There's a saying that the mountain range is like the continent's spine.
To easily understand this saying, imagine finding a dinosaur fossil underground.
Think of the continent as one dinosaur lying dead with a slightly curved back.
First, where the dinosaur's flesh and at were has lted away, leaving only traces.
That's the land and the boundary between continent and sea.
The head faces right, roughly east.
Then that huge skull could be said to be the great forest in the eastern continent.
The kingdom encompasses the area from that head to the neck at.
The body's delicious rib at area is the Empire.
As at from ribs is traditionally delicious, the Empire's continental territory was particularly fertile.
Isn't that why long ago a man succeeded in declaring himself emperor and took the Empire's na?
While the Empire is indeed the strongest nation, that doesn't an the Empire owns the continent.
Up in the snowfields are the northern barbarians.
In the desert near the tail are terrifying sultans, assassins, and necromancers.
There are countless islands in the southern seas.
Even the Empire's scholars of all things don't know what civilizations might exist in that archipelago.
Having gone around once, let's return to the skull and neck bones.
The spine extending from the skull.
That's the start of the mountain range.
Though its width can't compare to the great forest, its length overwhelms it.
The kingdom's north all belongs to the 'mountain range', and part of that mountain range extends even into the Empire.
In other words, the eastern mountain range and western mountain range can be called completely different regions.
Where Delfram is located was in the eastern mountain range.
"It was once sacred ground of the Oboe civilization."
That was Pelerian's explanation.
The Oboe civilization was said to be an ancient civilization from very long ago.
Apparently the humans then got along well with wyverns.
"There are many of their ruins. Where I built my dungeon was there."
'How did you build in such a treacherous place?'
"Naturally, I used dwarves."
'...Gray Hamr Village?'
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The dwarves of Gray Hamr Village had disappeared.
I hope it wasn't related to Pelerian?
If it was, I don't want to know.
'What kind of dungeon is this? Each dungeon had its own concept, right?'
"Tsk, concept indeed."
Pelerian seed displeased with my expression.
But it was true.
The first dungeon I went to was a laboratory for raising chiras.
The second was a magic stone storage.
The third was an armory.
Except for the first one, there were many things to take.
Would there be such things in this dungeon too?
"There might be... sothing."
For so reason he lacks confidence.
Generally, when Pelerian shows this kind of reaction, it falls into two cases.
Either he doesn't know well himself, or he's hiding sothing fishy.
Or maybe both.
'But, you said when you were about to die you'd co here to die, right? How does that work?'
"What do you an?"
'No, when you die you just die. If you die suddenly, you can't co here. Do you an you'd co here in advance when you knew you were going to die?'
"Both apply. I prepared so I could teleport here when I die."
'Isn't teleport not sothing you can use freely?'
"It's possible with sacrifices and limitations."
Vows and restrictions? Seems like I've heard this sowhere.
Still, deciding your death place in advance, there's sothing romantic about it.
When I said that, Pelerian made an uncharacteristically wistful expression.
"On a blue night, the snake that bit and killed Princess Kabbalah ultimately died with its head pierced. Do you know the sentint of that tragedy..."
'Wow that really... seems like it.'
He seems to be talking about so play but his eyes are too moist so I lost the desire to ask more.
That's when it happened.
The wyvern mom brought lots of dry silvergrass in her mouth.
She spread plenty of fluffy silvergrass on the ground.
It was necessary work for making a new nest.
Unlike birds, wyverns don't have feathers, so young wyvern babies need this.
"Pipipipi"
"Keeee!"
"Chuik!"
As soon as their mother appeared, the babies went close and rubbed their heads against her.
Though it looks cute, it's basically a threat demanding nutritional porridge.
I also quietly approached that side.
Absolutely, absolutely not because I wanted nutritional porridge.
When I crouch nearby, the wyvern mom runs over with a worried expression and force-feeds nutritional porridge.
Then I have to eat nutritional porridge until I'm about to burst.
The wyvern mom worried about more and more.
Probably because my body wasn't growing any bigger.
By now the wyvern baby triplets had grown three tis bigger than .
They were even showing signs of daring to rebel against this youngest brother.
'I'm already fully grown.'
It's frustrating not being able to tell her that.
But fortunately, should I say.
The wyvern mom didn't share nutritional porridge.
Rather, she sternly pushed away the approaching babies.
I wondered what was happening, when suddenly she cried "kuguk" toward the sky.
Then one Black Wyvern from the group flew over as if it had been waiting.
It was one of the wyvern mom's subordinates who had migrated to this Delfram area together a few days ago.
"Kuguk!"
It threw sothing it had been holding in its mouth into the nest.
Then imdiately flew away.
'What's that.'
"It caught a terrible monster."
The wyvern had thrown a still living monster.
The familiar appearance was clearly a Mosquito Rat.
However, it wasn't an ordinary Mosquito Rat.
Five tis bigger, with compound eyes that glowed strangely.
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[Giant Mosquito Rat lv32]
[Traits]
[Blood-sucking], [Stench]
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Since a Mosquito Rat was already baby fist-sized, even at five tis bigger it was about pocket rat size.
But its terribleness far exceeded five tis that of a regular Mosquito Rat.
Without exaggeration, it seems a hundred tis more terrible.
Compound eyes resembling those of dung flies.
A long snout for blood-sucking hangs down like a leech.
It looks around as if unsatisfied with the current situation while gathering its front legs that resemble rat legs.
Just as it was about to escape.
"Tadak, tak."
The wyvern mom clashed her mouth and emitted wyvern fear.
It didn't affect the wyvern babies, and naturally didn't work on with ntal attack immunity.
But the Giant Mosquito Rat, or GiMoRat for short, froze like ice.
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