The Dungeon Struggle of an Earth Dragon!

Phew......

After that, I finally returned to the original dungeon with my off-road help.

Using his off-road transfer ability, he carried me straight to this dungeon with his application when he transported me to the dungeon of Ferbnil.

... now that I'm here, I'm gonna smash the magic team before I dive through the transfer gate.

No, if you move to Heta, the dungeon could collapse, too.

Claw strikes if you stand, ground breaks if you sit, walking is a biological weapon. Then the braces are added.

I hate it too much......

It was like that before, but it's really hard to apply or subtract the force in this state.

It's hard enough to grab the ants so they don't crush them in a large crane car if you like, the control of the force......

I don't have a problem with it when it's rampant.

Um, let's ask Elibel to restrain her body.

............... I think he'd be happy to do it. I'm a little scared though.

In the meantime, you can use the possession golem. Although I'm a lizard person, I kinda hate to humanize it, but at this point, I don't know what else to do.

Most importantly, you're almost done with the medicine.

If that happens, I could lose my reason and go wild.

In a way, it is worse in nature than the furbnil in a runaway state.

But whatever it is, it's good to be back.

In time, it's only been a few hours, but I feel like I've been over there for over a month. You're tired...

"Ha, I knew my house (dungeon) would calm down......"

By the way, Anne and the others are already back here.

Elibel snuck into the lab early on.

I hear something screaming.......... let's not worry about it.

Torres plucked and headed to his room with Lung, who had followed him for some other reason.

Highly adaptable.

I mean, why did Mr. Slime over there come here about us?

Can I ask you later?

Looks like Una or Dos hasn't come home yet, and we'll get in touch later.

It's just that when Anne was about to go back to her room, she was strangely twitching, but what was it? He seemed to care about the sword he put on his hips.

Well, should I ask this later, too?

Ha, I'm all behind you for now.

Anyway, let's take a break now.

Tired.

"Thanks for your help. Off the road."

Looking back slowly, I thank the off-road girl who stood by the transfer gate.

I can't see the look on her face with her long white forehead but she snorted.

"Bye, Father. I'm going back to Fall."

'... are you going over there?

The girl off the road snorts again.

"Yeah. I knew it, because I wanted to be beside Fall. Oh, it's not like I don't like your father."

'Right. Then stay with him. "

"- What, huh?

You thought I'd say something.

The girl off the road is decent.

"You've been working hard for him, haven't you?

"Uh, yeah..."

The girl snorts off the road.

'Then tell him when you wake up. “I will not allow you to die! If you're my friend, stay with me more!". I don't think that's how you want it, huh?

"Huh! - Yeah! Yeah!"

I smile like a flower all the way off the road.

I don't understand how he feels about dying.

No matter how painful it was, I think dying means running away.

How many lives alive, no dragon life?

But at least I have friends who risk their lives for me.

You could fight it a little more. So, at best, suffer, Farbnil.

You live properly, suffer properly, face it properly, and apologize to him properly.

"Bye, Father."

'Hmm?'

(i) Put your breath down, then open your mouth off the road.

Give me something I've always wanted to say.

"-" I'm coming "!"

"Oh, be careful."

Immediately she tries to open the metastasis gate.

That's where I thought.

'Oh, yeah. Just give me a minute.'

"Hmm? What's up, Dad?

"Oh, actually, if only you could..."

After the fight, I was thinking.

I told her that.

In the final layer of Farbnil, "Between the Gold," -

Farbnil's consciousness slowly awakened.

A stiff, intense pain runs all over my body.

"... What is this place? Why is my consciousness on the surface?

I must have been drunk by the nucleus of the labyrinth while I was talking to that dragon.

That my consciousness has come out on the surface again despite it.

That means the runoff has subsided.

Did that young dragon make you stop yourself?

Sure, the potential was considerable, but I didn't think I could stop my rampant self...

"Fall, are you awake?

I heard a voice.

It's the voice of a girl off the road.

"... oh my body hurts but my consciousness is clear"

Besides, I remember when I was running wild.

In it, the crying voice of someone was the one I remember clearly.

The voice of a girl grieving her own death.

That voice...

"Fall......?

Whoa, you shouldn't.

I had concentrated on my thoughts.

Farbnil looks off the road.

"Oh, I'm sorry. It was a little confusing. What happened to the family?

"We're all resting now. Lung said... he's coming to a friend's house."

"Right..."

A friend's house, or definitely a dungeon.

Farbnil wondered what the hierarchy owner was doing by flaking the hierarchy, but didn't say that.

Then they told me what happened after that, including memory transmissions.

The fact that I lost, that it might be possible to extend my life, that I would be taken into that Dungeon of the Dragon.

Everything, I heard.

On top of that, the word that came out of Farbnil was "well".

"... hey, Fall?

"What?"

"Even now - do you think I want to die?

Off the road, staring at Farbnil, asks.

A golden self is reflected in the faint eyes visible from the gap in the long forehead.

"... To be honest, I don't know. But I did want to die then."

Limits of one's own life span.

Defensive instincts of the labyrinth nucleus that grow with it.

That's the fear that erodes the self.

The fear that by his own death, the near ones, his family, and the dungeons will be extinguished.

To prevent that, I thought I had to die.

I entrust my dungeon and my family to a demon worthy of succeeding the labyrinth nucleus, and die.

Force yourself to convince yourself that it is the best and that it is the desired form.

But.

That time, at that moment, it did sound like Farbnil.

I heard it.

Her, off-duty crying voice...

There's this voice of a girl who wants herself to live.

As soon as the faint remaining reason heard it during the rampage, something in the chest fell.

Oh, I thought so.

Farbnil thought, I know.

Ferbnil shrugs as he ascertains his wounded body.

"... I wanted to live."

Yes, I didn't want to die.

When I had to, I was forced to convince myself that was what I thought.

But I was really convinced that I wanted to live with more of my family - with this girl.

That young dragon made me notice.

Facing the obvious superficial self without any doubt, the presence that brought out the true meaning of the girl off the road and defeated herself.

"Your“ Lord "was a hell of a guy..."

"Yeah."

Off the road snorts.

Farbnil's couldn't hide the surprise either.

I'm surprised you're still two years old when you're off the road.

Farbnil once met a species named Tenryu, the same dragon king species, but he still wasn't that out of standard.

I still don't know if the dragon, the dragon king species leader, is different in character, or if that young creation is special, though.

At least, it's true that I'm being kept alive this way by that dragon right now.

"But this feels strange."

A sense of loss like something fell out.

Is this what you call a sense of defeat?

But I didn't feel bad.

The "Labyrinth Nucleus” have now grown up because they have suffered earlier defeats.

We'll discuss this with this guy again later.

Now, I think I can choose another path.

"Right, off the road. - Hmm?

In an attempt to reach out to those off the road, Farbnil realizes that his arms cannot move freely.

If you look at it, colorful tubes are passed through the arms, bellies, feet and other places, and they are connected to magic items like drum cans beside them.

Perhaps this is one of the “life extension measures” Elibel was talking about.

I can't even move my body in a busy state, but now I'm glad.

"Ah, Fall! Don't you dare move."

"Never mind."

I'm forced to take my golden hand to my off-the-way head as I drag the cord.

I get my hands on my head pounding and a question mark comes up on my off the road head.

"... Huh?

I'm sorry, it's off the road.

If you notice, Farbnil had his words of apology in his mouth.

That's amazingly honest, too.

"I didn't realize I was tormenting you...... No, you're lying. I knew you'd suffer, and I still made my convenience a priority. I'm not asking you to forgive me. But..."

"Forgive!"

"- What?"

"Loosen up about Fall!

I said it twice because it was important.

Farbnil opens his mouth.

Because I thought there was going to be some kind of strangulation.

"Is that okay? Well, I used you, didn't I? Using your abilities as“ off the road, "trying to kill yourself, knowing that you're going to suffer on it--"

Put it in your mouth again, it's a scumbag statement inside, but it still doesn't stop Farbnil's confession.

But...

"I don't care about that!

Dorn! And off the road screams out loud like a deckative letter coming out behind me.

"More than that... more than that... ghoul..."

The girl off the road was crying.

He has blurry, large tears and a long forehead strapped to his face.

"Val... Fall is dying... it's coming."

…………

Ferbnil stared silently at it.

Still helpful, it wasn't decided so.

I'm just saying that I've been given time to look for possibilities for that.

There is still a chance that we will fail and lose everything as we feared at first.

But Farbnil is not insensitive enough to say that on this occasion.

One word, "I'm sorry," he muttered, and Farbnil leaned over.

Besides, Farbnil is no longer willing to make such a tragedy.

Because he thought.

“I want to live."

Then let's fight it, let's try to lift it up, let's move on.

with their families and with this girl.

Then, after a while, the off-road finally stopped crying.

"And..."

So the girl separated the words once.

"From now on, call me Tumugi."

"Tsumugi......?

"Yeah, my name. Your father put it on me."

After taking Earth back to the dungeon, it was suggested.

If you need a name, I'll give it to you.

I accepted that off the road.

"Connecting people, connecting dungeons to dungeons, that's what you mean."

That's the opposite name for a demon who says it's off the road.

But I was glad the name meant something to Tsumugi.

I get lost, confused, off the road - I can only do that, I can connect and spin someone with someone. We can tie it together, because I felt like they said so.

"Well... that's a good name"

"Yeah. I like it too"

The girl off the road - Tsumugi sits with her body deposited in the belly part of Farbnil.

Metal-specific limp inorganicity and bio-specific warmth.

I feel two contradictory.

But I feel good.

"Okay, Tsumugi. I'll give you one present, too."

"Huh?"

Pelli Farbnil peels off one of his scales and scrapes it with his nails to process it.

What I could do was a golden hairpin.

And put that on Tsumugi when you can.

The long forehead is put together beside him, and the face of the knob is exposed.

Caramel colored eyes opened wide.

"Fall, what is this...?

"He looks so neat. From now on, you'd better get noticed on the outside, wouldn't you?

"Huh?"

In the meantime, Farbnil laughs.

"- Anyway, we're going to spend more time together with family and friends."

So you don't have to hide, you don't have to run.

With that in mind, it was a hairpin.

In a way this may also be the opposite of the word from the demon called "off the road," but Ferbnil thought that would be fine.

pepper and touching the golden hairpin, the tummy remains an unhidden face

I laughed a lot.

That's an adorable grin that a year-old girl comes to mind.

"............ fal"

"What's up?

I tried to open my mouth while messing with the hair clasp I got.

"... mmm, nothing!

"Right."

"Yeah."

Wow, Tsumugi makes a big stretch.

And slowly, the lid of the knob falls off.

Sleepers attacked me, as if my tiredness had pushed me.

"Dude, don't sleep in here"

But Tsumugi doesn't try to move.

I'm totally sleeping here now.

"Not at all......" he muttered, and Farbnil had no choice but to hand over a borough cloth that was nearby and cover it with a knob.

No. Rika would be better.

Though I thought so, the out-of-the-box Tsumugi looked happy and wore a borough cloth.

"Mmm...... Good night, Fall..."

In no time, Tsumugi takes a nap.

The sleeping face was laughing satisfactorily.

Then the mouth of Ferbnil unwittingly loosens.

"Oh......... good night - Tsumugi"

Softly, Farbnil stroked Tsumugi's head with his injured hand.

There it is, feeling definitely plush, he fell asleep quietly too.

It was the first sleep I had visited in a long time.

Dungeons and dungeons.

Off the road and the labyrinth lord.

There was a bond there that was never intertwined, but it was spinning.

Connect, spin, overlap, and the story of the girl and the dragon will continue.