"I don't think there are many dungeons to dive into today."
"Well, I suppose... no, I'm sure it's about the attack on the Silwa family."

　Walk toward the dungeon and talk about how fewer adventurers are heading there than usual. 　
　Right next to it is Seto, who is also Elena's errand-monger, who is still at the inn today because he can't stand the heat of the desert.

"And... I think that's the case because I'm too late to go to the dungeon today as much as I've come to the Silwa family."
"Oh, that's only natural,"

　Ray nods to Elena's words.
　It's natural that you want to earn as much time as possible, but the more time goes by, the fewer adventurers go to the guild.
　That would mean fewer adventurers heading to the dungeon in this exil.
　Recently, Ray's routine was to head to the dungeon early in the morning, but when he was in Guillum, he hated crowds and went to the guild after a certain number of people had dropped.
　We walk around talking like that and stop by our usual skewer restaurant.

"Are you going to dive into the dungeon again today? It's noisy all over the city".

　Rey nods to the owner of the restaurant who is offering Lizardman skewers instead of taking orders.

"Oh, Elena and I have come all the way to Egzil to challenge Dungeon. But if you say so, are there not many adventurers in the dungeon today?"
"Well, I don't know the exact number because I don't bother counting, but I'm sure there aren't many adventurers heading to dungeons. because of yesterday's incident."

　a shopkeeper muttering with a sigh
　Even the owner of the shop knows about last night's incident, and at the same time he knows that the Silwa family are now looking for criminals and clues around the city.

(No...)

　Thinking that far, Ray shakes his head slightly.
　for there were some adventurers at the sight of the Silwa family.

(It may be important to find the culprit, but isn't it a little too much? If it were so obvious, the culprit would be wary of it.)

　That's how Ray, Elena, and Seto, who finished eating skewers, pay the price and leave the stall.

"There may be a lot of things... it is dangerous in many ways for us to be involved in Egzil's power struggle."

　muttering, Elena gasps with a melancholy stare at the noisy people around her.

"I hope that ordinary people will not be harmed by the power struggle."
"That's probably all right, isn't it?" At least Bosque won't wastefully confuse the exiles they are governing. I think it will be done in a very short time, if anything."
"Well, I hope so..."

　Ray's words probably won't dispel my anxiety.

(No wonder)

　Surely, as Ray himself said, the bosque would not be unnecessarily disruptive. But it's just bosque. I don't know if anyone else will think the same way, and I can predict what the fuss will be like, given the characteristics of Shaffner that Ray and Elena know. ...no, it's better to describe it as unpredictable in a way.

"Anyway, it's not for us to do something about Egzil, it's for Egzil to decide. All we have to do is dive into the dungeon as originally intended."
"... I see. I'm sorry, Ray. I've made you worry."
"Grull?"

　Elena smiles unconsciously and gently reaches out and pats her head as Seto rubs her face with a cry of "Cheer up?"

"Glu".

　A set that gives a happy cry to the feel of being patted on the head.
　Nearly half of the people around her were amazed at her appearance, and the other half smiled.
　It hasn't been long since I came to Egzil. However, the familiarity of Seto is still widespread.
　This, however, may also be influenced by Ray and Elena's essentially only passing fixed places.
　Because I only went to certain places, I met the same people so many times, and I finally got used to seeing Ray and Elena's interactions with Sett.
　Show the dungeon card to the gatekeeper who leads to the square in front of the dungeon and enter.
　There were adventurers in the square, of course, but still few.

"...but that's the same as before."

　Ray murmured, slightly frowning, looking at the group of the Holy Lights gathered in a part of the square.

"I don't think it's worth worrying about." In fact, the cost of hiring is high, but as long as some people still use it, there is no reason to blame. If it were to be forced into employment, it would be a matter of course for adventurers to employ themselves."

　As Elena muttered, two adventurers were speaking to a group of the Holy Knights.
　The face is familiar to Ray. They have been recruiting wild parties in this square several times.
　There was an attack today, and there were probably not many adventurers here, so they were forced to hire a holy light adventurer.

"Well, everything else. My house is ours. In our case, we are unlikely to lack military strength. If there is anything wanting, they are thieves, but there are few traps in the twelfth basement, so you needn't worry about them."

　The reason why we can't say that there are no traps is because we know that there are few traps.

"Well, and I hope that there are not many people. Especially...

　Ray glinting at Set.
　Understanding the meaning of her gaze, Elena nodded a little, patted Ray on the shoulder wrapped in a dragon lobe, and immediately made her way to the transition apparatus.





"That's the same rocky desert as ever,"

　That was Ray's first word out of the magician's cellar, which had been transferred to the 12th basement by a transfer device.
　The air on the 12th basement was dry in comparison to the high humidity, high temperature and discomfort in Egzil, perhaps because of the rain that had been falling until the night before.
　It was higher than Egzil purely in terms of temperature, but it was still better here in terms of comfort.
　That's probably because they have magic items that can control temperature to some extent, such as dragon robes and overcoats.

"Well, the first thing to do is to absorb the magic stone,"

　Before Ray says anything, Elena tells me so.
　I guess I was half expecting it from the interaction outside the dungeon.

"Oh, there's Spear Frog's magic stone that I got yesterday."

　As for materials other than Spear Frog's two magical stones, the guild bought them after giving them to the warehouse the day before.
　As the Silwa family contacted me, I was able to get a purchase at a higher than usual rate, as promised in advance.
　He moves to the place where he had previously absorbed the magical stone, and immediately pulls out Spear Frog's magical stone.

"Well... I wish I could learn new skills." ...set!"
"Grunt!"

　When Ray called out to Seto and threw a magical stone, he accepted it with a stick and swallowed it...

[Seto has mastered the skills of water polo Lv.3]

　The usual announcement message plays in my mind.

"Grull!"

　a set of joyful voices at the acquisition of
　Ray twists his head inwardly, even as he caresses his head with a happy smile on his face.

(Water polo? Why water polo? Sure, Spear Frog is a frog-shaped monster, but since he lives in the desert, he has never used water magic or attack methods. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . ."What skills did Ray and Sett acquire?"

　Ray, who had been wondering inside, interrupts his thoughts with Elena's words from behind him.

"The water polo has improved".
"Well, you've improved your level. It's certainly interesting, but if possible, I wanted to see a whole new skill set."

　Ray shrugs his shoulders with a wry smile on his face.

"If I had learned a skill from Spear Frog, perhaps it was the way to stretch that tongue, and then the tip of Seto's tongue might be sharpened and rubber-stretched and stabbed at the enemy... would you like to see that?"

　At Ray's words, Elena imagines the scene with her eyes closed for a few seconds and then shakes her head slightly.

"It doesn't look good on Seto."
"Glu?"

　Elena's words were exhaled with a sigh, but Seto himself quits his throat with a slight tilt of his head.

"...set...well, my water polo has risen to the next level. Show me at once."

　Ray also imagines Sett's tongue reaching out like Spear Frog and stabbing the enemy, telling Sett as if to mislead the story.

"Gurling! Gurling!"

　The moment after the cry, two water poloes appear in front of Seto.
　The water polo, which used to be about 30 cm in diameter, grew to about 40 cm, and at the same time, it was moving faster than before.

"Is it getting bigger and faster?" The rest is power, but... set."
"Gurgling!"

　Crying and releasing water polo alternately intersects and thrusts, before hitting a huge rock nearby, crushing the surface of the rock.

"Not only the size of the water polo, but also the power and speed of the water polo. I'm quite free to move it."
"I've heard it's water polo, but it's more powerful than I expected. I can't believe I'm breaking a rock."
"Glu?"

　Ray, who is impressed, and Elena, who is surprised by the power of water polo. Seto then tilts his head and purrs, asking, "How do you feel proud.
　Elena caresses such a set, and Ray gives Seto the dried meat from the mistling.
　After a few minutes, Ray, who was stroking Sett with Elena, stands up and takes the magical stone and death size out of Mistilling.

"That Seto has strengthened his water polo... now, can I learn anything?"

　Throw the magic stone over the sky and flash in death size. The magical stone is instantly cut off by a blow that cuts through the space itself and disappears like a haze.
　Remembering the absorption of an abnormal kind of magical stone, you put your strength into the body to be ready for anything to happen.
　But...

"...nothing,"

　mutter in a voice that seemed either reassuring or disappointing, and lower the drastic death-size.

"Glu?"

　While patting the cet, who is rubbing his head against his throat, he nods that there is no problem.
　In the first place, the possibility of mastering skills through the absorption of magical stones in the art of magic is strong, even though there is a tendency to do so.
　If it's no use being depressed every time without mastering the skills, the death size held by the hand that doesn't stroke the set is stored in the mistling.

"It was unfortunate that I couldn't acquire the skills, but it's no use saying too much. Now we're exploring the 12th basement."

　When you say that much, Ray's belly rings around you.
　I'm hungry. Send me some food.

"Huh...Ray, I'm just struggling to challenge the dungeon on an empty stomach. And considering the time, it's still a little early, but it's close to noon. Why don't you eat here before you do?"
"...yes,"

　When I was about to challenge the dungeon, my stomach would suddenly ring, and I would take out the lunch box I received from Mistilling, with a miserable expression on my face.
　It's basically a sandwich, but it's also a basket full of other dishes.
　"As expected, the quality of the food was perfect, and the service of making a lunch box according to the amount of food Ray and Elena ate."

(The magic tent... you know)

　Looking at the surroundings, judging that there is no need to put out a magic tent, washing hands with running dagger water, moistening their throats, and the two and one begin to eat lunch boxes.