167 165 Meet the Dungeon Master (2/2)
But unlike the dungeon compartment, which is open by the Dungeon Master, beyond this is a hidden space where access is forbidden. If you imitate badly and get angry with the Dungeon Master, Fran's life is in danger instead of failing to accomplish the request.
”Hmm, what to do......”
”Hmm?”
No, wait. If you can't go this way, you just have to come from the other side.
”Fran, try to get out the pendant I left you with Orrell.”
”Hmm? Okay.”
Fran fished the dimensional storage with Gossogoso and took out the pendant.
”All you have to do is call on Dammus.”
”Okay. Mr. Dungeon Master. Delivery.”
That's what I say, put the pendant overhead. We beat the boss, and there's a good chance the Dungeon Master's watching us, right? Then it might work if you call it this way.
If it doesn't work, let's think of other hands.
”Delivery -”
”On!”
That's how I call it a few times.
”You lords, use of Diaz or Orrell?
Suddenly a woman's voice rang in the room. Sounds pretty young, but is this the voice of the Dungeon Master?
”Mm. Orrell.”
”Right...... All right, hold on a second.”
Immediately after the voice, something like a hole suddenly appeared on the wall of the room. Looks like it's connected to the mysterious space we've been looking into.
”Get in there.”
There seems to be no such thing as a trap in the aisle. It's just that there's no zero chance that the destination is a monster room or some kind of trap. We carefully stepped into the aisle. I'll be ready for mindfulness and metamagic so I can always handle it.
But our concern was that the passage was just a long stretch of road, and no warcraft even appeared.
At the end of the dim passage, light is leaking out. And when we reached the exit, the sight we saw was of a large room with lots of luxurious conditioning, as if it were a nobleman's mansion.
In the middle of that room, a woman stands. Dressed in something like a loose robe. Beautiful woman. About 30 years ago? A luscious look that can seem alluring to a body with a merriment. Then the pin stretched spine and the atmosphere as a warrior to be brewed. Beauty and strength lived together in the women.
Strong. I knew it the moment I saw it. I have no idea what that ceiling is, but at least it's stronger than us. Wouldn't it be any worse than Amanda? I could feel so many signs of martial arts coming from women.
I couldn't help but feel like killing, fighting, or malice, but if I had come across it without any mindset, I would have definitely moved into a combat posture. In the dungeon, that's a little spiritual.
As a matter of fact, I also did an appraisal, but it seemed to have an appraisal blockade. I could only read some of my skills, that is, being a name and a dungeon master.
One more thing that caught my eye.
Black cat ears popping out of its head and yurayura and swinging black tails. It's a familiar part for me. Whatever, it looked just like Fran's cat ear, cat tail.
”Black Cat Clan...?
”Nice to meet you. Brothers of the Black Cat Clan.”
It was the moment the woman said so.
”Mmm!”
Fran suddenly kneels on his left knee and puts his left fist on the floor. His right hand was turned back and accompanied by his hips.
”I'll see you first. I'm Fran of the Black Cat Clan.”
Looks like court practice has been demonstrated. Fran bows her head to a woman in a more streamlined motion than she has ever seen before. Unlike the Thanksgiving of His Highness, it seemed like a tribute to those in sight. Is it an Animal Man ceremony greeting?
”Uhm. My name is Lumina. Be a Black Cat Warrior and Master of this Dungeon”
Was it the Black Cats after all? But what happened to Fran so suddenly?
But the next moment, the question was iced away.
”Master Lumina the Black Tiger?
”Ha ha. Exactly. Let's name it again. My name is Lumina. Black Cat Clan, Lumina the Black Tiger.”
Now I know why Fran pays his respects. That's where Fran wanted it.
”Nice to meet you. I welcome the Lord.”