As it turned out, Weiss and his PTs were wiped out. The mutant shell club, whose shell had been crushed and fully exposed, and whose muscle fibers expanded like balloons, became both hard and swift. Even Weiss, Camille, and Leon couldn't compete with the attacks coming from the muscles that had grown to a frightening degree from the super-healing of the torn muscle fibers that had been repaired.

　And Eunice's healers were much lamer. It's fatal that they took too long to revive two dead people, let alone support recovery. With two people, it was still possible for them to rebuild, and there was a chance they could recover from that. But Eunice couldn't rebuild.

　Some of it couldn't be helped since they had spent time developing the dango raise, but Yunis's ability, which was below the top, had clearly declined. If that was the case, the PT would work better with Cecilia from the Red Devil's group.


''Woohoo. That PT is going to lose?''
Hey, hey that's a hell of a shell club.
I shudder to think of that thing making it back to the nest to recover.


　Many of the adults and labyrinth enthusiasts who were around the divine table were disappointed as they had high hopes for that Dream PT. Most of them were disappointed, as there were many fans of Weiss, Leon, and Camille.


''Kyani!''
She's so cool!
I've killed them all!


　The kids, on the other hand, were delighted to mimic the victory crab pose that the mutant shell club was doing. And when we spotted an empty-handed Shell Club on the road today, heading off to work on building, we all headed off in unison.


(Even though Eunice got pokaed, the mutant shell club is still strong. ........If it's just the healer, this one is stronger. But that one works well with the Mutant Shell Club, and that's what makes the PT work. (It's going to be tough to win.)


　Corina can easily rebuild after two players are dead, so there's no problem. But Weiss and Leon's low level of proficiency in the so-called tank is a good match as far as the Mutant Shell Club is concerned, and their individual strength as attackers is better, and while the Infinite Circle is better in terms of PT cohesion, the Dream PT is definitely stronger against the Mutant Shell Club.


(I hope I don't get discouraged when they break through first.)


　If he lost to an improvised PT that was just a collection of official cheats called Unique Skills, he might end up rotting, thinking that it was a talent after all. Tsutomu wondered if he would need to follow up on something if he lost, while watching the spectators move to the other god's table as the eye-catching PT was wiped out.


What should I do?)


　If it were a normal holiday, I wouldn't have much free time because I'd spend it making plans, but this is an extra holiday that was created in spite of Diniel's activities, so I don't have a packed schedule. Shintai also checks Aldoret Crow from time to time, and for everything else, the articles in Labyrinth Mania are sufficient. The forest apothecary and Doren Workshop, which I've been working with for supplies and equipment, also show up regularly, and I've just made the rounds of the mage tool craftsman's place.


(If Garum and the others are free, let's go to the dungeon.)


　Eventually, Tsutomu ended up there, and once he got there, he went back to the Clan House. But Diniel, of course, as well as Zeno, apparently went out with his wife today. And the important thing is that Garum also went to the orphanage today, so Daryl was the only one left.


''If you're free, why don't we go to the dungeon?''
Okay, but....


　Daryl, sitting on the couch, itching for his drooping dog ears, looked around the living room where he had been galloping. He could go to the dungeon, but there were no PT members there. He looked as if to say so.


'You have a guild and PT mediation, right?'
...Oh, you're going to collect them there?


　Daryl also seemed to be aware of the guild's PT mediation itself, but he wasn't too keen on it. At the time he was using it, there was still no concept of a tank, so he often joined as a mere baggage carrier. This was probably why he didn't get a good image.


'If Daryl doesn't like it, fine. It's just a way to pass the time anyway, and I wouldn't go if it was a PT without a single tank I could trust either.
Trust me....


　Daryl muttered and then stood up, both of his eyes blazing with melancholy.


'Let's go!'
'You switch so quickly. Yeah, and it's a different environment now than it was when Darryl was mediating PT, so I guess it's not so bad.
'Oh, really?'
I haven't used it much either. The only thing I've seen is the mediation board. The guild seems to be doing well.


　Certainly, the PT mediation during Daryl's training period must have been rough, but it seems to be functioning quite well now, with much maintenance and an influx of newcomers from the royal capital. With the influx of nobles, the guild is also cracking down on vicious exploitation of newcomers, so I don't hear any bad rumors about it.


''It's interesting to form a PT with someone you don't know once in a while. ...No, I don't want to go without at least one tank I know, though. Well, hmmm. Improvised PTs are both good and bad.... But it's worth it to me to go in my spare time like this.


"Live Dungeon! Then I also liked and gunned for a stray PT that I could comfortably set up in my own time, but now that I'm at risk of dying, I'd like to have at least one tank that I can trust. And I know the unique fun of the feral PT, but I don't know if Daryl would find it fun.

　But I'm sure that by forming a PT with people I don't know, I can expand my range of play. You can't always tell by just watching them on the gods table, especially tanks and attackers, and it's a chance to see someone different up close and personal. Even if they are lower level than you, new ideas can come to you.

　As he listened to Tsutomu's stories, Daryl seemed to be getting on board as well. He is wagging his tail like a dog that has heard the word "walk".


In that case, please prepare your equipment. I'll go get ready too.
Yes, sir!


　Tsutomu said in a light tone as he walked up the stairs, and Daryl followed with a thud of footsteps.