Sevens

I did a few test runs, and when the porter was adjusted, I took to the blacksmith to pick up my weapon.

Aramsarth, a miscellaneous city, is like a maze in itself.

But there are times when I live here, so I can go where I need to be.

I thank Clara for writing the map and Miranda for directing me.

As I walk that way, there is a sign where I entered a slightly narrower path.

He was a blacksmith who used it at Aramsarth, working with not only weapons, but also protective equipment. There were many blacksmiths because iron was readily available.

But when it comes to adventurers, they really don't open stores on the street.

It tells the story of a city called Aramsarth, where the shopkeeper was a dwarf.

He had a mojo mustache and featured a red nose.

When I say hello, the shopkeeper smiles too.

"How about that. What did you ask for?

"It's done. But is this a good idea? I did make it sturdy... but it's a little heavy when you look at it as a sabel."

The specially made savel was thickened even though it could be heavy. I can handle it even if it's a little heavy right now.

Above all, with a few hits, it's quickly missing.

Because there are so many demons armed with iron, Sabel does not have quality objects on Aramsarth. There are many things that are too expensive to buy even if you keep them.

When I receive five servels, I see other things.

An exploding arrow with a demon stone at the end of the bow and arrow.

It is also used by students to earn cash.

However, I couldn't get the numbers together this time, so I asked someone at the blacksmith to create them.

"... you've got enough."

"I have to work with Kittin for what I got. When a customer leaves, I will soon fold up a shop in a place like this. Nevertheless…"

Nevertheless, the shopkeeper says looking at the arrows I bought.

"What's up?

"No, it's not like a massive party challenges the labyrinth, or there's a war nearby. There's not enough weapons in this hand in that condition."

Arrows with plots to explode on arrows are quite expensive.

It doesn't have to be a lot of money for a bottle or two, but if the numbers come together, it's more than double the price of a normal arrow.

Plus, if things are bad, they don't explode, they're weak, and many other defective products.

It's hard to manage.

Since it was not suitable for prolonged storage, it was normal to decide on the amount to use and request the required amount.

Sometimes it explodes after being attacked, so it is difficult to manage.

I can't even use it because I'm scared without my luggage. But in the labyrinth you can count on it... it is such a weapon.

"Someone must have bought it in large quantities. I couldn't buy it from where I bought it before."

When I laughed, the store owner gave me the product while telling me to be careful.

And tell me.

"With that said, what happened to the girl on the side pony last time?

They asked me about Nowem, so I told them I wasn't with them.

Store owner who seems a little sorry.

He seems to like Nowem even though Dwarf's aesthetic sensations are different from those of humans.

"I would have served you had I been there, I'm sorry"

"That was a shame. Now I'll bring you in."

That said, the shopkeeper laughs out.

"She likes it, too. Bring me back."

I took the goods and paid for them, and I left the blacksmith.

- Aria had inspected the equipment before challenging the labyrinth.

Lyell and Poyo Poyo are the ones checking the contents loaded on the porter.

Otherwise, he inspects his belongings.

I woke up early in the morning for breakfast in the garden of the Circleys' mansion.

Still in the dark, Clara is magically inspecting her own luggage as she lights up.

The surroundings were also checking their baggage with that light.

(Fine, you're being considerate)

Aria looked at Clara and thought that.

Check your luggage and inspect your equipment. The porter also loaded a spare weapon, so you had to inspect it first.

"All right, now we're good!

These big plans - if you stay in the labyrinth for more than a few days and try, you really have trouble if you're not ready.

Forget one package, and if you die, you will have remorse.

That's why I've been doing a lot of checks since the day before.

I was looking around when I was ready, remembering Lila's teachings.

Even though Miranda was shallower than herself as an adventurer, she was calm and confirmed.

"Here, I forgot my water bottle!

"Huh? But the porter's loaded with water... Hih! Sorry!"

"I'll get it right away. Check the contents."

Such Miranda had even checked Shannon.

The mansion was closed, so Shannon borrowed his keys and headed to the front door.

Clara was checking every piece of her luggage as she looked at the notes.

Point your fingers at it and check one at a time.

"Ok, this is ok... and the second check is ok"

Looks like he checked twice. Now I was checking it out while packing it up.

I can't imitate that.

I didn't see it on the books, but I was checking my luggage to see if it was professional as a support.

That's how I turn my gaze to Nowem.

Is it already over, Nowem heads under the Lyells to load his baggage into the porter?

Then he stops and suddenly stares at the wall.

Aria turns her gaze to you too, but she's afraid of ghost-like things because of the dimness.

(You don't see anything weird... but it's Nowem)

Even for Aria, Nowem was an opponent without a grasp.

I know Miranda is on guard. For some reason, they sometimes create a tingling air.

When he turned his gaze on the fence, he suddenly saw signs.

"Oh, something..."

There was a little bird on the fence.

A bird that flies when it sees Nowem.

(I wonder if Nowem is nervous too)

Nor does it look like he already cared, Nowem took his stuff to Lyell's.

Shannon, coming out of the mansion, locks up and returns to Miranda.

"The water's in there, isn't it?

"I got it right in there."

Then Miranda took the water bottle from Shannon, opened the lid and took a sip of the contents.

"... it's not water, is it, this?

"Oh, hey!

To Shannon, who slapped herself with a lovely little hand, Miranda was grinning with a smile on her fist against her head.

"If you want to keep it like this, bring water into a different water bottle. You can have your own luggage."

To Miranda's words, Shannon points to Porter.

"You just have to load it on the porter!

"Porter is going to load more! Okay, one more time, I'm coming!

Watching the sisters fight, Aria thought.

(Something tells me Porter is normally treated like a buddy...)

I was just a little unconvinced aria.

And see the Lyells.

"You can still afford it."

He looks satisfied when he sees the luggage loaded on the porter.

Lyell, who was so happy to boast of the finished porter, looked like a child to Aria.

"We're going to load up the demonic stones and materials we're going to collect, so what about this stuff? I wanted to make the porter bigger so I could stay up. Poor little chicken bastard. How pathetic of you to be in a wild house..."

Lyell, who was called poor, says back.

"Hey, who's poor? It's in the labyrinth, so I don't think it's Nojuku. There's no storm."

- Aria is.

(I knew Lyell was uneven somewhere too... or I'm the only decent one at this party...)

Aria was also a lot more successful and certainly decent as an adventurer.

It's just, what about as a girl? He's more manly than before.

(Ha, I need to hold on)

That's what I thought.

Having entered the labyrinth of Aramsarth, I finally got to challenge my ancestors with all my personnel and gear.

I also feel like I was spending months completing my porter and making a dime.

But I'm supposed to be growing a little too.

Arrange Aria and Miranda at the avant-garde, and I'll be right behind you.

And there are Nowem and Clara in the center and Porter following them in the rear.

Shannon was on the ceiling for the porter going down the labyrinth aisle of Aramsarth, which was 10% wide.

Next to the porter, Poyo Poyo refrains. I watched Shannon and cautioned him several times to get off the ceiling and get on the carrier.

Clara tells me.

"I've been diving here many times lately, so you're going to be able to travel fast to the fifth basement floor"

Many times he tried the labyrinth, walking, and carrying luggage and personnel.

For what it's worth, I remember the directions to the fifth basement.

Even if the labyrinth was moving and the road was changing, there wouldn't be that much greater change than the last time I tried.

"I've tried so many times with that."

When I say that to Clara, Nowem looks at me and says:

"Don't push yourself too hard, Master Lyell."

He seems worried.

"I didn't force it, though. I'm just gonna put my stuff and people on the porter and move around. When it comes to the Porter of" Beared Lyell, "it's now popular among adventurers."

To say a little bit of pride was to soothe the tense atmosphere.

Nowem gets cautious.

"You can't, Master Lyell. Don't let the leader get distracted."

"Absolutely."

Clara also agreed, Shannon, who was watching it from above the porter, was laughing.

"No Leader"

I pointed my finger and laughed, so I tried to tell Shannon back...

"Look, I'm here! Two forward. Goblins."

When Aria raises her voice, I pull out the sabel and give her instructions.

"Deal with it with Aria and Mr. Miranda. The rest are on alert."

Then Mr. Miranda and Aria deal with the goblins that are on their way. A shallow place in the labyrinth - up to the fifth basement floor, you can just change the avant-garde and move on.

Basically, the two women are in light clothes, but Goblin was soon defeated.

Aria poked me to death, Mr. Miranda slashed me in the eye with the first dagger, poked me one more with the second dagger in the steeple where the movement was dull -.

(What, this... isn't a moment)

I thought it would only take a little longer, but the two of them were moving sharper than before.

When Aria enters perimeter alert, Clara moves out.

Dive deep, and this time only the Demon Stone will be recovered. Once the material is obtained in large quantities here, the luggage will be filled before it reaches the thirtieth basement floor.

When I helped recover the Demon Stone, I heard a second generation from the treasure ball.

Strange, isn't it?

I also have a third generation voice.

"What?

The second generation says.

'It's a person. I've never been noticeable, but when I leave the job to you, you suddenly can't do the job?

The fourth generation also agreed.

'There is. Until now, you don't have to, or something, do you? But I'm in charge and I have to! Something like that.'

The fifth generation also says.

"If there were ten, two to three of them would be wasted. Instead, two or three of the rest of you work hard. '

The sixth generation has told me.

"When that happens, until now, Lyell has wasted other members," he said.

A little heartbreaking.

I just have a verse that comes to mind, I can't say it back.

The seventh generation follows me.

'Skill performance is broken. It just won't be Lyell's fault either. It's also a big change that Aria has become a little bit aware of.'

The seventh generation also follows Aria.

I've been manly lately, but the movement has become adventurous.

I didn't just do what I was told, I was doing what I could before I was told.

That only helps because this one doesn't give instructions and I can turn my consciousness on something else.

Just - the second generation says.

"But don't feel tingly in some different way"

Fourth generation says.

"What? Is he the same guy as the first generation?

I was curious, so I was listening to a conversation I could hear from the treasure ball while helping Clara.

"No, Miranda is on guard if she does and around, and Nowem has kind of a vibe today...... I hope it's because of her mind"

I looked over the party.

Sure, you look more nervous than usual.

(Aiming for the thirtieth floor underground without skills, so it's not just?

It just doesn't start when we talk about it here, so I told him I was moving.

"Finished collection. Well, shall we move? We need to get to where we can go by the end of the day."

So when I tried to walk out, everyone started moving about the placement earlier.

We headed to the planned breaking point.

There was a good place on the fifth basement, so I headed there and it was bright in the room.

I'll put my head on it.

"You're not following me. A client."

A different party was taking a break there.

It may be a short time, but this one is still not waiting for it.

Clara says.

"Priority lies with the adventurers who are taking a break first. Want to negotiate? We might leave, though."

I'll see how long it takes to get here.

(So far, so good for you. I also remembered the road...... go ahead and secure an affordable place)

The skills of the fifth and sixth generations made it extremely rare to encounter other adventurers.

Many of these small unscheduled events.

"No, let's move on. I'll take the next break longer. Mr. Miranda will take turns with me. Aria, can we still go?

Aria nodded.

"Of course."

Mr. Miranda was a little troubled, but seems to have decided to follow my instructions.

"... the leader's instructions. Let me back off."

I'll take turns with Mr. Miranda and start moving.

Second generation says.

'I knew it was unfavourable to have a small number. Or resting here......'

The basement fifth floor had many adventurers going on a break, whether to move on or return.

Some parties, like us, stay overnight on the road.

(I wanted to take a break here because there are so many of those adventurers)

To ensure safety, there are many parties that keep the demons around them down. So it was suitable for a break because it was rarely raided during the break.

(Sudden rescheduling is hard)

That's what I thought, so I set foot on the sixth basement.

The second generation says.

'Nah, that doesn't feel right. I feel like I've been ahead of you. "

Many parties complain that their peers are taking a break from where they did plan to be.

But that went hand in hand with wearing the obfuscation.

I feel like complaining, too, but I'm not actually going to.

It's just...

(Sure, you're in a bad mood)