﻿\setgamedatatitle("Free Base 4_2")

\text("Agri")
Ugh, why the hell did the Kiros people build a mine in a
place this damn cold!

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\text
Agri, as usual, had come with his upper body bare, and was
shivering with a face like he was about to die.
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The rest of the sortie team looked at Agri in exasperation.

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\text("Risbell")
I did warn you that this area of Kiros is especially cold...

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\text("El")
Even when I asked if you'd be okay...
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\text("El")
You said, 'A real man doesn't change clothes just because
it's hot or cold,' but... Agri-san, that's not cool at all.

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\text
Risbell sighed as she spoke, and El nodded in agreement.

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\text("Margaretta")
You know, I've thought this for a while... Are you maybe a
masochist?
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\text
Saying that, Margaretta brought the metal part of her armor
close to Agri's body.
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Noticing Margaretta's fingers approaching his body, Agri
hurriedly dodged away.
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\text("Agri")
Whoa! Watch it! What the hell are you trying to do?!
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\text("Margaretta")
Oh, I just wanted to check if you were a masochist or not.

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\text("Agri")
You don't need to check, that's obvious!
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Agri was indignant at Margaretta's words.
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Seeing Agri like that, Margaretta grinned and nodded.

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\text("Margaretta")
I see, that does make sense.
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\text("Agri")
As long as you get it, that's fine.
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\text
With Margaretta's suspicious gaze gone, Agri breathed a sigh
of relief.
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\text("Margaretta")
Hmm, so a masochist and gay... Quite the kink you've got
there.
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\text("Agri")
How did you get that?! I'm not a masochist or gay!!

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\text
At Margaretta's words, Agri exploded in anger again.

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\text
Beatrice, unable to watch the two glaring at each other like
sparks were flying, stepped in to calm them down.
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\text("Beatrice")
Alright, alright, that's enough horsing around. Look, while
you two were messing around, the entrance to the mine came
into view.
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\text
Chided by Beatrice, the two of them pulled themselves
together.
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And so, the Demon Lord's army members stepped into the cave.

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\text("El")
Phew... We finally made it~
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\text
Caym and the others, having entered the cave, brushed the
snow off their bodies and let out a sigh of relief.

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\text
But Caym alone couldn't suppress a smile as he thought about
what would happen after this was over.

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\text("Caym")
Heh heh heh, just wait. I'll finish this up quick and come
get you.
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Saying that, Caym started to move forward, but stopped with
a frown.
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\text("Caym")
...Do you guys smell that?
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\text("Spacchio")
That's probably an Ice Troll. Nasty bunch. I'd rather not
deal with them head-on―let's just block up the hole and get
out of here.
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\text("Noro")
...Yeah.
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Noro nodded in agreement with Spacchio, who was sniffing the
air warily.
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\text("Caym")
Hmm, no need to stick around here. Let's finish this
quickly.
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With that, the group headed deeper into the mine tunnel.
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