Four shadows are traveling at high speeds through the dark woods.
The light of the stars floating in the night sky had ensured me some vision.
When those who were running ahead raise their hands, they pause perfectly as if they had breathed together.
One finger was raised, and at the tip of the point, the ground was bulging wide, with a large hole.
Whoever sees it can tell it's the entrance to the dungeon.
The side walls of the dungeon are filled with countless light crystals, emitting light for twenty-four hours.
The four people who arrived at their destination were completing their alignment with nature, no matter who gave them instructions.
"Everybody, I'm going to hang an attack on this C-level dungeon now. Don't be alarmed because you think it's a C-level dungeon. Seriously!! That's good."
"Ha!!
The identity of the quartet was an S-class adventurer party led by the masked adventurer Charlemagne.
This time Charlemagne is rapidly convening members to come to this C-level dungeon.
There are six of us at Charlemagne's party, including Charlemagne.
Three of them had been summoned this time.
All three of them excelled in combat.
"Is there a problem with this C-level dungeon? And make an emergency call... What the hell?
One adventurer spoke out in wonder.
Sometimes it is called an emergency call, and I expect that something irregular has occurred.
But I can't even feel a particular rush from Captain Charlemagne.
"This time I called to confirm your strength. I'm gonna set up an attack on the dungeon now. You insult me that it's a C-level dungeon, and if there was a guy out of hand, be prepared because I'll work him out straight away!!
"Do you attack in the middle of the night like this?
Another adventurer speaks.
"Not much has changed in the dungeons, day or night! More than that, you're going to contest what I do, aren't you? If anyone doesn't want to do it, step forward here and now!! I'll give you harsher punishment than diving into a dungeon."
Charlemagne's voice color changes and the tone of his voice retracts one step.
Cold sweat poured down the spines of the adventurers in alignment.
"I'll do it!!
The words infused the mood of all the party members.
"I'll accompany you and cover you. You guys get in formation and go for the lowest level of the C-level dungeon!!
"Ha!!
Charlemagne's party members hold a light meeting.
Usually, the captain Charlemagne forms a formation as the lead, but this time he says he will provide backward support.
After setting the impromptu formation, the C-level dungeon offense was launched.
Naturally, all Charlemagne party members are S-class adventurers.
Clarified, I don't even struggle with the demons that show up in a C-level dungeon.
All the demons that show up are gently punished with a single blow.
Charlemagne stared at the state of it as though it were natural from the rear.
"It's broken down into two strands. Go left!!
"Roger!!
Charlemagne tells me the route he knows. The members follow the route as well.
Raging fast advances never stopped to the bottom.
All right, that's it.
"Captain. Don't you have to defeat the Dungeon Master?
"Mm-hmm. No need, it's over here"
Charlemagne turns his attention to the clock he had prepared in advance.
At that moment, the impact ran through my body.
"Five hours, three minutes... I didn't know you were faster than an S-class adventurer..."
Charlemagne recalls the labels he dived into the dungeon with this afternoon.
Charlemagne had two faces.
One named her mother's surname, and put a mask on herself and around her tough S-class adventurer Alice Charlemagne.
The other is Alice Renoir, who can take a mask and expose herself to the age appropriate. This is my real name.
Charlemagne has spent every day as an S-class adventurer while successfully using these two selves.
Harsh Charlemagne alone had a mind, so when it came to the holidays, he removed his mask and relieved stress and balanced his mind by spending time on his own.
It was a real coincidence that Alice and the label met in the market.
I went to the market distracted and just really found a bargain and reached out.
So I was really surprised when I met with the label.
That's because I've been searching for the label ever since I heard from Squad, but I couldn't find it.
Alice, who stumbled upon the label, played an aggressive B-class adventurer and was forced to make contact.
We were to dive into the dungeon together in the course of the conversation that followed.
That's when I equipped myself with a face guard and saw the label hiding my face, and I found out why I couldn't find the label.
And rumor labels and attacking begin.
Naturally, Alice didn't mean it to hide what she called an S-class adventurer.
The labels are made up of two C-level adventurers and one porter.
I also heard that the boy is still shallow after becoming an adventurer.
Add Alice and we'll finally be a quartet.
In a way that goes with it, this time the attacking main member is one in three.
Same number of people, but fewer labels in terms of the number of people you can fight.
"They said they kept diving the same dungeon. So it's natural that you know more about this dungeon than we do. But they're class C adventurers. No matter how much information you say you have, you say the basic potential is completely different... it's utterly horrible."
Charlemagne was grinning unknowingly.
"If we're going to compete for offensive time in a dungeon other than this one, we're all going to win. But I lost in this dungeon."
Charlemagne stood up to the occasion and compared what was different from ourselves.
"One thing I can say is that the attack speed is fast without interruption. Fast start from discovering enemies to moving to attack"
I meditate on my eyes and think back to my daytime attack.
"Besides. I don't think there was any futile movement at all. How can we work with wasteless moves like that?
Charlemagne remembered the battle of his companions watching from the rear.
"This one has strong individual powers and everyone will defeat them in one blow, so there may have been some time between them or some alarm in their movements before attacking them"
Totally useless combat.
At the best of all meals, it feels like you're offering to defeat the demon.
"The location was communicated the moment the demon appeared, and the battlefield was always tidy and turned into a demon stone just seconds after the demon died. He also gave me the potion replenishment when he wanted it with the breath of an abalone."
At that moment, Charlemagne realized something.
"While I was attacking...... I forgot. The S-class adventurer that I'm attacking with the C-class adventurer..."
That was a stunning fact.
I can't believe there are C-level adventurers who can match S-level adventurers.
"Ha ha. There are Class C adventurers who attack faster than the party they cemented in Class S. This fact...... can you believe it? No, I don't believe it. All this too by that label!? If this is the power of a former SS porter..."
Porter says the label that was being asked by the squad.
I heard you were a former SS class party porter, but you were still insulting me somewhere in your mind that you would be a porter you couldn't fight.
But when we actually dive together, I have to say that my thoughts were stupid.
Charlemagne acknowledged and reflected on his clarity and stupidity.
"Uhm I have decided!! I asked Mr. Label to come into my party at all costs. That would make my party perfect. And I can't get rid of those two..."
In only one attack did Charlemagne acknowledge the power of the label, and he was indulged in it.
"It was. You have to tell your Uncle Skward, don't you? [Mr. Label had his guild banished, but he kept diving into the dungeons every day. Of course, she's fine and she doesn't need my help.]"
Despite wearing a further mask, Charlemagne was overexcited to return to Alice the Vegan.
Charlemagne doesn't realize that.
If my men had noticed what was going on now, they would all have been surprised, lost their hips and fallen over.
Thereafter, Charlemagne will continue to visit the label as class B adventurer Alice.
Knowing the people on the label as we deepen our interactions, more and more times we look at them with wonder.
Is that what you want the label for, or is it for a different purpose?
Alice herself gradually became oblivious.
After Charlemagne's encounter with the label, for the harshest month of the year, the monster was about to enter the breeding season as he crawled out of the dungeon.