Well, after seeing all the strangeness of the dungeon, Ivan thinks he probably won't be "surprised" anymore, because he's numb enough now that he won't waver even if a pig-headed Sailor Moon appears in front of him (the strange trope seems to have increased).

"Ah, praise to the goddess, finally out."

The dwarven ruins of the third and eighth floors of the dungeon were an absolute nightmare for Ivan, and the strange mechanisms and deadly machines made him miserable.

"It's really strange, how did the dwarves have such good skills before? That's not the case in the era of goblin steam, right? Why is there only iron striking left now? ”

"Technically, that's probably not dwarven technology. None of the historical texts of the Kingdom of Ambition nor Ironforge mention this. Hill replied.

"You know a lot......"

Ivan said depressedly, he found that he was more like a person who slept in class than a girl.

Hill skimmed Ivan and continued, "It is true that the Ambitious Clan is the most frequent use of dwarven metal blocks at the moment, but this is not representative of the previous situation on the continent, especially when much of the history of the First and Second Ages cannot be studied. ”

"Cheng Chengcheng, let's not think about the problems that these historians can't solve for the time being."

Hill glanced at him again with disdain.

However, Ivan has long been used to it, since seven or eight years ago.

The current location of the two of them is the ninth floor, which is also the last floor of this small dungeon, which is somewhat too "plain" compared to the first eight floors.

However, it is worth mentioning that this floor is surprisingly large, at least it has to be as large as the area of the previous floors put together.

If you want to say why you know this, it is naturally because they have been walking in it for an unknown amount of time.

"It's really one layer at a time." Although Ivan was not surprised by the "characteristics" of the dungeon, he couldn't help but complain in the end.

Although it is a city in front of you, it is also a city buried in yellow sand.

Yes, the ninth layer is a desert.

"It's a good thing the teleportation location is near this city, otherwise it would have been a few days of walking."

"It would be better if your distance calculations could be a little more reliable."

Hill blushed rarely, and looked embarrassed.

No longer teasing the girl beside him, Ivan began to carefully examine the desert city in front of him.

"It looks like the style of the building is more similar to the first floor, maybe it was designed by the same person." He touched his chin and continued to add, "The desert is surprising, isn't the dungeon a separate area?" How do you think this kind of environment shouldn't be acquired......"

Could it be artificial?

Ivan shuddered suddenly, artificially burying a city, how much strength does it take to do such a thing?

What's even more terrifying is the inhabitants here? Do you have to leave here, or are you buried under the sand along with this old building?

The truth of history is not something that Ivan can explore, and he thinks that he is thinking too much.

In short, it is imperative to get to the location set by the college as soon as possible.

After settling down, the two walked into the city, although the architectural style is roughly similar to that of the first floor, but the details have changed a lot.

At least the size of the houses here is up to the standards of a normal person.

"There's the last wand buried in the Academy, let's look for it."

The seemingly casual tone was actually something that Hill had been brewing for a long time, in other words, the little girl wanted to change Ivan's wand.

Entering the last layer, I'm afraid that most people don't like to wander around in such a weird place, and the end is in sight, if something happens, it will be a bit more than worth the loss.

Hill and Ivan's plan was to get to the designated location quickly.

Now, of course, this is a thing of the past.

The new plan is to find the wand first.

However, the plan seems simple, and neither of them has the slightest idea where to start.

The Academy's ability to hide treasures has also been tested for a long time, after all, I don't know how many magicians have been sent away.

The location of the treasure is not necessarily the most dangerous, but it is certainly the most hidden, and there is even a "glorious" record in the past few years of the academy that has not been found.

As a result, the two could only search around aimlessly.

A huge explosion suddenly came from one side, leaving Ivan and Ciel, who were concentrating on treasure hunting, stunned.

It is clear that someone has a conflict here.

"Looks like it's probably a student of our academy."

"Would you like to go over and have a look?"

"Hmm......" Ivan pondered for a moment, and then said: "Anyway, I can't find a clue for the time being, so it's better to go and see the situation, after all, this is also a point." ”

“…… I said, you, there should be a limit to your arrogance. Hill looked helpless.

"Hey, hey, it's good to be confident."

Neither of them is an ordinary mage, and even without stealth and lightness, the skills of hiding are good enough.

With the cover of the wind and sand, Ivan and Ciel didn't take much time to reach their target location.

It's just that what the two of them didn't expect was that both sides were still acquaintances!

Little Peter Fresa stood with two other students who appeared to be richly dressed and also from aristocratic families, and their opposite was Abel .

Able still looked like he couldn't wake up, but his expression looked more annoying, and people couldn't help but feel that he didn't treat the three people opposite him as equal opponents at all.

That's just Ivan and Ciel's opinion.

In the eyes of little Peter Freissa and the other two, they probably wondered if the guy in front of him who was about to fall asleep did not take them seriously.

"I bet, this guy definitely did it on purpose, and it's really unfortunate to see his arrogant face." Ivan had a lot of momentum that he wanted to go out and teach Abel a lesson.

"Don't make a fuss, you can't beat people." Hill said with disgust.

“……”

Small Theatre:

Ivan: "It's finally the protagonist's turn!" ”

Able: "Well, that's a good point! ”

Ivan: "Ahhhhhh ”

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