"Good grief," Li muttered as she gently shook the Saint by the shoulder.

"Hey! No more, that’s enough, no more!"

The Saint was fast asleep, drool slipping from the corner of her mouth.

"Erika, Erika."

After a few more shakes, the Saint let out a small "Nnngh?" and slowly opened her eyes.

"Huh? Li?"

She rubbed her eyes and looked up at Li.

"Yes, it’s me. Erika, you’re not hurt anywhere, are you?"

"Hurt? Oh! Wait… huh? Why am I—?"

The Saint suddenly remembered falling into the pit and began checking her body in confusion.

"I fell into that trap, didn’t I?"

Li decided it would be better to gloss over certain details.

"Yes. However, it appears it wasn’t much of a trap. It seems a sleep spell had been placed on it and Tori-chan and I rescued you."

The leather-bound book floating gently in the air made the explanation believable enough.

"Thanks. You saved me!"

"You’re welcome. Now then, let’s return using the teleportation device."

Li informed her that Alberta and Patricia had already returned to report the incident.

She helped Erika to her feet.

Seeing that Erika was still a little unsteady, Li took her hand.

"Come, let’s go home."

When they used the teleportation device to return to the entrance, Alberta and Patricia ran toward them at once.

"Lady Li, Erika! Thank goodness, you’re safe!"

"As expected of Li Onee-sama!"

The two of them, overwhelmed with relief, threw their arms around both Li and Erika.

"Hey! That’s suffocating, you know!"

Even so, Erika’s complaint carried a note of happiness.

"Honestly! It’s because you said something so un-Saint-like!"

"Huh? That was the cause!?"

"I think it’s because Patty made fun of the gods!"

"I-I’ll pray! I’ll pray a lot!"

Once things had calmed down somewhat, the male instructor’s voice rang out.

"Li Earlychar Karasebed Kuewa—got a moment?"

"Of course,"

Li replied, stepping away from the other three.

"What happened?"

"There were things I can speak of and things I cannot."

The instructor couldn’t help grimacing at that answer.

That alone meant trouble had occurred.

"How serious are we talking?"

"It will require a discussion with His Majesty the King."

"Tch—ah…"

The instructor pressed a hand to his face.

"How about this—starting next time, you just don’t participate in dungeon training, okay?"

"I absolutely refuse! I want to participate too!"

"But you see… something definitely happens every time. It’s hard on your teacher, you know."

He unconsciously rubbed his stomach.

"In that case, I know an excellent stomach medicine. I’ll bring you some."

Li’s words were merciless.

"That’s not what I meant…"

The sorrow in the instructor’s voice was unmistakable.