It Seems I Came to Another World, Now What Should I Do

Rumors broke out from "Lisatia" that there was a dungeon behind the east woods, not from the adventurers or the public (oh, snacks), but from the elves who lived in the woods. It just seems like a rare dungeon that hasn't been attacked at all until now because it was the object of neglect, artifact especially as an elf that makes less sense to fight for youth. Look around at the carriage's luggage, getting preliminary knowledge from the chat. Honestly, it would be quite a lot of luggage because it's an unfamiliar group. The chat told me to scatter it down, but I want to prepare cloth and wash it. I also bring in soap. Honestly, I'm willing to take a bath. I don't know what the situation is, but attacking while stressing is not right for my sexuality, so my first priority is to make myself as comfortable as possible. I don't know what the loot is, but if it's hardware, I was wondering if I could try again another day. It's my territory, so it might or might not be open to the public, because it's just a matter of my decision and my keeping the entrance under my authority.

With that in mind, the carriage arrives at the forest entrance. The eviction of the oak has already been completed. Demonic demons only live in relatively lowly places. Did the goblins get chased by the orcs too, there are quite a few examples of sightings. I wonder if I have been completely eliminated even though I basically live everywhere......

"Well, chat, take the lead, please. Lot is following up, but I'm asking you to be on your guard. Then split your bags."

Familiar with the hand, unload the package and bear it. The basics aren't the same as they were when they attacked the North Forest when they lived in Toluca, but they're all swollen up so round. The greatness of the luggage car stains itself again.

That's enough for Tesla to accompany us and ask her to take care of the carriage. However, I don't really need the dragons to wait because I have a lot of thoughts about each other, but I have a lot of opinions about having my feet ready to move immediately in case, so I'm sorry, but I ask them to wait.

"Tesla, if you want to prolong, I'll have you back and you'll have no problem. If anything happens, Brew protects, and from there, a notification goes to the 'Lisatia' dragon. Either that or I'd appreciate it if you checked that and then got it moving. Therefore, with regard to the order to wait, I shall exclude it. Free movement at personal discretion."

When I told her that, she snorted and said she was waiting for you. Mm-hmm. You understand, I'm a little suspicious, but do I have to believe you?

So take your bags and go through the woods. With more hunters in and out, the path is narrower than the beast path. In it, as the chat matches the map, it moves on. No dangerous organisms, but just in case, follow the directions of the lot and go deeper and deeper. After about two hours of walking, the target cave was discovered, so it was lunch with lunch while guarding the area.

"I want you to hold the pine light apart from the lights and light up the front. If the fire suddenly weakens or goes out, I want you to retreat immediately."

I don't get gas buildup or anything. I'm talking about what I would do with flammable gases, but I wonder if I'll have to move forward with the wind magic scattering regularly. As soon as we enter the entrance, the even tight smell of manure like a public toilet that has been used without cleaning for years tickles the nasal cavity.

"Gu, it could be tough..."

Everyone holds their noses. It makes me imagine that a large organism would have made it a root castle, not a bat or something. Besides, I guess it's a meat-eating system. Scattered with dust and large bones.

"This is pretty big for boars, too. Look, femur."

The femur Liz offers is also a little bigger than the boar the hunter is hunting for. Consider hunting without traps more laborious and dangerous than a little. The hunters were watching, but there were no traps or traces of them before we went in. I wonder if there were any large organisms.

The flames of the pine lights wobble slightly, so I know that the air must be coming in from somewhere. Even if the gas was generating, I wonder if it's scattering for me... I just wish you'd blown me enough to fly this even smell if you could.

"Lot, something caught on 'alert'?

"No, about small animals. It doesn't take large organisms at all."

As it takes about thirty minutes to get inside, the landscape changes abruptly. Black discolored bloodstains and the like dot the area.

"A trail of contention?

As we explored, articles and the like had been recovered, but we found out what at least one side was at the tip of the spear that had occasionally fallen.

"This must be the spear Orc has. It looks just like the one I saw before. It was decades ago, and we couldn't afford to send soldiers on such a massive scale."

I'm not sure why I want to collect the body, including the body, but is there a reason? However, three enough while investigating all kinds of things, so we can actually get here from the entrance without enough. I wonder if this neighborhood was a residential area. Long traces of fire and earthenware are scattered. I don't know the details just by the lights on the pine lights and lanterns. Put in scouts and intelligence and move on as I try to do an investigation. There were few branches, and even if there were, it seemed like after digging something like a small storage space, which had been vandalized to the point of obstinacy without exception.

Take another half an hour to reach the deepest point. It has a slightly wider cavity, but the soil is served relatively nicely in a pedestal-like fashion, but something that would have been on it is crushed and devoid of traces.

"Did you do the hole that is just the residence of the demon...... It's a dead end here. Yan... Rumors are out of the question..."

Nodding as if everyone agrees a little too bad when Chat says it.

But I don't know what that word means. Because behind the cavity is a splendid kannon door, emerged in elaborate patterns. Oh, that? Am I the only one who can see that?