Dungeon Reset

‘Could the boss have been a dragon? ’

I felt like I was in a museum of dinosaurs.

Dragon Ruins are becoming abundant along with the Ruins...

“Kiss?”

At that time, he pulled out his face in his arms.

Then I found the fossil dragon and its eyes widened.

Huge Bones!

Is this how the kid who discovered the giant castle made of chocolate feels!?

Poldark!

“Kiss my ass!"

“No! ”

Jungdown closest to stopping him from leaping into the boss' room.

He paused and looked upright.

My eyes widened with the grief of the world.

“Don't look at me like that. It's dangerous.”

“Phew……. ”

Jungdown puts the dirt golems in front of him with a whirlwind grip.

And he carefully stepped into the boss' room on an ostrich to escape at any time.

The boss' room was a large, circular hall with open ceilings.

In the center, the Dragon Bone was not rounded, but a black altar was erected in front of it.

‘The dragon was so big that I couldn't see it. What is this? A tombstone? ’

The monument looks like it needs to offer something tribute.

Above the altar are strange, elaborately carved characters covered in white dust.

What does that mean? ’

It was a completely new language.

It was a moment when I came close to the altar to get a closer look.

Paaaaaah!

The golden light erupts from the letters of the altar as if you had waited.

"It's a trap!? ’

In case you haven't noticed, the jeongdown that was preparing for the situation went straight back.

Suddenly, a surprising sight appeared.

Flash!

< Heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh]

The golden characters that came out of the altar shifted as they moved through the air.

Then gradually, it was combined into recognizable letters.

< Welcome, qualified. >

“Hangul?”

My eyes twist.

The golden letters rise above the altar like holograms.

“Qualified? Are you talking about me? ”

< Yes, it's you. >

“ ……! ”

Surprisingly, the golden letters were pointing to the truth.

We can talk!

“Who are you? Where are you talking about? ”

Jungdown searches the area thoroughly and asks.

In each hand, you see a single dirt brick and iron rod.

Then the golden letters were reunited before his eyes.

< I am the Keeper of the Dragon Temple. This whole room is where you stand. >

“The Temple of the Dragon? Manager?”

That said, I naturally looked down at the dead dragon's bones.

“So this bone, or is this the owner? ”

< Yes, Hertia, the Dragon of Life. He's in hibernation right now. >

Is that a fake bone?

The hibernation was fucking dead no matter who saw it.

“I think he just keeps sleeping.... ”

Then Longevity's reply came back.

< Not at all. Death is but a fleeting dream for a dragon to live a harsh time. It's just that HerThea has lost all her life because of the great war. >

Was there a great war? I mean, he died in the war, right? ’

I was increasingly sympathetic to this manager.

This is, like, the most moving story I've ever seen in a pet book.

‘Yes,' he said, 'he has not yet accepted that his master is dead. Poor thing. This corpse is rotting to dust, but I can't believe I'm waiting for my master to return... ’

When I thought that, I almost burst into tears.

< Feel sorry for him. He's not really dead. >

Twinkle!

Suddenly, the golden letters blink like a neon sign.

Something was very archetypal and very large.

My eyes were so noisy.

“... I get it, so stop. You're not dead. You're not dead. ”

This manager, now I see he's got a temper.

< As long as the Temple of the Dragon exists, Erthea will never die. The resurrection of the dragon is the true reason for the Temple. >

“Then you should have resurrected him right away. ”

< Not yet… impossible. HerThea is currently out of health. >

“Everyone fails to resurrect for that reason. ”

I thought you'd say that. Nod your head.

It was not because of the feeling that the letters of the altar were shaking.

< How rude of you. If you didn't qualify, I would gladly sacrifice you to Erstea. >

Twinkle!

I'm angry again, dear.

“I've stopped preaching. Please forgive me. And you keep saying I'm qualified to do what? What qualifications?”

Quick apology, quick question.

As soon as Jungdown quickly turned to talk, the letters trembled again, but the next answer started to appear again and again, as if it was important.

< By the way, you have overcome all the dragon trials given to meet Erthea. That's the qualification. >

It was something that made me tilt my head.

“What did I win? What is the Dragon Trial? ”

< You managed to get here after defeating all the dangerous gates and guardians Erthea had left behind. That's the dragon trials. >

Gateway? Guardian?

“…… Um, there? ”

There was something strange going on.

Jungdown tilts his head and pauses for a moment.

"Gates? Guardians? Did I beat that? Where? ’

I don't know about that.

All he saw when he came here was old traps and monstrous bones.

‘Ah? Right. ’

I finally realized it.

Perhaps this ruin was literally the heavenly fortress while the dragon of life Ertera was still alive.

Location at the top of the Death Mountains.

The gatekeeper is a giant lizard statue.

Tons of monsters lurking in there, secret organs, dangerous magic traps!

‘But no business in years. ’

It seemed that the dragon trials had passed the expiration date.

< Through all the gates of strength, courage and wisdom, I give you my deep praise for proving yourself. >

“Huh? Uh, yeah. I'm a little wise. And brave.”

Though it was nice, I decided to take credit and praise first.

Seeing the atmosphere, I thought something would come out if I didn't move.

Usually, if you overcome a difficult ordeal, you will be rewarded accordingly!

< Based on the proverbs of Erstea, who qualified you - >

I'm out! Reward! ’

Jungdown glances at the horse and waits for it to follow.

< - You will inherit the Temple of the Dragon. >

“Ouch! I got it!... Huh? Wait, what are you getting? ”

< Here, here. You are qualified to inherit the Temple of the Dragon. Congratulations! >

Wow... I accepted something really useless.

Jungdown's eyes glance around.

I don't know what it used to be, but now it's just a bunch of old, dusty ruins.

‘Is it cheap, too? That's a fair reward. ’

I liked eating it for days, but the reward was not much.

What the hell am I supposed to do with all this rubble?

“What good does it do me if I keep this place? ”

I'm not asking you.

I was rolling my hair hard in my head.

In fact, he was in trouble when he was stuck here.

I have to join my colleagues.What's the point of living in such a shabby place?

But there was a trick of its own.

If he heard anything reasonable, he said he would inherit it, and then he was going to run away after taking it all.

‘He's stuck here, and he doesn't even know what's out there. What if I show up? ’

Guilty conscience? That can't be right.

This place is ruined anyway, and the owner is the only one left with a backbone.

By the way,

The answer came back very absurd.

< You will be honored to manage this dragon temple in the future. >

“…… ugh? Glory? That's it? ”

< Yes, you will become the master of the temple. >

“Owner?”

< Yes, polishing the dragon temple with an owner's conscience. That is the noble happiness you will have in the future. >

“You like happiness. Fuck the master ritual! ”

The next crazy word finally erupted.

“Does that mean I should take care of this place for you? ”

< Becoming the master of the temple is a very glorious and noble mission. >

“Wow, look at her. This isn't passion, Pee. What glory is this? You're the manager in the first place, right? You're the Lord of the Temple, and you want to leave all your work to me? ”

< Actually, I'm going to die soon. >

“…… Huh? Dead?”

Suddenly, a serious story popped up and Jungdown silenced him.

< My life was already over a long time ago. Only my soul remains and I ignore the moment of death, and all this was to protect the mission I was given. >

“ ……. ”

Grade Smoking.

< But I can feel my inhibition coming to an end. >

“Ouch... You're just saying that to make me feel sorry. ”

My heart was frowning for no reason.

Suddenly, a conscience arose.

“Hmmm. But I don't want to sit in a place like this. He's a busy man on his way even if he looks like this. ”

< What route? Where the hell are you going after giving up this glorious position? >

“Of course my colleagues……. ”

Stop.

Instead of talking, Jungdown suddenly shuts up.

Is that really my purpose? ’

I tried to answer with my mouth, so I couldn't say anything.

Suddenly, my head popped open.

In his mouth again, his real voice, which was at the bottom of his heart, came up.

“…… home. ”

< Home? >

A split voice.

Jungdown takes a deep breath and opens his mouth again.

“Yes, I'm going home. We must return with all of us. ”

Yes, we will.

Back in the world.

Home.

I miss you so much...

In the arms of my family.

‘Damn it.'

When the words that I had tried to ignore came to mind at once, I could barely hold on to them at once.

No matter how hard I tried.

Suddenly, I fell into this strange world without even knowing it.

I wonder how scary it was.

There are monsters everywhere looking for you, and there's an anxious future ahead of you that might die right now.

Even in order to forget these faint and frightening feelings, he struggled to live all these moments happily and happily.

But then.

The manager, who knew the purpose of honesty, said boldly.

< If that's the purpose, you should inherit the Dragon Temple even more. >

“What? Why is that? ”

< If you become the master of the temple, you will be able to use the power of the Dragon. '>

“Huh. The power of the dragon? ”

Suddenly, a very great looking term popped up and flew into a sad heart.

Dragon power! It's a very tempting thing to say!

< Erthea left here some of the power required to manage the temple while creating this ruin site. >

“How many more than one? What's that?”

< We will inform you later, but once you have the necessary authority for your purpose, it is' Gate Installation ’. >

“Gate!? ”