Chapter 203

"You call them weaklings, but they can kick your ass, right?" Leon asked.

"They are weaklings…" The big guy said. "Even though they are stronger and even have the numerical advantage, they used tricks to chase us away and lock us here. They are a bunch of cowards who don't have what is necessary to survive and always chose the easy way out to solve their problems."

It wasn't Leon's place to say that he was wrong; he didn't know the history of that world. So, he couldn't refute him. Even though Leon was quite adapted to the act of using tricks… but at least he knew that he couldn't use them at every moment for several reasons.

"You guys really such at using mana, or you can't use it down here?" Leon asked. "You used magic weapons, but I didn't notice you guys using any special attacks."

"We can use to some extent, but they used a spell to suck our mana…" The man clenched his teeth. "They cast a spell to cover the whole continent, and thanks to that spell, our own mana is what keeps us in here locked here."

"Well… that kind of sucks." Leon said. "I guess the people of your world did join forces but also cast aside those who didn't fully obey their commands. Still… to think that bodies could change all that much in just a few decades. Mana is really something crazy…"

"Are we done here?" The big guys asked.

"Almost… Now I just need a map with the localizations of all dungeons in this world." Leon said. "Give me that, and I will let you guys go."

"…We don't have a map with us." The man said.

"That means that you guys have a map somewhere," Leon said.

"Yes… but even our map doesn't have the localizations of all dungeons." The big guy explained. "Only the lower-level ones, since gravity and poison only affect weak monsters. But there is another problem… the map is with our leader back at our camp."

"That certainly is a problem…" Leon rubbed his chin.

"Besides, even if we lend you the map, which we probably can't." The big guy added. "You won't be able to find your way home."

"… How do you know that is my goal?" Leon asked.

"Several individuals like you already came to this planet." The big guy answered. "I didn't hear any of them finding their way home, most barely survived a day, and I'm pretty sure you are the first one to reach the underworld."

"Is that so…" Leon said.

"Yes, their history is basically the same. Talented individuals who pissed of harvesters." The big guy said.

"Harvesters… you mean the guys who are trying to use worlds that recently managed to produce mana to strengthen themselves?" Leon frowned. "Are there a bunch of them?"

"Yes…" The big guy said. "It looks your history matches with the others… Regardless, at least you can rest assured that your world won't have to deal with them directly."

"You talk as if you guys are already dealing with them," Leon said.

���There are several levels of harvesters… it is kind of hard to understand their power since they are much older than any of us." The big guy said. "But there are some that we can understand and we can fight back; we call them fake harvesters… Basically, those are individuals of worlds that got destroyed by the real harvesters or other monsters and are trying to become as powerful as them. Their motives are unknown, but most of them are just greedy bastards who lust for power, but others just want revenge… when I said our world is at war against monsters, I was referring to them."

It looked like Leon got transported to a complicated world; some things were clear like the fact that the inhabitants of that world weren't working toward the same goal. However, others weren't black and white, like the war against the fake harvesters… still, Leon was more interested in why the lizard transported him to such a specific place. He was an idiot, but even that guy had a goal by putting Leon in such a specific world.

Now that Leon obtained some information, he started to wonder if he really could go home just by using dungeons. He had to confirm a few things, but he had a feeling that the dungeons on Earth were different from the dungeons of that world.

"You should come with us to our camp," The big guy said. "Our leader has been fighting for quite a while, and I'm sure he can give you more information."

"… Why are you so friendly all of a sudden?" Leon frowned. "Are you trying to lure me into a trap? If you try to screw with me, my retribution won't end with just your death."

"I was just saying because I'm young, and I only know what I experienced." The big guy said. "Our leader had been fighting since the monsters appeared, so perhaps he can help you to find your way home."

"He has been fighting for seventy years?" Leon frowned. "Even if that is the case, what would you gain from helping me?"

"You are a magician, so I'm sure you can help us in many ways." The man said. "You have many reasons to hesitate, but if you help us, we will certainly help you. There is nothing suspicious in helping each other, right?"

Leon frowned when he heard that, certainly, it wasn't suspicious in working together, but it was kind of weird hearing something so reasonable from a muscular guy that looked like could crush Leon to bits using a single hand.