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Already aware of the inside story, Isiel was one step away, but Chelsea and the twins were scolded.

"Prediction is only for the goddess of time, and it's very rare, and it's great!"

"What does it look like?"

"It's not me. It turned up after I slept."

"Now the mystery is solved. I was wondering how you knew about the site in the O'Reillys area and bought it like a ghost. Don't you know what stock you're going to buy?"

Clayo envied the calmness of Chell, who was talking about stocks when he might die right away.

"No, my skills aren't that great. Of course it's not perfect. So, Arthur, is there anything you see about the "remembered world"?”

"Hey, I don't know what the vision is until it comes to me."

Clayo shook his head. Arthur's memory seemed to appear only in places where it was not necessary.

"Hoo, I get it. Well, I know something about the 'remembered world,' so listen up."

Clay told the children everything he knew about the 'Queen's Garden' dungeon.

Rachel last organized the contents.

"Okay. You want us to gather in front of the glass greenhouse, right?”

"I'll go in and meet you there, even if you don't mind. There are two greenhouses, but they're definitely small, you know? You mustn't go in until I arrive. And as Zebedee said, it'll be a river if it falls, so remember the magic. Keep the Ma Kwang-seok white out of the water."

"We need Ma Kwang-seok's white phosphorus and [fire] magic to attack the dungeon. I understand."

Like Chelsea, Isiel, who is memorizing the law school, nodded. Fortunately, Ma Gwang-seok Baek-rin was prepared for experiments at school, so I decided to take it.

"If you want to run a law school without a circle, you need to inject a lot of ether, so one of you can cover it. Stay inside and be prepared to raise Ether all the time."

"Yes, yes. The zero principle of the 'remembered world'. 'All the beasts can only be hurt by using ether.' I know better than you.

Clayo drooped his shoulders at Chell's attitude, which still has no tension.

The defense/shielding spell, which had been extended by injecting ether twice, began to cloud.

It was really time to go.

Clayo's face was covered with tiredness. Arthur, who would have slept much less than that, still had a lively and lively tongue.

"Oh, I wish I'd gone to sleep."

"Sullan is trying to take care of you before the story goes out. That's part of the plan."

"My second brother uses such a shallow trick that anyone can see. It's kind of honest.

"How many times have you been left behind by such honest numbers? What's happening right now is the crisis of life."

As soon as the shielding magic was turned off, knights of the Knights of Kruehl, wearing a black belt, flipped down the entrance to the barracks.

"Do I need more time to prepare?”

"No, just say hello to Professor Jebedi and we'll be in right away."

All four of them came out of the barracks ready. The articles urged Arthur and his colleagues as if they were worried that they would change their minds even now.

At that time, Rob and Jebedi, who strode along with their beard, made the two knights move away with their sharp eyes.

The magician, who was searching the robe's sleeve, handed Clayo a bracelet, and Chelsea and Isiel a pair of gantlets each.

"The mana stone ruby of the bracelet has magic in it. "The [Defence] magic is engraved on the mantle of gold sand."

Arthur, who was watching, grunted with a hateful smile.

"Professor, do you have anything for me? Why are you only giving them harnesses?"

"One long sword you're wearing will give you more power than these three things combined. Save yourself."

With Arthur's frivolous attitude, two of Cruel's knights took a step back and laughed.

They'll confide in Aslan exactly what they saw.

The youngest prince without a child, a child who doesn't know what the crisis is before me.

"You're so good at image making even at this moment. Yes, the main character is strong-willed.’

Before I knew it, the night was wearing out and the dawn was coming.

The gate of Manemoshin was hanging in a faint blue light, instead of the forest on the other side.

The ancient number "4" came up on the wall that was breaking and sparkled in gold.

Before I knew it, there were Aslan, the Duke of Krueel, the knights of Krueel, and the restless Swain around the door.

"Well, I'll be right back."

Arthur, who greeted lightly as if he were going somewhere, swung himself into the door. The ancient number on the door was reduced to three when the blue light surrounded the boy.

Chelsea and Isiel followed in succession, and Clayo closed his eyes tightly, taking steps that wouldn't fall.

I thought my body was floating like it was when the plane took off, but my eyes turned white under my eyelids.

"In the previous manuscript, the sorcerer didn't go into this! I never meant to get caught up in this! It's my fate!'

Poo-ha-ah!

Stretch, clack, clack!

Clay was floundering in the cold river. Just like when I first came to this world, thoughts of Oman passed by at an incredibly fast pace.

Swimming or whatever, while passing through the door, my brain felt dizzy as if it had been a mess, so I couldn't control myself. He drank so much water that he could not even utter a simple statement. I was suffocated.

At that time, a strong force grabbed the collar of the coat and pulled Clayo to the surface.

Whoo-ah-ah-ah!

"Cough, click, click!"

"Get a hold of yourself, Ray. It's not deep here."

Listening to a familiar voice, I suddenly came to my senses. Then, I finally got my legs tired.

Arthur was right.

The water was only as deep as Clayo's chin. Arthur was so tall that his head sprang up.

"Right? Let's get out now."

"Uh...thank you."

Clayo was embarrassed that he almost drowned in such shallow water.

"Say hi later. They said my lips are black. If I hadn't come, you'd have drowned before you could see the beast."

Frustrated, Clayo turned his horse in the other direction.

"Have you seen her or Isiel?”

"I could only see your puddles.”

"It must have fallen to the other side.”

Maybe it was me, too.

Regardless of the order of entry into the 'remembered world', the number of visitors was divided into two or three groups and dropped randomly.

"I'd be with him if it were, but now that it's like this, I'm going to have to stick with him. Whoo.'

"It's a good thing we divided the roles, divided the materials, and arranged a meeting place, as Ray said.”

"Yes, never forget your kindness."

"What shall we do you think so.

When it came ashore, the front was the entrance to a garden of low shrubs.

I felt like looking back after stepping on a shallow embankment.

Beyond the murky stream of the river was a complete vacuum.

The space is empty without any color because it is neither white nor index, bright or dark.

The sky inside the boundary was a navy evening and the son-in-law was gently darkened.

This was the 'remembered world.'

At the same time, a familiar string was scattered before Clayo's eyes.

[Remembered World: The Queen's Garden]

A piece of construction that the broken jewel of the goddess Menemoshin coalesced.

- Stop 'Master Clock' to stop repeating history. If time is lost, space is dismantled.

CAUTION: All elements will be reset to the start state when the time-out is over.]]

[-Time Remaining / Timeout:

23:59:45 / 24:00:00]

Like Clayo, Arthur, who was staring at a spot in the air, gave a low exclamation.

The string was not a 'promise' message. It must have been a common message for all visitors.

"Is this the word? It's more mysterious than magic."

"Yeah."

"I thought it was just like the forest of Albion, so it wasn't much different from our world, but it's really different."

In its long history, Dungeon's message was called 'speech.'

Arthur beckoned in the air a couple of times to see the message of the dungeon for the first time. The handwriting will not be disturbed at all.

That's the same with the message of "Promise.

Fortunately, it's not another dungeon. It's 'Queen's Garden' just like the old manuscript.’

Clayo breathed a sigh of relief as he was nervous about falling into a place he never knew.

All developments have accelerated, but the setting of the 'remembered world' did not seem to have changed much.

Indeed, it would be difficult to change such a characteristic idea.

'All these 'remembered worlds' had a 'master clock' that kept the world's time synchronization alive, and we had to stop it so we could go out the door.'

It was cold when I relaxed.

The temperature inside the dungeon was a little cool, but the whole body trembled with cold water.

Clay quickly opened the field to dry himself and Arthur's clothes. Fortunately, the backpack was waterproof, so it only needed to be scanned.

After I dried up, I felt the warmth of the harness bracelet Jebedi gave me. Light warmth spread gently from the wrist.

Arthur grinned as he was looking around for the clothes that quickly became soft.

"Oh, I can't believe you've done me such a favor. Only a wizard with a lot of ether sensitivity can do that."

Clayo hit the back of Arthur's head in disgust at his antics.

"If you're sick, there's no one to fight with. I'll break the clock, you lead the way. To be honest, I never wanted to come into a place like this if it wasn't for the dead."

"Yes, it's a dangerous place from the start for a weakling who's always reeling from the wind?"

"I'm not kidding. Don't relax! Defend me, my shield!"

The defense wizard kicked off in the fast-paced field of Clayo.

Tudu-tudu-tudu-tudu-tudu!

Whispering! Whispering-!

Thud!

Low shrubs of shrubs encountered the golden hemisphere of Ether.

At the same time, a message window came to mind.

River shrub

—classification: the number of deaths

—Level: 3]

The level of the beast was from 1 to 8. There was not much difference from the ether level, and if the level was right, it was not difficult to deal with.

"If it's level three, it's going to be a gum for Arthur.’

Shortly after the basic message window shone, the gold color of the "promise" turned around, and spread far and wide, hovering as if pointing to the high leaves of the shrub in front of several meters.

What's wrong with this?’

Clayo could soon recall a passage from the old manuscript. The shrubs of the river were cluster-like and perished only when the golden-leaved head was cut off.

Late turned on and became more certain. A strong ether reaction was felt in the place where the promise was delivered. Mana Stone, the core of the beast, is embedded there.

"You can give Arthur some bonus information, not me. Why are you making things difficult? He's the one who always does things that don't make sense."

Anyway, Masu seemed to appear just like the last manuscript in his memory. It was a good thing.

'…let's think well. If it weren't for the manuscript, I would have had to grab this kind of junk at my level.’

"Come on, find me a gold leaf! That's the head of the game!"

From the top, from the bottom, the rushing branches were the ones that wound through the flesh of men. Each one of them was weak, but the number was numerous, so they quickly fell victim to their arms and legs and arms.

The trees and leaves that were trying to dig inside for Clay and Arthur were broken by a barrier.

The shrubs along the river led into one.

The leaves of the tree had already flooded overhead, surrounding Clayo's field.

Standing at the boundary of the magic, Arthur flicked the branches tightly around him. It was a light gesture.

Although Begg's black blade was a wide two-hand sod, Arthur, who was good at ether, could wield the sword with one hand.

The branches cut off by the sword scattered grotesquely and returned to the ashes.

"It was just like a shrub, and it was all a beast!”

"It's time to appreciate it!"

"You have to appreciate it to find the big bread."

"So, did you find the gold leaf?"

"Three o'clock. The last one, the highest branch! I just have to knock that down, right?”

Arthur winked as if asking for consent, but of course nothing was seen in Clayo's eyes.

Dry branches gathered together to make a noise. In the distance, there was a place where ethers clumped together and grew, but it was hard to specify.

"Oh, that's a real beastly sight.’

Clayo quickly turned on "Tardiness" while controlling his expression. As Arthur said, in the distance in the dark, a golden leaves the size of two coins were shaking like flies.

"Yes! If you cut him off, the first gate between the river and the garden will be gone!"

"Leave it to me."

The sharp sword of Begg had ether in it, and the ripples carved on the day were covered with gold.

Arthur, who grabbed the hilt, lowered himself to take a leap. Then he jumped up at a tremendous speed.

"Go, Arthurmon!"

Arthur went in one direction, cutting the branches off relentlessly as if they were grabbing his ankle.

In fact, it was a gateway for Clayo to pass alone.

There was nothing to take out the window of Achilles. Although it has not been used properly yet, it was only possible to wipe out the number of shrubbery by burning it with the designed fire of an angel.

But he didn't, and waited for Arthur to cut the beast.

"Sullan is wrong. The ultimate reward of the 'remembered world' is not mana stone or harness.'

The biggest reward for the dungeon was its dramatic rise in performance.

"In the dungeon, even if you swing a knife a few dozen times, you'll be as good as you've been out there hundreds of times.’

It was perfect if Arthur realized it. I was going to give you a tip, but I quit.

According to the manuscript, that part was the key to self-awareness and understanding. It is hard to improve one's skills without realizing it."

'It sounds like you're catching a cloud of Ether's grace, but since you're the main character, find out exactly what it is.'

The magic that slowly formed the defensive wall began to cloud.

Arthur jumped into the middle of the branches, but he could see the bright blackness of the sun through the long cracks of the branches.

While timing whether to inject another ether into the shield, the entire dismal branches surrounding Clayo were ash in one fell swoop.

Puthsus-

Arthur, who held the sword beyond the fluttering ashes, looked back.

He had a smiling face.

This adventure, the moment you don't have to hide your strength, is a look of joy.

At the same time, Clayo was able to get a glimpse of the message from the dungeon that came to Arthur.

[Common Skill: 'True of Habitability' is expressed.

- spot a light-facing sword in the darkest isolation.]