That night, in a room at the Royal Castle of Theodoram, the king and his deputy were considering an expedition to Pitt.
"... Again, a failure"
"The squad is still out of touch with anyone who has put on a watchdog. Unfortunately…"
The voice of the answering deputy is also stiff.
"Surveillance troops must have let us get far enough from the main unit, right?
"Ha. I was stern to stay away from under a hundred meters"
"Does that mean... the dungeon has a wide alert range... or..."
"... have you noticed the presence of a watchman? Either way, he's a pain in the ass."
"The Demon Stone remains uninformed about the dungeon... is it hard to send a highly-ranked adventurer in?
"That's it... The Adventurer Guild has designated the Pitt dungeon as' deprecated '. A de facto no contact (untouchable) designation."
"Oh my God!... Reason?
"It is the official view that there is little information for rank determination at the moment and that an impossible offense is dangerous. Finally, the Shrek dungeon received the same designation."
"... can't we have it undone?
"It's hard as it stands. The guards on the trading route from Nil to Illustria were also trying to treat it as' deprecated ', as if they had managed to take it down in cooperation with a commercial guild."
"But... even if you can't crusade or hunt, without information such as alert ranges, the 'recovery' plan will get in the way"
"You can't use the same hand either. We'll have to give up that invasion route."
The king stood up with one deep sigh and brought a bottle of wine and two glasses from the corner of the room. When you silently pour liquor into the glass, give one of them to the deputy and lean the remaining glass. When the deputy took the glass in his hand, he raised it with one hand to show his gratitude, which again gave momentum to the contents.
"... things don't work out. All I'm saying is I'm not the king's vessel."
A deputy puts his hand on its shoulder so as to help a king who made a weak noise in front of a friend (...).
"Your Majesty (Khalik), your Majesty is tired and very weak. Sleep well tonight."
Regardless of the tone, the hand placed on his shoulder was undoubtedly that of a familiar friend of mine. The king - his childhood name Khalik - smiled bitterly and raised his face, glazing the rest of the glass at once.
"It's the mountains I want to do that, but I can't even just skip it. I want to clear it up to a good part of the separation. Still... it's awkward (first) to have no idea about the pit dungeon..."
I handed a bunch of paper with a thin stomach to the king who grumbled so.
"This is a compilation of the information the Adventurer Alliance holds about the dungeons of Illustria and Manastella. I was wondering if it would be helpful."
The king glances through the bundle of paper he is given.
"Hmm... this way, the pit dungeon looks so dangerous..."
"They say the threat has changed in the last year or less. Here's what we tallied this past year and before."
"I see... the survival rate dropped significantly... or very little"
"Yes, and the monster will even show up outside the dungeon to attack. According to the Alliance of Adventurers, I've never heard of a more murderous dungeon."
"Hmm... what's going on with Shrek's dungeon?
"You've just been able to do that over there, and the threat seems uncertain. However, they say it's definitely dangerous because it's full of air and poison. And... I'm ashamed I'm about to withdraw what I said before."
"Hmm? What are you talking about?
"It's a matter of communications magic props being inhibited in Shrek. I thought someone had intentionally jammed communications, but he said magic still doesn't pass well in places of concern. Communication props also have little magic power to use…"
"It is possible that it did not work properly due to full temper..."
"My apologies"
"What. Much better than to insult me and look at my painful eyes. Besides... in the pivotal pit dungeon, I'm pretty sure there was communication inhibition?
'Cause it's too much to happen by chance.'
Even as he talks, the king keeps his eyes peeled away from the paper bundle. Seems like a good mood change, a deputy who relieves himself in the heart. His Majesty also needs a distraction once in a while.
"Hey...... there are no less dangerous dungeons than pits. Two of those."
"Was there any other dungeon that ferocious?
"Oh. Fortunately, far away...... in the north of Illustria. They say," The labyrinth of sand. "