Is It Wrong to Try to Pick Up Girls in a Dungeon?, Vol. 2 by Fujino Omori Page B

answer would have to be “One.” More than half of all adventurers worked on the top twelve floors.
    Half of the remaining adventurers were at level two, with the remainder a mix of those who had become even more powerful.
    The line between Level One and Level Two separated the lower-class adventurers from the upper class, and there was a significant difference. This was because they entered the “Third Tier” class of adventurers from Level Two. Since Level One was average, going beyond that point required a good amount of talent and skill.
    Since adventurers’ statuses were considered personal information, they were well protected. Figuring out an average status was very difficult. However, most adventurers who hadn’t yet leveled up to Two spent the bulk of their time on levels seven to ten of the Dungeon.
    To put it another way, the average adventurer’s status grades were somewhere between
G
and
C
. That was the line that beginners had to cross to become experts.
    Bell was already standing shoulder to shoulder with these “advanced beginners” after only a few weeks of working as an adventurer. It was understandable that Lilly would have some trouble believing what she had witnessed that day.
    “Also, Mr. Bell has a good weapon to go along with his strong status.”
    The tone of Lilly’s voice made a sudden but subtle change.
    Bell didn’t notice, and shyly laughed at her words.
    “Yeah, you’ve got that right. I’ve been relying on this knife a bit too much. At this rate, I won’t get much stronger, will I?”
    “No, no, it’s a weapon’s dream to be wielded by a worthy master. The point is, Mr. Bell’s strength is wielding that weapon without wasting movement. Today is proof of your strength.”
    “Do…do you really think so?”
    Bell had his back to Lilly, keeping a sharp lookout for monsters. His hand reached around and stroked the knife.
    Black from end to end, it was a very rare knife indeed.
    Bell’s fingers ran along the Ἥφαιστος insignia on the sheath of the weapon.
    Lilly’s eyes went wide and flashed a fiery blaze.
    “Lilly doesn’t know much about weapons, but Lilly knows that knife is special. How in the world did you get it? Lilly doesn’t mean to be rude, but Mr. Bell is still a newbie, and newbies don’t have much money…”
    “The goddess…the goddess of my
Familia
gave it to me. Apparently she went through a lot asking one of her goddess friends for it. I think she tried a bit too hard.”
    “What a…nice goddess you have.”
    “Yes. She’s very important to me.”
    Bell didn’t notice the hidden twinge of jealousy or the shaking in Lilly’s voice.
    Lilly finished off the last needle rabbit a bit more roughly than necessary before standing up and sneaking up behind Bell’s back.
    “Mr. Bell?”
    “Oh, you finished?”
    Lilly flashed another big grin as Bell turned to face her.
    “Since we’re here, we might as well get the magic stone from the killer ant in the wall.”
    “I agree. But how?”
    “If Mr. Bell cuts open the thin part of its chest, that will be enough. The magic stone is in there, anyway. Lilly will take it from there.”
    “I gotcha. So…”
    “Here, Mr. Bell.”
    “Eh…Ah, okay.”
    Bell took the knife that Lilly handed to him. He was about to drawthe Hestia Knife, but Lilly’s knife would work. Bell walked over to the killer ant, the lower half of its body still inside the wall. Grabbing the thick skin on the monster’s upper body, he lined up Lilly’s knife with the thin area between the killer ant’s upper and lower body.
    Hmm…This knife is really hard to use…
    Bell stood on his tiptoes as he fought with the shell-like skin, struggling to cut it open.
    He was completely focused on cutting the ant open, never once looking behind him.
    With his arms up and in front of him, his sides and back were completely open and defenseless.
    “Huh?”
    Something didn’t feel right. A shock ran through his brain.
    His head flipped