Ihoujin, Dungeon ni Moguru

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[42nd day]

We don't dive into the dungeon every day.

The miracle created by the predecessor, the regeneration point, uses the inner magical power of living things to repair wounds. This inner magic usually recovers completely in about two days. Similarly, the external magic required to use magic. It will take about the same time to recover.

But there was a problem here.

Inside the tent at the campsite.

"I'm sorry you"

"I apologize. I couldn't beat this enemy without you.

Lana's external magic does not recover. One day after returning from the dungeon, the container at the regeneration point remains clear, meaning empty.

This is a race-specific symptom.

The elf race is a highly skilled wizard. The capacity of external magic is simply doubled compared to other races. Lana is triple.

Correct, with drawbacks.

Spell recovery speed is slower than other races.

As we found this time, the recovery will be further slowed down to the bottom.

The rest is scheduled for two days, but in this condition the next adventure must leave Lana. Certainly, Lana's firepower is not odd. It is deadly. However, the dungeon is not so sweet that everything is cleared up.

It is reckless to go down five levels and authenticate the portal at once. First, fill the map, measure enemies, and create a route. This is what works without fire power.

So,

"Don't be depressed with such a disappearing face."

"But"

"If you do research, you can do without it."

"I hate that."

Oh, I hate being left behind.

"Let's relax today. Look at the movies. Let's watch the movies."

Let Lana lie down and roll a blanket on her back.

Remove the tablet from the corner of the tent.

"What do you see?"

Spread huge video data. It is a lost member's personal belonging.

"I want to see Chaplin"

"Okay"

Looking for a video you haven't seen yet,

"I want to see a dictator."

"Roger that"

Given hope, regenerate the sixth dictator. Lana softly urges her to lie down next to her. Two people supported the tablet one hand at a time.

Something “pii”. It may look real when viewed from the side. We are disguised couples.

"Lana, I like this."

"Because the way of raising the voice and the space where you are speaking is a magical reference."

"Huh? Is that so?"

"The teacher says that magic is acting, if it's very easy to explain. I'll ask God to do a miracle by arranging rhetorical phrases. I was too deep. It was about where my covenant with the Lord God was broken.

"Please be careful"

"Yes"

Let's not show the real one.

Opening staff roll. The trench war begins. Subtitles and annotations provided by Makina flow. Lana understands roughly because she explained it five times.

I'm more excited to watch her excited than the movie.

I stared a little at the heat.

I noticed my gaze.

Eye meets eye.

Hands touch each other.

In a position where nature and breath meet.

It's still before noon, but we finally cross the line,

"What are you both doing?"

I couldn't.

My sister has intruded into the tent. Air takes off the sandals wildly and slips between me and Lana.

"I want to see Michoune again?"

"No, my sister wants to see this."

"Boo"

The sisters approach their shoulders and match their cheeks. Indiscriminately, Eyre's raw foot rested on my lap.

Hmm.

This is also happy.

Can I be next to me? Will you die around tomorrow? If you are biting such anxiety and happiness,

"Hey, are you a Gentile?"

Horse hooves and human voice.

Good guy, who's this bastard.

After leaving the tent with two people, there is one man on the horse. Eye patch on left eye. No shield, no sword, no armor, no body, nothing new. He is a mature and adventurer of hundred battles.

Named Medime, also named Adventurer's Father. My father.

"Is it free?"

"I'm really busy."

I want to flirt with my sister today. You've survived one adventure, so you should have that much right.

"Yes, come on."

It doesn't seem like

"Is it forced?"

"Oh"

Then why did you first hear my intention? Sisters appear from the tent, worried.

"I'll borrow this guy."

I didn't hear their reply, "Eh," and my father forcibly started running on a horse.

An uncle and a couple of horses from a beautiful elven sister. The butt hurts with an unwell saddle. Various, it is painful.

"You have reached ten levels."

"Well, I struggled."

"Thanks to you defeating the king of bones, other adventurers can easily descend the hierarchy for two days. If you go to the bar now, the newcomers will be able to have a drink."

Is it such a system? Indeed, Lana and Eyre, who had reached the tenth level earlier, should not have fought bone soldiers or giants.

"And father. What are the requirements?"

"The king has fallen. I want to get help."

My personal opinion.

The kingdom of Lemuria, with its spires, is based on a king's reign.

His story of having a kingdom at the end from a single adventurer is a longing for many adventurers. Fascinated by its name value, adventurers gather in the Kingdom of Lemuria today and tomorrow.

And, unscrupulous, but if such a king dies.

Relevant expectations.

King Lemuria is a wise king, but as history has shown, a wise man does not always produce a wise man. His brother, who looked good, died, and his little brother, Prince, is the heir to the present kingdom.

A riot occurs when he becomes king. no doubt. Even just listening carefully, the prince's bad reputation can be heard from every corner of the city.

The infamous reputation of a powerful person does not fall out, but the prince himself is so stupid that he does not notice it at all. No ignorance, child villains, sex offenders, royal goods Criticism of his sister.

I think if he becomes king, he will be on the rebel side.

At the same time, a problem with the sister's home, Heures Forest.

The elves here are hostile to the Kingdom of Lemuria. War is the cause. Regarding the war, the Gentiles do not know which is worse or correct. Don't say it.

There seem to be various types of elves.

Currently, the Heures family, which organizes clans, loses centripetal force day by day. It is clear that blood flows due to this. The civil war between elves undoubtedly leaps into Lemuria.

Such various dangerous balances are managed by the existence of King Lemuria.

I don't want to die.

Absolutely for at least one year.

"But why me?"

When he arrives at the castle, he asks his father a fundamental question.

"You've cured Princess Air, right?"

"What's up?"

"Well, don't pry deeply."

As expected, the achievement of the year. You understand the sense of distance. Later, I was not cured. Buddy who came here.

"Soya!"

Suddenly, she is approached by a maid. A beast with silver hair and pointed ears. I was relieved that the bandage was removed and no scars were left.

"Although it's between adventures, I'm suddenly calling a busy place. Sorry."

"No, it looks like he's free."

Appropriate opinion of father.

"I was busy!"

There is no time to relax with a beautiful woman!

"I'm sorry. The therapist raised my hand. What should I do now?"

She who listens sorry. Lansir is a private child of King Lemuria. The nations of this world are beneath beastmen. In ancient times, the beast king led the beastman, in part.

She has Lemurian blood but has no right to inherit. It is treated the same as a booth occupation. Still, I am worried about my father.

I don't hate that.

"I'm wondering if I can help. I'll do what I can. Don't expect too much."

"Yes!"

The tail in the skirt shakes. Expected I am anxious. I think you can treat trauma and simple infections. This endemic disease, cancer, and organ damage are all over Makina.

Anyway, I can't say anything without consulting.

Taken by Lansir to the king's bedroom. Dad remained in the hallway.

"I'm sorry, your Majesty. You've seen Sawyer."

"Oh, sorry Sawyer. Summon it when you're ready for the adventure."

"No, it was fine, so there was no problem."

There is no complaint to the king for sure.

The king was in bed. A bald and dignified body. But the complexion is obviously bad. The smell of the medicine filled in the room sticks to my nose.

"I wish I could help with a little power."

"I'd like to ask you, but I'm too old. It's more of a life span than a sickness. Don't be bothered by helplessness."

Gently lower your head and wear a glasses-type device. Launched a medical examination app on Makina.

"I'm sorry, King. Can you tell me your symptoms?"

"Um. Last year after the war with the Elves. I had slight numbness and pain in my limbs. I thought it was due to fatigue.

"Is pain only in limbs?"

"No, it's the whole body."

"What is your appetite?"

"Absent"

"I'm sorry, do you have poor flight or diarrhea?"

"Um"

"Palpate. Rude."

Touch the king's feet. There was swelling.

"Please tell me if you have pain"

Take out the pen and stab your big toe.

"how is it?"

"Not so much"

Coincidentally, this symptom was recognizable. The disease is quite famous for Japanese.

"Can you get up and sit down on the bed? Help me with Lansir"

Transfer the king's body to the edge of the bed with them. I had both legs hanging down. Hit your knees tightly. A normal human jumps up in reflection. But it doesn't work.

I think no doubt.

"This is beriberi"

"98% of diagnoses are similar to beriberi."

Receive the approval from Makina.

"I'm sorry, King."

Lansir has an expression of despair.

"I can cure it. Can I borrow the kitchen?"

Lansir has a delighted expression.