Who designed this underworld dungeon?

Looking for teammates is an essential part of an adventurer's career.

Everyone wants to find a big boss to guide them, but the reality is that the quality of adventurers varies. It’s okay to recruit normal teammates, and just take normal adventures.

But if you accidentally open a hidden model like Sato Kazuma, it will cause a lot of trouble.

You don’t want your teammates to shoot a big explosion a day and then lie down on the road waiting to be picked up, right?

Well, if it’s a weak beautiful girl, then that’s a different story

Although I am looking for teammates, who should I look for?

Dahl immediately thought of the strategy team, which was the most elite adventurer in Bede City.

However, through the last battle, he realized that his fighting style was not very compatible with the strategy team, and it was a bit awkward to work together. Perhaps Tel and the others had long since become Leon and could not accept someone with a different style from Leon. swordsman.

In other words, teams with fixed combinations are not suitable for you to join.

So he had to start with Sanren. Who else among the silver-level people he knew was a lone wolf.

He suddenly remembered someone who was not an adventurer - the magician Roger.

Although the man's frivolous character made it difficult for Dahl to deal with it, he admired Rogel's fighting style of "Invisible Flash Thorn". Fighting should be like this, with a surprise and fatal blow!

When Dahl was a child, he dreamed of becoming an assassin walking under the moonlight, killing his targets neatly and without anyone witnessing him.

However, now he has become a swordsman who gets into the pile of monsters and uses Wushuang. After using Wushuang, all the monsters are dead. To a certain extent, there are no witnesses.

Realize your dream in an alternative way.

If we can get Roger's help, it will be easier during the exploration of Fran Fortress.

Every time he thought of Fran Fortress, Dahl couldn't help but recall the scene when he escaped from the old wolf of Fran.

The reason why he is working hard to conquer Thane now is to see the old wolf again.

He also couldn't understand why he was obsessed with seeing the old wolf again. He would not have the courage to accept the wolf's blood even if he saw the old wolf again.

Perhaps there was a feeling in the dark that was guiding him. In his subconscious, Darl felt that he would regret not seeing the old wolf again.

He shook his head, not thinking about it for the time being, and looked at the sun hanging in the sky. The bright sunshine shone on him, brushing away the gloom and terror in the underground city.

Let’s take a day off.

After being sent back to the bonfire by the soul-sucking ghost, Dahl voluntarily left the dungeon. If he died again, he would have no soul left. The vague pain deep in his head made him dare not take any more risks.

Thanks to the teleportation crystal generously sponsored by Count Charon, and the fact that Dar never went to the Resurrection House these days, he had a little extra money on hand.

"Buy something delicious to treat everyone."

Weighing the heavy bag of money in his hand, even Dar couldn't help but smile.

"Boss, can the meat I ordered last week be taken away in advance?" He came to the familiar store and greeted the boss.

"Of course, I've been here a long time ago," the boss with a stern face said, "Just wait here, I'll help you fix the cart."

Dar nodded and found a chair to sit down.

This is not a butcher's shop, not a tavern, but a monster workshop!

Adventurers will bring the monsters they hunt to the monster workshop for decomposition. If convenient, they can sell them directly to the workshop, taking only the materials they need.

Dahl has been friends with this monster workshop for several years. He asked his boss to help him buy some meat of low-level monsters every week, preferably pigs and cows.

Monster meat is edible to humans, but it is not very tasty, and it has no magical effects such as increasing strength, so monster meat is relatively cheaper to recycle.

However, Dahl's wolves like to eat monster meat and can only hunt ordinary beasts in the forest, so he comes to buy a bunch of meat every week to improve the food for the wolves.

"Here we go again, Brother Dahl," a middle-aged decomposer came over to chat with him familiarly, "Can adventurers make a lot of money? I see you come here every week."

Dar shook his head, "Just barely."

"Haha, I heard fatigue from your tone," the decomposer laughed twice, patted Dar on the shoulder and said, "Adults must have adult ways to relieve stress. How about I treat you, an old customer?" "

Dar thought of something, frowned and said, "I won't go to the custom shop."

At this time, the decomposer had just handed a glass filled with cold beer to Dar.

"What? Who said I want to invite you to a custom shop? Brother, what do you think about every day?"

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Dar looked away instantly, his face turned red, making the decomposer laugh.

"I don't drink." He said this out of anger after holding it in for a long time.

"Hey, don't say that. I just won't laugh. You don't need to spend any money anyway. Just drink as much as you want."

Dahl stared at the beer. Bubbles were rising from the clear yellow liquid, and a layer of water droplets formed on the surface of the cup. The aroma of wheat juice penetrated his nose, and he could feel the chill just by looking at it.

This must be a nice cold beer.

Dar's throat moved, and he reached out to grab the wine glass. After a few seconds, he looked at the empty glass in a daze.

When I came to my senses, I was already drinking heavily!

"It seems that you have really accumulated a lot of fatigue. How about I buy you another drink?" The decomposer was frightened by the way he drank.

"No, no, no need,"

Dal waved his hands quickly, his face flushed. The cart was ready, and a small mountain of monster meat was placed on it. After paying, he quickly pulled the trailer and left the city.

His steps were a little shaky, and his head was a little dizzy. His alcohol tolerance was unexpectedly low, but.

The cool autumn breeze swept across his cheeks, and the wild flowers and green grass on the plains nodded up and down. The feeling of being tipsy was not unpleasant.

It seems good to relax occasionally.

He hummed a little tune for the first time in a long time, and had the leisure to appreciate the scenery, with a smile on his lips.

This smile lasted until he returned to the farm.

"Swish--"

The collision sound of the sword blade and the scabbard sounded, and Dale let go of the cart and pulled out the long sword, his eyes wide open and red.

The fence of the farm collapsed, and it was a mess inside, and the wolf pack was nowhere to be seen.

A huge monster was lying on the farm, with blood flowing down from the corner of its mouth.

It was a dragon!

Dale's face turned pale instantly, and his body was shaking. The next moment, he rushed forward with a sword!

Why is there a dragon here? Why did it appear on the farm? My wolf pack

"Go to hell!" Dale roared wildly, looking like a ghost.

"Huh?"

The female fire dragon, or Hathaway, raised her head in confusion. She was frightened and spread her wings.

By the way, a group of wolf cubs who were hiding under its wings and eating wild boars were exposed.

Everyone was eating with oil dripping from their mouths, and they made satisfied howling sounds.

"Ah!?"

Dale's mind was in chaos, and his steps became staggering immediately. A silver-level adventurer actually fell flat on the ground like a dog chewing mud!

After falling, he slid on the ground for a distance, just in front of the wolf cubs.

When they saw their partners coming back, the young wolves howled excitedly, rubbing and licking him intimately, and blood and minced meat were all on his clothes.

Dale raised his head in a daze and met the gaze of the equally dazed female fire dragon. The man and the dragon just stared at each other.

"What bastard dared to attack my Hathaway!" A familiar voice came, it seemed to be Roger?

However, before Dale could say anything, a wizard's hand hit his face.

A moment later

"Misunderstanding, it's all misunderstanding, little brother,"

In the farmhouse, Roger smiled and treated Dale, who was stern and didn't say anything.

"I told you a long time ago, quickly fix the fence that your dragon broke, now it's good, you've been misunderstood."

The trainer Antili, who was still wearing hot clothes, sighed and said, and several male wolves were shaking their heads around her, with a flattering look on their faces.

Dale's face became even more sour, because he remembered that those male wolves were famous for being cold in the wolf pack.

"Didn't I ask Hathaway to hunt as compensation?" Roger showed an embarrassed expression for the first time, "It seems to have caused a bigger misunderstanding."

After learning that it was a false alarm and the wolves were safe, Dale didn't care much about the episode just now, but just stared at Antili, like the original wife staring at the mistress.

Antili noticed Dale's thoughts and patted the heads of the male wolves, and the latter ran away happily.

Dal's face looked better, but he still asked in a bad tone: "So why did you come to me?"

Just because of a misunderstanding, Roger was embarrassed to speak for a while, but Antili said generously:

"Invite you to cooperate in exploring the dungeon, we will give you a lot of rewards, do you want to come?"

Oh?

Dal glanced at Roger, and the latter nodded.

Unexpectedly, before he went to find his teammates, his teammates came to him on their own.

The meeting just now was not pleasant, but it only frightened Dal a little, not to mention that he could use this to gain some initiative in the cooperation.

Originally, he only wanted to find Roger, and now there is also Antili who is also quite strong. This combination is not bad.

Dal gave an answer instantly.

"Okay, but what is your goal and which area are you going to?"

Roger and Antili looked at each other, and they smiled at the same time. The latter said mysteriously:

"Do you mind being hated by monsters?"

Faced with this confusing question, Dal thought for a while and said, "Don't monsters hate humans?"

"Then you don't mind, that's great!"

Antili clapped her hands and smiled, "Take a rest today, and you can go with us tomorrow. Our goal is to fight monsters."

Dal's eyebrows twisted, and he suddenly wanted to refuse.

The next day, Sen Dungeon, Food Area

"Take this,"

Antiri handed Dale a stick and pointed at a creature in the bushes and said:

"See that yellow mouse? Beat it!"

"Pika?"

The wild Pikachu blinked in confusion.

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