Akuyaku Reijou ni Nanka Narimasen. Watashi wa『Futsuu』no Koushaku Reijou desu!

In the meantime, we escaped the ruins of Cold. Oh, the emergency exit's closed properly. I received a special transfer item from Dungeon Master so I can now transfer it from the ruin entrance to the Dungeon Master's room.

"Uh, was that a potch?

Rarely did a wise man speak to Potch.

"Yes."

"Take care of that."

The wise man pointed to the Demonic Crystal Stone.

"Absolutely."

"Yeah, you can buy Castle Cristia for one of those. It's the price, so don't get stolen."

Potch's tail swelled and his hand, holding a snail and a sword, was trembling in small pieces.

"Dj, you're kidding, right?

"No? Fact... no, maybe Castle Cristia isn't enough"

"No, no, no!

Potch cried. Was it such an expensive item? I had a feeling about that.

"Returns... no, there are fake rinds in there... no, oh!! I don't know what to do, I don't know what to do... I'm scared to carry you around. No...!

"Oh, you didn't know. You received it"

"Overpaid no matter what you think...!

"No, your sister wanted a Potch painting too, and what a Potch is the only painter who can get to that Dungeon Master and paint a good picture without freaking out..."

Other than Potch convinced me. Ordinary painters won't be able to get there in the first place.

"Sure, even if we can reach the Dungeon Master, we'll have to fight. I usually think about it."

Jend nods. No idiot would go to the depths of the last dungeon to paint.

"I mean, welcome to the insane, sss!

"'Cause that's enough."

Me and Jend scratched at the same time.

For a while Potch was a newborn puppy… not a deer wanting gakuble, but he seems to have switched. He said he would repay the excess one by one. My Potch is a serious good kid.

He also perfected Mr. Dungeon Master's painting for me. With forehead. Handmade forehead too. He also gave the forehead to Mr. Dungeon Master. He said he was very pleased and refused because he tried to give me the treasure again.

The painting is decorated in our living room. When I said should it be the same amount as Mr. Dungeon Master, I was super scolded. I ended up being pushed by a potch and given a gift.

If I happened to be having tea with Dilk and Sage, Dilk shrugged.

"The world is doing great."

"? What do you mean?

"Rosalind, Potch, Linka... the talent that would even be able to conquer the world is all abnegation."

I may or may not be able to if I want to. Because it's troublesome and you won't be able to do it without blood.

Potch is... right, maybe we can make full use of that demon tool?

Rinhua... may be able to do so if God calls too.

"No, I'm full of greed. It's troublesome, and I just don't because I can't find the point to do it"

I was a true face.

"I say it's cumbersome, but you don't think Rosalind wants to conquer the world in the first place, do you? You don't want the world, you don't want to rule, you don't want to rule the weak with power, do you? You didn't use it because you had the power to destroy the world, did you?

I don't know what that means. Isn't that obvious?

"Conquering the world is such a hassle. I don't think I want to expand my territory even though I have a little bit of Burton territory at the moment. The weak are something to protect, and I think it's crumbs to abuse. What's the point of destroying the world?

Dirk smiled bitterly.

"No, it's peaceful thinking."

I don't know. 'Cause it's not like you don't want to kick those guys who make fun of Dirk just because he's a beast. It's just that if I do that, I'll fall for the worst. Because people have circumstances, they have chosen a method that is difficult but acceptable outside of force pushing.

"Look, I love basic opportunism half the time, because I'm Japanese. I'm not gonna do anything extra."

"Right. Rosalind, Mr. Linka, and Mr. Potch, all you want is a peaceful life. Is God giving for it, too? Especially if you suck at Mr. Potch. Mass production of Mr. Geraldine..."

Mass produce that annoying weapon Osama? And I can only call you when I need you... no, if you stop before I draw you... no, no, the fake rinds I can call you right away will buy you some time. Even now I can only beat Mr. Geraldine once every three times.

It was the moment when Potch's strongest theory surfaced suddenly.

But the most powerful man (Potch) is still caged in the atelier today to make his work.

"Look! I made Mr. Dungeon Master!

"Look! I painted a beautiful picture I saw the other day!

Ruins of the Last Dungeon Cold with the highest difficulty.

The day when the Dungeon Master's room becomes Potch's solo exhibition venue is not far away.

The artist who has become the most powerful man in the world lives in peace today, unaware of it.