- The dungeon showed up and a month was about to pass.

Standing magnificently in the middle of the desert, a giant tower of pitch-black.

The tower became a particle of light and suddenly disappeared.

Merchants who set up nearby dewstores and shops to encourage business day and night.

And travelers and tourists who visited rarity.

And the challengers who broke into the dream of a dungeon and returned as fools.

And they shall look up in the direction where the tower was, and shall dance there divinely.

- I was looking up at the particles of light.

"Hey! Everybody! Come on out!

Returning challengers receive untreatable allowances.

- Here, in front of a certain tent.

That's what the big man who was before said to the returnees who became patients.

Follow that voice and one former challenger after another from inside the clinic will show his face.

And when I saw it, I was stunned.

"Hey... you're lying..."

Former challengers face after face after face after face.

Everyone of them left their mouths open to the sight, losing their words.

"Dan... John... attacked..."

The moment that some say so.

There, a big cheer rolled up.

And there was a man who turned up late.

Knight of Darms Aldan. It is Leonardo Astar.

This Leonardo is the one who spoke out to stop the challenge just before the political line challenged the dungeon.

But there was a smile on his face.

Is that why?

Because he knew.

- Who attacked the dungeon?

That should also be true, since the political sects entered the dungeon, there was no one left to follow.

Everyone saw the challengers lying in the square in front of the dungeon and realized they were scared.

And to challenge them, most of the visitors to the land stopped and stayed only to sightsee.

In fact, before leaving, there were a number of people who watched the political sect being covered by demonic correspondence, just because the political sect himself did not know it.

Many of them are mainly merchants who used to open outdoor shops.

The merchants shared information with each other either from their habits or immediately.

- "" Apparently, Razhausen's hero Nito challenged the dungeon. ""

The rumor was spreading in an instant.

But the thoughts of those who found out about it were realistic.

They don't dream about this dungeon itself, like challengers and adventurers.

I'm just interested in making money.

Therefore, the adventurer Nito drowns wild in the dungeon, but it doesn't matter.

Share information and talk to each other just in your spare time.

But when the dungeon became a particle, and the black giant tower disappeared from the middle of the desert, and I saw four shadows dancing down from the sky, even the merchants forgot the less business of excitement, and there was a great deal of cheer rolling in there.

The emergence of dungeons is said to occur every 100 years, and the offense every 1000 years.

So much so that a dungeon attack is a feat and a rarity.

Various people gathered there rush to the site of the dungeon.

Some of them were the appearances of Francesca and Dory of Satanic Communications.

"Dory! I'm in a hurry! I'm sure that's Mr. Nito."

"Okay, so don't rush me!

They both smiled and ran away.

And the four challengers, who slowly appeared from above, descended upon the land.

We attacked the dungeon.

Even so, it's not actually an offense.

It's just that I visited the inevitable.

But I guess that's what everyone in the crowd is calling us right now.

- With dungeon attackers.

The three of you next door were so nervous before you tried, now you say you're perfectly fine?

There was a different fatigue on my face than the reason I tried.

Probably because I talked too long with Ver.

In the meantime, the three of them seemed to enjoy themselves quite a bit, but I think that's probably why they're tired.

"Ha... he said he's finally back..."

Toa was preoccupied with the wild horses in front of him.

"Well, I can't help it. Worldwide we are dungeon attackers. I did what no one else could have done."

"Yes, but... I didn't do anything"

"Me, too."

Sooner or later, the highly made and laughed Suphilia.

Perhaps Sufilia is tired too.

Nem was squeezing next door, holding my hand.

"Hey! Let me through! Take... let me through!

Then out of the crowd, a certain pair appeared.

I thought it was Frances.

"Congratulations! Mr. Nito!"

Then he came running over, and Francesca told me so.

And next to that, Dory is pointing the camera, and he's stubbornly shooting me in the face.

I'm still glad I kept my face on.

"Thank you"

I answered with a bitter laugh.

"How do you feel about being attacked by a dungeon?"

Well, when I get some post-offensive coverage, I can't help it because I said it before...

It is, and Toa is about to be depressed.

"Right...... surprisingly well, I was able to attack without anything, so I'm satisfied"

Honestly, there was a lot going on.

But none of that is all I can talk about.

But I have to answer the interview like that.

Well, I can tell you the truth... no, I'd rather tell you the truth here?

That way, we can contain the wasted damage if the dungeon shows up again in the future, right?

Well, if you think about it, it doesn't matter to me about the damage.

"Tell us about what's going on in the dungeon"

"I'm sure the other challengers know that, but they were surrounded by rare buildings and sunsets. It was a strange place."

"I see... they haven't returned yet. There are more challengers. What does Mr. Nito think?

So Francesca has changed the direction of the question.

"Oh, I see... that's right. There were corpses all over the dungeon. It probably belongs to the challenger, but probably no one will ever come back. I didn't even see the survivors."

And then he prefaced, "It's my last question," Francesca said.

"Now please leave a message to everyone in the world who has been waiting for Mr. Nito's offense."

I thought about it.

I was wondering how to answer this question.

If I were you before the challenge, would you say, "I shouldn't dream anymore”? I would have said that and said something that would be a deterrent to challengers.

But right now, I don't think so.

"A dungeon is not the graveyard of a dreamed fool. This is where a handful of dreamers find the truth ahead of their dreams. If you want to get to the truth that lies ahead, try the dungeon. Those who just don't have the will better not even dream -"

Then Toa got on my flank.

"Hmm?"

My eyes are red.

That's what Toa said in a low voice.

I close one eye in the face.

"Bad"

I whispered and gave it back.

"Bye! That's it for the interview. Thank you, Nito."

Then it went with it, and Dory lowered the camera.

"Good day, Mr. Nito. I didn't really think they'd attack the dungeon."

Francesca returned to the vegetables and said so.

"It was harder than I thought, a lot. By the way, I thought the other day, are you recording or something?

I was concerned about this way of doing interviews in a press style on purpose.

"Oh, that's just in case. Sometimes it's an article under the heading of uncut interviews, and I think about saving it as a material, and that's how it's done."

I wasn't particularly interested, either, but it seems so.

"Speaking of which, how long has it been since we've been in the dungeon?

"About a day?"

"Is it a day?... Um, did you have any information or anything in between?

I was worried about Sierra.

Apparently, Francesca understood what my question meant.

"No, I don't have any information on Razhausen"

"... Really?"

Does that mean the war hasn't started yet?

Well, think normally, isn't that something that starts right away?

"If anything happens again, then, could you tell me?

"I don't mind. Instead, could you tell me what the dungeon really was like? Of course, this is my hobby."

Apparently, Francesca is aware of my lies.

Just how do we talk?

I don't know, "I can't talk."

"Well, honestly, I don't think anyone should try anymore"

"... what does that mean?

"Hmm... do you feel like it's useless to just try what you say? Well, if you dare, there's something like aptitude in a dungeon, so most people can't attack it regardless of their abilities."

Then Francesca was floating a question mark.

Well, can't you tell by this explanation?

But there's no reason to talk any more.

"By the way, it's okay to post what I just said"

Then Francesca's eyes lit up.

"It is! Is that true?!

"Yes, that would be fine"

She's a sharp woman of sorts.

That's why this conversation is concluded.

Always realizing what I'm talking about while hiding something.

I mean, "that's about it" means it's okay to imagine from there on your own and post a hypothesis.

”Write freely what I can't talk about, OK?"

Including that, she asked, "Is that true?"

"After this, what are you going to do? Are you going back to college now?

"Right...... I have a few errands to run, so I'll be back when I've done that"

"Really? Then let us head to the Academy first."

"Hmm? Are you going to college again?

Is that a job?

So what can I do for the college...

"Preliminary qualifying for the school match will begin soon, so I'd like to cover the candidate first."

Speaking of which, you did.

It's just... Was it Phishanatica?

I had a game with a school with that name.

Will Patrick be all right?

Have you done well with the Spirit since then?

"With that said, is Nito going to be in a school match?

"Mmm...... what do you think? I haven't decided yet, but I'm thinking positively for once."

"I see. By the way, Mr. Nito, you know the name Fishanatica School of Magic and Magic, don't you?

"Of course, you're an opponent of High Kuwait, right? You do, don't you?

Then Francesca smiled thinly.

What is it?

"So did you know that there are nineteen brave Greyberg men in that Fishanatica?

... what?

"... nineteen brave men?

"Yes. We've talked about this before, haven't we? that Greyberg has summoned the brave."

"Yes......"

Francesca speaks with exhilaration.

"And two of them are missing."

"Yes, I remember."

"So, the remaining nineteen brave men, the newly reigning King Arthur of Grayberg, conceived his future and deposited them with the Fishanatica School of Magic and Magic."

"... deposited?

"Yes, Grayberg lost a large number of faculty members in a dragon's heart attack. That stopped the school from functioning, and King Arthur said he was determined to leave them to Fishanatica."

"I mean... for this school match?

"Yes, those nineteen brave men are also in it"

Francesca said so with a thin grin as if she could spot my thoughts.

I mean Heilkwaht and Fishanatika......

These two school matchups are not just school matchups.

Heirkwaltz vs. 2-3 brave men…

"Mr. Nito?

"... Yes?

"If, when you're in! Nice to meet you for the interview, huh?

I mean, Francesca is asking, "That's what I mean."

Damn, she's a scary bitch...

How far does this guy understand me...