Kujonin

Glowing ore protruding from the ceiling slightly illuminates the entire room.

The herd of synthetic beasts filled the room, but there was only one house in the corner. It is a one-story building with chimneys growing from the roof with mud walls. The light leaking from the frosted glass window was strangely bright.

"There's no house in the room."

Does the creator intend to blur?

Smoke is rising from the chimney, so someone will be inside. I knocked on the wooden door.

"Yes"

"Well, good evening ~"

Because the room was dark, I said "Good evening" with nature.

"Thank you, aunt!"

Is it an Arctic dialect? It was a blond and long-haired twink who opened the door.

"Huh !?"

The twink looked at me and made a naive voice.

"Huh?"

I also return to it.

"Huh? Why did I open the door?"

"Even if I asked that ..."

The twink tried to close the door. I immediately caught my boots in the door gap and stopped.

"Is it Johan, the brave of light?"

"Yes, but what do you mean? I don't want to meet anyone now."

Johan is trying to close the door desperately, but I seem to be stronger.

"Your old friend was an elf named Camilla, I'm the one who came to Camilla."

"Eh, Camilla?"

Johan loosened his power for a moment, and the door came off with the hinges. Looking at it, Johan looked at me with a sad face. I'm going to laugh. She doesn't have that old face, so maybe she's the same generation.

"Oh, sorry"

"What are you doing! You can't withdraw!"

I came to solve it, so I ended up working.

"I would have to go outside."

"I can't do it. I'm tired of relationships in the outside world. I'll finish my life in this dungeon."

"Well, why not. It was bad to break the door."

When I was about to leave, Johann shouted, "Are you going?"

"Why are you withdrawing?"

"But you've captured dungeons so far?"

Johan asked me to look into my face.

"This dungeon wasn't so hard. It was much worse in the Southern Hemisphere."

"See, the southern hemisphere !?"

"I, hey, um, that's because Camilla's poison made with the elf esoteric has raised her level."

"What is Elf's arcane?"

"What would you ask me? It seems like a esoteric tradition learned from the Polar tribe of the Arctic, but you don't know?"

"What is the effect? The poison!"

Johan listened with excitement.

"Calm down. I'll explain. Hmm ... Can I explain it in my house? There's nothing resting here. There are immovable demons lined up."

"Oh, sorry. I haven't seen many people in the last few years, so please. It's messy."

Johan simply took me home. The inside was really messy, reminding me of Bersa's house I saw a long time ago. The memos are scattered and there is no stepping stone, the food seems to have mold, and the black mass on the plate is impressive. The smell of rot and sweat are mixed, and the smell of water mold accentuates it.

"Do you want to die?"

I asked Johan.

"What? What?"

"If you eat something in such a dirty room, you'll get sick! Wait, you haven't taken a bath!"

"People have a self-purifying effect ..."

"If you look closely, don't bite your nails! I'm a cleaning and extermination company.

I went up on my feet and decided to start with cleaning anyway.

"Oh, wait a minute! There are important papers!"

As always, I tell Johan, who has a miserable face, "Please rescue before the mold grows on the dissertation!"

"Aha aha aha. It's a good expression that molds appear in the dissertation! It's the latest dissertation I thought, so it won't be old."

Johan opened his mouth wide and began to laugh. I don't know the point of laughter, but it seems like it was wrong.

"No, not if you're laughing. Even parchment or paper, if it grows mold, will go black. Your dissertation will turn black."

"Eh ?! Oh, yeah!"

Johan suddenly panicked and began to find his dissertation from a bunch of notes.

I'll start with the nasty, moldy and stinking catfish. I wrapped it in a wall of magic and put it in a collection bag and baked it with fire magic. Skill level is 1, but fire magic is useful. I baked it outside the house, but the synthetic beasts aren't as interested in what I'm doing, or they're still unresponsive as if their soul was gone.

I contacted the employees with a communication bag and said, "I'm cleaning the house of the Brave of Light, so I can play around."

"I'm searching for a new passage"

Aisle responded. Although it should not be a great distance, it consumes a lot of magic and it makes a lot of noise. It's not clear whether dungeons or the Arctic environment make this happen.

When he returned home, Johann sat back with a bunch of papers saying, "Oh, this was when I was studying my experience."

"Hey, is that herd of monsters okay?"

When I call out, I just say, "Okay."

"Hey, if you don't move your hand, the whole house will mold!"

Johan will not move unless he claps his hands and blasts.

“Are you okay?

"What is it?"

"Do you work as a brave of light?"

"Even if I say work as a brave ... did the sunshine shine today?"

"No, I was climbing properly."

"Wouldn't it be nice? Someone in the world is worshiping today as it rises. The spirit of light is working as long as this star is there."

Is that something? I lived in a sunrise country in the world before and I feel like I understand. There are even customs to worship the light. It is no wonder that this world is there.

"But how does that happen because of the relationship between stars and planets?"

"The role of light is to illuminate the darkness. The sun plays the role of daylight and the magic stone light plays the role of night, so when the torches and magic stone lights were developed on this star, the light spirits played a role. Has been achieved. ''

Johan stops his hand when he starts talking, so he warns, "Your hand is stopped." The floorboard is finally visible.

"So, what are you doing now? Are you free to fulfill the role of a spirit?"

"Well, I'm selecting heroes and making dungeons."

"Is the light spirit a dungeon master?"

"Yes. My main job is to create mazes and the environment. I am a demonic in general."

If the spirit of light is a dungeon master and there are many people who worship the light, isn't the magical power almost inexhaustible?

"Do we need to replenish the dungeon's magic?"

"Oh, yes! Other dungeons need to replenish their magic. That's not possible with this dungeon. Organics are hard to make and it's hard."

In Marquez's dungeon, a giant monster was raised outside the dungeon and the magic stone was collected, but isn't it necessary? What is that cheat dungeon?

"Don't you make a field? The dungeon master I know was leaving the fields to demons and making tea fields."

When I said that, Johan, who was writing the paper, stopped.

"Is it true that you leave the field to the demon ?! How did you do it?"

Johan heard as he dropped the paper stack of papers.

"Don't drop anything you put together. The field was made by a ghost demonic named Geist Taylor, who learned the field work and made it to the village."

Johann expressed his surprise by dropping the bundle of papers he had put together.

"Don't clutter."

"Because ... it's hard for a monster to have sociality, but how much should we use the skill to make it to the village?"

"Mr. Marquez wouldn't have been so skillful, just because the monsters on the island with dungeons were almost all large."

"It's a cheat to have a lot of organic matter!"

Perhaps the Arctic ecosystem might think so. Nothing goes so easy.

"But there's such a demon in the outside room. That's a dungeon monster, isn't it?"

"Everything is a container without a soul."

Is there anything that doesn't have a soul?

"What does it mean?"

"Even if you experiment with organic matter in a dungeon monster, it is difficult to maintain life activity if there is a mistake in the ratio or design. Therefore, those monsters are my failures. I'm sorry. "

"Is it alive if you say a failed work? Can't you use it anyway?"

"I'm going to the base one by one and replenishing the protein in the base. The polar group at the base will not be able to respond even if I go in large numbers. Instead, the seeds and the monsters of the insects I am studying Something could be bred here, so I'm letting Velociraptor steal it. ''

That little dinosaur monster seems to be Velociraptor.

"My research uses too much organic matter. I lost all of the monster corpses I collected when I was an adventurer, so what should I do now?"

I was having a party with Camilla and adventurers.

"Are you an adventurer to collect organic matter?"

"There are many other reasons, such as studying rare monsters, studying experience points, or building human relationships. But the most useful thing I think at this point was collecting dead monsters Maybe. "

It's hard to imagine that the hero of the light collects demonic corpses. In the RPG of the world before, the hero of light had an image of full of justice and shining in halo.

"I see, Camilla is worried."

I muttered in a whisper.

"Yes! Did Camilla say something about me?"

"No, no. I'm withdrawn, so take me out. Are you worried because you were a friend in the past? When was your last contact?"

"I've been in the dungeon since I came back to the Arctic, and I haven't heard very much ...

Johann said by himself, muttering, "I'm going to be like that ..."

"I also had a flare on Camilla ..."

He said lonely.

"To Camilla? Johan, you ..."

"Um, I didn't ask for your name."

"Oh, Naoki, Naoki Komuro."

"Has Naoki been married?"

"No, I haven't."

"Are you friends? How can I get married? I was an adventurer, and I proposed to my friends as well as elves, dwarfs, beastmen, human races, and even dragons that could use the magic of humanization. But as you can see, the bride might have really wanted to be an adventurer. "

dragon?

"Ah! Johan. Did you not propose to the light dragon?"

It is a dragon that we exterminated as a dragon master and became a dragon zombie on a dragon island.

"Eh? Do you know? The dragons made me a laugher?"

"No, the light dragon was a dragon zombie because Johan didn't properly stab him."

"Yeah! It's like I'm doing something like a light dragon. Nothing. Nothing. When I proposed, I laughed and hugged me from behind, so I shook away and fled. But I haven't seen her exactly. "

"Johan's level is too high if he normally thinks about it. The light dragon may have hit somewhere on the beat that Johan had shaken off. We had exterminated it. All demons were going to be zombies, and people were annihilated. "

"That's what I am!"

Johann prone and struck the floor and whispered, "I've been hurt, and it's like that."

"I'm a scum! If I'm alive, I'm going to be hurt by a woman and annoying someone. So I was withdrawn ... I wasn't even able to take responsibility, I just kept on withdrawing. It's better not to have such a hero!

Johan bit his tongue.

"Stupid!"

I beat Johan.

"What will you die! Did you think you could take responsibility for it!"

I hit some more.

"I can't help doing it. How to live and apologize to the victims! I understand!"

It's already bumpy.

"But I can't talk to women anymore ..."

Johann's deformed face said he was sad. My heart is broken because I'm too hungry.

What should I do? Do you want my employees to partner? No, it doesn't kill me. After all I have to ask a professional. Just whether you can come home.

"Johan, how did you come back to the Arctic after leaving the adventurer?"

"Well, I'm still a brave of light. I flew at the speed of light."

"Really?"

"No, on a sunny day you can cross the light reflected by the waves."

Can you do that? Convenient.

"Well, that's before that."

"Are you?"

I took out the communication bag and called out the employees.

"Bad, can you prepare a bath?"

"you see! 』

"After all! 』

Aisle and Versa's voice returned.

"President, bathtub is ready"

"Anytime please"

Seth and Melmo also return. Everyone seems to have expected. Well, our company has promised.

"Is it a bath?"

Johan asked.

"Oh, okay? No matter how smart your face, how smart and honest, no one is not clean."

With that said, I laughed.