"But the winner is Lyra, who won over 100,000 gold coins, congratulations." (I)
"Hahahahahahaha..." (Ivan)
"I knew my daughter was going to win, I knew it from the beginning... hahahaha..." (Ivan)
"Let me go Father..." (Lyra)
Ivan grabs his daughter lifting the little Homunculus aloft while spinning with happiness, while Lyra wanted to be released from her father's clutches, he was just laughing out of control.
We had to wait a few minutes for Ivan to calm down before continuing the conversation.
"Master, so the reward you promised is now mine, right?" (Lyra)
"Can I assemble everything as I want?" (Lyra)
"As the winner of the Competition, you are entitled to the prize of creating your floor in the Dungeon." (I)
"But I warn you that the floor must still be functional, it cannot be a safe floor like the floor of farms and the city." (I)
