Ihoujin, Dungeon ni Moguru

I met my father at the main gate of the city.

Greetings casually and pass each other.

Feel that something is plugged into my backpack.

Merges with Irvin and Zenobia to discuss today's schedule in the basement of Zava Shokai.

The map given to her father was digitized and incinerated.

Giving a map to such a rookie party is related to his name. Adventurer's father must not patronize. Well, it's a copy because the condition of the ink was new.

And I had a hard time leaving Lana.

I was really whine.

Will Elves Become Infants When Their Magic Powers Out? For the time being, it was a valuable figure, so I recorded it with a video. Watch when you are depressed. I can smile.

"Today's goal is twelve levels. Don't expect high fire power because there's no Lana. Always escape if there are three or more enemies. I will do it. ''

I do not doubt my father, but I want to check the accuracy of the map.

"understood"

Irvine as usual.

Not a sloppy response. This is a response that trusts me. I want to plan not to betray this expectation and not to fail. Or a plan that you can start over if you fail.

"Aside from that, what happened to those three people?"

At the fingertips of Irvin, along with Ayr, Schna, and Belle, they are murderous.

"I had a fight for breakfast."

Licking the appetite of the youth. No, I'm a young man too.

"This guy tried to play and take his monopoly."

Shuna points to the air.

"Sorry"

Air apologizes while looking away.

"Kireta Shuna-chan pulled his sword and was beaten by the beastman's sister."

Shuna is caught in a courtesy noisy Lansir, a sermon and a prison. When they ate the pizza, the cheese was completely cold.

Eyre and Belle were eating pizza with the cheesy feeling of cheese, with Shna being scolded.

"Well, why is the bell sharp?"

"Bee! I'm not angry!"

After seeing me let Lana eat the pizza, Bell is clearly sharp. His anger has increased over time. Is this something I should do?

Later, Ayer was dissatisfied with acting because he couldn't eat the pizza he wanted.

Why is it so.

Wouldn't everyone smile if they eat delicious food? You're getting bad. No, our pizza was not good. If more delicious, fight.

Oh ... dangerous. It was a place to forget purpose. I am an adventurer. The job is to dive into the dungeon. I'm definitely not a cook. I do not intend to introduce such a culture. Even if it is a gray line even now, if it leaves more Japanese footprints, it will be irreparable.

"Let's go to the dungeon."

At my signal, I go out with each piece of food. It may sound nervous, but the combination of Irvin and Elf is not good.

His hometown, Elysium, is now at war.

The other party is unknown and for some reason only the word black elf is flowing in rumors. In addition, a power struggle by the popes of Elysium occurred at the same time. The holy city full of deception, snitching, and death is in a whirlpool of screaming ana. As a result, logistics and human resources were flowing here. Of course, there are quite a few Elysium knights.

It is fatal for him to seek fame for his sister's guilt and to adventure with the elves.

I forgot it lightly, but that was the last night's thugs and companions. I have to get involved.

"Xenovia, can you get time later?"

"Yes, that's good."

I need information. It's best to ask Irvin, but if you can get rid of it in the shadows, that's perfect. It is disqualifying as a leader to take care of strangely.

After coming out on the main street, I and Air parted for a while with Irvin.

As usual, we will meet in the dungeon.

"by the way"

"Hmm?"

Air comes seriously. I look back seriously.

She is a beautiful sister-in-law. Elves are beautiful, but I think the air is especially beautiful. Limbs stretched out on skin like ceramics. The long blonde shines like gold dust, and looks beautiful. As a bonus, the belly and thighs are exposed generously and the service is perfect. Even at this moment alone, they are looking lustrous. Although it is not correct recognition because the sister correction is also included.

"I'm just with my brother, Hisabisa"

"Oh, speaking of that."

surely.

Rather, it's the first situation in town. Everyone is a bit ahead.

"Nfufu-Arms"

My sister is hugging her left hand. The air is a little tall, so it's leaning slightly. A humble chest hits the elbow.

"Hey Hey"

"Okay, it doesn't decrease"

"I hope it is."

A piercing gaze from crowds.

Bertolice, your gaze is scary. I'm my sister.

Nervousness and life expectancy are likely to decrease.

Aside from my efforts, I dive into the dungeon.

I can't talk smoothly until the middle.

The accuracy of the map was considerable. With the correction of Isola, the way to the thirteenth layer was guaranteed, and it seemed. However, we will return at the eleventh level.

It is at lunchtime that I dive in the dungeon in the morning and returned to the city.

In order to get the information of that, immediately in the bar.

Why the bar is not the adventurer's union?

Although somewhat uncertain, the bar has more information and is more fresh. Also, where I go from now on, there are people who are knowledgeable, so I might be able to tell you something in Iiyo.

"The Bull and the Silver Fox Pavilion"

It is a national tavern run by the cousin of King Lemuria.

Prosperous as expected. It's because of lunch, but that's not all.

Everybody ordered lunch and sat down. As usual, seated at Schna, Bell and Air. Slightly separates from Irvin and Zenobia.

I find adventurers who flock to the master of the counter, and I join. Some adventurers have never spoken, but have met. A newcomer to sync.

"Settle down! Step by step! First, what are the features?"

The shout of the master resounds.

Someone shouts "turtle." Then, "Snake", "Lizard", "Shell", "Bear", "I have never seen such a thing".

"I don't know at all. For now, the information is only gathered up to the eleventh level."

Master's right word.

"Oh, Sawyer. Did you see that?"

I was caught.

I don't want to be too noticeable, but it can't be helped.

"I saw. The size was three stars (6 meters). The body was a giant stone-eating turtle, the neck was a large snake, and the scales resembled those of a dragon. The length of the neck was unknown. Minimum But maybe it will grow five stars (10 meters). "

He threw another stone-eating turtle flesh and tried to stretch his neck at an unprecedented rate.

"The size of the mouth is one stall (2 meters). A normal adventurer drinks a whole lot. And there is a serious problem."

That's why we returned early, and why the same rookie party is here.

"It's that there's no sign of moving at all in the vicinity of the eleventh level down stairs."

"Hmm, I see."

The master thinks while setting Mohawk.

"Which of these is magical?"

A fleshy Heim wizard replies.

"I shot a medium-level flaming technique in the Jumikura school. It was damaged or unresponsive."

Upset running.

The magic of creating fire is powerful and easy to learn, and is used by all wizards. If the intermediate flaming is no damage, there is no way a normal wizard can do it.

"What is a physical attack?"

A large beastman answers the master's question.

"I hit the shell with this ax. It didn't hurt."

It is a large ax that is difficult for him to hold. A stubborn blade was missing like a saw.

"... I understand so much. Thank you for your valuable information. I'll talk to the union guys for a moment."

The master moves from the counter and calls into the kitchen.

It seems that today's lunch is a master's treat. With a smart measure, he left the bar.

Cheers spread and the group disbands.

Waitresses and cooks scream.

I stood a little bit on the spot.

A master who was an experienced adventurer is a monster that cannot be answered immediately.

Is it only me who has a bad feeling?