Ihoujin, Dungeon ni Moguru

[11]

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Algae scraping.

Struggle.

It is swept away by the overwhelming flow of water and still struggles. Even if you know it's pointless resistance, if it's me, you keep struggling.

But oxygen comes out of my lungs and my breath is at my limit. My body cramped and stopped moving.

Oh, I see. Is it over?

Like this?

Yeah, it's like this.

I admit it gracefully at the end. Whether the cause of the mouse's death is drowning or not seems to be stupid.

I lost my consciousness, laughing at myself. Leaving yourself in a big flow, shed as it is.

The moment I closed my eyes, I saw something approaching.

What.

Is this dead?

It's surprisingly comfortable.

whisper,

prayer,

The sound of a blizzard.

Original scenery of chalk.

I heard a howling wolf.

A group of white wolves looks at me.

I always look at me with different intentions, though I always have the same face.

(Is this over?)

(Is the journey over?)

(Doesn't work yet)

(Does not fulfill promise)

(Meaning of a journey from a far-off foreign country)

(Don't even know the end of the journey)

(Is it good?)

(Can you forgive me?)

Noisy.

I'm already sleepy. It's rotten here and it's goodbye. Do you know what's behind?

"What is loudness? Stupid person"

What?

What. This voice is The voice of a woman different from a wolf.

"Don't die on your own. You shouldn't die" yet ". It's a miserable believer that if you give up in the habit of dying only with mental power and die if you give up and just play in the water, you'll be rejected."

know.

The voice I know. A voice that I heard in my dreams many times and forgot many times in the morning.

"Let's listen to one. Did you do it?"

Disagreeable.

"Let's ask two. Can we end here?"

Disagreeable.

"Third stupid question. Are you still fighting?"

of course.

"Well then go. This is not what you want."

The blizzard stopped and the weather was fine.

The dazzling brightness of the snowy field illuminated by light. The running wolf herd runs for a castle that rises far into the mountains.

The dark-haired girl who left me took my hand.

"The concubine waits here. I will watch over you in the eternity of time and wait until the end of the world of man and the age of God.

I could see the light.

The light of God honoring darkness. The warm light of a person who is also in the dark fire.

I know this person's name. I know even if I forget it many times.

"Go, my last believer."

And again, I fell into darkness.

"Wow"

A large amount of water was exhaled from the throat and throat.

"Well dirty"

She hangs on the coat of a woman in front of me.

"Oh, I'm sorry"

"Worst. I didn't help."

The woman was an elf.

Elf-like elf, slender beautiful woman with slightly cold eyes and long blonde hair. The long legs are wrapped in black tights, even though it is a cold sky and a mini skirt.

He wore a warm fur coat and carried a bow he had never seen before.

"Reimburse"

"I don't need it. I'm not as poor as I can beg.

Begging, no, was worse than usual.

It is a wet rat. When she drowned, her instinct seemed to take off her armor. A rag shirt and rag pants stained with blood. Although he had only a sword, he could be mistaken for a street resident.

"Begging,"

And Raaluna is shocked by the words from me. She, too, is just hiding her naked with a bolomant.

"Fu-fu-fu, are you begging? Being born, star frost. Staring at the human world from the height, when it falls, do you fall so far? Fu-fu-fu, Ugu-uu."

Something is crying.

The princess is hard too.

"Yes, I'll give you this. Please buy some clothes.

Two gold coins were offered.

I feel the kindness that is contrary to the words of this elf when I do not throw it.

"I don't need alms.

Speaking of which, I look around here.

It was all over the city.

Behind the elf are three ruined buildings. Behind me is a frozen river.

A familiar landscape. This is in front of Tutu's store.

No matter what you drown, you will get here from the basement of the castle. I don't know at all.

"Hey man. You're hungry. If you're still a human body, you'll starve."

Lauraluna was shaking. He is likely to freeze to death before starving.

"Hey, there was a shop I knew there. I left the city a bit and it was crushed.

"You know someone?"

No way,

"Are you a Tutu acquaintance?"

"Yes, what? What do you know?"

It is a store that is associated with the elf king, Melm. It's OK to have a relationship with other elves.

"I'm living together now."

"Huh? Then what about Sigre?"

"I'm together"

"Oh, that's good. I was going to shoot if I was kicking out."

Noisy. And this guy is strong. The steps and appearance are not average. You may not be able to fight if you are at a distance.

"Then guide me.

He was lightly kicked with his toes. I would like to withdraw gentle comments.

"I see. I'll guide you.

This elf is somehow trustworthy. After all, it's just an intuition that there is a feature of that Melm.

"Tell me where I want to go."

In fact, I die if I do not warm my body as it is. There is no sense of limbs. I can't move at all. Blood seems to freeze. A level that can't even shake anymore.

Just surviving and dying again.

Crossing the border line of life like a repetitive side jump.

"......... Hah, a sad man."

I grabbed the neck by the elf and dragged home from a long night.