Struggling Hard As The Lord Of A Castle In A Different World

"Are you sure you can't?

"It really doesn't work"

The next day, we were about to leave Ajito before dawn, on guard of the vigilante.

The members entering the pyramid, as I have already elected and Alan and the others have said, will have all the rarities from N to SR, including me, one by one, plus one frame. The breakdown lowers Nahal to normal by Rarity Down, making it a frame of N, employing Orion in the R frame, Freia in the HR frame, Sakya in the SR frame and Laylan in the Plus frame, aiming at a black pyramid attack in this member.

And I decided that Pharaoh would start to look at me when I was in the ground.

"Why don't you still take my concubine?

"Pharaoh, I know you're worried, but you're the most targeted, so just stay right here."

"That's right, it's Pharaoh. If it's a pyramid, I want this man to die."

Seto's the real deal. I'm talking about the leak. I guess you're daring to tell me this.

"You can't have a concubine sitting and waiting in this desert fateful battle. Besides, if you mean to be targeted... look, look."

Pharaoh, like Nahal, wears an eye-catching surreal bath on his head.

"How about this? I know who my concubine is."

"Shh, it's amazing. I don't know where Pharaoh went!

Nahal and his family's bathing cat raise their voices with Meemie to go looking for them in the direction of the day after tomorrow.

Like on purpose, is that done on purpose?

Is that or a junior who can read the air, who tries hard to lift a senior story?

"What do you say?

Pharaoh smiles happily when he takes a bath, but I crossed my arms.

"No!"

"Uggghhh. Don't let this concubine go to the festival! I want to go out to the festival! At the end of the day, I want to start with Pern!

Is it still a wild horse gutsy purpose?

If Pharaoh starts up with Pern, Seto and Nahal will have white eyes.

"O Pharaoh, let these men not be troubled forever. The demons in the neighborhood are being revitalized under his influence, not just by Apopis' hands."

"That's why the concubine"

"Pharaoh, I want you to hear me out. It is also the King's duty to believe in His Highness and wait."

Convinced by Seto and Nahal, Pharaoh finally pulled me back even as he brought a groan of "ugly".

"I was ready because..."

"I'm sorry. Good luck to Pharaoh's minute."

I saw tons of crackers and party goods in Pharaoh's prepared bags.

Are you all right, this king? Actually, don't you just want to make a scene?

Huh, exhale small, and Pharaoh turns to me.

"Oh, did you have a mirror? You remember the story of the concubine."

"Oh, you're talking about this mirror protecting you. I'm going to think of this as a pharaoh."

When I miss Ra's mirror, Pharaoh tells me to work hard and give me a light-handed ear punch.

"Find the box."

"Box?"

"Probably among the treasures taken. It's a gold box with eyeballs. It's the most important thing about a concubine, and you can't just give me that."

"Okay. I'll look for that too."

We said goodbye to Pharaoh and received lunch from Chloe until before the black pyramid.

In the cold desert, the morning is still cold. Moving forward the pyramid, there was just one man standing at the entrance to the dungeon.

In the silhouette, which grabbed on to its nearly two metres of giant body, it was clear who was standing.

"Muhan...... Daewoot"

A vigilante captain and a person who seems to be deeply connected to Apopis.

You've got the worst of him.

"Are these adventurers going into the dungeon early this morning?"

Muhan spreads his arms open to welcome. I can afford that strong face, and I don't feel as hostile as I was when you gave me the water.

"Normally, I'd like to give you one of my backups, but you've got company involved."

When he shifted his gaze from the bathroom to Nahal, who was wearing it from his head, he turned his gaze back on me with nothing more to say, even though he was found out.

Apparently, this man has found out everything.

No, if this guy is deeply connected to Apopis, is it natural that he's finding out? Besides, you wouldn't be waiting for us at this hour in the first place.

This one is on the verge of entering a combat posture, but Nahal stops it.

"He's the leader of a puppet manipulated by Apopis. It doesn't make sense where I knocked him down. It's more inconvenient to take him down and have the next leader."

Well, in the end, it's not like this guy is the main body, but the main body of the Apopis is in the basement of the pyramid.

Then should I ignore it? If this guy can honestly get me into the pyramid.

Seeing Nahar advised him, Muhan made a grin on his stern face.

"Huuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu I didn't know you would rely on such outsiders."

Muhan laughs down his forehead when the color of his eyes touches the bloody red.

"Nobody wants Pharaoh back. The people chose me. God in this city is now me."

Shut up, you evil god.

Nahar raised his voice of anger, but Muhan shrugged his shoulder when he told him to do it.

"I am protecting and guiding the people. What part of it is evil?

"How dare you manipulate the people of this city!

"Outside the heart. My ability to operate is not that powerful. The vigilantes depend on strong insinuations, but most other humans act on their own ideas. Just to the point of taking sides with the vigilante and not questioning my ways."

Muhan reopens what's wrong with it.

"I have money even if I don't rely on the adventurer thanks to the golden snake. Instead, you're the ones trying to crumble this peaceful city, aren't you? I'm trying to hold such an innocent adventurer in my arms and make him risk his life. Which one of us is really bad?

Muhan sends us a gaze to think about it.

"Adventurer, I don't know how you guys got screwed by Pharaoh, but I don't need sympathy for these guys. Being just eliminated because it's weak. Follow stronger things with the people. Talk about a stronger God just becoming ruler for the people"

"Accidentally attacking Pharaoh and keeping the golden snake..."

"Bad because you're weak! That's it! You lost a long time ago. A mere return to sand, just like weathered ruins and temples. Bad old days!

Muhan absurds his voice to Nahar, who argues.

"You know why Pharaoh really weakened, don't you? Golden snakes are not the only reason. That the hearts of the people have departed from Pharaoh. If they were truly admired by the people, Pharaoh would have been able to beat me without snakes with that faith in his power! But I couldn't! That is nothing more than because the people sought a stronger ruler!

"Ugh... Gu..."

Nahal leans down to repentance. No, I'm not sure I'm leaning down because I'm wearing a bath.

"The people wanted God to save their painful desert lives! Pharaoh was thought to be so by the people. I feel comfortable surrounded by treasures just for myself, but I need you to make our lives easier. Pharaoh doesn't have the power to save us. That's why I saved and led this city.... I ask again, which god this city needs is me (Apopis) or Pharaoh?

Nahal was sharply fingered and stepped back.

The fact that the hearts of the people are away from Pharaoh seems a fact that, from her, there is no denying it.

Nahal growls small, letting the cat and his tail get wet.

"Fuhahahahaha, the loser god"

"Hey, don't point it at people. Bad behavior."

I paid off the finger.

"Hmm, do you still want to hear this story?

"Ugh, I hate the theory the most that it's bad for a weak guy to be bullied. I'm pretty sure it's a bad decision for a guy to hit 100%."

"To outsiders, talk about this area (level) with understanding"

"Don't be silly. You're talking about the evil gods who think Pharaoh's struggling to uproot people and increase their followers."

"You…"

A blue muscle floats on Muhan's forehead.

"Listen to me now, you tell me I'm evil too"

"Naturally. Shall I tell you then? What the hell does a golden snake put on gold?

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If you connect the stories Donfly's been watching, yes, this bastard...

"You're catching the city guys and adventurers and turning them into money, aren't you? Besides, distribute it to amulets that manipulate people's minds. Manipulate people's hearts, subjugate them indirectly to themselves, and put people on gold if they run out of money. Make a daunting name for it in order to protect the people. Isn't that evil enough?"

"................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................... without knowing anything."

"Whatever the reason, can we turn people into money to fund the city? I'm an outsider, so I can tell you. When you spoil a human, that state becomes normal, and you don't realize the fact that you're benefiting. Anyone who doesn't realize what Pharaoh's been watching over people for without spoiling them will be fooled by scammers whispering their sweet words."

"I don't want to be a fraud."

Muhan pulled a martial bone song knife out of his waist and glanced at this one.

Doesn't that mean enough stars to piss you off?

"You can't be a good guy with the best balls of a geezer trying to offend the woman you caught on the spot. Pharaoh can't beat you. I'm going to tear down your dead book now, so be prepared."

Forget what I said earlier, I pointed my finger at Muhan.

"Ah, Captain, the Book of the Dead is a seal, so it's not a good idea to break it."

Nahal cautioned me, and I stayed in a cool pose and said, "Oh, really?," he says with a gaze.

"... go seal it in the Book of the Dead, so be prepared"

"You've reworded it."

"... reworded"

"I have reworded it."

"You suck at being cool, sir."

"Well, because it's bloom"

You can say whatever you want, these guys.

Muhan hits his frustrating gaze this way.

"Fine. This pyramid is also a replication of the white pyramid. Ask the grave guards how to attack, and they'll come to me."

You threw a weird, gentle tip at me. So that means there's some kind of trap.

We walked into the black pyramid, being escorted off by a frustrated Muhan.