The Homeless Camper Wants to Live Leisurely in a Dungeon ~Even Dangerous Deep-Layer Monsters Are Just Ingredients to Me~
“Graaaaaa!”
“………………”
Right in front of me, the irregular monster Behemoth lets out a massive roar. The vibrations in the air ripple through my body.
But I no longer have the strength to run. Looking at my right side, I see that Behemoth’s powerful claws have torn through my flesh, and blood is gushing out.
Just one strike—just a single blow from Behemoth, and this is what happened. Against those razor-sharp claws, the armor I was wearing was no better than a piece of paper.