The Dungeon Struggle of an Earth Dragon!

The day after dawn of the night.

Doss was reporting yesterday to Elibel.

About the battle in Castle Town that happened at night.

That said, there was very little that could be reported.

'Well, then you didn't know the details of the battle in Castle Town after all, did you?

"... sorry"

'It's okay. You don't have to apologize. I can't help it because specs are a dunch with you and bird shapes. "

"... n"

'Rather, the problem is, you're the one who was fighting dragon kills. You're a man dressed like a priest in a mask with a great sword...... hmmm......'

Doss tried to find out more about the battle by sharing his vision with the bird molds, but the bird molds' vision suddenly deteriorated near the battle prediction site, and he couldn't find out more about it.

"Sorcery that inhibits recognition? Mental interference system or environmental manipulation system... that said, that damned bitch was familiar with the magic of that hand. All right, I'll check this out."

"... can you?

'It's okay. Who do you think I am? There's quite a pipe for me once, and I'll try to hit it around you. Well, good luck today. "

"... well, good luck"

That's what Doss said. He cut off communication with Elibel.

Keep looking to the side.

"Hehe... Father... Ansa-san... That smells good... supi..."

Una (my sister) is happily asleep.

If it's true, it's time to get up and pick up Orion.

Can I hit him?

No, I can't.

"... Una sister, wake up"

"- Mm-hmm...?

Slowly loose the una.

Una woke up.

"... Oh, is that Doss? Good morning. Muna? What's wrong with the cob pork steak? I have to give it to your father... Huh..."

He's falling asleep.

Blue muscles float on the forehead of Biri and Dos.

Manage to contain the desire to beat him.

"... Mm, sleeping down, yes, water"

In the meantime, pour water into the glass and make it drink.

Puha and Una drank it all at once.

"Phew... I woke up. I'm sorry. Apparently, I just overslept a little bit."

Not even a little bit. And Dos thought, but he doesn't put that on his expression or words.

He is an adult.

You mustn't blind yourself to this all at once.

If that's what you think, the door knocked.

"Good morning, both of you. Why don't you go for breakfast?

It was Orion.

Well, I knew from the beginning by the sign detection.

Or what about guards coming to pick up escorts?

We would have to pick ourselves up...

It's more or less Sister Una's fault.

"Phew, you both slept well yesterday?

Next to Orion was the pig we met yesterday - and Lord Torrey Schwein.

The fat on my face is glowing today as a plethora.

Behind him is also refraining from the knight of his escort.

"Munya... Cobb Pork... I have to ship it..."

"No hiccup!?

Una looks at Sir Schwein and groans somewhat.

Apparently, he's still asleep. I want to think so.

And Sir Schwein, please don't be frightened.

I'm not shipping.

"... sorry, Orion, but we have to pick him up."

"It's okay. Besides, Lord Schwein's escort was responsible for both."

Ugh, and Orion laughs with her hands on her mouth.

Sir Schwein laughs ugly along with it.

"Phew, my knight is so good. With one or two more escorts, it's perfectly fine."

"Oh, that's comforting."

Two laughing people.

Beauty and the Beast...... No, the Virgin and the Pig......

Doss thought it was a great painting.

"So shall we go to breakfast? I'm sure there will be some very tasty stuff... I'm really looking forward to it..."

The dos headed to the hall in the form of Sir Schwein taking the lead.

"… pigs…… shipments…"

The dos headed to breakfast as they managed to guide their still sleeping Una sister.

Breakfast was delicious.

By the way, Sir Schwein was replacing the ham.

He likes pork.

It is a shared meal.

Well, when we're done eating breakfast, we're finally moving to the conference hall.

We are the “eyes” of the dungeon.

We have to relay it securely.

Darkening.

The venue for the Continental Conference was quite large.

The large hall, which would accommodate hundreds of people, was fan-shaped around the chancellor's sandalwood, with lavishly decorated chairs and long tables.

Several delegates are already in their seats.

The seats of each country appear to be fixed, and the escorts take the form of standing behind them.

Doss observes lightly inside the venue.

(... Mm, you don't have to sit down, it's convenient. … it's easier to see the entire venue)

The windows are also attached, but because they are coloured like stained glass, it is not possible to see the inside from the outside.

(... the magical junction is also stretched.... Can't you let Reis and the others break in?)

The venue is also heavily guarded inside and outside, as is the junction for anti-magic.

(... If you don't strain your nerves, relaying with the dungeon is also difficult)

Sewing the slightest glitch in the junction, Doss connects his vision to the monitor of the dungeon.

It's possible because Doss is good at sensing and magic manipulation.

Regardless, there is also support for Gizzie and Elibel.

You have to work hard for your dad.

"Even if... After all, it seems that many national escorts are better known inside."

Una says as she looks around the venue.

"... yeah, sure"

Just looking at it, there are a few adventurers of the same S-rank as Doss.

Plus I can confirm a few comparable knights.

"That's all this meeting must be powered by. Never before has the Holy kingdom or the three of us sent out participants."

Orion in his seat mixes in with the conversation.

"Really?

"Yes. The number of participants is mostly just one from each country. In some countries with large populations, there are more than one participant.................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

"... it fits"

Doss affirms.

Orion is blind, so he can see what's going on around him from sounds and signs.

"... the escorts, too, have a cup"

But Doss thinks.

(... few people have the power of the Dragon Killer class)

I don't know if I just looked over, but I guess that's not the case with more people than that class.

From what I've seen, it's the Emperor of the Hazan Empire already in his seat who has more power than “dragon killer” - and about the haunted old man holding back behind it?

And then there's Orion, who's our own escort.

Doss expected her to be highly combative as well, although it seems moderate.

Whatever it is, she is the highest Virgin in the Holy Kingdom with only eight names: "Sacred Cabinet".

(... Well, if she's sensing, there's a good chance she'll find out who she is.... need to be careful)

If you realize that and “dare” to do so, it's a lot of liver sitting.

With that in mind, Doss continued to observe the venue.

"... hmm?

Second, I felt my gaze.

When I looked at him with my gaze, someone was waving.

She is a very plain woman with glasses.

That seat must have been the seat of the Bolhelic kingdom.

Is that plain woman the representative of that?

He says he's a representative, but he doesn't even have an escort.

Alone.

In the meantime, Doss strayed his gaze immediately after only an ambiguous meeting.

"? What's wrong, Doss?

Una talks to you about Dos' attitude.

"... n, nothing"

"Really? I hope so."

Looking again, the woman had already strayed her gaze from this one, with her jaw elbow on and her extension.

"... because of your mind?

Doss immediately removed the woman from consciousness because her neck was shattered but the magic she felt was no big deal at all.

Then some time later, representatives of all participating countries gathered.

Finally, Doss strained his nerves to focus on relaying with the dungeon.

The Continental Conference began.

At first, the Emperor delivered a greeting on the holding of the Continental Conference.

Next, it seems, greetings and updates from various countries.

"Then I will begin with a report from the Holy King of Halshalud on this year's harvest and specialties."

That being said, a representative of the Holy King, separate from Orion, reads out the report.

A man in his fifties or so with mixed gray hair.

Apparently one of the priests of the Holy Kingdom.

(......, also know the situation in each country, good opportunity)

And Doss thought,

"... sooo... sooo... ha. Dos, Dos? Where is the pig? Shipments?"

…………

Yeah, I don't know what to say anymore.

Let's concentrate.

My sister can only leave me alone.

Maybe even if it looks like this, you're doing a good job... maybe, I'm sure.

Representatives from all countries read out the report.

Doss picks up countries that could be beneficial to the dungeon or likely to be handicapped, in view of the economic situation in each country.

The information is sequentially fed back to Gizzie and Elibel, who are in the dungeon through the Magic Line.

The meeting went well.

'... that Runlaan region ruled by the pig aristocracy is where pig farming thrives, isn't it? Do you have skewers? I'd like to feed your father or Anne.'

"... Una sister, it's a thought call, it's a thought. Leak"

"Ha!? Shh, sorry. With…… '

"... and this conversation is also being sent to Gizzie"

"Ha..."

As such, the introduction of each country continues.

- Then about two hours went by.

The greetings and reports of each country are almost complete.

Doss thought it was going to go without a thing like this.

"- Then I would like to conclude by asking for the representative of the Kingdom of Bolhelic"

The moment the chancellor said so, the anomaly occurred.

Buttsung.

A magic circuit connecting Doss and the dungeon was abruptly disconnected.

"-"

"... Huh!?

The two immediately noticed the anomaly.

(... what do you mean?... How did you lose the connection to the dungeon?

Look at the una lying next to you.

She also looks at Doss.

I snorted.

You must have noticed that the magic circuit with the dungeon was disconnected.

"- Doss, the connection between us and the dungeon..."

'... Mm-hmm, it's out.... I think something unexpected happened to the dungeon...'

Interact with Una through Thought Calls.

'... maybe, but some mighty force forced me to peel my connection to the dungeon...'

'You mean something showed up in the dungeon... What do you do, use the possession bill to get out?

"...... n, wait a minute"

Doss issues a command to the bird moulds and Reis waiting outside immediately.

"... the bird mould and the Reis communicate to their relatives in the designated position. … and send a message to the dungeon through their families. '

What Doss did was communicate information over a network using relatives waiting outside.

Thought calls between pure family members without going through magic props.

Place bird shapes, raises, and killer ants within the limits where each thought call is communicable, and pass it through to the dungeon to convey the message like a bucket relay.

It's more analog and time consuming than communications demon stone, but even so, I can't stay.

I feel bad about what happened in the dungeon, but it doesn't taste good to move poorly in the middle of this meeting.

There are no ex-girlfriends or children when we are suspected.

Anyway, we need to figure out what happened in the dungeon a little faster.

"- Then I would like to move on to the agenda"

In the meantime, the greetings of the countries are over, and apparently they will be on the agenda in earnest.

The PRESIDENT shall read out what is written on parchment.

"The first agenda is about the 'transfer dungeons' that have appeared in each country"

At the worst possible time, the matter of our own dungeon came on the agenda.

What am I gonna do?

If I had thought so, I would have raised my voice from now on.

"Mr. Speaker. It took me a long time just to say hello, and I'd like you to take a break around here."

I don't know where it came from, but it was the voice of a mediocre woman.

"Huh...? Sure, a lot more time than originally planned."

The man in the chair saw the Emperor of the Hazan Empire.

The emperor snorts too.

"Then let's take a break around here. It's noon and the meeting will resume in the afternoon."

In the words of the chairman, the meeting was held once.

Thanks.

Here's your chance.

"... Orion, let's go to lunch"

"Right. I'm hungry, and let's do that."

Take Orion. Una and Doss leave the venue early.

If we go outside the venue where the bonds are stretched, the range of things we can do will widen considerably.

Dos and Una nodded silently and resumed contact with the dungeon as soon as they left the venue.

But they didn't notice.

There was someone who kept looking at them without the two of them noticing.

The Lord of that gaze slowly followed them.