Scop Scopper Scoppest with Demon Eye King

There was now light in the space of endless darkness.

As if he had jumped into a starry sky full of heaven, particles of light stood up from as far as he could see, up, down, right and left.

Fantastic and beautiful, but somewhere in the scenery where you can see the crops, just silently carve the walk.

One step, another, as scratching the particles of light.

I'm eager to move my legs, but I'm not aiming for anything else.

Just somehow, when I realized it, I was walking, so I just kept walking.

I don't even know how much time I'm walking.

I feel like I'm walking long as forever, and I feel like I'm just starting to walk.

Walking silently and tirelessly, with time, purpose and everything obscure, he realized that he had stopped on his feet at some point, even though he didn't remember doing so.

When I twisted my neck without knowing why, there stood, in front of me, a bright black giant who looked familiar.

The giant was pointing a pocky empty cavity in the middle of his face at this one to resent him.

- What the hell?

I spoke to him unintentionally, but he has nothing to answer.

It's just zippy, it's just coming at me with a pocky, empty darkness.

We've been staring at each other like that for a while, but eventually the giant turns his back on this one and walks away with it.

Where do you think - the walking giant disappeared to be swallowed by the particles of light, blinded for a moment by its blindness.

When his vision returned, there was no more appearance of a giant, and the particles of light that had filled his surroundings began to flow towards one side or the other, as if he had finished his service.

Through everlasting darkness, not above, not below, not to the right, not to the left. Such, towards a place that is neither, the light flows in as it winds a vortex.

The world follows not ahead, but in the back.

I remember a book I used to read that said that.

Then is it behind it that this light is pouring in?

I thought of that, staring at the vortex the meteor group shapes.

I wonder what's behind that vortex.

As I cared, I gazed into my eyes trying to peek in there,

And...

I felt an eye contact with Nanica, who was in the back.

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Blurry eyelids opened.

I feel like I was dreaming of something, but I can't really remember.

Somehow, it doesn't feel refreshing to remember and not remember, but dreams could be like that.

I wonder where I am more than that.

There's a lot of clutter around the gaze to confirm it. That was the only room I had.

Or the room...... is it?

Well, even if you call this a room, it's like a garbage mansion.

- Are you finally awake?

As I searched my surroundings as I fell asleep, the door to the room opened and I was called out.

The Lord of the Voice is a man of sight. It's Grandma Agate, the master of the magician's shop.

I see, this seems to be my grandmother's shop. If you ask me, this filth looks familiar.

"If you wake up, just go home. It's almost past closing time."

With that said, Grandma sat next to the bed I was sleeping in, pulling a chair.

"... be nice to the injured."

"What is an injured man? The injury will be healed at last. You're just a sleeper."

I look at my left arm when I'm told.

My left arm should have been snapped by a cyclops, but there's no sign of it. It works normally, and it doesn't hurt. The same goes for other wounds. You should have been full of creativity, but now you can say you're feeling good. My body is just a little heavy, but I know that's not due to injury or physical condition.

"In the first place, why am I here?... or why he's alive."

"You thank the kid. I didn't see it in person, but if that kid hadn't used the potion right away, you wouldn't be in the world by now."

Potion? Yeah, speaking of which, I left it without using one.

Did you save me because of that?

"Rulier got me this far?

"No, it was Rael's boy who came here to take care of you. She told me the story."

Rael? Oh, dry fruit dewstores.

Were you able to take charge on purpose? You're as good as ever.

"From what I hear, they attacked the Devil's Mine."

"If you're just trying to attack me for coming up from a pit, maybe so."

"Because" Demon Cave "has never been discovered by the boss monster itself before. If you found it in the unbroken zone and defeated it, that's already an offense. The Adventurer Alliance must be making a scene by now."

Well, if you do say so, maybe that's what happens.

Does that mean me and Rourier attacked the most dungeons no one's ever attacked before?

I also feel something emotional, but more than that,

"... that doesn't bother you, does it?

"I don't know what your troubles are referring to, but if you're saying it means there's gonna be a lot of noise around you - well, I guess so."

Seriously, don't give me any trouble.

Wrinkles would be leaning between my eyebrows right now.

"... you wouldn't know if we shut up about our offense. And there's no proof."

"I hear you guys moved to the entrance to the dungeon in the crowded hours of the evening, so the witnesses will rot. Before that..."

Grandma looks at my face.

"... what the hell"

"Didn't you notice?

"What is it?"

"That's your name. Look in the name window."

What's your name? I don't know what your name is.

Name: [Demon Eye King] Successor (Tsuguto)

Occupation: F-Rank Adventurer

"- What?... Demon Eye King? What is this..."

"It's a title."

Title? Title denotes that status or honor, is that what you mean?

"Well, I don't know what to say. They say the skills that the world has given it, but God only knows what it is. The only thing I can say is that titles are incredibly powerful skills, and rarely do people have them."

"... you mean rare skills. What would be wrong with that?

"Normally it's not what you get, even if you want it. Only a small fraction of what a super-class adventurer with the title is. In other words, it stands out far more than the dungeon attacks. What a hassle to come down and gush. That's the number of stars. You can't hide the title because it's forced to appear in the name window."

What the hell. I was happy for a moment to hear you say something powerful about your skills, but it's a whole punitive game.

What do you mean by "forced display"? If something like this sticks next to my name, you'll find out I'm using the Devil's Eye. Why do I have to walk with my wife exposed?

No, I'm getting a headache. I almost hold my head by accident.

"............... if you pierce untagged, you can handle it?

"If you're alone, I'm just going to say I like you..."

"If I were alone? What's that supposed to mean?

Grandma points at my chest.

There was a lourier, a little clinging, a supi-poo, and a swallowing sleep.

It's too heavy just now. Why is this guy sleeping on me?... and you're serious. He's drooling over this guy...!

"... what's wrong with Roulier?

"You're an ill-conceived kid. It's the name window. Take a look."

- What? Dude, are you kidding me...?

Name: [Scopper] Roulier

Occupation: Owned by Debt Slave 'Laseheima'

............... No way, is this a title too?

Roulier also has a title......

No, even so, this...

"- Huh, huh, ha, ha"

"It's not funny."

"No, you laugh. What the hell, Scopper?"

Is that a scopper? Does that mean using scoops?

If the title is given by the world, what the hell does he think of the world?

No, it's perfect. This guy seems to like Scoop for some reason. I'm glad I'm not Scopper, even if I leave it at this point, Lourier would love it.

Don't be ridiculous to worry about the details when you really look at this guy.

No, well. Right. You don't have to worry about it from the beginning. I already gave the answer when I decided to be an adventurer with Rulier.

"- Well, okay, it doesn't matter to me. You should think about you.... and we're not staying at the inn. When she wakes up, she's going home."

My grandmother walked out of the room sighing at me laughing forever.

"Cook, cook, cook"

Well, I'm sure a lot of trouble awaits after this.

He says he just survived his life, but he's not too busy.

I'm sure I'll continue to suffer difficulties, and I may also encounter eyes that are dying like this one.

But...

Touch the sleeping Lourier's head.

As always, she has fluffy, soft hair.

"What's wrong with that?"

If I don't leave now, if I don't flatter myself, when I confront you, that's what I decided.

No matter how difficult the road that was, if you go straight.

If you're with this little buddy Lourier, even cut open such an unscrupulous path - no, I feel like I could go ahead and dig.

Anyway, this guy was recognized by the world as [Scopper].

If I let him dig a hole, there must be no one to go out to the right.

If anyone gets in the way of it, it's my turn.

This [Demon Eye King] will stare at you and shut you up.

"Still, if it's not enough, we just need to be stronger"

Supipu, listening to his swallowing sleep, thought of what was to come and continued to stroke his fluffy hair for a long time until he was followed and his eyelids fell again.