“…….”
“Mo-monster, you say? I misspoke. Please…!”
“…….”
Reed merely watched with an emotionless face. He neither reached out to grab nor kicked to push them in; he simply observed.
A moment later, after Count Naugen was sucked in with a scream, Reed finally muttered to himself.
“You all, why are you so consistent?”
The tiresome disillusionment did not deepen. Because a presence that drew his attention had appeared.
He looked up. Beyond the dozens of ceilings, he felt the energy of the one being who held a unique meaning for him.
Reed became a little pleased. It was time to watch the disaster from the observatory with her.
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The locations where the simultaneous dungeon syncs occurred were as follows:
The central square, including the middle and lower floors of the magic tower.
The slums where the marginalized gathered.
And finally…
“A place where those who have disqualifying reasons to…
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