"Well, my dear lady, Mr. Ray said. Have a nice day. I wish you a safe return today."

　Hearing a voice from Twofar, Ray and Elena leave the inn. The way to is the stable where Seto and Yero live.
　It's been three days since we arrived in the labyrinthine city of Egzil. Today's goal is, of course, a dungeon's capture.
　Fortunately, on the first day of the dungeon challenge, there was no particular danger, though there was an accident where I could meet Bune. So today Elena and Ray were discussing going down the second basement to the third basement.

(but if anything, the trouble would have been greater after I left the dungeon.)

　Elena looks sideways at Ray walking next to her, muttering inwardly.
　Passing through his mind was Vihela, dressed like underwear, wearing layers of thin cloth that seemed transparent to the other side, and wearing the insteps and insteps on both hands and feet.

(Not to mention that Ray was forced to do so by such a woman, but he had to respond resolutely. ...and maybe Ray likes that kind of outfit, but that kind of outfit to me... wait, I think Arra used to tell me that men like women's sensational looks. Then... should I wear something like that that which I can't even describe as a dress?!)

　Elena, whose facial expression remains almost unchanged, is still quite confused inside.
　I don't think I felt Elena's condition, but Ray, who was walking next to me, glanced and opened his mouth.

"Elena, my goal to-day is to be three basement floors, but in a trap... Elena?"
"No, but -- but where then -- but the Duchess is like that..."

　Elena muttering something in her mouth without a trace of Ray's voice.
　While questioning Elena, she reaches out to her white metal-armored shoulders and calls out.

"Hey, Elena," Were you listening to me?"
"Oh!? Oh, my. Of course. Are you going to go to the third basement today? I have no problem, either."

　Perhaps it was because of her experience as a princess general that she was confused enough to say she was suffering from anxiety in her heartily, however, she listened carefully to the story in a corner of her head. Or was it simply a product of chance?
　Anyway, even though they manage to talk back to Ray, they stop at the stable and take Seto and Yero out into the city.
　I guess 70% of the people around me are afraid and 20% are curious. As for the remaining ten percent, he looks as if he loved Seto.

(I can't believe that in just one day my line of sight will change so much. Should I say it's Seto? Well, in terms of loveliness, Yero isn't outdone, but... the first time I see Seto's body is bigger than Yero's.)

　Staying on his left shoulder, he turns his eyes to Yero looking around him, stroking his back, and proceeding along the road.
　I bought Lizardman skewers at a stall as I did yesterday, but the owner's expression was completely different from yesterday's, so I didn't have to be afraid of Seto.
　Of course, not all fears have been completely dispelled. But he probably understood that Seto would not attack him pointlessly. Elena's eyes clearly show that she has enough room to express herself.

"Are you going to dungeon again today? You just went yesterday, right?"
"Oh, that's what I meant,"

　When Ray told me so, the owner of the skewer shop seemed impressed... but he nodded with a worried look on his face.

"Is there anything wrong?"
"No, I often hear from adventurers if they sell skewers near the dungeon, but most of the adventurers say that if they dive into the dungeon for a day, they will rest for a few days at most."
"If you think about it physically, that's the right thing to do... but can you get along with it? Especially if you're in a shallow class where beginners can dive, you can't make enough money, can you?"
"I'm not quite sure about that. Do you do it while saying something, or do you earn money by doing other jobs when you're not in the dungeon?"

　Ray shakes his head at the shopkeeper's words and thinks about it for a few seconds.
　But soon they decide that they can proceed at their own pace, pay for the skewers, thank them, and then leave.

"It's delicious to open a restaurant near the dungeon."

　Ray mumbling as he eats the last bite and puts the skewers in the mistling.
　Elena nods to Ray's words, but she already has nothing in her hand. Elena also ate the skewers, but only one, so the skewers were processed on the spot.

"Grull".

　Seth also nodded, and went straight through the dungeon and the gate to the square near the entrance...

"Wait a minute! Can you have a party with us.
"No, please go there with us!"
"This is first!"
"Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait! I'm the first one to call out."
"It's not easy to win first. You should decide here purely by ability!"
"It's a little too long for them to be like that, so let's talk about me first."
"Well, there! You're not running out of the way."
"Yes, you have a habit of snatching the person we were going to invite from the side the other day."

　The moment I entered the square, I was approached by three people. Two men and one woman keep talking without interruption.
　Ray watched the conversation dumbfounded for a moment, but he knew immediately what was going on.
　She must have been trying to get rid of the spill when she found out that Seto was much more gentle than she had expected, and that Ray, who accompanied her, was not as violent as rumors of her exaggerated tail fin and pectoral fin.

「……」

　Elena breathes a little sigh as she turns to Ray, wondering if she has come to a similar conclusion.
　For some time it was half expected that this would happen if their abilities were revealed. As for yesterday, only one person spoke directly to me because it was still unclear what the group, including Ray, had to doomed. The fact that Ray and Elena's shopping and eating activities in the city brought their character to light may have been one of the causes of this uproar.

『……』

　They pressed at each other, looking at each other, but it was Ray who ultimately lost. After patting Seto on the head, he approaches the three arguing. 　
　While we were away from each other for a moment, it was supposed to have been a quarrel between leaders, but before we knew it, it turned into a quarrel including party members.
　You ripped off a promising member from the side last time, so before that, you brought a lot of material from the time you knocked down a monster in a dungeon. They tricked the ore they found in the dungeon into taking it with their mouths.
　From the leaders' point of view, bringing Ray, Elena, and Seto into their party will definitely boost their strength. So we were arguing loudly, as if we would never retreat... and that leads to the demoralization of Ray and Elena.

"I'm sorry, but the party members are in time for now. I don't want to work with anyone, not just you."
"Oh, no matter how strong you are, it's dangerous to dive into a dungeon alone. Including porters, the average is at least five."

　Ray's words are filled with female adventurers. When Ray sees Elena next to him, he nods as if he thought of something, and shows Mistyling, who is fitted in his right arm, to a woman... and eventually to everyone there.

"Do you know what this bracelet is?"
"... any magic items?"

　The answer was not a woman, but a boy's likeness -- but an adventurer's man, who seemed to be older than Ray.
　He nods to the man and pulls out his favorite weapon, Death Size, from the mistling.
　The sudden appearance of the weapon in Ray's hand quells the hustle and bustle of the surroundings, albeit momentarily. It was the same with the largest group here, Holy Light."Do you know that there is a magic item created by studying the item box…? It's not that big, it's a simple item box, but this is one of them."

　Ray says so and wields his death size.
　It could have been described as a real item box. But when Ray decided it would be a bother, he turned to Elena's waist pouch, a magic pouch created using spatial magic, and decided to borrow the setting.
　Of course, since spatial magic itself is a very difficult magic, magic pouches using it are equally valuable. However, they still decided that it was better than the item box, which is said to have only a few in existence in the world.

"And I'm not the only one," Elena's waist pouch is a similar magic item. In other words, we don't need porters. Did you understand?"
"Well, how about the fighting force? Our party places importance on fighting. I don't care how much war you have!"

　The next person to say so was a man in his twenties. He was the first of the three to speak to Ray.
　Dressed in a half-plate armour, Paul Ax is holding it in his hand.

(I can't say it's my duty, but isn't it difficult to use that long-handled weapon in a dungeon?)

　I lay aside and muttered to myself that my death size was even more difficult to handle than Paul Ax.
　I just glanced at the man and then slowly shook my head from side to side.

"Unfortunately, there is no problem with military power. As long as I, Elena, and Seto are present. That might be a different story if you get around Rank A monsters, but we're still on the second basement. If I really need strength, I'll rely on you when I get a Rank A monster. That's all right, isn't it?"
"...No, it's not like you're dealing with Rank A monsters.

　a man who is at a loss for words when he hears Ray's question.
　This man is reasonably confident in his party's fighting power. That's why he said he could have any military power against Ray. However, it was simply a combat force compared to a person of the same rank as themselves, and they understood that even if they were against Rank B monsters, let alone Rank A, they would not be able to do anything like that.
　And that's probably why they wanted to attract exceptional combatants like Ray and Seto.
　If Elena had noticed that she was a princess general, the enthusiasm for solicitation might have increased even further.

(No, surely you don't have the guts to let the Duchess into the party?)

　say a decisive word, thinking so in one's heart

"What we desperately need now is thieves. though it is a condition that we are good enough not to drag our feet in battle."

　Ray's words, "We need robbers," briefly conjures up hope on the man's face, but he sighs regretfully when he is told that he won't drag himself in the battle. It wasn't just the man, it was the other two people who were putting the thieves into the party, or the people around them watching a series of conversations.
　Some give a sigh, others blame their fellow bandits for not being so good, and the thief glares at them looking at them with an unpleasant expression on his face.
　Ray shrugs his shoulders at the three people who speak to him in spite of such a conversation.

"You know what I mean, right? I'm sorry, but we're going to dungeon. Let me go."
"Oh, oh, oh...
"Yes,"
"...it can't be helped,"

　There is no way the three of them can go any further to Ray's words, and they just pass by quietly.
　In the meantime, several robbers in the Church of the Holy Light, who were watching the situation, seemed to want to say something, but in the end they did not say anything.
　As a bandit in the Church of the Holy Light, he might have wanted to sell himself because he judged himself to be a good hand. However, as long as we were in a position to give help to others only after being asked to do so, we could not speak to ourselves.
　While somehow perceiving the state of the Holy Light, Ray and Elena, Sett and Yero touch the transition apparatus and disappear to the second basement.