Then we decided to rendezvous safely with the Travis and the others who were fighting in the middle of the island and exchange information about the achievements we had made.
Though I didn't worry about it at all in the first place, there was still one of them safe, and I didn't even bother to use [repair] to heal the wound.
The trouble with the battle in the middle of the island was the quantity without one or two, but it also seemed fine if we cleaned it up in turn from the side where it emerged.
"Well, let's start with the report on the findings"
Ambrose just cuts out what I wanted to hear.
Ambrose was entrusted with exploring deep waterways by bird-shaped demons.
Whether or not you can travel by boat to the third tier is an important factor that will determine the success or failure of future operations, so I would definitely like to hear a good report.
"Let's conclude. There was no obstructionist obstruction during the movement of the waterway. In addition, there should be no obstruction to the passage of very small vessels in terms of breadth on the surface and depth below the surface"
I stroke my chest down with my heart for the first good news.
But it still seemed like there was going to be a continuation of the report, so I decided to wait for the continuation of Ambrose's remarks without pinching an extra mouth.
"There was a fence that could be an obstacle, but it would be easily destructible. Problem is, next thing you know, right after you're out of the waterway."
"... you were able to reach the third tier?
"We got intercepted shortly after we passed and the connection (link) was broken"
Ambrose said lightly that he could not escape listening very much in a tone that was no different from his daily conversation.
If there was indeed no obstruction, it should have been reached, but we cannot ignore that it was intercepted shortly afterwards.
"The details of the attack suffered are unknown. But it was never strong (...) gi (...) ru (...). It was powerful enough to stop the birds it sent in, but it wasn't erased by excessive destructive power."
"Whatever you feel, let me work. You think that was Agate Lamb's interception mechanism?
"Honestly, I can't say for sure either... you didn't feel 'ambushed' when they did"
Shaking gently the sleeves wrapped around the long hem, Ambrose pales the contents as he feels them.
"Shortly after seeing the third tier of light, the consciousness of the user demon (over there) was interrupted, but it was done without any sign, so at first he said, 'Did you even accidentally hit the wall with the operation?' As much as I thought."
"I mean, Agate Lamb's fighting power wasn't ambushing, it was just a low-power interceptor...?
"Or has there been a completely unrelated wildlife that has been hunted as just an inadvertent bird? You were abrupt enough to feel that way and light enough to clap it out."
I put my hand on my mouth as I put my arms around it and organized my thoughts on the report from Ambrose in my head.
There was no interception mechanism halfway through the waterway, to the extent that there were some obstacles but could be destroyed without any problems.
But I didn't get any information on the way out of the waterway.
The reason is that the bird-shaped user demon has been tailored, but the cause cannot be determined.
At least there was no way Agate Lamb's doll was ambushing him, and the hypothesis that he didn't get excessive firepower, he just became a wildlife hunter, couldn't be abandoned.
"As far as I'm concerned, you just want it to be a pattern that's unluckily targeted by local demons. Did you send a second one in?
"I stopped that. In case that was Agate Lamb's surveillance interception system, you might feel manipulative if the second one gets lost while standing."
"Wise. It would help if you could make the right decision."
A bird in the second tier gets lost in the waterway and reaches the third tier - this alone would normally be possible.
But shortly after the first one was finished, if the second or third one flew in with little time lag, they might just suspect, 'Isn't someone sending it in from the second tier'?
That, of course, is the story of Agate Lamb's real-time surveillance of the exits of the waterways, which is irrelevant if it was just an automatic interception system or an unfortunate accident, but it is a possibility that we have never come to consider.
"Let's put a second forward reconnaissance behind us. There should be no problem with simultaneous construction of the craft to unload the ship."
"Got it. Bring me the wizard of the main business next. I want to cage in the lab for a while because I want to do more research."
I inadvertently loosen my mouth with bitter laughter at a caged narrative of emotions like never before.
A new research subject would undoubtedly mean Dagon.
The first thing that links the experience of that battle to research is the ambrose-like idea of researchers as their main business.
"... by the way, we just fought a warcraft like Hydra's best balls. This is getting weird again. Thank you. The Dagon that I fought earlier was a substitute for this Mother Hydra integration."
"That's interesting! Can you tell me more about it? As for the Warcraft, I'm guessing that Hydra had a medallion, too? I just wanted to let you use either Dagon or Hydra medallions if you like..."
"As, well. We'll get back to the ship. Faces on the lake will be waiting with their necks long."
I decided to take everyone out of this island, forgiving Ambrose for his rare and fortifying vocabulary.
On the lake, Leila and the voicemail adventurers are waiting for us to return now or now.
If you don't tell him you're safe as soon as possible, Leila's going to work hard to figure it out.