Luggage Carrier Who Abandoned by the Hero's Party in the Dungeon's Deepest Part, Being Pos

A big man, just over two metres tall, marching dignified through the middle of a cracked crowd.

All the adventurers who give way drop him off in awe and respect.

"Long time no see...... Port, Ariez, and Lino......"

"It's Mr. Orgo! Long time no see. Listen, I've become an adventurer!

I see it and I notice it. No, Lino runs over like a puppy.

Ariez grabbed the root very quickly, and Lino turned backwards.

"Ngu!

"Lino, stop. Mr. Orgo now is an enemy to be defeated. No need to get acquainted."

"Ho ho ho, so, a little more way to stop it..."

Orgo's physique is even more prominent when he comes to sight.

For a run that only has about 140 cm, it's just a soaring wall.

The little girl wore an iron mask deep and stepped back.

"Mm..., the master has told me about Lino... He's been active for a long time... Port, are you the support of your apprentice...?

"Yeah, you're right. Nevertheless, I didn't know these four would get together again. It's kind of weird."

"To Mr. Orgo, to Mr. Port, to Ariez, besides me. The Dragon Killer's Party, it's full of momentum."

In front of the arena, in the center of a circle made by the adventurers, the four met together again.

No one knows the three faces except Lino, and the crowd continues to grow even more.

"Right. He's... not here."

"Such a guy, you don't have to be there. Instead, I'm sorry I'm gone."

"To be honest, I agree...... Why did you disappear? That's a relief..."

Baltic.

Every time his topic comes up, the back of Lino's stomach feels crisp and painful.

"The search is over, and where it disappeared remains a mystery, …"

"The man who stood up so well..., yes... If it's just strength......, it's comparable to the top A-ranked adventurers...... When you're the one who can kill him, you're limited..."

Cold sweat that conveys Lino's back.

Change the subject before it gets on your face.

When he breathed gently, Ariez, standing next to him, opened his mouth instead.

"Well, I don't care about that scum. It's not about the sunny stage, the bad memories."

Has it absorbed my feelings?

I'm not even supposed to tell you about Baltic.

It was a lino to be thankful for, but I think at the next moment it was a mistake.

"More than that, Mr. Orgo, we 'Bloom' win today. Be prepared."

"Well......, you should work hard with precision...... But the winner is my 'Fortress'..."

"Ooh, ooh, both of you. Don't you have trouble forgetting the Crusades I took over from my disciples?

Ariez's provocation prompted each of them to ignite.

Three people, each of whom does not doubt their clan victory, scatter a hot spark.

"With Ariez's magic... my elemental guard won't break..."

"No, Mr. Orgo. Apparently, she's not the one fighting you, is she?

"Yes, you're right"

(Oh, this is a bad flow. Definitely get me involved too)

As he tried to sneak away from the scene, Ariez grabbed his arm barely, and Lino turned backwards.

"Nhi-ha!

"It's Lino who fights. This child will crush Mr. Orgo in public, so be prepared."

"Hmm...... Surely Lino was strong when he defeated Evil Dragon...... Looking forward to working with you…"

"Haha..., oh, please be gentle..."

For some reason, Lino doesn't feel like winning at all, back-to-back with the confident Ariez.

Regardless of Rhina, how much can I do now fighting Orgo?

Even that is difficult to say that if we fight well, our purpose will be achieved.

It is now that we have added strength that we can feel the seeping strength of Orgo on our skin.

It's now that I know, the absolute difference in strength.

"The disciples of Port are also..., looking forward to seeing how much..."

Orgo said so, joining members of the clan and disappearing into the arena together.

"Then it's time for me to excuse you, too. They'll take good seats. Good luck, Mr. Lino."

Then Port also just walked away, and finally the crowd fell apart.

Run, who has been shrinking in silence for a long time, finally loses his shoulder strength and exhales heavily.

"Ha, I'm nervous...... Experience surrounded by so many people, it's the first time. You're both fine..."

"With those tomatoes. Crush it and the red juice will splash, just tomatoes"

"I'm scared, Ariez!?

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A total of eighty-three clans participated in this clan rivalry.

The final takes place in the form of a tournament by sixteen pairs of clans.

Clans up to ranking fourteenth are exempt from qualifying.

The remaining two frames of chairs are in the form of sixty nine pairs of clans who are fifteen or less.

The qualifying round is divided into an A-block qualifying round for thirty-five and a B-block qualifying round for thirty-four, each winner being divided into blocks A and B of the final tournament.

'Bloom' ranks seventy-ninth and counts much faster from below.

To lead Lino to the final tournament, Ariez enters the qualifying round because he won't bother Lino's hand with the elephant.

And now she is at the heart of a martial arts stage where thirty-four adventurers gather.

She looks around expressionlessly, her shoulder is losing strength, or very much asleep.

"Mr. Ariez, are you okay..."

"Don't worry about it at all. Ariez is really strong."

Lino and Run sit side by side in the front row of the audience, in the seats for members of the participating clans.

I've always made it a goal, a childhood tame who's been chasing distant backs.

Lino knows her prowess better than anyone.

"Definitely, you win"

She wore a witch hat and a black robe, as usual.

The only difference is the balloon I put on top of the witch hat.

This was made by processing a bag of ringing toads.

It bursts with a few shocks and makes a loud noise.

The rule of qualifying is the victory of those who fought for all thirty-five and stood to the end.

However, in addition to the knockout, a person who has been cracked with a balloon attached to his head shall also be disqualified.

"I knew it was coming out, it's Ariez..."

"No matter how much the clan ranks seventy-nine, only Ariez's strength is real..."

"Let's try to crush this place once we've consigned..."

All participants are alert to Ariez.

Consigning to crush her could be taken for granted.

Ariez at the time, I know a hundred things about that.

On top of that, I'm relaxed.

"Come on, guys! Thank you for waiting!

Announcement by loud magic, echoing in the venue.

The audience's voltage rises all at once and cheers roll up.

"The 285th clan match, it's finally a start!