Maouyome

127 Lost people at the bottom of the valley

My life has been saved.

But it doesn't matter if I follow what you say or not.

Deepest? I have to go.

There's a lot of danger. Why should I go there when I know I'm waiting for you?

I firmly reject it.

You don't have to head to the deepest part of the valley to get out of this valley bottom for now or you can go home.

Wise men would help anyway. I wish they would take me up there.

Cut rock walls are unlikely to climb no matter how much you look up.

I have no choice but to find a place to get out and walk out along the creek that flows through the valley bottom with tyrosis.

If you walk along the stream, you'll probably be connected somewhere, and maybe there's a place you can crawl up from the bottom of the valley.

Unless the destination you arrived at over a whole day is the end of the line.

Ugh!

Nah... bye... that!

I can't believe there are no slices of rock walls in the way, and even more creek destinations dive into the ground from beneath the big rock.

Impossible......

I ended up wasting two days all the way back to where I was, and now I'm the feather of walking out upstream.

I can't get out of the valley bottom.

I can't get out.

You're lying, seriously, are you serious...

What if this, even going upstream, is a dead end?

Fortunately, neither Trent nor the Labyrinth Troll have been encountered in the last two days. I have a sense that I have fallen quite a bit high, so I don't think it's surprising, but it also makes me anxious that I won't meet anything.

Can we go back to the cliff, me?

The sky that looks up is deep everywhere, blue.

Speaking of frogs in the well, does the ocean know only the blue of the sky, even if you don't?

……

I want to eat Gohan.

I'm magically avoiding starvation, but I can't get rid of the fact that I'm hungry.

The fact that the only vanilla soup I've spoken of in the last three days is the vanilla soup that Mr. Orolena gave me.

... Is Mr. Orolena safe?

The demon kings must be worried too.

Hungry, head upstream along the creek down the valley bottom.

Fluffy eyeballs, flaemon state.

In the meantime, I want to eat Gohan.

Now Trent or Labyrinth Troll, I'm confident that if I show up in front of him, I'll stick around.

... Trent is a tree, right?

Wouldn't it bear fruit?

Is it sweet, sour......

Hope it's sweet......

Keep walking with aspirations on your stupid delusions.

He returns to me and depresses me violently.

"No, don't eat it, demon fruit..."

Gah.

Anything that magically aids is tiring.

Conscious that he was overtired, he stomped on the spot and leaned back from his back to his rocky skin.

"Tired - less hallucinations -"

An irreplaceable view.

circumstance that never gets better.

What the hell happened to this?

I'm pretty sure the cause is that sexually wicked sage.

I kind of care about the chills all over the place.

─ ─ I want to protect my loved ones.

The deepest sage, Ivanaga.

What the hell did that mean?

Though I think he's a twisted, dignified, selfish, forceful person, I don't even think he's that bad.

I do have it because you helped me, but that feeling of mercy that makes me look unexpected is kind of impressive and bothering me.

My love.... those guys.

The silhouette behind the robe, which seemed chilli, did not appear in human form.

Either that or it seemed like it was in the form of a beastly nose tip. It's like some kind of cat animal......

When I say cat beast, all I can think of is a tiger, but it was also different from the shape of the tip of the nose of the buckwheat.

...... hmm.

I can't figure out who I am.

If you say you can't figure out who you are, who is that naked macho, too? I feel like I was hitting each other with a flaming snake with my whole body muscles raised.

I know I'm not the only one, but I don't even like to get to know you.

... and naked.

I don't want to get close if I can.

... It's a forest that's just weird, isn't it?

……

... Sam.

In my head, I feel like the keywords that were separate connected and I return them to me.

Labyrinth.

... I think he did say that.

─ ─ The forest has been labyrinthine over the years.

─ ─ You didn't expect me to meet a labyrinth troll here. Is it also the labyrinth of the Dark Goddess nearby?

One was a wise man and one was Mr. Orolena.

I also think he said that demons born in the labyrinth are fixed on each one.

Maybe, maybe. This' End of the Forest 'itself is becoming the labyrinth of the Dark Goddess?

Like the underground labyrinth at Demon King's Castle?

That's stupid......

……

But maybe. I guess that's what it is.

Labyrinth of the Dark Goddess. Labyrinth Troll.... Flaming Snake.

Certain places labyrinth over the years?

... Why?

Is that the case?

When I was in the village, I heard you say that the labyrinth was born one day suddenly with its mouth open.

Some professions specialize in exploring and crushing the fresh-born labyrinth because it is dangerous to have a labyrinth near people?

Labyrinth of the forest.

Come to think of it, that's the first phenomenon I've ever heard of.

Why does the forest labyrinth?

Because there's something labyrinthine the woods?

... Where?

……

"'Kagutschi' sealed in the deepest part?

Wow.

I don't know what to say,... Wow.

My head gets even heavier in addition to my hunger.

What the hell......

How dangerous the hell is this place, the deepest part?

I definitely don't want to get anywhere like that.

Does it come close?

If the woods are labyrinthine, we have to expose them from the woods.

You shouldn't have come, this is the place.

Ok, and get up again in the mood.

There's very little I can tell at the moment.

Whatever that sage was thinking about, I can't do anything without crawling up from the bottom of this valley for now.

I walk upstream, entrusted with a desire.

Please, I hope the rock wall is broken......

Keep walking flirtatious with hunger and anxiety.

flirtatious and indifferent.

Who told you to be good?

... Isn't it something good?

No, you can't.

I can't even turn my head around well.

It's all about reducing harassment, Conch Show.

There's no sign that the rock walls are going to climb at all, or even smell like some delicious Gohan.

... Probably close to the limit, me too.

Especially the smelly hallucinations are vivid.

As we approach one step at a time, we become stronger and stronger.

At first it was slightly aromatic, but it seemed to smell like a gradual boiling and cooking smell, and I realize it smelled like some kind of vanilla.

Uh, I want to eat... Vanilla grill.

I like chicken thighs the best, but I don't like to throw away river fish either.

I want to eat guts and guts with a piece of sauce in my mouth.

Damn......

Yodale is about to spill.

Even hallucinations catch me......

Rrrrrrrrrr.

Ruru.

... Want to?

He quickened his legs to be led by the smell, and a cabin stood ahead of him that he had reached.

I didn't get out of the bottom of the valley at some point.

At the bottom of the valley, surrounded by high rock walls, there is a cabin.

I doubt my own eyes for a moment, but for sure.

... the cabin.

The smell of deliciousness was drifting from the cabin.

"Not hallucinating..., wasn't there?

Why is there a cabin like this?

Someone might be making it up to say it smells delicious. Who is this place...?

There was only one emotion that took up more of my mind than any other, although the boiling questions were endless.

Because of that emotion, my thoughts are foggy.

That is.... joy.

"It's food. Ahhhhhh!

Run to the cabin with all your might, build momentum and open the door.

No figures were found in the cabin and a few warm dishes were arranged on a small table in the middle of the room.

I'm sorry.

I can't contain myself.

Plus, it's my favorite chicken thigh vanilla grill.

There's no way I can keep it down.

The moment I locked the target on my vision, I silently hit a vanilla grill on the table.

……

... delicious.

Soft, well-lit meat overflows the gravy in his cheeks and is chewed a thousand times. The tingling spiciness and fragrant irritation join hands amicably with the fat of the meat to wash it with a for-love waltz.

Eating is great.

The joy of life lies in food!

... so it might be an excuse for me to be distracted by my first meal in three days and to be delayed in realizing the impending killer behind it.

Suddenly I was delayed in responding to the killing that stood up violently.

Hold the chicken with both hands and look back with a rash.

The Lord of Killer gave himself up and approached him from below where he had become a blind spot.

... yabba. I can't avoid it.

The flat palms of both hands trying to grab hold of each other loom much closer to the present.

My hands are blocked, I have a table behind me and I can't even get a distance.

Guh, the moment I decided to be ready.

I was eagled with both breasts in my stretched hands.

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