Unlike the cloudy skies outside, the sun's rays are almost as hot as this.
　Ray, Elena, and Seto were looking around in such intense direct sunlight.
　There is nothing particularly unusual about the 11th basement floor, which I just came to yesterday. If I dare to raise the difference from the previous day, it would be the number of adventurers.
　Each adventurer's party is walking in its own direction in search of an unusual species of Spear Frog, its target.
　The lays, who had just left the room with the wizards and stairs, were just watching themselves... more precisely the adventurers falling around the room.
　Some parties are working together, but most are acting independently that they are the ones who kill the target.
　Ray and his colleagues were seeing off such a party, but suddenly they were approached from behind.

"Oh, haven't they started acting yet? The people who came to this level earlier are disappearing."

　Having heard the voice only a few minutes ago, I knew who the voice was. But when Ray and Elena turn around, they stop their voices, even though they know who the voice is.
　for he was usually dressed like a dancer in layers of thin clothing, but he covered himself with an overcoat.
　I knew I was bringing my overcoat, and I saw Porter carrying it. Still, for Ray and Elena, Vihela was dressed like a dancer, so there was nothing wrong with it.

"Vihela, let us leave soon. If you relax here, other parties will defeat the abnormal species."

　A middle-aged porter calls out to Vihela.
　His tone was polite, either because he was of his original character or because he knew the dangers of a person named Vihela.
　At any rate, Vihela turns around, flipping her overcoat at the man's voice.

"Well, Bune, do you know which way to go?"
"Huh...huh!"

　For a few seconds, Bune points north with her little finger.
　That being said, I didn't have any clue at the present time, so it was almost impossible.

(Well, in other words, it's convincing to some extent...? Then so is it.)

　Thinking like that inside, Ray turns to Seto next to him.
　If he's a thief, then he's a wild man.
　However, you will have to worry if you ask if Seto has any wild intuition when he is stroked.

"Glu?"

　At least I had to say no to the fact that I felt the wildness from my current set, which I was stroking and rubbing my head against.

"Well, then, Ray, Sett. ...and Elena, too. Let's see which one can hunt the strange species first."
"Competition?"
"Oh. It's boring to say goodbye, isn't it? So it's a little play, play."

　Vihela shrugs at Ray's words. Shortly afterwards the porter and Bune were already waiting for early arrival, but without worrying about them, they waved their overcoat-wrapped hands and resumed their mouths.

"Which one can defeat the abnormal species first? That's all. What do you think?"
"...wait. If one of you wins, that's not the end of the game, is it?"

　Vichela shrugs again at Elena's words, sensing a suspicious atmosphere.
　What he would demand if he had won the game was evident by the flame of his desire to fight behind his eyes.
　Vihela opens her mouth without concealing it.

"It's not a difficult story," If you can have Ray go out with me for a night, that's all right."

　Ray's words, deliberately misleading, let out a sigh.
　Speaking of Elena, I know she's deliberately expressing it, but she still doesn't feel calm.
　Still, he speaks with a sense of duty, saying that he has heard of it.

"And what if we win?"
"Well, ... you like me overnight.

　Without letting her finish, Elena reaches for the handle of the connected sword inside her overcoat.
　Vichela takes a step back without saying a word to the end, perhaps judging there was no point in angering Elena here.

"Joking, joking! But is there anything else you want? It doesn't look like you're in trouble for money... Oh, yeah. Then we'll have a party at the dungeon for a while."
"It seems quite suicidal to leave your back to a dangerous woman like you."
"Then what are you going to do? Anything else you want? Oh, I'll tell you, I'm not going to accept the magic items that I use."
"I don't think there's any point in going out of my way to fight with you... well, that's right. Then I'll lend you one."
"...I'd like you to decide the details before long, if possible."

　Vichela also wants to avoid being loaned out, but even Rey doesn't want anything from Vichela, so that's how the discussion comes together.

(I was a little interested in the back of my hand, which makes nails by magic.)

　Ray's basic methods of attack are death size and magic, both medium-range and long-range. Of course, there are also methods of attack that use death-size handles, stoning, misrils knives, or Ray's own physical abilities, but all of them are just preliminary means of attack.
　With that in mind, Vihela's back, which was able to create any nail that was suitable for close-up attacks, looked quite attractive.

"Well, if Ray says so, I can't help it. I'll take the game on those terms this time. But I'll lend you one."
"Oh... Oh?"

　As soon as Ray nods, Vihela turns her back on the spot and runs towards Bune and Porter, who are waiting a little further away.
　Yes, as if to avoid being overturned by Ray's current behavior.

"... Whoa. Ray, remember what we've been talking about."

　To Elena, who murmurs in a sigh, Ray remembers the conversation with Vihela, who thought something was wrong with the flow of the conversation.

"... ah,"
"Do you understand? I made a loan to Vihela when I won the game. And I nodded in the stream..."
"... I'm all right," It's all I have to do if I don't lose, is it? I'm afraid I'll never lose an unusual kind of magical stone. I'm not going to lose to Vihela or Bune."
"Grull".

　Ray caresses Seto, who rubs her body against her as if she were comforting her mistake.
　After just a few minutes, Ray opens his mouth, perhaps recovering from his mind.

"Well, now that we're going to play, we'll never lose. So I'm going to counteract Bune's sense of banditry with Sett's sense of wildness. Which way do you think we should go?""Grull? ...Grullll.

　After listening to Ray's words and thinking for a few seconds, Sett looks westward.
　Of course, with all the adventurers scattered about, some went there, but it is still a vast desert. Decide that unless you deliberately follow suit, you won't be on exactly the same path.

"Well, then we'll head west." Seto asks for reconnaissance from above as before. Spear Frog is about 3m long, so you don't have to miss it that much... you need to be wary of other monsters. Especially the monsters who only got one magical stone, such as Sandsnake and Grand Scorpion, and the ordinary Spear Frog magical stone, which is not an unusual species."
"Grull!"

　Lei's words, "Leave it to me!" He starts running for a few steps immediately, and then runs up in the air, flapping his wings.
　Watching them from below, Ray and Elena look at each other, nod softly, and step after Seto.
　The speed is still different between the sky and the ground, even though it is said to be in keeping with the speed of Ray and Elena moving on the desert, while being vigilant about the surroundings.
　Therefore, instead of going around a mountain peak where sand has hardened to some extent and is easier to walk on, it goes straight down the desert plane as it did when it first came down to the 11th basement.

"Well, I can't stand this heat with my overcoat. It's cloudy outside, and I hope there will be some influence here."

　Unlike the outside, Elena looks abhorrently toward the sky, where no cloud can be seen but the sun.

"But it feels hot, but it's not harmful, is it?"
"It's enough damage just to feel hot."

　Elena inherited the magical stone of the Ensent Dragon, but her physical senses are still not much different from those of human beings, even though they are somewhat strengthened. You don't get burned when you actually touch the flames, but you still feel hot.

(Or perhaps this is the effect that the succession ceremony was interrupted in the middle of it, and that it could not be completed to the end.)

　He mutters inwardly, and sets foot on the sand, erasing the idea from his mind.
　Speaking of Ray walking next to Elena, we didn't seem to be worried about the heat at all.
　In addition to controlling the temperature with dragon robes, Ray's body is also unconventional in many ways.

"Grull".

　That's how Ray and Elena have been going, but about an hour after they start walking, Seto comes down to the ground and cries, looking to the right.

"Monster... I don't think so,"
"Well, I don't think we're very vigilant."

　Whispering to each other, we stared to the right... until what could be called a sand column came into view.
　It's not just once. Twice, three times.

"Explosion? ... battle?"
"Maybe it was the magic of the fire system or the magic of the earth system to manipulate the desert sand. Either way, it will undoubtedly be a battle. -- what shall we do?"

　After a few seconds of hesitation, Ray immediately shakes his head to Elena, who tells her that he will leave the decision to Ray.

"As long as they are involved in this request, they are naturally skilled adventurers, and if we cut in when they are fighting, they will only be mistaken for usurping their prey." Or, if the battle is against us, we might thank you for helping us, but the chances are slim. But you don't have to waste your time."
"Well, I see," Up until now, I've been involved in other people's battles, but if you think about it, it's natural that you don't want to be snatched away as long as you earn money from monsters."

　Encourage Elena to nod in agreement, and start walking through the desert again.
　At Ray's urging, Seto whistled softly and flapped his wings again to the sky.
　Walk on for about 20 minutes, and the two hear explosions again. This time, however, it's a completely different direction from what we heard earlier.

"It seems that battles are taking place in many places,"

　Elena mutters and turns her eyes to the sound of the explosion, but perhaps because she has already decided not to engage in other people's battles, she immediately turns her eyes back and goes forward.
　As he walks next to it, Ray nods as well.

"We've been scattered all around, as long as we don't know where Spear Frog is. That would naturally increase the probability of encountering monsters. "Especially this time, they will buy the materials and magical stones of the fallen monsters at a high price."""
"...they must be fighting by now."

　Elena said so involuntarily, but Ray soon knew who it was referring to.
　Therefore, I nod under the hood of my dragon robe with a smile around my mouth.

"I suppose you're talking about Vihela, who happily enjoys fighting against monsters."
"...I'm not particularly worried about Vihela?"
"Well, who were you thinking of?"
"Well, that's... that's right! It's definitely Bune." It's only natural that they're so small."
"I hope so,"

　While she complains, Elena's approach to herself in a normal manner -- a little too familiar with her -- is rare.
　His attitude toward Ray has something to say to him, but otherwise he doesn't hate it that much. Suddenly he realized that, but for the time being he concentrated on misleading Ray's pursuit.