Grimoire x Reverse ~Reincarnated Demon Romance Tale~

Memories suddenly mixed and clouded.

I can't tell you how to describe what I felt then, I'm done with that.

That sucks. It's not that level of feeling bad, pain or itching. Something tougher like this ran all over my body, dominated by a painful sensation that was neither headache nor nausea as if I was being directly blurred through my brain.

Then, for a while, when I regained consciousness in my slightly dazzling vision, I realized.

This is the RPG world I played in my last life, and now I'm in a somewhat soberly subtle position as a mid boss who shows up in the middle of a dungeon in the middle of a story.

"... uh, why"

Enlightened is good. No, it's not good, but I gave up a hundred steps and now I'm abandoned. But how difficult is this situation?

Why am I the middle boss who lived a peaceful college life in the first place?

Or why by now can the memory of the previous life be brought back?

Together, why is this dungeon's boss regaining consciousness that should have been sealed?

I don't know why.

There was no mistake in being so confused that I honestly can't help it anymore at the point where I have two memories that I own right now.

One is previous life. Memories of me enjoying college life to the point where I was minced by a train that had a lot of personal accidents if I did. I'm not thankful that I even remembered the pain of dying, but it's more of a hate-value than sympathy to gather in a dead person in a sad train wreck.

You don't hang up because your frustration with train delays can be heavier than your grief for each person's life, right, city?

The other is me in this world. Even though it was some kind of strong category among ghost tribes, this dungeon boss took my consciousness away from me and made me a doll that only wielded my powers, my memory. (Boss) Forgive me.

It wasn't that hard to sort out, but I mean, I own two memories, memories from a previous life.

There are other problems.

The situation now. For some reason, I'm dressed like I want to be in the Rope Age. That is fur. Beast fashion. Carnivorous men.

I don't know what modern society is like to just wrap your whole body in a piece of fur right now, but this is not modern society.

I wasn't even a person.

Ghosts.

Yes, ghosts. This dungeon...... medium boss showing up in the middle of the tower of Habuil. It's a terrible story because I don't think I had a name for it. Demon ghosts, that's how it should have been cleaned up.

I don't look very different from people, but the biggest difference is the horn that grew two on my head. Diab Oz. I'm not diving.

There were two black twisted horns on my head.

Let's sort out the story. I lived a rebirth in another world when the train had grinded me to death (not a typo).

So far, I could grasp it.

The next problem is that the world is the world of the famous RPG Grimoire Lancer II of previous life.

Now what shall we do? If I stay like this, I will die eating intensive fire with the advent of the protagonists Kung. All I see is that fate.

But that's where I came up with it.

Now I have a choice before I get hit by a middle-boss.

There's something I remember about that RPG in my past life. Even though I was in middle school, it was a game I loved and played. I know the odd offensive charts and the hidden dungeons that were famous.

This is a strength.

I didn't do the middle boss thing, shouldn't this just get away from the main party?

When I switch my thoughts, strangely enough, my memories come back one after another. I noticed one thing, and I looked around.

This dungeon, the tower of Habuil.

Wasn't my raison d 'être to protect a certain treasure?

The room in the center of the tower, so no windows, etc., but the lights lit the area better.

I circled my gaze in it... there was.

Of a murderous room made of tremendous iron, the deepest. In other words, behind me, there was a crate rolling unwrought.

Is it the hero's prerogative to open a chest? Is there such a stupid story?

If you open the box in the mood of Run, there's one giant axe inside.

"" Ghost killer "? I miss you."

Being a ghost, I feel kind of arrogant about having a ghost killer, but I don't care about that now.

It's taller than my height, and the blade part is a bigger axe than my width.

Speaking of why this was hidden behind my back, I can give you the reason that there are so many ghost monsters in this Habuil tower if you do.

If you take me down, the main party should be able to break through this tower a little easier.

All right, I got what I want, and let's just get out of here.

There is no lock in the small room.

With the axe on his back, he opened the door with momentum.

The Habuil tower forms a tower overlapping a complex maze-like passage and several small rooms like where I was.

I wasn't so sure about my memory, but if I'd been down one end of the stairs I found, I'd be able to get out on the ground at some point. For the sake of complexity, I remember it was a dungeon that was easy to map without any branching on the stairs.

When I thought about it and walked down the steel aisle, I heard the sound of a katana and someone walking from across the corner.

... Yep, I'm here for the main party already.

No, there's one sound. The protagonist when he comes here is already a threesome party. Then it would not be very likely to act alone.

A little frightened and axed.

Then, turning the corner was a monster with a ghost circle, unlike me.

"... uh. That's right. You're a monster. A dungeon."

It's all bright red ghost-shaped monsters that put me in sight and intimidate me with a guru.

I'm a ghost. Horns have grown in the human figure, only a high race if muscle strength is done, but the opponent is just a "ghost" as a monster. The conversation can't even go through.

"Grrrrrrrr!!

"Hey do it!!

Swing a ghost kill at the mercy of your strength toward the ghost that has penetrated you.

Along with a definite feeling, what I see in my eyes is the appearance of a ghost monster being punched out of the brain.

"Ggaaaaaa!!!

The monster of the ghost collapsed and disappeared, striking a much dull sound on the iron floor.

"Phew....... hmm?

The light wraps around my body. And I splattered as soon as I blinked for only a moment.

That's what the effects are now.

"Feels like I'm gonna level up, too?

The question I unleashed toward the inorganic ceiling naturally disappeared, bouncing without reaching anyone.

Grimoire x Reverse - Reborn God Romantic Tan

"The Ghost Wandered Alone"