Black Haired King

"... Huh... Huh... Huh"

I sit on the edge of the aisle with my back on guard. Put the bag made of gratney worm skin on the side. While it was dark and almost invisible, and I couldn't see the passage pointing to the light indicating the exit, I was walking extensively.

It's been 7 days since I came out of Gratney Worm's belly...... no, was it 8 days? The first two days or so I counted by the senses, but from the middle of the day it became obscure rather than the other way around in battle or something. Time to rest is falling apart.

Guru ~

... Do you dare to eat something? I take the meat out of the skin bag of the Gratney Worm I put on my side. What meat was this?... Oh, yeah. It's the flesh of the ants that were nesting inside the large passage this Gratney Worm went on.

I don't know your name, but you show up in this aisle sometimes. The passages in the ground that Gratney Worm has made proper progress have become a unique maze, in which yet other warcraft nest.

Apart from ants, there were bird-based warcraft digging for brown goblins and dirt, even though the earth dragons and insect systems were usually green, of course. I haven't managed to eat because of them.

Although it is ironic that Gratney Worm can survive thanks to the appropriately opened passage.

Regarding drinking water, thanks to the Warcraft, it was also helpful. Among the ants were the ones with honey, and the goblins seemed to need water, storing water that stained the ground.

It was enough that I didn't think I would be able to drink it normally, but I couldn't say anything about the current situation where my life was at stake. I've never done this before, but I managed to drink it using the rough business of strengthening my stomach.

At a time like this, I really resent the fact that you have dark hair. It would have been different if you had at least one fire attribute, water attribute, or at least some kind of attribute.

... Well, if I mourn that now, it doesn't change the outcome, so I try not to think about it. Because of that, I've put myself into swordsmanship.

Meat is unlikely if it is meant to be, but it is eaten raw. The reason is because, as I told you earlier, the fire cannot be used and there is nothing that can be burned. He didn't have the talent to start a fire on me.

I strengthen my stomach and force myself to pour in even when I eat meat. Taste doesn't matter anymore. Whether it tastes bad or hard, I need to eat what I can. Because I don't know when I won't be able to eat it.

"... ugh. Seriously."

Still, the unsavory ones taste bad. Not as bad as before, but it tastes nauseous enough. I manage to swallow all my teeth. I couldn't have eaten the first one without ant nectar. I still treasure it as one of the few moistures.

I knew humans wouldn't appreciate their normal lives if they didn't get into this situation. The food I usually eat casually, the water I drink casually. You can't take this kind of thing for granted. I feel smudged.

"Phew, your belly is filled."

An ant the size of my hips on one. The meat was there too, so my belly was filled enough. Thank you to these ants, too. Thanks to the unsavory meat and ant nectar, I don't have to die. Well, I won't forgive you if we meet.

Well, what do we do from here? I kept walking these past few days thinking I could pull it out, but in the dark, I can tell when I climb, but I don't know if it's straight, bent, up, down, if it's a normal path.

Then even if we try to follow the goblins and the ants, only then can we go inside and up because we run into the warcraft feeding on them.

The Warcraft on the weak cannibals have no choice but to defeat me because when they look at me, and it's rare to go outside, so they don't know.

I couldn't guess because of that. I've just been walking around the long aisle for the past few days...

"You can't keep doing this."

Now I realize. I had to get out of here quickly, and I thought I was walking thoughtfully, but I got into this situation too unplanned. I can't, I need to fix this personality. If you think so, you're running straight ahead, me.

"Sure... here's what happened?

I release my magic around thin and wide, remembering my master's words. In my old training, my master said he could tell where I was, whether I was meditating on my eyes or blindfolded.

I had him blindfolded to try it out, but he couldn't touch a finger even though he couldn't see it. The master says he knows where the other person is at the sign, but he made it better known by magic. Sure it was the 'realm'?

He said it would be difficult if you weren't good at handling magic, but maybe now you can. Thin, wide, thin, wide... I don't know, but I think I know the shape of the neighborhood... maybe. About 10 meters radius is my limit now. Then even if I try to stretch ahead, it will be misty and I can't feel it.

That's pretty hard. Besides, I can't move because they keep me conscious. Because if it moves, it will be misty. If I wanted to walk, I'd say 3 meters radius. A meter would be a good place if I were to use it for combat like a master.

But thanks to this, I saw the light. I should have noticed sooner though. Well, I was in a hurry because of the sudden, so let's just say... Only real bad luck is strong, me.

"In the meantime, your first goal is to get out on the ground."