Legend

Basement 11th floor. The first thing that struck Ray and Elaine and the others down that hierarchy was the air. That's not just air either. It is air accompanied by enthusiasm that can be described as some sort of violent, heated by intense sunlight.

Two and two unexpectedly open their eyes to that air they felt the moment they went down to the 11th basement floor.

Anyway, when I was down the stairs, I felt absolutely nothing like the heat, and when I went down the stairs and arrived on the 11th basement floor just because the hingy air characteristic of Ningro Cave was spreading all around me, I felt extra heat in the air.

It's not hot, it's hot.

Even though it hasn't been a minute since I came down to a small room with a magic formation, there's a sweat on Ray's forehead.

It's done to this extent because it's flesh created by a single gate of Zeppael, but if normal humans were descending from the 10th basement to the 11th basement just like Ray, depending on the difference in temperature, even the fallen might come out.

(No, is there anyone like that more than doing adventurers... I guess very few even if they were there)

While thinking that way, wear a dragon robe hood just for the heat protection of the moment.

This eliminated the need to worry about the heat thanks to Ray's ability to keep the wearer comfortable, not only with his body, but also with the head covered in the hood, which is also one of the effects conferred on the dragon robe.

With a sigh of breath, Ray turns his gaze to the next.

Although I have a dragon robe, Elaine doesn't have the kind of equipment. That's why I thought you'd be okay...

"Well, is this the heat of the desert? It's really interesting."

While scratching a thin sweat on her forehead, Elaine looks around intriguingly without looking particularly overwhelmed.

Doing that still doesn't change the fact that this is the little room where the magic formations are set up, but it's a desert hierarchy that I could have waited for if I tried it on Elaine. I guess that's why it's interesting.

With that in mind, Ray looks out at Elaine taking out the desert coat she bought yesterday from inside the magic porch.

"You look pretty fine, don't you?

"Oh. Apparently the effect of inheriting the Enchanted Dragon's Demon Stone. I just feel the heat, but still not too much to bear. What about you?"

"Neither do I. It is originally physically more fortified than a normal human being, and there is nothing to say about this degree of heat because there is a dragon robe.... Well, if I put this hood down instead, the heat will attack me.... Seto and Yellow..."

Whimpering, Ray turns his gaze toward the two.

Elaine turns her gaze towards you so Ray can catch her, but Seto doesn't look unusual. No, I know it's somewhat hot, but I didn't see any anomalies like this in particular. Yet Yellow is out of strength with his belly as if snagged on the back of such a ceto.

I guess I'm not unconscious, but I guess I can still enjoy this heat.

Yellow, once a racially dragon? I thought so too, Ray, but given the age since the birth of the Yellow, I guess in a way, but I would decide there isn't. Anyway, he's younger than Seto.

"This is..."

I turned my gaze to my user demon and worried about Elaine for a moment. But soon, he turns his gaze to Ray and opens his mouth.

"Ray, I'm sorry, but could you put some yellow in that robe and do it for me?

"I don't mind that... then I won't be much help in battle, will I?

Put the yellow in the robe. Naturally, if you make a rapid move like Ray is usually in battle, that will also affect the yellows inside.

"I don't mind. Ray magically asks for a rear guard because me and Seto are leaving as avant-garde today"

"... can't help it"

If you leave the yellow in this state, Ray nods that you don't want to think about what the burden is.

Reaching straight to Seto's back and holding up the yellow, he goes to his own pocket... and holds the yellow inside the dragon robe.

I guess I sensed the changes in ambient temperatures with a sharp feeling characteristic of the Dragon Clan. Face out from the inside of the dragon robe and squeal with a small throat.

"Cu......"

Ray and Elaine nod satisfactorily as they heard an unusual, invigorating chirp, but saw that it was much better than when it was snagging at desert-specific temperatures.

It was Elainea wrapping the coat in her hand as it was, from above the golden cloak, but Ray, watching it, called out against Elaine wrapping the coat from above the cloak.

"... is that cloak good? If it gets in my way, I'll keep it in mystering, though?

"No, because this cloak is a magic item. It works even when worn under a coat. I want to be able to handle whatever happens beyond being in the dungeon."

White armor, golden hair and cape. It was such a brilliant look, Elaine, but that's why it looks so dear all at once when I wrap my desert-colored coat around it.

That said, because its face is in order, it has a sufficiently prominent element.

"All right, we're ready. So... go."

Tell him so, Elaine turning her gaze toward the entrance to the small room.

Ray nods and first steps out of the small room as he gives way to Elaine.

Then...

"Whoa, this certainly deserves to be called a sea of sand"

I heard Elaine coming out of the small room, and Ray also turned to the view with me once again.

There is the word one-sided silver world, but one-sided sand world. The view of the sand, which lasted everywhere, was certainly what we deserved to call a sea of sand.

The basement 10th floor, he said, had a limited range to travel in the cave, but the scenery now extending into Ray's and Elaine's sights was so vast that the sun was still hotter than it felt in the small room.

That is still caused by the pseudo-sun present in places that can only be seen in the sky, rather than by the ceiling...... If we only look at that sight, it's not very, but incredible, that we're in the dungeon right now. It's a sky as high as it is in the summer exil, like it's spreading everywhere.

"This is... quite a bit compared to the woods we saw on the altar of inheritance"

"Oh."

That's all I can reply to Elaine's words, Ray.

While I said it was strange to admire the scattered desert, it was obviously Ray more than Elaine who was more blinded by the view at this moment when she actually saw the desert.

Cactus, rocks and dunes present in all the vast expanses of desert in the winds winding up the sand.

"Ray?... Ray!

"Hmm? Oh, yeah."

"Totally, tell people that you actually enjoy the view of the desert better"

"Right. Honestly, I was surprised to hear from people that it was completely different from actually seeing it for myself"

Return words to Elaine, whilst hovering up the sand that is spreading on the ground.

I look around again as I feel the sand spilling from between my fingers with a saggy touch.

"... I can't help it if I keep doing this. Do you want to move on?"

"I don't mind that, but unlike caves, maps are almost useless beyond the lack of roads, right?

Elaine giving away the map she had, but all that is depicted there is rough terrain and nothing like a road.

"Then you may be able to explore the situation from the sky aboard Seto..."

"Should I certainly do that?... Still, it's quite uncomfortable to look behind you like this."

At the end of Elaine's gaze, who shrugged and looked behind her, is a stone room standing with potpounds in the desert.

At the end of their gaze, only that room where they came out was creating discomfort in the desert.

"Probably center that little room and decide the direction to go. Why don't you just fly to Ceto and see how it goes? Elaine, what direction are the stairs in?

"Suppose this little room is at the center of the map and the rock you see over there is the rock depicted on this map... something like southwest?

"... another pain in the ass. At least it's easy to tell if it's south or west."

"Gru?"

What are you gonna do? and to throat-soaking Ceto, Ray looking and thinking difficult.

In such a robe of rays, the yellow rings with joy in an environment where it is easy to stay cool.

"... sorry, please. I just wait here like this and the heat takes my strength away. Let's go a little further. Fortunately, Seto can fly through the sky, and he can sense my presence to a certain extent, so there's nothing to get lost in."

"I suppose there's a way to wait for Seto to come back in the little room?

"I thought about that too, but I think if we're going to get used to this hierarchy of deserts, we should go a little further"

"Right. Surely it would be better to move on than just wait here like this. I'd like to at least get down to the basement on the 12th floor by the end of the day."

"Grrrrrrrr"

To Ray and Elaine's opinion, Seto rattles his throat that he has no problem.

To the one remaining yellow, you don't have to say it because you're in Ray's pocket in the first place.

"Then we're moving in the direction that we think is southwest, so Seto needs to get ahead of us. If you think of the room we came down to, maybe there's a similar little room, so I think the goal itself is easy to find."

"Grrrrrrrrrrrr!"

Ringing high at Ray's words, he ascends into the air with his wings winged after a few steps of aiding him as he goes. Even if the place was desert, the way it ran up as if stepping on the air made me feel as magnificent as usual.

Having dropped off Seto like that, Ray and Elaine look at each other and nod small, trying to follow Seto and step out into the desert.

"I expected it, but it's hard to walk again."

"I can't help it. It's a desert somehow."

Elaine, covered in a coat, whines as she moisturizes her throat with a water bottle removed from her hip magic pouch - the contents naturally being the water Ray put out with a running water dagger.

In relation to the fact that the ground is desert, they really take their legs off every step of the way, draining them of extra strength.

Or if you're an adventurer accustomed to this hierarchy or from an area where there's originally a desert, that's not so much of a problem, but Ray and Elaine have never actually stepped foot in the desert like this, although they were informed by books and TVs - only Ray on this. That's why if you keep walking in the desert, you'll drain your health rapidly.

Still, I guess I can keep walking without any particular problems, purely because Ray and Elaine have more health than usual in different digits.

If he had only the same health as a normal adventurer, the sand scaffolding would have definitely slowed him down in less than half an hour.

But that can be said to be a baptism for those who have first challenged the desert, not just this hierarchy. Its baptized, it gradually gets used to the body against a place called the desert and masters the way the body moves. That's common...

"I see, do you have a trick when you lift your legs rather than step on the sand"

"It's easy to walk when you step on the sand, not on your heels or on your toes, but on the back of your feet."

We rapidly learn how to move our bodies in the desert, saying to each other what we have noticed that way.

What was even more unusual about these two would be that they were walking straight to Seto's flying away instead of walking along the desert peak.

Regardless of who is accustomed to the desert, if normal, they walk along peaks where sand is harder and easier to walk than the plane.

But Ray and Elaine didn't know it, and just walked straight toward Seto's flying away.

How can we speak to each other and walk the desert more efficiently? Proceed with that in mind, not enough to say…, so that you can walk without being taken off your feet.

About an hour after the Rays arrived on the 11th floor of this basement. By the time it was time for the day to be near, the speed of walking in the desert was gradually increasing.

"Even if..."

"What's up?

Ray whines as he walks on the sand, stroking and doing the yellow moving with Gossogoso that he is free to stand still in his nostrils.

"No, I don't see a monster at all for coming to the desert. There was a desert on one side, cactus and a chunk of rock...

Ray groaned as he looked around him, finding something in his sight and stopping words along the way.

Yes, three adventurers running for themselves from about 1 km away. That's good. I hope...

"Don't look like there's some big bug in the back"

As Elaine shrugged next to Ray, following the three escaping adventurers was the figure of a giant mite-like worm, the so-called sandworm, more than 5 m long.

That's not one either, just three as far as you can see.

(Did my words even flag it?

Determine that you won't be able to escape already at this distance and get an immediate combat posture.

As we discussed beforehand, Elaine went to the avant-garde, and Ray moved to the rear to unleash the magic and waited for the adventurer and sandworm approaching him.