142 CHAPTER VII EXECUTION OF PLAN (1/2)

Now we are all taking a bath and talking and eating dinner.

Of course, none of us can cook, so we are eating my preserves in my bag.

It's just ordinary pasta.

But you really didn't expect us to make it to the tenth floor in just a few hours.

Frank, who eats well at school, began to talk while munching on his pasta, probably because there were only three of us here today.

The demons are even weaker than we thought.

Herman, as usual, began a conversation with Frank as he gobbled it up like a man.

'I guess so. I've always thought of dungeons as more terrifying.

In school, we're taught that dungeons are a recipe for disaster.

Well, these dungeons are all small fry, except for the boss.

'Really?　On the other hand, is the Rathbone that strong?

Think about it. A simple dungeon with weak demons and no traps like this, shouldn't they have conquered it long ago?

A reasonably strong adventurer should have been able to do this a long time ago, right?

'Sure, yeah. ......

”Only the last boss in this dungeon is unusually strong. Up until then, the difficulty level was such that it was almost like asking you to step through, but suddenly it becomes so difficult that even an S-class party can't do anything but annihilate you.

In fact, the people who have tried the last boss have failed at every single one of them.

''That's quite an unbalanced dungeon .

That's right: .......

'What's the intention of the dungeon?'

It doesn't seem like the last boss will kill you if you're defeated, so there's something to it: .......

You want to train the adventurers, or something?

No, that would make the adventurer stronger if you gradually increase the difficulty, right?

Yeah. ...... I don't know.

”dungeon intent?　Is a dungeon willing?

'No, it's more like the intent of the people who built it: ......'

'What?　Are dungeons built by people?

'I don't know.　But it looks like you can build it.

How?

It's creation magic. Maybe a high level of creation magic could help me build a dungeon.

When I remodeled my house, it said I didn't have enough levels to turn it into a dungeon.

Maybe there's a way to turn it into a dungeon.

Does this mean that someday Leo will be able to use his creation magic to build a dungeon?

Maybe.

'Build it, but don't make the mistake of making it a disaster or anything, okay?

Disaster or ....... Is it possible if the creation fails or something?

So maybe there was a mass outbreak of demons from the Imperial City mansion: .......

Of course I know that. But it's not a foolish thing to do. Besides, we haven't decided to build one yet!

You're not trying to build one already, are you?

Click!

The dungeon Master built sounds fun. If you do, call me!

If we can build it. All right, well, I guess we should get going.

When I finished eating, I clasped my hands together and then stood up, grabbed the bag and put Anna on it .

'Hmm?　Where are you going?　No way, you're going to start attacking again now?

I'll tell you what. You two can go back to sleep.

It's top secret from here on out.

I'll go out on my own.

What the f*ck do you think you've done, huh?

Doing it sounds like you're doing something wrong.

Well, in a way, would that be a bad thing?

It's not that big of a deal. I'm just going to wade through some dungeons.

What?　I mean, hey!

I transitioned before I heard Frank complain.

Because it was going to be a long one!

All right, all right. You're on time.

I nodded my head in front of the boss room.

Even though it's called the boss room, this is the last boss of a certain dungeon: .......

The dungeon here was really tougher than that one. The fog was so thick that we lost our way, and there were many traps that prevented us from advancing as we wished. Thanks to that, I haven't been able to sleep for a full week. ......

This is a dungeon of mist.

As the name suggests, the whole dungeon is covered in fog.

Thanks to Anna's help, it's a little better, but I still ended up going back and forth the same way over and over again with no sense of direction.

It was hard work.

But when I think we can pull off our plan like this, I don't care if I don't sleep well. Now, let's see what kind of boss we have in store for you: ......

Feeling a sense of accomplishment, I opened the door.

”Wow!　I can't see anything through the fog!　And what's more, this fog is so toxic in color!

As soon as I opened it, an outpouring of purple gas, which I recognized as poison, shot out.

”Anna, it's poison, isn't it?