"Fuck! Treasure Chest!"
Halfway through the snow, I rush to the treasure chest. It seemed like bubbles were emanating from my mouth. There's only one fucking thing going on in my life, and it's finally good for me! In retrospect, it was only a time of tears because I was experiencing this world and was suffering from a shortage of hardships.
Inside the Treasure Chest is a gold coin.
- Doubloon-
Gold.
How frightening and beautiful this resonance is. A gold coin shining like the sun rising from the desert is worth a hundred silver coins per dog. Reducing my cost of living to a minimum of a month will cost me a silver, so it's worth 100 months. Only one gold coin can play and eat for years.
"... wait."
While I was running, some kind of ominy grazed my back and passed by. Naturally, my steps slowed down... but instead, I felt the power in my hand with a knife. A month-long, physically savvy swordsmanship created the perfect combat pose as soon as the excitement of this unexpected situation subsided.
"There's no way that good's gonna happen to me."
I recited the facts. and slowly advances toward the bottom of the front. Yes, there is no way that something good can happen to me. I know it's a good thing to live at, because I've never been up before. This was clearly suspicious.
The only treasure chest left in the room that looks completely worthless. This pulls the gourd. Gummy can't pull. Even if you open it violently right now, you will want to check the contents inside. Yes, it was.
However.
However, this may be a trap. Of course, trapping may be like some kind of damage from my magnificent delusion, but you must always be careful in the presence of a great fortune. If you fall backwards, it's not a world where you cut your nose off in Seoul and knock even a stone bridge across. Luck is a great opportunity, but it can also be a bad luck.
Well, it may simply be that the contents are already packed and there are only empty boxes left. But I was also anxious. I stood in front of the treasure chest. And I poke the box around with the tip of my sword to navigate.
"I wanted to pop out of nowhere, but suddenly I became cautious. Do you have any seizures? What about you?"
"There you go. This box is fucking suspicious."
"It's an old treasure chest... It looks suspicious. I need to investigate."
Me and Copson kicked or stabbed the box and conducted an investigation (if we can call it an investigation). It seemed a little heavy, even though it contained something in the box. I don't want to kick him in the foot. This definitely contained something.
Is there really something that can be paid for by the outside world? I swallowed my saliva.
- Gulp.
"Then."
"Let's open it."
Touching it roughly didn't seem like a trap without any generosity. Me and Copson tremble and bring their hands to the treasure chest. And slowly. Very slowly and delicately. It was when our tension to open the lid of the box was at its peak, as if we were taking Kuqdas' bags very carefully.
"Stop!"
Elise screams like a thunder from behind.
"Ugh?"
Is it a trap for something?! I took my hands off the crate and quickly tried to cast the backstep -- uh, the lid opened itself?
- Duck.
I think I'm one step late.
- Ugh!
"Wow."
Suddenly, the 'mouth' of the treasure chest opens, revealing the fangs hidden inside. Unbelievably long tongue with a tooth like that rake that pops out strangely. And sticky body fluids that splash into the stables. It came upon the sheep that opened their mouths to devour me.
"Foot."
A futile greed came out of my mouth. What kind of monster is that? The backstab I was casting failed, and I fell back and crushed my ass on the floor. The treasure chest with those horrible teeth only slows me down.
Do you think you can kill him if you stab him in the inside of that agary? I don't know. But now there's no other way than that. If I'm this stubborn, I'll grab my head and rip it off. I have to do something. I reach out like a knife to the inside. The one who was overrun wanted my throat pierced by my power.
"Mimic! Fall away now!"
- Cuckoo!
- Kuraek!
The moment Elise jumps out, she hits him with a machete.
Elise's iron maceration was a terrible weapon that specialized in breaking and destroying things as a Morningstar. Like the home run of Babylon, the spectacular striking smirk flew as it was and stuck to the wall.
"You son of a bitch!"
Immediately after I woke up in the sights, I stood still and ran towards him. I don't know what it was, but I had to kill him first.
"I'll help you!"
Copson, who was standing next to me foolishly, ran with me. Elise also had to definitely cut off the monster's breath, so he ran high on the iron. I swallowed up the attack captain who was dizzy.
"Die!"
"Die!"
"God!"
- Bummer!
- Paaaaaaaaah!
- Fuseok!
The three of us are beaten like crazy by a spilled mimic stuck in a wall. Me and Copson put a knife in the body of the one who was revealed and kicked him with a stab, and Elise just smashed the box itself with a machete. Wooden debris and monster blood splattered. Mimick twitches with a strange new voice and then grows colder.
- Fuck you.
"Ha... it's over. You've been completely crushed."
Shortly after, the Treasure Chest, the shell, was shattered and destroyed without a temperate platform. Mick's corpse also came to a similar end. There was no business in this world in front of Dacopper. No matter how many unknown monsters I am, if three people hit me, I will die.
"Phew... Phew... I almost flipped. Thank you, Sister Elise."
"It's nothing. No one's hurt, right?"
"Yes, it was Nice timing. Thank you very, very much. You are dead. If you return, I will surely make a donation to the Light Fame Cross."
"You don't have to do that..."
"May I call you the savior of my life?"
"Just call it comfortably."
"Sister Elise, the silver of my life."
"Let's make a joke about it."
I thanked Elise for tranquilizing her crazy beating heart. I didn't mean it, but I thought I really saw myself. This unrealistic monster was never seen before, but I never expected the box to come out so agile.
I would have been hurt or killed without Elise's support in a situation of momentary carelessness. I breathed deeply.
"Phew..."
Beware of the rear, Mary, approaching the end of the situation, touched Mick's corpse and asked.
"Slime? Slime? It looks like a slime."
"A monster named Mimick. It's a demon that seduces and eats people."
The body of a monster called Mimic looked like a slime. The treasure chest was just a shell. According to Elise, Mick is a gelatinous monster with teeth and visceral organs, nesting in a box-like place and eating things that are coming.
"You're a terrible monster! You disguised yourself as a treasure chest!"
Copson, who listened to the explanation, trembled. I searched his corpse to find out more about Mick. Mick was completely chewed to death by deceitful words. I thought it would be good to keep the fangs looking sharp.
"Huh? What's inside?"
Meria turned the treasure chest upside down. A tough piece of viscous material fell to the ground with something shining.
- Chulfuck.
- Awkward.
"What is it?"
Screaming? This pleasant sound sounded like a metallurgical item. Looking through Mick's corpse, what fell was a silver cup with a gorgeous emblem. There were two cups.
"Isn't this some fancy cup?"
"That's a pretty cup."
Copson and Maria said. Although the light was a little bright, the luxury of the cup did not seem to be broken for many years.
"Is it a cup of iron? No. If you look at the color... no way?! A cup made of silver!"
I was forced to be alarmed again. This gorgeous cup looked like an ancient artifact! This was an irrefutable, real exhaust trajectory! I almost sprayed bubbles from my mouth again.
Elise, who was looking at it, picked up the cup.
"This... is a tin cup."
"Tin? Isn't it silver?"
Xi Jinping Tin? Not silver?
Wow, fuck. It's fucking fun.
"Yes, this is a tin cup. I'm sure there's a lot of it in the church. It's not silver, of course, but it's worth it. In my brief view, silver per dog seems to be appreciated as much as it is found in ancient ruins."
"Some silver!"
Anyway, it's expensive stuff!
"Expensive deal!"
"Whoa!"
I looked at him in the face, trying to hold Copson's hand, and just grabbed Meria's both hands and ran and cheered. I hit the dog bitter. It was worth crossing a near-death crisis!
"Looks like Mick nested in a box with valuables. Lucky for you. Most of all, I like what looks like a good state of preservation."
We grabbed a tin cup with pleasure. Can't you just take this and go back to work? And I took Mick's fangs too. I don't know, but it's a sharp tooth, so I thought it would be worth the blemish. I used the knife to remove his teeth from his gums.
"Good, very good. This is the dungeon."
Fresh sweat flows down my forehead. It is also the best law to sweat after labor. But when I saw Elise standing still, I wondered.
Thinking about it, she's a psychopath who takes away a part of the body of the monster she killed, or a zealous congregation. Obviously, she was excited and thought she would be taking six flights off the island of Jujuju, but she didn't.
"Sister Elise, the silver of my life."
"... I hope you call me mediocre."
I asked if I had any questions.
"Haha, I'm joking. Anyway, didn't you take off that part of the carcass? I remember the last time."
"Ah, you mean that?"
Kobolt's nose and ears were no different from those of a photon. She was also a witness to the fact that the modern people lived with a mental illness of about a century.
"Mick is good because we killed them all together."
"Yes? You don't have to kill them together?"
"Yes. Taking a part of a corpse is a ritual that means to dedicate it to our God, because when I kill an enemy with my whole life's power, I can take that soul away. You don't have to do this if you kill it as an organization."
"Well, I see."
I didn't think it meant that. Elise described me as a liquidated oil, as if he was trying to seduce me.
It seems a strange ritual that would not have been tolerated in modern society. Thinking about it, it's a bit bizarre to smell and worship every holiday in your hometown.