"What, you don't belong to our temple!?
To the girl sitting next to her, Lambmerla lifts her voice as if surprised.
It had already been more than thirty minutes since they had left the departure site, and the Tors had fully enjoyed their empty journey.
I guess you thought the topic was still common due to the fact that you were close to age.
The Ethereal Scale girl chose to be her speaker was Sola, who also had a cane with rain crystal stone on it.
And it depends on the inadvertent leakage of your voice when you are notified that you have absolutely nothing to do with water-based magic tricks.
"Yes, my skill tree is a system of sky gods."
"Oh, you can talk more shattered. It's hard to talk about."
"Uh, so, Lambme...... Mr. Mela?
"Lamb is fine. I'll call you Sola, too."
"Yes, Mr. Lamb"
Rammella is nineteen this year and will be on two of Sola's.
He was also known as the youngest A-rank combination because the earthly kugase was eighteen years old.
Although they are two good jumpers in magic moves, they do not have enough experience in action, which seems to be why they participated in the last power reconnaissance.
Although Lambmerla most likely had a cause, Kugase also seemed to have a great reason that the dungeon where the soil was peeled out was compatible.
"So, how did you get that wand?
"This? Uh, it's convenient to fill it with water."
"Huh?"
To the honest Sola's response, and also Rammella leaks a barbaric voice.
And he looked at me like he wasn't sure what he was talking about, and then he looked at me like he was asking Tor.
"Speaking of which, you didn't have a lot of meetings. Should I just make a light introduction? Sola is basically my auxiliary. The magic moves you can use are"
"I can change my orientation or stop it pitched."
"Really? That... that's amazing."
To the confused Lambmerla, Sola proudly lets you stretch your chest.
The limb was wrapped in a brand new armor: a black steel breastplate and a swamp spider robe.
These are the items I bought for the bounty that exorcised the Storm Sand Giants.
Relatively heavy black steel, but made to thin for the rear guard, it is designed to cover the chest perfectly.
A robe knitted in swampy spider yarn is thin enough to be transparent when it hits the sun, but it is quite tough and combines comfort with defensive performance.
Together, the finished product was slightly reworked, but together it cost about two gold coins.
"It's Mr. Yuryl sitting on that bow over there. It's our main force with ice."
"What, icing dominates?
Also, Rammella has the look of being completely unsure of what she's talking about.
You noticed the Thor's speech, and Euril, who was eagerly peering into the lower realm alongside Straccia, finally turned behind him.
Its face is rarely reddish and its long eartips tremble in small pieces.
You realised you were too excited yourself, or a skilled Grey Ear woman has joined the conversation to fix it after coughing it up small.
"I'm sorry. I'm embarrassed that I didn't have a ride like this before."
"What, I had it when I was a kid..."
"Ta-da, it was about forty years ago. The Dragon Boat is now open to the public."
"Uhihihihihihihihi!
What was heard directly from the top along with the strange laughter was the voice of a rider manipulating a flying dragon boat.
If the experts on that path assure you, there is no escape route.
After staring at each other often silently, Euril gave him his usual superb grin.
"I heard Grey Ear people don't get old, but they're amazing..."
Apparently he guessed something, Rammella let him whine quietly with no further pursuit.
This time Yuryl's costume is a black outfit with distinguished lines all over her body.
Tunics and trousers braided with the body hair of a black-haired elephant living in the far north frozen soil, sturdiness falls one step below spider yarn, but is immutable and resistant to temperature changes.
A new addition to this is the truly silver breastplate.
This is also less rigid than black steel, but it is equally safe to bathe in acids and the like, which are less changeable.
But for that matter, the value was tense, the forehead crown and chest, and two gold coins in a set of titanium.
"There's one more kid named Moo, the lightning man."
"You're that kid touching my butt..."
"Uhhhhhh!
Also to the laughter that rang from above, the Tors looked at each other.
The capacity of the dragon boat is basically limited to five people, but it is also loosely built to load luggage, etc.
Naturally, if it's about one young child, it's enough to sit at your leisure without packing.
But I don't see Moo in the boat.
Currently, purple-eyed children were seated in the privileged seat at the neck of the flying dragon carrying Tor et al.
In other words, it was on the rider's lap.
"Um, nostalgia in the first person, that's not normal."
It is a pre-departure event.
Curious Moo snuck up from his tail to Fei Long, who emerged from the stables.
At some point, while the children spanned his head, Feilong sounded pleasantly sweet, so he didn't take care of it.
It was a relaxing mouthpiece, but the skilled rider woman also seemed quite surprised.
In the end, he resisted the waste even after ordering Moo to descend, so he left after being followed by the rider's body.
"But it's a great organization. To the swordsman, two auxiliary magicians, and a child shield."
"Moo-chan is better at helping us like we are."
"What, 'cause you didn't have a shield? Look, it."
Rammella looks suspiciously at the silver flat placed on the boat floor.
"Oh, that, a hazy circle"
"Hey, you want to stop?
"It's a good round, Mr. Lamb."
"Oh, that's a name. That's got the director's crest in it!
Tor explains quickly to Rammella on his face who said he couldn't understand everything anymore.
"That's a soli for transport. Moo's favorite."
"The child is sore......?
"Well, if you look at where I actually use it, you'll see. Is this the end of the general explanation?"
"Yes, what about that chain of command?
"The fight is basically me, but you're Mr. Yuryl when it comes to the rear guard. It's almost me when it comes to the way forward, but if you disagree, we'll discuss it."
"Okay. Mr. Thor is the captain, and Mr. Yuryl is the deputy captain."
"Oh, and I want to leave that and the decision to withdraw to Ram"
"What, me? Um... okay?
You remember the last time you fainted, the girl unconsciously bites her lower lip.
Thor, who scratched under his chin at the look of it, continued his words to reassure him.
"I'm fine. This time it won't be the wings of the escape."
"It's time to go."
"Kihihihihihihihi!
The pleasant journey of the sky marks the end, and the line that leaps over the outer wall lands in the same spot as before.
Due to a few empty days, the road leading to the basement was also blocked this time.
And the amber ants who responded to the intruder one after the other.
Euril, who waited there, spins a prayer.
"Sick, sleepy -"
Monsters who occasionally stop moving.
But I just bought some time, and there's no earthly shape to get the rubble out of.
Before Rammella, who stares at him as he asks, Thor silently touched a pile of stone and dirt walls.
- < Restore >.
Before her eyes opened instantly, the Ethereal Scale girl also opened her pompous mouth.
And as soon as they all run inside, they also forget to shut their mouths to the piles of dirt that have been piled back to normal.
"Well, it's three days from now."
The rider, who confirmed that a row had been safely placed at the entrance to the dungeon, feathered the flying dragon as he spoke of the scheduled date for his next visit.
"Sola, get the lights, please"
"Yes."
When the girl raises the demon stone lamp, a hole in the back of the decaying building floats black.
Restored Lambmerla spoke of a defensive bubble that prevented the condition, and the Tors finally stepped into the dungeon when they were ready.
Thor first, Straccia, Sola, Moo, Euril.
And there's a lamb merla at the end.
Carefully descend the diagonal slope and eventually reach further.
The dark darkness that crushes me increases tension by stimulating my defensive instincts even if no responds.
Thor, who was somehow conceiving, stopped Rammella, who tried to point the way forward with breath.
"Not that way. Over here."
What Thor showed was the ramp that had just come down.
To the captain who mentioned the fastest retreat, Rammella uttered the biggest voice of doubt that day.
"Yep!?