"Why... give me this stuff?
"I've been watching you."
Grandma Terre said the exact same dialogue earlier.
"It's like I was born of my child, and I've been watching it like a grandson."
She was really a grandmother who would give pennies to her grandchildren!
I mean... that's how they felt.
I haven't figured out the exact cause yet, but I was dropped on the ground floor of Terre.
I can also see that it came from slime.
From that point of view, grandma and grandson, because it's not an absurd story at all.
That made me feel more and more like I had to get this.
"Okay, I'll let you use it, unfortunately. I'm so happy."
I'm glad to hear that.
That's what Grandma Terru said, fuzzy, and she laughed cutely.
"Ah, Master Lyota!
Coming back to the dungeon from Grandma Terre's, Margaret noticed looking around and approached me on a small run.
Are you all right, Master Lyota?
"Sorry to bother you. Hey, Grandma Terre called me."
"You were still seeing the Spirit, that's right, Master Lyota!
Margaret put her hands together and laughed as happily as she could.
"Are you going to be able to help the Spirit of Terre?
"I mean power, well, I got this"
"Is this... a ring, is it?
"Yeah, I wonder if Slime's here"
"I'm passing through there."
"Let's go after him"
I walked her out in the direction Margaret taught me.
As soon as I turned the corner, I encountered a sleep slime.
"Look."
"Yes!"
Margaret nodded vigorously on the spot, and I walked out against the slime, equipped with a ring.
Sleep Slime approached me and hit me with an angry face.
The body hit just meets my groin with tremendous momentum.
"Master Lyota!?
Margaret screamed my name just because the place was the place to hit.
"Yeah, I'm fine"
Sleep slime hitting your groin, losing momentum and falling straight down.
Keep rolling away like a poyon poyon and a rubber ball.
I saw the ring I put on.
Slime void ring, effect is perfect.
All of a sudden I was in a hurry to get my groin targeted, but I've met so many spirits so far that I was sure it would be okay.
"Master Lyota!? What's that?
"As you can see, it's gear that disables any slime attack."
"Wow!"
"The attack has been disabled, but what about the breath of sleep"
From beside what I said, the sleeping slime made me exhale with an increasingly angry face.
I also took this without moving at all.
Previously, as soon as it took, sleeping slime sleep attacks didn't work at all either.
"Conditional attack is disabled, too."
"It's getting amazing."
"Okay, let's change the way we do it"
"Huh?"
"I take the offense, Margaret takes it down. Let's go."
"Yes!"
When I got up on time and went back to the mansion, Emily was back at exactly the same time.
Emily put down the hammer she was in charge of and ran over to me.
Welcome home, sir.
"I'm home. Just great. Emily, I need a favor."
"Okay, what do I do?
"Teach me how to cook"
"Ha... cooking, is it?
"Oh."
I nodded deeply and stared at Emily.
All right, sir.
Emily took it on without asking me deeply.
"Grandma"
"Oh, what's going on?" Instead, how did you get in here?
Grandma Terre, sitting in the same pose as she had just broken up, feeling like a pastry shop grandmother, was surprised to see me.
"This, hemmed"
I gave you what I brought.
In a deep vessel is a stew made from carrots and octopus.
"I made it out of the material I just took today. I hope it's on your mouth."
"To me..."?
"Yeah."
Amazing Grandma Terre.
I gave him the vessel, and I also gave him the chopsticks I brought him.
"Go ahead."
"Here you go... oh, this is"
"What do you say?
"It's delicious. I've never spoken of a dungeon vegetable in such a way.
Really?
"I'm glad it's in your mouth."
"... to feed this, on purpose, huh?
"Yeah."
When she nodded, Grandma Terre was surprised first, and then again, she grinned with increasing joy.