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    – Do you know how much power the owner of the forest has in the forest?

    “Stupid fox. How far can you go?”

    “If I were to use my own body as a standard, I would have to say that there are many parts that are close to omnipotence when in the forest.”

    The owner of the forest refers to the guardian chosen by the forest that has reached a certain size.

    The owners of the forest, who have to handle many tasks on behalf of the unintelligent forest, can do most of the work in managing the forest.

    For example, changing the structure of a forest. Striking a balance between life.

    If you use the powers of the owner of the forest to the fullest, such as inviting new life, you can configure the forest as you wish.

    Adri, who shook his head at the stupid fox’s explanation, lowered his voice slightly and continued speaking.

    – Since the owner of the forest can exert a lot of power in the forest, if you can steal the power of the owner of the forest, it is quite possible to turn the forest itself into a dungeon.

    “…seizing power won’t be that easy.”

    – As the fox said, it is not easy to take away the power of the owner of the forest. Because the name of the spirit object is not Heomyeong. However, the story is different when the power of an evil spirit intervenes.

    The power possessed by the owner of the forest is that of a spirit being. No matter how excellent a warlock’s skills are, it is difficult to take away the power of someone of a different level of existence.

    However, if an evil spirit intervenes here, it is a different story. The status of the owner of the forest becomes a waste in front of a transcendent being called an evil god.

    The stupid fox, who was quietly listening to Adri’s explanation, jumped down from my shoulder and took on the shape of a human.

    Surprised that the white fox had turned into an alluring woman, Bisi opened her eyes wide, but the stupid fox didn’t pay any attention and just looked at Adri.

    “Explanation of theory. Is it possible?”

    – of course. Fox.

    The theory of black magic that Adri explained was something that I, who did not know much about magic, could not understand.

    However, the goofy fox’s expression looked uncharacteristically serious, so I quietly stepped back.

    I think I know what my grandfather is talking about.

    A fairy forest that has now been occupied by a dark evil spirit who has become a hikikomori under the tunnel.

    The power of the evil spirit that covered it.

    As I recalled what I had encountered through the story in the game, I frowned without realizing it.

    Because the scene I saw through the monitor at that time was not something I could laugh at.

    Is that what is about to unfold in that forest?

    As I gazed at the quiet forest, I remembered who the owner of this place was.

    She had the power of a bear.

    Although he has a size comparable to the Rasha I saw a few months ago, he is a soft person on the inside.

    She was very cute when she complained that she had only recently become the owner of the forest and didn’t know how to test it.

    What? Still, the owner of the forest is the owner of the forest, so it wasn’t cute at all to see them fighting.

    As I was reflecting on my own memories that existed beyond the monitor, I naturally felt strength entering my hands.

    Could I have saved the bear if I had come a little faster? Death by the group that occupied that forest.

    no.

    no.

    for a moment.

    “Stupid fox! If the shabby person protecting that gloomy forest disappears, won’t that shabby authority disappear along with it?!”

    “…Hmm? uh. It will happen. But why is that?”

    “So that means the poor guy who lost to the misfits is still alive?”

    – I guess so. Words are a source of power. In fact, it is no different from making the owner of the forest your servant.

    Still alive.

    I’m so shy that I don’t know what to do. That bear that looks like it would be fun to play with is over there.

    With the corners of my mouth raised with a smirk, I passed between Adri and the idiot fox and kicked the unconscious sword to wake him up.

    “…Huh? Why am I fainting? ah! miss! There’s a ghost here!”

    “Huge meeting♡ I am. I think a puppy that whines because it’s scared of ghosts is useless. What about you?♡”

    “That. That is.”

    “If you want to get abandoned, feel free to pass out again♡ I’ll gladly kick your ass♡”

    Karl, who was sweating profusely, quickly got up from his seat and assumed the posture of a knight.

    “No! It will never happen again!”

    “Really?♡”

    “Yes! This knife! I will overcome even my fear to protect you!”

    After seeing that Karl’s face had become serious, I told the people who were staying in the same place to follow me and ran at a fast pace.

    To meet the perverted apostle and the wolf who will be waiting at the meeting place.

    “It’s been a while since I last saw you, but you still look beautiful. Lady Aln. Even the gloomy forest seems to be warmly colored by the light of the Lady.”

    The perverted apostle, who had already arrived at the meeting place, smiled brightly when he saw me and started talking nonsense as usual.

    I was slowly getting used to this treatment, and at the moment when I was about to listen to the perverted apostle’s words with one ear and let them out with the other, he took out a piece of paper from his arms and unfolded it.

    It was me who was drawn there. This is me smiling broadly while looking at someone beyond the picture.

    The moment I saw the picture, which showed subtle distortion according to the pervert apostle’s taste, my expression naturally fell.

    Even though his heartfelt contempt was pouring out, the Perverted Apostle continued calmly.

    “This is the picture I will put on the next ornament. Evaluate the lady…”

    Before the perverted apostle could say anything, I picked up the painting, tore it into pieces, threw it on the floor, and trampled it.

    “The masterpiece of my life!”

    The perverted apostle, who was looking at me with soulless eyes, collapsed and let out a sound that was close to a scream, but I did not regret my actions.

    I had no choice but to do so because I saw a small speech bubble drawn next to my face.

    Why on earth did you write the word Apostle?

    no. Even if this is the case, if you drew your own delusion, you will just see it for yourself. Why are you showing it to me?

    No matter how you look at this, you want to be sold! You pervert!

    “Lucy! What if I tear that precious thing up? Move your feet! I will restore my paper!”

    “…Stupid fox. Could you please shut up?”

    “Or step on me with that foot! In that case, I will quietly resign!”

    “Me too! If you step on me too, I will gladly resign!”

    “…What is happening?”

    At this point, as I was chewing my lips, thinking that I might not be guilty of breaking the heads of two people with a mace, I heard a bewildered voice next to me.

    A wolf with the sharpest fangs. Murer was showing his sincere bewilderment at the sight of the idiot fox and the perverted apostle.

    “Apostle of the Arts Church. Reena. What on earth are you two doing?”

    “I’m just faithful to my instincts!”

    “I am dedicating my body to beautiful art!”

    Even in the face of embarrassment from normal people, the two perverts remained faithful to their desires.

    As I watched Mueller, who was unconsciously taking a step back due to the pressure of the two people’s momentum, and the two perverts, who were talking passionately about why they were doing this, I realized that the story would not progress if it continued like this.

    So I sighed and sat down on top of the stupid fox.

    Then the idiot fox let out a voice full of joy and closed his mouth, and the perverted apostle looked at the idiot fox and me alternately, as if envious.

    “Disgusting trash♡ A guy who is good at nothing but dexterity can only draw me like that♡ Don’t you feel ashamed?♡”

    “…Was something wrong?”

    “Is there a problem?♡ Hahaha♡ Are you asking because you really don’t know?♡ The problem is that the distorted image of me in your imagination is disgusting♡”

    “Indeed…”

    “If I leave it to your disgusting imagination, I’m sure you’ll draw something perverted again♡ I’ll have to see it for myself♡”

    “Young-ae. That means that you will definitely become a model.”

    “Well?♡ What does it mean?♡”

    “I will do my best in this matter! To please the lady!”

    “Big♡ You’re so desperate~♡ Yes. Do your best♡ If you like it, I’ll kick it♡”

    After easily subduing the two people, I turned my gaze towards Meurer from the idiot fox’s back.

    “Hello. You stupid dog.”

    “…Uh. that. hello. Lady of the Aln family.”

    “Do you know me? You’re a dog with bright ears, right? Aren’t the ears on top of the head a decoration?”

    “Haha. that. You really are the young lady as rumored.”

    I don’t know why, but Murer’s gaze towards me seemed very complicated.

    I was the one who subdued the two perverts because they were causing trouble for him, so why are they making such facial expressions? I really don’t understand.

    ‘…I’m trying my best to deny reality, so please don’t say nonsense.’

    No matter how clueless I am, I don’t even know this!

    You’re just denying it even though you know! Damn grandpa!

    …sigh.

    anyway.

    After somehow controlling the situation, I explained the current situation to Myurer and the Perverted Apostle.

    A forest that is slowly being eroded and becoming a dungeon. The owner of the forest whose power is being taken away from there.

    Followers of warlocks and evil spirits lurking in the forest, carrying out their insidious plans.

    And even my goal of defeating all enemies and rescuing the owner of the forest.

    “It won’t be that difficult. How strong can these idiots be who are struggling because they can’t even properly subdue that dull Gomtaeng?”

    Those who have been with me so far did not comment at all on what I said. He knew that I had made the seemingly impossible come true time and time again, so he calmly prepared to follow my orders.

    However, it was not Mueller. As my story continued, he had a serious expression on his face, crossed his arms and spoke in a heavy voice.

    “I understand that what you want is great. But is that realistically possible?”

    “What is it? I guess the dog was a trash dog with no sense of camaraderie?”

    “…I also have a strong desire to save my colleagues. However, there are things in this world that passion alone cannot do.”

    “Wow.”

    I, who had unconsciously exclaimed at the very normal thoughts and remarks, burst into laughter when I saw Mueller furrowing his eyebrows.

    “You stupid idiot. If your abilities are low, why don’t you just quietly follow what others say?”

    “What do you want to talk about?”

    “I can do things that a sloppy dog can’t do.”

    As the rotten water of Soul Academy, I have repeatedly made possible what others said was impossible.

    Even beyond the monitor. Even now that this world has become reality.

    It won’t be any different just because it’s today.

    There is no way I could fail in the forest that is becoming a dungeon.

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