Is it wrong to try to meet someone in a dungeon?

From beside the frozen Ais, "Ah—ah," the younger Ais peeked out, looking up with half an eye.

Ais was shocked and stunned, and could only stand there frozen.

"……Dream"

Bathed in the morning sunlight streaming through the gaps in the curtains, Ais suddenly opened her eyes.

The dream was so vivid that she broke out in a sweat. She got out of bed and, with faltering steps, walked out of the room to take a shower. Helpless, alone, and filled with sorrow.

About ten days later, the dream that Ais had became a reality.

Reasons to be obsessed with the bonus features of Side Story Sword Oratoria 2

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Translation Meow Pa Tear

That was six years ago. When Ais was a head shorter than him, Burt Roca joined the Loki Familia. It's unclear why he joined, but this young Werewolf, already a power-hungry individual, looked down on Ais at the time.

"Ha, can such a brat really be used? That doll should probably go back to its den before it gets injured on its face."

"..."

"There's nothing harder to deal with than this useless woman and her brat."

Her amber eyes, looking down from her high vantage point, always seemed to betray a bad mood. She twisted the blue tattoo on her forehead, brazenly mocking Ais in front of Finn and Riveria. Her constant refrain was, "Go ahead and cry, get out of here," a tone that was almost always the same.

Of course, Ais wasn't in a good mood either. Only Finn and the others knew that she was swelling up, looking up at the young man's face with slightly pointed eyes. It was said that her first impression was that he was a bad person.

"Hey kid. Keep trembling in the back so you don't get in the way."

Moreover, this is Bert's first dungeon exploration.

Arriving effortlessly at the 'lower level,' and encountering a group of monsters, Bert told her in his usual tone—an instruction that could be interpreted as, 'I'll handle the fast ones, you stay in the back.' However—Ais, with her eyebrows raised, ignored his command.

In a flash, she passed directly to Bert's side, drew her sword, and charged towards the horde of massive monsters, the "Torol Giants." Despite her small stature, she slashed like sewing off an enemy's thigh, sending them crashing to the ground before striking their necks or chests with a single blow. She appeared in the blink of an eye before the monsters were completely wiped out.

"Varied……"

Without a drop of blood on her, Bert stared in astonishment at the figure of Saber, the golden-eyed and blonde-haired "Sword Princess," wielding her sword.

"—Well, that's the feeling. Bert fell for Aistan in an instant."

"Forehead--!?"

"Where are we now!?"

"Miss Ais, you only killed the Troll?"

In the family's conversation room, Loki recounted the past of Ais and Bert, while Tiona, Tione, and Lefia expressed their astonishment and confusion.

Ais and Bert, who were engrossed in playing a card game, looked at the noisy girls and asked, "Hmm?" "Huh?" He tilted his head.

Note: Troll is an ugly monster in Scandinavian mythology that lives in caves or mountains and steals children; it can also refer to a giant, a mountain spirit, or a friendly but mischievous dwarf. Interestingly, in the Chinese internet slang, "troll" can also mean to fish, troll, incite conflict, or spam.

Side Story: Sword Oratoria 2 - Bonus: Strategist, Mage, Pure Romance

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Translation Meow Pa Tear

"[Volley of Fire Javelin]!!"

"Next!"

Under the watchful eyes of her sisters Ais, Tiona, and others, the 'magic' was activated one after another. What was taking place now was magic training, and under Riveria's guidance, Lefia chanted repeatedly.

The location is the 5th floor of the dungeon. It's a natural choice for testing and training offensive magic. To avoid causing unnecessary damage to Orarios on the ground, mages typically venture into the depths of deserted dungeons to test their spells—this is standard practice.

Without exception, Lefia also conducted faction training in the vast 'rooms' located at the western end of the tier.

"ah……!"

"Lefia"

Lefia, who was kneeling on the ground due to overuse of magic, was being supported by Ais.

"Please don't come any closer, Miss Ais!"

"!"

"I must push myself even harder...!"

Despite stubbornly refusing to lend a helping hand, Lefia stood up on her own and resumed training.

Riveria said that the number of times magic is used—which can rapidly increase mental strength, just like physical strength—harms both mind and body to train oneself. Her teachings, which also increase casting speed, are harsh and Spartan; she swayed and looked like she was about to collapse. But she didn't whine, she didn't yield, and continued to cruelly drive her body forward.

In order to catch up with Ais and the others, she also desperately aimed for higher places.

"—【Advanced Sword of Victory】!!"

Under Ais's worried gaze, Rivia unleashed a massive fire spell from the Summon Burst summoning magic. As countless pillars of crimson flames erupted, Rivia finally collapsed to the ground.

"Mental fatigue, Mind Down... Ais, move her to the treatment facility at Babel!"

"Um"

Just as Riveria said, Ais ran over and carried Lefia's slender body on her back.

"...She seems very happy."

"Is Lefia working so hard because she wants to be transported by Ais?"

"The desire to become stronger is the real thing, isn't it... well, you could say half of it."

Tiony, Tiona, and Riveria spoke, while the unconscious Lefia's face appeared blissfully on Ais's back. Like killing two birds with one stone, this girl, who trained her body while rewarding herself, was truly a strategist.

Side Story: Sword Oratoria 2 - Bonus: The Girl Who Never Falls in Love

The online translation is from Baidu Tieba

Translation Meow Pa Tear

"Captain, please wait a moment~"

Tiona's gaze followed that of her older sister, Tione, whose voice was as sweet as a field of blooming flowers. Tione, who had probably made some sweets and was carrying a wicker basket, had escaped onto Finn when she suddenly noticed Tiona's gaze.

"What? You've been staring at it the whole time."

"Hmm...you're actually that fascinated~"

She grew to admire Finn and began to observe Tione, who had become so different from before. "And she could immerse herself in it tirelessly," Tione said admiringly.

"Hmph, the power of love is great. Don't you have one or two males you care about? Weren't women before the Amazon warriors?"

Amazon warriors who only give birth to girls will choose males of other races as their preferred partners or as tools for procreation. Even without special feelings, most Amazon warriors will lick their lips at the sight of a strong man. It is rare to find someone like Tiona who is completely uninterested in the opposite sex.

Tiony, whose fighting ability had increased by 20%, no, by 50%, proudly spoke of the beauty of love in front of Finn, while Tiona linked arms with her, saying, "Even so—".

The men she cares about, the women around her... Unlike Finn, Bert absolutely dislikes them, Grace is too old-fashioned, and Raul feels nothing at all. Ultimately, what kind of men does one truly like?

Hmm~ Tione waved to the frustrated Tiona with a surprised look and said, "I understand."

"I will ask you a few questions. Please answer them. Don't think, just answer based on your intuition."

"knew!"

Then Thione kept asking questions.

"What race suddenly comes to mind?" "Hmm~ Human!"

"What's your preferred age?" "My age...who's younger!"

"What's your gender?" "Male!...What kind of question is that!?"

Ignoring Tiona's voice, Tione concluded, "Your preference is for humans, men younger than your age!" This was a very brief answer. Although she found it a little hard to accept, Tiona looked up at the ceiling and thought, "Oh, I see."

However, the ideal image of the opposite sex still hasn't emerged.

"...Well, never mind. I'm not interested in men."

She chuckled as she finally came to her conclusion amidst her sister's complaints.

In the not-too-distant future, Tiona will become a supporter fan of a young adventurer.

Side Story: Sword Oratoria 3 - Prologue - Ominous Sign

Taiwanese version, reposted from Baidu: Is it wrong to hope for encounters in a dungeon?

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Countless shouts suddenly erupted.

The men's rough roars mingled together, followed by the women's piercing screams. The clatter of sabatons and boots created a chaotic tapestry of footsteps, and behind this cacophony came layers upon layers of monstrous roars that relentlessly pursued them.

This is a labyrinth, as if one has stumbled into the interior of a gigantic tree. Moss, intermittently clinging to the walls and ceiling, emits blue or green light, illuminating the interior like a dreamlike secret realm. In this vast, crisscrossing underground city of the great tree, a large group of adventurers rush through the passageways with hurried steps that clash with the beautiful scenery.

The high-quality, well-worn equipment—weapons and armor—beared the mark of advanced adventurers. As if depicting their valor and skill in battle, the weapons, stained with monster blood, remained sharp and undiminished in their brilliance. The armor they wore was the same.

These experts, who are admired and worshipped by many novice adventurers in the city, are now in a hurry to escape.

The enemy that forced them to turn and run away was a vast army of monsters, so numerous that one wanted to cover their eyes.

"Where did all these monsters come from!?"

"Stop talking nonsense and just run!!"

The monster parade nearly flooded the entire passageway.

Several squads from different [Families] were simultaneously affected and forced to retreat, risking their lives together. Although the sounds of clashing metal and shooting arrows occasionally rang out, they were drowned out by the overwhelming force of the monster army. The few who fought desperately against the monsters, trying to turn the tide, also turned and fled one after another.

New adventurer parties appearing along the route were also caught in the crossfire, and the number of screams rose sharply.

"Which idiot brought these monsters here!?"

Deadly hornets, lizardmen, sword stags, dark fungus. Looking back at the scene of all sorts of monsters relentlessly pursuing them across the entire floor, one adventurer cursed, thinking it might be a "monster pass-parade"—someone had dumped the monster mess on them. The sheer number of enemies was simply too much for a natural occurrence.

The alien horde swept in like a raging torrent.

"This floor's been acting really weird lately...!? We've been encountering monsters way too many times!"

This is the 24th floor of the underground city, which belongs to the deep area within the "middle layer".

Even the small teams of adventurers who were used to venturing into this floor couldn't help but let out a wail, but just then, a new group of monsters appeared in the surrounding side paths, joining the world's most brutal parade. Ferocious roars gnawed at the adventurers' ears, and in the blink of an eye, screams all overlapped.

My comrade has been killed! Someone save me! Damn it!

Turning their backs to the screams of their companions, swallowed by the horde of monsters and torn apart by their fangs and claws, the adventurers took off running. To escape the ever-approaching monster army, everyone disregarded everything else, simply kicking their legs incessantly.

"What on earth is going on!?"

The adventurers shouted as they rushed toward the stairs leading to the upper level.

"—A large number of monsters have appeared on the 24th floor! Think of a solution quickly!!"

bump!

He slammed his clenched fist on the counter.

In the northwestern part of the city, shrouded in a hazy moonlit night, a human adventurer revealed a menacing face at the guild headquarters service window after the crowds had dispersed.

The angry roar that echoed through the lobby late at night startled Missia Flott, the waitress facing him, causing her to jump heavily on the shoulder.

"Ordinary high-level adventurers can't solve this problem! The disaster is escalating!!"

"I'm so sorry! We'll have someone handle it immediately."

The other party's aggressive attitude left Missia unable to cope.

It was already late at night, and only she, on night shift, remained in the spacious lobby; all the other staff had gone home. Misia, who had unfortunately drawn the worst possible lot, looked like she might burst into tears at any moment, as she listened to the adventurer's lament.

Wearing a guild uniform, her petite frame, weighing only 150C (Selchi), kept bowing and apologizing.

"Several adventurers have already been killed, including our companions! Stop giving me adventurer quests, they're too slow. Issue a mandatory mission and send out an expedition team immediately!!"

"W-What!?"

The adventurer, who practically roared his demand, slammed the parchment with detailed instructions on the counter and turned to leave. Watching his retreating figure, Missia slumped weakly against the counter, uttering a soft "Ugh~".

Unable to move for a while, she took the parchment from the other party's application and went around to the office behind the window.

Missia asked another waitress on duty to switch shifts with her and went to her desk. After placing the parchment on the desk, she temporarily left to prepare drinks.

"That's really tragic."