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On the weekends, griffon hunting to the Bosque Great Forest Zone. The expedition is two days from now.

I made improvements to the magic car by then. Last time it was a test to see if I had any behavior problems for now, and this time I enlarged the body so that more than one person would be on board.

There is a passenger seat next to the driver's seat to the left. That kind of place fits Japanese cars. The exterior and the like are still tentative, and the exterior is like a stripped carriage. Behind the driver's seat, the carriage of the wagon stays intact, and if you ask me, it's like a light tiger. Once I have made a full exterior, I plan to look like a passenger car normally.

While doing a driving test on a plain that stretches out by the time we get to the woods, we then put Early in the passenger seat for a drive...... No, 'cause he probably wants to ride.

Now, before the expedition, I turn to the Adventurer Alliance. I haven't been to the guild lately, so collecting information along with showing my face. If it's anything like dungeon entanglement or rumors in the Bosque Great Forest, I'd like to buy it.

The book of the night was coming down around. I was driving around to school during the day and into the evening, so it's already close to night. Say hello, and when you get the information, go home to the dorm for dinner.

When I walked into the Adventurer Alliance building with Mr. Bell, the adventurers looked sparse. There are people who are starting to serve alcohol on their own in the break space.

When I tried to get a view of the bulletin board, I met Lung, the leader of the E-rank Adventurers' Party, the Hoddelbabosa Regiment.

"Ah, Mr. Jin."

Ask a warrior with a twisted look, Admiral Kid, how am I doing these days?

"You're a bummer. Looks like there are more monsters lately, and even the dungeons are getting more encounters. Even on the guild, it's like it's tingling."

"Really?"

I wonder if there are more monsters in the Bosque Forest or something. You'll need to be careful. Try to make a quick decision, too.

After a light exchange, Lung left the guild because he had an appointment with his buddies. Drop that back off and I'll go to the reception counter.... There was no Mr. Trupe today. At night, Mr. Marlon was present at the idle counter.

"Good evening, Mr. Ginn"

A loving Mr. Malone speaks to me.

"Do you have something for me?

"I'm just going to check on you. One moment please."

With that said, Mr. Malone took a seat. I get picked up at the counter and talk to Mr. Bell, who jumped on the counter as well.

"There are more monsters..."

"Something's wrong. Maybe it's this foretaste."

Mr. Bell let his nose snap.

"Simply because I'd say it's more, but in short, I guess it means dungeons and those guys in the back are on the table."

"No way, dungeon stampede is close?

A spitting phenomenon that occurs when a monster in a dungeon exceeds a certain amount.

"Some dungeon might soften it..."

When me and Mr. Bell were getting serious, Mr. Malone came back.

"Thank you for waiting. There doesn't seem to be any particular message."

Oh, yeah. I thought there might be a message or something from around Mr. Martello...... Maybe there's been some progress on some misrill-related issues.

It was then.

Don, and the front door of the guild opened up vigorously, and the people on the floor turned their gaze towards you simultaneously.

I thought you were getting into something, and it was one young warrior-style adventurer who rushed in. Slightly narrower body. Brown hair on burnt skin on the day. The man, such as in his mid-twenties, rushes in.

"Collector! Is there a collector?

The young adventurer screamed in a cut feather. Out of breath, full of sweat.

Adventurers who were in the break space rose to an atmosphere that was not just a matter of business.

"What the hell is all this fuss!? What happened? What happened?

"Help me! Shane's stuck in the dungeon!

The adventurers' interaction reaches me.

Running in was a C-rank adventurer named Setch. Mr. Marlon gave me ears and told me. They combine with a lover and partner female adventurer named Shane.

Summarizing the conversation between Setch and the other adventurers, he said that if he had dived into a dungeon called the 'Cylinder', his partner Shane had suffered major injuries on the trap and was unable to move.

It's a badly folded dungeon with a large number of monsters, and it's impossible to escape with a deep shane. So temporarily it was up to her to dive into the dungeon and in the meantime Cecchi to call for backup.

Looks like you're looking for a 'collector' adventurer to dive into the dungeon and collect the bodies, gear, etc. of the non-combatants and adventurers if possible... but now in the Alliance, there wasn't a single collector.

"Damn! Why at the heart of it!... Hey, someone! Dive into the dungeon with me, Shane, and help me save you!

The adventurers face to face. Eventually, an old song adventurer said.

"Hey, it's Setch. I don't think he can do that anymore..."

"That's right. How far do you think it is from here to the 'cylinder'? Even if I go now... my partner's not alive, I'm sure."

The adventurers were uniformly dark faces.

"I've been running a lot from there, Setch. But no more..."

"Oh no..."

Setch shakes his neck to the side.

"Shane is waiting for me to come back! Hey, please! I need your help!

To the desperate call, but no nodding adventurer.

I can't make it. I'm wasting my legs on help. That's what everyone thought.

It's basically our own fault to go into the dungeon. Besides, he says the monster's activities are active now. Rescue in that situation is too risky.

But even so, you don't sleep well, this kind of thing.

"Uh, Mr. Setch"

I spoke up.

"Cylinder, is it? Dungeons.... I'll go"

For a moment, Setch tried to flaunt his face, but immediately stopped. The same goes for the adventurers around us.

"Stop it, you're Rookie, right? Now an amateur can go and die for nothing."

An old song adventurer told me.... Apparently, a novice wizard appeared unsuitable for this rescue task.

People often ask you not to judge by appearance, but when you grow up, you can't even make an out-of-the-box fool out of appearance judgment...

"Gudagda, I'm not going to talk to you. I don't think there's a moment's respite to help Mr. Shane..."

"That's right, that's right!

Setch walked up to me and reached out and grabbed me.

"Are you going to help me?

"Of course."

Hey, Setch - I open my mouth whenever an adventurer around me says something. but before that the voice of Rin Rin sounded.

"If Jin's going, I'm going too"

When were you there, there was an elf bowman Vista. I said without hesitation that an elf beauty would come to know the rumors of my heroic years once.

Surrounded by this. And if Vista were to go, he appeared to volunteer, but the elf beauty of the day.

"It's not necessary. With me and Jin, it's enough."

I just cut it off. Is it because of her uncommon and slightly grumpy appearance for her who is always floating?

"Come on, it's a waste of time, isn't it? Let's get out of here."

Vista prompted us to snort around and we left the front floor of the Adventurer Alliance.