My original plan was to step on the 10th floor a day. But time is still lunch. After consulting with the members as they had lunch, they had barely drained and were going to go a little further.

Eleventh basement floor.

The appearance changed at once. Stone floors are in the sand. The walls are gone, the sun shining and the scorching atmosphere.

In the meantime, I closed the door.

I opened it. Hot.

Closed.

Rinhua.

"Yes, sss."

"Whatever."

"The stage changes with each tenth floor, sss. The eleventh to twentieth floors underground are deserts."

"Say it quickly!

"Excuse me, sss!

In the meantime, it's hot, so an operational meeting in front of the door.

"Hot is the neck."

"That's right. It was just a game, and it was damaging."

In the meantime, I decided to make Valkyrie a sandmobile or something to move on. Then I can magically fill the interior with cold air.

Here, Rinhua-tsun became a pumpkin carriage, whether it was self-proclaimed or not.

"Mr. Tsu!?

"... well no. Then the horse..."

"Oh, I'll do it."

Rosie, you turned into a mechanical horse, connected to a pumpkin carriage. It's uncomfortable, but I can't help it.

"Rosalindo!"

Valkyrie to lose and be a horse.

"Horses are enough"

"Oyakunitatides..."

Valkyrie to pose orz as a horse. You're clever.

"Hmm, would you remove the obstacle to driving?

"Casico Marimasita!"

Valkyrie turned into a disastrous horse. of end-of-century taste, is a togetherness of horses.

"Ooh..."

"Wow..."

"Cool"

"Right."

The men are sparkling their eyes. You like it no matter how old it is. Depends on the person.

"Sister... with..."

Marie seems to be the limit, so I put her in the carriage first and cooled the air inside.

"Miu ~"

We tried to get in, too, and the old man wasted time.

"I'll ride your horse or yours!

I convinced him, but the old man didn't listen, and he ended up on your stand.

"Mr. Geraldine, if you are the one, apply this cream all over your body. Apply it properly and you'll regret it."

"? Hmm."

"Jash, paint him on the back and neck"

"Yes."

I was petting him, and he was surrounded by something. Desert specialty, a running cactus. High number. They're surrounded.

"... come"

I collapsed into the sand.

"Rosalind!?

"I can't... I can't believe I'm attacking the precious cactus!

"No, Rosalind, your cactus. It's a cactus apart from you guys, isn't it!?

"I can't! Cactus cute!"

Fellows confused by me for falling over. Because I've spent so much time with the cactus, I can't even see him attacking the cactus or being attacked. That's how I felt, the cactus blossomed.

And a rainbow glowing cactus...... Mr. Cactus from Legendia-King Chaboten? appeared.

"Mina no thing, rosalind heno idea, jubaku tokunoda!!

It's my kid (Sabo)!!

"Sabo!"

"Sabo!"

"Sabo!"

"Sabo!"

"Sabo!"

About x 100? More?

And with the crushing sound of glass, the desert specialty running cactus evolved into machonest-cactus at the same time.

No, why not?

In the first place, if it's a curse, I can do anything with Alisa and me...

No, no, these cactuses, they're coming to us after all, cactus!?

How did it evolve!?

Oh, oh, I can't catch up with the scratches. No!!

"Rosalind."

"Oh, yes."

"Warelaha Dungeon Master Noshi Haikara, Tokihana Taleta. Colleyoli, Rosalind Goaisle!!

"Oh, thank you"

According to Sabo's explanation, the cactuses had been summoned and forced into servitude by the Dungeon Master. I heard the cactuses lifted the curse on their own to keep me from grieving because I said I couldn't fight. It just so happens that it has evolved...... I, am loved (escape reality)

Pumpkin carriage pulled by a mechanical horse. And left and right machonesto = cactus. They did not donate other demons with their flesh.

"Wahahahahahaha!!

And an old man who blasts his carriage off laughing at your table.

Rosie, I trust you will slow down where appropriate. Because I believe you!? Don't beat the old man!?

"Oka-san... maybe you'll be fine, so don't bother talking to me about wind magic"

Rosie, you are a well done child. I'm sorry for the extra worry.

"Devanganai............"

Mourning Valkyrie. No, nothing, huh? Because I'm not always looking for help. Don't worry about it.

"Impossible, Sz."

By the way, they were originally these stages, walls = cactus. Thanks to the cactuses who completely abandoned their service, Clams and I made it to the next floor.

Basement twelfth floor.

But it was here that an incident arose that might be among the top three in Rosalind history.