Glutton Berserker ~The One That Exceeds The Concept Of Levels~

The accommodation taught by the guards was large enough to accommodate the travellers together. Even from a distance, you can feel the size of it.

I'll take the other traveler's wave and go inside.

"This is amazing..."

A lot of shops are set up together and everything is going to be all set without having to go outside. It would be a consideration for this, as it imposes restrictions on the movement of strangers in this city.

An employee of the facility calls out when he is choking while carrying a sleeping mine.

"Are you staying?

"Yes, two."

"Yes, I did. Okay, come here."

Follow after employees, admiring polite customer service. And I saw a big central staircase.

The lodging area was blown out of the center, and a staircase was set up there so that it could go upstairs. If you look up from below, there are countless rooms.

"Watch your step. Your room is on the third floor."

"You have a fair number of rooms from here. How many are there?

"This accommodation has up to five floors and 500 rooms on each floor. Together we have 2500 rooms."

A 2500 room is a roll. Even in Wangdu, there was no accommodation with more rooms. Big, about 1,000 rooms.

"Everyone who visits for the first time will be amazed. Because this city is proud of its accommodation. As I'm sure you've noticed, there are restrictions on movement in this city for people coming from elsewhere. For this reason, it operates as a temporary accommodation for travellers, pedestrians, etc."

"Is that all you do to keep the city from wandering around and being evil?

The employee nods slowly, clouding his words.

"But this accommodation is your freedom. You may also possess your weapon."

"That helps. If the weapon is taken away, it will be naked."

Some people would be angry if suddenly they were banned from even possessing weapons in an unknown city they visited in order to stay in an inn.

If sleeping Mine gets the black axe taken away, I have a feeling I'm going to run out of bees. I still don't know how strong the Anger Skill Holder is, but I don't think I can just go wild. I'm relieved to be allowed to possess a weapon.

When you climb the stairs and come to the front of the room, the employee tells you what to do.

"Customers, you look like samurai to see your gear. If so, why don't they do a sandman hunt and go? There's a lot of money coming out of the city."

This is a boat crossing! I'm just starting to get hungry with my bulimia skills.

"Please, tell me. I'm hungry... no, I just wanted to make a buck."

"I appreciate that even here. Sandman is active this time of year, so the samurai in the city alone can't get around to it. That's why we're calling in samurai from the outside."

So you want to borrow the cat's hand, too?

I go into the room with my employees to get more information. Then, put Mine to bed and put the black axe against the wall.

The room, not so big, had a simple table and two chairs, so I sit there and ask them to tell me a lot about Sandman.

Sandman says he is in the desert, which has gone east of the city.

It's a demon living only in the desert, so I thought I could leave it alone, but I had reason to stick to the crusade.

They say this demon is going to desert the greens around us to expand their habitat. If we don't deal with anything, we keep expanding the desert more and more.

There are forests and vast agricultural lands nearby that serve as a source of water, and if they are deserted, people living in the territory will not be able to live.

Somehow I was asking, but the Sandman hunt was also a dead and alive issue for the residents. So when this employee finds out we're samurai too, he's probably been recommending the Sandman hunt.

I'll admit it in two replies. Sandman is nocturnal, so we're going to go to the desert soon.

"Sandman has a red core in the sand figure. Break that, or you can knock it down if you put a crack in it. When you die, the color of the core changes from red to blue. You will be redeemed for cash if you take that core to an exchange in your facility. Well, thank you."

The employee bowed his head and left the room.

Well, I'm going to the desert... what am I going to do with this bursting mine? If I leave without saying anything, I'm going to be angry, and if I can't wake you up, I'm going to be angry at this again. I feel that way.

I don't have a choice. Let's leave a note. I write down that I go to the desert east of the city and hunt for Sandman. And look at Mine's serene sleeping face... and the devil will give it away.

With a pen in one hand, write three cat beards on both her cheeks carefully and firmly. Isn't that quite complete? It suits me well.

Come on, while the big cat's asleep, let's work on the Sandman hunt.

The Black Sword Grid in my hand comes through my "Reading Mind" skill.

'Faith, the one who knows no fear. You do that to Mine, and I don't care what happens later.'

"Hey, as much as graffiti on your face, that's a big deal."

Going to the desert, it will be just at night by the time we get there. Yes, if you're in the territory of the Holy Knight, if you fight too flashy, you might be caught in the wrong conspicuous and troublesome. It is wiser to hide your identity as much as possible.

Then it's that turn. After leaving Wang Du, remove the mask from the bag, which has the capability of inhibiting recognition, which has not been used for a long time.

Once in the desert, I'll put on my mask and hunt for Sandman in full swing. Then should I also wear a black coat? Plus, if you turn Black Sword Grid into Black Sickle...... This is impeccable everywhere you put it out anymore, Richie can do it. Well, I can't get that far.

But I think it's time to lose the Demon Ritchie setup.

It's not like my double life when I was a servant in Wang Du anymore. Right... do you want to keep it with Mukuro, the samurai in the mask? Now, eating demons in the desert won't find out it's me.

All you have to do is keep the core of the Sandman that you present at the exchange to the ten that will be the Hate cap, and it will be perfect.

That's what Gried tells me.

'I hope so...'

"Don't say ominous things from the start."

I whispered to Mine, who was resting, "I'm coming" and left the room.

As I went down the stairs, some of the samurai were getting geared up and gathering in the hall just like me. Probably a sandman hunting party. The number of people gradually increased, by twenty. Seems like a pretty big hunt.

Be careful not to bowl with them. I don't want to be disturbed by a corner meal.

It's been a long time, and I want to try to hunt freely as I please.

Hmm? I don't know why it drives me so much...... I have a bad feeling, I use the black sword like a mirror and when I look into my eyes...... my right eye is still dyed red. I was half-starved.

"Oh my goodness... they're taking my other eye"

'Faith, you are too flushed by your bulimia skills. You'd better know to endure a little. Right...... in this Sandman hunt, fight while maintaining a critical state of semi starvation. By doing so, you should develop the art of fighting bulimia skills'

Gried said it seemed easy, but the desire that resembled an instinct to rule over me from within me is very hard to resist. So much so that I mistake it for my own once in a while.

But we have to do it. I need to gain the strength to resist little by little... of which... everything is swallowed up. I know that best myself.

"If you don't find a place in you where you can face your bulimic skills properly, in the not-too-distant future, you won't be able to live as you."

Greed's words are heavy on me.