Hello, I’m just an ordinary Adventurer living at the very bottom layer of Moravia.
You heard that right—the bottom layer.
Our situation is probably only a little better than those beggars without the courage to face danger, hiding in the city and waiting for charity.
Of course, it varies from person to person. Slightly more famous adventurers can take on higher-paying assigned commissions, but that has nothing to do with me.
Moravia is a bustling city, but that kind of “bustle” has nothing to do with us.
Apart from the few hundred damned rich people living in the city center, the nearly ten thousand others can barely scrape together enough food despite working with all their might.
No, some can’t even find work. Most adventurers live a life of starving one day and barely filling their stomachs the next.
The nobles governing this city are hopeless scum, but what can you do?
Leaving here only means going to another man-eating den, no better than the Dungeons teeming with monsters. At least there, you know exactly how the monsters kill and devour you.
Anyway, I don’t have a name worth remembering. Just call me Adventurer A.
Sorry to bore you with my complaints. The important part comes next—I discovered a place where even ordinary adventurers like us can live well.
You might not believe it, but it’s a Dungeon.
Like all Dungeons, it’s filled with traps and monsters, but the difference is the randomly generated “Treasure Chests.”
You heard me right—“Treasure Chests.”
The quality of these chests varies visibly, but even the worst chests contain exceptionally delicious Bread.
I haven’t tasted the Bread the nobles eat, but I believe the Bread I get in the Dungeon isn’t much different from theirs.
Slightly better chests contain various weapons. The most popular are the Iron Sword and Axe. Bow and Arrow are a little less favored, and if you get a Magic Staff, well, you’re just unlucky.
Weapons from the Dungeon are much better than those ordinary blacksmith-made ones on the market.
Although the materials look similar, the former are sturdier, more durable, and don’t rust easily in humid environments. It’s truly amazing.
See this sword in my hand? Look at that shine. Pretty, isn’t it?
If you find weapons other than Magic Staffs in the chests and sell them on the market, earning 80 Silver Coins is no problem.
That’s a much faster way to make money than struggling through commissions.
As for the Magic Staff, you know most magicians are nobles—they wouldn’t dare go to dangerous places.
Combat is out of the question. Probably only during the Magic Academy’s semester start in the Capital would anyone buy such things. Selling them for 20 Silver Coins is already good.
But from what I know, fewer and fewer Magic Staffs have been appearing in the chests recently.
Also, the number of Treasure Chests refreshing in the Dungeon might be increasing. Although more people are adventuring, everyone seems to get some loot one way or another.
My teammates and I enter the Dungeon together. Each expedition takes about three to four days in the Maze.
We usually find five or six Bread chests and two or three weapon chests per trip.
Adding the monster materials collected, one trip to the Dungeon yields about three Gold Coins in income. Even on the worst day, I make over fifty Silver Coins.
That was unimaginable before. You have to know that a lower-class commoner in Moravia might only earn ten Gold Coins a year. After living expenses, almost nothing is left.
Of course, I’m just using this example to show that even ordinary adventurers like us can easily make money here.
There are even better chests in rooms densely packed with monsters.
But ordinary adventurers should only look at those. Without enough preparation and strength, greed will only get you killed.
I can’t even imagine what kind of person could get a chest guarded by ten Minotaurs at once.
“Hey, friend, the food’s here. Stop staring at the waitress’s backside.”
“Oh, thanks for the reminder. Wait, what are you talking about?”
This Dungeon is getting livelier and livelier. I wonder who was smart enough to open a tavern inside the Dungeon.
Too bad they only operate for three short hours at noon. It would be great if I could always eat these dishes whenever I come out of the Dungeon.
I hope they consider extending their hours, but it doesn’t look likely.
The food at this Labyrinth Tavern is excellent. Although there are more expensive dishes, I only ordered two reasonably priced specialties.
One is called Fatty Beef Hotpot, and the other is Emperor Crab Leg.
The first is alright, but I’ve never heard of the second ingredient. No idea where they got it.
Let me tell you about the Fatty Beef Hotpot first.
It’s a new way to eat it.
Slices of marbled meat are briefly swirled in the boiling white broth, then dipped into a uniquely flavored sticky sauce.
Phew, it’s hot! But it smells amazing!
Whoever invented this way of eating is a genius.
Next is the second dish.
It’s much simpler—one big plate of fiber-like white meat strands you just stuff into your mouth. I personally recommend eating it without any seasoning.
The natural freshness of the ingredient alone is enough to make you want to moan in satisfaction.
Adding condiments tends to overpower it, but that way isn’t bad either.
Come to think of it, I don’t know when this tavern appeared inside the Dungeon, but thanks to it, I get to eat such delicious food. Thanks, Dungeon!
Without realizing it, I’ve finished both dishes and still feel unsatisfied. I should order more.
Huh? What’s this? A new item in the corner of the menu, and it’s limited?
But two Gold Coins—that’s a bit extravagant.
Forget it, I’ll treat myself this once.
“Waiter, another Fish and Mushroom Casserole, please.”
There aren’t many lakes or rivers near Moravia, so where do they get this fish from?
“Excuse me, here’s your Fish and Mushroom Casserole. Please… please pay.”
The pink-haired little girl is working hard today, too. That maid outfit is really cute, and of course, she herself is cute as well.
“Thank you for your patronage. Please enjoy.”
Honestly, if it were twin sisters serving, that would be even better. Their cold blue eyes and the collars around their necks would make most people want to bully them, just like me, right?
And two of them! Sister-donburi, or something like that…
Sorry, forget I said that.
The Dungeon is great in every other way, it’s just that there are too few women around here. Usually, it’s all big tough guys. Desire easily builds up.
Sigh, I’ll just earn more money and go back to the city to let off steam.
After all that introduction, I forgot to ask—would you be willing to join my small team?