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You don't understand a word I'm saying, use this stick!
I was just about to say, "Use your wand!" when the wannabes stopped me.

'I told you to be quiet, Krus. Let me handle this. We're having a nice chat right now, and I'll try to negotiate a way for you to leave. All we need is
All we need to do is not antagonize them. There's no way we can win against them.

I've decided. I've decided, you, I'll kill with one blow. If you're ready to fight, take my hand.

Is there a reason he's pretending not to understand? Joaningen was so confident that Crus could not help but think so.
The child smiled and extended a slender hand toward Yowaningen. At the same time, a dense, even heavy, murderous intent fills the room.
Some of the guards he had just saved seemed to be unconscious. Everyone except for Yowaningen was holding their breath, as if waiting for the disaster to pass.


'What? You're a fan of mine? Well, that's kind of ...... flattering.'!

What?

There was no time to stop him.
Even though he didn't understand the words, it was impossible for him not to feel this murderous intent, but he didn't even show any sign of hesitation and grabbed her hand.









You're a very friendly apparition. I was at first relieved to see the child in the fox mask smiling at me.

There are two kinds of illusions in the Treasure House: the giant monster fox that serves as the core, and the countless family members. The monster foxes are incredibly large and are said to be in the center of the treasure house all the time, which means that the child in front of you is one of your family members.

The phantoms in this treasure house have unruly power even at the lowest level. According to what I've heard, there have only been a few instances of our family members being attacked since its inception. In terms of power, it's probably the boss of a high-level treasure house.

Even if Therum were on our side, the odds of winning would not be high. Thelum's magic was terrifying, but that was because we were vulnerable, and I don't think it would be effective against illusions.

So all I had to do was to get him in a good mood at all costs and let him go. Pride be d*mned.
Fortunately, although they have terrible power, they don't come to kill you with murderous intent like the common phantoms in the treasure house.

Last time, I paid them tribute and got down on my knees and they forgave me.

But it seems this time is a little different. The phantom did not ask me to get down on my knees, nor did it ask for tribute.
He only smiled and spoke a few words, and did not demand anything in particular. They are so friendly that they seem to let you go without doing anything.

Could it be that this "lost inn" is different from the one where I lost my way in the past?
Maybe they weren't lying when they said they would welcome me? You don't have to welcome me, please let me go.

'Jitsu ha fandes. Akshitekdasai.

He reached out his hand and I took it. I wonder what kind of culture you've built, that your name is known even to illusions.
Krus lets out a short scream.

He didn't know what had been done to him. There was no color, no sound, nothing.

All I knew was that at this moment, one of my most expensive warding fingers had been activated. I hurried to check my surroundings. Krus is staring at me wide-eyed.
I don't understand. I blink my eyes and ask the apparition, who remains frozen in my hand.

'......? You, what did you do?'

'...... I'm sorry.'

'What? What did you do?

The illusion that had a solid form was fading away. From the tips of my feet, they turned to dust as if they were being eroded. The hand that should have been grasped tightly cut through the air.
There was a thud. All that remained was the fox mask that the child had been wearing.


'U...... geeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!


Suddenly, Mr. Franz got down on all fours on the spot and vomited profusely.
His eyes widen at the sudden vomiting. The Emperor did not throw up, but his face was bloodless.
Crus, who had also turned pale, held his mouth and said.

'I see,......, that's how to defeat the Phantom here,.......'

'Huh.

I don't know what he's talking about. I'm not sure what he's talking about. The one in the corner of his eye was a fox mask.

'Conditions? I can't lie. ......? I'm sure you're not the only one who has a problem with this. Ugh. ...... Yowa, ningen, how can you be so calm in this mana material?

I'm not sure. Well, I'm comfortable.

You all look sick, but it's probably just mana material sickness.
I've never experienced it because I have almost no ability to absorb or hold mana material, but it seems that for talented hunters with high mana material absorption ability, mana material sickness caused by absorbing more mana material than they can tolerate is a common occurrence. It's like a muscle ache.
When I came here in the past, everyone had it except me.

I picked up a fox mask. Is this a ...... lost and found? A drop? Why did you die just holding my hand? Hand-holding is a weakness? That's ridiculous. Then why did you ask for a handshake?

What was it made of? The mask was smooth and hard. Well, if he left it behind, you can have it as a souvenir. You can return it if they say anything. .......

But it was still white outside the ship. The scene of a familiar [lost inn] spread out ahead of where Telm and the others had run away.
There's no point in staying here. This treasure house is not just a treasure house. I really don't want to go there, but as far as I know, the only way out of this treasure house is to ask the boss for forgiveness.





'No choice, let's go to ......'.


I have to go. To the phantoms in this treasure house, people are all the same, so the survival rate would be higher if I, who know a little about this place, go there.
There are rules in this treasure house, said a phantom I encountered in this place a long time ago.


A god is not bound by anything. Only the god himself can bind him.


Krus seemed to panic as I approached the exit (entrance?). As I approach the exit (entrance?), he says hurriedly.

'Yowaningen, the staff--'

'What? I don't need it.

It's too heavy. I'd get tired carrying it around.

Krus rolls his eyes and looks at the cane and me in turn.

'Huh? Then why did you bother to prepare it?

'............ I thought that maybe Crus would like to use it.'

'!

Besides, all the phantoms in this treasure house can speak, so you don't need a wand.
What you need is love. Love. Don't be aggressive. Humans are insignificant to the shadows in this treasure house.


Step from the airship room into the treasure house. Suddenly, I heard a voice at my feet.



'I want fried tofu. Give me the fries or I will attack.


There was nothing there until a moment ago.
Sitting in the vermilion-painted wooden corridor was, as before, a child wearing a fox mask.
However, the one who appeared this time had a slightly different appearance, and her voice was not one-sided, and she was a girl. Her hair is a light golden color.

A slender fingertip is held out towards me.




I'm sorry, I don't have any fried tofu ...... this time. The only thing that Citrie has prepared and loaded for us is preserved food.