We've started a new game. - It's the strongest even though it doesn't have a mission?

When I looked inside the door, the inside was made of white stone with thin floors and walls, and there was something altar-like in the center.

The room was circular, and the ceiling that looked up was naturally circular, with some gemstone embedded in the center, with a delicate flotation to surround it.

"It's kind of a sculpture that glorifies the central gem."

"Um, don't look that way. It didn't look like a jewel until the Lord told me so."

The jewels that have been fitted are colorless and transparent, and if you don't look closely, they just look like black holes.

"And you're more of an altar than an altar."

"Someone may have brought up something here."

"Oh, you look like that"

It looks like there's nothing to be had. Nothing happened when I tried to touch the table, nothing when I tried to go around the back.

"Wasn't there a bond at that door, but this room was? There's no passage or anything."

"No, I think it's a door-sealed junction."

In the meantime, I'm tapping the wall to see if there's a hidden passage and walking. I think it's already done because I seem to be able to log out safely in Koko even if I don't have anything to do with it, maybe it's a savepoint safe zone?

When I began to think so, the white light from the ceiling gem illuminated the slip table, and now the intense light overflowed from the platform.

"Well done, my compatriot."

When the light subsided, there was a glittering blonde man on the altar revamped pedestal carrying the back light.

Is that or is this God again?

Stranger God for now (tentative), I'm behind you.

"If it's a god you haven't encountered, is it a 'light' god? Or a cobblestone god of a family god in a big hole or something?

"What a choice, Lord."

I'm curious, cobblestone god.

As I was talking to White behind me, the god on your stand turned around.

"Well done, my compatriot."

You're gonna start over!

"By the time I met my brethren, I would have walked a difficult path. There would have been some desperate [trials]. There would have been times when we would have been crushed by the mission given to the gods"

A brilliant man who closes his eyes and speaks with a distressed look. A divine man with thin lines and shoulder-width and muscles there.

But I have no idea what you're talking about!

I just look up at something and weep while I'm stunned. No, he's telling me a hard story about me not remembering myself with tears and a little tremor.

"Who's that talking about?

White is bright.

"At least you're sure it's not about me"

How many trials have you been compelled to be bready, consulted in love, or asked to curry?

It is when we are talking to white that the divine man in vain gazes at us and pays off his hem and turns to us again.

"My name is Verse, the Lord of Light, and I bless you so that you may help me in my mission."

"Mate, do you mind if I don't have a specific mission?

Put your hands up gently to stop. I have trouble getting screwed if I talk differently later.

"What?"

Were you unexpected? Verse solidifying as it were.

"If you insist, are you an ingredient hunter?

White strikes the chase.

"It's been so long since I've seen a creature..."

We've met in the past with a line of evil god exorcisms. By the way, in the fight against that evil god, what was one continent was divided into several continents inhabited by people, the one inhabited by elves, the one inhabited by dwarves, and so on, how much.

"Speaking of which, along with Verna, the Dark God, your temple is unknown to me, isn't it?

"Oh, my beautiful goddess Verna, the gentle moonshadow of the night. I will appear in the light of beauty."

I went to a different world again, you god.

For now, I understood that the moon would only appear when it came to Jomtien and the light poured straight from the ground on the ceiling gems. I guess ceiling gems have the role of amplifiers of light. I didn't really want to understand it though.

"The gentle moonshadow of the night, the raging light, the beautiful goddess Verna, has disappeared from the earth with disgust to the people. Still, she gently lights up all things. And yet when it comes to people's attitudes toward the goddess who don't show up, it's not very convincing."

If I did it, there would be a play and Verse would wipe his head off.

"So I imitated her and hid her."

Hey.

Verna seems to have a good reason to hide herself, but is that your reason?

"But there are some dark signs of evil gods. I was wondering if I had received the [mission] of that evil crusade."

"No, I don't have that mission from any gods."

"Oh dear, if only (...) have you received protection from a six-pillar god?

"No? Instead, there's not a single [blessing]."

Verse asks but denies it, like he came up with something.

"You think you haven't been given a [mission] with [blessings] from that difficult Tasha?

"I get [petition], but I don't have a [mission]. Ingredient Hunter if you insist."

"You said it was [petition] since then?

"If you doubt it, you can look at the status. [Cover-up] but"

Can you see that? Send a gaze that

By the way, he is currently turning his profession into a wizard display. Much has been done, but the level is low, so if the [appraisal] level of the opponent is high, it is easy to find out. One of these days, from the effects, you should plan on not being seen if you don't [nurse] have it...... Probably?

"Four [petitions]!? Besides, have you ever met Verna, the gentle moonshadow of ya night, that light beautiful goddess!

Long!

No, seriously, that?

"Isn't meeting the other seven pillars of God a condition that opens the door?

"It is conditional upon meeting the six pillars. Whenever it was pitiful to me, or the gentle moonshadow of a strange night. Verna, that light beauty goddess, was in her heart, but she didn't think it would come true to meet with people."

"Let's wonder if we can penetrate into the Lord who makes God flatter, or into that God"

White is confusing, but so am I. I knew you were a Verna follower for now.

Then he had tea while being asked how he met Verna and other root digging leaves digging.

When I got out the familiar cat foot table and chair, I got caught in the white again, but there was only a pedestal in the room, so I guess I can't help it. It's kind of like Val to float dishes, or the idea isn't in Verse.

Verse seemed too drawn to interact with the other gods.

"Mmm, this is good. Better teeth than Anna."

Angla is a round, vibrant orange fruit with a lot of water similar to mango (mango). By analogy from the stories of the gods, it must be an offering dedicated to him in the past, when there was still the temple of Verse.

What he's eating now is a ruby berry tart. Light for tea contracting = I gave out a couple of round cakes and tarts about five centimeters in diameter, wondering if it would be better to cut and triangulate a large hole with a cheap image of the sun and leave it round.

It may have been made for the reception of my adventurer guild sister, Verse, who is eating that very maiden tick whichever way she speaks and criticizes it. He has a neat face, but a pretty tight face, but he has cream on his face.

Of course it's through, but what a subtle feeling it makes me moff and distract white.

"All right, Verse, this god of light, why don't I help you"

"Cooperation...?

Of what?

"I will [bless] you, give you skills, give you items. You will devote your cooking to me and Verna, the lovely, wretched, gentle moonshadow of a strange night. Come on, what do you want!?

It belonged to an ingredient hunter.

"I mean, do you want it, or where is the horseman?

"What, to? He said it wasn't a weapon... Huh!

Stunning Verse.

"God of Light is certainly not the one who qualifies as a brave man with Asha, who gives her words and legendary weapons."

White follows.

"Yes, this Verse, who commands the light, and Asha, the god who commands the fire, give weapons to the brave. And the clear, lovable and pathetic who presides over the darkness, the gentle moonshadow of the night, the beautiful Goddess of Light, Verna, and the Fall who presides over the water, give sacred magic and clothing to the saintly things."

"I take all the sacred magic..."

That's the saint, isn't it, the recoverer of the brave party? I'm a magic swordsman? Hmm?

"Could [the saint of Fall] be?

"[Saint] [Virgin], [Brave] [Female Brave]. It would be the title that came out because the goddess of water, who liked it, gave [the saint] the ability to give it."

Even though there is no [mission] in the first place, it is strange to encounter gods other than Lusha who give skills because they seem casual Val or interesting, no, Lusha says he gives skills casually, but you have never heard of [petition], etc.

"Okay, I guess I just need to be able to ride! Let's do what we used to capture! A thug who tried to destroy three countries and get out of hiding!

Suddenly screaming like that, the floor at your feet disappears so that the ice melts into a milky white space below. A giant, pitch-black dragon is chained to a few wedges directly beneath us, floating where the former floor was. I can't see the end of the chain, but I notice this one. I'm drawn to the movements of dragons trying to intimidate them, and blood flows through the holes in the wedges worn.

"Hmm, it's a healthy thing to say you captured the continent before it broke up"

"... it just seems like a very bad thing"

He looks like a Bahamian strong dragon. And the fierce and the bad.

I hadn't encountered it yet, but because of eating dragon steak, the image of the dragon in this world was a sloppy figure with a sticky epidermis.

The dragon, now restrained but about to rumble, has a hard scaled outer shell, reminiscent of a sharp blade with a metallic texture.

"I'll do this, so make me obey you."

"Yes?"

I thought Verse said something I wasn't sure about, and the next moment I was being dropped before a dragon.

"It's okay, it's not a power battle"

Verse's voice reaches, but not the other way around.

The dragon's huge golden eyes stared at this one from the front with a vertically cracked pupil.

The hegemony out of the dragon entangles the body.

Heavy.

I can't get my eyes off you. If you turn away, you lose.

As soon as I missed my eye, the dragon's hegemony shatters me.

Does the fact that it is not a power battle mean a power battle?

White moves at the shoulder mouth.

"White?!

Focus. I can't help you.

I never realized until now that White was with me under the pressure of a dragon.

When I call white without distracting myself from the dragon, a voice-colored white reply I have never heard.

I thought I was the only one who was dropped.

"Return is..."

"I can't."

When I lose this power battle, it involves white.

If White cannot return, the summoning time will not expire in this space where he meets the gods. I'm guessing the Summoner won't die because I hear he can't be called out for a while when he's out of combat. I don't like to let you die because of that.

The tip of my finger tingles.

I sweat two things from my forehead.

Adhesive in dangerous equilibrium.

Instead, I can't believe I can keep this dragon's pressure under control.

Maybe Verse did something to catch up, but I can't afford to think about it.

My world is now the only dragon in front of me.

How long has it been?

From my forehead, no. Sweat runs from my head. My head feels heavy not only because of the sweat.

I want to sit tight with my hands and feet.

My back hurts.

Why is this dragon staring at me so angry?

- It's natural to be angry that you're being deprived of your freedom in this way.

Why was this dragon that stares at me captured here?

- Probably because I enjoyed the destruction. Or is there another reason?

I wonder why I'm staring at dragons here.

- Because there's white. I can't get involved.

No, you're not, you're a horseman in the first place.

Tile of Tiger of Galahad.

Eagle's White Wolf Hagal.

Camilla's black wolf wolk.

Sleek cat tails are good too.

Both the canine family and the mundane tail are good.

Why are you struggling with a rider recommending a guy who's going to be a mess when you touch him? Me?

I'm upset.

"Obey me... surrender... surrender!

Gugagagaga......

A cracked roar leaks from the dragon.

"Give it up and get down on me!

Gaaaaaaaa '' aaaaaaa

Shouting like that, the confronting dragon in front of him growled and swayed the white space, causing the wedge that was connecting and stopping the dragon to fall out.

What I thought to the dragon, who spread his wings like a covering and became free, was not attacked, not killed, not only.

♪ I don't know how to fix it with this huge ♪

It was. A large amount of blood flowing from the marks of a wounded wedge.

If you obey me properly, you can go outside, but you should want to, but the pride of resisting.

That roaring mouth approaches me. Meet the golden eye closer than the position you were facing.

"You look great."

The next moment my fangs were meshed and swallowed whole, my giant body disappeared and in a milky white space I stood with white and bloody paint.

"What is it, this armor?

Soon I was wearing bloody pitch-black armor.