Pajiik.

Huh?

I felt a curious feeling and the place where my gaze was drawn was around my waist.

Pajijikikiki!

Small blue sparks flew from my satchel bag.

Whats wrong with this?

<Its time to change the bag. You should have bought that beige shoulder bag then.>

If its really about durability, Im in trouble. I used up all my VIP shop points to buy a floppy disk and the holy grail of ancestral rites.

With a serious face, I lifted the satchel bag and examined it.

Again, a strange spark that could not be called static electricity occurred.

I didnt feel much when I brushed it on my fingertips, but the way it flowed on the surface of the satchel as if groping for something was suspicious.

Are there any problems with the items Im storing?

Come to think of it, its been a while since Ive cleaned up the inventory. When I tried to unlock it to check inside.

[The Supreme Merchant of All Things tells you to stop.]

Huh? A new god has appeared.

[The Supreme Merchant of All Things aims at your satchel bag with the pipe.]

Pasut!

The electric current in the satchel bag disappeared. It was a quick solution as if they had just caught an irritating fly.

The word Pipe gave me a sense of who the new god was.

Are you the VIP Point Shop Grandma?

[The Supreme Merchant of All Things savors a herbal puff of smoke as a positive.]

As expected.

[The World-building God has just comes running and asks The Supreme Merchant of All Things whats going on here.]

[The Supreme Merchant of All Things says she visited because there was a minor problem with the goods she sold to the transmigrator.]

[The World-building God requests a detailed explanation.]

[The Supreme Merchant of All Things says that some suspicious being tried to trick the transmigrator.]

Huh? A suspicious being?

[The World-building God is surprised and indignant at what kind of a bastard it was.]

[The Supreme Merchant of All Things says that he wont do anything stupid anymore because she beat him up with a pipe.]

[The World-building God relaxes his expression.]

So, theres no problem now?

[The Supreme Merchant of All Things asks you to stop by the Point Shop when you have free time.]

[The Supreme Merchant of All Things hastily returns to her business.]

I organized my mind in a slightly bewildered mood.

An item I bought at the point shop became a problem, and a suspicious entity groped my satchel bag, which caused the sparks.

I had a memory that went right through my mind.

The dungeon I went to get the floppy disk. The owner of that place.

When I recalled the obsessive search messages that popped up, I got goosebumps, and I suddenly felt wronged.

Isnt this floppy disk a stolen item after all?

It was a save point, so I bought it with great enthusiasm to give as a gift, but now I got afraid of the original owners tracking, so I couldnt even take it out.

Whew

<What is that sigh? Whats going on?>

Ill tell you later

<Yes. Because there are a lot of people around now.>

Once again, I felt very grateful and fortunate that Agnes was by my side.

Who else can I complain to if not her?

At that moment.

Surururu.

The glass windows, which had been dark as if the night had fallen, regained their transparency. It was a phenomenon that signaled the end of the battle in the boss room.

All eyes, including mine, turned towards the entrance.

Soon the door opened and Thesilid appeared.

The

I was about to say that he had worked hard without hiding my pleasure.

Ellet

Thesilid was barely standing on the doorframe, the corners of his mouth and chest were all dyed red.

Cough!

!

Unable to overcome the recoil of vomiting blood, his body lost balance.

My body moved first before I thought about anything and when I came to my senses, I had already closed the distance in an instant and hugged him.

Thesilid!

Sir Thesilid!

While the paladins panicked, I slowly lowered my posture while holding Thesilid. After using my lap as a pillow, I poured heals.

The internal wounds were severe and there was a lot of bleeding. I leaked a potion into his mouth to replenish lost blood.

Ill do it.

He struggled to raise his upper body and drank the potion himself.

What happened? Was the battle that fierce? What about the 9th Circle scroll? Could it be that it was useless magic?

I was sorry after I finished talking. I unknowingly poured out a series of questions out of desperation.

Thesilid stared at me for a long while.

He must have been surprised at how I behaved unlikely my usual self. Just as I was about to become embarrassed, he opened his mouth.

It was a real 9th Circle, so there was a little bit of recoil. Anyway, I caught the Boss, and Im fine now because you healed me. Dont worry.

He gathered his energy and smiled kindly.

But I saw the darkness underneath it.

The reason was guessed.

The answers given by the Bible of Truth would not have satisfied him.

When asked why he was regressing, he would get an abstract and vague answer that he was given a mission to save the world.

Inevitably, another question is bound to arise.

So how do I save the world?

In fact, after using the right to answer questions for the first time, he can only await for the next return to ask the second question.

He briefly contemplated suicide but was dissuaded because of doctrine, however after that, he lived very roughly through that episode.

Is it still like that?

What if he has a bad heart?

As I watch Thesilid, who had a bad complexion, an urge rose in my throat.

Because I, the Transmigrator, know all the answers to his questions.

But

[The Spoiler Inspector sternly warns you that it is not acceptable to reveal to the main character a future he has not yet experienced.]

[The World-building God urges you not to be swayed by impulses and follow Inspectors warning.]

[The Scales that Judges the Soul watches you anxiously.]

I havent experienced the penalty for a heavenly leakage yet. I only narrowly crossed the line to the level of warning.

If World God stopped it and even Ms. Libra was worried about it, the price must be heavy. It was right to be a good listener this time.

When I tightened my grip to resist the urge.

Eli?

A slightly shaky voice filled with confusion struck my ears. Only then did I realize that I was unknowingly holding onto Thesilids hand.

Oh sorry.

No.

I carefully let go of his hand.

Khu-hm.

Hm-uhm.

Loud coughing sounds evoked the atmosphere.

It was Rex and Clovis.

Feeling the attention focused on Thesilid, and me I was quite embarrassed.

[The Scales that Judges the Soul is sad because the atmosphere just now was good.]

Thanks to Ms. Libras playful words, I completely came to my senses.

After shaking off my thoughts, I saw something I hadnt seen before. I found an object in the hand opposite the Thesilid.

What is that?

Ah, this

What he showed out in his large palm was an antique key. The shape was slightly different from the one Elantia had.

Did you get it from the Bosss room?

As far as I know, this dungeon doesnt give items or skill books other than the rights to Q&A the Bible of Truth.

They told me to go to another library.

?

It was a surprise.

This is not in the original story?

[The Spoiler Inspector tries to deny the shameless sense of strangeness coming from the destroyer of the original herself.]

[The Creative Business Manager complains about using the expansion pack without purchasing it again.]

Thesilid asked with a dumbfounded face.

Is something wrong, Eli?

Hm, no.

Clearing his question made it clear that there would be more to explain on my part.

Then a rather peculiar system message popped up.

[The <System> Dungeons Temporary owner, the Chief Librarian, resigns, and the S-class dungeon Library of All Things will be closed.]

Elantia was a temporary boss, and this place was the Demon Kings territory. As long as the boss is gone, the dungeon returns to the owner, Inferinos.

From our point of view, a situation similar to the forced closing we experienced in the Millennium Ice Castle will unfold.

The bronze embossment, which I thought was a decoration on the wall, opened its mouth.

<The Library of All Things will be closed soon. I threaten you to exit quickly and in an orderly manner like a cultured demon.>

Right after the announcement was heard over the mural.

Dutudugugututu!

Thick walls began to slowly descend from the ceiling at regular intervals. Like a firewall that works in case of a fire.

Y-Your G-Grace! W-Walls! The walls are coming down!

Were going to be trapped like this!

Raising Thesilid up, I said.

Dont panic. Just like in the Millennium Ice Castle.

Ye-yes!

Come on, run! Depart!

We kicked the floor vigorously towards the exit gate created at the end of the hallway.

The Library of All Things has little difference between reality and the flow of time.

Therefore, when we got out of the dungeon, the reality was around lunchtime in Elpenheim.

I looked back at Rex and Clovis among the tired paladins.

The two paladin captains were neatly straightening up their uniforms with solemn faces after having run for dear life.

Captains, lets report the subjugation and then go eat.

Yes, Your Grace.

We left the forbidden book storage and went back down the long underground corridor.

Your Grace, there is only one dungeon left.

Your Knights Order will be recognized soon. Congratulations in advance.

Clovis and Rex were happy as if it was their own business. This was also part of social life.

If you need to increase the number of people, please just say the word to our Ministry of Doctrine.

There are many talented people from the Sacred Sheep like Thesilid in the Inquisition Office. If its for Your Eminence, Ill transfer them right away.

Yes, I will think about it.

We reached the end of the underground corridor and climbed the stairs to the ground level. Clovis asked cautiously.

May I ask where the next dungeon is?

Next

When I stepped on the last step from the stairway on the first floor, I had to stop what I was about to say.