The World of Masks

Jack's eyes curl slightly. The object that the other person placed on the table was also an object that Jack knew very well. Thanks to this, I had a lot of fun. But it was something I was really reluctant to reuse.

The object was the jewel of the contract.

"· · · · · · · · · No?"

Jack adamantly refused. It was because I had experienced a lot of backbone sharpening with it, so I knew it could be incredibly abusive if I really wanted to use it. However, Politon smiled and shook his head firmly.

"I understand, but this is my prerequisite. That's why I was always looking for players. I have to sign a contract with this jewel somehow, because NPCs say they don't want to show me this. Players are more flexible than that. You just have to trust that one thing."

It was really famous for not liking NPCs tied to the jewels of the contract. What happens when NPC forces people from other worlds to enter into contractual jewellery in a courtyard that is already in one culture? It was fortunate that his fist didn't fly right away.

"The contract is simple. The information obtained here relating to the Demon King is confidential. Isn't this enough?"

When you say the word 'Demon King', you kill as much sound as you can. It was about the jewels of the contract, so I thought I would not use ambiguous expressions as much. Jack nods, thinking for a moment.

"I can't help it. Let's settle for that. But let's make sure that the vocabulary is not a spontaneous interpretation, but a universal interpretation, and that the terms of the contract are understood as the context itself, judging the situation at the time."

"Very well."

So Jack and Politon made a deal. After the contract was triggered, Politon put the jewelry back into the bracelet. Maybe it's because he's been guarded. Relaxing in Politon's actions.

"So let's hear it. which is why we have to use the gem of the contract to keep it a secret."

It should be no surprise that the jewelry of a very large contract has been acquired and used. If it was nothing, I would have fallen off the table first.

"Before that."

Politon raises one hand to stop Jack from asking questions.

"Can't you do something about that note? To be honest, it's kind of creepy to talk about robots and demons. It's very difficult to identify someone with a voice in the first place. I know you're cautious, but I need you to fix that."

Jack scratches his head. Honestly, I kept getting rid of the pitch and lowered my voice, and it was a car that was weighing on my neck. And even if I'm careful, I think it's too much. Eventually, Jack nods.

"All right. You got it?"

"Much better."

Politon nods satisfactorily. Jack claps his hands as if to tell a story when he's done. Politon also pulled his torso out in front of the table and said in a small voice that only Jack could hear.

"Let me get this straight. I found dungeons related to the Demon King."

Jack's eyes are wide open.

"Well done. It took me about three months to get here with a clue."

The foam looks away, turning its head to the side as if it's not hard enough. But I didn't even notice the plight of Politon to Jack. I just wanted to hear fast about the Demon King's Dungeon.

"You get it now, right? Why do I think the secret hideout is so lifelike?"

The Demon King and Dungeon. If there's even one rumor, Politon won't be able to play the game comfortably. There was a reason Politon sang that security, that security song.

"Yes. I can understand the need to be careful with that information."

It is understandable to ask for the use of jewelry in a contract.

"Then the offer to me is · · · · · · · · · · ·"

"Simple. I'm asking you to help me explore the dungeon."

That's the kind of offer that would come out of a situation like this. Jack is silent. It is a tremendous temptation. I can't even find a clue about the Demon King, but the person who found the dungeon related to the Demon King came to me to explore with him. I was lucky. But I was reluctant to accept it because it was good. Something doesn't add up.

"By the way,"

Jack clasps and picks up his chin.

"Did you know that I'm not a very high level yet?"

"Yes. I don't think you're wearing a basic mask with no defense strength, no gear, and not much else."

"If you know, you'll talk fast."

It was Jack's biggest question at the moment.

"Why are you offering me this?"

A dungeon in the north where monsters are strong. If there's a connection to the Demon King, the monsters there aren't worth thinking about. I couldn't figure out why I was attracted to myself, which was low level.

"Are you worried about low levels? This game is a dungeon, not all of it is dangerous. The level of the dungeon and the level of the field are not the same. The level of the dungeon in this game is completely set. Even if monsters are in the north, the dungeon setting is like the" Dungeon prepared for his successor who cannot leave an heir and the dead wizard who will come later ", it shouldn't be that difficult. Conversely, it can be incredibly dangerous depending on the dungeon setting in the south, where the monsters are weak. For example, the lab that the bad wizards were studying fell asleep after the dungeon was dunned, and occasionally a high-level monster inside ran out and made a mess because the dungeon collapsed or a low-level party was built. Even so, they say that even if you block it from the north, there are times when you are vulnerable to high-level monsters in the south that are badly damaged."

"That might not be the best place for you to go anytime soon?"

"Something like that."

Polliton praised the student who understood quickly. But Jack's question wasn't over.

"Don't you just have to eat the benefits yourself? Why are you attracting other players?"

"I told you that this game does not have the same level of dungeons and fields. According to him, it may not be the best place to go right now."

Politon, who paused, spoke gravely.

"On the contrary, it could be a very high-quality place."

"You mean resilient."

Jack nods severely.

"That's why the player who agrees to use the gem of the contract is always flirting. The more power you have, the better when your opponent is unknown."

Obviously, it was a faint sound. Once Jack had a somewhat convincing attitude, Polyyton pulled his butt halfway off the chair, leaned over to him and asked.

"How, are you willing to go?"

Jack ponders. The Demon King's Dungeon was a tempting task. But do I have to risk my life for it? I don't think we have any information.

When Jack is deep in thought, the food he ordered comes out. Let's eat and think. Jack picks up a spoon and puts the ferocious stew in his mouth.