Okami Wa Nemuranai

8

Recan returned to the tenth and eleventh levels of stairs.

Many adventurers here were resting with their hips down here and there. I passed by wondering what I was doing, but speaking of which, I've never seen a warcraft on a staircase. Maybe the stairs are a safe place.

I lowered my back to a place without people.

Among the "Storage", there is a treasure ball with the addition of Warcraft. Either way I'm going to try to see if this treasure ball works in this world, but now that I'm hungry anyway, that means I've gone down the stairs where I seem to rest for now.

From the storage, Lekan took out the food he had bought when he was walking around the town of Voca. It's all sunny. The water was also removed.

And I started eating.

How long have you been in the labyrinth?

In the original world, even in the midst of wonders and labyrinths, I knew to some extent the passage of time. In the labyrinth, the sun doesn't set, it doesn't rise, and the seasons don't shift, so that's a pure intuition, but that intuition turned out pretty good.

But the labyrinth of this world was my first experience, and it was just a little floating, so I can't grasp the passing of time. A day in this world in the first place is probably just a little longer than a day in the original world. So even more intuition doesn't work.

From the way I was hungry, it seemed like a whole day or more. But it doesn't mean a whole two days. It feels like half a day and a little bit, but given the number of times I've been thirsty and drank water, half a day would be over.

In my mind, it's only been two days, and I'll count it. Half a day is enough to get back to earth from here without fighting the Warcraft. We have to get to Voca in the next ten days, so we can dive three more days.

Rekan doesn't get to be fun about it.

9

Lecan doesn't know his parents' names or faces.

I don't even know if there's a time we spent together.

My childhood memories are vague and confusing.

Speaking of what I remember, it was something I was scared of being yelled at quietly and it hurt to be kicked.

And I was always hungry.

Eventually he was put in an orphanage in the temple.

The goddesses and nuns who would take care of the orphans were called the "Mother of Mercy," but they were terribly harsh, outspoken, and not even a little gentle.

The Mother of Mercy taught us that all human beings are, once and for all, God's cousins and that all human beings are equal before God.

But neither the temple nor the orphanage were equal. People interacted, there was a fine sequence, too much, there was exploitation and bullying, and the value of children was valued for whether they could sell high.

Long after, I learned that the temple and orphanage were a lot of categories, but I didn't like the orphanage at the time.

But think about it, he was given a place to live and food to eat, and even told me to read and write. And they taught me that this world is a tough place. That's why I was able to survive after that, and in that sense, maybe I was still the [Mother of Mercy].

When I learned to read and write all the way through, I got out of the orphanage. And I starved to death. He miraculously survived in a fluttering labyrinth and got only a tiny bit of money. It was the first gold I had in my hand.

Luck went on several times, and Lecan didn't die. And I caught something like this living in the labyrinth. Humans continued to see us badly, but the labyrinth kept Lecan alive.

In the meantime, Lecan noticed. God's equality lies precisely in the labyrinth. The labyrinth is harsh, but not unfair. Maybe God connected fairness and fairness that could not be achieved in a man's world by creating a labyrinth.

When was that? In the labyrinth, he defeated an unusual colored raven. I was hungry, so I baked and ate in the labyrinth.

It was incredibly good.

Later, I learned that it was a rare species of warcraft and that the meat would be bought at a price that would surprise me as a luxury ingredient.

Still, I don't know any better food than that.

Eventually, as Lecan grew stronger, the labyrinth gave me all things.

The Labyrinth also laid the foundation for Lecan to live in the outside world. As always, in the world of men there were lies, betrayals and malice, but the labyrinth gave me the power to defeat all of them.

Further, when Lecan gained strength, even the nobles and the great merchants began to pay tribute to Lecan. I bowed my head and begged Lecan for help. If he joined the war as a mercenary, he was also allowed to speak on an equal footing with a general in his capacity.

The Labyrinth is arguably the true "Mother of Mercy" for Lekan.

So it didn't make me happy that the labyrinth of the other world accepted me.

On that day Lekan had a happy dream.

10

Lecan grabbed the hand he tried to slip into his chest.

When I opened my right eye softly, a man with a wrinkly, bearded face, stunned and fearful on his face, was staring down at Lecan's face.

The other adventurers are with their companions, but this man was alone, fluttering and changing his place.

Recan had grasped those things in his consciousness, which was awake only a part of him. And as the man snuck up on Lecan and snuck out to his chest, he grabbed the man's wrist with his defensive instincts and his sleeping consciousness awakened.

Lekan visioned what he would do after that.

If you put your strength into the right hand where you held the man's hand, the man's wrist would be crushed with a blush.

Lecan will shoot through the face of the screaming man with his back fist.

An attenuated blow, but the man's jaw will be crushed. I can't eat anymore. I mean, I can't live.

Will the man have a potion? He won't be there.

To get the potion, a man has to sell himself off.

Men are tortured until they die as slaves.

Having visioned that far, Rekan tried to squeeze the man's wrist, as he had remembered in his heart.

But I stopped.

Because I didn't want to put the first sleep of the other world labyrinth in the blood of a man.

Lecan closed his right eye and let go of the man's hand.

The man left somewhere.

Lecan had a happy dream going on.