Strange Grief Wants to Retire ~ The Weakest Hunter’s Hero Dream

The most... important thing?

Unexpectedly frowns at overly tyrannical demands. No such request was made last time. The long fox surface that appears has a thin grin.

It's called the Phantom of Fried Oil, apparently the Phantom of this Treasure Hall is evolving.

I feel the beat of a clinging cruz. But I was comfortable because of the treasure.

The most important thing… that is, of course, the life of Luke and the others. But they are not in this treasure house.

You read my mind, the fox side says in a serene voice.

"Oh, of course, of all the things I can give you right now. At the end of the day it does not include one's own life. This is a fair deal."

Reminds me of the last time. I didn't know this was the [Lost Inn] last time. Naturally, I didn't even know the characteristics of the phantom.

Fox surfaces appeared in front of our eyes, unintentionally lost and noisy at the signs of the excessively isolated Mana Materials.

'We entered our realm. It's been years since people entered - uninvited guests, no matter what the circumstances, lost. But if you want to apologize for lying down right now, let's give forgiveness.

I was the only one who could move.

There are individual differences in the amount of absorption, accumulation, and rate of escape of mana materials.

The height can also be described as the qualities of the strong, but at the same time indicates that the influence from Mana Materials is significant. With my talent empty, I just felt a little sick taking this ultra-high concentration of Mana Materials. By analogy, I'm a monkey.

I wasn't comfortable at the time, but as the phantom put it, I didn't hesitate to decide on a magnificent dungeon. It was forgiven.

It was a moment when I realized the usefulness of my apology skills. And I've had a little fun bowing my head since then. [M] (And Lucia punched me in the middle of something extra neat)

The encounter with [Lost Inn] affected me immensely. It is also because of this treasure house that I was able to resist fear. Well, now that I'm comfortable, it doesn't matter about resistance or anything.

I can't resist. You have no chance of winning. What are you gonna take away from me?

The phantom in front of me said his life was an exception.

Then the next important person - hello, emperor? Are you going to take the Emperor's life?

Now you won't forgive me in the dugout? My earthbound skills today are not what they were then. The earliest art has been reached. Even though it's a level where you can decorate the door paintings...

If the fox surface reaches out, it approaches the distance it reaches. The arm rises slowly.

Unexpectedly take a step back. As soon as that fingertip tried to touch me, the movement of the fox surface stopped perfectly.

Keep it up, step back as if it were a reflex.

Thin lips open. The voice that came out of it was terribly upset.

………… Ahhh...... is that it? Could it be that you... are not your uncritical brother?

"... no"

I feel like I'm in a crisis. Well, I'm comfortable now, so I'm comfortable, but I'm aware that it's a pinch. I wonder if you would forgive me in the dungeon......

The fox face is in a panic for some reason. Check left and right, bring the empty fox surface of the hole closer together, and do something that looks seriously at my face. Cruz is grabbing my back. [M]

"No, no, no, huh? Why are you here? It's empty, isn't it? Not even a hundred years have passed since then."

"... yeah yeah, right"

"How did you get here? We're flying at high speeds! Makes sense... I don't know what it means"

That's what I want to hear. Last time, I thought maybe you guys were spying on us, not me. As the carriage flies through the stone in the aisle.

But I can't complain. They are transcendents. I just sit down if I have to.

Apparently, they remember me. Maybe you'll forgive me if I apologize. The fox face raised a pitiful trembling voice with its head to me, holding my hand tightly.

"Damn, how, I snuck in! My mother said, 'You'll never encounter me again while I'm alive'! Just in case, I said I changed places in the sky where people wouldn't get in..."

..................... Huh?

§

God is Almighty. Therefore, he is bound by his own words. It is the word of Citrie.

The God of this treasure hall is due to manifestation by Mana Material, but maybe that's what God is all about. Speaking of which, lie or truth, he said that the alien god who once rooted for the Level 10 Treasure Palace - [Star Temple], which existed on the ruins of the Imperial Capital - also limited his own power by his own words, thus losing to the ancestors of Ark.

Go deepest in the lead of your crisis-faced brother. There were many fox faces staring at this side of the hallway, but they didn't come because of guidance.

[Lost Inn] was, as always, a true inn-like interior. Fine wooden pillars on wooden floors. The interior, mainly Zhu and Bai, reminds me of a shrine that was somewhere in the eastern capital. Maybe he's from over there.

A fox-sided brother, who seems to be quite at the top of the phantom of this treasure hall, tells friendly.

"I've told you many times, I'm intrigued by humans. I rarely come here. Only your uncritical brother has come twice. The sense of crisis has made my sister love fried oil. I stopped asking for an apology."

The fried kid behind me was unresponsive as if to take him. But apparently the wound has healed already.

"We are fair and just. If you don't seek death, you won't die. It is unintentional and does not attack. The new America that Mr. Crisis killed - I didn't know it was on my own. You didn't really understand the human language either, did you?

I don't think I understand human language either.

Or was that, like, dead? Isn't this the first time I've killed a phantom?

I blame you a little... Well, it's like self-destruction, so I just want you to look at it a lot.

What preceded the guide was a huge vermilion door. Apparently, the structure of the inn is... different from the last time I came here.

Cruz, who followed him in silence, leaks a loud whimper and sits back. You look like you're dying.

I said as if the fox side of the crisis was frightened.

"This is normal. Mr. Crisis, what's going on with your head?

"Me too... I'm almost ready."

Comfortable, but treasure is not suppressing thoughts. I was always ready to sit down.

After that, I want you to stop calling me Mr. Crisis. But I'm in a weak position, so I can't hold onto it.

"Cruz waits outside. 'Cause I'm gonna tell you a story."

The powerful phantom consists of an extremely strong Mana Material. Even though I'm dying just for coming in front of the door, if I actually face to face, Cruz might be able to figure it out.

I was the only one comfortable. I think everyone should be equipped with a "perfect vacation" for a comfortable vacation. Valuables, though.

Cruz looks up at me constantly breathing. Are you going to throw up now, or are you getting tears on the edge of your eyes?

"Don't worry, I'll just talk to you for a second. We'll figure it out."

When you get here at the earliest possible time, it is the frontier of giving up. I just do what I can because my breath disappears. [M]

If there's no sense of crisis, they took it. I want to hang out in this place. I've made up my mind. I'll definitely be around when I get home alive.

Brother on the fox side opens the door. Once I took a deep breath, I walked toward the alien God.

§ § §

At that moment, Cruz was convinced of his own death. What I could feel through that door was so powerful a mana material that I had to be sure.

It's too different from the treasure halls we've attacked so far. It seems a lie that I despaired the moment the first phantom appeared.

Level 8 + Treasure Hall says it is a demonic realm.

Exactly, the enemy is God. The world itself. The rules themselves.

The flesh refused to move. Instinct had given up on living. If you stay alert, you're going to vomit, and you can't move a step.

Understood. A vessel called Cruz Argen has been filled with Mana Materials.

Mana Material Tolerance is improved by the growth of the person. This situation has never been experienced for Cruz, who has grown on a slightly more certain footing so far.

Over time, the grower should also expand, but even if it did, it would fill up quickly in this place.

But in the meantime, Yowaningen hadn't changed one complexion.

Yowaningen is weak. If you get used to it to some extent, you can break through the Mana Materials you hold in your possession. At least, Yowaningen's Mana Materials should have been less than Cruz.

But in fact, this is how Cruz nods, and Yowaningen goes flat across the door.

I can't even imagine how many vessels on earth would make that possible for Cruz.

But I'm sure this is level eight - the out-of-the-way zone.

Even level eight, I didn't think I could make it home very alive. I couldn't even imagine how much the monster lurking behind this door was a substitute.

But for some reason, Cruz had a strange certainty.

Yowaningen is - I'm sure he'll be back.

The long fox surface left in front of the door laughed quietly and said to Cruz, who even struggled to move one finger.

"Don't worry. Your uncritical brother follows the rules abhorrently. Normal spiritual man, you should rather worry about yourself."