Eleven basement floors. The first thing to attack Ray and Elena was the air. It's not just air. It's a kind of violent atmosphere heated by intense sunlight.
　The moment they go down to the 11th basement, the two of them can't help but open their eyes to the atmosphere.
　When I went down the stairs, I could not feel the heat at all, but when I went down the stairs and reached the 11th basement floor, I felt even more heat.

(It's not hot, it's hot.)

　It's less than a minute since I came down to the magic room, but Ray's forehead sweats faintly.
　This is the extent of the body created by the Zepail family, but if ordinary people, like Ray, were to descend from the 10th basement to the 11th basement, some might even fall down if they were to make a poor move, depending on the temperature difference.

(No, as long as he's an adventurer, there's no one like that... very few, if any.)

　With that in mind, I wear dragon robes hoods as a temporary remedy for the heat.
　This eliminated the need to worry about the heat because of Ray's ability to keep the wearer comfortable, which is one of the effects of his hooded head and dragon robes.
　After a breather, Ray looks next to him.
　I have a dragon lobe, but Elena doesn't have that kind of equipment. That's why I thought you might be all right.

"Well, is this the heat of the desert?" It's really interesting."

　While his forehead was lightly sweaty, Elena looked about him with interest.
　That doesn't change the fact that this is still a small room with wizards, but Elena's long awaited desert hierarchy. That's why there must be a lot of interest.
　Thinking this way, Ray gazes at Elena, taking out a desert overcoat he bought yesterday from the Magic Pouch.

"You don't seem to mind,"
"Oh, apparently it's the effect of inheriting the magical stone of the Gent Dragon. As expected, I feel the heat, but it's not unbearable. What about you?"
"So do I. They are physically stronger than normal humans, and they have dragon robes, so it doesn't matter if it's this hot. ... well, if you take this hood down instead, you'll be filled with heat. ...Set and Yero..."

　muttering, Ray turned his eyes to the two.
　Elena also looks over there for Ray to catch her, but Sett doesn't look particularly different. No, I know it's a little hot, but I didn't see any particular abnormalities. However, Yero is weak with his stomach bent as if he were flat on the back of Seto.
　I don't think I'm unconscious, but I guess I can stand this heat.
　I thought, "Yero, a dragon from a race perspective?" Rei thought so, but considering his age, I don't think it's possible. Because he's younger than Seto.

"This is..."

　Elena looked at her errand and struggled for a moment. But he immediately turns to Ray and opens his mouth.

"Ray, will you put the yellow in the robe?"
"I don't mind that... and I'll be of little use in battle,"

　You put yellow in the robe. Naturally, if Ray makes such a rapid move as he usually does in battle, it will affect the Yero inside.

"I don't care. I and Seto are coming out as avant-garde today, so Ray magically asks for the avant-garde."
"... well, it can't be helped,"

　Ray nods that he doesn't want to think about the burden of leaving him alone.
　Reaching out to Seto's back, he picks him up, and into his own pocket... holds him inside the Dragon Robes.
　They probably sensed the change in ambient temperature with a keen sense peculiar to the Dragons. raise one's head from the inside of a dragon lobe, whining softly

"Squeak..."

　Ray and Elena nod happily when they see that they are much better than they were when they were daunted by desert-specific temperatures.
　Seeing Elena wearing an overcoat in her hand over a golden cloak, Ray calls out to Elena wearing an overcoat over his cloak.

"...is that cloak all right? If it gets in my way, I'll keep it in the mistling."
"Well, this cloak is a magic item. Wearing it under your overcoat will work. "As long as I'm in a dungeon, I want to be able to respond to whatever happens."""

　white armor, golden hair and cloak Although Elena had such a bright appearance, she seemed to have grown quiet in a desert overcoat.
　Having said that, he has enough of a prominent element because of his neat features.

"All right, I'm ready. Well... shall we go?"

　Elena, telling him so, turned her eyes to the entrance of the small room.
　Ray nods and leaves the room, handing over the first step to Elena.
　Then...

"Oh, this is certainly worthy of being called a sea of sand,"

　Elena's voice was heard outside the small room, and Ray also turned to the view outside.
　There is a saying that all sides are silver, but all sides are sandy. The endless view of the sand certainly deserved to be called a sea of sand.
　Despite the limited range of cavernous travel on the 10th basement, the views of Ray and Elena are now incomparably vast, with even hotter sunshine falling in the small room.
　It's probably because of the pseudo sun, which exists only in the sky, rather than the ceiling... Looking at the scene alone, it's hard to believe that we're in a dungeon. The sky is even higher than Egzil in summer, which seems to extend forever.

"That's considerable compared to the forest I saw on the altar of succession."
"Oh,"

　That's all I can answer to Elena's words.
　While he said it was strange to admire the desert, the moment he actually saw it, it was clearly Ray who was more captivated by the view than Elena.
　Cacti, rocks, and dunes that exist in vast deserts in the wind that winds up sand.

"Ray? ...Ray!"
"Huh? Oh, oh, oh!
"Why, I tell you, that you actually enjoy the view of the desert more than anyone else."
"Well, to be honest, I was surprised that it was completely different from what I had heard from people and what I actually saw."

　Scoop up the sand spreading across the ground, retelling Elena.
　Looking around again, feeling the smooth sand spilling down between my fingers.

"…it's no use doing this. .It's no use doing this. Do you want to proceed first?"
"I don't mind that, but unlike caves, maps are of little use as long as there are no roads?"

　Elena presents the map she had, but only the rough terrain is drawn on it, and there is nothing like a road.

"Then I could ride on a set and see what was going on in the sky."
"Shall we do that, indeed. and yet, looking behind me like this, I feel quite a bit."

　Behind Elena's muttered gaze was a stone room standing in the desert.
　Only the room at the end of their eyes, from which they came out, gave off a sense of strangeness in the desert.

"Perhaps we'll set the course around that little room. Would you like to have Seto fly and see how things are going? Elena, what direction is the stairs in?""If this little room is in the center of the map, and the rocks you see over there are those on the map... south-southwest?"
"…and trouble again." If it were at least south or west, it would be easy to understand."
"Glu?"

　Ray thinks with a difficult face to Seto's voice, "What are you going to do?"
　Among the robes of Ray, the yellow crows happily in a cool and comfortable environment.

"... I beg you. If you just wait here, you'll lose your strength in the heat. Let's go a little further. Fortunately, Seto can fly and sense my presence to some extent, so I don't get lost."
"I think you might be able to wait in a small room for Seth to come back?"
"I thought about that, but if I want to get used to this desert class, I think I should go a little further."
"Well, it's certainly better to proceed than just wait here. I should like to go down to the twelfth basement if possible."
"Grull".

　Ray and Elena's comments make Seto complain that he's OK.
　There is no need to meddle in the remaining one, as it is in Ray's pocket in the first place.

"Then we're going in the direction of what seems to be south-southwest, and Seto, go ahead. "If you think about the room we've come down from, you'll probably have a similar small room, so I think it's easy to find the goal itself."
"Gurling!"

　He sings high at Ray's words and goes up into the air, flapping his wings after a few steps of running. Even if the place was in a desert, the way it ran up as if stepping on the air made me feel magnificent as usual.
　After seeing Sett off, Ray and Elena look at each other and nod softly, and follow him into the desert.





"I expected it, but it's quite hard to walk again."
"That can't be helped," for it's a desert."

　muttered Elena, covered with overcoats, moistening her throat with a water bottle she had taken out of her waist magic pouch -- the contents of which, of course, Ray had taken out with a flowing dagger.
　Because of the desert on the ground, every step you take makes you lose your footing and exhaust your extra strength.
　Or perhaps if you're an adventurer accustomed to this hierarchy, or if you're originally from a desert area, it's the first time Ray and Elena have actually set foot in the desert, even though they've heard about it and heard about it on books and TV -- Ray alone. If you keep walking in the desert for that reason, you will rapidly lose strength.
　The reason why Ray and Elena can continue walking without any particular problems is that they have an order of magnitude more physical strength than usual.
　If you were as strong as a normal adventurer, you would have certainly been slowed down by sand scaffolding within half an hour.
　But it's not limited to this class, it's a baptism to the first to venture into the desert. After being baptized, they gradually acclimate themselves to the desert and learn how to move themselves. That's the norm, but...

"Well, is there any trick in lifting your feet rather than stepping on sand?"
"When you step on sand, it's easier to walk if you step on the sole of your foot, not the heel or toe."

　We learn how to move our bodies in the desert rapidly, talking to each other about things that we notice.
　What was extraordinary about these two would be that they were not walking along the desert peaks, but simply walking straight down the path of Seto.
　If you're used to deserts, you'd normally walk along peaks with sand that's rather stiff than flat.
　But Ray and Elena don't know it and simply walk straight towards Seto.
　How can we talk to each other and walk more efficiently in the desert? We move on thinking about it, and not enough to say... but we can walk with less effort.
　About an hour after the Rays arrived at this 11th basement. As the daytime approached, the speed of walking in the desert was increasing.

"But..."
"What's the matter?"

　Wandering on the sand, Ray mutters as he caresses the rustling yellow, saying he is free to stay still in his pocket.

"No, even though I came to the desert, I couldn't see any monsters at all. There were only deserts and cacti and chunks of rock."

　Ray muttered as he looked around him, and suddenly found something in his sight and stopped talking along the way.
　Yes, three adventurers running toward them from about 1km away. That's all right. I hope so, but...

"I think there's a big bug behind me."

　As Elena muttered next to Ray, chasing the three adventurers was a giant worm-like insect over five meters long, the so-called sandworm.
　It's not just one, it's only three within sight.

(Did my words become flags?)

　Immediately prepare for battle, judging that they will not be able to escape at this distance.
　As discussed beforehand, Elena moved to the avant-garde and Ray moved to the avant-garde to release magic, waiting for adventurers and sandworms approaching them.