"-Go ho! -Go ho!... Pee... Pee, Pee.... Shit, I ate sand"

"................................................................................................."

As the waves drew, the two were flushed far from the hall.

The heir (Tsugutsu), wet all the way to his head, scowls resentfully at the direction of the distant hall as he wipes the water from his face.

"What the hell was that? The last arr... Skills? Or is that what you call magic?

"... monsters can't do magic. So maybe skills................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

Did you drink considerable water when it was flushed, Roulier's stomach was swollen to bread.

Looking at his belly, which swelled so brilliantly, Lourier sprayed a pew and water from his mouth as his inquisitive heir followed Pommi with her fingers.

"Can't a monster use magic..."

"All the time. I have to catch a spell, so I can't talk... Kep"

Are you happy to be able to explain to his successor, Roulier had his half-eyes shining with a pocky stomach and his face.

When his heir pressed his stomach again, Rulier sprayed the pew and water as he throated and faced.

"Well, what did you do? That's pretty bad. I didn't see anything in that room that looked like an exit, and you'd better stay away from it."

"Kep. You should."

The two began to turn back the way they came so as to leave the hall.

Before long, I could see the branch I had just passed ahead, but when I saw the scenery, my successor felt a fierce sense of prescience.

I didn't notice it when I was heading into the hall, but now that I've turned back the aisle, the divide from the other side had become a beautiful Y-shaped road. That was the end point of the trash hole. It was terribly similar to that Y-shaped road that reunited with Lourier through the first hall.

………………

The heir thought of something only for a moment overlooking the Y-shaped road, but never uttered the thought that came to mind.

"Did you look up the road to the left?

"You haven't."

The road that originally came is from the road to the right of the Y-shaped road. I couldn't help but turn back to you leaving an unexplored place behind, so the two decided to keep going down the road to the left.

The road to the left was an irreplaceable main road. There are no monsters out there, and thus the journey of peace continues.

After going down the main road for a while, I saw another new divide.

It is a path that extends forward diagonally to the left and rearward diagonally to the right.

The heir often stopped in front of the branch and observed to stare at the two paths.

And now as he stepped silently onto the road to the left, he took only a few steps and suddenly looked back to the divide.

………………

The sight of his heir reflected a familiar constructed Y-shaped path.

――

The successor walking in front suddenly looked back, so Roulier leaned his neck, saying, "Rin,

"... no, nothing"

and the heir proceeded straight down the left aisle.

Nothing happened, we reached the hall at the end of the road.

There, it was the same submerged hall as before, but now there were no monsters like Cyclops, instead an island in the middle of the hall - rather than a stage-like rock scaffold could be confirmed peeking from the water.

"- Mm!"

When Roulier raised his voice like he was suddenly excited, he jumped into the water in the hall.

She was the heir in a hurry for her sudden behavior, but the water seemed shallow and the jumped in rulier has legs on it. The water depth is only around her thighs, maybe fifty centimeters at most or not.

Roulier continues toward the center of the hall, scratching the water with Pasha Pasha.

"Oh, man. You might have a bluekiller fish, so watch it!

"Okay."

While answering that, his heir follows him as he leaks, "You definitely don't get it, you," to Rulier, who goes on without even glancing at the surface of the water.

Apparently, the heir's apprehension was worrying. I don't see a single fish shadow in the water.

Rulier, who reached the scaffolding in the middle of the hall without particular danger, climbs on top of it.

"Yay. Awesome. Awesome and -... Awesome!

Roulier was happy with his vocabulary on the rocky stage. Rarely did his expressionless cheeks tremble and he looked excited.

That's what she was staring at.

"Crate -!"

It was a stone box about fifty centimetres long, hundred centimetres across and fifty centimetres tall.

A stone box that seems to have been beautifully sharpened out of the white rock that shapes the hierarchy you are currently in and finished by carving in elegant decorations. That's three in line.

"... this is the chest?

The book "Introduction to Dungeonology," read in the Adventurer's Guild, stated that the dungeon comes out boiling with what is called a crate. When my heir read it, I also thought, "It's not a game and it's such an idiot," but since it's my heir with the knowledge of the game, I was wondering if there was something else that just made the inscribed letter recognisable as a 'chest', unlike the literal 'chest' in fact.

But in fact the chest in front of me was rightly a literal 'chest'. Obviously, a beautiful box of stones that would have been made at the hands of men was nicely arranged at the bottom of a 0% survival pit.

(You're crazy, this is...)

Firstly, as a major premise, "Introduction to Dungeonology" states that dungeons are naturally occurring, and existence itself is a form of natural phenomenon. It was noted.

(Then what is this?)

The dungeon is bright for some reason even if there is no light.

The walls of the dungeon come back to normal on their own, even if they dig back.

These phenomena are obviously anomalies, but they are nevertheless caves of different worlds, so maybe unknown laws of physics work and such strange phenomena happen - the heirs were convinced that way. But I'm not convinced about this chest.

Who the hell can be convinced when they say that something like this comes out boiling and that it is part of a natural phenomenon?

(In the first place, there must be someone who designed this chest. What do you think the author of that book thinks the dungeon is a natural phenomenon?

As her heir silently contemplated, she heard a cute roar from across.

Turning his gaze to his voice, Roulier was about to push the lid of the chest open.

Gacon makes a heavy noise and the chest opens.

"- So, what are you doing opening it on your own!? What if there's a trap or something!

"... Wana? Mm, already."

"Mm, blind spot... you're not"

"But I was going, so I went."

Listening to the heir's novel is also there, and Rulier peeks into the chest with his eyes sparkling.

He was the heir who sighed at the look of it, but still interested in the contents of the crate, from the side of the rulier, peered into it.

It was there...

"... a knife?

There was only one potun and knife in the big box.

Regardless of the good and bad of the knife, I miss it quite a bit on the picture.

"That's all..."

"... I still have two crates. The shabu is coming up."

The rest of the chest will also be opened while alerting the trap.

It was the ring that was in the second chest. The more you nodded, the bigger the heir could get in, the smaller ring was just one potpound. It is a lonely picture surface that surpasses a knife.

And finally, in the third chest...

"This is yummy"

In front of the treasure chest, he looked like a lourier hoisting a scoop, sparkling his sleepy half-eye.

Yes, incomprehensibly, the contents of the last crate were Scoop.

Knives, rings and scoops.

It's a disappointing lineup to be honest considering it came out of a treasure chest this big and flashy.

Is this really all, the heir touches the treasure chest uncluttered with petrification.

Leaving Rulier tripping with Scoop up, his heir continued to look into the empty chest for a while, but nothing in particular was found.

Eventually his successor gave up and sighed. - So suddenly,

"Equipped with Master's Steel Knife +1"

"- What?"

The notification of the skill [system log LV1] built into the tag echoed in my head.

SSS

I have some gear called artifacts.

Unlike normal swords, armor, etc., it is about special equipment that has an area that can accumulate magic - what humans in this world call 'souls'.

As the status tag does, the 'soul' of an artifact is individually inscribed with skills, and those equipped with the artifact can use the skills inscribed in that 'soul' as one of their skills.

A valuable piece of equipment that anyone who is an adventurer would want - and that's the artifact - because skills that require a lot of effort to acquire and train, while being an important element of battle, can be easily used.

Master's Steel Knife + 1 [Cut Out LV2]

Treasury Gold Coin Ring + 2 [Item Box LV3]

Lifting Iron Scoop [Rigid LV1]

At the end of his heir's gaze, there were three such valuables lined up.

The items that came out of the crate were apparently all three artifacts, and when I poured in the magic, the equipment name and skills appeared in the Gear column of the status, along with the announcement of gear completion by [System Log].

"... Mmm, 'Excoliper' is mine. I want it back."

In front of a scoop arranged on the ground, Roulier, who was somehow seated at the front, raised his hand in a pip and delivered his opinion.

"... well, apart from giving it back because we're splitting it up anyway, you seriously want that scoop?

The heir asked - listened to about the mysterious name of the excolliper - Lourier.

I can't tell you much about those good and bad because I don't know exactly how the skills on each artifact work, but the skills on the scoop are still level one. The lowest skill level of the three, The Powerful Iron Scoop, is arguably the most hazy piece of equipment if you take it honestly. No, it's debatable from the fact that Scoop is the gear in the first place.

"Mmm, I know Tuguto wants an excoliper, too. But I found it just now. You should slack on me."

Yeah, I don't want it. And the heir thought.

But it is also wild to say to Roulier, who shines his half-eyes and stares at Scoop, something that waters him.

Hence...

"Well...... if that's all you have to say. Honestly I want quite a bit of it too... but seriously... this time only... let's give it up"

".................. Tuguto, thanks. I'm sure, I'm sure I'll take it easy."

Rulier moistened his eyes as he was extremely impressed by his successor, who demonstrated his wasted acting skills.

She was very honest.

"Instead, the other two belong to Tuguto"

"Huh?"

- - Two artifacts remained in the hands of his heirs: "Master's Steel Knife +1" and "Treasury Gold Coin Ring +2" on the threshold of being pushed off by Roulier. As far as the level of skill attached is concerned, there is almost no doubt that these two artifacts are better than Scoop's.

(Weird. What is this guilt?)

The heir looked to Rulier, who again scooped with sparkling eyes, with a subtle look.