Magic Gems Gourmet

At the end of the gaze, the anomaly of the divine hidden dungeon invites everyone's interest.

Crystals protruding from the ground twisted like the roots produced by Ain, wrapped around the outer circumference of the divine hidden dungeon. Unlike previous whites and translucent colors, they are blue as beautiful as sapphires.

Looking at the height of the crystal, by the way, I feel somewhat visionary.

About ten levels.

So not a great deal high, but I anticipated a relationship with the matter up to yesterday.

What if, for example, that crystal were a testament to the stretch to the point where it was broken? I don't care who has such a mechanism (system). In the first place, it's even more time to say the details to such a giant dungeon.

Ein gave you this prediction at the same time.

I wonder how many hierarchies we can tread to reach the top floor.

"Maybe it's stretching to where we could have gone."

"Perhaps not, I agree with Lord Majorica,"

"Ah, so am I. I don't know how it works… For example, if you divide the ten tiers into one, you can expect the crystals to grow if you dominate the larger room further up the hierarchy of that separation."

(.................. oh)

Ain was even more convinced that everyone was thinking the same thing.

I followed it and accidentally looked at her side against what Chris had predicted more than himself.

That's the Kingsguard Knights Commander.

I honestly had the respect to say it was brilliant insight.

"Mmm."

Chris points his lips at dissatisfaction and looks at Ain.

"Maybe my words were unexpected?

"The other way around. I honestly just thought it was amazing because it was a better prediction than me."

Then she walks in an upbeat mood with a painfully bright look on her face, without a doubt. It was light and even a foothold that I was likely to go to for a picnic from now on.

Ain't smiled when he saw it too, but first he talks to Majorica about his earlier predictions.

"Does that crystal reach the top at the end?"

"It's a long story ahead of us..."

"That's all the height. I can't help it."

Phew.

Sella, the girl in the mask who accidentally slips away when she's walking.

She looks in trouble, unlike yesterday.

"Troublesome -" he muttered dissatisfied with the evidence.

"What's the matter?"

"Ah... Your Highness, I haven't seen you yesterday"

"Yeah. So, he seems to be worried about something"

"I'm worried... you know, I think I was worried"

"So, what's up?

I don't mean to point it out, but from Chris' point of view, Ain't seemed a little reluctant right now.

Even though I usually have the personality to pack the distance a little slower.

It looked different now for some reason.

"I've got a problem that's not perfectly compatible with me. I was wondering what was going on."

"... What's in it?

"I can't tell you. That's why I'm in so much trouble."

Then there was no resolution or anything, and Majorica shrugged her shoulder as she heard right beside her.

But Ain't. He snorted seriously.

"Assuming I can help, anytime."

I ran out of words in a reliable tone.

"It'll help. Because I think it would be a good story to have a hero with you."

"As always, I can't grasp the guidelines."

"Were you unhappy?

"Normally, I wouldn't be happy with it. I owe you."

"Haha! You don't have to worry about yesterday. I don't even get paid."

Ain walked out laughing with her nose, saying "Oh, my God."

"Whenever you want to ask for it."

"Is it okay to say that, even though it could be dangerous?

Invincible.

And then Serra said vigorously to try.

"... well, I'll take care of the additions and subtractions around it"

It's not even a throw, it's a word that lacks initiative.

Following him walking forward, Chris said, "No! Because it always is!" This is how I stunned myself. Speaking of Marco, I can't help it. He's raising his mouth angle like that.

"Ah, Your Highness, I think you'll see something interesting when you get inside! - How interesting is the pleasure of watching!

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Today and today, we step inside a giant tower.

As before, there should have been a corridor covered in blue-white glowing stone.

But no.

There is a huge circular hall. In the middle of the floor, the magic formation and the literature are depicted using something of gold.

Is it about... dozens of meters tall?

What caught my eye was the staircase stretching along the wall side of the circle.

Draw a helix and extend it up, ending up joining a straight staircase that extends to the ceiling. The ceiling is provided with a positive circular hole, which looks like it leads to the next level.

"Good for you, Your Highness. It's easier to get to the top tier."

"That's great. It's just a matter of missing the details."

"... ho, that's a really strange dungeon! Dear Ein!"

"Chris... you don't have to worry about me..."

Well, some adventurers seem to be eating.

Still, it seems that some have moved on and have already set foot in the upper hierarchy, as well as the figure of those who move lightly down the spiral staircase.

According to the conversation I overheard, it looks like Marco's crusaded demons followed him to the Great Hall yesterday.

"Shall we go too?"

"Oh, okay?

"It's not like we're here to get stuck, and it's strange now."

He said he was no longer in this phase of vigilance.

Ein, who told him in the dark, took a step ahead of everyone else.

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Surprisingly, the adventurers are cooperative...

The upper hierarchy, Ain, who came to the eleventh, was convinced by one.

Hunting by adventurers was still taking place today in small rooms, except large rooms, etc. They are a bunch of parties working together and fighting at all costs for their magic props and gear...... it seems.

Seems, because Ain't actually seen it.

There was a party to supply, and that's all I heard from the face of it.

The hunt is going well, and they're getting all sorts of rare things. By the way, I'm relieved that Silvard is telling me that he's going to give me a compliment through his guild regarding the stuff he was craving.

"Husband!

And yesterday's adventurer spoke to Marco.

"Sorry about yesterday! If you hadn't been here, we would have..."

"I don't mind. Because I've got meaningful information for my Lord and for me."

"Even so. This is a thank you item... can you please accept it?

"... What's this?

Marco received a large red copper-colored stone.

Marco didn't find it worth it either, and he frowned unexpectedly.

"I was in a chest, but I don't know the details. But with this, those bugs move dull together."

I was interested in this information.

"- Hmm."

"Here, looks like it's not metal. You just look stoned."

"It's not impossible for Vajra to think so. But I don't know what it is. It's a dungeon."

"Well, you'd better have one piece of information. And stop calling me Vajra."

Then at the end of the day, the adventurer laughs and runs away with his head down big.

I guess we still have plans to attack this hierarchy.

"Why don't you want to be called by that alias?

"It's not like a brain muscle... it doesn't look good on me. This is all because of Kaisel, too. It's an alias that spread because that loud man said so."

(Was Instructor Kaisel the culprit?)

"That's a good annoyance, isn't it? I should have given Kaisel a nickname, too."

"Will you follow me when I get home? Sounds interesting."

"Fine, you can use the medal your majesty will give you for anything."

From the face of Majorica, who said so, comes the willingness to never just joke and never stop.

"But I wonder what happened to the adventurers who were inside when the stairs were made earlier. Didn't all of a sudden the walls and floors disappear? I wonder if I could have made those stairs and holes so I wouldn't have fallen."

"Looks like it was okay. He said he could afford to run away because it was a slow change. I heard the adventurer talking earlier."

"Oh yeah. I would have loved to see that change."

"I'd like to see it, too, so next time... let's wait once we've taken control of the big room there."

Majorica says, "Fine," but nods.

Naturally, Chris and Marco showed difficulty and held their heads.

Whatever it is, it's a story ahead.

Ein, I discovered a staircase leading to the twelfth floor a few hours later.