Chapter 75: B000 lecture On Dungeons And Contracts
When Oliver opened his eyes, he was t with the obviously angry face of the Skull, enlarged before him.
> "Died! Did you just say die? What is the difference between your current state and dying? You fool! To think that you would actually attempt a Night Trial on Identity even before you were ready."
It rushed forward and slamd into Oliver's head.
Ouch!
"Hey! What was that for?" Even though Oliver said this, he too was secretly worried about his condition. What happened to him within the Night Trial was sothing he had never experienced before. The fact that he could see and talk felt like a miracle—and a privilege that he had been taking for granted since the day of his birth.
Just the mory of that place—no—the feeling of it, sent shivers down his spine. It was nothing like the first Night Trial, and gave him a similar feeling to that ti he had not slept early and suffered his family mbers eating his body.
He tried to compose his still-racing heart as he patted down his body for either a missing limb or the like. It would seem he was kicked out from the Night Trial as a result of the ti limit. Thank heavens it did when it did.
Fortunately, all seed very fine to him. If all was fine, then what was the Skull nagging him about?
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