Chapter Index

    Destroying dungeons isn’t an issue when you’re not being chased by time.

    After all, the ultimate boss destroying the world is a story from a thousand years in the future.

    I, too, would prefer to leisurely focus on leveling up for about 10 years and then retire from dungeon raiding.

    “If only there were no heroines to interfere with that…”

    The problem lies with our main trio of heroines.

    Jill and Yerina have regained their memories, and while Yulia is still unaware…

    Let’s just refer to them as the trio for now.

    Anyway, the fact that these three are currently hell-bent on finding and capturing me is the issue.

    Let’s start with Jill.

    It seems Jill has inherited memories from the first round, and the situation when we parted ways was…

    “Answer me! What were you doing all night with that eavesdropper?”

    “Do you think I’ll believe you if you tell me? No way.”

    “I want to believe you… I want you to tell me so I can believe you… Just tell me in a way that makes sense! Stop with the nonsense about sitting face to face with that eavesdropper and chatting all day!”

    “… ”

    Oh boy.

    I thought I had forgotten about something that happened twelve years ago, but as I try to recall, it unfolds vividly like a video playing.

    “I left Jill in that state.”

    I left her behind and headed towards Palana without resolving anything.

    I thought I could come back later and reconcile when things had cooled down.

    But when I returned to the South, Jill had already issued a warrant for my arrest.

    As the net closed in, I fled to Petenbourg and watched Yulia’s ending.

    In the first round, I became a traitor who fled with all the saint’s flaws and weaknesses intact.

    So, it’s no wonder there was a warrant out for me.

    Being caught by Jill, who hates traitors the most in the world.

    I’ll leave it to your imagination how I fared then.

    “Yerina is somewhat better off…”

    Yerina was in the twelfth round.

    As it was the final round, I remember it clearly.

    The twelfth round was truly flawless.

    From Yerina’s perspective, I must have been a diligent financial investor, entrepreneur, and mercenary.

    I never once got caught cheating and successfully persuaded Yerina to marry me.

    So, is it okay to meet Yerina?

    No.

    If you had to deal with Yerina all through the twelfth round, you wouldn’t say that.

    Why would I pretend to have three jobs?

    It’s because Yerina was trying to monitor me during all my free time.

    No, she even tried to keep me in her sight while I was working.

    So, if I get caught by Yerina, consider the final boss raid a lost cause.

    Yerina will never send me to a place where there’s a risk of me dying.

    She didn’t even allow me to work as a mercenary until I had broken Yerina.

    “Yulia… Ugh, my head hurts.”

    I don’t know if Yulia has regained her memories yet.

    I don’t know which round’s memories will come back, but…

    Regardless of which round it is, it’s going to be a tough battle.

    I’ve never had a good ending with Yulia.

    Oh, and it’s not that I’ve never achieved a 100% ending with Yulia.

    In fact, more than half of the twelfth round was Yulia’s ending.

    The problem is that Yulia’s success rate increases too easily.

    No matter what I do, it goes up.

    Pretending to know something makes it go up.

    Just saying hello makes it go up.

    Ignoring her and doing my own thing makes it go up.

    But the reason it goes up isn’t pure.

    It’s because she’s scheming all sorts of things to be the only one left by my side.

    She raises the success rate on her own, imagining a happy(?) future where only the two of us remain.

    So, if Yulia’s memories return, she will try to shake me and hold onto me without being able to break the habit······.

    Just imagining it makes me tired.

    At least Yerina’s shaking is visible to me.

    Yulia quietly manipulated me from where my eyes couldn’t reach.

    I thought I was moving of my own will, but when I came to my senses, there were many times when I played according to Yulia’s intentions.

    ‘Wow. Looking at them all gathered like this, they all seem like crazy bastards.’

    Well······.

    Listing only the flaws makes them all look like complete bastards.

    But they are still good, charming, and pretty kids.

    There was a time when I loved them enough to momentarily steal my heart.

    However, they are just a big obstacle to my plan to defeat the final boss.

    There is no malice or anything like that.

    So, before these three come looking for me to roast and boil me, I have to defeat the final boss.

    Time is not on my side.

    Especially since all three of them have quite a bit of power in their respective positions.

    They will probably try to find me using methods I can’t even imagine.

    But if I just rush through the dungeons and challenge the final boss early?

    Nine times out of ten, it’s suicide.

    Because my specs are far from enough.

    Even the game developers said this was an impossible difficulty level.

    Even if you have all kinds of strategies, items, and attributes, it’s still difficult.

    Skipping all that and defeating the final boss is nonsense.

    ‘You have to balance speed and specs.’

    In other words, you have to gather everything quickly while maximizing your time.

    In short, you have to run a speedrun.

    You have to succeed in the first attempt at the final boss challenge.

    I think I have been quite diligent in clearing the dungeons so far.

    Although I lost some time in Kuren and Basel.

    I got a good tool like Cornelia and a time-saving barrier like Alicia, so it’s a long-term gain.

    So now it’s time to use the time I’ve earned.

    It’s time to upgrade my specs like crazy in one place.

    That’s why I’m rushing to the road in the early morning, riding the dawn carriage tonight······.

    “Hey.”

    “······.”

    Why do I see a rabbit’s ear here?

    Among the covered luggage boxes.

    The fur that clearly shines white in the moonlight, peeking out through the tent gap, caught my eye.

    Then, startled by my voice, it flinched and went inside the tent.

    “I saw it, this little guy.”

    “Ah!”

    As I put my hand inside, something grabbed my hand and a scream burst out.

    And as I pulled it up, lo and behold.

    Alicia, with tears streaming down her face, was lifted up by both ears in my hand.

    I must have said goodbye to this cute rabbit in Basel.

    Why is it stuck inside this carriage?

    “Explain.”

    “W-Well······. I actually wanted to ride this carriage from the beginning? What do I need to explain?”

    “Ha. Do you want to be thrown outside?”

    “Ah! I-I got it! I’ll tell you!”

    As I tried to grab her ears and drag her to the back of the carriage, she finally made a decent explanation.

    A noble lady like Alicia spending the night in this cramped luggage carriage and traveling?

    It’s an unbelievable story.

    You should at least make a decent excuse.

    “In fact, I felt uncomfortable just letting you go like this······.”

    “So what. Can you be more specific?”

    “Ah! Please stop grabbing my ears! It feels like it’s going to tear again······.”

    “Ah.”

    Oops.

    She’s already tearing up.

    “Sniff······ Hic······ Twice······ Twice······.”

    I’ve learned something new.

    The ears of a rabbit person are probably their erogenous zone.

    Even with a libido suppressor on, if you press hard enough, you reach climax.

    No, maybe it’s not just rabbit beastmen, but Alicia as well…

    “It would be better to change out of wet clothes.”

    “How do you expect me to undress in front of you!”

    “Why are you mad at me? You’re the one who’s itching.”

    “At least you should maintain some basic manners! Turn around, please!”

    “Are you demanding manners from someone who treated you like trash from the start?”

    “Ugh…”

    She glared at me as if she were angry, but what can you do.

    Alicia, known for her strong pride, can she really change her clothes in front of me?

    No. I can guarantee that she absolutely can’t.

    She’ll have to call a maid to stop the carriage and get off.

    It’s really time to hurry.

    “This little…”

    However, unexpectedly, Alicia’s hand goes inside her damp skirt.

    Oh. This was not expected.

    Alicia, with her arms crossed, gives me a fierce look, lifting her skirt to a precarious position.

    Then, gradually, pink underwear coming down between her legs.

    The damp underwear is removed and tucked to the side.

    “I didn’t expect it to be this intense…”

    And then, she takes out a handkerchief and carefully wipes her private parts, making sure I can’t see.

    Of course, I didn’t look away at all until then.

    Alicia looks at me with tears in her eyes.

    Next, she puts on spare panties.

    As she takes off her wet dress, the smooth curves of her rabbit beastman body shine under the moonlight.

    The upper underwear is pink, the lower is white, matching.

    “Ugh!”

    And then, quickly.

    As she puts on a pink dress she took out of her bag, the transformation is complete.

    It feels like I just watched a challenge of changing clothes quickly.

    “Can I borrow a new handkerchief? My hands still seem a bit dirty.”

    “No need…! Thank you, I’ll borrow it…”

    Alicia, who was about to be angry, suddenly becomes polite and takes the handkerchief from me.

    Then she carefully wipes her hands that touched the wet clothes.

    “Give it back.”

    “Do you want me to wash it?!”

    “I want it back now.”

    “No…!”

    I won’t give her any excuses to stick around.

    I’ll make sure to take back what I can when I can.

    “Pervert…”

    Thud.

    A slightly warm handkerchief is placed in my hand.

    Along with Alicia’s disdainful gaze.

    “Now. Explain why you’re here.”

    “Well…”

    “Be honest, answer specifically. If I don’t like it, I’ll throw you out of the carriage.”

    “Oh, okay! Just tell me. I just wanted to know more about who you are. I still don’t understand why Yuri or Unni had any dealings with you…”

    “Is that so? You can’t understand everything in this world. Now, if you get off the carriage…”

    “A-and! And! I think I can teach you magic!”

    “Magic?”

    As I was about to grab Alicia’s ear and exert force, my hand stopped.

    Alicia may seem like a loser who can’t even beat the local ruffians without a fan, but she’s set as an elite magician.

    She’s from the prestigious Magic Tower, where only the best magic scholars gather.

    If I can learn magic from Alicia, it’s definitely worth it.

    In exchange for letting her accompany me, it’s a fair deal in my opinion.

    “Alright. I’ll learn magic from you, and you can stalk me and dig up personal information. That’s the deal?”

    “Even if you put it that way… Well, yes. It’s our agreement.”

    “Oh. But let’s not shake hands. You still smell.”

    “What?!”

    Swish.

    Reaching out his hand to shake naturally, he recoiled after catching a sour scent.

    At that moment, Alicia’s face was stained with embarrassment.

    “I’m going to bed now. Don’t come near me because you smell.”

    “I won’t!”

    “Mijung, if that guy comes near me, could you please watch over me all night?”

    “······Sure.”

    Suddenly.

    One of the boxes bulged and a tent popped up, revealing Mijung as she lifted the tent.

    Since Mijung doesn’t sleep, she will keep a close eye on Alicia to prevent her from stealing anything while I’m asleep.

    “Excuse me!!!”

    “Shh. Go to sleep.”

    The road ahead is long.

    I want to sleep quickly.

    The noble lady still seems full of energy.

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