The Cave King will live a Paradise Life -Becoming the strongest with the mining skill?-

"What's that noise? Something broke."

Ashton says Hynes is pointing his nose into the air.

"This smell... the smell of apples is spreading. I think I broke a glass of juice."

But Balpas looked anxious and came to me.

"... I think you should go and have a look."

I can tell the seriousness from that face. Not to create a gap for myself to escape. I'm sure I'm really worried about that man.

"Heinez, Ashton, take care of my brother. I'll go inside."

"Ha, be careful!

I entrusted the two of them with Balpas and headed to the warehouse.

As soon as I entered the warehouse, I heard anger.

"You! What do you want me to do to make His Highness drink what the filthy monster brought!

"I'm sorry! It's just that even if we drink, our bodies are fine! And it was delicious!

"Delicious? Are you still from the kingdom!?

A young man in a robe was scolding a middle-aged sailor.

Behind the young man is an orange face sitting on a chair, in front of which you can see a broken glass cup.

Did Oren break that she didn't want a monster drink?

If you look closely, there are about six other young men with similar robes.

Everyone has quite a bit of magic. I wonder if they are magical college people.

"Because of this, I hate ordinary people who don't learn! Your Highness!"

The young man looks back at Oren.

"If that's the case, I'd rather have it made by the Principality, which is still a human gift! I will demand heels! No, heel himself to His Highness."

"... shut up."

In response to Oren's flirtatious answer, the young man blurred his mouth.

"To...?

"Hah... I don't like apple juice. You don't even know that? It's sweet... it's sweet... and I have a headache when I drink it. It's frustrating. It looks like something."

"No, I'm sorry, Your Highness!

"Fine. Rather, you can't do magic when you don't notice the magic of the one right there."

The young man glanced at me and blushed his face.

"Hi, heel...."

"You're not going to tell me you're late to notice that magic before you do, are you? Well, I guess you're the one who doesn't notice in the first place. [M] I know. You were fooling my magic arm with tools and medicine to get me into college."

"That's not true....."

"Well, even if you can't use magic, you're a superior aristocrat, and you're going to be a good tool. Actually, I think I can use it this time."

Despite Oren's cold words, the young man immediately lowers his head deeply.

"Ah, thank you! It's an honor!"

"Now, please keep quiet for a while... Dark press"

That's how Oren pointed his open hand at the young man and tried to hold it tightly.

Young men fall on the spot without a voice.

The surrounding sailors looked at it and walked away from Oren with a frightening look.

Meanwhile, I was on my way to the young man with Yerevan.

I quickly cast healing magic on the young man.

Then Yerevan yelled at Oren.

"Hey, you! What the hell are you doing!?

"I'm so loud... I can hear you say nothing so loud. Heel. Any healing magic is useless to him. A portion of the neck bone was broken to pieces from the inside. If you break it, humans won't be able to move. Sometimes I jump like a fish."

Oren went to me to brag.

Indeed, my healing magic didn't work. The man is looking at me with a desperate look.

"You work for me...? How could you do this?

I knew he'd kill animals and monsters funny. But killing a human... and killing a fellow man is not a word.

Or maybe that's what I did in places I didn't know. From what I just said, it was like I had already done the same thing. Accurately destroying the inside of your body would be impossible without experience.

Oren answers without feeling bad.

"Why? That's because he wants to help me. [M] I don't care how you use it.

I'm your husband. I'm going to be king in the future. This much..... "

"Enough! I'm sick of talking about you! Next, do something you don't want to do..."

"Do you want to hit me again? Like old times?

Old events overwhelmed my mind.

It was years ago. I was stealing people's eyes and feeding a monster who had been seen in court. I don't know if it was really a monster now, but I remember you nostalgizing me for bowing.

I couldn't use my magic back then, and I couldn't heal the guy who could throw a stone at the spectator... so that's all I could do.

But one day, Oren learns about it. Oren was the owner of the monster.

However, contrary to my expectations, Oren told me that he would give me the monster.

I tried to hold the monster close to my chest ─ ─ but Oren, who was watching it, magically burned the monster right in front of me. The bones were shapeless and shattered.

I don't remember much after that. Even though I knew I couldn't win, I was certain that Oren had beaten me.

"That face... it's really nice"

Oren laughed at me provocatively and took the vial out of her chest.

"Do you know what this is?

There is something like white powder inside.

Just looking at the white powder doesn't usually tell what it is.

But I get it. This is what I'm going to show you. There's only one.

The white powder is the bones of a monster that Oren once burned in front of me. Definitely. The bones I buried in the grave, weeping.

This is probably the first time I've come to the island that I've had a color of anger on my face.

"... why do you have it? I must have buried it in my grave."

"I dug it up. Show me what a heel looks like!

Oren looked innocent.

It seemed very pleasant that I was angry. [M]

For a long time, when I get angry or sad, this guy makes my face smile.

"... give it back. It's not for you to have."

"Of course! That's why I'm here!... look!

Oren opened the lid of the vial.

The bones suddenly turned black.