"You can normally split it between the four of us. What do you say? Allen."
"No, isn't it weird that we and the healers have the same allocation? Obviously the amount of labor isn't commensurate, are you convinced? Sizuk?"
I'm not convinced.
Talking about that.
The four of them were close to the dungeon in question.
"... isn't this connected to the basement? It looks like a pain in the ass..."
"Allen, do you have any items for the getaway? It smells kind of dangerous. You can't die like that without Richter."
"Oh, I'm bringing it. I'll use it when it gets pinched, so keep track of it. Then let's go - healer, come here."
"Yes..."
The three men who arrived at the dungeon felt a different air than before.
Sizuk's face, which was hella in the carriage, is also as serious as if he felt something.
The only healers who happen to be here are the same as usual on this occasion.
"... this air is the devil - no, the Necromancer. Allen! Living in this dungeon is probably an undead like Rich!
"You think it's undead? Shit, that's critical. For a stamina over there, we're at a disadvantage for a long fight. It's an early settlement operation."
"Rikai. Let's get this over with."
Set up a one-way operation.
Allen and the others stepped into the dungeon.
At that moment, it goes without saying that the air in the dungeon has changed.