I'm so tired...


　Daryl, who was completely sweating, breathed tiredly as he kept an eye on Fenrir's child, who was now laying on the ground lounging languidly inside the great tree, playing around inside. It was more hard work than a bad fight to keep up with the play of a child who was tougher than an average monster, and it even reminded him of Garum's rigorous training.

　But even so, he didn't take his eyes off Fenrir's child, who could die from bad luck, even by chance, for a moment. Thanks to that, I'm relieved that I'm exhausted and don't move now, for the time being.


''.........wah.''


　And she didn't expect Daryl to have more stamina than she did, either, so she started to show some respect for him. For his part, he was also quite happy about that. He felt like a junior member of the clan, as he was more likely to be taken care of in the clan.


'Want some?'


　Feeling a little better, Daryl looked in his magic bag for something that even Fenrir could eat and grabbed the dried fruit that Oli had made for him. Then she stood up with a look of interest and scooped it up and ran over to him at a small run.

　She sniffed to make sure that what she was offering was edible and took a bite. You'll be able to see that you're not the only one who can get away with it.


'You might get an upset stomach if you eat too much, so go easy on yourself.


　That being said, Daryl's face was so loose that it was hard to believe he was in a dungeon. It's not as if he knew how he felt, but after that, the child continued to spoil him, and he even succeeded in getting some expensive dried fruit.

　The child was sipping on a heaping pile of dried fruit on the ground, and I was also eating a sandwich next to him. I gobble up the sandwich, which is filled with thick teriyaki chicken, and drink a bottle of water to quench my thirst.

　The child looked at me as if he wanted a drink, so I pulled out a suitable container from the Magic Bag and poured him some water. After sharing a meal in this way, one of them seemed more relaxed, and the child was lying on his back as if he had forgotten his wild nature.


(But once we leave the dungeon, this relationship will be lost again.)


　Daryl stares at the rumbling Fenrir child with melancholy eyes. He sighs as he thinks about how much he wishes he could follow him around after he leaves the dungeon. It might be a good idea to welcome some kind of animal into the Clan House, for all I know. It would be unlikely that Tsutomu would give me permission, but it would still be tempting enough for me to suggest it.





　It seems that if you suggest it in that soft atmosphere, he would easily approve it, but Tsutomu would not drink it with suspicion even if he bought nearly tens of millions of dollars of wine for that purpose. If that's the case, it would be safe to talk to Zeno, the catalyst for that social gathering, and get him to open up again.

　Daryl had never seen Tsutomu look so open-minded, and from what I've heard, the same thing happened to Garum and Amy. It's a good thing that everyone seems to have a good impression of Tsutomu in that situation, and there are signs that he will cooperate with you if you offer him a chance to talk.

　While he was lost in wondering if he could somehow get her to drink wine naturally and get her drunk, Fenrir's child, who had regained his strength, was quietly moving his tail as if bored. When Daryl noticed her, he played inside the large tree, a safe point, with her for a while after that.

　Earlier, she had been pretending to go out of the big tree when she saw an opening, but the child no longer did so, as if she approved of her. As I was patting her head good-naturedly as if to praise her, her white ears stood up like antennae. Then they looked at you and barked, and then walked to the exit of the big tree.


'Is that Mr. Diniel's arrow?'


　Daryl also detected the sound of an arrow sticking in a tree with his droopy dog ears, so he follows the kid as he walks slowly. Then, after carefully checking ahead to see if the monster was waiting for them, Daryl uses a hand sign to tell the stabbing arrow that it's okay. Then Daryl heard footsteps in the distance, and a relieved look on his face as he discerned that it was the four of them and one of them.


(Looks like I did well over there too.) Good, now I won't have to move on to the next level while feeling bad........ (And I don't want you to feel like that for the first time, Korina-san.)


　He had four experiences breaking through the ninety-two levels with Tsutomu's PT, but all of them were disgusting. So this time, Daryl thought he wouldn't have to feel that way, so he stroked Fenrir's child as if he was relieved. She made a pouting face at being petted so suddenly, but she made a low noise as if to say it couldn't be helped.


'Oh!　The kids are safe!
'So now we don't have to look for another safe point. Thank goodness.


　And Hannah and the others returned safely without any signs of injury. Daryl was almost distracted by the sight of them, but he was waiting for them to return, making sure they didn't let the kids leave the safe point first. She didn't have to worry about that, though, as she wasn't going to run out at the sight of her mother if she was rebellious at the moment.


'Darylou!'


　With a look of heartfelt relief on her face after confirming that this one is also safe, Hannah runs up to me happily. However, the figure of Corina behind her instantly shuddered as if her entire body hair stood upside down, and her eyes widened at the edge of her vision.


'Han--'


　Shortly after noticing Corina's unusual behavior and trying to speak out, a white shadow leaps out from behind it. It slashed cruelly at Hannah with its ice-enhanced claws as it passed by, and rushed at Daryl at a glance.


''........Eh?''


　Hannah's upper body falls to the ground as her body is cut in half with a look on her face as if she has no idea what happened. Then, as she disappeared as she was transformed into light particles, Daryl pushed the child away with his left foot and was sent flying off with his body, spinning vertically under the rush.

　As it was, she was smashed into a large tree with such force that it hit her from the back, causing her to choke on the impact. In front of Daryl, Fenrir's white-eyed parents let out a crazy scream as they exhaled wildly.


　“Oh!


That sounds like a lot of work.


　Tsutomu, who had been out alone for a long time in a less conspicuous outfit, sat down on a bench as usual to practice his skills, and watched the second stand, which showed Korina's PT facing Fenrir, who had lost his mind as well as the Rampage Elephant, as if it were someone else's business.

　The Rampage Elephant, as its name suggests, is a runaway elephant, but its monster nature is extremely mild-mannered and only becomes belligerent when protecting its children. So why did the 92nd level raid the forest from the beginning?

　A parasite that looked like a scale insect as thin as a human hair, 'Live Dungeon! The creature in the setting, which could not even be named in the first place, is the only one off the 92-level biological pyramid. If the creature is dead, it will identify the closest, yet healthy, monster as its next host and attach itself to it.

　The parasitic Fenrir would gradually take over its brain, and by the time it reached Safe Point, it had turned into a runaway beast just like the runaway elephant. Tsutomu, who had roughly predicted the outcome of this, was munching on a steamed bun he had bought from the stall with one hand while observing the second platform and taking notes on various things.


(In this world, the ninety-two levels would be even more troublesome. It's strangely more realistic than a live dungeon, so the flag management would be different.)


"Live Dungeon! The ninety-two levels, one of which was leveraged by a later update in the game, had a storyline built around Fenrir. And just like in this world, if you proceeded normally, the child would almost always die, and you'd have to move on to the next level, feeling like your bones were stuck in your throat.

　Of course, I couldn't agree with the fact that I had to advance through the hierarchy with such an unpleasant aftertaste, and Tsutomu, who was in the frontline group at the time, had to search for a route to save his son and his son, as he might be able to obtain some new items. But that search was extremely difficult.

　There are a number of gimmicks that make you want to scream at the player for not being able to notice such details, and a number of gimmicks that make you think they are important but are not intended to be understood by the player, such as a nondescript code. There were gimmicks that were dependent on real time, and some of them involved luck, which made me feel more and more stressed out as time went on, especially for Tsutomu, who was on the verification team and had to keep his hands to himself.

　Even so, the parent-child rescue route was developed within a week or so by a number of players, and within a few days after that, the shortest route was constructed, and the information was spread and made known. However, even with that information, it ended with a sigh of relief because of the hassle of not letting ordinary players capture it and the items you get are just titles.

　It's not just a waste of time with no real benefits, it's a validation of the things added by the app. However, Tsutomu continued to do this for years without a single thought. The reason for this is quite clear.


(Everyone's upset, everyone's upset.)


　Not to mention the clan members who were watching the divine platform, the spectators who were watching them were also in a panic at the unexpected situation. Furthermore, the labyrinth maniacs and information workers who witnessed the situation where even Fenrir went out of control were staring at the God's Table with bloodshot eyes.

　Seeing the reactions of the people around them who were surprised when information that only they could know was made public, they were inwardly pleased. Thinking back on it now, when I was in junior high school, I liked knowing information within the school, such as who my friends liked. But what accelerated that even further was no longer needless to say, "Live Dungeon! It is.

　In the MMO world of the Internet, strategy information spreads very quickly, and there is no way you can hide information in a hurry. But for a short period of time, you are able to hold onto that valuable information all by yourself. The pleasure of being immersed in the limited time, and seeing the reaction to the information when it is released to the public. That's why Tsutomu liked it so much, that's why he was conducting seven troublesome inspections.

　But as far as this place was concerned, he wasn't indulging in that much pleasure. It's not that cathartic, since it's not information that he had to work so hard to obtain at this point in time, and furthermore, the fact that Hanna is dead is not something that he can rejoice in without giving up too much.


Uh-oh.


　However, in the end, however, it's someone else's problem, so the way Tsutomu looks at the PT in a difficult situation is the way he sees the fire on the other side of the river. Fenrir is running out of control with a PT member who is somewhat depleted by the defeat of the Runge Elephant and is in perfect condition. The child Fenrir, who is awakening after his parents were killed after defeating it, and the monsters who will be looking to take advantage of the fishermen. Perhaps they will be able to rebuild the PT, but what will they do in this terrible situation?

　But there is no hope for them. "Live Dungeon! This situation sucks if it's based on the strategy of, but the information about the monster's death suggested by Pico, Xeno's wife. If it can be used, there might still be hope. Although, that might be like handing out spider silk, though.


(Korina, go for it!)


　The people around her were surprised by Fenrir's outburst and the PT members who were trapped. Tsutomu, who threw words to her, who was such a PT healer, that didn't seem to have a shred of hope, continued to watch Kamidai with a little bit of a good mood. The expression on his face showed that he was in a very good mood, and it was easy to see why he wanted to watch the God's Table all by himself.