After the meeting with Rose, the Bahamut familia returo their new home.

  A small celebration was held to orate their new abode, and they retired to their rooms at a te hour.

  The day promised new adventures as they would be venturing into the 5th floor of the dungeon.

  Draco stayed up a bit ter thahers to handle some necessary paperwork.

  He o do some bookkeeping and review their finances, establish rules for the familia, and solve a few minor problems, one of which was, what to do with their four horses.

  Keeping the horses was a challenge, as there was no oo care for them while the familia was expl the dungeon.

  Their new home also cked the proper facilities to cater to the horses' needs, so they were currently being housed iables of the Nekomata Inn.

  Draco had iated a generous deal with the innkeeper for the use of the stables, but it was not a perma solution.

  The m, Draco rose early, as was his habit.

  He began his day with some light stretches aation, preparing his mind and body for the day ahead.

  After a refreshing bath and a ge of clothes, he ventured out to purchase ingredients for their breakfast and lunch.

  Draco soouro home and donned an apron, ready to begin his ary endeavors.

  Breakfast was a hearty affair, sisting of bread, sausages, egg omelets, steamed vegetables, and sliced fruit.

  For lunch, Draco opted for something quid easy to eat – improvised shawarmas made with the leftrilled meat skewers from the previous day, apanied by cheese, vegetables, and homemade mayonnaise, all ly sealed in tainers.

  As Draco was immersed in his cooking, the st wafted through the air, catg the attention of the still-sleeping Cir.

  Sluggishly, she rose from her bed and made her way to the kit, where she was greeted by Draco's warm voice.

  "M, Cir," Draco called out, causio be bit startled. She was unaced to their new living arra.

  "Ah, m, Draco," Cir replied, her gaze fixed on Draco's apron-cd figure.

  "Hmm, is there something on my face, or do you see something you like?" Draco teased, notig the proloare.

  Cir's face flushed bright red, and she quickly retreated back to her room, diving face-first into her soft bed.

  ‘Aaaaaah, why did I run? Just what am I doing?’ she wondered, sitting up before she began rummaging through her wardrobe to find suitable attire for the day.

  ‘I shouldn't be doing this, but I just couldn't resist the urge’ Draco thought, amused by Cir's rea.

  "Don't fet to wash up and wake Bahamut up. I'll be going to wake the others," Draco called out from the kit.

  Cir responded with a muffled "Got it" as she headed to the bathroom, while Draco put on his cloak aed the house, making his way to the neighb houses where Michalis, Nikoos, Vasileios, Eleni, Dimitra and Vasiliki were staying.

  Draco stood before the door of the first house, searg his pocket for the keys to the door before opening it.

  "Time to wake up, you three!" he called out, his voice ced with a hint of amusement.

  Ihe house, Michalis grumbled and rolled over, burying his fa his pillow.

  "Five more minutes," he mumbled, still half-asleep.

  Nikoos, oher hand, was a light sleeper and immediately stirred at the sound of Draco's voibsp;

  He sat up, rubbing the sleep from his eyes, and called out.

  "We're up, we're up! Give us a moment to get ready." he mumbled.

  Vasileios, the heaviest sleeper of the trio, snored peacefully in his room, oblivious to the otion around him.

  Draco chuckled and decided to take a more direct approabsp;

  He swung each door open and strode into their rooms, g his hands loudly.

  "Rise and shine, you sleepyheads!" he excimed, his voiing through the house.

  Michalis groaned aantly sat up, gring at Draco with bleary eyes.

  "Alright, alright, we're up. o be so loud," he grumbled, running a hand through his disheveled hair.

  “Huh, did you just say something?” Draco asked Michalis, his gaze and tohreatening to smite him.

  “Ah, me. Did I just say something?” Michalis asked, his expression puzzled.

  “Why are you answering my question with a question?” Draco tered.

  “I must have beealking” Michalis replied, not meeting his gaze.

  “I thought so” Drauttered before moving on to Nikoos room.

  Upoering Nikoos room, Draco found him sitting on his bed staring into bnk space.

  “Why are you just sitting in the bed, go wash up” Draco yelled.

  Nikoos startled scrambled to his feet, giving Draco a sheepish smile.

  "Sorry about that, Draii. Sleeping in an actual house just felt so fortable." he said.

  Swish !!

  Draco swung the door to Vasileios room open. Vasileios, startled by the sudden otion, bolted upright, his eyes wide with fusion.

  "Wha- what's going on?" he stammered, his voice still thick with sleep.

  Draco couldn't help but let out a sigh at the sight before him.

  ‘They didn’t need waking up before. Am I spoiling them’ Draco wondered.

  "e on, you three. Breakfast is ready, and we've got a big day ahead of us. Chop-chop, let's get moving!" he said, ushering the trio to hurry up.

  As the three boys stumbled out of bed and into the bathroom, Draade his way to the house, where Eleni, Dimitra, and Vasiliki were staying.

  He repeated the process, this time with a slightly mentle approach, mindful that they were budding girls.

  By the time everyone had gathered in Bahamut's house, the aroma of Draco's cooking had permeated the air, entig their senses and awakening their appetites.

  The familia gathered around the table, eager to start their day with a hearty meal and discuss their pns for the uping jouro the 5th floor of the dungeon.

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  Soon, breakfast was finished and everyone began donning their armor, perf st-minute maintenan their ons, and pag their lunches into their dungeon bags.

  "You all be careful aurn in one piece," Bahamut said, standing at the door to bid them farewell.

  "We will," Draco replied.

  With that, they bid the goddess farewell a out for the dungeon.

  It didn't take the familia long to reach the 4th floor, as they had been there every day for the past week.

  "Remember, from this floor on, monsters aren't our only enemies. People are too," Draco warned o time as they approached the entrao the 5th floor.

  As they crossed the threshold, the ges in the dungeon's structure became apparent.

  The walls took on a light greehe winding corridors widened, some areas that were dark and hard to see. Additionally they could visibly see monster spawning.

  The entrao the 5th floor wasn't the ideal pce to hunt, so Draco quickly led his group to look for an area where there were no other adventurers.

  Reviewing the information that Rose had provided them with, killer ants were red ant-like monsters with fs and two arms.

  Their bodies were covered in a hard carapace, making them difficult for most newbies to damage directly.

  Their oint was their joints, especially between the head and body, another weakness was their soft underbelly, but even that sometimes wasn't enough to take them down pletely, as their bodies remained alive for a little while even without their heads.

  Killer ants had a special skill – when in distress, they could emit pheromohat attracted their panions.

  This was a terrifying ability against newbies, but it was also an opportunity for those prepared.

  Draco saw this as a ce to easily gather moo farm excelia and magic stones, as the ants would be drawn to the distress of other ants, making them easier targets.

  With their skills, equipment, and potions, the group had no fear of being overwhelmed.

  War shadows were not currently a problem, as they rarely spawned oh floor.

  These were dangerous, dark humanoid monsters with long arms and three extremely sharp cws.

  Their thin, long hands and cws added a bit e to their attacks, and inexperienewbies often misjudged the range when entering them.

  Their dark skin also made them difficult to spot in the dark areas oh, 6th, and 7th floors, where these ambushers thrived.

  After walking around for a bit, Draco finally found the ideal location he was looking for.

  It was a detly wide area with good visibility of the surrounding, making it difficult for both monsters and other adveo ambush them.

  There were also some killer ants resting further down the room, on the left side of the walls, near one of the room exits.

  He then made some preparations to maximize the use of the le fighters, Dimitra and Vasiliki.

  "Dimitra, let's begin," Draco said as the group gathered in the middle of the room.

  Closing his eyes, Draco sed the surrounding area once more to ehat no unforesees occurred.

  Without wasting any time, Dimitra knocked her bow and aimed at the ants.

  "Remember, aim for the joiween the head and body," Drainded her.

  "We o take them down quickly, leaving only one alive before the group arrives" he added.

  Dimitra took a deep breath, steadied her aim, ahe arrow fly.

  The sharp projectile found its mark, pierg the vulnerable joint and felling the first ant.

  The sound of the dying ant's chittering alerted its panions, and they began to stir, their antewitg as they detected the disturbance.

  "Get ready!" Draco called out, transf his hands and taking his defensive position.

  The remaining ants, sensing their rade's distress, began to emit a high-pitched shriek, releasing the pheromohat would attract more of their kind.

  Suddenly, the sound of scuttling echoed through the chamber, and the first group of killer ants emerged from the shadows, their beady eyes fixed oruders.

  "Here they e!" Draco shouted, his voice cutting through the deafening chittering.