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You can't leave this space unless you can complete the game. In order to find it, I explored this temple and soon found the place I was looking for.

This is a dungeon, right?

At the back of the temple, there is a large door, and beyond it, a blue-colored stone passage that fills the view. It's a dungeon for all intents and purposes. In short, I guess I'm supposed to clear this one.

There's no way to get around it. As long as there is no way out and the rules require you to conquer this dungeon, I think you have no choice but to move on.

I put on my tonsure shoes and took out a knife from the sheath on my hip and held it in my left hand. You're going to be able to get a good deal more out of it than just a stick.

The cold air of the stone floor stimulates my skin with a tingling sensation, and I feel as if I've had cold water poured down my spine. This is the adventure I always dreamed of when I was a child. It's an adventure I gave up when I was branded incompetent by that revelation.

Before that revelation, I was forced to take over the Heinemann School of swordsmanship. But since I was a child, I have longed to be a hunter like my mother, not a swordsmanship dojo master.

So, during the revelation ceremony in the temple, I secretly wished for a gift that had nothing to do with swordsmanship. I hoped that if I did, Grandpa would allow me to become a hunter. But in the end, I was branded incompetent by a revelation, and I lost not only the hunter, but even the path of the sword I had been training so hard for.

That's probably why. The tension in my skin was making me feel inexplicably high.

I had to pay enough attention to my surroundings along the wall, but not neglect to look backward so that I could return to the ground quickly. That's the basis of dungeon exploration. Well, this is just the knowledge from the hunter's instruction book in my mother's room.

After a short distance along the blue stone pathway, we came to a crossroad. Which way should I go? Should we go straight ahead for the sake of clarity?

Huh?

As I stepped out, a creature crouched in the passage to my right, eating something, came into view, and my thoughts stopped completely for a moment.

A moment later, an intense pain runs through my entire body, as if a stake had been driven into my spine. A breath of air later, I recognize the bright red liquid spouting from my right arm like a fountain and what the creature is eating now, and I finally understand this situation.

That's right. What the locust-headed monster is eating is my right arm.

"Gihiyaaahhhh!

I was desperate. Screaming like a strangled rooster on the verge of being strangled, I run straight for the exit.

What had just been done to me?　Was he attacking you?　But you didn't see it at all?　What the hell is that monster anyway?　No, why am I doing this now in the first place?

I don't know. I don't know, but I'm just inexplicably scared and terrified of this situation!

I'm scared!　Scary!　I'm scared! 　I'm scared!　Scary!　Scary!

The maddening pain that had been there earlier was unnaturally gone, only the heat rampaging through my body and the mind-blowing fear that seemed to short-circuit my legs as fast as I could move them.

I don't really remember what happened next.

I'm walking through the wasteland in front of the temple.

Already in a daze, I threw myself into an eerily blue fountain and my consciousness was cut off with a thud.

I open my eyelids and see the sun shining brightly. I squint in the sunshine and look around.

I seem to be floating on my back in the blue water.

I crawl out of the water, whipping my lazy body into a fountain, feeling a little uncomfortable that my body is not sinking into it.

I'm in a daze, my head is not working properly. Why am I in this place now?　

When Mom called me to go to King's Landing, I talked to Lohse when we were camped out in a carriage for about a week, and when I crawled out of my tent to do my business, I ran into that red-haired man ..........

'----?!'

A series of nightmarish scenes that hit me flashed back to me one after another, and the blood disappeared from my body like a receding wave.

That's it!　That was it!　The beast drove me to this place, into the dungeon of the temple, and then that locust creature ate my right arm and I ran back--!　What about my right arm?

"My right arm is fine. ......

I let out a deep breath of relief that made me want to cry out and sit down on the ground with a flop.

Most likely, I was dreaming. If that was true, my right arm can't be safe. You're right. Maybe it was a dream. When I finally recovered my normal level of thought, I thought to myself.

It's the dress on my right arm: ......

Yes. Certainly not a scratch on the skin. But the clothes on his right arm were torn off from the base. And the stain around the torn clothing. It looks like blood glue at first glance. ......

The Elixir.

I was unconsciously muttering that word that suddenly came into my head.

That's right. If you think of it that way, it all makes sense. That's how it all makes sense.

The locust ripped off my right arm, I ran for my life and fell into this elixir fountain and lost consciousness. In other words, the reason my right arm is now in perfect health is because it was repaired by the elixir: .......

If the events in the dungeon beneath the temple are not a dream but all true, then I'm forced to proceed to that hellish place again.

'Don't be silly!　No!　I will not allow that to happen!

I couldn't recognize a single piece of that locust's movement. If it was my neck and not my arm that was severed by that thing, I was dead. It's just luck that I'm alive like this. It's just a coincidence that I'm alive.

No, that's not true yet. This is how my right arm is alive and well--

Trying to rouse himself somehow, he looks back towards the temple and a large amount of blood spattered on the ground fills his vision.

'Ha ha ......'

I see. It's true. I've always been like this. What I want is always rejected in the worst possible way.

I'm aware of a spontaneous dry laugh rising up against the tremendously thick and heavy gray wall that stands in my future. That voice gradually turns into a cry.

I cry out for the first time in years at the cruel fate of that very thing.

After crying so much, I finally calmed down and was able to think more calmly.

In any case, I can't defeat the locusts now. If I stepped in, I'd just be food for them. But the only way to get out of here is to clear that dungeon.

If I wait until morning, could Rosemary send a search party?　I'm not sure if those Rosemary's followers would obey my orders to explore. It's not just a matter of time before you're ready to go. In the first place, time inside and outside of this place has been suspended, and the process of tomorrow morning is not possible.

This is bad. I'm stuck in all directions. Anyway, I don't want to die in this place. Besides, there is still a possibility that the situation can be turned around. For example, I'm not the only one trapped in this space. If there's someone out there challenging the dungeon, if you wait here, you might be able to meet them.

In that case, securing water and food would be a top priority. In this regard, water is available because of this allegedly endless elixir. The problem is food.

I knew it: ......

I looked around, but there were no nuts, not even leaves, and no small animals. There were some caterpillar-like creatures in the shadows of rocks and stones, but they were very poisonous and inedible. Well, even if it wasn't poisonous, I wouldn't want to eat such a freaky thing.

Damn!　Not yet. Time in and out of here has come to a complete halt, and if I'm not old enough, I may not have a concept of hunger itself. Or it could be that the elixir will even restore me to a state of hunger. I'll just have to hang on to those for now.

In any case, actions that drain your energy are strictly prohibited.

I lie down on the ground and close my eyelids.