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A room in a museum in a place in the Kingdom of Mephirado. The room is decorated with a variety of weapons, all of which boast epic classes. Midnight, but the curtains remain open. The owner of this room was sitting in a chair, throwing his legs at his desk and steaming the pipe worryingly looking at the moon visible through the window.

"This time it's too big..."

The man shrugged so, not telling anyone. He then shifts his eyes to a few of his most powerful collections in his possession. One of them is a sword created by a girl with the best item production skills recently found to have come from another world. The door in the room was knocked when a man tried to put his sword at his disposal in precaution.

"Captain, it's me. You're not sleeping anyway, are you?

"Oh, my God."

"Hey, I can't sleep either. Even the story."

"Get in."

A man with middle meat, middle back, and round boy hair enters his room. Overlooking the collection of men he called the captain, he leaked his admiration.

"Sounds like the same collection, Captain. Haven't you got about ten more than when you were here before?

"Well, before I spend my money personally, it's women, booze, cigarettes, weapons."

"Pretty much."

"Which one do you like better?

"That's it."

The round boy man pointed to the girl's made sword. The man makes his mouth snort as he spits pipe smoke out of his mouth.

"I knew I'd choose that."

"You know somehow, the one Alim made, don't you?

"Your morningstar was made by that girl too, you know what I mean?"

"No, I'm really helping that one. I think I'll be SS ranked in a little while."

"We're gathering 9 S-ranked Demon Nukes right now."

The man stopped smoking the pipe, closed the curtains and turned on the lights in the room. The room, which was dim in an instant, becomes dazzling due to the light and the sheen of metal. Boy, the man with the head accidentally meditated his eyes.

"Hih, it looks as bright as ever."

"Sort of. Brighter makes you feel better, doesn't it? By the way, what do you think of that girl?

"What's that kid, Alim?

"Yes."

"That's the cutest thing about anasm."

"You've been collecting goods."

"Half of us are like that."

In fact, most of the members of Piece of Hercules, the largest party in the kingdom of Mephilado led by a man, were fans of Alim, collecting for themselves what the world called Alim Goods. It was a daily tea meal to brag about how much was collected between the members, and the Round Boy male team members, who were nevertheless able to make a direct legendary Morningstar, always prevailed in that pride tournament.

"Well, no matter how much you guys are rooting for Alim, you're no match for me I've known since I wasn't famous yet."

"That sounds good - really.... but Captain, you don't seem happy about anything. Something wrong? Recently, executives have all looked complicated."

"Oh, oh... no, all sorts of things. We might have a big job coming in soon."

"You heard all those rumors."

The man closes his eyes just a little bit. To dispel a glimmer of anxiety about whether we can get over this as party leaders.

... the moment I closed my eyes, something discomfort arose in the man in that moment. Boy, the members of the head noticed such a man's anomaly.

"What will you do, Captain!

"Shh, be quiet.... you, wait here."

"Huh."

"I'm gonna go check on you for a second"

"Eh."

When the man said so, he grabbed the score of the collection that was closest to him and disappeared from the sight of the members at the speed at which he made use of his status. On the way there was the quarters where the members usually spend their time. Half the room was still asleep because it was almost midnight.

The man closes his eyes and sickens down the hallway of the quarters exploring some signs. And stopped in front of the room of one of the women's regiment members. The 'Sleeping' lettering sign is lowered through the door in front of the room.

"... what's coming...?

A man makes a fortune. I stayed in that position for two minutes and kept waiting in front of the door.

And as he felt some sign again, he broke down the door with his gain and entered the room, illuminating the room with the magic of light attributes.

There was a strange girl with blue-haired brown-skinned, who was believed to have been in the middle of trying to float the women's group and bring the group somewhere in a meditation.

"What are you trying to do?

"Oh, no. How did you know!?

"Get him back to bed. He's one of mine. You're one of those guys named Anazar Level anyway."

The brown-skinned girl, who looked about the same age as Alim, put the women's regiment members back to bed as they were told. And stare at the man's face with a surprised look for a while.

The man who was to take a closer look at the girl's face was also surprised. Not only because of his age, but because he looked just like Arim to his face.

But the man could quickly realise who the presence was.

"That's you, you look a lot like Alim... Nyalat Hotel. What a monster, huh? Didn't I?"

"... overlapping. Surprised, the boulder is called Gilmers, the man who was the strongest of all the anasm adventurers until the Martial God, the legend of life, and Alim Nariway showed up!

"Exactly, but I don't care about that now. You, what were you trying to do to my people?

Nyallato Hotel laughed, this time kusuri.