This is what Arthur and I were called locally.

Two miracles, and.

[Title (Job)] Before discovery. It was when I was nine.

We talked about going down to the temple with the children of the village.

He persuaded Arthur, who opposed it as not good, to join him forcefully, and went for the temple with a total of five.

But a friend who was leading the way when he knew the place got lost and went out to a place he wasn't sure about.

Instead of the temple, the cliff.

Four people, other than Arthur, forgot for a moment that they were lost in the open view.

And it happened.

Suddenly, the scaffold collapsed.

Falling, I thought.

I slammed the two nearby. In the form of a further push by those two, none of the remaining fall.

From the results, those three were helpful.

I didn't make it.

"Ex......!

Arthur reached out to me without hesitation, and I grabbed it aggressively. I grabbed it.

Because of that, we were both supposed to fall.

I held Arthur's head in my chest. Maybe you thought it would be bad if you hit your head unconsciously.

The upper, lower, left, and right senses disappeared, and there was a continuum of sounds that made me feel bad just to listen.

It would be a miracle to get to the bottom without dying.

Fortunately it wasn't in the form of a vertical fall, but rolling down the slope...? I don't know.

At the dark bottom, we both managed to breathe.

Just what do you say that is?

I'll die anyway.

Thanks to his shelter, Arthur, unlike me, was in a state where he could move too much. Still a terrible injury, but he went when he called for help.

Now I think, [Title (Job)] Even before the discovery, we were human beings with the qualities to wake up to [the brave] and [the holy knight]. My body was sturdier than the others, so I guess I didn't die right away.

"Hey, there's a kid who just broke up with you, right? What if I told you I'd only help you or that kid?

I never thought at first that the phantom was the voice of the Spirit.

But I understood the question, and I didn't get lost in it.

Arthur, help me.

'... okay? You die alone, in such a cold, dark valley bottom, without being nursed by anyone. You get boned without even revealing your [position (job)].'

Arthur, help me.

"Why?"

"... Together, What"

'So? Is that more important than your own life? Aren't you afraid to die?

"... scared, it's decided"

"Then why?

"You know that, fool"

It's not the answer that came out of a mess.

I just don't get lost.

That's all.

'... Huh. I see, that's funny (,,,). They answered the same thing over there. There's a different kid watching me. Congratulations? I wonder if that's okay. You guys, I'm gonna help you both.'

So, I am the Shadow Spirit, and Arthur has the protection of the Light Spirit, and we are alive.

At that time, if we'd abandoned each other's best friends to the importance of our lives, we'd all be dead.

But it didn't.

Think of it, that was the beginning of hell.

- No, what am I thinking?

That's a miracle. I was lucky.

Because we are now ranked # 1 in the world.

Beyond that Aerial Party, we came first.

Rewarded. I won't let anyone say second place for 10,000 years anymore.

All my people are amazing. Good, I'm glad these guys paid off.

He's one of the best.

[Samurai] Masamune is strong, but even our Arthur is strong. I won't lose.

[Red Lotus Wizard] Michelle is excellent, but my Merlin can handle four attributes perfectly. Merlin would do better as a wizard.

[Alchemist of the Sword] Both Lewis and [Brave Man of Disease] Yuan are excellent. Even Panacare, a former member.

But both our Mordo and Galaha are great adventurers.

Good. Really good.

Just following me, I'm glad it didn't happen that I was just the leader and those adventurer lives would end in second place.

Glad to hear it.

All you have to do is attack Demon King Castle and make it the best party in both fame.

We can do it.

Guys, I'm such a waste of company.

Till the ninth level, we attacked more and more.

The tenth floor, too, if you notice, is the final area.

Defeat all demons summoned by Lemegeton as well, with only the one remaining.

That's right, I just ended the Reid fight to failure.

My people have been knocked down again.

But it's okay. I'm not wasting everyone's hard work.

I'm gonna take this guy down and we're all gonna try the eleventh tier.

Lemegeton produced the right corner.

The magic accumulated in the Horn of the Devil is freed.

But the black magic he specializes in doesn't make sense to me.

I was covering my whole body with my own shadow.

I can't even pass black magic through the gap because it covers the entire body without a gap.

Vision is closed, but information is obtained over shadows.

Shadow armor is spiritual art, high-density magic. It combines resistance (resist) effects in itself.

I'm not stupid either. I could tell from the offensive footage that his physical abilities were less than those of a concurrent demon.

It is Lemegeton who can fight without making that weakness feel weak.

But not through black magic, with me with armor that can withstand attacks by the compressive magic of horns, and a pure one-horse blow. There's nothing you can do with him when this happens.

In fact, he didn't have the skill to exchange before my fist, and he blew it.

He crashes into the throne, puts in a jar, and then falls.

Just be in good shape and sit back.

If you look at it, there was a speck in his mask too.

"It's our party that's attacking Demon King's Castle."

For a moment, my vision shook.

Like a wave, dull.

"This is... in time for a critical, I wonder"

Signs of Remegeton have changed.

◇

Quickly check the condition. Turns out he took a lot of damage from his body paralysis. I don't have a cane. But both hands and feet move. No fatal damage or magic leaks.

But the ring didn't seem to work. Rather than being unusable, should we view it as having already been summoned off and wiped out? Pending judgment.

Only Mr. Ex is the adventurer. Did the other four exit...? In his world...? That means his own defeat of the floor boss to move on to the eleventh layer is the ideal muscle piece?

Or does the fact that the four of them are not here represent something in his mind?

Anyway, my body can fight.

But the problem is Lemegeton's strength.

There is a difference in information about Remegeton between participants and viewers, including Mr. Ex.

For example, I can use black magic, but Mr. Ex doesn't know that.

This world was created by the Spirit with a peek into Mr. Ex's memory.

Until my consciousness entered, the Spirit arranged it, but how strong is Lemegeton?

If it's Mr. Ex's memory standard, beating the second-ranked [brave] man in the world is - tough.

But as someone who's also in my dreams, it's up to me to interfere.

――――

Mr. Ex kicks the floor and the distance between us shrinks in an instant.

His fist, covered in shadows, looms.

Inevitable. Then I'll have to take it.

Fit his fist and put out his right hand.

"... what, is that"

Mr. Ex's voice.

I'm not leaving. [M] I'm not even hurt.

And now my arms were covered in black matter, and from its back bone wings were growing.

This is the world of dreams. I don't have to worry about anyone seeing me.

Necessary or considerate, no need.

Poke his torso with his empty left arm as he ejects his overwhelming magic.

Moment after moment, his body blew wide rearward.

He flew up to the wall near the area entrance, clashing straight against the wall.

"... I didn't know you had this power. This means you can fight Phoenix."

Mr. Ex shrugged so when he landed beautifully.

I was just finishing my chair steps. [M]

On that clap, the mask that contained the clap takes its limits and breaks.

The shards, which were full and masked, fall off.

".................. le, me"

"You're not surprised."

I was ready. I don't think I can pull him back while Remegeton is more than going into this dream.

I was willing to confront him as a lemme.

"Somehow, I was aware... What... what, what... what...?

Mr. Ex said himself and looked confused.

Perhaps he in this world hasn't experienced the events that make me feel who I am.

Haven't you been to the original dungeon offense with me?

You must be suffering from headaches because of reality and dreams.

I have experience, too, so I get it.

"Is it better than that?"

Even at a time like this, Mr. Ex worried about people.

"... is this a live broadcast?

"Ah......, no. Right, no problem. Put on a mask, wait."

"No, you can stay like this."

"There's no way that's going to happen. I guess there's a reason to hide it."

"It won't be a problem around there."

"... lemme?

"This is a dream."

――――

He held his forehead.

"... put on the mask, lemme. Keep fighting, Lemegeton."

First, we have to make him aware.

"This, at what time is the offense? If I'm here, it's later than the Phoenix party, right? After the Reid fight? If so, I'd like to ask you..."

"Reme......!

I can't even begin a dialogue without making him aware of reality.

"Why didn't you take part in the Reid fight?

"Spirit... ugh!

A tremendous amount of magic flows into Mr. Ex.

Usually he manipulates his shadow or the shadow of others he touches.

The "Shadow Group", which gathers shadows of multiple people, is meant to gather shadows before using them.

But with the help of the Spirit, you can use the shadows collected by the Spirit.

And now, a vast shadow covered his body, making him look like a giant armor.

"Giant Soldier Armor."

"Last one, lemme. I don't want to expose the world to what you want to hide. But we decided to attack Demon King Castle. Hide your face. You don't want them to know who Lemegeton is."

"Mr. Ex's troubles, I thought about them."

"Eh. Leme, you're crazy. Don't worry about me."

"Mr. Ex is strong. All my people. Still... I've never been first"

He speaks bittersweetly, as if he was still damaged by something, wrapped in robust armor.

"We're number one...! Beyond the Aerials, we're about to step on Demon King's Castle now!

- I knew it, right?

Mr. Ex's dream is... with his people, the world that came first.

"... you made it here, didn't you? But why not? You're not the one to give up."

"I don't know what you're talking about! In the first place, we must be enemies now!

"You are not the one to give up. That's for sure. If you haven't given up, what are you lost in?"

"I'm not lost! I'll take you down! Defeat the Demon King! That's it!"

"Party direction? No. Lack of strength? No. Age? No.... then"

"Why are you here! Why not defend the Castle of the Demon King?

"- Can you be number one, sir?

He gave it a big shot.

"- Huh! We...! Lemme! We're in first place!

"... the truth is, you've already noticed, haven't you? You noticed when my movements changed."

"I don't understand what you're saying from earlier! I'm..."

"Obviously, you're moving duller than usual. I know [the pitch-black brave] is stronger."

He suddenly became quiet.

How much silence would have lasted.

From behind the shadow armor, I heard his voice.

"... why did you come? You'll have your own wishes."

It was a bitter seeping voice.

Mr. Ex's heart, which sank into the world of dreams and accepted it, stopped deluding.

"That's why I'm here. To bring back the brave man I yearn for."

"It's not worth it."

"That's my call."

Phew, and a dry laugh.

"... lemme, do you ever feel more scared than to die?

That's what he asked me.