I want to protect you in this hand.

Arsh, 14 years old, 7 months old, sheep, thousand nights overnight.

The first night of Alec's night story was me.

"As promised, let's talk about our inn"

Alec seemed to like the challenge of turning our little church into an inn.

"I want to have a miscellaneous fish sleep in Walla's futon..."

And he was twirling around in a silk futon. Right there! Everyone loves to sleep in the fishes. Theodore was delighted.

"You should ask Arois in the North or Theodore in the South. Because they actually stayed at Merrill."

"I didn't know there was a nobleman who went to Merida..."

"I'm studying abroad. Come stay anytime."

"Right..."

"Next time we'll talk about lunch"

The second night, it's Cyril.

"Shall I tell you about the sea?"

Cyril talked about the beauty of the sea of Cece, the first time we had seen it, and about fishing and the first time we had played in the harbor that we had just worked.

"I didn't know you just worked..."

"We were orphans, so we worked desperately for bread."

"Oh my God..."

"It has also been fun working since Arsh arrived. It was just a little while ago."

"Arsh......"

"Next time let's talk about the sea of sames"

On the third night, it's Dan.

"I'm here at noon, even now."

"No, talk to me..."

"Oh, you've got a lot more people than noon. Shall I talk about tea?"

I had a lot to say about why I started selling tea, about wanting to shoulder to shoulder with my friends, about observing adventurers, about Arsh's cooperation, about developing magic props.

"I thought the magic props were all settled"

"Normally, yes. But if you have an idea, you can make it. However, there is magic in making magic props."

"Magic......"

"Let Alec also be more aware of magic."

"Can you?"

"It's a lot done. Arsh would say," Do it or not. "

"... you're scared"

"Don't tell me. Let's talk about the Lamb Pavilion next time."

The fourth night is Will.

"I'll tell you about the sword."

Will spoke of his passion for being strong. Daily sword training, wanting to go out for training and saddening Arsh, still letting him go, the joy of fighting strong people.

"I do the sword, too. I know what it's like to be strong. Oh, I want to wave my sword..."

"The adventurer I saw in Dean was waving his sword three weeks after he started treating him."

"Three weeks!

Everyone in the room was surprised.

"Wow, how many people are in the room... because the guy was an adventurer, not as weak as Alec, and he was able to handle magic"

"I'm weak..."

"Not now. If we could just talk about this, it would get better soon. Is Alec a strong sword?"

"... even strong!

"Then you can train with me when you're better. Oh, will you"

"Of course."

Next time, I'll talk to you about the most powerful swordsman I've ever met.

The fifth night is Mal. Mal? Are you going?

"Go. 'Cause I'm on duty"

……

Worried.

Mal sat down on the chair by Alec. This kid doesn't talk much, I think so. Alec is a little nervous and nervous runs into the room too.

……

……

"Mal, let's talk about skewering."

"Skewered?"

"The first step is to grill Merrill skewers. At Merrill, there was a skewer by the guild..."

I rarely could eat it, but when Cyril and Will made their first fortune with their luggage, they would talk about how Arsh allowed me to spend all my money eating it, how the skewer we all eat was delicious, etc.

"Arsh is going to be in every story."

"Because I'm an important companion. So next, we're going to talk about skewering in the capital of Merida."

"Still skewering... but you're starting to want to try it..."

"I haven't eaten the Skewers in Teito yet. Let's eat together later."

"Okay. I'll show you around."

That concludes the story of Wang Du's skewering, Mal said.

"Next time, let's talk about a Merche skewer"

Alec wanted to eat meat from the next day, so he could take solids from his meal. This is how we all connected Alec's hope of life to eight months.

Alec no longer has to watch for a day. As long as you release the magic properly, you will only regain the strength you lost later. Except for going to talk to you every night to see how you're feeling.

But it's strange to do it like a dungeon. Only two weeks, but as a result of our thorough hunt for demons, at least on the first and second floors there were fewer rats and slimes and just a little more demons in the dungeon, which should have made it a lot easier to get below the third floor as well. If the army is watching the Alliance, the management of the dungeon should also be military work. But neither Maxim nor Misha nor Milana could answer that question.

The dungeon that should have been sorted out is on purpose. Is the surge close? Will the Greggs still be all right if they don't come back?

And a week later, the surge arose. In the fourth dungeon, or slime dungeon.

"The Central Knights are going out for support too!

To that instruction, the Knights' footsteps are heavy. The person in charge of the dungeon in the first place should be the Northern Knights of the Imperial Capital, stationed on the side of each dungeon. I wonder why we work in VIP protection.

But we knew. It's a third dungeon that's supposed to be garrisoned, and I've never seen the Knights or anything like it. It's unlikely that only the fourth is different.

If it's a surge of slime just on the ground floor, I've experienced it. Big slimes spit out new slimes infinitely. But its speed is slow. So even if it does surge from the dungeon itself, it shouldn't have spread out much yet. I told Mr Maxim.

"Take us too!

"You guys? No, I'm not in that position."

"We are adventurers. In Merida, there's been a surge of dungeons."

Cyril continued. Yes, it was. We had a surge in the king's capital.

"But"

"You're under surveillance! Decided I couldn't keep my eyes off you! Don't take a sweet look at the surge!

There Mr. Jonas and Mr. Kuntz came.

"You guys, get back to your quarters."

"That's the experience of the surge, so he told me to take him."

"Oh my God! Cyril, think about the safety of Arsh and Mal!

"That's why! A magician can be many times more useful than a swordsman if it's slime. Arsh and Will are magicians. Me and Mal are used to slime."

"A magician?

Maxim snaps.

"Mr. Jonas, Mr. Kuntz!

"Oh, okay, Maxim, take him"

"Okay."

That said, it takes a day in the carriage to get to the fourth dungeon. It's been a day since I heard from you, so I've been trying for two days since there was a surge. Half a day out of Teito, a rich barn zone is spreading. Where it broke off, there was a fourth dungeon. But...

"What is this..."

Mr. Maxim snapped. The guild's building is filled with translucent objects. From the entrance of the mountain dungeon to the meadow area, there is a semi-circular slime. The Knights are watching it faraway.

Watching? Oh, my God. Even with all this slime, all the weak stuff in the upper layers still. Shouldn't we just cut it with a sword from where it came out? A voice is heard from the centre rushing to the Northern Knights.

"It's the Central Knights. I got a request. What can I do?"

"I haven't made any requests. I just reported a dungeon surge."

"What. No, I did have orders from above."

"It's hard work, but if a slime dungeon surges, abandonment is fundamental. It spreads to the meadows and eventually dies from the spreading tip. The meadows are rough, but that's all."

"Stupid. They say there's an agricultural zone right on the side."

"I know it's coming and I'm doing it. You don't have to consider it."

While the Central and Northern Knights were arguing, a new carriage arrived. He seems to be acting captain of the Central Knights.

"It is an order from His Majesty. Destroy the slime to protect the agricultural zone."

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