Inside the rebuilt Golden Sunwood Tavern.
"I'm telling you!
"That Big Black Mushroom man back then—just like this, one punch! One punch!
"It smashed a hole in the ground this—big!
"It knocked all of us flat."
To help the others understand, the green-clad adventurer speaking even spread his arms wide with all his might, trying to show the width of that huge pit.
But clearly not everyone was buying it. A stubbly adventurer gave a scornful laugh and challenged him.
"A big black mushroom, fine. There are indeed a whole bunch of weird Walking Mushrooms down there now, so it's not impossible one really exists.
"But you said the Sixth Floor?
"Who doesn't know Walking Mushrooms only go as far as the Fifth Floor?
"Not to mention the power you described obviously goes beyond the scope of Sixth Floor monsters.
"I'm afraid even monsters from the Tenth Floor would have a hard time making the kind of commotion you're talking about.
"Keep your bragging within reason, will you?
"Go too far and people will see through it the moment they hear it."
The green-clad adventurer's face flushed red from being snapped at. He planted one foot on the table and said urgently, "Everything I said is true! You can ask my teammates!
"If you run to the Sixth Floor now, you can still see that pit!
"Do you dare make a bet with me..."
Dylan dug at his ear, feeling that the Big Black Mushroom being described at the next table sounded a little familiar.
It couldn't be the one he was thinking of, could it?
Forget it. Why bother with all that?
He smacked his lips and drank the mellow, fine wine in his hand. He had no idea how many times better it tasted than that swill at