As Ryan headed toward the S-Rank dungeon along with Beatrice.
He began to think that since he arrived in this world, he hadn't had what he could consider time to relax.
He had been going from one place to another, whether it was on missions.
Or lost on another continent.
Or else... on the run.
But now, on top of that, there were things he had to decide.
'Ruling the elves, huh... and does that include the beastmen? Now that I think about it... even though they were mentioned, I still haven't seen any of them. What will they look like?'
"Ryan!" Beatrice called out; the dungeon rift was already beginning to come into view.
The wyvern accelerated and entered it.
When it landed, it flapped its wings and crouched down on the ground.
Ryan and Beatrice climbed down from it.
"How gross. The mana in this dungeon is giving me a headache..." Beatrice said with a strange grimace.
"Hmm... could it be because you've never been in an S-Rank dungeon before?"
