"Then how about trying that building?"
Seeing that Lan Qingyou still seemed to be choosing,
Esmeralda pointed in a certain direction.
Lan Qingyou turned to look.
She found a building that was much shorter than the other domed structures.
It was probably only four or five stories tall.
Although its floor area was not very large,
outside it lay a large garden composed of several smaller gardens with different themes.
The garden alone occupied three or four times the area of the building.
There were even quite a few magical streetlamps.
Luxurious.
In a Dungeon where every inch of land was worth a fortune,
to have such a large garden,
some important figure probably did live there.
But...
"What is your basis for that?"
It was better to ask.
"Nothing. I just think that building is the shortest."
"Did you notice? All the other buildings are at least ten stories tall."
"Only that building isn't."
"Being so distinctive is a privilege only those with special status can have, no matter how you look at it."
"And with such a huge garden, it was obviously built by someone who liked putting on airs."
Esmeralda gave what she considered the most reasonable explanation.
Or rather, her words themselves carried a certain bias.
But Lan Qingyou did not care.
Or rather, she was not interested.
She had been the one to ask in the first place.
Since Esmeralda had given her an answer and an explanation,
there was only one thing for her to do.
"Fine. We'll start here. If we're wrong, we can look somewhere else."
Right now,
where the Patriarch of the Sallek Family was no longer mattered.
What mattered was causing a disturbance,
letting the Demons who enjoyed their "peace that belonged only to them" in this Dungeon know that