Ihoujin, Dungeon ni Moguru

A quick spire moved to the Adventurer's Union on the first level.

There were crowds at the bar in the union. I found Irvine's back and joined.

Greet lightly with your eyes aligned. Many other faces you know.

"Late?"

"No, exactly."

In front of everyone's gaze was a small boy.

If you are a younger sister, you're a pretty boy who wants to get sucked. Small feathers like decorations grow on the back.

"Two or three people, well, this is fine."

He is the chairman of the Adventurers' Union, even though he looks like this.

He is a person in this world whose appearance is not a factor in his judgment.

"Today, we will announce from the Adventurer's Union about the monsters that appeared on the 11th level.

Insights from the Spire Upper Library, Lemuria Adventure Tan, the Wind Obnacle, Rasta ol Razva, all of which were identified as new species of monsters with no corresponding cases. We call this Ryugame Midoranga and recognize it as a new evil crown. ''

An evil crown is a title given to a monster, and it is like a bounty.

Enemies that hinder the adventure business, enemies that have a special ecology that causes abnormal breeding, enemies that prefer adventurers, and recognition of evil crowns for various reasons. Just go to death. And when you defeat him, the king will give you extraordinary rewards. The reward leads to fame.

The sway spread like ripples.

"This is due in part to overfishing at ten levels. Disturbed ecosystems have caused the Great Turtle to mutate and have a living being similar to a dragon. I'm sure he's going to be unhappy and fall down.

The union head smiles like a bad smile.

"Now, most of the adventurers here are those who reach the level of 15 or less. Why did you call them? This Ryugame Midranga gives permission to defeat them before you.

Grace is three days.

After that, you'll be intercepted by advanced adventurers who want prey. Your opponent is a strong, half-life monster. However, evil crowns rarely appear at such low levels. This is your chance to gain fame. Paste the details on the quest board. Think carefully and challenge. But take care of your life, that's it. ''

At the same time as the union president leaves, other adventurers start running ahead.

No one but me and Irvin are gone.

Most of the people here are party leaders. I guess I ran this information to the members.

Everyone is driven by merit.

"Well, what do you do?"

Asking Irvin, he sits down at a bar and ponders. He sat in front of me.

Well, physical attacks are tough.

Even normal arrows do not hurt. Even the shuna sword, as expected, will not cut that shell. Scale intensity unknown. Can Miss Ronica's arrows be fatal? And it costs too much. If you use it carelessly, the adventure itself will not be possible, and even if you process it from now on, the limit of six can be created. In addition, all assets will be used.

So magic?

It would be nice if Lana's magical power fully recovered within three days of the limit.

There are two major factions in this world of magic.

He claims that magic is a part of human life. Jumikura school.

He claims that magic is destruction beyond human boundaries. Hohens School.

Lorna learned the Hohens School, a magical group of warriors. Also known as a clever brain muscle group. The magic is ridiculed as murder magic, slaughter magic, and devastation magic.

Zenobia says that the drag vein used by Lana is a spell that mimics the breath of a dragon. It seems to have been compressed.

A cute, big boobs, great wizard. There are no characters.

In other words, my bride is amazing.

Ask Rana,

But I don't like that. I do not want to overwork her. In the long run, it's unclear what the overpowering effect will be. There are rumors that people die early in the streets.

"I can't give an immediate answer ..."

After a long thought, he apologized.

"I will answer tomorrow, but what do you want to do with Irvin?"

You want fame.

He.

“I am ……………………………………………………………”

Irvin hardens.

I order two drinks to make it easier.

Irvin doesn't let him tremble.

Drink off the warm and sweet fructose water. Is this something a little more difficult? I can't drink milk because my stomach hurts, and I don't like alcohol. Tea is bitter overall. This city has too few beverage options. I guess everyone can drink anything.

“……………………… I want to try it.”

Answer late.

Is it such a slow responder? Any thoughts?

Irvin continues.

"I can't imagine any way to fight that monster. If you can protect everyone with your own shield, it's fine, but when you defeat it, the blade doesn't stand."

"I'm a similar one, but ――――――"

"Irvine!"

Then a voice echoed from behind.

Irvin turns his voice with a mysterious face.

"Warner, what?"

He stands with a bright face like a child.

A bad feeling approaches from behind.

"You're here too! Was it a breath disaster? How many layers are you reaching now?"

"Yes, I'm doing it. I just reached the eleventh level the other day."

A young man in armor and Irvin hug each other.

A rugged man stood behind them and frowned a little when I met my eyes.

All three are wearing similar design armor. No dull silver plate armor, no helmet. Sword and shield. The difference is that the young man wore a loose cloak. It is a huge item with silver thread embroidery. The cloak has a beast design.

"I heard. It's a unique opportunity to elevate your name when the evil crown appears in the low rise.

"It's a plain word, Mr. Warner. Your words are seen as the next hero. Very encouraging."

"Well, who is there? A party mate?"

"Yes, yeah, he's ... a friend. He's the leader of another party. I'm ignorant and I'm getting advice a lot."

I want to ignore it if I can, but I need to make Irvin's face.

Face up and greet the fucking encounter encountered at the prostitute.

"I'm a kind of adventurer called Sawyer.

"This is" Warner, "the knight of St. Liridias," Warner Calbesso. "

Warner is the same blond blue-eyed as Irvin. Somewhat unpleasant beauty. Long hair without habit. Using his appearance, he seems to be working violently by tricking a simple village girl with a shadow. Tall and physique less than Irvin. Human face, personality, how to treat women. Overall, it is less than Irvin's feet.

"Irvine, it's been a long time."

Next, a rustic knight greets Irvin.

"Luxgar was resilient and secure."

"In the next thirty years, we will stand out as a hero's companion knight, but will it take 30 years for this hero to stand alone?"

"Luxgal, if you want time, how about today?"

Warner makes a suggestion with a face that does not seem like a joke.

"Joke. The complaint goes to a certain place. There is no spare time."

Luxgar turns back lightly.

"Both of us were relieved as they did not change."

There, Irvin looks around, looks for someone, and asks them.

"Is the Saint-Perrier guy acting differently today?"

"N, he is"

Luksgar opens his mouth, blocking Varner.

"Sampelier is missing. He ran personally at thirteen levels, fled, and disappeared."

"Well, it's dead."

"Warner!"

An angry voice flies over the hero's light mouth. It attracted the attention of members of the union.

"I'm sorry Irvin. Now that the monitoring of Neomia has been released, some search will resume."

"I'm sorry from the side,"

I opened my mouth instead of Irvin who was stunned.

"When was that Miss Spellier missing?"

"Sixty days ago"

Survival is hopeless. No one has spent such a long time in the dungeon.

On record, the maximum is ten days.

"I know the situation, but I want to collect the knight's proof and hair."

"It's absolutely a leg-puller. Irvin, you were supposed to come with us. With your arms, this would not have happened."

I gaze at the light-heartedness and the shift of responsibility.

"Are you a party leader?"

"It's obvious. Who takes it without the hero taking command."

His remarks are all light. I don't know the pressure or responsibility to lead a person.

I will continue.

"Then, all of the members' sacrifice is your fault. Even if it is due to selfish actions, you who could not be stopped are bad. I do not know such a simple thing, often-

"Stop me, Sawyer"

Stopped by Irvin and silent. The hero was angry with Bikibiki and me.

"I apologize for your friend's disrespect. I'd like to ask you about Samprier. Please return it to your family if possible."

Varner does not answer, Luxgar answers.

"I will do my best as much as possible"

With a tongue strike, the hero turns his heels back if he feels sick.

On leaving,

"I'm looking forward to the evil crown. I'm looking forward to it.

It's a mockery guy. I guess they're putting pressure on knowing it's impossible. This sex offender No.2. By the way, No. 1 is the prince of this country.

Irvin walks tobotobo, curls his back and sits back in his chair. I called the waitress and ordered salted pork and strong sake.

"What kind of person was Sampellier?"

"Hmm? ......... Oh, he's a venerable knight under three."

Pour the sake.

It's a liquor whose fingers get hot just by touching it, but Irvin drank it all at once.

"Because I'm an unrighteous child. A knight of origin looked down on me. The only one who gave me a sword on equal terms was the one."

Then listen to the story of the knight Saint Perrier.

It's a common friendship story.

There are people in the world who look at their birth or position before seeing others. Conversely, some people look at the person and then look behind. The knight of Saint-Perrier was the latter.

Irvin, a child of unrighteousness and raised in the favela.

Treat them equally with no strange eyes. A man named St. Perrier will be in a special category in this world.

They look at the famous combat school, Zamongrass, and they work together to enhance their skills. The trick stopped in the hero's line.

Together, they were appointed as knights of St. Liridias, and their friendship became solid.

Of course, friendship will continue even after Irvin's uncle plans to assassinate the Pope, thereby stripping him of the knighthood. Saint-Perrier pleaded with the Pope, and if it didn't work, he urged his father to adopt Irvin.

Eventually, Irvin will be exiled from Elysium.

But maybe, Irvin says.

Details are unknown, but it may be thanks to Sampelier that the other family members had been executed and only deprived and exiled.

I still regret not meeting my face when I left.

Is it accidental to come here with the hero?

If only a little, there is no passing of the weather and the sea, you should have met. If so, this fate may have been different.

"Really"

I listened to the old stories of Irvin,

"But this is strong"

See him crushed by sake in two bottles.

She was lying down on the table and was saying something.

There has never been a best friend in my life. He was betrayed by a friend he thought he was close to and was abandoned abroad under conditions like half-selling. It would have been a good experience to think that these valuable experiences are taking advantage of me today in this world.

Thank you very much, so now I have no resentment.

"Friend"

I can only sympathize with Irvin's emotions.

Twenty percent in the obligatory sense of party members.

However, a man who lives on his own, is always on the front line as our shield, and is crushed by alcohol right before his eyes, can be called a friend. I can do anything for him.

"Soya"

"Hmm?"

Unexpectedly, Zenobia stood.

"What happened?"

He squints to see the abuse of Irvin.

"Can you help me?"

"Yeah, yeah, good."

Paying, carrying Zenobia and Irvin on their shoulders.

"Did you drink? He's very weak."

"Is that so"

I did something bad. But there are things I want to forget about sake.

Deliver Irvin a little further away and leave the rest to Xenobia.

One message on leaving.

The content is simple.

That evil crown must be defeated.

Something seemed good, but Zenobia dared to keep silent.