Chapter 107
Cough*, okay, I’m not going to pretend like I’m a master of speeches, so I’ll make it quick
Great work surviving this period that has been nothing less than a real war, albeit a small one. If you have any grudges to your new allies, forget about them. Those are unproductive, nor would they honor your, our, fallen comrades. Then, without further ado, cheers!" - Garami
"Cheers!"
And with that, the party was started for real. I mean, you have to have one after conquering one, two... six different Dungeons in less than a month. Oh, thinking about it, they were all different types. What a coincidence.
Everyone is partying with the goods I had prepared from Earth. At this rate, I’ll be offered to give the Dungeon a Sweets Shop theme when it reaches Lv.10. Oh, and the undead in the underground floors have also been given sweets. Same with the guards on duty. Rather, we won’t be able to fit everyone on the oasis floor. Huh, when did we become the most crowded division of the organization?
As I looked at the monsters who were having a blast (some even blasted fire in the sky as fireworks), I retired to the... "shack" that had been built in the shadow of a large rock. Really, it’s too luxurious to be called a shack. It’s got a throne made of marble and with pillows (made by me), a refrigerator that works on Ice Crystals, and an automatic fan. I’m a hedonist of a demon~.
But hey, I’m the guy who has to work despite there being a party going on.
There’s the problem of turning the sixth (former temple) Dungeon into something decent, swapping the last floors (except the Underground Lake) of the first Dungeon with the Fallen Church floor-type, finding a way to lure victims into the seventh (volcano) Dungeon...
I give up. Can’t think. I’ve been overworked lately. Especially with the mess regarding the Fire Dragon. The sweets-trap also required me to hurriedly produce Camouflage Cloaks that we used to hide in the water with. I want a vacation...
"Ga~ra~mi~." - Noire
"No gatcha." - Garami