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"Absolutely true."
When he said this, Klem looked at Allen's menacing face and laughed awkwardly.
"You're joking, sir. It's... it's a secret, I understand. After all, we're strangers, and adventurers should be wary of each other."
Allen quietly looked at him, no longer trying to explain. He turned, grabbed a piece of grass root from the yellow mud behind him, put it in his mouth, and chewed on it expressionlessly.
He activated a detox spell to remove the toxins, then swallowed it. Moments later, he looked at his system panel, on which his stamina showed no change because the system canceled out the positive and negative effects of using the spell. His eyes flickered with anxiety.
Before he met people, he was also anxious, but he could stay calm because getting anxious was useless. The correct thing to do was to find a way to escape.
But after he met people, this emotion became irrepressible. It kept bubbling up from the depths of his heart.
Zenith, Lilia, Norn, Aisha.
His plan to avoid the Great Teleportation had failed...
He had to make up for it quickly.
He needed to confirm their locations. The area of the Great Teleportation had doubled this time, and the damage was more severe than in the original story. With his prior meddling in the royal capital, the outcome was bound to be completely different.
Are Isolde, Rudy, and Eris doing alright... Will they be taken advantage of by the Human God because they are too worried, causing another unforeseen twist?
He could only trust Sylphy.
This time, many things were completely different. She would surely be able to calm everyone down.
Trust my companions, trust my companions...
Roxy could also help. Before he left for the royal capital, he sent her a letter. He asked her to go to the royal capital and, based on the situation, the Great Teleportation should have happened around the time she received the letter.
Would she miss it?
It was alright. She saw the anomaly of the Great Teleportation and would travel north. Even if she missed the letter, she would eventually meet up with Sylphy and the others after a lot of trouble.
Roxy has a strong fate...
It's going to be fine. It's going to be fine.
Swish! Lightning sliced through the night sky. Allen glanced at a puddle of water, his hand was already in the mud at some point.
The face in the 'mirror' looked a little unfamiliar, but also strangely familiar.
This was because of the subtle changes in each of his features.
The angle of his jawline, unlike the sharp, sculpted line from his ear to his chin in this life, was now softened, which was a genetic trait from Philip and Hilda's V-shaped face. His features looked a little more rugged. The bridge of his nose was higher, but his brow bone was lower and arched. The sharpness of his blade-like eyebrows, which was similar to Eris's, was slightly dulled, but because his eyebrows were thicker, they looked more menacing...
The color of his pupils was black.
Allen squinted.
The source of all these changes... was the facial features from his previous life, which had given him a fierce, aggressive appearance that led to his lack of luck with the opposite sex.
Besides his appearance, his bones and muscles had also changed.
His height had increased, almost to the same as his previous life. His bone density was higher.
His overall physical strength had weakened a little, but he had gained a dexterous and nimble quality that allowed him to command his body as if it were his arm. His reaction speed had also increased. He had better control over his body, which was a precise machine.
The result was that his battle aura was released faster, with almost no delay.
He had already speculated that the healing magic tattoo system was, in essence, a reincarnation/rebirth/cycle of life secret art. And then, there was the inexplicably expanded area of the Great Teleportation from dozens of days ago.
Finally, by combining the new information from the system panel's 'restore true form,' he was able to verify his suspicions.
The truth was now clear.
—The exact time of his transmigration was at the 'present moment' of the Great Teleportation. He was physically transported. His soul had not yet escaped from the half-dead 'corpse' when someone stamped a magic tattoo system on him and kicked him back into the past to be reborn.
No... it wasn't a 'reincarnation' secret art.
To be precise.
It was a 'cycle of life' secret art.
Starting time: Dragon Era 402.
End time: Great Teleportation.
As of now, he had confirmed that he had broken through the temporal dead end set by the 'cycle of life secret art.'
Klem looked at Allen's face, sensing that he did not want to talk to him. He became more and more awkward. He quickly turned to look at Leuf, who was running back, and gave an embarrassed smile.
"Cough... but you seem to know very little about this dungeon. Even with a 'composite dungeon,' you still need to find the correct teleportation magic circle to travel between levels. You've been trapped here... for so long..."
Allen didn't even look up. "I looked. There are six teleportation magic circles in total, but they can't be activated."
Klem was relieved when Allen spoke.
He was truly afraid that this fierce man, who could pick up Specters and swing them around, would get unhappy and kill them both. As for Leuf... he had actually looked excited and offered to go check which teleportation magic circle led to the upper level...
Damn it, what the hell is this guy thinking...
He didn't neglect to speak, however, and continued along with Allen's words.
"You can activate the teleportation circles with a magic stone."
"I don't have a magic stone."
"You didn't bring any magic stones with you before you left? Even some flawed, cracked magic stones would work."
"I told you, I fell from the sky, completely unprepared."
"...Then you can get magic stones by killing Specters."
"I also told you, I can't kill them."
"You... you don't know the Divine Strike Art? Even a magic appendage would work..."
Allen turned to look at Klem, his eyes as if he were looking at an idiot.
The latter cowered. He didn't believe any of Allen's nonsense. Who would be so calm when they were on the verge of starving to death?
"Sorry... even though you're so weak from hunger, you still seem pretty calm..."
"I have a backup plan."
Klem immediately flattered him. "You truly are a thoughtful adventurer..."
Allen held up his arm. "If you guys had come half a day later, I would have cut off a piece of my own flesh to eat."
Klem laughed awkwardly. "Haha... haha. You sure know how to joke."
"Now that we're here, are you going to cut off a piece of our flesh to eat, haha..."
"...Hahahaha..."
"Haha... uh..."
Klem's smile froze on his face.
"You are joking, right?"
Allen did not smile. He was expressionless. Rainwater dripped from his white hair as he stared at Klem.
This made the latter think of a Specter monster hunting.
Gulp. He swallowed hard, feeling like his life was in danger.
'Leuf!!... Get back here, you bastard! This man is a lunatic, a lunatic just like you!!!'
"Mr. Allen!" Leuf slid in front of the two men. He didn't even look at Klem, who was covered in mud. He pointed to a spot in the distance.
"That teleportation magic circle is the one that leads out! But it's missing a magic stone! Can you hold on?"
Allen said nothing.
Leuf pulled up his sleeve! He held out his arm to Allen, looking at him with a fervent expression!
"Eat it! Please hang in there!"
"What?" Klem wiped the yellow mud from his face, looking at Leuf in horror.
Allen quietly looked at Leuf, then turned to look at the scorching mana vortex beside them.
The next instant, a fresh Specter monster, its head in the shape of a turtle, preparing to set sail on a long journey, climbed out of the mana vortex.
The moment its face formed, even though it had no face, Klem could see that it was clearly in a daze.
—What's going on? Is there food delivery?
For that brief moment, the three men and the monster stared at each other in a temporary silence.
The Specter suddenly darted out of the mana vortex like a fish. The bone blade pierced the rain curtain and sliced at Allen's waist.
Swish!!!
It was incredibly menacing!!
It was slapped to the ground, and a foot came down and crushed the bone blade that connected to the Specter's arm.
Allen turned his head and spoke to Klem and Leuf, who were covered in mud and water.
"The magic stone has arrived."
The rain had lessened.
The crunching sound of chewing pierced through the rain curtain and into Klem's head, making his scalp tingle.
He turned to look at the man on Leuf's back. The man was grabbing a mushroom he found on a tree as they passed and eating it with gusto.
Klem squeezed the hilt of his dagger in his arms. He hesitated for a while, looking at Allen's back, then let go helplessly.
His expression was on the verge of collapse.
Since they had already left the dungeon, why weren't they running? Why did Leuf put the man on his back?
Leuf was beyond saving, damn it!
And I'm beyond saving too! I actually feel a little sorry for him!
I'm also crazy!
Klem, who had managed to save himself with a single thought, looked at Leuf, who was moving swiftly through the dense forest, a look of confusion on his face.
But why does he seem to be running faster now that he's carrying a person?
Leuf was indeed running faster. The 'Flow Secret Art' emanated from the person on his back, shielding him from the rain and wind around him. Thus, he was moving with great speed, his eyes burning with fervor.
Water God Style! I didn't misread it! The Flow Secret Art!
The Flow Secret Art can be used like this?!
A powerful adventurer! A reliable warrior in an adventurer team! Even if he doesn't know the Divine Strike Art, he is definitely a trustworthy companion!
Reliable! So reliable!
He'll bring him back to the main island! He'll show that damned thing! That humans can stand shoulder to shoulder with it! As long as a human can hold it off, it can be killed!
It's worth it! So worth it!
As long as they return to the main island! To kill that damned thing and get his revenge, what's a lost arm?
What can it do?!
Slam! Leuf stomped on a reef. They had reached the seashore.
Allen, who was on his back, looked out into the distance.
Lightning struck the black sea. A silver tree grew on the foul sea. A storm of thunderclouds covered the sky.
The islands below were black and grim, like the eyes of man-eating beasts.
Swish!!
A flickering, shadowed spark appeared in the distance. A huge, red, single eye flickered, staring intently at them.
Allen looked at the island in the far distance, which appeared as a large 'eyeball' in his vision, and the volcano on it, which was emitting sparks.
He turned his head.
"What is that?"
Under Klem's complicated gaze, Leuf roared in a low voice.
"The S-rank dungeon, 'Main Island'! The volcano is the entrance to the dungeon! It is also the core of the 'Archipelago' dungeon cluster! The mana vortex at the bottom of the dungeon is a product that appears in the lower levels!"
The person on his back was silent for a moment, then spoke.
"Are you sure that the 'composite dungeon' is just the dungeon we're standing in, stacked together?"
Leuf froze.
"What do you mean..."
Allen, however, moved his gaze away from the main island and looked in a different direction. At the same time, he used his ability to speak through his heart.
'System, location retrieval, Zenith.'
The smoky words did not respond.
Allen squinted.
'Location retrieval ability explanation.'
The smoky words appeared, but there was no sense of interaction.
It truly looked like a bot.
[Location Retrieval Ability: A magic constructed by simulating the magic operation rules of the Demon Lord Kishirika's demon eyes—Clairvoyance.]
"Mr. Allen, are you saying that all the dungeons in the entire 'Archipelago' dungeon cluster are nested together? So the mana turbulence affected the entire archipelago, which caused this endless storm at sea?"
The rain curtain gradually dispersed the smoky words. At this moment, Leuf spoke in astonishment.
Allen nodded.
"Just a guess."
"Then... then this is going to be difficult..."
"Not going to deal with it."
"Huh?"
"The dungeon has nothing to do with me. I need to leave this archipelago, and the sooner, the better."
When he said this, Leuf's body stiffened. But Klem's face was filled with excitement. He grabbed Allen's sleeve.
"You're right! We have to leave!"
Allen, however, lowered his head to Leuf's face. He looked at the latter's stiff face and, after a moment, spoke.
"Right now, the three of us are trapped on this island. It's pointless to figure out who should thank whom, or who should help whom."
"The most important thing is, we're all in this together. We all want to live and return to where we belong. So, Leuf, you know more about the Archipelago than I do. What's the plan?"
Leuf silently looked at the storm-ravaged sea. After a moment, his lips curled into a bright smile.
"You want to leave here? It's very simple."
"To leave, you first need a boat. The adventurers on the hilltop have boats, but they were damaged by the storm. They need to be repaired."
"To repair them, you need manpower. So they can't die. The Specter monsters are attacking them. Merna's barrier spell can't hold out for long. As long as you go back and help them escape and become the leader of all the adventurers, and lead them to repair the boats, we can set sail."
"If we set sail, we can go back to where we belong."
"If we go back to where we belong, we're alive."
"Isn't that right!?"
Leuf turned to look at Allen. Allen tilted his head and quietly looked back at him.
"You're right."
Both of their faces were very calm.
As calm as two normal people.
Klem was completely dumbfounded.
He looked at the sea.
The storm was still the storm. The waves were still the waves. The dark clouds still covered the sky.
The lightning was still lightning. The mana was still in chaos. There was not the slightest possibility of setting sail.
Were these two speaking human words?
Why the hell can't I understand them?
As he was dazed, Allen spoke again.
"Let's go. To the hilltop. We'll build a boat and prepare to set sail."
"Alright."
The two of them turned and left. Klem could only follow them, with an expression of 'Am I dreaming?' on his face.
Their figures faded into the rain.
A voice faintly came from a distance.
"Klem, your Divine Strike Art..."
"It was pretty good..."
"Huh? Thank... thanks. That was..."
In a strange environment, faced with two unfamiliar strangers who had ulterior motives, how could you quickly obtain all the information about your surroundings?
By prying out every single word?
That would be too much trouble.
The answer is—
To lead, but not to speak.
Let the strangers keep talking, and they will give you a huge amount of information in a short amount of time.
Then you can string it all together and filter through it.
What is real? What is fake? What are the people like?
You will know with just one 'look.'
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