My Room Has Become a Dungeon's Rest Area

Leah came into the western room. Shizuku hides in his bed.

The figure was not Leah, who was crying over the sweetness of the crepe.

He was resolute and knightly.

"It's about me, so I'll tell you."

Deet panics into a crisp tone that feels Leah's determination.

"Beh, if you don't want to talk about it..."

"No, I want you to listen to me."

Deet thought it was because he heard rumors or something in the Adventurer's Guild liquor store that he was still stopping, but that doesn't seem to be the case.

"I want to hear about Leah, too. Can you talk to me?

Leah nods quietly. I told Deet when I saw it. [M]

"Deet, let's hear it!

"Uh, yeah."

Me and Deet created a listening attitude.

Leah stood and started talking.

"To tell you what caused me to be like this, you have to tell me why I became a money-making adventurer in the dungeon"

In different worlds, it seems that this kingdom of Francis, with its yomi dungeons, had a prestigious aristocratic home called the Earl of Kirche.

"My birth home was the Eldorax family of military aristocrats serving the Carche family"

Leah was apparently a Takemen house serving that prestigious nobleman. The male brothers say Leah was to succeed the housekeeper without being born.

"It's just that by the time I was born, the prestigious Kirche family was financially inclined by the repeated impositions on the inhabitants. And oddly enough, the Kerches only had girls, like the Eldoraks."

A lower nobleman like Leah's house would have allowed the Lord to be a woman, but even though he had fallen, it seemed inadmissible that the Lord of the Count's house was a woman.

Raised like Leah's sister, Monica Kirche will be daughter-in-law to the Duke's house, and the Kirche family history will close the curtain.

"The day Monica, sixteen years old, daughtered to the Duke's house, she gave me her sword."

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"Leah. I can't quite match your years of loyalty to your father's Kirche family... I want you to have this sword"

"Ko, this is all a true silver sword made of misrills? In the Kirche family treasure sword!? I can't accept it! Dear Monica,"

"If you take a sword or something to your daughter-in-law, you'll be driven back. I want Leah to take it."

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"You can sell Leah if you want to have a husband, too. Bye."

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"True silver swords are treasure swords that use misrills for all of the swords that are too expensive and only used for some of the swords. Even when the Kirches became so financially tough, they let go."

No knights have served the Carche family since that day.

Instead, an adventurer was born to financially support orphans overflowing with the old realm of the Carche family.

"I couldn't abandon my loyalty to the Kirche family because the Kirche family as a form was gone. When I think about what I can do, I'm more of a body than a head..."

My body is really good. No, no. That's not what I meant. It means you were better suited to make money using your body as an adventurer than using your head to do business.

There is something really simple about Leah being a little cerebral muscular.

"Adventurers are almost sloppy and soldier jerks. Even though there are quite a few ex-cons, it was rumored in the tavern that the beautiful ex-girlfriend Knight signed up for the Adventurer's Guild. That's what happened."

Deet apparently knew Leah was a former knight, but he didn't even seem to know how to learn more about becoming an adventurer.

"Mr. Deet was famous, too. The guild of adventurers that manages the dungeons says there's an elf wizard who always explores by herself, even though it says to party and explore for safety.

"It's fine because I have the strength and experience to explore alone!

I see. So they said "Wizard Alone"?

It also worries me about Deet. In fact, when we met, the poison killed us and we were dying.

"Deet, let's explore with me and Leah."

"Yay."

"You're going for the Dungeon Master, aren't you?

"Huh... well, I'll think about it"

Leah has a pocan face.

"Dear Thor, what is it? What Dungeon Master?"

"Yes, no. Nothing. Keep talking, keep talking."

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Leah clogged the words. Maybe there's something I don't want to talk about from here.

On second thought, when I met Leah, she didn't have a true silver sword.

And he was down in the dungeon all by himself, even though he was advising Deet to throw a party.

Perhaps this is where Leah gets to the point where it's hard to talk.

Leah started talking slowly.

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"Thank you so much for your help, Mr. Leah"

"No, you're all well."

I broke up the party with the junior adventurers who almost ended up teaching. Seems like he was a so-called semi-farmer adventurer and wished he could have made just a little money in his spare time for field work.

Though they were good men, they could not explore a hierarchy deeper than the two layers of the dungeon in strength.

The new party wanted to be organized with strong people. I would prefer an adventurer who can explore four or five layers if possible.

"Mr. Deet. Would you like to combine with me?

"You're here again. The moderator knight. I hate it, but I'm tired of hearing about Adventurer Alliance principles.

"No, I'm not."

Apparently, he thinks I'm inviting Mr. Dieto because "Adventurer Alliance principles" suggest that exploring the dungeon organize a party for safety.

I'm not. Because I want to make money. The past three weeks have been a sort of exploration guided by semi-farmer adventurers, so they've made little money.

Without a doubt, the meals of the orphanage children will be getting poorer.

"Don't drink in the daytime and throw a party with me."

"No. I've decided not to party with anyone!

That's when a pair of young man adventurers came into the tavern.

"We're both up to three levels."

"Oh, it's really tight from the four layers. If you dive into four layers, you'll earn a completely different amount."

I heard you two talking. By this time I could have guessed as much of my strength as I could have seen an adventurer. Pretty skillful, I think.

But why the two of us? The party is said to function for the first time for three or more people.

Because we can create links like attack, defense, and support.

A party of two and three can make the difference between heaven and earth.

"Mr. Deet. What about those two? It's a face I don't really see."

"Ah - those two are Klein and Barney, who have fled the neighboring country. You're a coward.

A coward is someone who has become a criminal by fleeing conscription and battlefield. Sometimes I am in adventurers. But if you go back to the country, few people will throw a party because you are a criminal with a history of being arranged.

"Me, I'll talk to them"

"Huh? Just stop it."

I sat at a small round table where the two of us would sit.

"Let me come with you"

"A, you are Aria, the moderator knight......"

I didn't know about them, but apparently they knew about me.

"Oh, hey! Klein."

I see. A warrior-style young man who referred to me as a mediating knight is Mr. Klein, and a wizard-style young man who is trying to resist it seems to be Mr. Bernie.

"That's okay. Mr. Barney."

"You know my name... You mean you know and you're talking?

"Yes, how can you be an adventurer?"

"Oh, man. Barney, you know how noble people talk to me and you don't have to say that."

Mr. Klein is simpler, and Mr. Bernie seems to have a slightly more discreet personality.

"Klein, shut up. So, what can I do for you, noble lady?

"Will you throw a party with me?

"" Huh?

Mr. Klein and Mr. Barney are looking at each other.

"Hey, hey, Mr. Aria. Do you understand that? We could be criminals if we go home."

Mr. Klein says he's a criminal with a voice that sounds all over the liquor store.

Mr. Bernie looked at the sinister face and then looked at Mr. Klein and then lay his head down.

That's why I can't throw a party with Aria.

"Mr. Klein. What is cowardly and criminal about avoiding war?

It's a sin to be cowardly.

"It's also the courage that didn't kill people."

The exchange between Mr. Klein and me lasted a long time, but I did not conclude whether they were guilty or not.

Mr. Barney clapped his hand laughing as he watched it.

"Ha. I don't care about that, Bernie. There's no reason for us to turn down a knight who can make a name for himself with the arms of a sword.

"Yes, I am."

"Besides, it's such a beautiful guy's offer. If you refuse, you'll be punished."

"Yes, no... you don't... still, sort of"

This is how I ended up partying with Mr. Klein and Mr. Barney.