At the 11th floor wide area, there’s gathered moat creating a small village. Although I don’t see any pastures, it seems that they’ve dug some wells and also having some other things to support life.
There’s strong fence to prevent the approach of the monsters around the village, surrounding the moat. Considering the power of the adventurers staying here, it can even be said that the defense it at the level of a small fort? With this they could even secure the safety of the merchant coming here to do business.
The merchants had built some facilities around this simple village. They provide necessary good for the adventurer making them not having to go back up, and since they sell it more expensive than normal they could rake some huge profits. It’s a win-win situation.
I feel like there’s an inn too, but with only the wall and ceiling built to looks like it. It could only be called a hut, and even more impossible to be called a house. Not to mention they charge 8 silver coins for a night. However there’s an endless number of adventurers staying in such inn, so it had considerably prospered.
Naturally, since I have no intention of staying at such an inn, we move towards the edge of the simple village. Once I covered our surroundings will clay wall to block the glance of the outsiders, I decided to prepare a meal first. Since today’s meal also included the welcoming party of Diabell and Shallie, let’s make it a bit luxurious.
I take out the naan bread that I bought from outside, soak it in water and grill it a bit. Since naan bread is suitable for preservation, I heard that you can keep it for 2 years in a dry climate. However, in the dungeon you need to eat it before it starts to mold as the dungeon is humid.
Next, I chopped some mutton, carrot, onion and stir-fried them in a large pan. I put some rice, water and salts into a pot, close the lid and put on top of the fire until all the water got steamed. Once the moisture almost gone, I stir the whole mixture to complete it.
The deserts are dried fruit that got dried by using the sun. I also brought the little mead I have and divide it among everyone except Shallie, to make a toast. By the way, I provide fruit juice for Shallie.
“Although it’s a bit of a strange encounter, I’m glad we’re able to meet both of you. Diabell and Shallie, welcome to our party. Cheers!”
““Cheers!””
We bump our wooden mug with each other, as we managed to buy a few wooden tableware in this village even if the shops are few in numbers. Since neither Diabell nor Shallie had their tableware, I bought it as a replacement for the time being until we return to above ground.
Everyone eat the meal they wanted. Shallie is looking at Claire with interest in how a woman should act, trying to learn from her in various ways. Her lovely small mouth munching the food like a small hamster sure is cute. Since I’m going to get full with just looking at her, I averted my eyes somewhere else.
Amyl seems to imagine himself being taken care of by Lelena. His face is distorted. Although I don’t understand why, I feel like kicking him when I look at his happy face.
As I finished eating earlier, I made the bath. I raised the ground, creating a bathtub that can fit around two people at once, increasing its strength to the maximum. I made a round hole about 5cm, putting a cork to plug it. With this it’s even possible to drain it.
I put a block of ice on the bathtub with freezing magic and melt it slowly with flame magic. I adjust it not to make it too hot. Once it reach a suitable temperature, I urged the women to take a bath first, as I create a bath screen using the soil. Since I’m a gentleman, I won’t peep. I’ve decided to properly pay money if I want to peep.
First is Claire and Lelena, then Diabell and Shallie, then me, and finally Amyl. Although I changed the hot water every time, I didn’t change it when it’s my turn. That’s because it’s unnecessary. There’s no way water that is used by Diabell and Shallie could be dirty. Ah but I didn’t forget to change the water after I take a bath. There’s no way I’m giving it to Amyl.
[T.N: My nigga right here…]
Lets neatly head to bed earlier today. I crawl into the sleeping bag, and fortunately since here is a safety zone, there’s no need for a lookout. I’ve already prepared some pitfalls in case of intruders. I won’t neglect the precautions since there are many women and children here.
Next morning, I woke up as the ceiling of the dungeon became bright with some kind of unknown mechanism. Will it emit light after a certain time? Maybe the moss or something?
I greets Diabell that seems to have woken up before me.
“Good morning.”
Good morning, my lord.”
Nn? “My lord’? Her speech is definitely not like this yesterday.
“My lord had picked us up, and also the one that we owe our lives. I understood it all once I see everyone’s attitude. Everyone are counting on my lord. With you leadership and decision making ability to bring the others together, with benevolence to help the weak and without permitting any evil. Also having an unparalleled strength in both sword and magic. You are a true gentleman that deserves to be my master.”
[T.N: ‘true gentleman’, lol]
…I think the praise is going a bit overboard there? I don’t even remember having done some of what she said either. Even if she’s surprised at my Experience Value Up skill, this is a bit too much. She looks like the ‘do-as-I-like’ kind of person. She seems like the type that would get absorbed into an idol in Japan.
“My lord seems to have not notice it himself. Do you not know how special you are? That’s right! I want to form the slave contract with you again after we returned to above grounds. I want to entrust my future to act for my lord.”
If the person wants it, I have no objections. Is this okay? Well, I don’t want to think too much about it right now, so shall I just focus myself on defeating the floor master for now?
[T.N: Don’t fool yourself. Every ‘gentleman’ would have at least think once about having a dark elf as a slave.]
At the 11th floor wide area, there’s gathered moat creating a small village. Although I don’t see any pastures, it seems that they’ve dug some wells and also having some other things to support life.
There’s strong fence to prevent the approach of the monsters around the village, surrounding the moat. Considering the power of the adventurers staying here, it can even be said that the defense it at the level of a small fort? With this they could even secure the safety of the merchant coming here to do business.
The merchants had built some facilities around this simple village. They provide necessary good for the adventurer making them not having to go back up, and since they sell it more expensive than normal they could rake some huge profits. It’s a win-win situation.
I feel like there’s an inn too, but with only the wall and ceiling built to looks like it. It could only be called a hut, and even more impossible to be called a house. Not to mention they charge 8 silver coins for a night. However there’s an endless number of adventurers staying in such inn, so it had considerably prospered.
Naturally, since I have no intention of staying at such an inn, we move towards the edge of the simple village. Once I covered our surroundings will clay wall to block the glance of the outsiders, I decided to prepare a meal first. Since today’s meal also included the welcoming party of Diabell and Shallie, let’s make it a bit luxurious.
I take out the naan bread that I bought from outside, soak it in water and grill it a bit. Since naan bread is suitable for preservation, I heard that you can keep it for 2 years in a dry climate. However, in the dungeon you need to eat it before it starts to mold as the dungeon is humid.
Next, I chopped some mutton, carrot, onion and stir-fried them in a large pan. I put some rice, water and salts into a pot, close the lid and put on top of the fire until all the water got steamed. Once the moisture almost gone, I stir the whole mixture to complete it.
The deserts are dried fruit that got dried by using the sun. I also brought the little mead I have and divide it among everyone except Shallie, to make a toast. By the way, I provide fruit juice for Shallie.
“Although it’s a bit of a strange encounter, I’m glad we’re able to meet both of you. Diabell and Shallie, welcome to our party. Cheers!”
““Cheers!””
We bump our wooden mug with each other, as we managed to buy a few wooden tableware in this village even if the shops are few in numbers. Since neither Diabell nor Shallie had their tableware, I bought it as a replacement for the time being until we return to above ground.
Everyone eat the meal they wanted. Shallie is looking at Claire with interest in how a woman should act, trying to learn from her in various ways. Her lovely small mouth munching the food like a small hamster sure is cute. Since I’m going to get full with just looking at her, I averted my eyes somewhere else.
Amyl seems to imagine himself being taken care of by Lelena. His face is distorted. Although I don’t understand why, I feel like kicking him when I look at his happy face.
As I finished eating earlier, I made the bath. I raised the ground, creating a bathtub that can fit around two people at once, increasing its strength to the maximum. I made a round hole about 5cm, putting a cork to plug it. With this it’s even possible to drain it.
I put a block of ice on the bathtub with freezing magic and melt it slowly with flame magic. I adjust it not to make it too hot. Once it reach a suitable temperature, I urged the women to take a bath first, as I create a bath screen using the soil. Since I’m a gentleman, I won’t peep. I’ve decided to properly pay money if I want to peep.
First is Claire and Lelena, then Diabell and Shallie, then me, and finally Amyl. Although I changed the hot water every time, I didn’t change it when it’s my turn. That’s because it’s unnecessary. There’s no way water that is used by Diabell and Shallie could be dirty. Ah but I didn’t forget to change the water after I take a bath. There’s no way I’m giving it to Amyl.
[T.N: My nigga right here…]
Lets neatly head to bed earlier today. I crawl into the sleeping bag, and fortunately since here is a safety zone, there’s no need for a lookout. I’ve already prepared some pitfalls in case of intruders. I won’t neglect the precautions since there are many women and children here.
Next morning, I woke up as the ceiling of the dungeon became bright with some kind of unknown mechanism. Will it emit light after a certain time? Maybe the moss or something?
I greets Diabell that seems to have woken up before me.
“Good morning.”
Good morning, my lord.”
Nn? “My lord’? Her speech is definitely not like this yesterday.
“My lord had picked us up, and also the one that we owe our lives. I understood it all once I see everyone’s attitude. Everyone are counting on my lord. With you leadership and decision making ability to bring the others together, with benevolence to help the weak and without permitting any evil. Also having an unparalleled strength in both sword and magic. You are a true gentleman that deserves to be my master.”
[T.N: ‘true gentleman’, lol]
…I think the praise is going a bit overboard there? I don’t even remember having done some of what she said either. Even if she’s surprised at my Experience Value Up skill, this is a bit too much. She looks like the ‘do-as-I-like’ kind of person. She seems like the type that would get absorbed into an idol in Japan.
“My lord seems to have not notice it himself. Do you not know how special you are? That’s right! I want to form the slave contract with you again after we returned to above grounds. I want to entrust my future to act for my lord.”
If the person wants it, I have no objections. Is this okay? Well, I don’t want to think too much about it right now, so shall I just focus myself on defeating the floor master for now?
[T.N: Don’t fool yourself. Every ‘gentleman’ would have at least think once about having a dark elf as a slave.]
