Traders, pedestrians, adventurers and travelers who cross the country from the country say this is how they whine after some time in Easwind.
Eastwind, the woman's breasts are flat.
It refers to the land of Eastwind, which has few ups and downs, lots of flatlands, and a small number of rugged mountain fields. In fact, most of the interior of Eastwind has a pleasant topography, the vast majority of which is effectively utilized as huge agricultural and grazing lands.
Easwind's alias "grain bank in the western part of the eastern continent" also shows that the flatness of the country, its abundance (howdy), is remarkable.
Now, in such a less uneven terrain, the maintenance of the streets will also be easier. In order to avoid the holes that the earth was made of sinking, the large rocky mountains blocking the road, and the steep gradients (cuckoo bits) on which the wheels of the carriage would apply unexpected accelerations, it is necessary to twist and sometimes bypass the road, but such considerations are rarely needed in Easwind.
Build a straight main road on the plain as far as you can see. Easwind's topography is speculative, because almost this repetition has made the main street possible.
Leaving Granferia, we proceeded west, deviating from the side roads, and now heading south, the noble daughters were also just about as bad from the flat meadow areas as some hilly areas.
The front carriages, each with two pairs, of you and the knights of the escort, made noises with gutter, but they wobbled less and the horses ran smoothly.
"Kuka."
I guess the better vibration induced drowsiness. After lunch, Guitar was resting lightly with his bag on his pillow.
"I'm catching a cold..."
It was Celier Porto, an apprentice scribe working for the Royal Library, who surprised me, blanketed your body, exhaled and smiled. Knowing the true level of your greatness on the way home from the last site survey, there is a verse in which she mistakes your greatness for a brave kind.
In the eyes cloudy with admiration and awe, even the nose lantern glowed and seemed awe-inspiring.
"It's okay, leave me alone"
A red-haired girl threw words at a beret on fluffy chestnut hair to a line that seemed to tease her with lightness.
He said, "Well, if you catch a cold, it's tough."
"I mean, not that far."
"Right. Perhaps so. Because Mr. Takahiro is a black knight!
When he saw the glittering, glittering seriers, Alty turned away looking uninteresting.
From the edge where we lived and died together in our last site exploration, the two of us who occasionally met became tea-drinking friends, but were alties who couldn't keep up only with celiers who talked about your greatness in a sobering manner.
(He's the "Black Knight"? You don't look good, do you? You don't want to work, you don't want to work. If you see Takahiro, you'll be disillusioned)
Unable to understand his feelings anymore as slight jealousy, Alty unhappily played his precious toe with his small finger.
"That's right, Takahiro, you're a black knight... hehe, that black knight. A level 250 biological sample isn't what's rolling there. If you can get a piece of meat, no, even a drop of blood, maybe you can make a powerful homunculus. Heh, heh! This is also for the development of magic science. Don't feel bad, Takahiro...!
The alarm radar is responding.
"Oh no, it's a joke, isn't it? Ahhhhhh!?
A brunette elf was sneaking like a snake in the shadow of playing your precious toe as Alty teased. Daily, he uplifted his blue-white skin, and the elf of glasses with a scalpel on his right hand, Eru - but he was abruptly in retribution, smudging his skull.
"You can't even take a nap. This is why I don't like this guy."
"Ahhh, Mr. Eru's head is shaped like a hippo -!?
In the wake of the all-powerful iron claw, Eru, who had a mad ambition, fell and fell. Looking at the elu to be embraced by the seriers, Guido sat beside Alti and glanced at the unmanned table.
"Is that magic science? The refrigerator and stove are handy, but the homunculus and stuff don't look sober. This drone's a prototype, isn't it? If you decide where you want to go, you can go on your own, avoid obstacles on your own, or it's too high-performance and creepy. See?"
"Oh, yeah. Oh, you're right!
With Guitar sitting next to him, Alty, who was wandering away, tried to be bright and not put her feelings for Guitar on the table.
Though not as obvious as Cellier, this girl also has a great admiration for you - no, in Altie's case, it's not just admiration.
A man who defeated an angry demon with one blow, saved his life and that of Celier, and stood resolutely against a chaotic dragon. The longing for your greatness gave rise to a pale love heart, and the love grew big, hot, and burning.
Alty, who had nothing to do with pornography, waved a dagger at a woman and was constantly wounded all year round, was also a woman. She spoke to the neighbor's grandeur in the guise of subtlety, teasing her recently begun stretching hair.
"Mahicha, Mm-hmm!... Again, you've got this face."
"Hmm? Right."
Alty, who bit me, didn't put that on his expression as he rolled around with a bright red face in his heart. Guitar stares at Alty, who is strangely tight in the face, with a strange face, and then nods back gently.
"Weird ruins and warp traps waiting for you again."
"No way. It's not like that. Hey, Eru."
"Exactly"
When he was resurrected, Eru, who corrected the disturbance in his white coat, sits in the front of the great and starts his narrative with his index finger pinned.
"Ruins are labyrinths where the function of the Dungeon Core was stopped due to some factor. The power source is lost, so no demons occur, and all traps that require demons, such as warp traps, are turned into figurines. Unless someone hands on it, there will be no return of the ruins to the labyrinth, and there can be no resumption of activity by what was mentioned earlier"
"So, but the ruins I went to before, the trap was activated..."
Best of all, Celier raising her hand behind Eru's back. Pointing to her, Eru goes on to talk further.
"That's exactly the 'someone put their hands on' situation. I'm sure the setup confirmed that we entered the ruins, while activating the dungeon core we were stopping. That's why there's nothing in the Knights who finished their investigation earlier, and we're the only ones, jumped on a warp trap. Well, now that Dungeon Core's been used for suicide bombing, I can't even be sure."
Artie now hit the word on Eru, who had stated his theory and was satisfactorily fixing the position of his glasses.
"Wait a minute. Who's the setup guy? I have no idea."
"I don't know. It was roundabout for me, Altie, and Celier, and there was undeniable lack of power to bury Takahiro. So, I know that the murder of a certain person is not the goal - but we don't have enough information."
Eru with his hands up and Alti with his head shaking. And then he took his gaze off the seriers, who were thinking about it by themselves, and Guitar saw the sky from behind his front.
Nor did he know what such ruins had been prepared for - just who the setup was. That's all I knew.
"I've been waiting for you, Dr. Ertu"
Flying a carriage from Granferia for five and a half hours. At first glance, the seemingly nothing meadow was lined with several tents and several carriages.
"Oh, thank you for the welcome. So, how'd it go in there?
"We crusaded all the low-level demons that were inside. Physical trap, stopped dungeon core extraction, all done."
"Cleaned, you mean?"
"Ha! There are no pullouts like the last one!
"Uh, fine. Last time it was just an irregular thing. It's not your fault."
"Is that what you said? It helps."
Escorts, and knights sent for pre-investigation (cleaning), bow their heads in alignment. In response to eagle frying against them, Eru flips his white coat and approaches the 'hole' with his mouth clenched in the meadow.
"So, is that the entrance to the ruins that was in the report?
"Ha! Exactly. It was discovered by chance by a shepherd who was grazing nearby, until then, he said, there were no holes or anything like that here."
"Hmm. Well, the ruins are a dead labyrinth. There's no automatic repair function either, so aging and having a hole in the ceiling isn't that uncommon. Well, come on, let's go in."
"Ah, E, Dr. Eru!
The captain of the knight and the man with the beard surfaces followed her in a hasty manner, to the whimsy of Eru, who went to the earth with his pride.
Following that, ten knights in armor, in turn, jump into the hole. Looking at the remaining reserve knights, Alty sounded like a clap out.
"What, the knights are coming this time, too? If you can have so many people, you don't need me or anything."
"I've heard that adventurers have the skills of adventurers. Therefore, it is better to have more diverse people in the labyrinth and in the search for ruins, when there are good results…"
"Well, I know what you're trying to say. Well, let's go too."
Alti, who looked so rotten, and Celier, who diligently encouraged her, jumped into the hole, too.
The hole seemed to be a small room close to the original entrance, and one of the stone rooms, not so wide, was buried in dirt and sand, opposite of which there was a staircase leading down.
There are a number of cantellas enclosed with the magic of [lights] on the walls, and the knights remove them and hand them to Eru and Noble.
"There will be a long staircase from here, but the lighting function is dead. Never fall, now lighten your feet and go down slowly."
Following the leading knights, the nobles exit the small room and descend the spiral staircase. The stone staircase is gray wherever you look, and the unmistakable colors and structure give the illusion that the staircase continues everywhere.
Still, if you keep moving your legs, you'll get downstairs someday. After going down the stairs for many minutes, the nobles reached a similar chamber between the entrances, resting their feet for a while.
"Now let's go to the core of the ruins."
After a brief break, the captain of the knight raised the cantera.
In front of him, there is one big wooden door that is old. As the Knights of Peace opened each of the two open doors, the ruins of the problem became exposed.
A domed space illuminated by cantera. Around the Colosseum, no, some of the hemispherical ruins that have grown about twice are juxtaposed with buildings unfamiliar to the Easwins, as well as roped cylinders.
From the entrance, the building in front was billboarded with the inscription 'Daily Mart', and beyond the frighteningly transparent glass door were numerous boxes and bags.
"Ho, this is... Interesting ruins."
In a different way than any of the ancient civilizations that had ever been excavated, Eru glazed at his glasses and curiously glanced over here at the dome.
"Is this an ancient neighborhood?
Celier, the egg of the intellectuals, also puts his face out of the shadow of Alti, wanting to see what's happening around him for a moment.
"You look stupid. That's huge. I've never seen such a labyrinth. Hey, Takahiro... what, dude?
And Alty, not surprisingly, completely forgot that this is a ruin, and asked you to agree -
"This is... this town is"
At the tip of the light illuminated by Cantera, Guitar walked flutterly into the ruins of darkness. It's like saying he can walk even with his eyes closed, he walks ahead of the dark, ahead.
A hasty alty tried to chase after you - then.
"Huh!? Mameshi!
"Glow!
Light stones embedded in the dome's walls began to shine in unison.
The round stone, which lit the ruins unquenchably with lights similar to sunlight and had been glowing for some time, lost so much and lowered the amount of light.
"Ta, where's Takahiro?
While Alti's eyes were dazzling, your daughters had disappeared.
I guess I turned some corner. Now illuminated by the pale light, the ruins that revealed the whole story were as neat as an Acer board, yet many trails deviated from the side.
"Shit, that's not good. We'll find it!"
Of course the labyrinth, solo action in the ruins is dangerous. It's not hard to imagine that if you stray from a group and trap them in inconspicuous places, it will be difficult to discover, rescue them. At worst, it can be life-threatening.
Afraid of it, Alti led half of the knights in an attempt to bring back the precedent greatness -
"Gevo, Govo, Govo"
"At a time like this!
Demons such as slime and jerry appeared to stain out of the dark gray ground. The demons stretch out their tentacles to the alties as they block the way.
It's called lighting, it's called the emergence of demons, there's no question, this ruin is alive. Someone breathed into the ruins, replacing the excavated Dungeon Core.
The ruins returned to their original appearance - the Labyrinth creates demons from the next to the next so as to raise their voices and strike the alties.
"Damn! Don't interrupt!
While trumpeting the dungeon monsters over level 100, Alti turned his hurried face toward those whose greatness had left.
"Hiccup!! A new kind of demon!!
"You weigh yourself in!
And he shouted up at the odd elves behind him.