Level 99 First Territorial Management by Adventurers

"How far does it go, this staircase?"

"I heard that foolishness earlier."

"That's about as long as it takes."

Larsia and Yut. A conversation that takes place at the beginning and at the rear of the line leads to a wooden spirit in the underground space.

The Valtrudes ate a meal created by Alcia in the Feast Divine Feast, not a breakfast prepared by the side of the Grand Temple of Fermina.

I left after a brief prep and kept going down the stairs for nearly 10 minutes.

Bandits (Rogues) and Mages (Wizards).

From where trap discovery experts (specialists) find themselves, the spiral staircase that continues is not like a trap. It just seems so long that I still can't see the bottom.

"It's a hassle to go, so it's obsolete?

"There should be no such thing..."

Jonah, halfway in the line, sends an unrelenting inquiry to Seneca II, who walks next door.

Whatever the content, it's unusual for a quality albino girl to know. This may also have been the charisma of the Divine King.

It's just that her footsteps to answer are heavy.

Instead, I guess I'm not used to exercise itself. If tension is also added there, it is natural to walk slowly.

(If the stairs still seem to last, would you ask Val to carry them?

Pity as a man, but unfortunately to Yut the role is literally overloaded. In the first place, would you want a man to be negative?

If so, Valtrude is more suited to go alone at the rear than Alcia, who walks side by side.

When I turned around thinking so, my beloved wife and I just got eyes on each other.

"What's wrong?

"No, it's nothing"

"Right."

The Cathedral Knight (Paladin) is naturally not disturbed by one breath. However, he is not only dressed in magical silver (Mithral) sheet metal armor (plate armor) and wears a heavenly sword (White Knight) around his waist, but is also equipped with a shield integrated with a cage hand.

Even though the weight was fine, this big shield (Large Shield) was just about to get in the way.

(If I had to, would I carry it under the spell of Invisible Disc, the Invisible Carrier?

The spell of the first staircase, which creates a floating transparent luggage car, is used primarily for the purpose of carrying loot, but of course it can also carry organisms on board.

(It's like putting people on a light tiger carrier.... and then you take that god king for a light tiger?

Is it impossible for a princess who has come with patience to have a short holiday in rural Japan? No, I just can't.

Yuut with a mysterious annoyance.

But fortunately, it ended in worry.

Exile stops with one hand up going a few meters behind Larsia.

It's a signal that the leading bandit is checking for traps.

"... it's okay. Naturally, there's no trap."

After Larsia's words, resume the march.

But the walk stops immediately.

Finally the stairs were over and we reached the door.

It is a metal door, with the holy mark of Fermina, the sun god. It's about 3 meters tall, but it's heavy to see and gives an atmosphere that leads to the sanctuary.

Even this majesty. I don't normally think that there are traps here, etc. Still, what I've looked into is exactly what an adventurer can call his learniness.

"It's locked... but you're going to be able to open it"

"No, you can't open it without a dedicated key"

A magic coat with golden thread and glossy embroidery. He was the king of God who took the key out of its swollen cuffs, but the movement was immediately forced to stop.

Without listening to her, a bandit is pushing seven tools (seven tabs) into the keyhole and reluctantly moving.

To that too much deed, Seneca II was about to remove the key.

"So here's the key..."

"Huh? Really? Oh, my God. Open, open."

Larsia lets it unlock faster and with magical arrangements than Seneca II gives her the keys. He wasn't ignoring it, he wasn't hearing it because he was concentrating.

The matching eyes were shown open, and the most honorable girl in this country, the King of God, removed the key.

"Um... It has to be a dedicated key..."

"It's an important place, isn't it? Wouldn't you rather make it a proper key?

"No...... And the magical mechanism..."

If there is a magic entanglement, it may have been disarmed by Dismantling Magic (Isolation).

- There were considerations in Yut that just didn't say anything like that.

"If you blow up psychic power at the rock next to you..."

"No, it seems faster for me to break the door."

"It's not that kind of tournament."

But to Jonah and Exile, there wasn't.

Was it a bad idea to go to Regrax?

To Seneca II, who is slightly tearful, Yut waves another topic.

"Was it a magical mechanism to distinguish unmarried from married?

"No, it doesn't seem that way either"

A re-minded God King turned to the Great Mage (Arch Mage) with a wretched smile.

Just seeing that smile makes me feel saved.

"Only married men should be considered close to the commandments. Because the Fermina god is a virgin god of purity."

"Outside the sanctuary, young men, etc."

"Yes. Though the commandments, the land may be able to dialogue with the Fermina God. If so, then perhaps it should be called the absolute rule"

Valtrude and Arcia nod deeply to the words of the witch of the Sun God.

But Yut is silent.

Because I was desperate to dismiss the claim that his acorn was "that's not just messing around a lot..."

"Well, move on"

In response to Larsia's words, which were confirming their safety, the Yuts immediately lined up. In an instant, the ever relaxed air is regarded as lying tension. As it changed, Seneca II ate and noticed at the same time.

Until now, walking is the same for them. I didn't feel nervous. I didn't have to.

Seneca II, who had gone back to the line, held his fist all the time and strengthened himself. The fact that they, skilled adventurers, have become serious also means that danger awaits us from here on out.

"It's okay. No problem."

Jonah slapped her shoulder gently like that.

Same faceless look, doesn't look like he's paying attention.

But that relieved Seneca of her shoulder strength.

"Thank you"

I remember not being an adventurer or an expert in combat. You can do what you can. Realizing the obvious, she finally regains her nature.

"Are you ready? Let's go."

Valtrude, who was watching the way it went at the rear, gave a go sign. I nod silently to it and move on across the door.

Caves with people's hands, not objects of nature.

It should have been closed for a long time, but the air hasn't precipitated whether there's a vent somewhere.

Naturally, there is no light, but darkness is being driven away by spells such as "Light Fire" and "Dancing Light Fire", which are placed on Exile's autonomous running shield.

The ceiling is about 3 meters high. The width of the aisle is about the same as it is, and although it is a tunnel (tunnel), it is never narrow. However, even though it is not maintained, there are cracks in the road and even parts with holes.

I don't think it's the path that leads to the 'True Festival Palace', which can be considered a sanctuary. I get the impression that even immortal monsters (undead) are close to ruins that are likely to emerge.

But it was not only because of the atmosphere that Yut and the others exercised vigilance.

To the sound, the smell. And I should say that it's a comprehensive adventurer's account of skin sensation, and that's what's appealing to me.

There's something ahead.

That proved to be about 15 minutes after walking down the main road, which slowly went uphill.

"There were three dragons in the room ahead."

The information brought by the preceding Larsia makes the line stop on the way.

"If you were a groundhog, well, wouldn't it be strange to be here..."

"Right. But lately, I wonder if it's even on the edge of a turtle."

Arcia nods to Yut's sentiments.

Ground dragons look like dragon necks have grown from giant turtles with loess scales.

Not intelligent enough to manipulate words, dull movement, but the outer skin is strong and durable.

What's more troublesome is the ability to dive through the ground.

"And there was something a little strange about the colors and stuff. Maybe it's a fallen god or something."

"... that's troublesome in so many ways"

"No way, no..."

The Great Mage took the report of the meadow race to par. But the King of God cannot rest in peace.

Good, evil, neutrality and. Heavenly world where all gods live.

At the corner of it is a land called the Wilderness of Warcraft. This is where the heavenly lions are summoned under the spell "Invitation of the Lions of Heaven (Beast Lands)".

There are monsters there, called Fallen Divine Species, who have evil phases and draw a line with their earthly compatriots. Characteristic is a thousand different, but in addition to the native one, the pitch-black outer skin covers itself and also has resistance to the source force.

And equally vicious and insane.

If there are indeed dragons of the land of the Fallen Divine Species, and there are three of them, what is going on with the "True Feast Palace"?

To that thought, Seneca II trembles. Only Seneca II.

"Fermina, maybe God was going to call us and let us clean up."

"Er. If it's about a dragon, it's not that far, is it?

"Then aren't there others besides the Ground Dragon?

Larsia and Valtrude will express their views on raising the issue of Exile. But it can only be speculative and not even constructive.

"In the meantime, let's do something about the disorder in front of us. Larsia, how big is the dragon?

"It was all like growing hair in an adult."

"Okay. They haven't noticed, have they?

"Naturally. Who are you asking?"

Two people with provocative smiles.

Receiving the answer he wanted, Yut grins even more, darker. Valtrude preferred to be "dependable," and Acorn laughed, "You're thinking bad."

"Destroy them all at once. The two non-Val attacked separate individuals from the entrance to the room because they put a Transparency (Transpierrent) spell on Val, the old man, and Larsia. Val is the only one who can step in and do the remaining dragons."

In the proposed operation, the three called names gave a satisfactory look.

I guess we noticed that we presented our preferred maneuvers, though there would be a more definite way.

"And Jonah stands by"

"Huh?"

"You'll destroy every cave."

"... if you have too much momentum"

"So wait."

It is also an important position as a reserve force in the unlikely event of a leak of fire or unforeseen circumstances. At the same time, he had recently combined his punishment for the Albino girl, whose reckless behavior stood out.

Thus the division of roles is decided, and the King of God will be ready shortly after he pinches his mouth.

Seneca II's common sense rings the alarm at that appearance.

I guess that was the case when it came to operational meetings, but that conclusion only sounds like an airborne theory on the desk. Why the dragon? Is that also an assumption that you can defeat the Fallen Divine Land Dragon a few steps above the normal species without being able to dive in and escape?

Through overconfidence, I can only think of my dreams properly.

But at the same time, her intuition, an excellent witch, complained that the Yuts were right.

Common sense and intuition.

It didn't take five minutes until we came to a conclusion which was right.