"He's... he's amazing,"

　Next to Ray mutters an archer watching the Battle of Vihela.
　Listening to it, Bune is proud of himself.
　The archer couldn't understand it, though, because his expression was so little.
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　You've probably figured out who's in front of you.
　He was a man who had just come to Egzil, but he still hears of the four families that laid the foundation for the labyrinthine city. And one of the four families has already fallen.
　It's unusual for a young girl, about ten, to be a thief, and that's probably why she was identified. Unlike Vihela, who was supposed to be a Fraut family or a person who knew it, even a man of archery could easily guess it.
　Even so, you can say that it's wonderful to change your attitude of receiving help just by changing your expression.

"Well, that's a relief. As I said before, I never thought Stone Puppet was so strong."
"It certainly was quite different from the Mad Puppet,"
"Oh, we thought we could afford it because we had fought with the Mad Puppet several times... when a thief attacked us before we met. It's not that I'm dead, it's just that I'm fainting."

　The moment the archer said so.

"Don't be silly! That bastard was my prey!"
"Now that you've got help, you can't talk to me like that, can you say. You know, we couldn't beat this Stone Puppet by ourselves."

　Such a voice came into Ray's and the archer's man's ears.
　The archer turned his eyes hastily to the sound of his voice, where he saw Ramros yelling at the viola as if to bite him, and a man with a hammer chanting.
　Vihela was being shouted at like that, but she didn't seem to care a bit about her hair and checked her insteps and instep.
　We had our weapons adjusted the night before, so we're probably checking it out.
　However, Ramros, who has been ignored like that, is far from tolerable. Vichela, who is not worth listening to his words, brings up a blood vessel on her forehead...

"Stop it, Ramros!"

　A hurried archer screams sharply at Ramros, who is about to yell at something again.

"Menos, why are you stopping me! They broke into our battle without permission!"

　Turning his head, Ramros yells at the archer.
　Watching the scene sideways, Vihela looks over there for a moment and breathes a stunned sigh.
　Yes, as you do when you see a hopeless idiot.
　Of course, I can't stand Ramros, who is easily exhaled like that and easily gets bloodshot in my head bleeds like that. Trying to turn the tide and yell at Vihela again...

"Calm down!"

　With his voice, Menos' flat hand hits Ramros on the cheek.
　I guess he didn't know for a moment what had happened. But he soon realized that he had been beaten...

"That's enough, it's ugly," It's disgraceful that you didn't protect Kalsana to others... and you shouldn't take it out on your benefactors who helped us."

　The hammerman probably agrees with Menos. Breathe out and say it to Ramros in a low voice, and he turns his gaze to Vihela again.
　It looks like a dancer, wearing thin cloth over underwear.
　However, unlike ordinary dancers, the insteps and insteps on both hands and feet are probably different. An inflammatory costume that stirs up a man's desire, and the insteps of the hands and feet that leave a strong impression. The imbalance added to the impression of Vihela.

"Our party members are sorry. I'm an energy guy. I'm a blue sky party leader."

　Putting the hammer on the ground, the man who identified himself as Energaea bowed again to Vihela.
　That's how much you've come to think of dealing with him. Or perhaps having finished checking the condition of the insteps and the insteps, Vihela turns to the hammer-man who calls himself Energaea.

"You've finally got a man to understand." "And what shall I do? Can I get this stone-puppet here?"
"Here! We were the first to fight him!"
"... Hmm. Will you cut it off? Your sword never touched me in the first place. It's purely my own power that knocked me down. I want you to leave useless only at night."

　a crackle
　A blood vessel re-emerged on Ramros' forehead, who had been listening to Vihela's words.
　However, there is no interesting reason for Vihela to say whatever she wants. He turned a disdainful glance at Lamros and smiled provokingly at his lips.

"Hey! Oops...."
"Stop it! Whatever you think of it, it's your fault! You know, we've been beaten by this Stone Puppet." You have saved it, so to speak, your life! And you have something to do before you run at her!"

　At Energaea's words, Ramros turns to his little breathless lover, who is lying in the corner of the aisle.

"Calsana!"

　Perhaps it was frustrating to put the sword in the sheath, so I threw it on the spot and hurriedly headed there.
　At that time, the long sword that hit the ground after hitting the stone-puppet many times was broken in the middle of the blade, but only Ramros noticed it, and he ran away without seeming to have noticed it.

"Oh... let me thank you again. You have saved me. Thank you. You're the ones who saved my life."
"Well, he doesn't seem to think so,"
"Don't say so," He looks like that, but usually he doesn't forget his consideration for others, but suddenly his girlfriend gets hurt and he's unconscious. I understand your impatience."
"Well, but you're not happy to take it out on me for that?"
"I know," I'll tell him exactly later."
"Well, I'm not interested in that level of strength. But I'd rather get this stone-puppet?"
"Of course. We know best that all we've been able to do is buy time. Take it with you. Is that all right?"

　When Energaea calls out to Menos, the archer, he nods that he has no objection.

"To be honest, I didn't think Stonepuppet was this strong. I knocked down the madpuppet a couple of times... but this sixth basement seems to have been a lot of load for us. Let's improve our skills a little before we start over.""Oh, I have to wait for Kalsana's recovery".

　Energaea and Menos nod, sighing at each other.
　But...

"What...huh!"

　After hearing the words, Bune exclaims involuntarily as she looks at the stone-puppet that has fallen to the ground and stopped moving.

"What's the matter, Bune? ... What a trouble, I don't know exactly what Bune is saying."
"Well, in the first place, it's strange to communicate only with the 'n.'"

　Ray agrees with Elena's words with a wry smile.
　However, there was someone here who could do the strange thing without hesitation. No, it wasn't about communication, but as someone who fought against Stone Puppets, I realized how unusual it was.

"I'm saying that this stone-puppet is strange."

　Those who had no experience in fighting with Stone Puppets were all but the open-mouthed Vihela and the patterning of Stone Puppets. Even Ramros is looking at Vihela near Kalsana, who is lying on the ground.
　With the gaze of almost everyone there, Vihela shrugs her shoulders slightly before opening her mouth.

"The Stone Puppet is certainly stronger than the Mad Puppet." But it's not as strong as the Mad Puppet. It's a good thing about the height of acorns."
"Wait! We are also fighting against the Mad Puppet. But..."

　Energaea interrupts Vichela's words with an expression of unconsciousness.
　Watching it, Vihela nods as if she knew it.

"Yes, obviously this stone puppet was strong. No, if you think of it as a stone puppet, it's too strong. What do you think of Bune?"
"Yes,"

　nod to Vichela's words and pick up fragments of a stone papet that had fallen to the ground in an attack by an Energaean hammer and hand them to Vichela.
　When Menos looked at it and tried to open his mouth.

"As expected, this is not a stone. No, I wonder if it is correct to describe it as some kind of magical metal, not as a stone."
"Wait a minute. I mean, this stone-puppet is..."

　a Vihela nodding without listening to Menos until the end

"Yes, it's probably a rare species... or a superior species."
"... again?"

　a pickle
　Vihela's eyebrows move when she hears what Ray mutters in her mouth, turning her eyes to Ray.

"Ray, what does "again" mean?"
"Huh? Oh, I fought against Sword Bee's queen bee-like opponent in the upper classes. It means that they weren't the kind of enemies that would normally appear in that hierarchy."
"Well, that queen bee, if it were to fight normally, had taken tactical action against Sword Bee, though she was clumsy. That's definitely a higher-ranked monster than Sword B."

　When Elena nods in agreement with Ray's words, Vihela, who has been thinking about it for a few seconds, turns to Bune and asks.

"... what do you think, Bune? Is this strange for you, who have been in this dungeon for more years than I have?"
"Yes,"

　As usual, Bune muttered a few words and nodded, but there was something harsh in his eyes.
　Vichela was the only one who could feel it.

"That's right. It's obviously strange. This has rarely happened before. So what's going on? What's going on? ... Don't you know anything about that? I'll have to look into it a little more closely."

　Vichela, muttering, turning her gaze towards Energaea and Menos.

"My dear fellow," Now that the situation has come to this end, will we escape from the dungeon today?"
"Oh, oh! Of course. I wouldn't search for a dungeon in the absence of thieves. Besides, there are other problems besides the thief Kalsana."

　Beyond Energaea's gaze was a halved long sword which was thrown in half by Ramros.
　With one of the party's main attackers, Ramros' weapons broken, it is nothing short of suicide to explore this sixth basement.
　Of course, having come this far, it is true that Ramlos has more than a certain amount of ability. And, of course, they have extra weapons. However, the spare was still a spare dagger, and it was true that compared to the long sword I had used up until now, the spare dagger fell one or two steps.

"Oh, I should have brought a porter. and I should have been able to have a spare dagger."

　Menos mutters with a sigh, but Energaea shrugs his shoulders in a sigh.

"It may have been so, but our party was originally held without a porter. In the first place, I didn't think a porter was this necessary to dive into a dungeon. Well, we were all alive even though we were injured. That's all very well, isn't it? So, what if we go back up?"
"I want you to tell the guild about this. There might be something strange going on."
"Well, I don't mind that much... What about you guys? Aren't you crimson? Isn't it more persuasive for someone like that to explain?"

　Energaea called out to Ray, who was patting Seto and wary of the surroundings.
　I half expected that I would be known, as long as I was with Seto, but without an immediate answer I turned to Vihela.

"I'm afraid we'll look around here a little more... seven below ground, if possible." There may be something unusual besides this Stone Puppet."
"...I see, that's the case." I'll leave it to you then. Even if we push ourselves too hard in this situation, it will only be a drag. Lambros, let's go!"
"Oh, I see,"

　As Ramros, nodding to Energaea's voice and carrying a fainting Kalsana on his back, passed before Vihela...

"I'm sorry you hit me pointlessly. Thank you for your help."

　I was going to say a brief thank you and then leave.