Sevens

Twenty-nine hierarchies...

Miranda checks for daggers and knives lowered to her hips.

Because I choose clothing that is easier to move around than before, my body lines are appearing.

Although there are some metal parts such as light clothing, such as kneecaps, they could not be described as heavy equipment because of the emphasis on ease of movement.

Still...

"Yes, I'm done."

Throw the dagger you had in your right hand into an orga wrapped in iron weapons, which pierces your eyes.

It was Aria who jumped from the direction in which her vision was taken.

Coming up to the 29th basement floor, Aria also begins to use more skills on boulders.

More than double the muscle strength and hardening of the weapon - plus a powerful blow to the face of the orga.

He pierced his head with a short spear, and when Auga fell, Aria was pulling through the short spear to distance herself from the surrounding demons.

Then the head of the oak blows off trying to get close to Aria.

It's Lyle.

Raise bows and arrows and use a limited number of exploding arrows to sharpen enemies.

Miranda also throws a knife at a demon who approaches her.

An oak with a knife pierced in both eyes throws a dagger at the neck of the oak that he had where he wielded his weapon.

Blood erupted from the pierced spot, and the orcs, who were about to suffer, also involved their surrounding allies.

While doing so, only the orcs that were raging involving allies will remain when the explosion happens again.

Exhausted, Aria stabbed a stop where she fell, and it is over.

Lyell gives instructions.

"perimeter alert, go straight into a small pause. Clara, please. Nowem, how you doing?

Nowem, a wizard and party attacker, also uses a lot of magic in the underground twenty-nine tiers.

I didn't join the current battle because Lyell is thinking about tomorrow and keeping it warm.

"It's okay. Shouldn't I be in too?

Miranda thinks inside.

(I guess. I'm not wrong about Lyell, either, but I underestimate it.)

Lyell to think about it says.

"... also discovered the entrance to the thirty underground tiers. Have it ready for tomorrow. I use magic too, but I'll leave the basics to Nowem. After that, Nowem, who is also a healer, stays warm."

Miranda looks behind a vigilant party.

(If I hadn't been followed, Nowem would have joined me and ended up easy)

It was only a few days ago that a party existed to target ourselves and Shannon, our sister, had been on guard.

Entering the labyrinth and entering the seventh day, they came this far at a high pace.

He has previously defeated the boss of the underground forty tiers within a week and is back on the ground.

It's too late to think about that, but this is still high enough.

Knives and daggers used.

They were also recovered by Clara and given to Miranda.

"Mr. Miranda."

"Thank you, Clara..."

Last time, Miranda smiles at Clara, who was invited by Lyell, but her insides were a little complicated.

Even though they saw the ugly part of me, they accepted it. But to what extent...

I don't even know that myself.

(buddy, huh)

It would be a lie if I told Clara I had nowhere to think.

I wasn't even invited by Lyell. I offered to help myself.

I'm registering as an official party, but I was curious.

What does Lyell think of himself?

It was close to a confession. Nowem also sees himself as part of Harlem. That was strange, too...

I wanted to be on Lyell's side now.

(You look like you got kicked out of the Circleys anyway, and you can follow me to the end, right?

Personality created by Shannon and previously on the table.

Miranda today, with those two mixed together, wasn't just a character to lose kindly to anyone.

Turning his gaze only slightly to Lyell, he's discussing it with Clara.

Miranda wiped the blood off while checking her gear as she went beside the porter.

"Oh, you should replace this now."

When you discover a knife that is better replaced in it, you speak to Shannon, who is in the porter.

"Shannon, bring my replacement knife"

Speaking out as there was no sign of the enemy around, he opened the metal door and Shannon came down from the porter.

You were asleep, your hair is messed up.

"You... were asleep in battle?

Miranda, but Shannon says.

"'Cause you can't beat that number, can you? Besides, I don't have time for this. I wish you had some spare time."

My sister, who was thought to be blind - a girl who was infirm and adult, now appears to be more adapted to the labyrinth of breathlessness than anyone else.

(I wonder if this is the power of the eyes, too)

Miranda receives the knife and hands Shannon what is no longer available.

"... I have to go home, but I'm running out of more than half my gear. Is this it? Even food."

That's what Shannon says as he looks at Porter, Miranda says.

"It's okay. It's easier to go home than go... no. I know the way home, so it's early. But it usually seems like it's hard to get more luggage with demon stones and other materials..."

Both Miranda and Shannon saw Porter.

Lyell and Poyopoyo created a companion who was truly reliable.

"... looks like we have a boss tomorrow, and we'll go straight back to the ground when we fight. It's not too early because we know the way."

The entrance to the thirtieth basement level is confirmed.

I was supposed to go into a break early today and rest for tomorrow as it were.

Miranda told Shannon to go back inside the porter and tear up the knife she had replaced.

(I hope nothing happens, but you can't)

If you look backwards, Miranda, you feel bad signs...

Near the exit of the basement twenty-nine tiers - that is, in front of the boss's room, which is the basement thirty tiers, we were walking into a small room and taking a break.

Porters are positioned at the entrance of the room to prevent entry and exit.

"I should have done this from the beginning"

Spills stupidity, but Clara disagrees with me.

"It's not very good, because it will be judged an occupation within the labyrinth. In Aramsarth, the guild manages the labyrinth. Because the guild doesn't like adventurers fighting over territory because of that tendency."

Sometimes we lose the right to challenge the labyrinth as it is, so these actions in places where there are many other parties are said to be a violation of manners.

"Is that like the Aramsarth rule?

"That's a regional rule. I don't think so."

Clara told me that general adventurer rules can vary from region to region.

I'm talking to Clara, who lights the cane in the corner of the room, but she's actually watching.

I hear voices from the treasure balls.

Sixth generation.

'Lyell... why don't you just look back? We can't be seen without your visual information either. "

(... you bastard. Think about why Clara's on guard.)

Right now, behind me, there are women...

Other than me, he was wetting the towel and wiping his body.

The bucket contains water magically prepared by Clara. They use it to wipe away sweat and demon blood.

I say.

"Hey, can't you drink magically created water?

Then Clara shook her head to the side.

"There are researchers who have done those experiments many times, but basically if you drink it, it breaks your stomach. Some people don't break it...... I wouldn't recommend it. And it's kind of subtle."

I listen to Clara, and I say.

"You tried?

"Yes, I thought if I could be supportive enough to prepare drinkable water, that would be all I could eat...... I failed"

What a challenge.

Second generation says.

"Whatever it is, it's not good to rely on magic."

The third generation also agreed.

'Right. Everywhere is the same. Was it "The Wizard's Village"?

The fourth generation hears it and says it as it recalls.

"Was it a fairy tale for children? You need that. '

"The Wizard's Village" - I had read it too.

However, in Clara's case, I think it's a little different.

"That's it. You better not."

"Yeah, I swore I wouldn't do it again"

I'm gonna lean down. Clara and I'll still have a conversation afterwards, and Aria will come and get us if you wiped your body and sappy.

It's over.

When I looked back, the sixth generation made a slightly unfortunate sound.

'You don't understand. More like this...... I want shame'

The seventh generation also looks at Aria and says:

"This girl, be manly step by step..."

Aria, who was disapproved of both of them, was just wearing a shirt, wearing it below but not even underwear on top.

And it's grand.

"What?"

I say.

"I think you should be more ashamed of yourself."

Then Aria came back to me.

"You know what, I can't care less in a place like this!

Exactly.

Then Clara tells me too.

"Mr. Lyell dreams too much. Many female adventurers are like this. You're one of those guys who sleeps with male adventurers...... but I think this party is still better. Some of them may be women in underwear or naked. Oh, even in the labyrinth, if you've got company and you're safe."

Fourth generation says.

"What is it... that adventurers avoid each other?"

Says the second generation too.

'Men want to live in their dreams. But you can't help it in this environment. "

In doing so, Mr. Miranda came there.

"What are you doing?

I wear a towel from my neck, but I wear it securely both up and down. I guess the rough fit is because you're blocking the entrance and exit with a porter.

Is your hair a little wet or moist?

My gaze nailed Miranda, who somehow tickled her manhood.

Fourth generation says.

'This is it...'

And the fifth generation.

"You look like Mireia..."

The sixth generation.

"This girl, you know."

The seventh generation.

"Hmm. You're very different from Aria."

I think I'm blushing, too.

Clara and Aria are going to look at me with jito eyes. I just think right now...

(I don't know why you're listening to your ancestors like this...... no, I can't refuse because I can hear you)

The next day.

When we were ready, we were down the stairs to the thirtieth basement.

Nowem asks.

"It's good to have Shannon on the porter, but waiting for the entrance seems difficult in the room"

The passage leading to the boss's room cannot be prevented by a wide porter.

I pay attention to the guys coming after me from behind, but I still couldn't say I was relieved.

'Cause I'm the scariest person in a fight with a boss.'

That's what Poyo Poyo came up with.

"Now, as this Poyo Poyo prepares for the rear!

I was wondering if I'd put it into the boss battle, Poyo Poyo, but it's too boulder-resistant for achievement.

Before the issue of feelings, we also needed to know if we could fight the boss. For this reason, Poyopoyo has been very supportive until now.

"... protect Shannon near the porter. I don't think so, but if we lose, we take the surviving members and Shannon."

Then, Poyo Poyo can look at me like a jerk.

"What the fuck?"

"No, if the chicken guy dies, I'm out of function because I'm not fed the weird energy to say magic or anything. You'll be able to move for a while, but then I'll make you regret being born with the guy who killed your husband in a mess."

To Poyopoyo, who says confidently, Nowem says with a bitter laugh.

"Um, shouldn't we get our hands on it if it's dangerous?

Then he gets upset with the look on his face like Poyopoyo just noticed.

"I'm talking about analogy. Wow, I don't even want to see a chicken bastard die!

Third generation says.

"I don't know if automatons are awesome or not."

The fifth generation.

"Should I praise or disparage you for making mistakes even with this many elaborate automatons... that's the trouble"

Having those conversations, I arrived in the boss's room.

Give instructions to everyone.

"Have you checked your gear?

Confirm everyone snorts, and I'll confirm the operation.

"The avant-garde moves around in Aria and Mr. Miranda to get the enemy's attention. Zhongwei magically supports the two of us by letting me in. Nowem asks for a powerful blow, and Clara has the room illuminated as she manipulates the porter. Shannon stands by in the porter. Poyo, Poyo is that escort."

Upon completion of the confirmation, I confirm my response to the tracker who has a good chance of intervening during the battle with the boss.

"... there is also the possibility that they will set us up in a boss battle. If it strikes after battle, so be it. If you were in battle, take the boss to a position that pinches him with your opponent. In that case, I'll handle the intervener."

After the battle, he explained, the entrance would be alerted and the porter would be used to build the wall, making the raid an alert arrangement.

The second generation seemed unhappy with my judgment.

"Ma, if you think that's okay, do it."

The third generation also says.

'It's Lyell's decision, and that's fine. I think I have a problem with that. "

Withdrawal is not necessarily the safest...

There's too much information about them.

I prioritized my boss because I relied on the skills of my ancestors.

(Defeat the boss in a quick attack and prepare for the tracker. That is also the way to break through the status quo)

In Shannon's story, the trackers still seem to be following us.

... I tell everyone.

"Let's go!

Running out, Aria and Mr. Miranda came out first before me.

I could hear the footsteps of the members following me, as well as the driving noise of the porter.

In the room there was an ogre figure with a large cylinder.

"I didn't realize it before... but it's bigger than a regular orga"

There are many exposed areas of the skin, but the head, neck, and abdomen are fitted with armor made for themselves rather than in time.

The big cylinder is hollow inside, but look at it, Poyopoyo says.

"Is the weapon you have a cannon… it's powered up when you attach it to the porter"

At the end of the cylinder was like a square blunt instrument. I guess I can hold it because it's a huge org, but it's a relief to be slapped on that one.

Pull out the sabel and prepare the magic on your left.

In the meantime, Aria and Mr. Miranda were positioned to pinch the boss to draw the enemy's attention.

I cast magic.

"Fire Barrett!"

When multiple fireballs hit the boss's head, it appears he was temporarily deprived of vision.

In the meantime, Aria was using her skills to slaughter her.

Mr. Miranda also throws a dagger at the joint area.

The boss wore a helmet and I can't see his face, but I looked backwards while making sure he was furious because he was roaring.

(Is Nowem ready yet?)

As I watched the boss, I prayed that no enemy raid would come, and I magically directed my boss's consciousness to this side in moderation.

Then the boss, who began to wield the blunt instrument, threw it at Clara, who was illuminating the room.

"Clara, back off!

Such a blunt instrument was shot down as it was bounced off and made an unpleasant metal noise in the room.

It was Poyo Poyo who did it.

"Safety at the rear is the job of this Poyo Poyo... I have a pitiful husband, and I am humbled by his happiness"

Say thank you to the sarcastic Poyo Poyo.

"Well done. I'll give you the name I was thinking about later. Stay on the rear alert!

"Oh my God now! Not at a time like this, if they say within yesterday..."

Something says, "The flag..." etc., but ignore it and I'll see the boss. A boss who lost his weapon was beating Aria and Miranda with his bare hands.

"Lightning!"

I use magic where the two of us get our distance and do damage to the boss.

Far from fatal wounds, but surely the enemy's movements were dull.

(First generation skills were helpful after all)

He was reminded how important his skills were, given that he could have been defeated with a single blow before his struggling enemies in the current situation.

And Clara yelled at us surrounding the boss and dealing with Chimatima.

"Ready, ready!

We distance ourselves from the screaming of the little Clara who usually has a voice. Moving to the wall of the room, the temperature of the room rose sharply.

"Firestorm!"

Winding up the flames, and the flaming columns burning down the subject, I was sure of the victory when I saw it.

The boss would storm around, but he couldn't get out, and he was trying his best to fall.

"Ok!"

The second generation tells you that the moment you say that.

"Lyell!

When I heard it, I turned my gaze towards the entrance.

It was the adventurers who came in. I know this one is fighting.

In addition to the obvious violation of manners, the weapon in hand was a bow and arrow.

"All, Porter, gather around!

Aria and Miranda run off.

Shortly after using the magic, Nowem turned to Porter with Clara's help.

But the movement was dull, so arrows were pointed at the two of them.

I see light at the end of the arrow.

The boss burned up and in the bright room, what I saw was an exploding arrow that I was also using.

"- Huh!"

The moment he runs out, an arrow is released and attacked by Nowem and Clara. Angularly hidden from the shadow of the porter.

So I came forward...

"I won't let you!

Several arrows hit Poyo Poyo, causing an explosion.

A flash of events.

Poyo Poyo was still standing on the spot looking like him.

And there comes a well-dressed adventurer.

I scream.

"You guys, what are you going to do!

The well-dressed adventurer had a niggling grin.

(Nice figure. Nobility?... pulling through the Nowems the receptionist said... I knew it!

I've heard from the receptionist about a nobleman who used to be an adventurer trying to pull through the Nowems.

When a few arrows flew towards me, I avoided it.

An arrow crashing against the wall causes an explosion, but at the same time smoke.

Fifth generation says.

"Lyell, whatever you want, hold your mouth!

Poisonous.

If you think so, a good adventurer will look at me and say. The gaze saw a fellow gathering at the porter.

(These guys, after the Nowems -)

"Beared, Lyell... I'll have your 'porter'"

I just didn't understand what you were talking about for a moment.