"A, Mr. Alvin......?

Cocor raises his voice like he's bewildered.

Both Melina and Teto had the same look on their faces as her.

I say.

"All too upset"

Dry adds remain motionless, but it doesn't take much time.

"Think calmly. We're deep adventurers. The average level of the party is 54. The four of us should be able to defeat the boss of the 40th floor without any problems."

The party average level of the boss strategy is said to be desirable with the number of hierarchies plus 10.

In practice, it is often also cleared at an average level equal to the number of hierarchies.

We can't possibly win.

"So, but Alvin"

Teto says terribly.

"You can't use your skills here, can you? It's because of all the skills that I had in exchange for all the negative skills that we got up to this level and the adventurers that we got kicked out of the party! If that doesn't work, we..."

I don't think so.

Towards Tet, declare so without getting lost.

"I... never came this far with just the skills I was born with. I desperately polished my swordsmanship, and I learned the knowledge of dungeons and monsters. I have worked hard to live as an adventurer. So there's me now. - You're the one who told me it was all good, except fighting and fighting, Tet."

"Huh..."

"Aren't we all, like me?

I go on.

"Cocor is amazing anyway, I've never met such a good recovery (healer). Melina, too. No one will be able to beat Melina, neither the memory of remembering the spell, nor the visibility of finding hunting terrain and monster attack patterns. Teto would be jealous as the same avant-garde. Back in the day (counter) I couldn't even try to wear it. I honestly respect your sense of when to activate, your sense of finding weaknesses, and the technology that puts you right through them."

The three of you are listening to my words in silence.

"Guys, you've been trying. The strength of anyone here is not something that can be acquired solely by relying on the skills they were born with. You've learned something and you've been drilling. That's how you've got to have it. That's the same with the levels, and so will the spells I've learned and the items I've collected. But above all..."

I'll tell you what I wanted to tell you most.

"- Adventurer (player) skills, isn't it?"

Adventurer (player) skills.

Strength as an adventurer, different from skills, levels and parameters.

That's what the adventurers called the technology (skills) of the vegetables carved into their bodies, which had nothing to do with their status.

"This place must be a dungeon like that."

When something is out of the ordinary, I try to think about why.

Even though I couldn't afford it, I was always thinking in the corner of my head.

"Various monsters emerge depending on the hierarchy. And in the boss battle, I can't use my skills... If there was an author in the boxyard and there was an intention to make this dungeon... I think it was all to test my adventurer (player) skills. It wasn't a gift born, it was a dungeon where effort was tested. That's why - we can win."

I tell.

"There's no way we can beat each other with negative skills."

Everyone's silence creates silence.

But it was soon broken.

"Oh... yes!

It was Tet.

"We can win! If you think about it, you're just a forty tier boss. It's strange that I can't clear dives up to fifty floors. I can afford to have no skills!

"Hey, sounds like you've been in too much of a hurry"

Melina laughs and says.

"Neither the surroundings to be summoned nor the attacks of the branches were anything serious. So there are four of us, even if we're tied up enough not to use our skills."

Then - - Everyone's gaze goes to Cocor.

"I... I'm going to believe"

Clerical girl, face up, says forcefully.

"Mr. Alvin's words and my own skills."

The party's decision was made.

This is where the real battle begins.

As Teto grabs the sword throw, he looks at the body of the dry ad as Melina sets up a cane.

"Speaking of which, you haven't damaged your boss yet."

"Shall we just see how we attack?"

Swords and fireballs are released toward the Dry Adds body.

But it became a shield for countless spreading branches, and was prevented.

Thanks. Doesn't look like there's any damage.

But that was within everyone's assumptions.

"It's settled. The attack on the main unit has not yet arrived. We'll attack the branches."

"Oh."

I shake the sword I was shaking down to the last Poison Steel Mail I was crawling on the ground.

The purple armor was dispersed with the remaining HP erased.

- Come on, come on.