Loslick. When I opened my eyes, there was a door, and I was in a small room, made of stone, with a broken roof with a hole, and the light shone down on where I stood. It may have been a campfire, but it was artificially smoothed out and covered with an iron grille.

Looking directly behind him, on the cobweb-covered table, there was a basin, and the short spiral sword was placed in the gap between it, and the window that was not sealed revealed revealed a little light, shining in and lighting it. There was nothing else in the room, and I walked over to the door and tried to push it open.

A great wind poured out, and after I felt a chill, I saw a castle, and after a few steps another castle appeared in front of me, connected by two bridges, against each other in the dusk sky. Walking on, a staircase down appeared in front of me, and then an unlit campfire, beside which was a decaying tree, looking for something.

As I walked over, the flames began to burn, and a warm current poured into my body. The castle in the distance became clearer, and I looked at it, and a chill rushed over my body, and my memory was shattered, what was right? I still didn't know anything about myself or the world.

There were two paths to the left and right, and I decided to take my left foot first. The people on the wall, all bowing in one direction, together with the statue that had been sculpted, was also the Virgin in a hat, holding or lighting a candle in her hand, and on the battlements in the distance, a dragon was lying on her stomach, dead or alive?

He seemed to have spotted me, and lifted the lantern, and suddenly he cried out, and the prostrate people suddenly stood up and besieged me, and I felt that something was wrong, but fortunately even so, the dragon did not move, but died.

Because there were so many enemies to fight, I had to quickly retreat, to the pass of the staircase, so that the enemy could only gather in front of me, and then swing my sword, and black blood burst out, was that their blood?

Panting, I continued to walk after resting for a while, and found a new path, which was the staircase on the left, the staircase that went up, and I thought there would be nothing, and when I went up, the body of the dead dragon spread out completely in front of me, its wings, its tail, rotting, constantly eroded by the wind, little by little.

In the same way, there were pilgrims, and in them I saw the enemy with a lantern, and he stepped forward quickly, and hacked him to death, and the pilgrims, perhaps out of fear, bowed their heads. I saw an upward path again, looked up, and there was something directly above, a mass of white weapons, and I cheered up, and walked up with my sword, and before I could even realize that my monsters woke up, I disposed of them all, and then I got the thing, the telescope, to look at the objects in the distance.

Perhaps, I don't have to, they haven't shown obvious hostility, they quietly go over, quietly take things away, and they won't bother anyone, but if something goes wrong, I will fall into a very difficult situation, in short, strike first, strike later, in this world, I can't be all by myself, suffer all morality, suffer all malice!

Then I noticed that on the other side of the dragon's torso, there was a gap, and there was a platform that I could jump on, almost instinctively, as if driven by memory and subconscious, where would this go?

Jumping down from the window was a dimly lit room, with only a light illuminating a small place, and in the room rested the enemy, with his back to me, and thrust his sword into his back, and the scream of death woke up the enemy behind me, one on the left, with his hands covering his face, and the other in the barrel on the right, I stepped forward quickly, brandished my sword, and killed them all. There is also a small window, which is sealed by a fence, so that only enemies with great axes can be seen outside.

And a ladder going down, what seemed like a cell? I slid down and opened the fence door, where there were only a few rudimentary tables and an exit to the outside. I ran out, and it was another fork in the road, the stairs going up, and the side path along the stairs. New enemies appear, with wooden shields and enemies that can shoot fire bows and arrows, are easy to fight.

Continuing upwards, many enemies were facing me, and just when I thought I was going to have a tough battle, a dragon flew over and landed on the battlements, shaking the whole ground and barely standing still, it caused a dragon head to spew fire at me.

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Raise the shield in my left hand, hold it with both hands, and crouch down at the same time, so that the area of my body is reduced, the raging flames hit the shield, and the temperature rises instantly, my hand can barely withstand this temperature, although the flame is blocked a little, but the heat flowing from both sides also makes my body boil, and those unsuspecting enemies, at this moment, screamed until the sound stopped.

No, it can't go on like this, I endured the pain, opened my eyes, and at the moment of life and death, decided to take a risk, and rolled forward quickly, once or twice the flames were no longer attached to the air, but directly touched my back, my body, my consciousness came to the right place of the battlements in the midst of the turbulence, which seemed to be the dead end of the dragon, and was not attacked by the flames.

And even more fortunately, although there was a fence gate in front of me, I pushed it open and walked into it. It was a small room, there were no enemies in the room, I went down the stairs, there was a chest in the corner, I walked over quickly, tried to open it, but the weapon in my hand was waved out first, it was subconsciously told me to do so, I had to comply.

I slashed at the flesh, and the sense of restraint, and the sound, alerted me instantly, and the monster tried to stand up, and I continued to slash, almost as hard as I could, but still managed to make it attack, my shield in front of me, but it was still knocked out and fell to the ground. The Mimic gave chase, spreading its jaws open to eat me, rolling out of the way, going around behind him, and continuing to attack, not expecting its back kick to hit me in the abdomen.

The pain came, and the forehead began to sweat as well. The monster continued to try to devour me, and the sword in its hand stabbed out with all its might, towards its open tongue, but fortunately it pierced it, and the fangs and saliva of the tongue devoured my wrists, and I couldn't help but be afraid.

But what's the use of being afraid? The monster vanished from my hands, turning into countless wisps of soul and pouring into my body, leaving only an axe that fell to the ground, and it was so heavy that I couldn't pick it up properly, so I could only discard it in its place. Then, the dragon's voice waned, and I turned back, all the monsters I had destroyed, and some of the things I hadn't picked up.

It was all useless-looking things, until I came to the end, and the great sword was in my hand, and in the same way, I could not pick it up very well, but I had a sense of familiarity, and this feeling always guided me, so I dropped the weapon in my hand, and held it with both hands, and waved it continuously, and there was an inexplicable joy in my body, as if it had been made for him, but there was something missing.

I couldn't think of it, so I went forward again, and went back to the house, and there was a ladder, and I climbed up and came to a platform, and there was an exit, also an iron fence, and I pushed it away, and there was another battlement in front of it, and out of it came a knight in full armor, with a red cuirass and a red cloak, and a shield in his left hand and a sword in his right.

I got excited, and walked forward quickly, getting ready, but I didn't expect that there were enemies on both sides, and I was besieged by the triangle in an instant, and before I had time to think about it, I swung my great sword, and turned the power of my whole body, making it turn in almost a full circle, knocking down the emaciated enemy, and making the knight retreat. It seems that he also has some disdain for such a fight.

I steadied myself and swung the sword upwards in reverse, colliding with the knight's sword, my hands were also numb, but he pushed out his shield and broke the balance, and I couldn't support it, and after a few steps back, I gave him a chance to attack, and he stepped forward with his right foot, and the straight sword in his hand also stabbed out.

Dodging sideways, the big sword that was bounced back, once again swung out with a backhand, hitting his shield, he didn't grasp the balance, he walked away a few steps, the straight sword swung again, the big sword in the forehand pushed back, blocked the attack, and the shield hit again. I had to raise my right foot and stomp on it hard, and then with both arms, I pulled the greatsword with both hands, and swung it out with all my might, slashing him in the neck, and the bright red blood spurted out, and the knight fell, and the soul poured into my body.

I know it's not a righteous fight, but I have to do it in order to survive, and I have a lot of questions I want to know about not being able to fall here. Stepping over the knight's body, I saw the road beside me, and when I looked back, it was another fork in the road, with enemies facing away from me, and I didn't want to do anything.

Just creeping up into the battlements, the same somewhat dimly lit room, I heard a voice from the left, who had jumped out of the inconspicuous debris, and struck at me, and I swung it so hard that it knocked him out, and the white soul entered my body.

Weak. I think he is, but in the face of that dragon, I'm just one of the weakest. On the right side of the house, I saw a gap, and when I went out, there was a staircase that went up, and when I went up, there was a campfire for resting, and I lit it, and there was no other way here, so the way down was what I wanted next. The tree of the supplicants is still erected here.