Meikyuu Toshi no Antique Shop

* Changed Lord Morau's name to Lord Caligula in bookmaking.

Fujiwara was stuffy in a lift (elevator) headed to the basement 10th floor.

Just before I got in, it was because of the news I got.

That is the glad news that the Seekers destroyed the Expeditionary Army. But that made me wonder about my friend's safety.

"I gave you about ten psychotropic pills (elixirs) before you went out, so maybe you'll be fine...... But maybe we should have let him have some more... Maybe I'll run out of it right away because it's about that guy... I pushed just in case you don't get impotent, but you should be fighting like you don't look over there again... I hope you're not hurt badly or something...... No, maybe...... No, no, it's okay. It's okay. Because he's a tough, diagrammatically fat guy who won't die if he gets crushed by a rock...... bump"

But why should I worry so much about her?

"Appraiser Hall"

I hear voices from behind.

Looking back, the old man smiled briskly there. A soft-looking but lackluster stand-up, and someone dressed in the wrong place to visit the dungeon (tail coat) - Igor.

"Ha. No, I'm sorry, Mr. Igor. I was just thinking."

"Hmm. Please don't worry. Dungeons are like gardens to us, the people of your garden. You just have to be thorough in your role."

He must have mistaken Fujiwara's restlessness for contemplating entering the dungeon. Well, it's been a long time, so I won't make corrections because it would be a lie if I told you I wasn't afraid.

Nevertheless, I think.

I had forgotten their existence. That's partly because they erase too many signs.

Behind Igor, there are a total of ten black outfits that refrain from falling on one knee.

Its existence had been overheard, but Fujiwara had never actually seen them before. They are the crowd of the court. It is the intelligence service of the witch who controls the Labyrinth City.

"Yes, thank you."

Fujiwara grinned and nodded to show.

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The journey to the fourteenth basement was not long.

Sometimes it was because I saw the shortest path (route) pioneered by the Hundred Nights in advance, but most importantly because of the great activity of the garden attendants.

Even if I encounter a monster because of them, I get a piece in an instant.

The sight of them quietly bouncing off the enemy's neck with a seriously equally cleavage knife that they acquired by acquiring ninja-specific skills-training is crimping.

"Awkward, maybe slashing isn't a good idea," "Maybe I should try changing my shouts," "AIEEE or something? You like WRYYYY's?" "How's ABABABA?" and so on and whine with pleasure. I'm scared, to be honest.

That's an organization made up only by a selection of ninjas called Upper Shinobi. Thanks to them following the escort, Fujiwara seemed to be able to complete only the appraisal work.

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Arrived underground fourteenth floor - 'Old Battlefield (Valhalla)' is as killer scenery as ever.

As information from The Crystal Ball of Farsightedness suggests, the figure of the Expeditionary Army is already without shadow or form. Occasionally I saw a grudging spirit flutter but to that extent.

But the Seekers remain in the land.

Because he was exhausted in his struggle with the Expeditionary Army and kept investigating the artifacts on this land for a while. But searching is difficult. We can finally get back to the ground based on the decision of the main management that if we stay here any longer, there will be obstacles to our return.

Currently, they gather in one place to carry out camp removal operations and make their own arrangements for returning to the ground.

"It's about that guy, he's got to be pompous somewhere"

I'll try to hit a place like that, but I can't find it.

I have tried to focus on looking outside the camp, etc., but have not.

I shake my head and strike out the unpleasant feeling that maybe...

"Maybe I went back to the ground first. Because he can't act as a group. Poor guy who can't read the air around him... ah"

There was someone like that.

It wouldn't be a mistake to look at. A golden-haired girl wearing a boneless armor and a helmet. You seem injured, but you look better than I thought.

Besides, he enjoys having conversations with explorers who are unfamiliar with surprises while eating and acting together. Apparently, she had company.

I guess I could have solved my brother's case properly, too, to see from that fun.

I had the feeling that I was sorry I couldn't make it to help, but above all, I was glad she was safe.

"... you're funny like that"

I got a little lost, but Fujiwara decided not to speak up. Now it would be enough if we could make sure we were safe.

"Good day, Mr. Anemone."

Speak out loud from afar.

Then, to my surprise, she suddenly began to look around for a moment with something on her cheek. And I'm surprised to stare at this one.

Hi. I hear you heard this one.

Fujiwara rushed off the scene. Luckily, you don't seem to realize it's Fujiwara over there because of your coat. I didn't have to run away with anything, but I do so reflexively.

No. What the hell kind of ear would that be?

"... ugh"

Apparently, they're not coming after us.

Well, I was just relieved to make sure Anemone was safe, and I change my mind.

She did what she had to do.

Then you have to do what you have to do too. Don't let 'Pandemonium' kick your ass. listening to her souvenir stories would be fine even after returning to the ground

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Yes. The Hundred Nights is never over.

The phenomenon of the dead still rising and turning into the dead persists in the dungeons. Thanks to the crusaders, the Expeditionary Army could have been defeated, but the underlying problem has not been solved.

'Orgol of the Corpse', which makes all the causes. Finding this and not stopping its effects does not converge.

If you just can't find this much to look for, you can think of the worst case scenario.

That's a pattern where every owner falls into a trap (teleporter) or pit (pit) of metastasis and dives to the abyss. In that case, recovery is practically impossible. This one hundred nights trip will be postponed.

But Igor, who finished taking over with the Seekers, brought me new information. That's about where Orgol the Corpse is.

"This way."

That said, what I've been giving away is a lot of dirty notebooks.

The leather fitting is dark and dirty, and the edges of the vage are stiff. A long time ago, it was stained with blood.

I'll check inside.

Apparently, the notes spelled out by the Duke of Caligula's subordination.

It spells out the progress of the dungeon offensive by the Expeditionary Army and the words praising the Duke for his work.

If you skip reading it, you'll see that at the end of the day, you made a mistake with the Knights and the Seekers, starting with the case over "The Orgore of the Corpse". Then the Duke led only his closest men to the fifteenth basement, so he entered the 'Old Castle' and seemed to have fallen into numerous traps.

The description ends with words spelled out regretting joining the Expeditionary Army. Maybe the writer died soon after this.

"Orgol seems likely to be in the Old Castle"

To Igor's words, Fujiwara nodded in agreement.

But there is one thing that doesn't fall to your heart.

"Where did you get this?

"The Seeker found it on this ancient battlefield."

"You said you picked it up?

From the description, it is natural for the notebook to be in the 'Old Castle'. Why was it discovered in a different place? I wondered how the hell they brought me this far.

Igor had a hesitant look to say, but eventually opened his mouth.

"He said the Phantom Ride (Wight) was in possession. Oddly enough, they came off the herd and just stood together. And I didn't even show the bareback that attacked me, I was just pointing to the old castle..."

……

Certainly that's a strange story.

The same goes for the inexplicable behavior of indicating an ancient castle, but it's also weird that it's a phantom ride that hasn't been attacked. Undead monsters always have a strong hatred for life. You can't help but attack people.

Guess, but it also seemed like a message from someone who could manipulate the dead.

"Do you think it's a trap?

Igor does not answer that question.

I just unwrapped the cloth that had been planted with a metal version that had been lowered around my neck and wrapped it around my forehead. It is a tool commonly used by ninjas called forehead. Plates made of ash silver ore (misril) bear the crest of a three-legged raven (yata-glass) showing a witch.

"In any case, there has been progress. We just do what needs to be done."

He's certainly right.

Whatever's waiting for you. The way forward is clear. I felt easier than looking for something I couldn't find in the dark clouds.

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The ancient castle is less than half a day's walk from the end of the 'ancient battlefield'.

A castle fortress surrounded by high contour walls (curtain walls), a natural story, but no one exists inside. The inhabitants are trapped in a place that leads to the gray wolf, the wandering armor, the cursed gold coins and, in any case, all the monsters. This is one of the difficulties feared by the Seeker under the name of the Temple of Ambush (Pandemonium).

If we don't go through here, we won't be able to reach the fifteenth basement. Even from the notebook description, the Duke of Caligula should be considered to have been wiped out in the dungeon. If "Orgol of the Dead" is still there, it was there.

"Hmm. Please don't go any further"

An outline wall has been seen in the distance, and Igor gives a stop instruction. Then start observing the old castle with your hands like a telescope (scope).

"Looks like we have a lookout."

Maybe from this distance you thought you couldn't confirm it with the naked eye. It explains the situation in detail.

Sure, if it's built on the outer wall, there's a figure on the lookout. It's a ghost ride with a bow. Something like a stone thrower is also available beside it. They will attack relentlessly if we approach them.

"There is no such thing as a lookout in that ancient castle. It's clearly not what I remember of the old castle. Being on guard against external enemies means there's something to protect.

"I mean, you think someone's waiting?

Fujiwara recalls rumors of a mastermind manipulating The Hundred Nights, whispered among explorers. That's the story I was hearing in half of the joke, but it's becoming more realistic.

"If there's anything at all, it would be the deepest - heavenly guard. However, if you go with the right approach, you need to go through the outer gate and enter the second circle, and then through the main courtyard and through the castle gate."

"If that notebook is an invitation, they'll be quite prepared (...)"

For example, it is not the ratio of the Expeditionary Army. If that's all you're waiting for inside is your opponent, it's too bad of a minute for your current power.

Even though the garden crowd is sharp, it is not a number that can be countered.

"Sometimes the appraiser lord"

"Huh?"

"Can you climb that outer wall?

"Do you have that wall?

"My Lord Left."

Fujiwara shakes her head no way.

I wondered what this man would ask me most of all.

Whatever it is, it's impossible to climb that height. Even if there was a scaffold, I wouldn't be able to do it. He's the kind of person who's about to get his arm around the store.

"For us, a castle attack for ninjas means an assassination by infiltration. So it's easy to sleep at that height."

……

Apparently not the face you're joking about.

I mean, they're serious, they're going to twist up that outer wall, sneak in, and reclaim 'The Orgore of the Dead'.

"It's not like I don't have the skill to bring you. But in that case, the rate of success due to infiltration will drop dramatically. Not to mention traps and enemy eyes everywhere in the castle. It's a little difficult to tease them while they're escorting them."

"The point is, you got your foot together?

"Proper material. Given the probability and efficiency, I think it would be better for us to come back with what we are looking for to this place"

The old gentleman bowed his head when he said just that, "Excuse me," and quickly disappeared from the spot with the oligarchy black clothes. If you look closely, they seem to be crawling on the ground at a terrible rate and going for the ancient castle. If there were, you wouldn't have to worry about finding me on the lookout.

……

Apparently, they've issued extra warnings. At the time of the face-to-face meeting, it may have been unpleasant to say, "I can't use swordsmanship or witchcraft and I'm not sure about my health, thank you very much." No, I just said that because I couldn't help but look good.

If you say you don't regret it, it's a lie. Apart from that, I don't even want to be able to crawl at great speeds or get up on vertical walls.

It's not even if you're stubborn after eating the bastard like this. Cursed items are very troublesome. Handling needs to be more careful than they think.

So in order to do my job as an appraiser, I need to go to the scene first. I mean, I have to go with them. Seems like it takes catching up with them, keeping your feet together, and appealing to yourself to help.

"Hmm."

Put your head on. Group behavior is such a bad area that you can't say anything about anemones.

But I can't help it.

Cast a spell and magic into the ring that is embedded in your right index finger. Then the body immediately loses its color and shape. One of the best "Hidden Rings" I got in my active life - it's an excellent way to get rid of signs, body odors, and even sound. This should avoid fighting monsters.

The rest of the ring looks in good shape.

Fujiwara decided to chase the crowd first.