Could Riveria really question Roland after he had crushed magic with his bare hand without suffering a scratch?
She could only nod silently, her face stiff, acknowledging his point.
It was absurd. Finn, her familiar companion who was likewise level 6, had plenty of ways to take such low-level magic without injury, but that was entirely different from grabbing it with his bare hand.
Ais's eyes lit up as she silently watched, but to prevent her from saying anything else out of line, Riveria took over the conversation.
"With your abilities, the twelfth floor shouldn't pose any difficulty. Aren't you going any farther down?"
"It's my first day in the Dungeon. I should get a feel for things first..." Naturally, Roland could not explain his experiments in response to Riveria's question, so he brushed it aside.
"Besides, didn't I run into an anomaly? Normal Hellhounds shouldn't appear in those numbers or be that strong. Even an ordinary level 5 might slip up in that situation."
"Indeed. I didn't expect the changes in the Dungeon to happen so quickly. Have they already reached the thirteenth floor? It shouldn't be this fast. The pace feels abnormal..."
Riveria pondered for a moment, her brow furrowing, but her words quickly piqued Roland's interest.
"Changes in the Dungeon?"
"Although the Guild told us not to spread the word, there's no need to keep it secret from someone as strong as you."
Seeing Roland's interest, Riveria had no intention of keeping him in suspense.
"Since our last expedition, we've noticed some abnormalities. Monsters from the deep floors have begun moving upward of their own accord. These aren't isolated cases, either. Entire floors of monsters are moving upstream."
Monsters reaching floors where they did not belong was rare, but it did happen. Though monsters were not particularly