In the original, Mu Elinas had only moved after Reed had been designated as the enemy of the world, so he didn’t think there was any need to worry about it yet.
However, I think I need to change my thinking a bit.
I let out a deep breath, which I couldn’t tell if it was a sigh or a deep breath.
I quietly confessed while watching the white breath spread across the world.
“It’s going to be a rough ride from now on.”
I resud moving.
Now there was only one gate left.
I encouraged myself that I would only have to endure the sa hardships for five days or so.
But guess what?
“......What is that?”
The last course was stairs.
“Ha.......”
The flat road led to a rather steep rocky mountain.
I wanted to deny reality, but no matter how I looked at it, the peak of this rocky mountain seed to be the end point.
Even the peak was hidden by clouds and couldn’t be seen. I ended up sobbing a little.
“Unryeong...... Isn’t that too much?” [‘Unryeong who builds the world’ says that this is all because ‘Architect of the Skyscraper of Trials’ encouraged that the final destination should be high.]
[‘Architect of the Skyscraper of Trials’ coughs and argues.]
[‘The Sarcastician who adjusts balance’ is satisfied with the difficulty of Hell Mode.] What can I do? I climbed the mountain, struggling.
There were base camps here and there in the middle of the mountain, so I climbed there for four days, eating, sleeping, and resting.
And when I finally reached the top.
“Gasp gasp... Huh, gasp... Oh, I’m dying.......”
The blizzard no longer raged. The sky at the top was clear and the ground was green and refreshing.
For a mont, I felt the moist grass and the scent, and I stretched out on the ground to rest.
I barely managed to catch my breath and turned my head to the side, and I could see the magnificent final gate in the distance.
... ... and the gatekeeper.
“.......”
It was a familiar voice.
A female spirit wearing a knight’s uniform was leaning against the gate with her arms crossed.
Blonde hair tied high and violet-colored eyes. It was a familiar face, but the feeling was different.
What I usually saw was a pale and transparent appearance that seed to pass even the wind.
But now, she was clearly revealing her presence.
I slowly sat up.
Clank, clank.
My long life as a prisoner was finally over. The handcuffs and shackles that had been shackling my wrists and ankles were released on their own.
I stood up straight facing the other person, free.
The person in front of was my instructor, teacher, and friend whom I had t again after 40 days.
“It’s been a while, Agnes.”
The corners of the beautiful lips drew long, refreshing curves.
For the first ti, her clear expression, which did not show the objects behind her, caught my eye.
I was staring at her as if I was slightly possessed.
‘Huk!’
Agnes’ new form suddenly disappeared from my sight. In the ti I closed and opened my eyes once, she had moved right in front of my nose.
‘I didn’t feel any movent at all... ... !’
However, that problem soon got better.
The next mont, my back and chest tightened.
A sweet scent wafted into my nose, and at the sa ti, a gentle voice fell into my ear.
“.......”
I couldn’t say anything because of the sadness.
It was a body soaked in sweat and dirt.
I couldn’t decide whether I should dare to hug Agnes with such dirty hands.
I was hesitating, my fingertips twitching for no reason.
The mont the gentle voice struck my ear once more, I burst into tears.
“Agnes......!”
I also hugged Agnes with all my might.
I dug into her arms, wanting to enjoy the touching warmth and touch for a long ti.
But.
“......Huh?”
Agnes suddenly grabbed my shoulders and pulled away. Then she spoke energetically.
... ... What did you say?
Clang!
Behind Agnes’s back, seven auror blades were created and spread out like fan ribs.
Before I knew it, the kindness and affection had faded from Agnes’ face.
The cold instructor looked down at and declared.
“Yes?”
The mont I asked back.
Kwakwakwang!
One auror blade stretched out and hit my foot.
The ti that Unryeong-nim has created?
It was a word that stimulated my brain. Suddenly, the explanation of this event dungeon ca to mind. - ‘Unryeong-nim who builds the world’ created it by pouring out probability and divinity to fulfill your long-cherished wish. My long-cherished wish that Unryeong-nim wanted to fulfill. That was... ... .
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I realized it only then, looking at the dazzling eyes of the 1st hit Hell Instructor.
From the beginning, the difficulty of this dungeon was Hell mode.✠At that mont, sowhere in the Demon World.
In the night sky, a lted purple crescent moon was scattering light.
The strange moon, which seed to be an abstract painting, told who the owner of the territory was.
This was the Chaos Kingdom, created in imitation of the Elfenheim Kingdom of the human world.
That was the Demon King's territory ruled by the Chaos Apocalypse, Avicinis.
The inside of the black temple, which seed to be made entirely of obsidian, was filled with an evil and gloomy air.
The stagnant air current warned to be careful even when breathing here.
The entire floor was covered in shallow water.
That was why I couldn't hide the sound of water splashing with every step I took.
“.......”
There was a being slowly crossing this place barefoot.
A beautiful girl with blond hair that turned mint-colored toward the end.
She was wearing gray ceremonial attire and a black sash hanging long from her neck and shoulders.
The highest-ranking attire that only the Apocalypse can wear hinted at her identity.
This girl was none other than the number one demon lord, Avicinis.
She stopped in the center and respectfully ◈ Nоvеlіgһт ◈ (Continue reading) knelt down, not caring that her clothes were getting wet.
The ornants on the staff she used as a staff shook and made a beautiful sound.
It was an extre example that took place in a place where no one was present. However, it was not aningless.
Swoosh!
The space swirled and created a gate.
A dense and oppressive feeling poured out from within.
Soon, a man stepped on the ground of the temple with a heavy and asured gait.
A handso man in black attire with long black hair. It was Reed.
“Hello, Chaos Evil.”
“Yes.”
The short reply was all Reed cared about. Reed walked past Avicinis as if ignoring her.
It was a noble coldness that would excite the demons.
Avicinis, who was already a fanatic apostle of Chaos Evil, was bound to be stimulated.
Her eyes were blue and her pupils were slits, which was rare for a demon.
But she did not act rashly.
‘Whew.’
With one deep breath, her mind cald down.
It was worth the long years of abstinence and self-restraint, waiting for the second coming of Chaos Evil.
Avicinis, who had gotten up, caught up with Reed’s steps.
“I will guide you to your residence.”
Since the entire Demon King's Territory declared itself a religious nation that served Chaos Evil, the power of Chaos Evil was most stably fused here.
Because of this advantage, Reed usually stayed in Avicinis' territory.
As they walked side by side, Avicinis asked Reed a question.
"May I ask where you've been?"
"I've been to the Sand Pit and the Last Judgnt Hall."
"...You t Carpeios and Inferinos."
"Yes."
Avicinis' eyes sank at the confession that this noble evil had t another Demon King besides himself.
However, he once again suppressed his desire for monopoly with his trained mind and body and opened his mouth.
"I know that Chaos Evil is plotting a grand sche. What role do you plan to play as the master of Sanarak and the rule-maker?"
After a mont of silence, Reed opened his mouth.
“I intend to use one for destruction and the other for salvation.”
“.......”
It was a completely incomprehensible statent.
As expected, it was hard for her, a follower, to guess the great evil’s sche.
Before she knew it, a huge door appeared at the end of the corridor.
Reed asked casually, almost before their destination.
“Is the festival being prepared without a hitch?”
“Ah...... you an Walpurgis Night?”
It was unbecoming of the number one demon lord to ask such an obvious question so clumsily.
Avicinis felt sorry for Reed’s narrowed eyes.
“There was a bit of a commotion, but it wasn’t enough to bother you.”
“If it really wasn’t sothing to bother you, you wouldn’t have said such a thing.”
In the end, Avicinis confessed the truth.
“The Marquis of Gibralte, who sponsors this festival, is on the verge of bankruptcy. He says that a human disguised as a demon has stolen all his assets.”
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