My Room Has Become a Dungeon's Rest Area

"Berator ...?" Amoena muttered in a parrot with a keen look. Needless to say, Bellator is the guardian deity of Tinfa here. Unless you are willing to do so, nobles and lords will hold meetings.

What better way is Amoena, a mere little girl, going to see her and have her partner? However, I remember that the goddess in front of me is even higher in position.

"It may be useless, but there is a possibility." "Yes, Amoena alone is worried and I'll follow you too." "Thank you, morals!" She does not know that she is malicious.

Audience to Berator, which was expected to be difficult, was realized without difficulty. After all, the moral that is the first-class water god was behind it.

When asked about the situation, Beratall replied on the top of the Buddha as usual.

"Hm. It's the role of God to hear people's prayers. It's not a shame to help, but it's no use saying to write a letter of introduction."

But he didn't like that. Amoena cried and opened her mouth.

"What! My dream is not a boring problem!"

However, at that moment Bellator's gaze drops below freezing, which intimidates the heart and can attack Amoena.

"... That's the problem. For us as God, what's the way he speaks in the first place? You may have come to make a wish."

Amoena was suffocated and couldn't say anything. His sensation has always been strange because he is dealing with the Demon King Kouders, but he is usually rude to hear directly. There was no problem the other day, probably because Kuders had provided some protection. It was too late to realize that I was wrong.

be killed. Like a bug. Amoena thought so, but suddenly Bellator's murder was diminished.

"Well, that's okay. I don't care much about where the pussies, like garbage, make a lot of noise. Go home quickly." You probably thought you'd be ridiculous to turn your murder. Berator utters annoyance with a completely uninterested voice.

"Such!"

It is lucky to have just saved his life, but being able to dream of one's dream is equivalent to death for Amoena today. Berator was amazed at the birth of the birth and still refused to give up, and Moral laughed.

"Well, Polar Bear. You don't have to treat it so badly. I think it's a good opportunity to reveal Kuders's nose."

It's like saying that you are conscious when you feel like that. But do you know it yourself? Bertall pushed his Date glasses up with his nails and uttered such words to divert the topic.

"I mean that guy in the first place. Did he not think of a way to get through the royal dance company's enrollment test from the outset before this puppy offered a recklessness?" "Yes, it certainly is."

It seems that Kudels originally intended to put Amoena in the Royal Ball. If so, I will not neglect preparing for it. But I had no idea what I was doing.

"Amoena-chan, don't you know anything?" "Even if it's said ..." When I talked to morals, Amoena can only mutter that way.

"Don't do it. It's impossible to guess Kudels' idea with this little girl's brain." "Well, it's difficult. We're a bit tough."

In the first place, the opponent is Kuders, who is somehow paper-sized. Who can predict that behavior?

No, there is. Something that is not perfect, but can be expected to some extent.

"So, let's ask someone who might know Kudels well." "... Who do you ask, Adelia-chan, or Darten-kun?"

Then, Belator distorted the pure white bear's face into a smile, and said this with a terrifying face that a child would start to cry.

"Is there anything else? A man who is more familiar with the affairs of the country and who seems to be more dating." Bellator draws a magic circle using ice, uttering such words. He sighed in the delicate pattern woven by crystals smaller than the poppy grains, but his morals widened his eyes as he was almost completed.

"That magic circle, no way!" "That's right. When I saw it in the back of the dungeon, I thought it would be convenient and remembered it."

Although the conversation was completely unknown to Amoena, the magic circle drawn by Belator was used during a dungeon when Kudels met the West Demon King. Although morals seemed uncertain about stopping for a moment, Berator suddenly increased his speed and completed the magic circle.

"Okay, let's connect." Too often, Morale and Amoena are wondering what to do. Then, before Bellator laughed with her fangs exposed, the vision of a beautiful woman with a fox ear of platinum blonde was projected.