!Enter!(????ω????)??

New teammates have also been arranged. As expected of me, I can do anything as long as I am serious. (*/ω＼*)

Ride! Wind! Break! Wave! Yahoo!!!!ヾ(??????ゞ)

Sorry, I accidentally got too into the fun.

Could it be to punish me for getting carried away? After Mr. Monkey, the second outsider appeared. She was a guy wearing shameless strange clothes and claiming to be a witch. Who is she? What is her relationship with Mr. Monkey?

I asked Mr. Monkey to test it out, and judging from his reluctance, it seemed like the two parties didn’t know each other. But just for a moment, I saw surprise and confusion in Mr. Monkey’s eyes. What on earth was going on?

The conversation between the two was even weirder, with a feeling of familiarity and unfamiliarity. You and I, an acquaintance, look alike; what a coincidence, you and I, an acquaintance, also look alike - is there really such a coincidence in the world?

In any case, let's bring her into the team first and make up the numbers as a new teammate. Although it is a bit risky, tying two outsiders together will make it easier to observe in secret. Secondly, the two sides may be able to rub some sparks and expose flaws.

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Mr. Monkey suddenly showed a thoughtful and serious expression. He seemed to have realized something. He is really a guy who can't hide his thoughts at all. Just as I expected, just keep going like this. Soon your true colors will be exposed by me.

The new teammate was rejected. At the same time, a self-proclaimed miko who looked very similar to Mr. Monkey except for being useless, had her eyes fixed on Mr. Monkey from the beginning and completely ignored me as the master. It was rude.

, finally glanced at me from the corner of his eye.

What kind of look is that?

With a little pity, but hidden deep in the pity, is an extremely indifferent look, like a god looking down on all living beings. With just one thought, he can decide whether to destroy or rebirth the world. It's scary, it's really scary.

, when I reacted, I had already crawled under the table. I definitely don’t want a new teammate like this!

After calming down, I gradually realized that the intuition I had at the beginning that I would die in the dream might be coming true. This woman who claimed to be a witch was the one who came to take me away. Maybe she was trapped in the dream, too.

Her trick, but what about Mr. Tarasha?

She left neatly, and the only person she lingered on was Mr. Tarasha. I, the master, was supposed to be the protagonist, but I was ignored in a gorgeous way.

Could it be that I am being protected by Mr. Tarasha?

The omen of death that has been weighing on my heart for a long time has finally disappeared, but should I be happy? Maybe it is the best choice to be taken away by her like this? Mr. Tarasha, can you tell me what to do?

After many twists and turns, we finally found the entrance to the ancient tomb. Of course, all this was also part of my calculation. If it weren't for the fear, curiosity, and hesitation about the treasure in the woman's mouth, the time would have been half a day faster.

Forget about that woman, just like forgetting things other than dreams, it’s time to get down to business. It’s not that easy to enter the ancient tomb. Mr. Monkey, it’s your turn to appear again. (???????

???)

The Sphinx is the Sphinx!!!(╯°Д°)╯︵┻┻

The first question, Dang Dang Dang, I have never seen a monkey with such a profound understanding of justice, and he actually took the initiative to teach me how to sacrifice teammates.

The second question is weird, would I ask such a question? Could it be Anna again... forget it.

The third question, hey, Mr. Monkey, do you really understand what I mean? No, do I really understand what I mean? Is this question really just raised by me? Anna

…

In any case, I just assume that you forgive me for everything I did before, including the future. I have come, done, and planned. I can only be selfish once. Because of my

Only by selfishness can we meet, become partners, and travel together like this. Mr. Monkey’s advice is absolutely correct, hehe. (??＞??＜)☆

The ancient tomb is full of terrible traps. I thought of all kinds of weird trap settings, which can make Mr. Monkey, who thinks he has some strength and gets carried away, suffer some hardships, but he only forgets that he is in the same team as Mr. Monkey.

I'm such a fool.

What should I do? I don’t want to step on the traps that I have worked so hard to construct one by one. In the words of Mr. Monkey, I am trapping myself.

Yes, I finally took the initiative to remember that you are here, Mr. Demon King, thank you for your hard work, Mr. Demon King. (??????)??

I accidentally said that my autobiography was going to be unfinished. I don’t know why Mr. Monkey showed a flustered expression, as if he was recalling some unbearable experiences. I’m really sorry, Mr. Monkey.

If you think about it carefully, most of the contents in the diary are related to Mr. Monkey. Maybe this diary should be renamed, how about calling it Mr. Monkey’s Observation Diary?

Finally arrived at the end of the ancient tomb, Mr. Demon King!!!(??Д??)ノ

Mr. Monkey and the Demon King are now busy performing on their own. I can’t lose either. Let’s go to Justice Athena≡┏|*????Д??|┛.

The dialogue got a little out of control. Did I go too far? Why did the script insist on the monkey eating the banana? It wasn't just Mr. Monkey who wanted to figure it out. I did too.

Mr. Demon King is dead, thank you for your hard work, so no one will compete with Mr. Monkey for bananas.

We have finally reached the end. Is the dream about to end? Or maybe it has just begun. My heart suddenly feels a little confused.

There is a treasure chest in the middle. I don’t know why my heart is pounding. If in reality, I might have died because of this.

I opened a Pandora's box and saw something I shouldn't have seen. Is this the treasure that the woman said?

Everything was over. The moment I opened the treasure chest, I suddenly realized that I could end this dream at any time.

These drawings described a beautiful fairy tale and a beautiful trap to me. What kind of sinister thoughts did she have? I tore it up without hesitation. If I didn't do this, the Horadric tribe would be killed because of this drawing.

in danger.

My heart was very confused and scared. Everything in the dream was beautiful, but why was the ending so bad? What on earth did that woman want to do, and what would happen to Horadric in reality? I had to go back immediately to confirm.

At the end, Mr. Monkey... No, Mr. Tarasha, no, Mr. Weird, can you tell me your real name?

I was rejected. I thought it was a sure thing. It was probably the last farewell. There should be no problem in telling me your real name. With this in mind, I was rejected by the other party. The huge gap made me feel helpless.

I was able to maintain the final reserve of parting and was completely stunned.

And his reason is - you will know later.

In the future? Are you trying to tell me, is there a future for me like this?

Very good, then I will tell you my name later. No, even then, if there is such a time, I will not tell you such an irritating guy. At most, I can only tell you my nickname.

Goodbye, bye, bye! Mr. Monkey!

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I returned to reality. Although I had been in the dream for so long, it seemed that only less than a day had passed in reality. It made me feel more and more that this dream was not simple, or that the woman was terrifying.

While my memory was still there, I decided to copy down all the dream diaries. Why did I have such a sense of urgency? Maybe it was that inexplicable intuition. My intuition told me that I would forget this in the near future.

I stayed in the dream for too long, completely forgetting my physical condition, and almost died. It was too dangerous.

Due to my health, it took me on and off for half a year to completely copy down the diary in my dream. What I want to say is that I was able to survive for half a year o(??^｀)o.

What I feared most happened! The clansmen got that blueprint from nowhere! They had it for at least three months and were already gathering materials!

I tried my best to stop him, tried all kinds of methods, and even wanted to kill myself, but to no avail. The tribesmen used calming magic, and there was no fluctuation in my heart. I used to be afraid that an excitement would kill my life, but now I can't get what I want.

Please, stop. The amount of precious materials required for that design is too huge. If you do this, Horadric will be destroyed!

I want to live, but not in this way!

Why, why do you have to go to this extent, each and every one of you is like crazy, even I can see it, even I can think of things, why do you turn a blind eye to each and every one of them!

Could it be that it’s that woman again?!

Everything is irreversible, I can already see Horadric's decline, right before my eyes, because of myself.

Is this what Mr. Monkey meant [in the future]? How ironic.

My heart was full of sadness, fear, and despair, but among these chaotic emotions, I vaguely noticed a hint of uncontrollable expectation.

after……

future……

Unknowingly, it has been three years later. Today, my tribe told me with great joy that my new body, which represents an unprecedented magical masterpiece in the entire Dark Continent, no, it is a magical miracle, has been completed.

However, I have seen signs of decline in the clan. In order to make this body and the artifacts that match the body according to the design on the drawing, the entire Horadric clan was almost hollowed out, and many illegal methods were even used to collect them.

precious materials from all over the world.

And most of these materials have owners.

Internal and external troubles, anger and resentment are probably the most realistic portrayal of the Horadric clan at this moment. If it were not for its strong strength to maintain its final foundation, it would have fallen long ago. However, this is only a matter of time.

Why do you do this to this extent? Are you really doing it for me? Just for me, an unknown princess?

Everything is irreversible.

This should be the last time I write in my diary, and I feel I must do something.

To me in the future:

I hope you can read this diary and understand the cause and effect of everything. If the Horadric clan still survives at that time, please try your best to help it revitalize. It should be regarded as belated atonement. This happened all because of us.

I hope you can recall the most precious memories in your dark life, the most beautiful journey, the kindest and gentlest Mr. Monkey. I hope you can wait for me to apologize to him and repay him.

Replenish:

The word "repay" may be a bit general, and it may cause trouble to you. I can give you a suggestion. Mr. Monkey often talks to himself in the air. He must have been single for too long and caused insanity. It is really pitiful.

Marry Mr. Monkey in return. He is so stupid and needs a smart woman.

If I were you and you were Anna, I think you would like Mr. Monkey...
Chapter completed!