She Becomes The Hero In Another World 114 She Enters The Dungeon

"You!" A m.u.f.fled cry of frustration followed Robin out of the tent, as her eyes twinkled in mischief. She would probably have to placate Chelsea with a meal later. But for now, Robin eagerly looked forward to exploring the dungeon.

After all, this was a dungeon! The rumored dungeon one can explore in isekai novels, where with danger comes opportunity was right in front of her! Even though she knew it was dangerous, Robin couldn't contain her rising enthusiasm, as she hummed a tune to herself.

'Ah, wait. I'm getting way too excited about this, aren't I?' She thought to herself as she tried to calm herself down.

'It's probably just the residual adrenaline from the battle.' She told herself as she took a deep breath, and slowly let it out. 'Calm down! It's not going to run off on me.'

While there was some effect in restoring her calm, Robin still felt like she might suddenly break out into a grin if she wasn't paying attention. She sat down on a nearby rock, visibly calm, if it weren't for the fact that her right heel was tapping the ground like a woodp.e.c.k.e.r.

Finally, Chelsea came out of the tent with a scowl on her face.

"Oh? It seems Robin is really looking forward to this dungeon exploration." Sir Raymond noted as he witnessed a rare moment of Robin forgetting herself as her expressions showed on her face.

"Oh? Isn't it just a dungeon?" Sir Gray asked, confused. "As I recall, there's one near the Capitol as well."

"And? Do you think Robin would have the time to enter the Capitol's dungeon?" Sir Raymond pointed out. "He hadn't even been there two weeks before he left."

"So, what you're saying is, this will be his first dungeon run?" Sir Gray asked, surprised. "No wonder he's excited like a school boy before playtime."

Chelsea listened quietly to the two knight's conversation, as she observed Robin. Indeed, it seemed that Robin was unusually fidgety today. It was like how she had felt when leaving Port Oracle for the first time.

Witnessing Robin's excitement, Chelsea only sighed. It seemed she couldn't really stay mad at Robin. But, that didn't mean she wouldn't extort a meal from her later on, heheh.

But, Chelsea had no idea about the things that she would encounter within the dungeon. But, then again, neither did Robin. In that respect, only the knights had an inkling of what was in store for them.

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After gathering the torches and the whistle from the guards, Robin's company stepped into the dungeon.

"This is just like a regular cave! How is this a dungeon?" Chelsea asked, sulkily. "Aren't all dungeons built upon ancient ruins?"

"But, doesn't the fact that it's cave-like make it seem more like a dungeon?" Robin said with an unstoppable smile on her face. "Besides, we are only more likely to find the ancient ruins if we go farther in?" Robin asked.

"You are surprisingly astute about such things, huh?" Sir Daniel noted. "Indeed, most dungeons only have signs of ancient ruins in the lower levels. That is why historians will often hire the aid of strong adventurers to help them reach the point where they can study the ancient ruins."

"Ho?" Robin mused. 'If the skysc.r.a.pers on earth were to become ancient ruins, then the most common signs would be building logos, bathroom signs, and emergency evacuation notices. We hardly leave things like ancient writings on our walls, after all.' Then Robin laughed as she imagined someone trying to decipher the restroom symbols as an ancient language.

"What's so funny?" Chelsea asked. "Perhaps...are you laughing at me!?"

"Ah, it's nothing!" Robin shook her hands. "I just had a funny image pop into my head. I a.s.sure you, it has nothing to do with you."

"Hmph! It's a good thing that you are speaking the truth. If you weren't, then I would have to punish you!" Chelsea huffed.

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Back in town, since the people hadn't yet heard the news of the stampede being successfully repelled, Christian, Jasmine, and Keith found themselves facing the pig-faced beaurocrat that they had made an appointment with the day before.

"...And for that reason, we would like to have a look at the maps residing in the castle library." Christian replied.

The Pig Beaurocrat considered things as he stroked his bearded chin. He squinted his eyes, which were already quite small and beady.

"It isn't impossible...But..." The pig-ocrat glanced pointedly at Jasmine. "Only one among your party would currently be allowed to enter the castle, currently."

"What do you mean, Sir Diplomat?" Christian's face grew stern.

If this pig was going to try and take advantage of Jasmine....then negotiations might break down very quickly. After all, Jasmine was the kingdom's greatest wizard. She was not someone that would allow such a thing. It was more likely that she would beat the man's brains out.

"Not meaning any disrespect, of course." The Pig-lomat replied, delicately. "It's just that one of our past kings once caught a servant boy with his queen. Since then, all men aside from the current royal family are banished from within the castle. even the soldiers barracks have been moved outside the castle gates. Since then, everything within the castle, from guarding to cleaning, has been done by women."

"Is that so?" Christian asked. "How convenient." All the time, he was internally sweating. 'This is not good! She's gonna blow her top!' Christian glanced over at Jasmine, whose smiling face seemed like the buddha's mask on an asura.

"How interesting..." was all that she said, in a bemused voice. Her gloved hands poised delicately under her chin, as she leaned forward a bit.

'Oh no...her rage is approaching dangerous levels!' Christian silently said a prayer for the soon to be dead porcine aristocrat. But, strangely enough, Jasmine did not explode this time.

"And, if I should apply to enter the castle, then?" She asked.

"By all means, you would definitely be allowed pa.s.sage." The pudgy man nodded, handing her a plaque with an elaborate seal pressed upon it. "Just show this plaque to the guards at the gates."

Jasmine glanced at the plaque. It seemed rather obvious that this might very well be a trap. Then she noticed something about the seal. She smiled as she accepted the plaque from the diplomat's pudgy hands.

"Thank you very much for your help." She smiled brilliantly.

Christian could only offer up a prayer for the foolish stuck up pigs that decided to invite a wolf into their home of brick.

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"Ugh! Not another one!" Chelsea frowned, as the webs before then gathered themselves together quickly, rolling in upon themselves until out popped a colorless, clear slime.

"When are we going to run into any of those cave boars!?" Chelsea groaned, as she used her water magic to extract the water content from the slime, instantly turning it into nothing more than a pile of dust.

"Hmm? Isn't it obvious? they were terrified by Sir Drago. I have no doubt that we won't run into one until we reach the lower levels." Robin pointed out. A frightened person would never hide behind an open door. Instead, they would run as far as they could from the terrifying person.

Chelsea sighed. "But, we've been all over the third level, and there's no sign of a way down !"

"Hush. We're probably just missing something." Robin replied. "There's no way a cave boar as big as Old Boulder can just up and vanish into thin air! There's gotta be a way down from here: a large way down. Let's look again."

They once more looked around the cleared out third floor.

It's no use!" Chelsea sighed. "The only thing we found was this piece of wall made from ancient stone bricks. But, It's completely solid. There's no chance of it being the stairway entrance."

"Hmmn..." Robin wasn't giving up just yet. She stared thoughtfully at the stone wall, walking back and forth in front of it.

"There's got to be a way down. The only way that we can't find it is if it's got a hidden entrance, or...it was blocked off by something..." Robin looked around.

Oddly enough, her eyes were drawn to a nearby wall. While the walls were all naturally damp due to the aid of the prior rainstorm seeping down through the ground, not all the walls were as dark as this one. As opposed to a somewhat s.h.i.+ny dark grey green, this wall was somewhat closer to the color of obsidian.

Robin's eyes followed the dark color up the wall to the ceiling, where they paused.

"Um...I think I found the reason why we can't find the entrance, people." Robin suddenly said. Everyone looked up, following Robin's eyes to stare at the ceiling.

"No way!"

"Is that even possible!?"