"... Is this the way it is?"

　Ray muttered as he looked at the body of an auger lying on the cobble.
　The tip of the spear in his hand is stained with the blood of an auger, which drips down into the cobble.
　There were marks of spear penetration on his forehead, from which blood flowed and a strong smell of blood floated about him.
　If it were Ray's known auger, he wouldn't have been hurt a little, but he probably didn't expect to die with just one blow.

"Are you sure you're an auger or I'm stronger than I was then?"

　mutter and shake one's head
　Certainly, I felt stronger than when I went down to the dungeon with Elena before.
　Still, as far as the death of this auger is concerned, it only seems to be a problem before that.

"Is he really an auger?"

　The body in front of him was about 3 meters tall, although the auger he fought before was about 5 meters tall.
　The difference was 2m, and although not very much, its strength didn't seem appropriate for Rank C monsters.
　Ray, who was leaning his head, recalls that the monsters that appeared in this dungeon were of poor quality, and wonders if that's the case.

"Well, in Goblin the head was blown up, but in this dungeon the head was still there, I suppose it was quite strong."

　breathe out that one is still too weak

"I wish they would do their best to make him use the Emperor's red armor."

　While complaining, if there's no use doing this here, they touch the body of the auger and put it in a mistling.

"I learned skills from the magic stone of the previous auger... but I think it's really okay."

　look around with one's head tilted
　a large space with nothing special in particular
　There are no treasure chests, nor, of course, stairs to the basement.

"...how did that auger get here?"

　It was much smaller than Ray's known auger, but still about three meters tall.
　If that's the case, I wouldn't say it's impossible... but it's also quite difficult.

"If he didn't show up here in person... would he have forced himself down a narrow passage? Well, I don't think so."

　The figure of an auger moving down the aisle, leaning sideways, crouching, etc., passes through my mind, and I smile bitterly at the stupid figure.
　But that's why I was able to understand why AUGER was here.

"I managed to get past the narrow passage and finally got out here. And I didn't want to go back down the narrow aisle anymore, so I was here... or, of course, I might have appeared here in personally."

　When you're satisfied with it, check out where you are.
　However, in this fairly large area, all the only other things left were blood marks and clubs from his forehead when the body of the auger was taken into custody.

"I wouldn't say it's a treasure chest, but I wish there were at least stairs. ...there are no stairs here, I guess it's the room over there that has them. -- at least I'll get this."

　Pick up the club from the auger and store it in a mistling.
　It's just a weapon made from broken branches, not particularly shaped.
　It would be right to describe it as a branch of a tree rather than a club, as it is to remove other branches that hinder the wielding of the sword.
　Still, Ray decides that he could at least use it as a substitute for firewood.

"I don't think I'm missing anything."

　Finally, take a look at the large space and leave it.

"A dungeon that has just been made... it's narrow, it's wide."

　Of course, this place is overwhelmingly small compared to the dungeon where Ray has been diving, which has an altar of succession, let alone the dungeon of Egzil.
　It's small in that sense, but it's amazing that it's just built and already this big.
　There are few threats yet, but if they continue to grow, it may not be a long way off that Gilm will be damaged.
　When I went straight down the road thinking like that... the cry of a goblin again.

"Again. There's certainly a lot of goblins. It's weak, but that fraction is too much trouble."

　Breathe out, kick the cobbles with spears at the goblins walking down the aisle, and shorten their distance.
　with a view to nothing other than bullying the weak





"Roll-rolling.

　Firebreaths exhaled from the mouth with the cry of Seto burn three goblins emerging from the rocks leading to the dungeon.
　Flaming, rolling around the ground, forefeet to a rampaging goblin.
　Gryphon's blow... it is impossible that a blow struck with a bracelet of strength could be managed by a goblin, and his life disappears as soon as possible.
　Seth, who was satisfied to see it, went to the place where he had been lying before...

`Wait a minute!'

　Langa, watching the scene, screams with her eyes wide open.
　In fact, Langa, who saw the scene and acted as soon as possible, must be amazing. 　
　The other soldiers are hardened to not understand what they've just seen.

"Glu?"

　a set of voices asking what?
　The round gaze at Langa is so naive that it is almost impossible to believe that she killed three goblins just a few seconds ago.
　Langa, who has the expectation that Seto will turn to, or play with, or feed her as usual, probably understood that she couldn't answer her current questions to Seto.
　scratch one's head with a sigh

"We have to wait till Ray comes,"
"Well, that'said he. and yet I can't believe that Seto would throw up his firebrace."

　The soldier, finally starting to move, mutters as if he had seen something unbelievable.
　When Ray returned to Gilm, Langa was already in this dungeon.
　That's why Ray's description of Seto as a rare Gryphon species hasn't reached this far.

"If you think about it normally, it's either a superior species or a rare species?"
"No, but it's a Gryphon, or Set?"
"…I was convinced that it was a rare species because it was set. I don't think the average Gryphon would understand a man so well, even if he had become a slave."
"Is it decided that it's a rare species? Not a top species?
"I've never heard of a superior Gryphon,"
"Well, that would be the same for rare species, wouldn't it? I am paralyzed by Seto in the first place, but Gryphon isn't usually so easy to see."

　Listening to each of the soldiers talking behind his back, Langa gently reaches for Seto, who is looking at him with expectant eyes.

"Grull".

　As he reached out to his head, Seto stretched out his head.
　Langa responds to requests for caressing or complimenting.
　Seto chants happily, wondering if it feels good to be stroked.

"Is Seto set?"

　The other soldiers nod back to Langa, who mutters while watching Seto.
　At the very least, the set that is being stroked by Langa is certain to be the set that the people there know.
　Langa truly realizes that even rare species do not need to be scared.
　It was the same with other soldiers watching Seto, who was spoiled by Langa.

"So cute..."
"Yes,"
"I envy Ray..."
"Yes,""I want to be a Tamer too..."
"Yes,"

　One of the soldiers suddenly opens his mouth as if he had noticed something.

"Wait a minute. Seto is a Gryphon, Rank A Monster. And a rare species is basically treated as one of the higher ranks in that species, so is Seto a Rank S Monster?"
"Oh, that's great. I've never seen anything like Rank S Monster."
"Is that the same level as dragons?"
"...wow...what should I say...wow... all I said.

　Words may surprise you, but no one is afraid of Seto.
　I know what Seth has been like in Guillum, and it's also influenced me that I was convinced that Seth was Seth.
　Everyone smiled in surprise at Seto but with a friendly smile.
　What a testament to the importance of what one does every day.

"Oh, my God, set," Can you do anything other than firebrace? Show me if you can."

　At the request of one of the soldiers, Seto turns his face to a place where there is nothing like a tent.

"Grull!"

　With its cry, two water poloes, about 40 cm in diameter, appear around the set.
　The two emerging water poloes chase, cross and move around as if dancing in the air.
　The soldiers watching it, including Langa, are simply fascinated by the sight... the next moment water poloes collide with each other and spill water on the ground.

"Oh my God!"
"... oh, that's great."
"I never thought I'd see this here,"

　Some people exclaim so much, while others exclaim in a different way.

"A water polo other than a fire brace? Isn't it the exact opposite?"
"And two water poloes at the same time. -- how strong is it?"
"At least the Goblin won't deal with him,"

　It was a bit incredible for the soldiers to master the skills of fire and water, which were opposite attributes.
　Moreover, that's not enough.

"Roll-roll-roll-roll!"

　Head to the rock at the entrance of the dungeon, Seto spits out his crystal brace.
　Soldiers, who were afraid that the firebrace would be thrown out, looked down at the entrance to the dungeon, seemingly unaware of what was going on... and saw exactly one goblin appearing from there covered with crystals.
　However, Seto's crystal brace is low-level and only slightly covered with crystals.
　If only that were the case, I could have taken some time to peel the crystal off the surface of the goblin."

"Gurgling!"

　When Seto finishes throwing up his crystal brace, he leaps on the spot and attacks at once.
　A stroke of the swinging forefoot shattered the crystal stuck to Goblin's body, as well as the body of Goblin.
　Originally, Seto's blow looked like a cruel sight, but the crystal on his body shattered, reflecting the sun's light and transforming it into something.
　Of course, it's only a matter of appearance.
　Goblin's body is destroyed, and after Seto lands on the ground, there is a strong smell of blood and internal odors.

"Rolling".

　The smell must have been unpleasant. Once again, the firebrace is released from Seto's mouth, and all the remains of the goblin that lay on the ground are burned up.
　The smell of burnt meat spreads around, not the smell of blood a few seconds ago.
　The smell was still unpleasant, but it still made the soldiers feel much better than the smell of goblin blood and internal organs.
　After a few seconds, one of the soldiers finally comes up to see the charred body of the goblin.

"...wow...what? This is..."

　The soldier, who was looking at the cinders of the goblin corpses, notices a nearby crystal falling near him.

"Well, this... Captain Langa, what do you do with this? I think it's a waste to leave it like this."

　For a moment, Langa agonizes to the soldier, who asks with a piece of crystal lying on the ground.

"Well, I suppose it's a little unsavory to deal with this piece of crystal here. Let's collect them and ask what Ray will do when he comes back from dungeon."
"Well... it's a waste,"

　Another soldier who picked up the crystal says regretfully.

"Well, you... how dare you say such a thing when you see it?" It's a piece of goblin meat and blood-stained crystal, though I'd rather not be asked to."
"What? What are you talking about?" Crystals are crystals. You can't tell from the point of sale that they're covered in pieces of goblin meat or blood, can you? But Seto's current attack is very useful. Is it a rare species that can use many skills?"
"Come on, don't you think of any strange thing? If you imitate Ray's antagonism, you'll be a second to the Azot trade."

　Just in case, when one of the guards tells the soldier who said that the crystal was a waste, the soldier nods that it is natural.
　I'm not going to play the fool of opposing Ray just to make a small buck.