The Dungeon Struggle of an Earth Dragon!

In the corridor on the seventieth floor of Farbnir...

"Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!! I want to come!

"Whoa, whoa!

As he dashes, he releases polar sunrays that are maximally enhanced by Levertine and Sancho pestles toward the pervert behind him, but he is forced to do so as if by the motion of a mollusc organism.

Tres was crying.

Don't cry. I endured desperately not to cry, but my heart was finally broken by a pervert crawling over like a shadow.

That's already pompous.

Still, I didn't give up running and kept running.

Desperately fled while shooting in polar daylight and other sorceries.

I really want this place to be.

That was all in my heart.

Fortunately during misfortune, no other demons would have attacked.

Because that pervert was a hierarchical master, I guess he didn't do anything to usurp his prey.

But if this is the case, I'd rather you attacked me.

Even if it's a giant demon like Chimera, a golem with six arms, or a demon like a disgusting centipede or cockroach, it's thousands of times better than a pervert by the name of a pervert who's behind it in retrospect.

"Hiku... Ugh... No more... Like I want to go home... Father - Come on... Pfft... Ugh... Hiku..."

Mouth out the family names for whimpering.

My face was all over me with tears and snot.

I don't have much magic left.

I get caught.

Yeah, I'm sure I'll be made a toy of this pervert as it is, at that moment I thought so.

"- Pu Pu!

I heard voices.

"Huh... this voice..."

I thought I finally heard the phantom.

By then Torres' mind had been worn by his chase with perverts.

"Puh-puh-puh!

Definitely.

Plump.

I hear a puffy voice.

Wipe your tears and look forward.

I see an open hall at the end of the aisle.

And center in that hall.

- There he is.

There was a plump.

A fierce dash using all the magic you've been engulfing.

I got an unprecedented speed.

I found the plump.

That's all I have left, I'm full of energy.

My body is light. I'm not afraid of anything anymore.

"Whoo!? What, early!?

The pervert is upset.

I don't care about that.

Running through the aisle and through to the hall, Tres hugged him plump.

"Bullshit!!!!

"Pulu!

A puffy tentacle gently envelops the tress.

From the side, it just looks like the slime is preying on the girl, but sticking it in there would be what I would call wild.

"Pfft! I missed you! I missed you. Whoa, whoa, whoa!

With tears and whimpering, Tres snuffs over.

Torres' body buried in the puffy flesh after a long time.

Hold the puffy tress with great care so that it does not accidentally melt.

"Pfft? Pu?"

"Yeah...... yeah......"

"Pup, pup?

"Yeah, yeah... you had a rough time too... I got chased around like hell too..."

"Pu, pu, pu."

"Huh? You want to introduce me because I made a friend?

That's what they say, Tres glances at the slime next to the plump.

I was so obsessed and unaware.

It is the seventieth hierarchy lord, the lung of the fuge metal slime.

Lung generated a spill and bubbles in his body when he saw Tres.

"Pu! Pfft!"

"You say lung... I'm Tres, Plump's family."

"Pulu!

"Poop."

"Yeah... nice to meet you... but good to see you... it's really good to see you Plump..."

Tres about to cry again unexpectedly.

From behind, there was a voice.

"Whoo-hoo, it's an inspiring reunion..."

The perverted gentleman Autel was soaking tears with a handkerchief he had removed from his nostrils.

No, if it's because of you, Tres stares at the pervert.

But before that, there was someone who moved.

"Pulu!

Lung.

Lung slammed that steel tentacle on Autel as much as he wanted.

Autel, whose name is Pervert while his neck and body rotate three hundred and sixty degrees, is slapped against the wall.

"Nooooooooooooooooooooo!? Lord Lung!? What the hell!?

"Pulu! Puppy!"

I don't know what you're talking about, but apparently Autel also figured out that he was just angry.

Torres, who was hugging me plump, translates it.

"Erm, 'shut up, pervert! I don't know if I want to repel the intruder, I just chased the toddler around mischievously and even enjoyed the crying face, and I did a serious job as a family member of Farbnil'..."

"Pulu!"

Are you positive, Lung's body shivers with puffiness?

Cute.

"Hey, that's a misunderstanding, Lord Lung! I'm just Torres Tan's Crying Face Pepperoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!!

A steel whip strikes Autel again before making excuses.

With a clean conical rotation, Autel pierced the ceiling.

"Pu!"

"Erm," Shut up, pervert, you're a jerk! Shame on my family! What are you prioritizing your own desires when Farbnil is suffering? Die, fucking pervert '... "

I wonder what such a long meaning is being put into the current “P", but seeing as what Lung doesn't deny, I guess it's true.

Leaving aside the perversion that has become a delightful ceiling object, Lung looks toward Tres.

"Pu Pu..."

"What, 'My insides are bothering you a lot'? That's all right, 'cause I've seen Plump."

Weeping tears, Torres says with a smile.

I guess it was a pleasure to see you so plump.

"Puppy, puppy, puppy"

"... 'I need to ask you something'?

Stinging, Lung shudders and nods.

"Pfft. Pfft."

"What... about Farbnil and why he called us here?

"Pulu"

That said, Lung shook his body again.

On the ninetieth floor of Farbnir, "Between the Dead Emperors," -

"... hmm?

What is this place?

My vision slowly clears up.

I forgot for a long time, the feeling of losing my mind.

The clearly reflected sight reflected the figure of Arch Skeleton, who fought now.

"Did you wake up?

"What about you...? Why are you here?

Why are you still here?

And why am I not dead?

That's what Robin's eyes without eyes said.

No, it's a strange story that he's not dead, even though he's already dead.

"I would have liked to go to the upper level with that idiot right away if it was true, too."

That's what I'm saying, Elibel looks at Robin.

"You were able to do what you had to check before that."

"... what?

"Did you just say that girl was" off the road ”?

"...... yes"

Robn snorts.

"The journey. Well, I'll make sure of one more thing. …… Is Farbnil“ Limit "anymore?"

"- Eh!"

Robin was visibly upset by the question.

Why would you do that? That's what he said.

"Yes, thank you. That reaction alone convinced me enough. I mean... that's what this is all about. Ha... I got the worst prediction."

Elibel sets up a cane silently.

Batter-like construction.

Robin snaps his neck wondering what the hell he's going to do.

And Elibel swung her wand wide as it was, swinging full swing toward Roben.

"Become!? Oops!"

Was it an overly unexpected blow, Robin didn't even take the reception and rolled down the ground as he rotated nicely.

Again, Elibel takes a deep sigh.

"Damn, that was a farce... us and that idiot"

Scratch my head with no hair.

"If I'm going to be behind this forever, then you're not going to fit in. I think it's time we reversed it."

That's what Elibel said. She took the magic guide out of her nostalgia.

Farbnil:???? 'In -

......... that?

Where am I?

I look around.

I was in the dark aisle.

Ann is... not here.

Until now, I should have been on the floor of that hierarchy lord of knights who said Raegin or something.

I was watching Ann fight and suddenly the scenery was distorted...

What... what the hell?

From the magic I feel, I know Coco is in the dungeon of Farbnil.

But... this feeling.

Different concentrations of magic.

It's darker than just now.

Oh, my body hurts. It's lame.

"Wake up?

I heard a voice.

Looking back, there was an example of a white girl.

Behind it was a door made of gold.

"This way."

The white girl turns her back on me and heads towards the golden door.

"Oh, yes, Mr. Lizard. I'll give you this."

The seemingly white girl threw something into my mouth.

I was thrown reflexively. I swallowed them.

'Is this...?

I remember the taste.

I can't forget, it tastes similar to hacka.

This is............

"No way... the spine of the dragon"?

At the same time, I wake up in my head.

Evidence that the effect of the spine of the dragon, the "spiritual inversion”, has worked.

And my body wounds are healing.

Another thrown in with the spine was the Demon Stone?

I always ate that, super pure demon stone.

It didn't go as fast as it was, but it made my body feel much easier.

"Yeah. I brought it from that bone guy"

When, it would be pointless to ask.

She is “off the road”.

If it's a dungeon, wherever it is, she can break in.

And the golden door opens.

The lights came on in the dim room so that you could see the view inside.

That, deepest.

He was in an altar-like place.

- Nice to meet you, Dragon King.

It was a golden dragon.

A giant dragon covered in full-body golden scales that would be more than ten times my size.

Its presence, its magic, can be described as overwhelming from a distance.

I just saw it and found out. This one.

"... are you the main man in this dungeon?

"I don't know."

And then a white girl stood before me.

"Fall, are you still okay now?

"Yeah, it was dangerous until earlier, but so far so good"

"... yes"

The white girl looks at me.

"You didn't tell me, did you, lizard? My purpose, why I called you here."

And the white girl - off the road - put up her forehead covered in long hair.

I've never seen that girl's eyes before.

I didn't think so, I opened my eyes.

Really... is that what happened?

My hair, my skin, my outfit are all white girls, but my only eyes were - brown.

It's like the same caramel color as my scales.

Right - this kid.

Understood.

I would know now that my spirit has inverted and my head has cleared.

Really, when I get into this state, I get better guesses and I don't like it.

Why did my body discolor?

It wasn't Vared's fault.

My body changed because this kid “came back."

Why didn't I be vigilant about this kid?

How could you easily intervene in my dungeon?

Why was it easy to intervene at the metastasis gate that Anne and the others came to?

Come to think of it, it was for no reason whatsoever.

No one is hostile to you.

Elibel used to say.

He said it was a demon naturally occurring from an unusual magic concentration in my dungeon.

Then it's not strange that there were others.

Suppose he was born without touching anyone's eyes and out of the dungeon without anyone noticing.

"Please, Mr. Lizard...... no, Father. Fall. - Kill Farbnil."

White girl, off the road - "My family," he said, bowing his head.