Dungeon Reset

You built it?]

The gardener glances at the replica scroll in Jungdown's hand with a strange expression.

The handwriting on the order was very well cooked.

That's my handwriting. Did you just copy my handwriting? It's too similar to say you copied it.]

“Yes, I'm a bit of a copycat. ”

I'm not proud of it... >

Alpha-alpha left a word and disappeared because of the stubborn words.

The gardener said with a fat expression.

[I copied it well, but I can't feel the spirit because it was made by an unqualified person. You weren't born with the spirits because you wrote something weird like this.]

“What qualification? What qualification? ”

[The qualifications of a gardener like me.]

“What the hell kind of job is that gardener anyway that qualifies you? ”

A little heartache broke my heart.

The gardener clears his throat and formally introduces himself.

[Hi, let me introduce you. Her name is Solia.She works as a gardener. Hobbies include meditation, reading, and writing spells. I'm waking up spirits for a world that's gone to shit.]

Sollia, a gardener with her name on the couch, spreads her arms wide.

[But as you can see, the world is empty now, and it takes a lot of time to resurrect.]

An empty world with nothing left.

This was the current address of the number of worlds that sustained the end of the world.

[And in times like these, we desperately need the help of spirits.]

Pimple Pororon.

The colorful beads of light begin to appear in Solia's hands.

The number grew.

“Spirit?”

Jungdown tilts his head.

Thanks to his duplicate orders, he has never seen a spirit before.

Solia looks at the beads of light with a proud expression.

[Yes, Spirit. Cute, adorable fairies born in nature.]

It was once again the chin that tilted its head.

“... cute and adorable? ”

Kiyaaak! Kyaak! Bloop!

“ ……. ”

The beads of light were suddenly transformed into ferocious beasts and pterodactyls, spreading fire from their mouths.

Of course, it may look as cute as a fox monster in a giant's eyes, but it's just a monster in the human eye.

< Dangerous……! >

An urgent warning came from the Alpha.

Monster-like spirits descend before the spirit.

But they just howl and howl to make sure they don't want to hurt you too much.

And that was also what Solia, the gardener, felt sorry for.

[Unfortunately, these kids won't attack you. My spell book is some kind of curse.]

“Curse?”

The word "curse" came out of nowhere at a sudden time.

[Yes, the curse. The Spell I made forcefully awakens the spirits in nature by giving them magical or lifelike powers. Thanks to this, those who use orders can borrow various abilities from spirits for a while…,]

Glug!

Kiyaaak!

The spirits roar violently.

Solia, who sweetly touches them with giant hands.

[At the same time, they will incur the wrath of the spirits. Spirits are very free-spirited souls, so if an unqualified person summons them, kill the practitioner.]

“Aha…. ”

The Purification Skill learned exactly why it prevented the use of Magic Orders.

‘It really was a curse. ’

At one time, when I liked the gossip at school, I used to play a strange prank like Shinsava, where friends would gather together to summon ghosts.

Then a friend of mine scared me with a grim voice.

If you summon a ghost for no reason and then suffer the wrath of a ghost, you may be cursed and die.

‘Of course, actually...... But then I got caught by the teacher and got angry with him. ’

Memories with you that were more terrible than the curse (?).

Sollia's expressions of pride were meaningful to him.

[So in the end, your role is to awaken the spirits from the outside and bring them into the world. We're using you to make the water in the hollow world richer than it used to be.]

“…… Oh, what are you saying? ”

[…….]

“I'm sorry. I didn't think of anything else for a while.... Dude, I'm so sorry. You're looking too hard. ”

[…….]

Solia's expression is a little irritable, and she's embarrassed for no reason.

But it was impossible.

It was no fun to hear such a difficult story, and it had nothing to do with you being unable to use your original order anyway.

And I have more questions than that.

“But can I just tell you this secret? ”

He said as if to laugh at it.

[What's the secret? Doesn't make a difference if you know what you're doing.]

“Oh, is that so? ”

[Yes. As long as you're in here, you'll suffer the spirits as much as you've used the Spell.] proportional to the number of orders.]

“Ah.”

[Hehe. Those who covet power should die by their power!]

“ ……. ”

Solia with her giant arms spread out and proclaimed magnificently.

But the longer she spoke, the less she spoke.

He…… felt complicated right now.

Who coveted power more than anyone else?

It was me.

Who else is so anxious to write an order?

It was me.

Nevertheless, nothing was happening, rather than pressing himself to kill him.

This is like...

The teacher was scolding all the classmates, but I felt so alone.

Of course, I didn't want everyone to be scolded with loyalty, but I had no choice but to be strangely alienated.

“Anyway, that's not the point. ”

Then what does it matter?]

Suddenly, Solia looks at herself with her eyes wide open.

“You've ruined my plan. ”

[…… because of me? What plan?]

There was something that bothered me the whole time.

He points to the large couch where Solia sits.

“Your couch is so big, it narrows down my living room. I made it here for nothing. I'd rather have a separate reception room. That was a mistake. ”

[…… what?]

Solia doesn't understand what he's grumbling about.

The sofa that she was sitting on was so large that it was filling the house that Jungdown had originally planned.

This wasn't right.

Earlier, the quiet and comfortable house had become a mess.

Besides...

Glug-ug! Ka-oo!

Even the unnamed spirits appeared and were scattering around the house.

Jungdown eventually got angry.

“Hey, guys! You can't just walk on my couch! ”

“Mwah?”

“Glug?”

I couldn't make sense.

“I can't. Come out with me. ”

“The key?”

JingDown forcibly pushed the bodies of the spirits who couldn't understand the horses even as much as a kiss and pushed them out of the house.

The spirits from his hands tilt their heads, not knowing what was going on.

“I can't. I'm gonna have to make a separate ranch and lock it up. ”

Jungdown strikes a big dirt fence around them to prevent them from entering the house again.

In the process, a few spirits tried to escape on their own, but they weren't the kind to miss.

“Hey! There! ”

“Zeug?”

“Yeah, you. ”

“Kiluruk?”

“Don't make excuses. I'm talking to you, Pterosaur. ”

“Between... ”

“Come inside. I'll give you something delicious. ”

“ ……! ”

At that moment, I could feel the pterodactyls biting.

But what do burning Pterosaurs like to eat?

He couldn't have known that.

[Why are you looking at me?]

Solia gives you a shivering look as he looks at her.

“What do they live on? Life energy?”

< No……! >

The Alpha roars in panic and splits apart.

Solia replies.

[The summoned spirits in this world have different tastes. Some kids graze, some kids eat animals. Some kids just live on air.]

“Oh, they're surprisingly docile. What about this one? ”

[Eat the human soul.]

“ ……. ”

Suddenly, the atmosphere became violent.

“Kiruruk!”

“ ……. ”

Jungdown looks forward to something big, and the Pterosaur sitting in front of him is starting to feel overwhelmed.

Then I remembered something.

“Oh, would you eat this? ”

He took the Ghost Stone out of his possession.

Then the Pterosaur flashed and tasted.

It wasn't an intact human soul, but there was a faint smell of it buried in the phantom stone.

Even if it wasn't rice, it was enough to get in.

Jungdown gathered the Ghost Stone and handed it over to the Pterosaur.

“Whoops!”

“Ugh? You almost bit my hand! ”

Yay, yay, yay!

“ ……. ”

No matter what I said next to him, the appearance of a Pterosaur chewing on the human soul (Ghost Stone) was frankly a little scary.

For just a moment, I thought about whether I could raise a spirit, but I folded my mind neatly in its appearance.

However, other spirits showed interest in eating something from a Pterosaur.

Glug?

Kiya!

Spirits gather beside the spirit, each returning to his taste.

Even Solia was interested in the phantom stone.

What the hell is that? Do you really think you can handle the power of the soul on human subjects? I don't feel that kind of rage.]

Whimpering?

Solia doesn't mean to make fun of you, but she has a knack for making you calm down.

Jungdown, the representative of humanity, raised his head in arrogance.

“Sollia, you underestimate the power of man. This much anyone can do. ”

Of course, it was a pile of dirt.

Solia is frightened.

Really? Humans can't be that aggressive.]

“Can't you see this? ”

Jungdown clumps the phantom and lifts it up magnificently.

It was like a pose to support the Earth with both hands on behalf of humanity.

“This is the soil of the soul! ”

Of course, it was just a lump of dirt.

Solia looks confused.

[No, it can't be! The other humans I saw didn't feel the same rage as you. Honestly, you're the only one who's special, right? Handling souls is not something even a country dares do.]

“Of course, I'm a particularly good person. ”

< ……. >

Alphas, who couldn't speak next to me, suddenly missed the rabbit.

If there was a rabbit, I wouldn't have let this weird conversation go.

In fact, Solia, the gardener, was not visible to all participants.

In the beginning, she appeared only in front of Jungdown because of the unusual ‘snap’ that he felt because he owned a large number of altars.

Bam!

[I can't. Something's wrong with you, too.]

Just thinking for a moment, Sollia nods her head and wakes up on the couch.

[I need to keep an eye on you for a while.]

“Huh? Me? ”

[Yes. A human who controls the power of the soul! I think it will help me to cultivate the world's water in the future if I study the truth about how I've built up that much rage.]

“ ……? ”

‘I don't think so. ’

Solia, who suddenly became serious by herself, was a little overwhelmed.

I had a very big misunderstanding, but now I feel like I'm going to step on myself with that big foot if I say it was just a pile of dirt.

He said with a shivering expression.

“Look, you don't know. This is my special dirt. ”

[No. We'll see about that one day. My hobbies are meditation and reading. I'm used to exploring and contemplating the truth.]

“ ……. ”

Then I felt like I would get scolded a lot if I found out the real truth.

“Then sit back down. My throat hurts.”

[No. It's nice to be fluffy, but after sitting for a long time, my back hurts. I've always lived in a world of hard water.]

“How about a bed? ”

Huh?

Jungdown decided to show Sollia as best he could.

So I built a picturesque house on that blue (white) meadow, and a strange life began in it.