Legend

Time to get to the end of the morning and eventually be almost noon. Among the guilds, adventurers look considerably less like in the morning or evening than in busier times, such times.

The guild receptionist and other officials are looking forward to lunch, then. The Alliance door opened and two man adventurers came inside.

Of course that's not so rare. There's not a lot of people, but there's no adventurers like diving into a dungeon just this afternoon, or maybe they're here to get paid for accomplishing some kind of request, not a dungeon.

I was a receptionist who thought that, but I have a bad feeling in my chest when I see the two faces coming toward my counter tight and tight.

I'm sorry to bother you at this time of day when lunch break is near, and I would like you to go to the other receptionist's counter if you can. That was the receptionist I thought, but unfortunately the two adventurers headed straight for the unlucky receptionist.

"Sorry, but I need to talk to you about the dungeon"

That's what the adventurer of the man carrying the hammer tells him, and the man of the adventurer carrying the bow and arrow barrel that was next to him also continues to speak with a harsh eye.

"It's an urgent matter, so I'd like you to get in touch with someone up there if you can."

"Also, I'm sorry, but even in such cases, you're supposed to decide whether or not I'll listen to you and then report it up there. Otherwise, the hands of those above will stop spinning..."

In Eggzil's guild, the receptionist had previously caused a major incident without raising the report of someone he didn't like. For that reason, I also tried to contact the one above as soon as something happened, but then it was trivial this time - something like dropping my potion in a dungeon - but since more people called the one above, it ended up in itself that the person in charge at the time would fall overworked, eventually in the current system where many listened and the receptionist would make a decision.

Naturally, the receptionist who caused the problem without contacting him above would be severely punished and would be captured as a forbidden 20 years.

Because the receptionist's report was delayed, a monster came out of the dungeon and Exil took the damage for granted.

Anyway, for that reason, it was now Exil's guild attitude that was starting with one cushion on the counter and then reports going up there.

I guess the Hammer man and the Bow man, Energeia and Menos figured that out, too. We gaze at each other, then nod small, and Energeia, who is also the leader of the party, opens his mouth.

"We headed down to the basement 6th floor today and the monster we fought there was a strong one out of digit with the regular stone puppet. It's not a monster that comes out on the sixth floor of the basement at least."

"I mean, then... did anyone else tell you that?

"Oh."

"... Really? Can you show me the dungeon card for once?

Copy that.

Energeia and Menos place their dungeon cards on the counter.

The receptionist who sees that dungeon card decides that information from Energeia should be heard in half at this point.

A party with little experience actually diving into a dungeon determines that the opponent who has fought a monster beyond their control is a stronger enemy than a regular monster, and reports it to the Alliance is not often said to be… but none of them are.

And as far as dungeon cards go, the two people in front of me were newcomers who had just recently come to Exil to register a dungeon card. Of course I'm sure Guild Rank has some strength with D, but on the contrary, I guess they couldn't look directly at their weakness because they have half-way strength. I decided so... but the next thing I know, I'm going to fix my own decision on the words that came out of Energeia's mouth.

"I'm telling you, we didn't make this decision on our own. I met a party led by Deep Red, and that's what the woman from the party said."

Energeia's words when she saw how the receptionist was and realized how they were being judged. The receptionist who heard that is small and breathtaking.

A party member woman led by Deep Red. That's what came to mind by the receptionist, because it was Elaine, the princess general.

It won't be in a way that we misunderstood each other here. The receptionist thinks Ray and Elaine are the only two partying together, and Energeia's didn't know Vihera and Buune were wild parties.

Furthermore, the receptionist decides that she cannot ignore the opinions of so many people as to have aliases with General Princess, and nods with eyes at other guild officials who were listening around her.

"Okay. Please wait a little longer as I will soon call the one above you."

After this, the receptionist's boss will be called to tell us more about their experience.

It should also be noted that when Alliance officials who learned the information spoke to several adventurers, they discovered about a few stories of encountering monsters that were more powerful than those that came out in the same hierarchy in which they operated, and would be chased to combat this phenomenon.

The Rays, who don't know that's happening in a guild on the ground. One line was still going down the sixth basement floor.

"Ahhh!

A jointed sword is waved with the voice of Elaine's temper, the tip of the whipped sword advances, tangled to the extremities of the stone papet, and at the next moment it is cut by a blade flowing with magic.

A stone papet with amputated limbs naturally could not move any further, and most of the stones that make up the body were crushed and killed by successive rolling thrusts.

"... certainly don't feel much weaker than the stone papets Vihella fought earlier"

"Isn't it? Even so, it was just an anomaly, and this is the normal stone puppet."

Vihera whines as she sees Ray taking the demon stone away.

What's coming to that look is not the frustrated feeling of not being able to fight intensely... but the strange appearance of the current dungeon.

It's not an anomaly that's only happening in this basement on the 6th floor, I'm afraid there's an anomaly going on in the whole dungeon for some reason.

... That said, it seems to be Vihera that the reason I fear it is because I can't fight strong monsters if the dungeon anomaly spreads like this and I can't get inside.

"Either way, we're going down to the seventh basement, right?

"Yeah, I think that would be better. Even for Ray and Elaine, we should increase the number of hierarchies that can be transferred with a transfer device for times of need, right?

"... I see"

Elaine listens to the words of Vihera and exhales them with sighs.

"What's going on?

"No, it's nothing. I just recognised him as someone who couldn't stay alert."

While Ray tilts his neck at Elaine's words, he decides there won't be any particular problem and stores the stone puppet wreckage in the mistering.

(Will you let Ray and I experience a more powerful battle against monsters and identify their strength to increase their fighting power even more? Now anyway, you're a woman who's going to be in danger over time. Have you ever cautioned?)

Thinking that way, I turn my gaze to Vihella only for a moment... I feel something cold in my spine unexpectedly.

I was laughing. Yes, Elaine was smiling knowingly at what she imagined and understood in her own words.

Elaine would have convinced herself too if this was an emotion such as haste or anger. But what's floating is a laugh. It's also full of confidence and a grin that even makes you feel merciful.

While watching that laugh, Elaine nevertheless has a strong sense of alertness for Nanica, who is apparently faceless but even warm with the word struggling instinct to sleep in her vihela.

"What's going on? Let's move on."

Ray speaks to the two of them without feeling anything.

Yes, that in itself was a good representation of the anomaly of the current situation. Anyway, Ray is terribly sensitive to other people's malice. Because such a ray hasn't responded to anything despite being directed at Vihera's grin.

(... I can't right now, but I'll tell Ray about this even tonight... no, if I talk about it in a detour, could Vihella enlighten me about it and strike me with strange hands? Ray's basically not good at hiding things.)

He nods as he thinks so in his heart, and starts walking as he moves on through the dungeon.

That order, as it did when it came down to the sixth basement floor, is marked by Bühne and Vihella at the beginning, Ray and Elaine in the middle and Seto and Yellow at the rear.

Walking like that, Büne moves on to look at Ray, who is behind him from time to time.

For Bühne, who needs to earn money, Ray's mistering, which can hold all the wreckage of Stone Papette, is very enviable - although the only thing I understood about that was that I had a long relationship with Bühne, Vihera - I guess.

Because with some magic, there was no mistake that the stones that make up the body of stone papets, which are also used as alchemy materials, weapons and protective equipment materials, or building materials for architecture, would make quite a good fortune if you didn't think about the weight.

"... hmm? Hey, what's up?

Exactly. Ray asks Büne if he cares if he can keep his gaze on it.

However, the person moves forward with a pointy glance and a vigilant perimeter.

"Did they hate you?

"Pfft, it's nothing like that. Beaune needs a lot of money, so you're jealous of Ray's item box."

The smile that was floating earlier has already disappeared, and Vihera answers Ray with a glossy smile as usual.

While tightening her expression only for a moment to the way it was, Elaine continued to be on perimeter alert, not to say anything in particular.

Of course, Ray and Vihera, who are having this conversation, are equally on perimeter alert.

"Hmm..."

Beaune looks up at Ray again for his uplift, but because he is as faceless as ever, there is not as much cuteness, and he couldn't shake Ray's heart.

"Exactly. Unlike crusade proof sites, you can't do item boxes."

I gave him my right ear, which is the proven site of Orc's crusade, but the biggest on Ray's being an adventurer... and that's what Ray himself doesn't seem to do just like handing over more important misterings than the enormous magic he has.

"Oh, I'm sorry to hear that. However, if you can afford a little more money, you can buy an item box anyway, can't you, Magic Pouch? You've made a lot of money in the last few years, haven't you?

"... n"

To the words of Vihera, Bühne, who shakes his head small.

Indeed, Büne had made quite a bit of money in the past six months as a Rank D adventurer with that talent and the will to make money, as well as with the help of Vihera. That's rank c... no, rank b adventurer forehead.

However, most of the money earned was used to maintain the mansion and pay off debts, leaving little on hand. With regard to that remaining amount, we can also say that there is very little amount left for Bühne to actually use freely, as it disappears into the costs of consumables used to explore the dungeons, repair and replacement of weapons and protective equipment.

Buying expensive magic pouches among magic items doesn't come out looking anywhere.

One of the reasons Beaune is diving into the dungeon was actually that magic pouch. To be precise, should I say a tool to which spatial magic is granted?

The fact that the number of item boxes is scarce is and always has been... and even when there was an ancient magical civilization itself, it was no different. There were many more item boxes than there are today, but it is still true that there are fewer. As a result, many magic items have been created that have been granted space magic like magic pouches.

… Of course, not all of them remain safe, and many have been destroyed or lost for some reason. Adding space magic permanently is much harder than making regular magic items, so even if it's not as good as an item box, it doesn't change that the magic pouch is also a rare item.

"Well, let's head to the 7th basement anyway. Then you have to get out on the ground and show your face to the Alliance."

Nodding at the words of Vihera, the Rays continue to continue on the sixth basement floor as they go...... Arriving to the seventh basement floor with all the armor cuffs slammed down the monsters encountered in several battles. After that, everyone in the magic tent had a late lunch before using the magic formation to get back to the ground.