白吃 TRANSLATIONS

　The period during which you can hunt at your objective floor is known as the “Harvesting Time”; the longer this period, the greater the benefit to the party.  　The importance of “Harvesting Time” can be seen in how some parties even followed behind other Adventurers, or employed underhanded tactics like stalking, in order to earn…

　In no time at all, they had arrived at the 43rd floor.  　Just as Berii had tried to gauge Rowe’s ability as a Sherpa, Rowe was also attentively trying to analyse the strengths of “Twilight’s Sword”. 　Their way of fighting could be completely summarised in one word as “overwhelming”. 　For one thing, clearing a labyrinth…

　――Dungeon Oasis.  　That is, a place of recuperation for Adventurers.  　Since monsters loathe water, they are unlikely to approach, and a precious supply of drinkable water can be secured.  　Depending on the location, herbs that can function as raw materials for potions may also cluster, and if you collect them to the surface, there’s a…

　The weak Sherpa, lacking endurance, couldn’t keep up with their dungeon conquest and dropped out.  　While chuckling as she imagined Rowe failing, Berii spied on the presence of the young man directly behind her. 　Rush through the shallow and middle floors. 　That was the style of “Twilight’s Sword”. 　Nuuk, wielding the Gift of [Enemy Search],…

　　Rowe entered a private room in the Adventurer’s Guild just as “Twilight’s Sword” was ready to depart.  　In a leather long cloak and with a huge rucksack on his back, Rowe noticed that he really did look the part of a Sherpa. One of the party members, a blonde haired woman, approached as though trying…

　Yuika woke up in a bed she had never seen betownfore, and tried to piece together her fragmented memories. 　The succulent taste of chicken skewers dripping with oil mixed with the bitter taste of ale. Forcibly sitting Mariete on her lap, patting Mariete, squeezing Mariete’s cheeks, hugging Mariete with all her might. Until then, Yuika…

　　She was a woman whose eyes conveyed a strong sense of purpose and her will.  　Long, straight black hair that reached her waist, almond-shaped eyes imbued with an obsidian-like shine.    　She was taller than the average woman, and was slightly shorter than Rowe.  　She was not wearing armour. She was dressed a bit masculinely in…

　　Instead of heading directly home, Rowe dropped by a relative’s house on a corner of the main street.  　It was already evening.  　The girl crouching by the front door, illuminated by the orange sunset, upon noticing the figure of Rowe, rushed over with all her strength. 　Ta- ta- ta- ta- thomp. “I’m back, Marin.” “—su”…