Corporate Slave Hero Says He’s Quitting His Job

"My head hurts..."

"I drink too much. Weigh yourself in next."

"Uhm."

The day after I met Leona and the others.

Me and Isbell were walking down the city toward the dungeon.

Isbell's face is blue when she says she's going to stick out and attack the dungeon.

He seems so ill because of his hangover.

Unfortunately, we don't have the magic to improve hangovers, even though we're ex-brainers.

"Are you okay with riding the carriage now?

"Carriage? Aren't you going to walk away?

"Oh. I'm supposed to be in a carriage in any position until the dungeon to figure out who's diving"

As a general rule, traffic outside the carriage is not permitted.

Doing so makes it easier to grasp humans who don't come back from the dungeon.

It's easier to go get someone who can handle an incident outside the dungeon by keeping an even better grasp of the person inside.

For that reason, it is forbidden to enter the dungeon without permission in the carriage.

"Ugh... did you"

"As soon as I'm about to throw up, no."

"Right... kick me out when I'm about to throw up"

"I'm not going that far."

Extreme woman.

While we were talking about that, we reached the outskirts of the city, where carriages to the dungeons lined up.

"You can ride up to ten people per car! Please wait in line in front of each carriage!

People like city officials are guiding the gathering adventurers.

It seems very busy due to the large number of people.

"Are all the people here after a thousand bucks?

"I guess so. I mean the rivals."

"So we have to find the treasure faster than these guys!

"That's the thing. Well, the lower you go, the fewer people you'll get, so I'm sure you'll get some treasure soon."

According to the preliminary investigation, this dungeon appears to have up to one hundred tiers, and the offense is now proceeding up to seventy.

They had a smooth offense going on until about sixty tiers, but from there to seventy tiers, the difficulty jumped, and if they did poorly, even A-rank adventurers would be dangerous enough to lose their lives.

"Nowadays, it's as difficult to attack as it would be if we could attack one tier every year."

"Then if you attack the lower level than the seventy tiers, nobody will interrupt you and you can take all the treasure you want. ⁉"

"That's what's gonna happen"

However, care should only be taken when returning from the 71 hierarchy to the 70 hierarchy.

It would be a big problem if people would come down from a hierarchy that hasn't been broken yet.

There's unlimited zero people in the seventieth hierarchy in the first place, so it doesn't seem like there's much to worry about, but it's never been over caution.

"Okay! Then why don't we go!

"Oh. That sounds like the earliest. Overwhelmingly fewer people than elsewhere."

I'm lucky enough to find a carriage where people aren't in extreme line and head over there with Isbell.

There are more than ten people lined up everywhere, but there were only about five there.

Maybe the carriage just went.

I realize the gaze of many adventurers is being thrown at us heading to such an empty place.

"... haven't we been seen?

"Maybe it was some kind of special row rule."

Then they should say something when they try to line up.

There's probably no problem with the fact that they haven't said anything yet.

Once lined up at the end of the line, the people who had originally lined up began to dazzle me.

Five in number.

They all wear silver armor and feel heavy pressure.

"You've got a lot of guts trying to get in my carriage."

No, I just couldn't see it in this army of armor, there's another one in the back.

One step more luxurious than the rest of us - a silver-haired man wearing more decorative gear, to be specific.

With a righteous face, he carries a one-handed sword with a luxurious decoration loose (...) in vain, just like armor.

"You guys! This is more rude than following the clan Knights of Silver Wings and riding the same carriage as the king, Silver Aegister!

"Good, not so hot, minister."

"Ha!"

... What are we being shown?

For now, the only thing I know is that these guys are clan members and they don't seem very smart.

"From what I've seen, isn't that woman inside superb? Let's allow ourselves to stand near me. See, here's the thing."

"Hmm? Why?

"Why? This is me telling you to come. Need more reason than that?

"Huh?"

Stop it, Isbell.

I can't answer that he looked at me with such a reluctant eye that he said, "Explain it because I don't know what this guy is talking about."

"Wow, I have no reason to be near you..."

"It doesn't matter. I will come when I tell you to come, the king. I'll do it if I tell you to. That's the minister."

"I'm not a minister. ⁉"

Looks like a pretty smart guy.

It's like the story isn't meshing.

I'm going to be riding a carriage with these guys as it is.

Change the line while you can...

"Thank you for waiting! Please ride up to ten people!

"Hmm, you finally picked me up. Then let's go."

The man, known as Silver, is surrounded by SS men and leans closer to the carriage.

The sight made me feel a little uncomfortable.

Somehow the number of people is increasing.

And when I realized, Isbell was disappearing from my vicinity.

"Look, watch your step. The woman who will be my wife."

"Huh? Huh?

Soon, Isbell had her shoulder held by silver.

The one from Isbell, probably the first to be pressed this way, is confusing.

And that man.

Looks like he moved towards me or Isbell's gaps in consciousness.

I'm not just an idiot.

Same A-rank as Leona...... more than that if I suck.

"Driver, there are seven people on board. He's over there on his next flight, please."

"Yes, because you don't mind?

"He says I'm good. Besides, we are heavily equipped, and if there are seven of us, there will be no other vacancies to enter. That man is out of the way."

Shit, they leave me.

That man, he's seriously going to take Isbell.

"Well, you can't get Al on board because of the large number of people"

He opened his mouth when I tried to get close enough to at least recapture Isbell.

And the next moment, with the dull sound, the silver body dances through the universe.

I held my head silently as I was surrounded.

Isbell opens her mouth masterfully as she kicks up silver with her legs.

"Now you're free for one!

There was one person here who didn't think about it.

I wonder how you're going to cut through this by softening it in front of a large number of people?

Maybe I'll do those excuses and excuses.

But now there were more words to be done than that.

"Nice, Belle"

"It would be!

I praised the man for kicking up his face.