Manowa

◎ Left Hall, White Hall, City of Gordios

"Are you back?"

"My sister. Thank you very much."

"Nah." "Nah."

When the wind sounds returned to the White Hall after completing their exploration near the fiftieth level of the Golden Winged Bird (Konji Penis) Temple, there was a solar dragon sol in front of the bathroom wearing a gown of gold amicably and blubbering in a massage chair with King Carla, Crofe, Aka, and more blubbering over Crofe's stomach.

(Looks like every day would be fun......)

The wind noise, which was slightly nervous, was slightly sluggish and foolish in my mind, but "I'm home," he replied. The sound of the wind was a child who never forgot to be polite.

It should be noted that Ao and Gilvara have already returned to Ragna, the inside of the west dragon, and only Aka, and Sol, who now remain here as a guard with Crofe.

When it comes to what Aka does the most, he knocks it down when his enemies come... This is how warriors usually spend their time in the hot springs samādhi, saying that it's something that keeps their English alive until the battle comes.

"Nyah."

"Nyah."

Sol, who was on Crofe's stomach, also jumped up and began to squirm when Yucconeer, who was coming to the scene again with the wind noise, popped out.

In such relaxing times, King Carla opens his mouth as he makes his body blurb.

"Looks like you've finally crossed the fiftieth tier."

After all, King Carla seemed to have known the fact. Naturally, the sound of the wind nodded with particular wonder if it was a dungeon master.

"I crossed it... but I don't want to talk to anyone who's pulling it"

King Carla laughs furiously at the words of the wind noise that came to this place first because he couldn't help but want to take a bath himself from now on. By the way, the other members have broken up and moved to each other. So it was thought that one of these days I would visit the bathroom as well.

"So what do you say? Isn't it time for you to get tough?

"Mm?"

The wind sounds reacted to words that could not be ignored. That would simply have made the dungeon harder...... but it also seemed to have inclusions for wind noise individuals. And without worrying about the wind noise with an astonishing gaze, King Carla continues the conversation.

"You are not the ones currently diving deepest into the Golden Winged Bird Temple, but there is no doubt that it is the white bunch that is the most powerful in its combat power. And the dungeons seem to be recognizing you as their greatest enemies and optimizing you."

The wind tilts his neck. Then I thought about what it meant and frowned.

"Erm. Does that mean we can't attack then?

King Carla shakes his neck sideways to the question of the wind noise that if measures are being taken against ourselves, we will not be able to cross any of them... While blurbing.

"Oh, you can't say that. Naturally, there are adjustments to the difficulty that other adventurers can reach, and it is necessary to take stages depending on the hierarchy. The dungeon. It's what we're going to do as we observe your behavior. I don't normally specialize in one party that much, but your power is too great."

The wind sounds puzzled by the words of King Carla.

"Why, such a hassle?

"A dungeon is a test of God. It is a being that gives people a test and at the same time gives them their consideration. according to it."

King Carla laughs and opens his mouth.

"As a result of your specialization, the holes that lead where you seek are also fixed"

The words opened the eyes of the wind noise.

"I am shown the strange streets lined with square buildings on a daily basis"

"Really? There really is, isn't there?

The sound of the wind climbed out and shouted.

In the past, Yuko said she saw the sight as well. But watching in real time is an important statement. He was also somewhat in doubt that the deepest hole was still through, especially with the dungeon's transformation into the Golden Winged Bird (Konji) Temple.

"As a result of the challenges previously challenged by the powerful, what has passed is still in its deepest depths. Your entry into this dungeon has made the hole even more stable."

The wind narrowed his eyes to the story of a sudden descent and gushing, but King Carla hadn't really cared. He turned to the ceiling without the wind and said, "Hmm. So far," he murmured.

"Um, why are you suddenly teaching me that if you didn't tell me before?

The wind sounds a natural question, but King Carla also laughs just a little before returning the answer.

"I'm so excited to get off the board. Permission to disclose that information appears to have been granted. I'm not sure what that means. You can see that the world is heterogeneous."

That being said, King Carla did not open his mouth any further and left as he finished the massage.

"Mmm."

I think of the wind noise as I drop it off.

"What. Trouble, sister?

Aka, who has also finished her massage, gets off the massage chair and asks the wind.

"Hmm, brother, what's a dungeon, huh?

"I don't."

"Oh."

To Aka's immediate response, it wasn't a very depressing breeze either because the wind sounds weren't particularly expected. I asked my brain muscle about that hand. Wind sounded understood that I was an idiot. Aka was a dependable man, but an idiot.

"A dungeon is how the world was born after the battle a thousand years ago."

Words flew in from Crofe there.

"A thousand years ago?

A wind noise reacts to it. A thousand years ago is the age seen around the same time as in this edition of Zexia Hearts. There are naturally few who are still alive from that time forward. Its slight presence was clofe.

"Yes, a demon king born out of the malice of one kingdom. Gentiles who defeated it. The dungeon raised its voice when they continued to fight and were recognized as heroes. At the same time, fate has unlocked the chains of the world and true freedom has come…"

"With Doyuko?

I don't know what the word means and the wind keeps asking, but Crofe shrugs her shoulders.

"I don't know. I didn't even ask you about it in the commissary."

"Shinto... you're related to God again"

Crofe also nodded slightly frowning at the allegation.

"Really? They keep saying things they don't wear, and most of them don't help. Shit."

The wind sighed as I watched that clofe react. If the information source was God, I honestly didn't feel like I could trace it from there to the wind. Norman, the god of the kingdom of Hyvern, whom I met before, had barely provoked the words of wind noise, nor was he proficient in flexicurity, threats, etc.

(However, you may be able to answer the questions we have asked, or you may want to ask them once.)

Now you can go right to the capital of Heyvern with the wedge of Naoki's return (Returners Staker), and you may be able to ask the god mule of the kingdom of Minciana through Yuko Sister. So beside what the wind sounds like,

"Nah, nah, nah, nah."

and Yucconeer and Sol were twisted together.

Unlike Tatsuo, by the way, Sol is not transcribed with knowledge or anything else, and grows with a little bit of knowledge. Sol was also a dragon specializing in solar attributes, as the name of the solar dragon named by Crofe, and unlike the sons of Crofe, who once died, at the moment its flesh also seemed to be a vessel capable of withstanding the forces it was housed in.

And the wind sounds were conceived as I watched Crofe squeal there and jump at the two of them, and the parents and children began to gobble.

(Hmm, there's still a real world ahead of the dungeon? But it doesn't matter what you think of the time lag, does it?

Daliang came to this world six hundred years ago, and Ao can confirm that as far as literature and so forth is concerned, eight hundred years ago, and even a thousand years ago, probably with events similar to the game, the first players to come to this world can go back at least a thousand years.

(Different passages of time? There's something about what this world is in the first place, and I'm pretty sure it's actually best to go down there)

"My sister. What the hell are you thinking?

"Brother. No, what's going on with the flow of time?

"I don't."

"That's right."

Aka is a sappy man. He's a different sapphic macho than the oddly jimmy ao, he's a fool but he's not retarded. I understood it was useless to think instinctively.

And the wind also stopped thinking for a moment, and stuck to Aka's arm like a koala and decided to indulge. That lasted until Naoki visited the bathroom with Lyle, and eventually Naoki was bogged down by the wind and sent to the hospital.