Usotsuki Senki, Meikyu wo Yuku

The junction point of the labyrinth, between the abyss (Abyss), seventy-seven hierarchies.

Kluk Looper, who missed Lila Toja being greeted by a hundred layers in the ninety-nine hierarchy, was returning to the seventy-seven hierarchy, his area of administration.

"It was a long time..."

Squeeze to yourself. And beside him sitting by the trunk of a tree that grew in the seventy-seventh hierarchy was a great sword that he was carrying.

"Three hundred years. Three hundred years. Ha ha. I've lived a long time too."

It hasn't been long since I kicked the lils, pierced Serena, and fluttered Lyla. For him to be able to teleport to any location in the Labyrinth with admin authority, guiding him to a hundred layers does not take time.

However, even in such a short time, Krook Looper is not allowed to take a break.

"In the last 300 years, too, I don't know how much I've killed. Thanks to you, there are more enemies than there used to be"

Scattered on the seventy-seven tiers are the warriors of the Sakura Islands, samurai.

They were the ones who first came to the seventy-seventh tier knowing where Kruk Looper worked and where he was located. Probably the enemy of knowing the worst of previous generations. No brother of Kanesada, a contemporary and former early member of the Thunderclap, seemed to have chosen quite a few elites, and just as Kruk Looper was not intact either.

That's a national pattern that honors the strong as individuals. The newly engraved knife wound on Krook Looper's chest is the medal they left dead.

"Damn... the Sakura Islands guys are really in trouble for a lot of war craziness."

Still thinly bleeding wounds, distorting the mouth.

I was wondering if some of the knights from Lil's country would come along as the "thunderclap" elite, but the movement was surprisingly dull. I guess I'm more confused than I expected. So far, only the samurai of the Sakura Islands have come down to the seventy-seventh hierarchy.

But spending as little time as you can will increase the number of challengers. There are only seven labyrinths in the world that connect to the seventy-seven hierarchies, but all that's challenging there is the kind of race that this guy is always possessed of in battle or looking for unparalleled honor. The presence of Krook Looper is such a powerful enough foe to satisfy them.

I don't have time to deal with elephants in the long run. Even if not, unlike three hundred years ago, when Krook Looper wielded fierceness, there are more powerful thanks to more liberated labyrinths on the fifty tiers. We will not slaughter as many villages, cities, countries, religions as we once did.

That's why he sets goals only for the fate he's been after for the last three hundred years.

"Now it's time to go."

Boyaki, like a fool, ends and stands up slowly.

His wounds are not healing. Serena's flank is still bleeding, and her skin is carbide all the time due to the thunderstorm that was exposed to Lyla. Plus, if the samurai of the Sakura Islands are wounded with a machete, it will be a step ahead of us.

Using the healing features allowed for the Sephiroto system would heal the wounds, but as long as it was enough to do that, it would have been better to mimic them to the people of the Sakura Islands and cut them even in the belly.

There is no great reason not to heal the wound. There's no such thing as that, it's just a matter of his will.

Ready. Serena won't be able to move satisfactorily for a while thanks to her half-healing. Lila Toja fell in words. With that, a hundred layers of a haunted cat will take a while on Lila Toja.

There is no more one in that country who stands in his way in this labyrinth.

There's not much time left.

The world ends. Without a doubt, in less than a decade the world will perish. There is no time left until the world falls. It's the end of the world. There was more to him than that.

He thinks of the face of one girl.

The girl who performs the rare and strange magic of hanging five vertical rolls is not. The girl's influence led her to have a nasty hairstyle, and she's a girl with good health.

Be the dropper of the Sephiroto system, my love. As an adventurer stepping through the labyrinth, the species of hero that exists, determined to be the strongest one in the world.

The girl gained the thought of deviating from her original magic by admiration, and began to hold the sword, not the fist, under his influence when she was little.

That fact of slipping away from a determined fate is petty, and he loosens his eyes just a little bit.

Is that girl crying? There's something unexpectedly weak and crying about being too much of a bully as a kid.

"That's the last of my evil deeds. I'm not saying forgive me."

He has no remorse whatsoever for all the bastards he has done. I don't care if I was wrong to be denigrated by anyone else. So I don't want to confess or anything, and I don't want to be punished.

Everywhere he goes, he just does what he wants.

"I resent you. Hate. Kill. You want to kill me, it seems so."

That's all I've done. I've had three hundred years to do that. Respect and affection have all been slashed away.

There's only one thing he wants.

"You have to forget it, that's fine"

How can it be so difficult to do just that?

Bending his mouth to the letter to in a world that would not remain, Kruk Looper began to walk down the road to the ground, which would be his last.