Although I Am Only Level 1, but with This Unique Skill, I Am the Strongest

At night, it was a banquet in the living room upstairs.

Various dishes line the table. It's luxurious like a hotel buffet, all made by Emily.

We surround it with the Laotai family, and Elsa.

Only one outsider, Elsa, was bewildered when she was poured a drink into the cup she had.

"Am I okay too?

"It's more fun to have more people. We used to have a lot of banquets in the dungeons. Your mother likes banquets and always gives you a reason to say," It's a feast -! I was doing it. "

"You're a fancy mother."

"I've been caged all year in a dungeon where my favorite wine drops."

"That's all I can imagine about Emily's mother."

"You're just like Eve!

That's what Alice said, hugging Eve.

Eve, who had grabbed the carrot like a small animal, seemed to gloat, but embraced Alice's hug as she hugged and subtly took the carrot additionally.

The "Celebration Emily 100 Million Yen Player" party was greatly appreciated as lead guest Emily flustered.

"Mr. Lyota, look at this!

Celest called me, and when I turned around wondering what was going on, she was showing me the hands she had dished.

Alice's companion, Honey Honey and Plump in the palm of his hand. Other than that, there are two other stuffed animals that look just like honey and puffy.

It has the same deformation as the two, and the material is a fabric stuffed animal.

The two were intrigued by the stuffed animals, which made them cool and peppery.

"I can't get away with it, he put it in my palm!

"Good for you, Celest. I mean, what happened to that stuffed animal?

"I made it."

"Made it? Celeste? … Wow, it's not uncomfortable to play crane games."

"Cute no..."

Celest had her eyes as a heartmark, and she was spotted in Honeyone and Pulple.

A few days ago I tried to get close and they got away with it, so when I think about it, it's great progress.

I'm glad you achieved one thought.

"But wow, I knew you liked stuffed animals, but they're something you can make so quickly. That's so cute, too."

"Mr. Celest, it's amazing! Mr. Yoda's Wet -"

"Wah-wah-wah!

Celest suddenly raised her voice and blocked Emily's words for some reason.

You heard my name, but what's going on?

"Ah..."

Celeste, who raised her voice, will soon be discouraged.

He escaped in reaction to the voice of Honeyhone and Pulp stretched up in his palm.

He jumped out of his palm and snuck into Alice's clothes in an instant, pimping on the table.

"Ah......"

A discouraging celest, with plenty of grieving hands stretched out toward the two.

Looks like it's going to be another one-sided day for a while.

That's how the banquet went.

The best atmosphere for the best dishes, fun times pass.

Leaning back against the wall to catch a breath, Elsa came to the side.

"Good luck"

"That way. Thank you for sending me this today."

"Yeah, because that's my job. But it's amazing."

"Amazing?"

"Mr. Lyota's family. Everyone is so comfortable with all the amazing people. Especially Eve, I'm surprised Killing Rabbit is normally in a circle of people"

"Thanks to Emily. You walked into this living room and you noticed, right? Magical warmth and brightness, thanks to her."

"... I think Emily is a normal person."

"A normal person?

I wonder what you mean, put your neck around me and look at Elsa.

"Normal people, not saints or gods. Normal people can't keep their homes bright and warm like this for someone they don't like."

"I see."

"I think this house is a mirror. A mirror that makes people feel that way about Emily."

So Elsa looked back at me.

Who made Emily do that...... you mean me?

"So I think Mr. Lyota is amazing"

"I guess so."

"I'm so happy to be able to work with Mr. Lyota like that. Dispatch, but thank you very much for coming."

"Oh, nice to meet you"

Shake hands with Elsa.

The lively and fun party lasted until late at night.

The next day, I went to Nihonium for my routine. I was called to Clint.

After finishing the routine... I thought it was urgent and interrupted the routine and came to the Dungeon Society.

I knocked, and when I went inside the chairman's office, I saw Clint on medication.

There was a pile of white powder on the paper that wrapped the medicine, poured it into his mouth and swallowed it without water.

I mean, it's an emergency, like stomach medication or something? Even so, you can drink without water often.

I called out with that in mind.

"Are you all right?

"Oh, I'm fine. Thanks to this, I'm feeling a little better."

"Good health isn't a bad pill, is it?"

"Don't worry, it's just white sugar"

"You're not a pill!

"This is how you feel better."

"It's a problem before I'm well!

I think this guy will definitely get diabetes one day.

I had to talk to him for now, so I sat on the couch with Clint.

"Actually, a dungeon was born."

"Ha."

Is that the story again?

Nihonium, selenium, and two dungeons have been born even since I came into this world.

Not as often, but not as rarely.

I don't know if you're listening to that, but I think it's about right.

but Clint's expression was serious.

The expression was serious enough to empty the little box on the table and toss the squared sugar for drinks straight into my mouth.

"It's a village that's never had a dungeon before, and that's fine by itself, but the dungeon that was born swallowed up half the village."

"Swallow the village"

"Occasionally, a dungeon can be formed directly beneath a village or town, swallowing the village... rather than taking it in."

"That sounds... tough"

The actual sight is almost unimaginable, but somehow the seriousness has been conveyed.

"All of a sudden, the villagers were swallowed up, and they were rescuing us over there, but the guy born into a bad thing is a rogue dungeon."

"Rogue dungeon?"

"It's about a dungeon that changes the structure in the dungeon every time someone steps in. That's making it harder to rescue."

"Don't play infinitely..."

Stuff Clint staring at me.

"That made it difficult to send a thousand elites. Please, will you rescue the villagers towards the new dungeon where they were born? You're the only one I can count on!

Clint got his hands on the table and set himself off, a momentum that could still be grounded.

"Okay."

"Is that true! Thanks! Thank you so much!

I'm desperate all the time, and I get a map from Clint, who thanks me over and over again, and I leave the Dungeon Society building.

A newly born dungeon swallowing the village... it's a bad idea if we don't get there soon.