I! Cleaner!

OK.

After emerging from the reeds and looking at the white reeds in front of him, Leon couldn't help but nodded with satisfaction.

Although the field of view is not as good as flying directly, it is pretty good. At least there is no big problem in observing the environment.

"Stand up straighter!"

After patting the snow girl's head and unconsciously stroking her cool and slippery hair, Leon demanded:

"Don't swing around! Steady! And...turn half a circle to the left, and I'll see what's going on over there!"

"..."

Damn humans!

After hearing the command from above her head, the snow girl's face turned red with anger, so she had no choice but to hold on to Leon's two muddy thighs and turn half a circle to the left with some difficulty.

He actually sat on my head... Damn pervert! Curse you to fall to death when you get off me!

After abandoning the unnecessary reed sandals and finding a new, more useful mount, Leon rode on the shoulders of the gritted snow girl and began to observe the situation in the reed land with his naked eyes.

In this boundless desolate swamp, apart from the dark mud and pale reeds, there is no third color. The occasional small pools are also reflected in the purest black and white. color.

Still can't see anything...

After directing the snow girl on his crotch to turn around in a full circle, but still unable to find any abnormal parts, Leon's brows could not help but frown again.

It seems that the scope of this black and white swamp is much larger than I expected. Let alone finding Director Scorpio, just determining his location is an extremely difficult task... What should I do?

When Lyon was at a loss what to do, the damp and cold wind from the reed land, carrying the smell of earth and fluttering reed flowers, blew quickly and finely over the reeds and passed him.

As if he felt something was different, Leon's nose wrinkled slightly, and then he took a deep breath.

This wind... seems to smell a little bit wrong?

Relying on the senses brought by the 8-point infection value, which are far sharper than those of ordinary humans, Leon noticed something strange in the wind, and then reached out to put on his cuffs and called Youha out of the mirror world.

"You're still a dog after all, right?"

"Woof?"

"Here, smell the wind with your dog's nose and tell me what it smells like."

"Woof..."

After tapping the little dog's head, the little dog was lifted up by Leon. He twitched his pink little nose and sniffed hard against the wind. Then he was choked by the reed flowers that came with the wind and was hit several times. A little sneeze with a milky sound,

"Woof woof! Woof woof woof!"

Burnt taste? And a very subtle trace of blood?

After understanding the meaning of Youha's cry with the help of his shit shoveling officer badge, Leon couldn't help but squint his eyes slightly and discern the direction in which the wind was blowing. Then he said to the snow girl below him:

"You go to the right, there seems to be something over there."

right hand side……

Following Leon's instructions, she turned to her right hand side full of resentment. The Yuki-onna, who was dripping with sweat from exhaustion, couldn't help panting and asked:

"How far...how far do we have to walk in total?"

"With this kind of wind speed, the smell can't spread very far...so...about two or three kilometers, right?"

What? Two or three kilometers? !

First dragged out of the nightmare of the snowy mountain by Leon, and then crushed at the core of the nightmare, the Snow Girl, who lost the double bonus, is even weaker than the average human. If Leon was not considered strong, she would even They may not even be able to carry him.

Hearing that she had to carry him like this for two or three kilometers, Yuki-onna, who was expelled from the dream world by the Nightmare King and transferred to a mount, felt that her legs were weak and she almost fell to the ground.

Please, kill me quickly! You damn pervert! If I continue to live, I don’t know how I will be tortured by you!

"..."

It does seem a little inappropriate...she walks too slowly!

After feeling the snow girl's rather petty strides and the stability that made her sway three times with each step, Leon pondered for a moment, then rolled off her thin shoulders, and then stretched out his hand to pull on the snow girl's shocked eyes. Lifted up her skirt.

"You! What do you want to do?"

"Do nothing."

Under the snow girl's desperate resistance, Leon pulled off two strips of cloth from the hem of the white skirt, then wrapped the torn strips of cloth around his shoes and tried to step on the swamp under his feet.

Didn't sink.

It seems that as I thought, the snow girl is always dressed in white in the story, so the skirt she is wearing should be considered a part of the "Nightmare Messenger", which also has the ability to resist the rules of the nightmare world.

After confirming that his guess was feasible, Leon immediately turned around and squatted down slightly, facing away from the Yuki-onna who was retreating in panic, and directly ordered:

"you come up!"

"..."

"Hurry up! Don't wait! I'm in a hurry!"

"..."

Damn humans!

Ride my neck first! Tear my skirt off again! You even slapped me in the face! Simply unworthy of a man!

After scolding him in her heart with the cruelest curse words she knew, the snow girl, who was vaguely relieved, climbed up on Leon's back with a cold face with a fair face stained with some black mud. , two smooth calves wrapped around his waist viciously.

I'll strangle you to death!

"Lie down a little more!"

After lifting the Snow Girl on his back to a position that would not affect his running, Leon slightly bent his back and strode towards the direction where Young Ha smelled.

The situation afterwards was much better than Leon expected. Just after the man and the mount ran less than 800 meters, a huge bottomless tunnel was revealed from the cover of the tall reeds, and it slanted straight into the depths of the swamp.

This seems to be... some kind of giant creature drilled out?

After looking at the marks on the "ground" of the tunnel that looked like scales, Leon narrowed his eyes slightly, knowing that this should be the marks of the Swamp King Snake drilling out of the mud after passing through.

Yes, since it is a big snake, the swamp must not be able to bear its weight, so most of the Swamp King Snake's activities should be carried out underground. If Director Scorpio has collided with it, the battle should also be underground.

Standing beside the tunnel, after checking the tunnel that was partially crystallized by the high temperature and still had some residual heat, and smelling the "fresh" bloody smell, Leon immediately made a judgment.

Director Scorpio should have been here not long ago, fighting a big battle with the Swamp King Snake underground.

But since there is no sound at all now, and the Swamp King Snake, as the "landlord", did not come out after he "invaded" the wild reed land, they are likely to have left here and gone to another dream.

"Let me ask you."

After patting the tight thigh of the Snow Girl, Leon asked:

"How are these six layers of dreams distributed? Arranged from top to bottom, and then connected end to end?"

"Hmph!"

"If you hum again, I'll come down and let me ride you!"

"..."

Damn human!

Faced with the terrible threat of becoming a human mount again, the Snow Girl gritted her teeth, and then she had to tighten her delicate face and answered coldly:

"Yes! And the person you are looking for has probably killed the Swamp King Snake and went to the lower dream!"

Has he gone down yet?

After listening to the Snow Girl's answer, Leon thought for a moment, and then said:

"Well, let's go up! Take me to the upper dream!"

"???"