An Extra’s POV

"S-since you are so confident about them, then I guess there is no issue…"

Conrad stroked his chin as he looked at Vida, who also nodded at him. They both appeared relieved, and it seemed their intention was to convey some details of what they told Ralyks to the students.

Of course, some details would have to be exempt.

"The Royal Dungeon was originally designated as a Disaster Class, but it evolved into an unidentified Class." Conrad asked, looking straight at the masked man. "What Class would you choose to give it, as an Adventurer."

"Grand Calamity Class."

"F-for real…?!"

"Yes. The Monsters there were of the highest caliber, and with only nine of them, and a bit of assistance from me, it was cleared in a month."

Granted, they desired to clear this new Grand Calamity Dungeon in nine days—preferably seven—but from the way the students had grown, it would suffice to say that they were capable of a Conquest on their own.

"At their current level, they should be able to take on a Grand Calamity Class Dungeon on their own. Is that something that can be arranged?"

Not only would it prevent any needless deaths, but it would also guarantee some form of victory. Last of all, it would allow every one of the Otherworlders to go all-out and face the new challenge with all their wits and abilities.

"Unfortunately, that isn't possible…" Conrad shook his head and sighed.

"The Dungeon is on the property of the Adventurers City, and so it is well within their right to choose how they handle it. The only reason we are considering going is because they have chosen to seek our assistance."

Normally, the government of the United Human Alliance could not tread on the Dungeons belonging to the Adventurers City. The only reason taxes and levies were imposed on them was due to the 'cause' that was the war with the Dragons.

The Adventurers City had to pay their dues as part of the contribution in the good fight.

"If we choose to bypass the rules and make sneak the nine of them into the Dungeon, it will only be a repeat of what happened three hundred years ago…"

Many people still hadn't forgotten the treachery of the Nations all those years ago. If they tried to do something so vile once again, it meant the hadn't learned from the mistakes of their ancestors.

faster and easier for the nine to singlehandedly handle this Dungeon, I doubt any Adventurer would agree to

richer… and the pride of

those in your occupation tend to get. I mean no

most of them to take on old-fashioned positions, but it is not in my

the ceiling as if he was deep

few seconds, he then

integrate with the Adventurers then, preferably joining different Parties.

What do you mean by that?" Conrad asked, his brows raised

fighting without each other. If we're in different Parties, we'll learn

and Vida weren't warriors and fighters. They weren't much of strategists either, though they tried their best

war, however,

experience was the most important factor in that field, and sheltered leaders had very rare opportunities to witness the evils of

EXP with the Adventurers, and probably forfeit most of the rewards

with the lemons being thrown

thing about the report, Sir Ralyks." Conrad spoke up. "I didn't think to mention it since it was just a passing comment that hasn't been

made it clear that it worried him a

disturbing, negative pouring of the Dungeon.

only a mere instant, it felt like the entire

was paralyzed under the pressure that came

say… Miasma?" Ralyks asked, his

nodded, beads of sweat proceeding from his lips. Vida appeared equally

there a problem,

pressure vanished, and the ambiance in the room returned to normal. "Just be careful. The existence of Miasma makes this Dungeon more difficult than I

Sir Ralyks. I'm sure

words oozed confidence, and for a moment the Hero and Dark Adventurer gazed at

seconds, Ralyks nodded

well. I trust in your

like he was proud of himself

to ask…" Vida spoke up, her tone as cautious as it was

"Hm? What is it?"