It was obvious to everyone in the room who was the master of the echoing voice.
　Johanna is so obsessed with Seto because she was the only member who went under the dungeon this time.
　Of course it's all without Ray.
　Anyway, the first thing Johanna saw when she entered the room was, of course, a huge silver lion... and the lays gathered by the silver lion, and, above all, Seto, who was purring happily by Ray's side.
　That alone would have been no problem, but Johanna could not have been silent if she saw Sett bleeding all over her body.
　He orders the men to lay his Vihela on the floor, and hastily heads towards Seto.

"Hey, Seto," Are you all right!?"
"Grull".

　Johanna's words tell Seto that he's fine with his throat.
　Johanna is not relieved to hear Seth's voice, and she examines Seth's body directly.
　Arra avoided the rush from Johanna, but I don't see that happening to Johanna today.
　After examining Seto's body thoroughly... and finding out that he really doesn't have any serious injuries, he breathes a sigh of relief.

"Well... I'm glad." There seems to be little scar left. Seto-chan, were you okay? Wasn't it painful?"
"Grull!"

　At Johanna's anxious question, Seto shrieks cheerfully, "It's all right!"
　Silver lions are defensive, but not as aggressive — of course, compared to other Rank S monsters — so their wounds weren't that deep.
　But while most of those listening to her still feel energized by her cry, Johanna gently caresses her head.

"Yes, you're tired,"
"What? Are you tired? It sounded like I'm fine."

　One of Johanna's companions muttered his head.
　It would have been the same with the others.
　Johanna's companions, and even Elk and Minn, have unexpected expressions on their faces.
　For Min, who is usually calm and calm, it is very rare for him to look so blatant.
　In that sense, many of the people in this room could be said to have been lucky... but few understood it.

"Well, I've fought a monster like the Silver Lion that's higher than me. Seto will get tired, too."

　Ray's words cause some unexpected expressions to turn to Seto.
　Those who haven't seen the battle against the Silver Lion.
　On the other hand, those who overcome the battle with the Silver Lion look satisfied even though Seto is tired.
　When Ray, Seto, Elk and Arra's wounds had been restored with a lotion, everyone's consciousness turned to the Silver Lion.

"... Ray, isn't it about time your heart became less effective over time?"

　Encouraged by Marina, similarly by Elk and Min, Ray rises from the silver lion leaning against him, understanding his pain.
　Elk and Min's eyes are especially strong because they are supposed to regain Vihela's consciousness first and then Rodos' consciousness later.
　In other words, Rodos needs to take his heart out of the Silver Lion as soon as possible and get Grimm to act.

"Grim, can you hear me, Grimm.

　Ray, using a pair of oaves, calls out to Grimm.
　Most of the scars on his face have recovered, but the damage done by the Silver Lion's attack over the Dragon Robes is difficult to recover from as it is not as you can see.
　No, you can recover from the body if you take the lotion, but if you do so, your taste will be paralyzed for a while.
　For Ray, who was looking forward to eating, it was something he wanted to avoid if possible.
　Of course, if there were still battles to come...or if we had to escape the dungeon by ourselves, we would have pushed ourselves to drink the potions.
　But it was with Grimm's power that the Rays reached the bottom.
　and to the ground... more precisely back near the dungeon door.
　I didn't make a definite commitment, but Ray's experience tells me that Grimm will still do it.
　Even if it doesn't work, there are more than enough other fighters besides Ray.

(If Vihela comes back to consciousness, she will certainly want to fight.)

　If that's the way you think, but waiting for the reaction of the pair of oves...

'Huh? Oh, Ray. You won by contacting me like this, didn't you?'
"Oh, I've had quite a hard time, but I can manage it."
'A hard fight? Hmm. The Silver Lion is a rather powerful monster, but Zepai..."

　Zepyle would have easily knocked him down without having to struggle so hard.
　Ray hastily interrupts Grimm's words, which almost make him say so.
　Elena and Marina are the only two people who know more about their affairs here.
　I know Vihela exactly, but she is now unconscious.
　Other people had no intention of telling their secrets.

"More importantly, the Silver Lion fell as promised. Come here and bring Vichela and Rodos to their senses."
'I know,'
"What!"

　The voice came from right next to Ray, not from the pair of oves.
　I immediately turned around and saw a familiar Grimm figure for Ray.
　I was talking to each other in pairs a few seconds ago, but before I knew it, I was next to myself.
　Ray could fully understand that they used transition magic, but it would still be impossible not to be surprised.
　The surprise of Grimm's sudden appearance was the same for everyone other than Ray.
　This is the second time, especially for those who first met Grimm today.
　That's why Grimm manages to stay on the floor, almost sitting on the floor with an overwhelming sense of oppression that'
　I couldn't care less about the surroundings, and I saw Grimm's skull as if it were a silver lion lying on the floor.

"Oh, it's a very large silver lion,"
"Not so much?"

　Ray probably didn't expect the expression to be excellent because the silver lion is about six meters long.
　cast a stunned glance at Grimm

"Well, it's a little above average... or something like that.'
"I see. ... Huh?"

　I just heard something strange.
　Such an idea passes through Ray's mind and gently tilts his head.
　Then I thought a little... I understood the reason.

"Wait a minute," On average... are there so many silver lions?"
'Well, it's not like we're going to form a group, but there's a certain number.'

　Grimm readily answers Ray's question...heard it --especially those who actually took part in the battle -- and twists their cheeks.
　For it was hard to believe that there were still many other silver lions who could only defeat them with this much fighting power.
　Grimm laughs amusingly at the sight of the Reyes.

'Whoa, whoa, whoa. The world is much larger than you think. Wouldn't it be good to know that? ... Well, let's get down to business now."Then Grimm pauses and turns to the Silver Lion.
　And then, casually... the moment I wave my hand, the giant Silver Lion floats up in the air, lying on its back, on the floor.
　But that's not the only surprise. Grimm waved his hand again, and the Silver Lion's abdomen had a cut.
　...the sight was unbelievable to Ray and his men, who, in the middle of the battle, realized how firm the body hair of the Silver Lion was.

"You're lying, aren'

　mutter in an involuntary manner as Elk watches his belly break when he is doing nothing.
　Having fought directly against the Silver Lion, Elk knows how strong the Silver Lion was, and above all, he could not cut it with a blade.
　Therefore, in order to deal with the Silver Lion it was necessary not to use sharp swords and spears, but to use weapons such as the axe of the god of thunder and the Power Ax of Arla, and other effective weapons such as clubs and hammers.
　But... what is happening now in front of the Elk is to disassemble the Silver Lion without even using his hands.
　Of course, the effect of the body hair of a silver lion may have been diminished compared to when it was alive, but it is still unbelievable that the body of a silver lion can be easily dismantled.

"Well, is there anything like a barrel? The blood of a silver lion is a rare material in its own right?"
"What? Oh, yes. There's a barrel."

　Reinstated by Grimm's words, Ray pulls the barrel out of the mistling.
　It's not just one, it's two, three, four, and so on.
　Naturally, the amount of blood flowing through the body of a silver lion, which is about six meters long, is considerable.
　This much barrel was necessary if it was to be preserved in its entirety.
　But in the middle of the battle... the last time he knocked down the Silver Lion, he passed through his eyes with a spear in twilight, and he passed through his upper jaw or head in death-size, where he was bleeding.
　Even if you pull out a weapon, it's natural that blood continues to bleed.
　I could not get all the blood for it, but I still succeeded in extracting most of it.
　It's probably due to Grimm's manipulation of death. Blood rises into the air from a slit in the abdomen and appears before the laymen in blood balls.
　Many people were dumbfounded by it, but some looked envious.
　When you disassemble a monster, the first thing you do is bleed.
　Basically, it is common to cut and cut thick blood vessels such as the neck and legs and hang them from trees to drain blood.
　However, it takes some time to drain.
　In comparison, Grimm's approach is to extract blood directly from the object, and frankly, just being able to use this magic will certainly be very useful in the party, and on the contrary, he will be able to live on it alone.
　It's only natural to watch your eyes because you use such a convenient magic so easily.
　At the same time, it's only Rich Road.
　Those who watched the scene had such thoughts.
　Blood spheres break into barrels and disappear from the air.
　The next thing Grimm touched was his internal organs after the blood had been disposed of.
　Again, with just a slight wave of Grimm's hand, internal organs pop out of the body of a severed silver lion and float into the air.

Ray
"I know,"

　Knowing what he's being urged to do without telling everyone, Ray pulls out the containers one after another from the other mistrings.
　Ordinary... lower-ranked monsters have limited visceral space and need to throw away places they can't use.
　But basically there was no place to throw it away when it came to the internal organs of the Rank S Monster silver lion.
　and the most important of all viscera... the heart.
　The reason why they fought against the Silver Lion is to get this heart, and when it appears before them, everyone present is fascinated.
　The Silver Lion is already dead, and his heart has been pulled out of his body.
　Nevertheless, the heart of the Silver Lion has not stopped beating in the air.

(Well, by any chance... the Silver Lion wasn't dead?)

　I haven't stopped pulsating... I mean, when I see the heart still beating, something cold flows down Ray's back.
　I'm glad I called Grimm early, but if I hadn't called him late, maybe the Silver Lion was revived.
　Of course, as long as his brain was destroyed by death-size and twilight spears, I thought it would be all right...but the Rank S monsters still exceed Ray's expectations.
　Still, it was nothing short of a surprise to Ray to see his heart beating even after he had judged himself dead.
　That's no exception except Ray.
　I was just stunned by the beating heart.

"Well... love,"

　With Grimm's words, the magical stone buried in his heart was taken out and flown towards Ray.
　The Magic Stone of Rank S Monster... Ray gently receives something that would be a fortune for itself.
　However, for Ray, magic stones are not meant to be replaced with gold, but to grow his set and death size.

a silver lion's magical stone And...)

　Storing the magical stones in the mistling, Ray turns from this room to another room that follows, the one with the nucleus of the dungeon.

(Is this dungeon the end of today?)

　Thinking this way, Ray watched what Grimm would do next, with the heart of a silver lion in the air.