Fortunately, the sarcophagus lid wasn't closed.

Down to the eleventh basement floor, the Tors begin sweeping and mapping the surrounding monsters.

While driving out the steel doll that shoots out the ice-column, he goes round the aisle exactly to the edge and buries it without overlooking it.

"Hmm, it's getting so wide."

"Really."

If you overlap it with a map on the tenth floor, it looks like it's about 30% larger.

But since the northern half is the big room where evil spirits wander around, there's no need to look into it anymore.

The day ended only with the exploration of the eleventh floor, partly because of the careful time taken.

"I'm home. Even though it's in the dungeon, I'd be thrilled to be back here."

Sola, who unloaded her luggage on the stairs, replaces the demon stone on the heating plate, which had become so cold.

Then I taste the contents of the pan that was left on top, the stew of the kabu green beans and nod satisfactorily.

"Yeah, it's boiling nice. It's boiling"

It's a dish I planted before I left, but it seems to have been simmered with just the right addition or subtraction by the time the demon stone ran out.

Insert the cuts into the white fluffy bread and pinch the butter, then line it up to enclose the warm pan again.

Since lunch and intermission are all things that can be done quickly while walking, it is Sola's insistence that we at least want to have a good taste of dinner.

"Sora, you're perfectly handy."

Yuryl shrugs happily as she cleverly peels the skin of the golden fruit in her hand with a knife.

The girl who heard the words let her chest stretch out with skill.

"Eh. Are you being an adventurer?

"Yeah, I'm a fine adventurer who's not ashamed to put me out anywhere anymore."

To a kind of mother-child conversation, the two smiled together.

After a delicious dinner, the line lays on each of the three sleeping quarters.

Moo, who joined Tor, looked at the bug basket and striped leather box arranged on the pillow with a snug face.

The contents of the snake leather box are heavenly lightning rings.

It was obvious that when forced to remove it, it would be wasteful, so Euril tried to convince Moo with the opposite idea.

Children who were taught that they might be stolen by someone because they were too pretty were always going to keep their offerings in boxes when they didn't use them.

Even more voluntarily we clean up after, and it would be good to say that Euril's idea worked beautifully.

Moo slept well into the morning in Thor's arms with his precious treasure by his side.

Day three into the labyrinth.

The Tors embarked on an exploration of the twelfth basement.

"Ha ha. That's just how many I'm getting."

"Oh, give it a rest"

From this floor, the number of steel dolls had even increased.

There were many tough occasions when Yuryl's magic moves were not stopped in time as the small dolls on the ceiling called for backup one after another.

"Grandma Yu, would you mind? Moo will do it for you!

Rub the back of the bent Yuryl up hard with the little hand the child has turned red.

The silver-haired woman, who exhaled her white breath for a long time, let her eartips shake for comfort.

This day was the result of halving the mapping on the twelfth floor and pulling it off.

Fourth day of the following day.

I tried to go finish the rest of the map on the twelfth basement floor, and the stone coffin was closed.

When I look in the aisle, I find evil spirits in white military uniforms as I was asking.

Clean up the steel doll, then the sword-drawn toil approaches quietly.

To the figure of the man who hung the sword of his escape, the skeleton turned around in a panic and fled, wondering if he had raised or lowered the jaw bone as surprised.

"Here we go, Sola"

"Let me go!

At the corner of the Ding aisle, a girl was already waiting.

Stuck like putting up a cane to block the way.

If you are surprised and run to the other side of the road, you will succeed, even if you have attacked us, you can < erase > some parts of your body and threaten them.

The warden's ghost, who came all the way to the protrusion, looks at Chirali and Sola's face, then plunges into the front wall without loosening momentum.

And disappeared into the wall like smoke.

"Yeah, yeah, that's it?

"It's a ghost, so you can use those hands too"

In the end, it took all evening to manage to push the former warden into the sarcophagus room successfully.

Along the way, there were a few scenes where even that moderate Euril would silently lift his wand, though with all the hassle.

Although it is now easy to get to the eleventh floor, time is running out there.

The next day, after a short conversation with the Heavenly Storm Alliance, which came after noon, the Tors dispersed from the underground prison.

Slowly rest your feelings and body for about three days and dive into the labyrinth to be replaced again.

If there are still chillies on the stairs on the tenth floor, you can have the iron lattice open from the inside, so you don't have to go all the way around to the chain room to shorten the time by about half a day.

By the way, the iron plaid under the stairs leaves the basics open, and it never closes unless you pull the chain at the hands of people.

The Tors, who arrive at the stairs in the middle of the afternoon, exchange information with the chill they were about to pull up before asking him to give way to the sleeping area.

The next day, the map of the twelfth basement was finally completed.

After dinner, we'll just compare the three of us.

"Doesn't sound very different."

"Right. There was no other trick."

"In the end, how do you open an iron lattice in a big room?

The eleventh and twelfth floors had only one large prison cell on the north side, and the south side had exactly the same structure as the integrated guard area.

There is no place to get caught together and remains unknown with regard to the iron plaid blocking the entrance to and exit from the large room.

But there's no point in going into a dangerous room on purpose.

"Well, now you can explore the thirteenth floor without worrying."

"Yeah!"

"Yeah, let's stick it out tomorrow"

"Moomchi, hang in there!

And the next day, when Tor saw the sarcophagus that was closed, he kicked the lid as much as he wanted.