In the world of Light’s quest, dungeons are a natural yet perilous phenomenon, maing under extraordinary circumstahese structures form wheically distinct flower species crossbreed naturally for survival or enviroal adaptation. This rare event gees an immense burst of mana energy, creating a dungeon. The magnitude of energy released determihe dungeon’s plexity, including the number of floors it tains. Within these dungeons, the abundant mana spawns monstrous entities known as magical beasts, posing a signifit threat to the surrounding regions.

  “A... a dungeon?” Richard stammered, his voice trembling with disbelief.

  The tension in the room thied as all eyes turo Ravenna. Priest James leaned forward, his usually posed demeanor now tinged with arm. “A dungeon, Yhness? Is this true?”

  Ravenna’s lips curled into a fident smile as she answered, her voice steady and authoritative. “Yes, six months ago, a two-floor dungeon maed beh the northern coastal waters of this isnd.” She paused for effect, letting the gravity of her statemele in before tinuing. “The dungeon spawns Mira and Maverick Fish—both cssified as magical beasts.”

  The room fell into stunned silence. Richard, Sarah, Alice, Hughes, and James stared at Ravenna, their expressions a mix of shod apprehension. The revetion expihe mysterious dee in fish stocks but also raised fears.

  In this world, dungeons were among the most feared phenomena, responsible for more than half of all recorded deaths on the Eastern ti. Magical beasts that emerged from dungeons often wreaked havo nearby poputions, leading to widespread destru and loss of life. The very mention of a dungeon was enough to send cities into a state of emergency, with evacuations quickly anized.

  However, as Ravenna eborated, the specific circumstances of this dungeon offered a sliver of hope amidst the danger.

  “you don’t have to worry, This dungeon,” Ravenna expined, “is an uer formation, a type not unon in the vast os. These uer dungeons are theorized by mage tower to occur more frequently than their nd-based terparts due to the o’s highly plex and evolving ecosystem. The tinuous interbreeding of pnt species in the deep sea likely results in the frequent emergence of dungeons.”

  James, ever the schor, houghtfully. “That would align with mage theories regarding the o’s capacity to host sophisticated ecosystems. A higher frequency of geic crossbreeding would naturally lead to more mana bursts.”

  Richard’s voice broke through the ptive silence. “So… the fish are gone because of this dungeon?” he asked, still grappling with the implications.

  Ravenna smirked, her anding presence asserting itself once more. “Precisely. Feions, the fish that migrated from the northern waters were caught by our fishermen along Jo City’s southern coastline. But now…” She gestured to the map, trag the migration route with her finger. “The Mira and Maverick magical beast fish spawned by the dungeon have been dev the migrating schools of fish. As a result, our fishermen are left with only scraps of what once lentiful bounty.”

  Her expnation painted a vivid picture of the situation. The uer dungeon, though distant, was both a blessing and a curse. Its northern location, thousands of kilometers away from Jo City, ehat no fishermen would actally enter the magical beasts and face deadly attacks. Moreover, since magical beasts rarely stray far from their dungeons unless pelled by hunger or the presence of a more powerful predator, the beasts posed no immediate threat to Jo City’s coastline.

  “So far,” Ravenna cluded, her tone measured, “we have seen no signs of these magical beasts near Jo City, whidicates that the migrating fish are satisfying their hunger. However, this stability is fragile. Should their food supply dwihey may venture farther south, posing a signifit risk.”

  James leaned ba his chair, stroking his thoughtfully. “This is quite the discovery, Yhness. Both a danger and an opportunity, depending on how we address it.”

  Sarah nodded vigorously in agreement, her mind already rag with strategies to mitigate the situation. Meanwhile, Richard sat frozen, still ing to terms with the revetion.

  Ravenna, however, was unfazed. She exuded a sense of trol, her gaze sharp and calg. “This is not merely a problem,” she said with a hint of determination in her voice. “It’s an opportunity, one we ot afford to squander.”

  The room fell silent, the weight of her words hanging heavy in the air. Then, Ravenna’s smile widened, her tourning almost pyful. “Sihe magical beasts are ing our fish, why not turables ahem instead?”

  Her suggestion caused an immediate stir. Richard blinked in fusion, leaning forward. “Huh… what do you mean?”

  Ravenna’s eyes sparkled with purpose. “The Mira and Maverick Fish beasts are enormous—each the size of a horse. Catg just one would provide enough meat to sustain a family for weeks. If we anize a specialized magical beast fishing team, we could capture them and use them as a sustainable food source.”

  The room erupted into murmurs of disbelief and skepticism. Hughes, being a battle hardened Knight stepped forward, his expression incredulous. “Insanity! Magical beasts are monsters! It takes multiple knights or skilled meraries to take down even one. And these are beasts spawned from a two-floor dungeon. That level of strength—”

  Ravenna raised a hand, sileng him mid-sentence. She gestured to the map id out oable, her voice steady but firm. “Look here,” she said, pointing to the marked location of the dungeon. “This dungeon is u’s situated far off the northern coastline, yet not too distant for us to reach. Its entrance is exposed, fag upward—a rarity among dungeons, which are typically hidden. If we py our cards right, we set a trap for these creatures. They’ll swim right into it aheir end without us having to risk our lives in direbat.”

  The room grew quiet as her words sank in. She tinued, her fidenwavering. “Unlike nd-based magical beasts, these are aquatic. They ot attack us on nd. By using bait, we lure them close and kill them without ever stepping into their waters. They’re predictable, driven by instinct, and easy to manipute if we uand their patterns.”

  James, stroked his beard thoughtfully. Richard, meanwhile, felt a bead of sweat roll down his temple. As a fisherman, he khis task would likely fall on him and his peers.

  James finally spoke, his tone measured. “It’s a bold idea, but it’s irely without merit. If we successfully lure the magical beasts into a well-structed trap, we could secure a stable food supply. Dungeons tinually spawn new beasts to repce those that die, so the resource won’t be depleted. However…”

  The priest’s words trailed off, and Alice, who had been quietly until now, picked up the thread. “However, the real issue is transport,” she said, her voice calm but firm. “Even if we mao kill these beasts, transp the meat to Jo City will be a logistiightmare. Fish meat spoils quickly in Jo’s intense sun. A single round trip to the northern coastline by horseback takes aire month. The sheer distand the harsh desert climate make it nearly impossible to deliver fresh meat to the city.”

  The room nodded collectively, aowledging the immense challenge Alice had id out. Jo Isnd, though vast and as rge as a small kingdom, rimarily a barre with only oy—Jo City—perched on its southern coast. The jouro the northern coastline was grueling, fraught with harsh ditions and logistical hurdles.

  Ravenna’s smirk deepened, her fidenshakee the valid s. “You make an excellent point, Alice,” she said, her voice brimming with assurance. “But I have a solution for that.”

  Her grin widened, a spark of iy fshing in her eyes. The room leaned in, awaiting her words with bated breath. Ravenna was a woman of a, and when she spoke with such vi, it was impossible not to believe she had the answer.

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