When all the conversations ca to an end and it was ti to return, Faybi offered a bright smile and said she'd see tomorrow, while anxiously glancing at .
I wondered what more she had to say, and as I kept silent, Faybi carefully spoke up.
“Um, Lady. Was I of any help to you today?”
I chuckled softly, unable to hold back my amusent at her worried expression. I let out a few light laughs before answering her.
‘Of course.’
“I didn’t even sense the aura of the evil god! If the pathetic saintess didn’t help, then what am I?”
“...Ah, that’s not what I ant! Just... um.”
Seeing Faybi flustered, I could sense that she had changed significantly from the saintess I once knew.
In the ga, it was hard to find her flustered at all.
Was it because I was the apostle of the Divine? Or had she made mistakes she wouldn’t have made as the saintess in the ga?
Regardless, I didn’t dislike this version of Faybi. Her humanity was much more suitable for friendship than a saint who was detached from everything.
‘You were plenty of help, Faybi.’
“Quite a bit of help. For a pathetic saintess, that is.”
“...I’m glad to hear that.”
After Faybi cast aside her worries and left with a bright smile, the mont I was certain her footsteps were fading into the distance, I let out a loud cheer that echoed through the room.
A dungeon.
One that didn’t exist in the ga. One that existed only in this world. A unique dungeon created by a multitude of variables—one I had yet to conquer!
Previously, the old man had told to think of entering that mansion as conquering a dungeon, but now it had truly beco a dungeon conquest?!
Hehe. Hehehe.
I couldn’t help but let out a careless laugh.
A new dungeon, indeed.
What a sweet resonance it was.
Years had passed since the ga Soul Academy was released.
Having completed everything possible within it, I had spent days desperately trying to find ways to enjoy the ga. Now, I was finally being rewarded.
No, now wasn’t the ti to get carried away.
I needed to think about what to prepare to conquer that dungeon!
I pulled a blank notebook from the shelf and began jotting down various information I currently knew.
First and foremost, I had to establish the fact that the Barrow family had fallen into Nakrad's grasp.
When we visited, the Duke of Barrow claid that his illness had nearly recovered.
Assuming his illness had arisen from resisting the evil god's aura, his recovery would an he had been consud by the evil god’s influence.
If even the Duke had been devoured, there was no way the others would remain unscathed.
Well, still, I didn’t think Nakrad could fully control the entire Barrow family.
He had been swept away by throughout the first sester and had hardly done anything effective. There’s no way he has the strength to manipulate the entire Duke's household.
In most cases, his limit would probably be to trap them in an eternal nightmare. The number of people he could handle at once would be, at most, three to four knights, plus a few minions of the evil god.
Considering the knights would lack reason, I’d be able to manage on my own without issue.
I knew all the paths in the Barrow mansion by heart, so that wouldn’t be a problem.
I could counter the traps Nakrad would set, as they were all rather predictable.
Hmm. Ultimately, the problem would be the boss battle.
Thinking about the structure of the dungeons Nakrad creates, I envisioned how the boss battle would unfold.
First, he would appear as a mid-boss—the inferior prince.
He would show up first, followed by the fake boss—the Duke of Barrow. It would seem resolved, but in reality, there would be one more hidden stage.
That would be the battle against Nakrad himself.
I rembered all the strategies for conquering every dungeon in the ga Soul Academy.
While every dungeon has its characteristics, they can’t all be completely different.
The the of the dungeon. The creator of the dungeon. The one who will beco the boss. The very existence of the dungeon.
By incorporating this information, I could make a rough guess about how its structure would be.
Having organized everything that ca to mind in my notebook, I flipped to the next page to think about the various preparations I needed to make.
I had already stored most necessary items in my inventory before heading to the Barrow mansion, so there was no need to sweat the small stuff.
I only needed to consider the essentials.
First, enhancing my personal specs.
I needed to at least be able to stall the Duke of Barrow for ti.
And as for party mbers...
I couldn’t let anyone else join in the sacred task of conquering a new dungeon! If it wasn’t absolutely impossible, I should move alone as much as possible.
Now, for the items I needed to prepare.
First, I’d need a ans to detect the evil god’s magic.
I’d have to get my hands on a wedge to ensure Nakrad couldn’t escape.
And... as I started jotting down the necessary items, I quickly filled a page of the notebook.
As much as I wanted to gather all of this, it would take too long. The sooner I resolved this matter, the better.
Though I thought I should only select the absolutely necessary items, everything seed essential, and I found myself unable to stop writing.
Ugh. What should I give up?!!
‘What is it?’
‘Huh?’
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