Foreigner with Dark Hair in Another World

- He's a prick!!

Shortly thereafter, I was able to find the fourth skeleton mage. Skeleton Mazzie, who was beaten to death by us, tried to scream, but she couldn't scream because she didn't have a vocal cord, but she was sad.

We gathered four friendships and shattered the Skeleton Wizard. I was delighted to have four canes, and above all, I was bored and stressed out.

It was a bit of a celebration, to say the least.

"You can go back now, right? Hmph... How much is all this?"

"From tin glasses to staff to ancient accessories. I'm gonna touch the big money, yeah."

The placenta of the ancient accessories seemed to be just a piece of junk, but only a tin cup and a cane could be sold for a total of 10 silver. I honestly don't expect accessories.

"There are also two daggers and Mick's teeth. The Imp's horns are dumb."

The dagger is taken from the body of another adventurer, and the horn of the Imp is removed earlier. My body was heavy, but this would be the weight of my purse. I grabbed Bural, ripped him open and suppressed the urge to roar. I was so happy.

Elise carries a staff on Meria's back. I feel like a quadrilateral wizard robber. I felt the force on my shoulders.

"Then let's go back. Sister Elise, is the number of saved maps sufficient?"

"Yes? Saved? What are you talking about?"

"No, I'm just kidding. Now that I'm back, it's time for Elise's map to shine."

"Leave it to me if that's the case."

Elise, who opened the map, walked out. We followed with a smile. There was nothing like a raid on the way back to kill monsters. Welcoming us was just the graves of Skeletons that had already been destroyed.

I came back up to the basement third floor. That courtesy was where huge rooms and waterways, such as the church chapel, were connected.

"Oh, my brother, you're so full of white bones."

On the other side, the body of the adventurer we had apprehended was there. If there's a bit of a difference, all the flesh points are gone. Then someone came and ate it all.

"Doesn't that happen all of a sudden?"

I thought about it, too.

"Now that I've cleansed it myself, it won't happen."

"Well, I guess so."

However, unlike Elise's messy map, the group safely exits the third floor and climbs to the second floor. What the hell did you find out?? I asked because I didn't know.

Of course, why is the map such a dick, do you recognize it so well?? I didn't ask. I was a little slack and polite.

"I've been trained like that."

"Training?"

"Because if I die and a pagan can exploit the map, the map is making sure that no one recognizes it as much as possible."

My mouth was open. No, Sister Lesser?

What kind of religious group is the Light Fame Cross? It was not an exaggeration to hear what you were doing and what you were saying.

"That, that's what it means! I'm so sorry I didn't think I could draw!"

"What... what did you think? But it's true that you can't actually draw. Still, I'm a little distracted."

"Damn it!! You're a snob!!"

I hit my mouth three times with an intolerable palm of my hand. I can't believe I hurt her!

"Huhu. Stop."

Elise smiled small on my ride.

"You're crazy."

"Oh, well."

I was a little embarrassed that Copson mentioned it.

After walking in a relaxed atmosphere because of the absence of monsters, I finally reached the ground floor I missed. That big hall. Somehow, I was mistaken for a very long time in this dungeon. I think it actually worked a little.

"Let's go up quickly, uhh. Somehow I'm tired."

"I did that kind of heavy labor, but of course I'm fucking tired. I want to go wash up and sleep fast too."

I tried to get to the sunny ground. Then I heard a man speaking from the stairs going up to the ground. Are you other adventurers? Once you have the right tension, you climb the stairs.

"No?"

Other adventurers were hit. He was a middle-aged adventurer with a hot beard. We paused in the middle of the stairs. He looked at us and asked.

"Are you coming from inside?"

"Yes, sir?"

I answered with vague anxiety.

Groups didn't notice, but I don't basically trust the tribes that are adventurers. Because if they are profitable when they look around, it's not surprising to immerse one person in water.

I know it well because I can.

"Staff? Four of the same staff? Did they all find it inside?"

A middle-aged adventurer looks at our group and draws out topics about the cane.

"Right. Maybe it's a dungeon. There's a lot of stuff sleeping around. I want you to go downstairs and get your share."

I responded appropriately and went up past him. Behind him were two other ugly looking ladies. There are more of us. This reassures me. I summoned my group with a desperate heart.

"Come on, let's go up. I want to wash up quickly."

"So am I."

That's how we've crossed paths, and nothing unpleasant has happened. It's finally the ground.

- The sun is shining!

The sun was already floating in the middle of the sky when I came out. The rising sun brightened the world. While in the dungeon, I relied solely on lantern light and received sunlight, so I felt like vitamin D was soaring.

But at noon?

"What, it's midday? Didn't we come in this morning?"

"I guess I was in one more day with the shrimp."

"Oh, I see."

Seeing as he was greedy and slaughtering skeletons, he seemed to have stayed up all night.

It was in about 30 hours. I think I've been feeling a little over ten days, but I think I'm mistaken. I've been in the dark for a long time, so the notion of time might get a little dizzy.

"Somehow, I'm so tired."

Is it a logarithm you don't sleep in a day? I'm used to spending the night. But in the bright, there was a dark circle under the eyes of Meriado Copson and Elise Islands. Everyone seemed so fucking tired.

I want to go to bed fast.

"Hmm... the view outside is intact."

"It's only been a day."

The surroundings of the dungeon entrance were the same when we came in. Neglected camps all over the place. Are you sure you left all this behind? Or maybe they're still exploring inside the dungeon.

Or if it's not, they're all inside.

I'm sure you haven't searched the inside. It was hard to imagine that Skeletons would have a bunch of dead idiots. And then I saw a body.

"A tent is money. Shall we take that too?"

"I heard something. It's someone else's stuff."

"No, I'm joking."

Elise, who was about to release the tent, clashed with me. I was not joking at all, and I said it sincerely, but I was so frightened by the sharp exchanges.

"But how do I get back?"

Then Meria looked around and said,

"Huh? Wait a minute, I think the wagon..."

Wasn't the wagon on your side? Does that mean you have to walk all the way to the city...? I look at Elise with a frightened face. Elise opens her mouth boldly.

"Then I didn't think I'd come back. I think we should walk."

"I'm going crazy and I'm going short."

So we went through the jungle zone again in the middle of the day. When I got here, I came by wagon all the way to the jungle zone, so I had to cross the jungle again to get out.

"Mom, this is so fucking hot."

"I'd rather be cool inside the dungeon."

"Ah. I'm so sweaty."

I cut off ten young plants that had grown so fertilely that I felt like I was sweating all over me. It was hot and humid. The inside of the dungeon was so cool that it felt good every time the wind blew, but now it's just so damn hot.

I finally got out of the jungle zone, so there was no wagon there.

I was visibly desperate.

"I don't really have a wagon."

"So you think that wagon would have waited for us?"

"No, fuck you."

"I think I'm gonna be damned. I don't understand what the Barbarians think."

It took me a few hours by wagon to get to the city after the sun ran out. I'm going to lose my life. This is insane.

"I'm leaving."

Elise said in an emotional tone. I didn't even feel any hatred for walking from now on.

We walked on the plains with our faces turned to dirt. I thought I'd walk from here to Isvant, so I thought I'd cry. No, it was already coming out.

I shed tears behind my back. Meria looked back at me.

"Cat, are you crying?"

"Uh, all of a sudden, I'm fucking crying. I have an idea of home."

"Heh.. Is that what you think when you look at the plains because you were a nomad? Sometimes I feel the same way every time I see a place similar to my hometown."

"No, Fint's a little different."

I usually cry when I get tired.

I took a real long walk. The sun grew weary, but as the sun went down, the temperature was at least as good. At the end of the day, the city's walls began to be visible from afar until the day was completely dark.

"I never thought I'd be able to rewrite a lantern."

It is a world without streetlights. When the sun goes down, the world is completely submerged in darkness. Copson set the lantern on fire again because the surroundings were too dark. I still have a lantern, so it's really convenient.

"It's too late."

"Yes, the glottis is closed."

Upon arriving at the gate, the high gate was firmly closed and did not know that it would open. The gates will never open again until the sun sets again the next day. I couldn't get into the city, so I had to go homeless today.

"Well, sometimes it's a picnic to go home."

"What are you talking about? Are these the testimonies of the Babarians?"

"Kind of. Let's get ready for homelessness."

We flattened our seats well in front of the walls and laid leaves on them. And I gathered the trees and made a bonfire.

"Oh, I'm fucking hungry."

After preparing adequately, each of them took out something to eat. I roasted a little on the campfire and made it warm. And fell asleep. I didn't have to stand in front of the wall.