Dungeon Reset

There is a proverb that they are surprised when they grow up, and surprised when they see the pot lid.

In fact, there was one misunderstanding about the witch.

Originally, 'dragonflies’ were just wingworms that looked like mosquitoes.

From what I saw, my legs were longer and my body was longer than mosquitoes, making me look even uglier.

But technically, each was not a worm that sucked human blood like a mosquito.

But that was it in the eyes of the child who ran away into the forest.

Mosquitoes scare my breasts, and I get all claustrophobic.

“That memory guy really……. I think they were bitten by mosquitoes and then looked at them and thought they were mosquitoes. You just got really scared by the medley. ”

Now it was just an irrelevant hazing.

The problem was right before my eyes.

Monsters' ears are big and scary as it is written in the diary (Armor), and they suck blood even when they wear clothes.

It was not just sucking, it was sucking.

[Once the straw is plugged in, it's really fast, so be careful. I can't stop the bleeding.]

“Well, should I just call Bahamut? ”

< Not recommended due to poor efficiency. >

I looked up at the clear sky and there was warm sunshine falling through the leaves.

It was a sunny day that would soon drip like summer ice cream if you called Bahamut.

“Then it's a scream grass. ”

Jungdown pulls out a single Scream Herb and steps on it.

Peek-a-boo!

A sharp scream that terrifies the monsters spreads to all sides.

But...

Why-?

“ ……. ”

[No effect.]

The mules kept coming at me without hesitation.

“Maybe they can't hear you because you're a bug. ”

The downward side rolls its head.

I felt comfortable going around the forest, but I had to deal with these mules somehow.

“Common sense at times like this. ”

He turned on his phone.

[Honey tip encyclopedia]

- Summer villain, mosquito hunting.

* * *

Other participants, on the other hand, who were exploring the forest of the beast, were struggling with the same problems.

“Ugh! Those disgusting bastards! ”

“No matter how hard you kill it, it never ends! ”

“We have to catch the mule so we can live. ”

“I can't even sleep. ”

All their eyes were bloodshot because of the noisy nocturnal grunts.

Eventually, they declared war on each and every one of them.

“I'll burn them all to death! Firewall!”

How to hunt horns first.

Burn.

Bloop!

The red flame wall rising from beneath my feet swallowed them all together.

It was a scene that made me feel refreshed just watching.

But the side effects were too great.

Glug! Glug!

“Aah! You crazy bastard! Fire! And if there's a fire in the woods, we're all dead! ”

“Ugh! I'm sorry! ”

It was only temporary.

Rather, I didn't even know it was my place to die, and more mules started coming like fireflies.

Why-

Distortion-

This is the hot spot!

When I heard the rumors, all the other wingworms came.

“Shit! Lights out! ”

It was a failure.

How to chase a mule number two.

Chase the smoke.

Someone showed off their knowledge.

“I know what grass I hate mosquitoes! Lavender!”

“How do I get lavender from a dungeon? ”

“By the way, don't you think we should burn some grass that has strong scent? ”

The grass was everywhere.

Participants smoke by adding a new grassy tribal torch.

Just carrying it around was so fragrant that I wanted to chase the smoke like a mosquito.

This method worked surprisingly well.

Eeeek……

“Got it, got it! The mules aren't coming any closer! Cough, cough, cough! ”

“Cough! Cough! ”

“Cough, queek.... ”

There was smoke everywhere.

I hit too many mosquitoes, and I was about to choke and die.

In the white smoke, a voice of evil whistling comes out.

“…… the one who came up with this idea. Cough, cough.”

“I'm sorry. ”

Half succeeded, half failed.

The dragons are expelled, but the smoke makes it difficult to fight the other monsters.

Tip number three: chasing the mule.

Pesticides.

“Let go, seriously. Do you have any mosquito spray? Did anyone ever Boy Scout when they were kids? ”

“Yes, I do. ”

Someone quietly raises their hand in the corner.

“Oh! Did you ever learn how to make mosquito spray in the jungle? ”

“I just bought it at the pharmacy. ”

“…… Of course. ”

I had to hope for something in the dungeon.

The Fourth Way of Chasing Horns.

Each and every one.

Survive on your own.

“I can't. I want to live too! Shield! ”

“Ugh, I envy you. ”

Some of the participants wrapped themselves around an invisible transparent membrane.

This method certainly worked.

It was a method and legislation that would work for any monster, as well as for all of them.

But nothing was perfect.

Some shields were of reduced stamina during maintenance, and some shields needed to be restarted periodically once every 5 minutes.

If you forget and miss the timing, the needles of the mules come in like ghosts, grabbing at your armor.

And other participants without defensive skills had to suck blood without restraint.

If you are bitten by a monster, the wound doesn't heal for long, so there is a risk of excessive bleeding.

I had to apply a hemostatic agent made of dungeon peppers to prevent excessive bleeding, but the hemostatic agent worked well and was accompanied by a level of pain that supported the wound.

They were getting bloodshot in their eyes.

Pow!

“These ladybugs are really.... ”

“I'll kill you. I'll kill them all! ”

Why-?

“Khh! Here I am again! ”

As I slept with the cries of each ear that was heard from afar, I woke up suddenly.

“Even in a dungeon, a man should sleep! ”

I was about to get Neuroses.

It was then.

What they found was someone enjoying camping in the middle of the forest of the beast.

“ ……! ”

“Huff. That way!? ”

* * *

Hours ago.

[Lulu.]

Bahamut is organizing the magical warehouse, humming his nostrils.

Cleaning is fun.

I felt refreshed by removing the scrambled things first and then removing the dust.

And as I sorted them into different categories, it was fun to learn what was there and what was there.

It wasn't even just rubbish, it was a rare experience to organize such glorious gold and silver treasures without paying for them.

[Hoho, maybe this is the flag of the empire! A symbol of national prosperity!]

Bahamut has discovered a huge golden flag.

Flash!

Suddenly, the warehouse door opens and a chunk of junk comes in.

[The Master is here.]

“You're almost done cleaning up? ”

[I'm so sorry.It might take a little longer, considering there are so many little things.]

“Oh, yeah. There's no rush. Take your time. ”

[Your Highness.]

Bahamut greets you with a big greeting.

You're not rushing me at all even after ordering me to work.What a generous person.

“Oh, this is perfect. ”

[Do you need something?]

It was a clean slate that spotted the golden flag, the symbol of the empire that was being cleaned up and shined its eyes.

“Do you have any more of these? ”

[Yes. The flags are stacked this way.]

“Good.”

You're so lame!

[Huff!? Well, that's too bad!]

He tears out all the gold embroidered flags in front of Bahamut and carries only the flags.

“Then keep up the good work. ”

[……?]

Bahamut glances back at Bahamut, taking only what he needed and coolly going out again.

[What are you trying to do?]

* * *

“Huh? You're back soon? ”

Memory welcomed him with a smile as he returned to Fog Island.

Jungdown sighed as soon as he saw the memory.

“They're not mosquitoes. ”

“…… Yes? ”

I had a strange look on the face of the memory.

I knew it wouldn't do me any good to say this.

The memory here is nothing but the past of a witch who has never been to the Forest of Beasts.

“But what are you doing? ”

The memory stalks behind a seemingly busy junk and watches what he does.

He makes his way around the maze tunnel, through one of the automatic doors, and installs another staircase.

And I was busy going back and forth between the labyrinth.

“Okay, guys? Hold it like this with both hands and kick it out like this. Can you do that? ”

Myeong?

He handed out a pair of golden flags to the Shadow Servants and began to tear the webs of the Monster Spiders, who were trapped in the labyrinth with them.

On the spot where there was a golden flag that was both a symbol of the Empire and a hope for national prosperity, instead, thick, tough and sticky webs of spider silk cling to it like a net.

“Okay. Pull this taut from both sides. Like a net. Right! Good job!”

Myeong.

It would have been convenient to store all the cobwebs that walked like that in your possession, but the problem was that the cobwebs were tangled together in the process.

He carefully unfolds the webs and carries them into the Magic Warehouse.

[Master, you're here again, huh!?]

Bahamut, who was joyfully cleaning, paled his complexion with the shadowy servants coming in line along the straight line.

He was originally pale because he was an snowman, but even whiter.

Sprinkle the finished rice with spider webs.

A bunch of cobwebs rush into a clean warehouse without a speck of dust.

“That's right, you're good. Let's leave it here carefully for now. ”

[……!]

Bahamut gives me the creeps.

A gold-embroidered curtain, filled with hideous cobwebs, began to cling to the warehouse.

As a result, they had to be placed on all the treasures in the warehouse because they shouldn't be tangled together.

Then the treasure vault, which had been neatly organized, suddenly turned into a waste price.

[State, master? These filthy things...]

“Oh, to make a tent. ”

[You mean with spider silk!?]

Jungdown grins.

If you want to catch a big mosquito, the big spider silk is perfect.

“Then keep up the good work. ”

[…….]

Bahamut stares back at you in horror, giving you a cool greeting.

* * *

Jungdown returns to the forest of the beast with enough cobwebs.

And I quickly formed dirt and made new little golems.

The dwarf golems are only as tall as their waist.

However, it was a flat figure that would never fall due to the right center of gravity.

“Come on, get up. ”

“Kuang!”

“Kuang!”

As he moved to the golem's core, the Dwarf golems started wandering around him.

The rabbit kicked his tongue.

[I can't use it for combat.]

“Yeah. Column support. ”

He put a flag in the hole in their backs.

In the meantime, the silk from the fog island was connected like a tent.

The cobweb tent is complete.

“Bam. What do you think? ”

[Hoho, myself?]

It was a walking tent by reference.

“Come on, walk side-by-side. One, two, one, two. ”

“Kuang Kuang. ”

Bullshit.

Dwarf golems walking in the same footsteps as old men.

It was because I made the legs as long as I could.

After a brief practice, you can walk along the cobwebs, keeping them taut.

The effects were immediate.

The mules fly over and start clinging to the cobwebs tent one by one.

“Great, perfect! ”

Jungdown nods, smiling satisfactorily.

I finally have time to explore the surroundings.

“Ant stammer! ”

Chubby!

He did everything he could.

Camera apps were turned on and their senses were activated as much as possible.

Then, the first thing I caught was the struggle of the mules caught in spider webs.

The downward glare flashes in my eyes.

“Oh? That's your thing? ”

Suddenly, the dungeon participants became the most desirable situation.

Monsters are stuck, and they can attack.

Puck.

Without hesitation, he began to get rid of the mules attached to the spider web.

Flash!

[Ant Stutter has advanced to level 8.]