...

The dim tones are twisting and overlapping.

She calmly stepped across the maze-like steps.

I came to a gate inside the castle.

Outside the gate is a spacious hall that is almost like a temple.

Several stone-like crows live on the overly high cross dome.

The velvet door decoration on the door is as dazzling as blood.

Not far away.

It is a burning pot of charcoal fire.

A faint warmth came from the brazier.

To a certain extent, the coldness of the castle was dispelled.

She just stared quietly.

Then I knew that this charcoal fire was a strange thing that would never go out.

now.

A ragged barbarian warrior was sitting next to the charcoal fire in frustration.

He was holding two pieces of "exquisite cheese" in his hand and was chewing his head down.

Accompanied by eating.

And the warmth from the charcoal fire.

The power of the barbarian warrior seems to be recovering little by little.

She did not act rashly.

Just staring at him quietly.

The barbarian warrior finished the cheese.

The depression faded a lot.

He patted his belly.

Take out the "sewing needle" and "wistling stone" again.

I barely had to do some repairs on my ragged equipment.

Finish all this.

He was stunned for a while again.

After a moment.

The barbarian warrior stood up with confidence.

...

"Haha, at most, just memorize the board a few more times!"

"How could there be a boss that cannot be beaten?"

"This time it will definitely be successful!"

He said optimistically to himself.

She tilted her head.

A little doubt appeared in his eyes.

Very soon.

The barbarian warrior left the charcoal brazier.

He came to the tightly sealed gate with his head held high.

Immediately afterwards.

He roared with great momentum.

After stacking 10 layers of "ancestor power" unique to the barbarians.

He knocked open the door desperately.

Then he carried a mottled axe and rushed in.

“It’s very energetic…”

She thought to herself.

It can be after 3 minutes.

The door slowly closed.

Next to the charcoal fire.

A white light flashed.

A depressed savage warrior reappears!

He sat down.

Start eating cheese slowly.

...

But this time.

He only felt a piece of cheese.

After eating cheese.

It was probably because I was not full.

He fumbled in his backpack for a while.

It's been a long time.

He took out a large outrageous strawberry from his bag.

Looking at the tempting red strawberry.

A struggling expression appeared on the face of the barbarian warrior.

final.

He still stuffed the strawberry into his mouth and started chewing it.

Same as before.

With the warmth of cheese, strawberries and charcoal fire.

The power of the barbarian warrior is recovering little by little.

Not long after.

The sound of whetstones sounded in the hall.

...

"What a strange nightmare."

"Did Roger be a savage?"

"And then transformed into a human martial artist?"

In the hall.

Curiosity and confusion flashed in the bright eyes of the Queen of the Sea Snake.

"It may also be a drama directed and acted by Veran."

"Things like heart nightmare."

"It cannot be generalized."

She thought so in her mind.

"But no matter what, the barbarian Roger in front of him must be the key to breaking the deadlock."

"I hope he is not as unfriendly as I did at that time..."

Recalling those memories of the girlhood.

A hint of unnatural flashed in her eyes.

For her.

That is a long time memory.

But those memories were engraved in her bones like a brand.
To be continued...