That's how we left the Hollow Bottom Fortress and headed for the big hole that exists behind the Rock Mountain Zone.

The first hierarchy is a relatively safe one in the 'Ark of Elements', but it still remains the habitat of a mighty demon named Dragon, and it uses nerves to take a nobleman like the first time he stepped into a dungeon.

"Phew, this is the dungeon... the world that spreads behind The Millennium Corridor of Naruto? It's creepy enough to be on the ground."

The Duke of Kingswell rides himself out of the ceiling carriage window and looks up at the underground space interestingly.

Exactly. The mission was supposed to travel in a carriage all the way down the road, as there was no way to extend the walk of a mission to which the old man was also a member.

Speed is no different than walking.

Going for a big hole on a white wolf walk or the face of golden fangs, I am used to moving my body from time to time, and I am able to follow the carriage without great difficulty.

"If you believe the information you get from the local demons, it seems that a dungeon was meant to store the environment on the ground. Well, if you look at the whole continent, it's mostly just caves and underground buildings."

Wise man says, "This dungeon was the first one that he created, the prototype of all the dungeons."

The other nobles of the mission said that the shadows of the dragons lay bare in the distance, but the Duke of Kingswell was flat in such a way as where the wind blows.

On the contrary, it was an atmosphere that I didn't know when to say I was getting off the carriage.

"If my fool's brother through the labyrinth saw this... he must have forgotten me more than ever before"

"... I don't mind your interest, but I don't recommend exploring amateurs"

"No, no, I'm not thinking that far. Nominally, this visit to Green Hollow is supposed to be an on-site visit. At the very least, you'll need to do something like that."

He's still an unreadable old man.

Though this kind of personality may be more appropriate for a political rush.

- Anyway, while we're at it, we'll get through the rocky mountain zone without a thing, and we'll get to the big hole that leads to the fourth tier.

Where I come in front of the spiral passage, the face of the mission loses words to surprise.

The huge vertical hole, where many dragons are loose and different, is a sight that even our adventurers can see, but it seemed even more shocking to the unfamiliar faces of the dungeons.

"This great hole leads directly to the fourth tier, which is the destination. Inside the walls, ancient passageways are carved out in a spiral, allowing you to safely travel to the lowest end of the big hole"

As a representative of the Knights leading the mission, I once again explained the spiral passage of the Great Hole.

"The lower end of the big hole had its mouth open to the ceiling on the fourth tier, from where the tip takes advantage of the ceiling and a rear-attached passage built along the wall. By the way, there's a window-like hole in the spiral passage wall, but don't get yourself on it."

Some members of the mission laugh at whether the last sentence I added was taken as a joke to soothe the place.

But as far as I'm concerned, it's serious advice.

Recovery is impossible if you fall from a big hole.

Immediate death is inevitable if it's not a skill to travel through the air like Theodore, or a means to withstand the damage of a crash, and if it does, there's nothing I can do about it in my [repair].

"Shall we leave now?"

Led by the White Wolf Knights, the mission and a direct escort continue down the spiral passage, with a line of golden fang troops cementing the tail.

Whenever I see a dragon going for the first tier, I get a voice from the mission that is neither screaming nor cheering, and every time I walk slowly.

Face to face with Garnett and smile bitterly.

When I've been acting with knights and adventurers in the field all the time, I also feel fresh about such a natural reaction.

- Eventually, when we finished down the spiral passage and reached the aerial corridor set up along the ceiling of the fourth tier, a blatant fear came from the face of the mission.

"It's okay. The columns in the aisle [blend] with the ceiling, so you won't fall out if you have a considerable load on them."

Still, the nobles of the mission reluctant to go down the air corridor.

Where a slight frustration appeared on Garnett's face, the Duke of Kingswell appeared from behind the face of the mission.

"Not at all... If you're a young nobleman who doesn't know war, what are you gonna do when you're scared? Compared to a battlefield where arrows and magic come down, it would be like a delightful plaything."

The Duke of Kingswell took the initiative, dressed in heat-resistant gear, and when he flatly advanced to the air corridor, he suddenly said, "Whoa!" He raised his voice.

"This is a more interesting sight than I imagined. On the ground... you can say that? Anyway, you can also see demons crawling around the ground. Is that red glowing pond lava? I don't know if there are any more creatures swimming in the lava..."

Watching the Duke of Kingswell, the highest ranking member of the mission, walk down the air corridor with pleasure rather than fright, followed by the other nobles pompous as they gazed at each other's complexions.

They also deepened their perception that they were safe as more people crossed, and it didn't take much longer for everyone to resume their journey.

I adjusted my stride, followed next to the Duke of Kingswell, and casually put into words what came to my mind.

"Your Excellency seems to like the dungeon."

"... Your Excellency too, huh? Certainly. I've watched my stupid brother be fascinated by the investigation of the labyrinth with a dazzling look like any other HR, but apparently the blood is in contention"

A grin mocked himself in the old face of the Duke of Kingswell.

"The difference between me and my brother-in-law is whether I turned my attention to a mysterious treasure trove called Dungeon or not... maybe that's just it. But it doesn't make any difference what I'm supposed to do."

Theodore's Adventurer Party greets us when we arrive on the fourth level.

"Hey, good luck. Let us guide you from here. Instead, let me ask you to monitor him."

Ahead of Theodore saying so and turning his gaze, Nurzuli, a demon general under multiple magical restraints, stood in an unfathomable manner.