Dungeon Raiders

This ancient construct was the last one!

Good! Now grab everything around you, quick!

Don't touch anything that looks like it has historical value! Stick to obvious stuff like gold coins!

*Huff, Huff...* M-Marcille, here! A sack of gold coins!

Good. Toss the whole sack in!

Marcille. It's real gold. I checked.

Why is there a bite mark on it— N-never mind. Just throw it in!

A carbon cube in numerologically perfect proportion...

Don't put that in the cart! Just shove it in your pocket!

I pity those who can't appreciate the elegance of mathematics.

Omega is fully charged! Omega can make 65,535 more!

Drop one every five steps. Don't forget!

Without those, we're stuck inside the ruins for sure!

Okay! Leave it to Omega!

The cart's full! Everyone move!

Twenty minutes elapsed. Council members expected to arrive within ten minutes.

Asherah! Why aren't you coming?!

Wait, aren't there any more ancient constructs left?!

If I fight just one more, I think I'll get used to their patterns...!

Ugh, there she goes again! Captain, bring her back!

C-Captain?! Wait—!

*Huff... Huff...*

Is everyone okay? The Voyager Savior Party too?

Yeah... somehow...

Hey, if anyone's dead, raise your hand!

No one? Then everyone's fine.

That was fun. Mm.

Haha... Ha...

That's right! Petra Construction survived! And we'll keep surviving!

Now if we can just recover our losses with what we brought back...

Petra. In front of you. In front...

Huh?

Ah.

The groundbreaking ceremony is about to begin! Why do you look like such a mess, Ms. Petra?!

How do you expect to take a photo with the mayor covered in dirt like tha— Hmm?

Wait. That thing under your feet... isn't that an entrance to the ruins?!

...!

Ah well, you see! Petra was rehearsing earlier and dug into the ground—goodness me!

Turns out something was buried underneath!

So Petra just stuck her head in for a second to check if there really were ruins down there!

You're covered in dirt from head to toe.

Y-yes! Petra got a bit too into checking it!

Nyaha, look! Petra's hair's a mess and her nails are chipped!

So Petra and everyone are going to wash up first. You'll wait for us, right?

One moment. What's that cart behind you?

...!

Th-that's... a cart full of construction materials, you could say...

Oh? Is that so?

Then may I remove the tarp and take a look?

Huh?!

Wait! The tarp's—!

This is...

Gold coins, jewels, and a carbon cube in perfect proportion...

Does Petra Construction normally use things like these as building materials?

...We're doomed.

Nyahaha... Well, you see... W-we were just tidying up the site a little... Moving anything that might get in the way of the ceremony, you know...?

I see. You prepared everything in advance for our arrival.

Then we should handle this promptly in good faith.

Article 4 of the Aganon Special Act on Buried Relics!

As of this moment, this site is designated a restricted construction zone.

Ownership of the surrounding land and all excavated relics are to be temporarily transferred to the city government!

And of course, the cart will be confiscated as well. You, silver-haired woman. Please let go of the cart—

What? Why are you so strong?

Tch. Tanya, let go of the cart.

But there's gold in it. Do I really have to let go?

We don't have a choice. It was a long shot from the start.

...

N-no! I can't let you take that away from us!

Complaining won't help. The law is the law.

B-but if this keeps up, Petra Construction is going to suffer huge losses! We'll go bankrupt!

Petra, I understand how you feel, but try to calm down.

Yeah. Even throwing a fit takes timing. Now's not the moment...!

But we risked our lives fighting ancient constructs to collect all this!

Both the Voyager Savior Party and Petra Construction!

Petra can't sit back and let them confiscate everything like this!

...Even if all Petra can do is cry about it—!!

...Wait. Ancient constructs?

Are you saying you defeated ancient constructs?

Huh? Yes, we did...?

Hmm...

Recently, ancient construct activity has increased significantly, causing trouble for explorers.

So the city government started a special hunting season and posted bounty rewards.

Since the season is still open... you should be eligible for the hunt rewards.

R-rewards?

H-how much?

Roughly... about this much.

...All settled.

We split half of the reward money with the Voyager Savior Party.

After covering material costs, heavy equipment rentals, and one day's wages for the workers...

That leaves us enough to order three fried chickens.

Chicken...

Fried chicken...!

...

Petra. Let's eat fried chicken.

Original or seasoned. Both are good. Mm.

I can eat whatever Petra doesn't.

Marcille can have the pickled radish.

Why's that all I get, you brat?!

...Hey, Petra. Cheer up.

At least we didn't take a loss thanks to the bounty rewards.

Like you said, if we hadn't gone into those ruins, we'd be buried in debt right now.

So it's nothing to look that miserable about. Thanks to you, we pulled this one off.

Whoa! Why'd you slam on the desk all of a sudden?!

...Petra realized something.

Petra invested half a year's operating funds into this contract, right?

But that investment... is the same as the rewards we earned by smashing ancient constructs for thirty minutes!

Uh, well...

Yup! You guessed it!

Petra found our cash cow!

Plus, Petra Construction is already perfectly prepared!

If we use our hammers and excavators on ancient constructs instead of the ground, the bounty payouts will just keep rolling in!

Do you even realize what you're saying right now...?

Mm. Let's go hunt them.

Ancient constructs are easier. No need to hold back.

Don't encourage her!

Marcille! This is no time to make reasonable objections!

They said it's seasonal! Time is limited! And so are the remaining ancient constructs!

Captain! Contact your friends who helped us out earlier!

Ask them if they want to join Petra Hunting Company's first official operation!

Same terms as before! Fifty-fifty! ...No, sixty-forty!

Seriously, please!

Why is it always like this with you?!