour per level, Kenya arrives at the ninth level.

 

Passing through the red gate, this is the ninth level.

 

It is the room of the big boss.

 

The huge door with its hideous design, larger and more majestic than the middle boss’s room, indicates that this is the big boss’s room.

 

And next to the door.

 

A girl was sitting there cowering.

 

“Ah, finally someone’s here…”

 

The girl looked up and said that.

 

As if asking for help.

 

The girl had semi-long hair with a hint of brown and colored contacts?

 

She had big manga-like eyes, white skin, and red lips.

 

And she had what is called “sickly makeup,” or yandere-style tear troughs.

 

She has so many piercings in her ears that I don’t know how many she has.

 

In a word, she looked like a Men-hera.(Mental health, used with girls that are “heavy” and borderline yandere)

 

A black T-shirt and shorts that made me wonder why she was so lightly dressed in this dungeon?　The shirt was too long to see.

 

What you can see are her thin, morbidly white skinned legs.

 

Cute.

 

Cute indeed, but…maybe I should stay away from her.

 

Maybe this is the minefield girl I’ve heard so much about.

 

Kenya’s intuition set off an alarm, and he shook his head so as not to be fooled by her doom-inducing sex appeal.

 

Then he lightly bows and quickly tries to open the door.

 

“Um, I need your help…”

 

Then the girl stands up and comes to my side.

 

“Help?”

 

Kenya repeats, backing up a little.

 

“The person I came all this way with left me here…”

 

“Well, that’s a terrible story.”

 

Kenya felt sorry and pitiful for this girl, even though he was surprised that this was an act that could have been murder if it was not done properly.

 

That’s why she was sitting there alone in that place, waiting.

 

(What the hell, I can’t leave her alone somehow…)

 

That sheltered girl, the girl who has been abandoned, is a little like myself, who was once banished and abandoned.

 

“Well, I’ll take you with me to the tenth level.”

 

“Ho, really?　But Onii-san is solo?　Are you sure you can handle it?　I can’t fight, but…”

 

“I’m sure I’ll be fine, just wait at the end for now.”

 

“Yes, yes…”

 

The girl looked at me with concern.

 

When I looked at her face and saw the trouble she was going through, she made a fake smile.

 

Her smile looked so fragile and sad, as if she had endured it many times.

 

My heart squeezes.

 

I know this face.

 

This is the face that I have to put up with my weak self and still smile at the other person.

 

(I’ll ask about the situation later, but for now, let’s head to the 10th level.)

 

Kenya then opens the door.

 

And in the center of it, the commander of the goblins.

 

The goblin general is sitting.

 

The goblin general sits in the center of the round area.

 

As soon as I step into the area, the torches surrounding the room are lit.

 

A bluish-white light illuminates the room and the door closes.

 

At the same time, the goblin stands up and roars.

 

And so begins the battle between the general and the king.

 

Let me conclude.

 

It was no match at all.