The Dungeon Struggle of an Earth Dragon!

In the Imperial Office of the Hazan Emperor...

"Ah, I'm bored...... I'm not diving in the dungeon."

Dripping with stupidity, Caglias, Emperor of the Hazan Empire, had signed the paperwork.

I have already checked the Chancellor, and later I just need him to sign the paperwork himself, but the amount is huge.

The bundle of stacked documents would be lightly close to a meter.

You have to sign all of that.

Only the sound of sarcasm and writing letters resonates in the office.

No matter how simple the task, this breaks my heart.

"Patience... one more month of patience..."

Bumps and caglias leak to himself.

Supporting his motivation is, for one thing, a massive expedition to 'Farbnil', which he refrained from a month later.

This is a routine event of the Hazan Empire, in which the Knights of the Empire, headed by the Emperor, dive into 'Farbnir', acquire dungeon resources and show their prestige to the people.

Regardless, in the unlikely event that the emperor does not end up dying, he comes with multiple measures, but the emperor himself has the strength of breaking, so it doesn't make much sense.

"In the next expedition, let's just say I'm going to ram you on the rampage... Heh heh heh, next time you'll be finishing up the Four Nominees. Looking forward to it, I'm looking forward to it."

Caglias smiles like a child.

Feeling up and signing hands faster.

"When you're done with that, you're next in the“ metastatic labyrinth ”of the Yugur Great Forest. Ah, I want to come back soon. Damn, why is there only one body left! If I had three or so, I'd leave the paperwork to my division and the rest would dive into the dungeon as much as I wanted!

Then the three of us would be about to try the dungeon, but if Prime Minister Kelvin were here, he would have gone into it.

In the first place, he's already pushed Prime Minister Kelvin for most of his chores, but he doesn't realize that.

When I say emperor, I always do.

"- Hey, it's the same dungeon madness. You, you, him, why would a powerful man prefer to fight like that?

Unexpectedly, there was a voice from behind.

His hand stops signing all the time.

"... who? Who goes up to the rest of the office with earthfoot?

In an instant, the voice color brings absolute zero degrees of coolness, and the field air transforms.

Caglias turns around.

By the window, there stood a beautiful woman.

He is dressed in a perfect courtesy dress like a secretary and has a grin reminiscent of a cat.

"Nice to meet you, Kaglias Dir Hazan, the current emperor of the Hazan Empire. My name is Lias Aurora. Previously, he was secretary to the Chancellor of the Kingdom of Bolhelic, Lady Eccreus. Later, get to know each other."

The woman attaches her right hand to her heart and lowers her head.

A tribute to the Hazan Imperial nobility.

The graceful tricks were actually in the hall.

It's a trick that you might accidentally fall in love with, but the emperor doesn't break his grim gaze.

"... that you're Ecclaus' secretary? Make up your mind, woman. Are you the" dead man ”?

Says Caglias with clear certainty.

Pickle and Lias' shoulders move and the sticky smile disappears.

But within a moment, the expression returned.

"... that's great. In the last few decades, no one has ever nursed me as a“ dead man ”. Exactly what should I call a wisdom eye? After all, you are wonderful."

"It's no use inciting it. If you don't want to be cut to death, say the requirements. So far, it's a reward that no one noticed. Let me ask you something."

At some point in his hand, saying so, a sword was held.

A double-edged sword with gold embellishments.

"…" Demon Sword Glam. "Really,“ now ”is in your possession."

With eyes that look somewhere nostalgic, Lias sees his gripping demon sword.

"Do you know this sword... More and more. Who are you?

"I'm just a dead man." I'd like to speak to Your Majesty this time. "

Keep your head down, says Lias.

Well, Caglias leaks his breath.

There is no gap. Even from his eyes, this woman is hand-worked inside.

So just a little, I was interested.

"... forgive. Tell me."

"Let me conclude. A massive expedition to Farbnil in a month… we would like you to call it off, no, postpone it"

"What?

Caglias met with unexpected requirements.

Because they had no idea what their intentions were.

"Now that dungeon is about to undergo a major“ transition period ”. What it will be, what it will be. I want to see that."

And, says Lias.

"If you get caught up in the" transition period ”of the dungeon, it won't be for free, no matter how much you say. Therefore, Your Majesty, if possible, it would be better to postpone the expedition for more than two months."

"About what? What are you talking about?

Caglias didn't understand what she was saying.

He himself is proud to have considerable knowledge of the dungeon, but even with him, he had never heard of the term "transition period”.

"" Transition period ”means literally. The dungeon“ degenerates ”. It's a different event, a new dungeon - and that's what we're going to do."

"What...?

The dungeon is reborn.

Is that possible?

Caglias' expression is slightly distorted.

"I'm sure your majesty already knows the cause of this, don't you?

"What?"

Dungeons change.

Caglias had an idea of the monster, a phenomenon similar to that.

And the demon was present in Farbnil until this time.

"No way -" off the road ”?

Lias nods.

"Exactly. The presence of that demon prompted Farbnil to be vigilant. As it were, he said he'd be“ swallowed up ”by that demon. And“ Farbnil ”follows the instincts of the dungeon and is about to be reborn. Into a stronger, more powerful dungeon that doesn't send anything."

It's as if the dungeon itself has the will.

Caglias couldn't believe it.

No, given that the dungeon has expanded its size and grown into a mighty dungeon over the years, it may not be anything unnatural.

Because the Labyrinth nucleus has a defensive instinct similar to that of will.

None of us know if a labyrinth nucleus exists in Farbnil.

Anyway, nobody's ever reached the bottom.

No one knows if there is a labyrinth nucleus or another “nanica”.

But is that all the demons in the world, the ones that affect the dungeons?

Indeed, "off the road” is exceptionally an abnormal individual (irregular) capable of inflicting an attack on the dungeon itself.

But that's too much of a leap forward.

Even if Farbnil is the corner of The Eight Dungeons, which no one has been able to attack for hundreds of years.

"... it's incredible."

"I guess. But the" off the road ”that occurred this time is also a demon that should be called a superabnormal individual comparable to the" catastrophic class ”. I guess you have to wonder if that's what happens."

Open up, Lias says.

That even seemed like fun somewhere.

"So? You think the rest of us believe that word? What do you mean, you don't know every horsebone?

At once, Caglias stares at Lias.

If he was in line, Lias was flat, even if he had enough eye pressure to faint.

Oh, I'm scared, and I can see room to the extent that I put my hands in front of you.

"But, Your Majesty, you know what I mean? Is what I'm saying a lie or a truth? If you're not confused by my guidance either."

That's what Lias says. Lias looks at Caglias.

Deep, red eyes to be inhaled.

In his eyes, Caglias himself shows.

"- Complete the process. Sure, your lord, you're not lying."

"I guess so."

Lias snorts.

Apparently, the emperor convinced me.

Lias was slightly distracted by the matter.

Caglias laughs too.

"- But you didn't even say" truth. "

Span, and the sound of something hanging up wooded into the office.

At the next moment, the hair fastening on Lias' head fell off and her hair, which was in order, unraveled.

Seeing her hair on her shoulder, Lias finally realizes what happened to her.

I got chilly.

Look at the man in front of you.

There was a king there who overwhelmed all the beholders, completely different from earlier.

"Dead woman, I'm sure there's no lie in your words. But thin. It's like a thin stick of paper. Hiding behind that stakeout, while you can't hear yourself, the rest of you won't believe your words."

Caglias lays down his sword and sees Lias.

One step, Lias stepped back.

On its cheeks, there is a slight cold sweat.

Tingling and skin irritating heavy pressure.

Overwhelming magic enough to make you imagine death, even to yourself, the dead.

Cheng Cheng, I may indeed have watched myself sweetly.

The man in front of you is an indisputable “monster”.

Perhaps only by telling the truth, this man is not going to let Lias get away with it.

If Lias is serious, he may be able to get out of here as much as he is, but it's risky.

So Lias decided to tell the truth.

"... I don't want you to die."

With a squeezing voice, Lias says.

"What?

"At least I don't want you to die right now. You will have to judge that country at the Continental Conference six months from now... the Witch of Reynolds."

With a cold sweat, Lias continued.

"Now, on this continent, it's probably up to you to have the power to fight that witch. It would be very inconvenient for me if you died. So, please. Please, stay away from Farbnil until the“ transition period ”is over."

"Cheng Cheng, is that what you really are..."

The emperor's intimidation disappears.

Phew and Lias took a deep sigh.

Slightly, an unpleasant sweat is communicating my back.

"Have you finished your business? Okay, just walk away. Thank you for telling me something interesting. Don't ask questions about what's happening here."

"Really? Now, let's just say we're going to retreat."

I couldn't hear a clear response, but I had no choice.

It could really kill me any more.

Lias' appearance is distorted.

Goddamn it, Lias, distorted, opens his mouth, oh yeah.

"Finally, I'll tell you. The“ transition period ”occurs about a month from now. The period will probably be about two weeks. In the meantime, you should also ban the entry and exit of adventurers -"

Left behind, Lias disappeared from the office, as if he hadn't been around since the beginning.

After the signs disappear completely, Caglias opens his mouth.

"... an inedible woman. Until the end, why don't we talk about the core?"

There was no falsehood in her words.

There was no delusion in the words I told you after I told you to tell the truth.

But she never showed the core behind it.

"It's a very interesting story, though"

“Conversion period".

Farbnil is - - the dungeon is reborn.

If that woman is right, she says that even herself, the supreme force of the empire, is in danger of life if she is caught up in that change.

There's no way I can keep my mouth shut being a dungeon madman when I hear such stories.

But it is also true that if at the same time we think of the people and the country, we must be jizzy.

What a dilemma.

"Is there any way to dive into the dungeon..."

Is it not a way to dive into a dungeon while you're here?

With the idea of a way not to, the Emperor began to sign the paperwork again.