68 Thirty-five stories. I haven't seen you in about three years.

- Just give me a little time back.

Sasha and her fiancée, Mikael, look to the left and right carefully to ascertain the circumstances of the transfer.

"I'm surprised Sharp Hat can't spot the trap..."

"Is this... is it still inside the 'giant tower'?

"... right. Because of the material, it would still be inside the" giant tower. "

Sasha was being held by Mikael and moved to a place where the two of them were together, even if caught in a transfer trap.

... In fact, Ellie was adjusting to move to the same place even if the two of them weren't hugging each other.

It was flown by a metastatic trap, but only the "White Knights" vice president and former "Race Gathering" members could afford to observe the surroundings undisturbed and calmly.

As the two pointed out, the hallway, made of the same material as the 'giant tower', continues straight. Slowly drawing a right turn, but as far as I can tell, there's not a single obstacle.

The width is lined up by two people, and you can afford to spread your hands.

There were no doors, no windows, as far as the walls could see.

The light created by the magic embedded in the ceiling illuminates the hallway with brilliance.

"... it's pointless to stop like this. Let's move on."

"If it's a scourge, I'll do it."

"No, there may be traps, and I don't know what monsters will ambush you. So the eagle came forward. It's not as sharp as a hat, but you can do about every scourge mane. Prepare to use the Fantasma Class you borrowed from the Count at any time."

"Okay."

Mikael's proposal is for an optimal solution to the status quo. Sasha does not dispute it any further and, as instructed, a fantasy class (Fantasma class) weapon entrusted to him by the Count's house...... looks completely 'Ocarina' in one hand.

The other one, empty, grabs Mikael's cloak from behind.

It is a procedure to avoid splitting when caught again on the metastasis trap and flying.

Mikael also borrowed a shield from the Prime Minister...... This was also a fantasy class (Fantasma Class), with a pattern of monsters with the breath of a goddess and a distressed look on her face.

Rather than designing a shield, it has the artistry to make sense when it comes to a single painting.

He pulls out his sword and walks out.

Slap the floor with your sword with tricks and proceed to make sure there are no traps.

"Lord Sasha, be careful not to tread anywhere but on the floor where the eagle treads"

"Of course, Master Mikael."

The two are as serious as challenging an extremely bad dungeon and start walking down the hallway.

... If you reveal the Tane, there is one trap and not one of the monsters between the thrones where the lights wait.

The two destinations could also be placed directly between the thrones, but were deliberately set to fly into the long hallway.

The reason is, it's just harassment.

Immediately after being flown on a transfer trap, the seemingly nothing hallway stretches. It is a natural consequence to proceed alert to the trap and nervously in vain.

I'm just doing this roundabout on purpose to harass Sasha.

Without knowing it, the two proceed cursorily with the expression of death.

Take the time to be discreet and keep going down the corridor where there is nothing - you get to the end of the corridor.

There is one entrance and exit.

Huge doors awaited.

It's a huge door that even a golem over 4m seems easy to get by.

Sasha leaks pompously.

"It's like a boss room waiting in the dungeon."

"The boss of the 'giant tower', is it... I hope the boss is the Red Dragon and the eagles are safe outside."

Mikael leaks a smile and shrugs his shoulder.

Sasha grinned at his reaction as well.

When they finish laughing the whole way, they squeeze their expressions together.

"... looks like we're going to have to go inside"

"Dear Mikael, I am always ready to use 'Okarina'"

"As soon as you feel in danger, please"

When the two ended their interaction about the other simple responses, Mikael gently touched the door to help.

When touched, the door opens automatically.

Slowly and carefully without sound, it's as smooth as wondering if a dedicated giant is opening or closing.

…… Why is that human being here...?

"Lord Sasha?

When the door opens, a thin blurry hallway is a flicker, so bright a space that you want to suspect you put your face in the sun.

Thinner than the one on the first floor of the 'Giant Tower', but regularly lined with columns, the red carpet stretches in a straight line towards the throne.

The size was also large along with the gym.

High ceilings, still no single window but no sense of obstruction.

As for the throne room, it's too simple, but enough change comes with the beauty of two beautiful girls: a magician-style costume standing in front of the throne, and a blue-haired girl wearing a cat ear hood.

Beauty that even crosses their two elf species.

No matter how much money you bore, arrange skilled craftsmen, and design, you can't cross the space where two beauties colour - even gave such a strong impression.

If we regarded them as a piece of art, a colourful presence between the thrones, we were releasing elegance that would easily surpass even the treasure of Queen Elf's Palace.

The problem is that there's a race (human) sitting on that throne that looks familiar to Sasha.

I can tell right away, even in the distance.

He holds a black cloak in the clown's mask and a cane in his hand.

He was a racial (human) child who had previously misrepresented himself as "Light" on the first day of the "Giant Tower" investigation.

No matter how much Sasha looked down on the race as a human (inferior species) and basically forgot about it without putting it on his teeth, his impression was very strong.

Beneath that mask, there's so much burn that she misses her gaze immediately.

'It could be a light,' he called out, ordering him to take the mask. At that time, Sasha looked at the burns and screamed unexpectedly.

It was therefore deeply engraved in her memory.

"Lord Sasha, do you know anyone who sits on that throne?

"Not so much that I know him...... Just an adventurer I remember seeing on the day of the Tower survey."

…………

They are aware of themselves, but they do not make it slight.

It just seems jizzy, waiting for this one to enter the room.

Mikael, Sasha runs her gaze, but there was nothing but them between the thrones, and there was no room for the Red Dragon to hide.

"... apparently we're going to have to go into the room. Let's go, Lord Sasha."

"Yes, Master Mikael"

When two people enter the room, the door closes.

Naturally, the two of them are not upset because they expected them to, and move on.

Approaching a certain distance, he called from the boy sitting on the throne.

"Long time no see, Sasha."

"? Sure, we've been face-to-face like this since the day of the 'giant tower' investigation, but you're not one of those casual voices. Instead, don't speak up when human beings are inferior. Disgusting!"

Sasha throws up in one breath.

Two beautiful girls standing in front of the throne make a 'irritating' look, but even a frustrating look because they look so neat was beautiful and adorable.

As she stood in front of Sasha, Mikael's expression was never stolen from her fiancée. For that reason, the way he fell in love with the two girls was never seen by his fiancé, Sasha.

The masked boy looks ridiculous - laughing out with the sound of Sasha's spine getting cold.

"Ha ha, that's terrible. We used to throw parties together, we used to get along, we used to dive into dungeons."

"Huh? I'm not mistaken for another elf species. Why should I dive into a dungeon with a human being..."

At first, Sasha finds herself irritated by what appears to be a cod outing statement, roughing up her voice but on her way out of dialogue.

Indeed, I have temporarily dived into a dungeon with a race (human). Realizing that fact, the second half of the words gradually became butt-shuffy.

But the boy's face sitting in front of him has been confirmed.

It's not him.

But Sasha herself managed to reach the depths of the "giant tower" as instructed, while many times her life was in danger by the paper "Waiting in the giant tower".

If the paper is as instructed, there can only be one race (human) on the spot.

A race (human) sitting on the throne lays hands on a mask.

Even though Sasha had seen with her own eyes that there was an ugly thing under it that she hated the most, she could never take her eyes off it.

At this time, my fiancée, who is on my side, even forgets the existence of Mikael, who can be described as the future of her own glory itself, and sees it as eating in.

The boy takes the mask completely.

Sasha had an unconsciously ugly voice.

"Ahhhhhhhhh!!

"Let's say it again. Long time no see, Sasha."

Light laughs.

Laughs violently.

Laughs fun-filled like a fierce beast just before it flies.

"I'm here for revenge three years ago, Sasha......"