Chapter 220: Since they are always lying and hiding I tried to bluff a bit, and they really were hiding, I can't take this anymore.

Day 58 Early Evening, Dungeon, 90F

There are things that better be voiced. Even if one is constantly getting scolded for saying unnecessary stuff, some things can't be understood without speaking out So I tried that?

Pierce through, Mistilteinn! Kind OooOOooOoF? WHAAAT?

While having an acute attack of previously serious 8th-grader syndrome, I manage to make it out alive. And here we have Mistilteinn (Mistletoe) that every person currently ravaged by that disease would be overjoyed to see. [1]

No, I was simply wondering if maybe it's hiding, so I tried to provoke it, and it actually activated As I thought, some of them were still hiding! Yeah, I hate this, what's up with this world?!

Yes, another one was hiding, disguising itself.

Realizing thatStaff?wasStaff of the World Tree, and if the world tree is Yggdrasil, then its Norse mythology, in that caseParasitic Vine(Mistletoe) is uber suspicious? Well, I thought that I might be overthinking it, but when I put it to the test, it turned out that it really was hiding!

This Mistletoe was the spear Mistilteinn from Norse mythology.

According to the Norse mythology, Mistilteinn is that Mistletoe that pierced through and killed the god of light Baldr, who was invulnerable to all things in existence.

It's unclear if that is the name of the weapon or the mistletoe, myths seem to have a description of Baldr being pierced through by Mistilteinn spear, but there seem to be various opinions in that regard. So I tried to shout that?

But man, I only tried saying it as a test and the floor master of the 90th floor Greater Guardianvanished? The giant armored Guardian with unexpectedComplete Immunity , was instantly annihilated. There is also a giant hole in the dungeon, and I only tried saying it?

Looks like even Slime-san finally mastered Flat Gaze. How is it even doing that? Even though it has no eyes? Well, in the old days, Armored Pres-san managed to do that in a helmet while having only a skull for a face, so I guess that's how things work.

And I also lost tons of MP and feel completely exhausted. This is the bad one! It's that type of certain kill attack that a hero would use, do or die, if it fails I'm screwed. There is no way I can use something like that.

I'm so beat that were I to be assaulted right now I'd die without being able to provide any resistance.

I take a rest while munching on MP and stamina mushrooms. I almost fainted there. Going unconscious after one shot is a sure way to end up dead in this world, this is a suicide weapon. I also don't feel like it can be used with restraint, so it's getting sealed.

Well, merely discovering it is good enough. and thanks to that, the wooden staff, revisedStaff of the World Tree, likely became even more of an uncontrollable weapon.

By the way, what remained fromGreater Guardian Lv 90was responsibly eaten by the staff, or rather, by Slime-san.

Moreover, in this world, the speed of travel changes with leveling up and obtaining new skills, no wonder I rarely see any horses around. Well, in part it is surely due to the region being poor, but even so, even though this is a fantasy world, I'm yet to have a single horseback or stagecoach ride.

Yes, all of my traveling is done by walking, and sometimes by flying and crashing. Looks like the only place where the fantasy part of the fantasy world is playing out is the bedroom. Yeah, that's surely something amazing that didn't exist in our original world!

Well, she is the Dungeon Emperor after all? No one else can possess such a luxurious feel of peerless beauty. That's amazing, seriously!

Now, when we reach the inn I'd likely have Berserk Great Sage Vice B-san waiting for me. The trial is awaiting. That is surely an ordeal of ultimate difficulty for any highschool boy. Well, I made a promise, so I'm going to do it?

You know?

Lately, I'm passing through the gates while completely ignored by the guards. I doubt there are that many towns where dungeon emperors and dungeon masters pass freely everyday by simply being well known? At this point it makes me wonder, from whom are they guarding the place exactly?

Dropping by the general store and then the weapons store on the way, I also visit the Adventurers' Guild, just in case, replenishing on Flat Gazium by complaining about the bulletin board, and then head to the inn.

I'm home~? Kinda? Or rather Why are you glaring at me? Well, Ive already said everything that there is to say on this, outlining a clear path to the truth, which is, I did nothing wrong?

I have no idea why you are even glaring at me, but no matter what the reason you may have, I most likely did nothing wrong anyway? Even if you unravel the providence of continual change of all things in creation, I still seem to not be the one at fault anyway? Kinda?

I got scolded? Getting scolded with 40 dead eyes staring at me was scary. Eyes look terrifying without light to them? It's not like I was the one who splashed juices on them, but I got scolded anyway.

Those were Fly-san's fly juices, but they scolded me. Meanwhile, Armored Pres-san and Slime-san did a fade away, looking as if they were completely unrelated to this! Every time I glance at them they are getting further and further away! Eh?

Weren't we in this together?

But those dead, void-like eyes were seriously terrifying! They must be lying on the exactly opposite vector from the flat gaze. Forcibly ending the long sermon by reviving whats dead through the power of pseudo-Italian cutlets, I was finally freed.

As expected, everyone already took a bath, so Armored Pres-san went there together with Slime-san, looking a bit lonesome.

Now, it's time for the trial.

[TL Notes: [1] Mistilteinn ("Mistletoe"), is Hrmundr Gripsson's sword in Hrmundar saga Gripssonar, a legendary saga from Iceland and also the name of a certain spear. Mistletoe or Mistilteinn is also what was used to kill Baldr in Gesta Danorum.

Curiously, MC of Hrmundar saga eventually literally dropped the sword in favor of a club to finish a certain opponent and later stuck with it. ]