The Dungeon Struggle of an Earth Dragon!

A few days have passed since the humans' army attacked... Apparently.

That's what Ann told me.

I don't remember the last few days.

What I barely remember is getting tense high and saying in front of all my family, 'Let's all go for it!' Till I was declaring myself.

What are you talking about? I'm embarrassed.

Who is it, Ale?

Yes, it's me, isn't it?

To the extent that I thought so, the effect of the "spine of the earth dragon” was even worse.

You're on a completely different level now.

Besides, he doesn't like to have a clear memory of when the medication was working.

Scary... medication Scary...

I just don't remember anything after the medicine went out after that.

The next thing I remember, I woke up deep down for some reason, and Anne and Torres were just looking after me around me.

That, what are you guys doing? When I asked them about the target, they said, "I'm back to sanity! He said," Oh, Master Earth, that's good, that's really good, "or" I don't need to care for you anymore, "or" poo-poo. "

Just the line, it's Plumpy Lovely.

Um, I asked Anne what happened,

"Er, well... Master Earth was adorable"

Only, he said.

..................... what the hell happened?

Were you sleeping down and doing something while you were asleep?

I don't know. I can't remember at all.

When I asked Elibel,

"You want to hear it? Oh, seriously......!? You're more black history than I am...? Seriously, you want to hear it?

And I've said it face-to-face, so I couldn't ask because I was scared.

Honestly, what happened?

......... well, I can't help thinking about it.

Well, I wonder where Elibel is.

I want to talk to you about what's going to happen...

I look around, but I don't see it.

No, you said you were going to the middle.

It is the middle tier that houses Elibel's ruins.

The brace during this time seems to have caused considerable damage to the ruins as well, and Elibel is committed to its restoration.

It wasn't until her ruins were fully restored that we would create a new dungeon.

Guuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu

You're hungry.

I look up.

Two suns are rising just around the center.

Is it about noon now?

Oh, the sun is shining.

Since that brace, my dungeon has a huge hole in the center, and a huge crack in it so that it traverses the dungeon.

For this reason, even in this deep, the sun's rays plugged in, so that the feeling of time could be clearly understood.

Thanks to this, I have to live a very regular life right now.

Wake up together when the sun rises, and sleep when the sun sets.

It's a fucking life. Damn it.

That fucking dragon killer... what have you done to my home and dungeon.

For me, who's been pulling cages, sunlight is no longer poison.

Something tells me that living under bright lights makes me feel better.

I feel like my dirty heart will be purified.

It's a really bad story.

Well, I guess I'll go to Elibel's.

That's what I think. I try to move my body.

The next moment.

Huggaggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggg!!!

The moment I moved my leg, a crack entered the ground.

……………

Next I try to shake my arm gently.

Spam!!

A giant rock ripped open in the distance.

It falls to the ground in two.

Here it is.

I forgot.

Yes, my hands and legs remained armed at that time.

To counter that fucking dragon kill, I went off saying two hands and two legs armed as a stubborn trump card.

Thanks to that, I could beat that shit, but then it was a problem.

... I don't know how to put it back.

Soil Class Magic “Alchemy” is basically a one-way street.

Turning soil into minerals, turning minerals into weapons, etc.

But vice versa makes it harder as soon as possible.

For example, how can we turn weapons into minerals and wine into grapes?

I can't do this.

I also imagine desperately putting my body back together, activating "Alchemy," but on the contrary, the disarming of my body went on and on.

What a little bit of movement now, and the damage is getting around.

My hands, my legs, are no longer a walking weapon.

It hurts everything you touch.

In the meantime, I almost stabbed a stop in the dungeon with my own hands when I just ran lightly and made a giant crater around me.

Elibel said, 'Don't move on your own, you horse deer dragon! You're like a moving strategic weapon right now!' It's the end of what they say.

I don't have much.

This doesn't satisfy my diet either.

Oh, I want demon stones.

Eat nearby dirt and rocks by stretching your neck only, taking great care not to move your arms or feet.

Pepper pepper... very good.

Yeah, it doesn't taste bad. It never tastes bad.

But knowing the taste of that demon stone, my tongue is no longer satisfied with just soil or rock.

I know it's nearby.

Right under my torso.

As soon as we dig here, we'll have an ultra-high purity demon stone.

But the moment I move my hand to dig, my nail strike will crush every demon stone on the ground.

I can cry lightly.

I want to eat it, but I can't eat it.

Even though it's right around the corner, it has to be a substitute.

This is what happens because I leave myself to temporary tension.

Yes, it's all because of that white powder that my personality has been inverted.

And that fucking dragon killer. I really think he should die. Where I'm not.

I made up my mind.

I will never lick that white powder again.

I had a hard time seeing it because of me.

I'll never lick it. Absolutely.

"Hey, Elibel, where are you?"

I can't move my body, so I skip the thought call.

After a while, reply.

"Yes, yes, what is it? I'm busy over here?

"Did you find a way to put my arm back?

"Mm-hmm... I guess we're just about there. I'm trying to analyze some of your nails, but, hey, my ruins got hit about 30% by that brace, too. It's going to take a little longer to repair the magic guide. '

How long have you been here?

"Well... at least maybe three more days"

Three days!

Too long.

I'm gonna starve to death.

"What are you talking about? I'm this genius and I'm the great one, so you can get results in just three days? Maybe a normal magician is a research subject that takes decades,“ alchemy. "

'But, Elibel, I'm hungry... I want a demon stone......'

Kuuuuuuuuuu my stomach.

Elibel, we're hungry......

I want a demon stone.

'You're changing a lot of the tone of hunger... So, Torres, why don't you ask me for a plump and let me eat?

"Er... because that makes me look like a grandpa in geriatric care"

Something, I don't like.

It's been a little over a year since I was born.

Yet nursing care......

'It's not like, though it would be a totally nursing dragon. If you move poorly, the dungeon will be destroyed, so be patient for three more days. "

Heh, okay, damn it.

Uh, I'm bored.

I like to sleep, but you're really bored to tell me just not to move.

'Huh... you have no choice. Well, look at this. "

That said, Elibel sent me some kind of image with a memory transmission.

'Hmm, what is this...?

What was sent was footage of caves, ruins, and forests and wilderness.

Wow, it's just a landscape that looks like it could be listed as some kind of World Heritage Site.

"Anne and the others are looking into the footage of a new dungeon construction site."

"Oh, is this so"

When Elibel had previously created his own transfer dungeon, he set up "transfer gates” around the world to create a transfer dungeon consisting of eighty-eight layers.

At that time, although he made it a candidate, he ended up having a few places left without using it.

In addition, she said, she had improved the transfer gates of the ruins so that they could be transferred to all floors as well as the eighty-eight layers.

Some of her dungeons seem to go through with the outside as they are, and she also seems to be picking up new candidates from there.

Incidentally, the camouflage and other measures seem to be perfect so that the Annes can't get away with it.

Yeah, it's a great job.

Thanks to you, I really have nothing to do.

So I'm bored and I can't help it.

Let the demon stone eat. - Let the golem build.

"If you don't have anything to do, pick a candidate from among them and be paranoid about what kind of dungeon you want. In the meantime, let me have it for three days. Oh, if you have any opinions or ideas in the dungeon, contact me immediately. If that's what you mean, you're welcome. '

"Ugh......, I get it"

But I actually had a good time.

A new dungeon.

Looking at the footage sent by Elibel, I was thinking about a new vision of the dungeon.

Guuuuuuuuu.

Uh, I'm hungry.