Sevens

I took on Mr. Crate's request, and I was bringing supplies to Mr. Alette, who was camping on the fifth basement.

Too serious. Traveling to Mr. Crate's party is slow, unlike our usual own travel.

There were many differences in how we took the break, and also in our movements.

I understand that it is stranger to be together because the people we have are different.

What do you think of my frankness?

(Faithful to the basics, but you're biased in battle)

If you encounter an enemy, it is the Crates' way to twist it down with their prized weapons. He looked like he was imagining the Knights to see all the gear he had.

(... or too serious)

Proceeding through the labyrinth like a reproduction of the cave and arriving at the entrance to the sixth basement floor, we will deliver the package to Mr. Alette and confirm the contents.

Mr. Crate was also present to see if his luggage was only in the correct quantity.

Mr. Alette looks at the food as he looks at the list.

"Hmm, a little different, but it would be something like this. Crate, and Lyell, thank you too."

Mr. Allette finished checking his luggage with a smile, but it was Mr. Crate who gave his opinion on it.

"Lord Alette, what do you mean, a little different? This one, they did say they were sure to take it?

After a little while, Mr. Allette explains to Mr. Crate.

"... Daiichi, I guess I didn't have time to get it all together on the ground. I didn't check when I got back on the ground either. It seems like there's a lot going on up there, and some things won't fit. Didn't I complain about anything? If you care, I apologize."

I apologize, Mr. Alette, but Mr. Crate won't back down.

"Didn't align? Isn't that a no? I need you to make a request right away and send me some extra supplies. One more time at my party--"

Again, Mr. Allette, who laughed a little bitterly at Mr. Crate not to mention taking on the request, shook his hand hilariously.

He seems to understand that it's troublesome.

"No problem. I'm asking you to afford it from the beginning, and with all this, you can try the basement seven tier boss. I'll ask for extra next time I ask."

The quantity of supplies seems to mean enough.

Mr. Crate has a bump.

"No, but... those things have to be done right"

He doesn't seem convinced, but Mr. Allett says by hiding his mouth on the list he had.

"We'll make the fee pretty good. If you ask again and again, you will have a deficit. And if you want to stay the night, I'll lend you a place?

He thinks we're going back to the ground after one night. I'm looking at the pocket watch I was lowering to my hips for time for my hands, and it tells me that if I go back now, it will be night.

In a labyrinth where the feeling of time goes crazy, you'll need these watches.

(I think I'll buy it too. expensive though)

Watches, etc. that could withstand labyrinth crusades, were very expensive.

Mr. Crate was asked if he would stay the night.

"No, it's enough to give me a break. I have to be back by the end of the day."

We've arrived later than planned, and if we go back to the ground, it'll be night.

(Aren't the Nowems worried? Or something this time......)

It was a great harvest for us to see Mr. Crate's party up close.

But I don't think I ever want to work with you again. Different party policies, or rhythm...... anyway, it's too beefy to fit.

There is also some difficulty in accommodating.

"Right. Then use your free space. And try the crate after the sixth basement. We're in trouble alone."

To Mr Allett's words, Mr Crate indicated a rejection.

"No, because I'm not equipped"

What about Alette with the subtle look on her face?

"Oh well. Oh, Lyell, you just need to talk a little bit, so can you stay? I need you to join me."

When told and nodded, both Miranda and Aria were nodding with tired expressions.

I'm tired of acting with the crates.

"Then I will give you a break. Mr. Lyell, don't be late for your departure."

Seeing Mr. Crate's back as he walked away from the scene, Mr. Alette exhaled deeply.

"Huh, I'm serious with my strength... you're too serious. I mean, you used to come here with me to carry your stuff. It wouldn't have been nice to come in."

The person making the request was wondering that we were accompanied.

It's small, but I had a good understanding that the two parties would charge less to do the request together.

I don't like Aria.

"Because it's Lyell's instructions. I mean, it's really too serious. I think there's a little more to it?

Then Mr. Alette laughs.

"I can't imitate that seriousness. But it's true that you're good. There are aspects of taking any request seriously and focusing too much on our own way, but the opposite is prudent and certain. It's the opposite of the Albanos. I think they should feel a little more critical."

Add it up and divide it by two and I thought we could have just the right party.

Miranda asks Alette.

"Are you also going to challenge the boss of the seven basement tiers?

Mr. Alette, who was laughing, nodded that it would only give her a slightly more serious look.

"Oh, I plan to release you in the near future. It's time for Albano and the others to come down for some money. I'm counting on you."

When we finished our conversation with Mr. Allette, we took a break and headed for the ground.

... Slowly.

Back on the ground, it was still dark around.

The city was flooded with noisy voices and light, but beneath the cold skies we were truly pleased to accomplish our request.

From within the treasure balls, a third generation of voices is heard.

'Tired, Lyell. Well, what did you think?

It must be about Mr. Crate and the others.

I honestly spin the treasure ball at my fingertips. It means denial.

The third generation is laughing a little.

'I guess. You felt pretty hard because it's different from your usual rhythm. Let's go to Crate and Guild later. "

I decided to leave the empty mini-porter to Aria and Miranda to go back to the porter first.

I have to report to Mr. Crate and the Alliance on the fulfilment of the request.

(You're more tired than usual. But Mr. Crate...)

"Come on, let's go, Mr. Lyell!

He smiles refreshingly, thumbs up and points at me.

(This guy is so healthy...)

A little, I envied him.

I didn't fight demons this time, and I didn't redeem materials or demon stones, so I just went to get half the reward.

But that's where I discover what's good about Mr. Crate.

Not to negotiate, but to normally break the reward. He didn't come because he had luggage and he wasn't tired or anything.

Too serious, but it was still serious when it came to the treatment of these kinds of money.

The next day.

We're watching Monica's improved mini-porter where she's sleeping.

Or...

"You, you made it?

There, something different from a mini-porter.

A boat-like porter was there. It was a square box shape that I had been packing, but that part was in the shape of a boat.

On both sides, there was even a mechanism to water them. There is also an oar.

Carefully, the watering mechanism was also attached to other mini-porters.

Monica takes her hands to her waist and laughs high with her bragging chest up.

"Ohohohoho, did you see that, you chicken bastard! I'm serious about Monica. If you are also able to travel by land because you have legs on it, a mini-porter for both surface and surface that acts as a boat in the water field! Ha, I can't say anything about this loving form"

Everyone was trying to dongle Monica, who hugged her to Mini Porter III. I didn't think I'd make it this far.

Clara raised her hand with OzOz.

"Um, aren't you taking these kids?

Monica then explained that a rubber floating ring was available for the mini-porter.

"I was wondering if it would be okay if I didn't load too much baggage. Or next time, take me with you! I'll row as hard as I can! Because Monica will be this kid's engine!

(Is it a decoration like this watermark?

Looking at the devices attached to the mini-porters, I thought of that.

I'm watching Monica.

"Eun-jin? What are you talking about? However, there seems to be a lot of water in the eight basement levels, and I wonder what the members will do..."

Looking over at my people, Eva slipped away from me.

"Eva? You..."

Eva, who hid her face with both hands, says as she turns her ears red.

"I'm sorry. I can't swim. I used to drown in a lake, but I can't drink water..."

When Eva fell off, Shannon was also shaking his neck to the side with all his might.

"I don't want to! Something like having a weird frog human! I can't even swim!

Shannon didn't expect it from me, but then it would be Mae and Clara...

Clara also had a blue look.

"Huh? Clara?

"Shh, excuse me. I've never swimmed or anything... or I'd like you to give me a break for the book I'm taking to get wet"

And look at May

"You can swim, you can walk on water... no problem."

I smile.

"Don't walk on the water. Please, just be normal. Don't stand out."

Then there is the fifth generation of voices from the treasure balls.

Lyle, there's a difference between normal for Mae and normal for you.

The sermon is going to be long, so when I went through, I saw the rest of the members.

Nowem.

Aria.

Miranda.

Monica.

May.

- Put these five in, it'll be a challenge for six.

When you look at mini porters for both surface and surface, they are not the size that six people are likely to be able to ride. The luggage would be fine if it was loaded onto the rest of the mini-porter.

I just don't have a problem challenging the labyrinth. The problem is the face that stays.

"Well, should I have six? But are you okay with just the three of us?

I got a little worried when I saw the face I had left.

You can't expect Shannon, and Clara looks small and unreliable. Eva was going to get out of town and play around.

(Adventurers aren't all good people, either, and you get anxious if you think about anything. I don't even want to worry about the ground in the labyrinth)

I'd like to leave Nowem or Miranda of the Firm...

Here's what Miranda proposes.

"You're a little worried, aren't you? Why don't you let May stay? You can count on me, and you can keep me company until we get back to the boulder."

Said Mae looks at Nowem once and then turns her gaze on me.

I'm in Miranda.

"Huh? May? I wonder if you're all right."

It looks small and unreliable, but May is a kirin. If you look at it as a force of war, you can count on it, and if you leave it, you can feel safe in terms of power.

Aria, shuddering.

"I mean, I think Nowem or Miranda would be a good fit here? If you don't want to, I'll stay."

I thought.

(Aria works better in the labyrinth, doesn't she? On the contrary, not much left......)

When I think about it, May raises her voice about whether she didn't like it when she thought she wouldn't rely on me.

"Hey, I don't always buy and eat, either. If we can protect this place, that's about it. If you don't mind going. Oh, but... leave the rice behind."

Monica seems happy that she knows she's coming.

"I'll leave you as much as I make it. Or how many days should we have?

I'm on the inside.

(No, why don't you eat at the stall or something? These guys, why do you only buy and eat? Normally it would be for times like this)

The party back from the labyrinth is tired and it's troublesome to prepare a meal.

For those times, you can tell me there's a stall.

I'll tell everyone, with my head on.

"This time we are also looking at the liberation of the eight underground tiers. I make money around the basement eight tiers, but I'm going to try my boss. You have about five days."

I had made it a calculation to consume the day on the way and home, and in three days I was thinking about exploring the basement eighth floor and crusading the boss.

The problem is that the enemy is most likely a demon who specializes in underwater......

(Because we can do something with second generation skills and weapons. Besides, it's time to switch to big shot)

I came here and was just surprised by the surrounding environment. But it doesn't make sense if you don't make money as an adventurer.

At the same time, I wanted to fight the boss of the labyrinth.

To be called again next time. I need you to think of it as a force of war. Not just for the guild, but for the adventurers around.

Nowem agrees.

"If that's what Lord Lyell would say."

Miranda turned her gaze a little towards Nowem.

"Fine. Or should I have a spear or something? Aria, lend me your spare."

Aria went to Miranda.

"Don't break it, right? I bought it again, but it's an easy spear to use."

Monica hasn't participated in a long time.

"Huffle, watch. Let me reiterate that this Monica is the only healing in the Amazonas Corps. Plus, the situation where I gently towel a wet chicken dude is pretty... oops, covet."

That's the thing, in the next labyrinth...

Me.

Nowem.

Aria.

Miranda.

Monica.

- The five of us were supposed to try.