Going down to the eighth basement, it suddenly looked like a dungeon.

Nevertheless, it's a bit, no, quite different from what goes along frighteningly as to where the monster will come out of the narrow cave.

The ceiling also houses a variety of buildings in a large, high space.

It's just that everywhere is decaying and ruined. There is even a sign that leans and falls plainly.

"I see...... Is this the end of the theme park…"

The word ruins has no bondage that it has to be more than five hundred years old, so if it is a ruin, it is all ruins three or five hundred years ago. So there's nothing wrong with calling this an underground ruin.

"Isn't it better than just now? It looks like a monster could use it."

"All right! Lady Flattorte is going to be very active! I'll freeze everything!

The tension in Flattorte was also rapidly restored. It wouldn't be a bad thing if you could take down a monster and relieve the daily stress.

Besides, my tension was rising.

We're gonna do something adventurous! We're gonna find the chest!

Our party's probably the strongest in this dungeon, so this place should be able to move on crisply.

Are the records updated from the thirty-fourth basement floor? I'm sure you'll be able to update in no time.

And then finally a monster showed up before us.

It was a giant mite.

"Oh, he's a giant mite. You're gonna come at me like a munchkin. It's an extremely preliminary monster living underground."

Belzebub taught me politely. I can see your name.

I step forward.

"All right, guys like this, get rid of them right away."

That's when I realized what I wasn't getting enough of.

I don't have a sword or a spear.

I mean, we have to fight with our fists. Even when I fought Pecora, I was paying for the blow.

And I don't want to touch Mimi with my bare hands or anything.

This has been impossible for a long time. I also touched the dangouts and stuff when I was in kindergarten in my previous life, but after I went to elementary school, I stopped touching them anymore.

I took a step back.

"What do you want?"

"Belzebub, I, I don't want to fight because I don't have a sword. Path."

"Oh, you're a bad type of mite or something. I can't even be frightened."

Belzebub also lowered back. Speaking of which, you don't seem to have a sword anywhere.

"Master, because Flattorte doesn't like this either"

Flattorte also took a step back. That...... A stream where no one gives a hand?

"I can't help it. This is Lycra."

Lycra looked bluer than she did when she entered the cold pit.

"Dear Azsa, I have both haunted and stuffed things like this... in a way that doesn't fit..."

Lycra hid on my back. You can't do that in that dimension! Even though it's a dragon, it spreads the spectrum of fear.

"Look, look, if you throw up a flame, you're gonna burn it, aren't you? Here, as a space, it's probably ant to use fire..."

"I don't want to stand in front of the mites...... And it's huge... I can't have a worm system like that. Once I cut the cabbage, there was a little green worm inside... and the bug was in half with a knife..."

Oh, that's the one that gets traumatized.

"Ha ha! You lycra. You're embarrassing yourself as a dragon!

and Frattorte said as he hid behind Belzebub. It's not convincing.

"Okay, Lycra. Don't worry, I'll take care of it as much as possible. Because you're like my sister."

"Yes, thank you, Dear Azsa..."

If my sister was scared, she'd have to do something about it.

"So how do we take it down?

Yeah, naturally that's the problem. That's right.

…………

Shit. Fighting with a blow is the main party, so I'm unarmed. If an enemy comes that you don't want to touch, you can't fight.

There was a big flaw in the plain. I've never seen a problem with talking mites before because they don't challenge battles, but the lack of weapons is extremely inconvenient at times like this.

Mimiz was timing his attack this way. I'm already afraid of the strength over here, and I want you to go somewhere, but you don't seem that intelligent, and that won't be possible.

"It's okay, Belzebub. Because I have a plan."

"Well, what are we going to do?

"Run away"

It's the simple way to make the most of it.

"We have to do everything we can to get out of here. Our abilities make it easy to get away, don't they?

"... ok. That's how it goes."

We twist our backs and turn back,

"Guys, run!

I fled Mimiz with all my might.

But this is a dungeon. The monster stopped him from going again.

It was a stuffed giant lame whale.

"Now you're a giant jerk. He's poisonous, so be careful. Besides, Azsa can use antidote magic."

No, it's not about detoxification. Because I would never want to touch it on an issue before that.

"Raise your hand if you can touch that with your bare hands."

Of course no one raised their hand or anything. I wouldn't like any big mukimuki guy like this.

"All right, let's get out of here!

Once again we escaped.

And as I fled, I learned about the terrible problems of this dungeon.

You run into all the giant mites and giant namequats!

And, something, some creepy, big bugs that move Casacoso!

"Well, you are! It's a dim basement, so there's a chance all this will come out!

We got away anyway with a dash of everything we could.

On the way down, I found a staircase going down the basement, so I went down.

The floor beneath it was also the triple bitterness of the mite Namekuji creepy bug after all, so I ran away until I could find the stairs down, and proceeded downstairs. The method was repeated.

I'm just going down the dungeon at super high speed.

"Wait! Just a little stop!

I thought something because Belzebub screamed, and there was a stamp mounting platform.

"It's the second stamp you get. Next is the sixteenth basement."

You do this kind of thing exactly.

You've come all the way to the twelfth basement now. All right, keep going! We're dodging more and more!