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When I said that I had obtained the power of purification but did not know how to use it, my grandfather sighed openly.

‘Is that so?’

When I think back to the first time I used the power of embrace, it felt a bit more natural.

The moment I decided to embrace even the other person’s resentment and lamentation, I naturally knew what to do.

On the other hand, I have no idea what the miracle of purification is. I have no idea what to do or how to do it.

‘It was just a simple technique. If you think about it, I didn’t do anything.’

Neither the prayer that came out when I wrote the miracle of purification, nor the divinity that flowed within my body, nor the phenomenon that resulted from it, were any of them a perfect reflection of my will.

It’s to the point where I wonder if there’s even half a will. In this situation, act like you’re performing a miracle. Is ‘clicking’ a crossbow the same as aiming and shooting a bow?

‘That’s right. Then that will work.’

After hearing my grandfather’s words, I nodded and reached out to the fairies again.

And then, when I resolved to purify the power of Agra, the divinity within me stirred, but my divinity was unable to create any phenomenon in the world.

The power of purification was blocked by the power of Agra. To be precise, my power was crushed by the power of Agra that the Pope had wielded.

‘grandfather?’

‘That’s not what I asked. I just wanted advice on what to do next.’

It’s normal for the boss to be stronger than the user. It doesn’t make sense for them to be at a similar level to the user or weaker.

Even if you take it outside the game perspective, it’s true that the Pope is stronger than me.

It doesn’t make sense that I’m stronger than that lunatic who’s been alive for hundreds of years since the age of mythology.

But there may be a way. As Erginus said before, power is something more comprehensive. If you can properly handle the power of purification, you will surely find a way.

‘In detail. In detail.’

I continued to ponder while sitting on the snow, and eventually I lay down on the floor.

To put it simply, I was at a loss.

The dictionary definition of the word purification is ‘to make clean something that is dirty or impure.’

I’m sure it’s true because I looked it up before when I got the miracle of purification.

It’s not that difficult.

Restoring the original purity to a polluted lake is called purification, cleaning up a mess is called purification activity, and giving a good heart to an evil person who harbored an impure mind is called purification, and in movies, bombing a place occupied by aliens is called a purification operation.

Anything that purifies something that is judged to be dirty can be called purification.

So, the power of purification should be seen as a power that is originally versatile and has amazing performance.

‘It’s too comprehensive!’

So what is the standard for something dirty and what is the standard for something impure! Shouldn’t this be made clear?

Of course I know what is dirty or impure.

I can definitely say that something like animal excrement or my room after staying up all night for three days is dirty.

A vixen who waits under the bed hoping to be discovered, or a black saint who runs to you when you call her because she wants to steal someone else’s husband, are impure.

That’s not what I’m talking about.

For example, there are fairies sitting motionless above my head right now.

These guys are fast asleep, having been struck by the power of the end.

What exactly is impure about these guys?

How and where should I purify myself to eliminate Agra’s power?

‘It’s useless! This is what’s important! You have to look into these details to find a loophole!’

Of course, you shouldn’t stop thinking like that. If you do, you’ll end up falling behind others.

To be number one in the speedrunning realm, you need to have not only superior physical strength and luck, but also the ability to think creatively.

At first, it was praised as an awesome idea, but later on, everyone copied it and it became meaningless, but the important thing is to be the first to do something like this.

Anyway, from my perspective with this kind of mindset, the power of purification felt very ambiguous.

‘But you have to find a way to distinguish between impure and impure before you can delve into the details! Think about it! Some people may even consider the existence of fairies, not humans.

There are also cases of denial! Those kinds of people might be able to purify the fairies!’

I said it half-jokingly, but half-seriously. You never know what might happen if you use the power of purification without thinking.

Even if it’s just a fairy’s playfulness, it’s considered impure from the old man’s perspective. If you’re not careful, even that playfulness can be purified.

‘In order to prevent the worst, I need to figure out exactly what I need to purify! I need to figure out exactly what the evil god’s power does, and I need to figure out what my power can do!’

My grandfather, hearing my cries like this, laughed as if he found it ridiculous.

‘…yes?’

‘It was like that, right?’

I slightly raised my head at the idea that I was the standard for judgment, but then quickly laid back down.

So, in the end, if I can’t be sure, it’s meaningless.

Aah. I’ve lost my confidence. I feel like I can’t do anything with the power of purification or Nabal like this.

‘If I keep running, something will come out, right?’

‘Yes? Why do you bother hunting? There’s plenty to eat.’

I currently have enough food in my inventory to last five people for a month.

These are things I put in case I get sucked into a medium-sized or larger dungeon.

If you look at the text in the game, it says that you can cook and eat monsters in the dungeon, but how can you touch something like that?

‘Have you ever been lost in Grandpa’s dungeon?’

There was a deep saltiness to my grandfather’s words, that you had to distinguish between things you could eat if you felt sick after eating them and things you could eat if you felt fine.

Coming down from the snowy mountain while listening to my grandfather’s story of hardship, I moved my feet without thinking, following my intuition.

I’ve felt so lucky before.

This time, I didn’t think my intuition would be wrong.

Walking in the snow was familiar. One of the things the Arn family had trained themselves to do was march in the snow.

My feet sinking in wasn’t a big deal.

But when I thought about it, I wondered if it really had to be like this. If I just stepped lightly with a fairy’s gait, it wouldn’t sink in.

I actually tried it and it worked.

From then on, I ran as if I was walking on bare ground.

But at some point, I started to feel something strange.

Does it make sense that nothing comes out even though I’m running faster than a horse?

‘At least it doesn’t seem like an ordinary place.’

I know all the topography of the continent.

But among the terrains on the continent, there is no terrain where I could run until the sun went down and nothing would come out.

Something is wrong here.

‘Grandpa. Among the dungeons you’ve entered while dealing with Agra, is there one similar to this one?’

‘Right? I’ve never seen a dungeon like this before. That’s why I’m nervous.’

If this place is a place that is infinitely extended by the power of the end, it might not be entirely impossible.

Does that make sense? It’s the power that ends death and grants eternal life, so removing the end of a dungeon is nothing.

This is an extremely efficient dungeon for someone who wants to screw someone over.

Because it can torment the person inside it for eternity without any preparation.

It’s not like there are no strategies at all, so it’s not that it deviates too much from the definition of a dungeon.

‘I’m so excited that my heart is beating fast.’

Yeah, it’s so efficient it’s disgusting.

As I watched the sunset with a hollow smile on my face, I somehow had the thought that I would be able to get back to the end of this place.

It felt completely different from when I was trying to purify the fairies.

Because I truly believed that this was wrong and that a place like this should not exist.

The moment I put my heart into wishing that this place would return to its proper form, the snowfield that had been dyed in vermilion disappeared and a plain dyed in brown appeared.

I don’t know for sure, but this place was truly the right world.

Because the scent of grass brushing my nose with the wind told me so.