I want to protect you in this hand.

"Now, Mr. Lumiel, let's proceed once and for all to secure the ingredients and those who work"

"Get ready, I'll be waiting for you to come out of the dungeon."

"Arsh, I'm not convinced"

Cyril, it's okay. I'll take a good look at Mal.

"Oh, Arsh, you are!

"Cyril, let him go. What can we do?"

"" Regards Arsh and Mal!

Cyril and Will bowed their heads to the guild leader.

"What are you talking about? You're next. Get ready."

"" What? "

Surprising the two, the guild leader laughed niggardly and followed us into the dungeon. Erik and Erik and two swordsmen of the same generation. Mal. The magician is a party of five of me.

"First, let's go to the third floor, the fastest way for the two of us to fight."

We nodded. It is not Mal's training, so he defeats Mal and Auga with optimal magic while adjusting the number so that they are always one-on-one.

"Hmm, still."

"Again?"

"This dungeon, he says, doesn't suit a magician, but it's pretty easy to have a good magician. If you take a magician, you will not be trained as a swordsman."

Somehow I felt that way.

"From here for a while, fight with just the basic mares. Assist in times of danger."

"Yes!"

Mal replies. I am patient. Always follow Mal with his eyes and watch the fight with the intention of helping him in times of danger. Mal dealing with multiple augs. Mal, who is sometimes rolled over and sometimes kicked off. I'm gonna get up and go make a stop, Mal. I breathe heavily on my shoulders. Not yet or no break yet!

"I'm going down the first floor now"

"Yes!"

Not yet! Mal takes the lead by glaring his eyes. The three Eriks proceed quietly behind them.

Five orgasms! Even though it's hard for two of us! But Mal did. Even though he looked fluffy, his body was clearly moving better.

"All right, that's it for today!

Retreat to safety zone. I assemble a small tent and start preparing meals even more immediately.

"Mal sweats"

"Yeah."

Get in the tent and clean it. Just refreshing, distributing warm soup to everyone. Serve refreshing tea after meals.

"Is this reputation soup? That's good stuff."

"I was hoping to try it, it's good"

Tea's good in the dungeon.

After a satisfactory evening dinner, let me rest first in my tent. Good night......

"Erik, have you seen so much delicacy in recent years"

"The ones on the lamb will probably be"

"Nico and Blanc, or the evil kid that stuffed him, but he became a good adventurer"

"Another pair."

"Cyril and Will. Looking forward to it."

Another swordsman says.

"Nevertheless, you little magician..."

"Always calmly looking at the situation. Maximize effectiveness with minimal effort. I'm thinking ahead when I'm watching the fight."

"Looking forward to tomorrow."

Slept well. Mal seems to remain tired......

"Come on, it's Arsh's turn today"

"I?"

"Were you just going to watch?

"I will!

It's an orga, so what do you say? The battle with Mr. Louis and Mr. Just had swept away a lot of sweetness from me.

I don't care how many come out. There is a swordsman in the back. All I have to do is look ahead and do the magic. Five just came out. Come on, mow your neck with a wind blade, both sides at once. The three bodies in the middle, after flickering with a chunk of wind, strike the stone crush sharply in. I won't even let you come to the side. I'm serious about magicians.

"Look at your face, you're laughing"

"You're a real adventurer."

"Erik, did you need me to train you?

"Never thought I'd get this far."

I fought alone until noon that day.

"Arsh, it's lunch."

Lunch? Lunch...... dinner!

"You're back, little magician"

"Hehe. I'll make dinner. Would you prefer sweet tea or soup?

"Arsh, because Mal will do it today"

"Mm, please"

"Well, you're both very handy."

"The cooking arm is Mal."

"Arsh is in charge of the new menu"

"I see."

When lunch was over, the two of us could fight. I should have trusted Mal more. Mal was sweet. That's what I've found out in the last two days. We've changed. It is no longer a fish swimming in a shallow hierarchy, diving deep and deep in five days and returning at once in two days.

"Arsh!"

"Mal!"

Cyril and Will were waiting.

"I'm home, waffle."

Cyril hugged me all the time. Stop it because it's sweaty, sweaty! I look up at Cyril from within my arms.

"Mr. Ricardo will piss you off."

"Ricardo told me not to hold him. They haven't told me I shouldn't hug you. No?"

"No? It's not..."

Because I'm relieved. Because it fluffs. Ahh!

Everyone was nibbling.

"Cyril, Mal too?

Mal said nigga.

"Oh, wow."

Cyril gnawed Mal.

"I'm Arsh."

Will gnawed at me. Sweaty, sweaty!

"" "" "Huh, ha!

We all laughed out. I laughed around, and Mal and I were jerked off by both Mr. Lumiel and Mr. Louis. Cyril was kind of laughing bitterly.

"Come on, it's Cyril and Will's turn next. Meet me in three days"

"" Yes!

"You guys are next. Bad kids. I'll see how much you've grown."

Nico and Blanc laughed invincibly.