Hisshou Dungeon Unei Houhou

Goblins and Dragons

Side: Steve

Pyolo roro roro...

Oh, the birds are coming down from the sky.

Normally, it could be heard in the woods, and of course the nest was made of trees.

But then...

"How is the sleeping bed of a chilling bird?

"I wonder what's going on."

Gaul is looking up at the sky with his eyes on the birds.

"If this is a forest full of trees, I'll rest a little longer."

"Ha ha ha. Well, I can't help it. This is a rock mine."

Yes, this is a mine made of rocks, and the trees don't come from it.

Thanks to this, enemies or something gets closer and easier to understand, and vice versa, monsters often find you.

Well, I'm putting these monsters away and putting them in a tool bag. Mr. Comet said he wanted to see the monster.

"But it looks like the dragon has been sitting here for a long time."

"What do you mean?

Listen back without understanding Gaul's words.

Where was the element that the dragon used to judge?

"Lord Steve. Weren't you in this state on your way to our home? A powerful monster emerges as we approach the dragon's home."

Ah, speaking of which...

Indeed, the situation is similar.

But then...

"That? Mr. Gaul. Doesn't that mean that dragon has been in this mine for a long time?

"That's how it will be. But I didn't hear about the dragons coming and going."

"That's right. If we had talked about the dragons coming and going, we would have gathered information already."

"Well, just because the situation is similar, it may be different."

"Hmm, I can't say anything in this situation. It doesn't change what you do anyway."

I'm sure you did.

Whether the dragon has lived in the past or came from somewhere, Mr. Gaul and I have no change in encouraging the dragon to leave after all.

"Speaking of which, Gaul said he didn't know about the dragon, but on the contrary, there was a dragon he knew, right?

"Yes, there is interaction between dragons other than ours. That said, it was a long time ago."

"Do you know where that dragon is? You mean the same dragon man?

"Yes, she's a dragon man."

Haa, there are other dragonmen.

No, I think the general knows the same information, but it's pretty scary.

Beyond what the dragon knows, there are others.

"Where does the dragon live?

"No, I don't know where she is because she's traveling relaxing. Nevertheless, she's not a bad dragon, so she won't bother people."

Evil Dragon!

Gaul calls a dragon a bad dragon that harms people.

The level of damage is a bit awesome when it comes to hijacking a castle or attacking a town.

You know what they call a disaster.

However, in this case...

"Gaul, technically, doesn't this dragon feel like a dragon?

"That's right. I've never heard of damage before, so it's probably not a bad dragon. I think it is highly likely that we can discuss this. Except if it's peaceful."

I see. Well, it's better if there's room for discussion. But what kind of dragon lives in a mine like this?

"Well, there's nothing there. If you want to live with people, you can live anywhere."

"Oh, I see. What kind of general lives in a dungeon?"

I can't say anything about dragons.

My general lives in a strange place.

And while I was talking about that, I saw a cave spreading out in front of me.

Going through here, is this the bed of the dragon?

That's right.

Come and check the information from the advance crew while responding.

I don't have any particular problems, and I can't find any enemy monsters around.

Well, no one wants to tease the dragon and burn it all.

So, the target dragon is still asleep.

Oh no, I'm surprised at the zero vigilance.

You don't consider me an enemy, do you?

I didn't react to the dungeon either.

You think the Goblins don't care?

I'd appreciate it if you despised me.

In the meantime, there seems to be no problem, so let's move on.

"Yeah, let's go. I want to finish my work quickly and have a cake."

Wow, do you like cake?

"Ha ha ha. I'm ashamed to say that something surprisingly sweet suited my mouth."

"Hmm. Then please come to the store where Alfin does it."

"Lord Alfin? What about it?

"Ah, one of the swordsmen... you don't even know, do you? Well, it's a member who knows what's going on. That Alfin wasn't a good fighter, so I'm just relaxing at a confectionery shop on Weed."

"Oh, a confectionery shop? How's your arm?"

There are regular customers and they line up in the morning.

Surprisingly, Alfin's shops are flourishing.

A shop that I tried using as a hobby. In other words, my family was dying of diabetes, so I let them do it for their own safety.

... it's no wonder, the gentle generals and visitors have prepared it for their favorite sweet-making alfin, and I didn't expect that much.

Originally, if we could gather a little information within Weed, we would have set up a shop.

Except for the store manager, Alfin, an agent from Misty's place while pretending to be an employee.

However, as I mentioned earlier, it is surprisingly flourishing and everyone is busy making sweets.

Well, the general says that's fine.

And you can't. I was talking to Mr. Gaul now.

"Huh, is this the cake customers want until morning? I would definitely like to eat it."

"I'll show you when this job is done."

I will definitely guide you because I appreciate the increase in the number of tasters named sacrifice.

Even Comet and Hiffy, who are equal to their parents, run away with their hands pressed against Alfin's confectionery.

Sure, a sip is delicious.

But there are limits to everything.

This is the first time I think my whole body has become sugar.

"Does Stone Steve also feel nervous in this situation?

"Ah, well, it's a dragon."

Heh heh. I can't say I was thinking about how to make Gaul eat Alfin's sweets.

Yeah, yeah, come on, focus on the dragon ahead and be nervous!

"It's nasty in a narrow place. When space is limited, small visitors are at a disadvantage."

"Ahahah. Are you kidding me? If Steve and the others do everything they can, they'll have to be big dragons."

Indeed, if the primary permit for heavy weapons is granted, it will be as simple as defeating them.

But this is a former mine. You can see the tunnel collapsing if you flashy in such a place.

I don't feel like dying from a collapse, but there is a possibility that there will be no water.

How long will it take to recover? And what happens to the penalty for failure of the operation...

Just imagining is scary.

Let's get our temper back together.

And while you're getting ready, you can see the exit of the tunnel.

"Well, Mr. Gaul. The target is still asleep. Can I take care of it?

"Yes, I'll take care of it. Well, I just want to talk to you. I'll take care of the protection."

"Ugh, I'll take care of it."

Confirm the placement of the subordinates while you're at it.

Everyone's already deployed, so we can do it anytime.

In this case, the lady who covers Gaul is going to die the most.

Why is the general escorting the dignitaries directly?

Shouldn't a security detail usually protect you?

After all, there is no choice but to increase the number of generals.

If that was the case, the dragon stepped into the nest where he slept.

The sky is spreading, not the ceiling.

Well, the fact that the dragon is in a square in this tunnel means it has to come down from above.

The dragon cannot pass through that tunnel.

And above all...

Remnants of hardened armor in the corner of the square.

And bones.

Survey teams and adventurers.

No, what kind of punishment game is a mere investigation encountering a dragon?

Very few of us can run into dragons and go home alive.

There are so many such sacrifices behind the hero's hatch.

Well, should I be glad that this is all that's left?

Oh, no, there's a chance we'll follow this wreck.

With that in mind, the dragon sleeping in the center of the square finally opens its eyes.

"... another person? It's been so loud in here lately."

The sound contains a lot of frustration.

Everyone gets upset if they interrupt their sleep.

Nevertheless, I've noticed it since I let go of the signs, so it's a dumb dragon.

I should be delighted by the strength of the level as expected.

It's annoying to be called. Die. "

Oops, I threw up a flame without asking.

Well, defense...

This is for me.

Ugh

If Mr. Gaul is going to do it, come on, no touch.

I don't think I'm going to get damaged by that flame anyway.

Just in case, just lift the magic barrier and watch.

"Gram!!

Ufu.

I thought I'd stop the enemy from attacking, but I got a gram from one of my allies, so I staggered.

By the way, the dragon's exhaled flames were also wiped out together.

They released magic all at once and scattered the dragon's magic flame.

No, I'll kill the bracelet.

"Oh, excuse me."

No, it was helpful.

Speaking like that, the dragon with the bracelet scattered was surprised...

What...?

I said a famous line.

Ahh, the generals are laughing.