Man of Dungeon

There are some strong people in the world who are just not on the table yet...

Mr. Jisan... or...

Hisa-san...

... Hard to call...!

There was no way Gisan could have considered it when naming someone else, who was not comfortable putting herself in someone else's shoes when it was difficult to call her two overlapping.

I think Tsukiha is alone on her way home.

I don't think it means he's stronger than me or ”Mitay & Mizka” on the boulder.

Tsukiha recalls the names of the strongest class players he himself knows.

"Nah, a little more, I don't know if I should train."

Tsukiha meets a strong player and decides to gain a little more experience today due to the simple thought that he needs to be stronger......

In front of the main road from the eastern area to the western area is level 40, Black Sirokuma, a strong monster about the lower Duke of Demons.

Well, solo this guy...

Tsukiha enters Black Sirokuma's room.

... and there were those who watched it.

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"Phew..."

I was a little tough, but I need to take this guy down solid with a solo.

With that in mind, I leave the battle room.

"Huh...!?

The boulder braves also get tired of the sight in front of them.

"Much less garlic!"

"Brave man, here he comes. Ooh."

"Huh...!?

There, more than a dozen armed men and women were ambushing the return of the brave.

"What are you..."

"What, did I tell you? Remember that! What... what? Have you forgotten? Could it be a brain muscle?

The man who said that did feel like he was among the men who raided Jisan earlier.

Muscular, with a flashy bandana wrapped around his head.

"Huh..."

"Sa, this is the beginning of a hidden quest. You like that, don't you? Brave man."

Bandana says with a crooked mouth.