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.

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

Dungeon, the thrill of risking one's life to get stronger and richer… and the pride of Adventurers in their livelihood—these factors were hindrances

must understand how stubborn those in your occupation tend to get. I mean no offense, Sir

words of truth. I personally find most of them to take on old-fashioned positions, but it is not in my

ceiling as if he was deep in

a few seconds, he

Adventurers then, preferably joining different Parties. It should offer at least

by that?" Conrad asked,

get accustomed to fighting without each other. If we're in different Parties, we'll learn how to function with others rather than just one another." Adonis beamed,

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

it came to war, however, they were

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

with the Adventurers, and probably forfeit most of the rewards gotten from inside a Dungeon, you can still learn valuable

lemonade with the lemons being thrown

to mention it since it

worried look on the Grandmaster's face made it clear that

Dungeon.

energy swept across the room. For only a mere

pressure that came from one

you just say… Miasma?" Ralyks

gulped as he nodded, beads of sweat proceeding from his lips. Vida appeared equally uncomfortable, though shock mostly

there a problem,

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

I'm sure we can

confidence, and for a moment the Hero and Dark Adventurer

few seconds, Ralyks nodded and

trust in your

relief, but it also seemed like he was proud of himself after hearing such praise

been meaning to ask…" Vida spoke up, her tone as cautious as

"Hm? What is it?"