The first thing that noticed the anomaly in that three-man PT was a major clan with an overwhelming number of subscribers. It was Aldoret Crow's information gathering team.

　Unlike other clans, Aldoret Crow has many non-searchers enrolled in it. Clerks who manage and stock supplies and prepare documents for profit and loss. Information gatherers who check monitors and compile information on prices and useful information on the city. This is the only clan that has a full-time equipment mechanic and even a prostitute on staff.

　However, lately, their popularity among the people has begun to decline as they only collect G (gold) and don't even challenge the fire dragons. A few years ago, they were the first clan to break through the shell club, but since then, they have failed to make any significant achievements, and are now derided as a clan that is only known for its numbers.

　However, Aldrete crow is secretly sharpening its claws as it holds a large number of explorers of various races and jobs and absorbs useful information and tactics created by mid-level clans. And one of that useful information included Tsutomu's flying heels and battle techniques.

　Since entering the swamp on the 20th level, Tsutomu and the three PTs had often been seen on the medium-sized monitor. At first, only Garum and Amy received attention. Even though Amy the Rampaging Amy and Garum the Mad Dog had become guild employees, they were still active. From their equipment to their sword handling to the use of their skills, the man who was an information gatherer wrote down the details of the two men's equipment, etc.

　But after seeing Tsutomu's flying heels, the man began to pay attention to him as well. The flying heel. A medium-sized clan called Wings of the White Attack, which includes two white mages who specialize in recovery and attack in their PT. The man remembered that the clan had used it for a while to explore the possibilities of white mages for a while.

　That flying heel had been dismissed as being impractical. But in the man's eyes, Tsutomu's flying heels looked like a lump of practicality. It's a good thing that you've got a good idea of what you're looking for.

　His flying heels. The man realized its usefulness and immediately began to mark Tsutomu. And the flying heels were immediately tested by the explorers of Aldoret Crow, white mages under the Tenth Army.

　However, although it was good until it flew, its recovery power was minute and completely impractical. In order to find out the reason for this, the man tried to find out how long Tsutomu had been hiding in the dungeon, and he also paid attention to his behavior and the tools he was using.

　I'm sure you'll be able to find a great deal more information on this topic. It's not that the flying heels are thanks to the tool. I'm sure you'll be able to find out why. I'm sure you'll be able to find a way to make the most out of your time with us.

　As for flying heels, he still couldn't do it, but when it came to the support skills of protection and haste, even a white mage of less than ten troops was able to master them. I haven't practiced it yet, so I can't release it as accurately as I'd like, and the duration of its effect is shorter than his. However, the man was relieved that his information was not in vain when he received a report that it seemed to be more useful than heels.

　However, heels, high heels, etc., would not improve his resilience even with practice. When he finally put his mental power to maximum use, he finally has the recovery power of a herb in a meadow, and if he does that, the white mage usually gets a concentrated shot at the monster and dies immediately.


(There's a line of unique skills.....................but then, others must have the information. What's the difference?)


　The information gatherer man twisted his head and continued to observe the PT with Amy out and Camille in. He also began to focus on the battle method where Garm mainly used Combat Cry and other hate earning skills to receive most of the monster attacks, while Camille was free to attack.


(...I see...so you're letting Garm, with his high Vit, take monster attacks. And constantly strengthening Garum with flying protection. (In the meantime, when the guild chief eradicated them all at once)


　The crowd watching the monitors seem to not care that Garum is taking on so many monsters at all, and his popularity is spreading rapidly. And the monsters that are being whittled away by Camille's great sword are also getting a heightened cheer. But the man observed the image with a cold heart.


(Such a number of monsters, no matter how good Garum is, they will die without having time to drink a potion. But you're constantly covering them with flying heels and protection? ........Even if you focus the monster attacks on those with high VIT, it's hard to take in without flying heels?)


　If he was attracting monsters to that extent by himself, like Garum, he didn't have time to drink any potions. Even if you imitate that, since you can't use flying heels, it was obvious that whoever attracted the monster would die sooner or later.


(However, the burden would be reduced if two people with higher VITs were attached to each other and took turns being attacked by the monster. Furthermore, if they took turns having the healers recover one by one, would it also reduce the consumption of potions? ........for now, it's worth a try with the PTs below.


　The man immediately taught the battle tactics to a PT with a white mage who had mastered the token flying support skill. He let them continue until Tsutomu and his team reached the fifty-nineth level, but the results were not very good.

　The people in that PT knew that monsters prioritize their attacks based on hate. And they didn't know about the existence of heel hate.

　Monsters go after the one who attacks the monster. It goes after the strong or the weak. That's the extent of their awareness. And they have a vague idea of what heel-hate is. There wasn't a single person in the PT who could roughly measure the hate and manage it so that the healers and attackers didn't turn on the monsters' hate.

　So there was no way they would be able to balance the roles of tank, healer and attacker like Tsutomu and the others soon.

　But Combat Cry, which earns the hate of knights and fist fighters for the flying support skills of white mages. The soil of healers and tanks was growing with the man's guidance. The man who was an information gatherer had a grasp of the hate-earning skills, and also of heel hate, so he would teach them to the PT.

　But the attackers were not so easy. At any rate, as attackers, they attack as they have always done. It's hard to get out of the ingrained habit of attacking and killing monsters quickly.

　Naturally, this will not allow the tankers to gain any hate, and the attackers will be targeted, so they will end up fighting as a four-man team, abandoning their role as tanks, just as before.

　While the man was giving instructions and suggestions on how to fight, which was not going to go well, the day came when Tsutomu and the others would challenge the fire dragon.


　--▽▽▽--


　The three of them gathered inside the guild at eight o'clock in the morning. Garum's face, who was wearing heavy armor with a water magic stone planted on the back side with an added cooling function, was stronger than ever, and Camille was not particularly different from the usual. Tsutomu carried a magic bag with a large amount of spare equipment and potions on his back and called out to them.


''Good morning,''
Good morning.
"...Oh. Good morning.


　Seeing Garum, who was not busy moving the dog ears of his head as if he was nervous, Tsutomu moved to the empty reception desk, wondering if he was okay. While updating his status card at the reception desk with a strong (scary) man who is still unpopular, the three of us formed a PT.


''Oh, I'm going to challenge the fire dragon today. Please watch if you want.
Oh, yeah. Don't piss yourself.
You've been told, Garm.
'Hahaha!　That's nice. You've got some balls!　Well, good luck with that. Don't wear too much expensive equipment.


　After being warned that by the skinhead uncle at the reception desk, Tsutomu bowed his head and headed to the magic circle.


You seem to be nervous. It's not like you're going to die if you don't clear one shot, so let's just take it easy.
Yeah.


　Tsutomu slapped him on the back at Garum's complexion, which he didn't think was the case at all.


'Sit up straight, please. Look at Camille. She looks like she's going on a picnic.'
'I even had trouble sleeping yesterday because I was so excited.
Please don't give me no strength from lack of sleep.
No way.


　Camille responds with a smile as she rears the great sword on her back. Tsutomu worries as he speaks up, because if the tank collapses, it will all be over.


''Transfer to the fifty-ninth level.''


　With those words, the three bodies become particles and are transferred to the fifty-nine levels.

　The sun shines down the red clay slope and reflects off the red clay slope to greet the three of them. After looking around the rocky surroundings, Tsutomu puts his fly on the three of them and leaves Camille to search for them as usual.

　After transferring the potions, Tsutomu placed the potions he transferred to the fine bottle next to Garum, who was sitting down and stretching with his legs open.


I'm sure you'll be able to take them down if you move as usual. You'll be fine.
They told me a lot of times yesterday.


　Garum turned his face away as if he was sulking as he finished his stretching and inserted the potion into his waist. Tsutomu met Galum, who had been a weakling in yesterday's meeting on the fire dragon attack, with theoretical words.


''That thing is just a slightly larger wyvern, you know. It's just a little bit of a little bit.
Hmm, that doesn't sound right. That's not the way it works. So much so that he could be given the second name of a madman.
Hmm. It's possible to look at it on the level alone. Oh, but isn't it perfect for a madman and a mad dog?
Well, I'm clearly not a mad dog right now. I'm more of a guard dog for the madman, for now.
Oh, hmm?


　Tsutomu raised his eyebrows at Garum, who put his hands on his hips and said so.


'Please don't pee at the sight of the fire dragon. There's no excuse for happy peeing or anything like that.
I don't understand the word 'gladly', but I can't guarantee that you won't leak it. In fact, I've heard that the first time a PT tried a fire dragon, there's usually one who leaks it.
Oh, really? That guy's second name is definitely going to be in his pants for a while. Poor guy.


　Garum and Tsutomu chatted for a while as their nerves relaxed a bit. Then she returns just as they begin to worry about Camille, who is returning later than usual.

　Tsutomu asks her about the terrain while handing Camille a potion. Then she let out a smile as if she couldn't stand it.


'I found the Black Gate. It's right around the bend after you go straight north from here.
'Oh, that's good. It's never better to have time. Well then, let's have three battles to get your shoulders acclimated while we head for the Black Gate.
Yeah.


　Camille, like a child before going to buy a toy, quickly attaches the potion to her waist. Then she advances through the air to the Black Gate.

　While practicing the final check of the flashlight bottle and the defensive stance of the breath, she quickly takes down the orcs and wyverns. Even Garum, whose movements were stiff at first, gradually got used to them, or maybe it was just his normal movements. Camille's attacks were more caustic than usual, to the point where I was worried that she might have too much firepower on the contrary.


Bracelet!
..........
I'm sorry.


　Tsutomu apologized honestly, as the word he let loose in an attempt to soften the scene clearly made the place throb. It's a good idea to have a good time with them.


(Garum looks okay now. Camille's a little high-strung. (If I go into it too much, I'll have to use a medic to de-longify it right away.)


　While searching for the two of them, Tsutomu layered protection on Garum and placed the Haste in the direction of Camille's progress. Camille also became more conscious of stepping on the placed Haste, so she could match it even if she missed a bit, so her mistakes were almost gone.

　Then I took down a bunch of kangfugaroo and saw the black gate. After having Camille check to see if there were any monsters around, Tsutomu's mental strength recovered and he was able to open the black gate as soon as he recovered.


''I said it a lot yesterday, but I'll give you a final check just in case.


　Tsutomu, while holding a sandwich of snacks in his hand, briefly discusses the flow of the fire dragon attack.


'I'll buff and support skills at the beginning. I'll apply buffs and support skills at the beginning of the game. By the time I finish that, the fire dragon will approach from the top of the cliff and usually spit out a breath. After throwing a flash bottle at it and preventing the Breath from curling up in a red threaded fire bundle, Camille destroys the crystal on its forehead with a hammer while the fire dragon is dazzled. As long as we can get the fire dragon down on the ground, the rest is business as usual.
'As you said yesterday, you only throw the flashbulb once, don't you?
Yeah. So that's the second flash!　Please ignore the "is


　Tsutomu answers Camille's question while adjusting the flashlight bottle so that it can be taken out of the magic bag immediately.


'I don't think so, but in the unlikely event that the flashlight bottle fails, I plan to cut down the wings with Camille as the main focus. And if she doesn't make the opening breath, we'll wait for the next one.
You seem very confident.
'No, I just throw it in front of me. I'm sure it's pretty scary, but I don't think there's much that can go wrong.


　I've seen the scene on the monitor where the fire dragons are frightened and miss the flashlight bottle and explode before the fire dragons arrive. However, Tsutomu is already used to such pressure with his flying skills that strengthen and heal the enemy if he hits it.


''It's important that Garum doesn't die anyway. If you get seriously injured, be sure to use potions. At worst there is a raise, but if you use it, I will probably die.
Um, okay.


　Garum nodded while checking the position of the potion on his waist again.


'Camille, you'll be in basic dragonization. I'm sure you'll be able to find a way to make it work. Just make sure you definitely stop attacking when I apply the medic.
'Oh. I'm on it.


　It's not as if he couldn't wait any longer, but Camille's response, which was to let go of her grip on the great sword on her back, reminded Tsutomu of his uneasiness.


It's not necessary to defeat them quickly. You will be able to take your time and make sure you defeat them. You can't attack them prematurely.
I know.
''Well, I guess Camille can handle it. Alright, then, until my mental strength recovers, it's going to be a long day, so rehydrate yourself. Oh, and have a banana to help you digest.


　After throwing a water bottle and a banana at the two of them, Tsutomu produces a red threaded fire bundle from his magic bag and puts it on before organizing his magic bag again. A flashlight bottle, a hammer, a green potion and a blue potion.

　Tsutomu's magic bag is a top quality product, so if you remind him, it will appear in your hand immediately. However, Tsutomu repeatedly reminds himself of its location so that he can take it out without panicking in case of an emergency.

　Then, with his mental power fully recovered, Tsutomu turns back to the two men wearing the red thread fire outfit. Garum has a straight face. Camille's eyes shine brightly.


''Well then, shall we go?''


　Tsutomu quietly opened the black gate to the sixty levels.