I love time travel the most!

The man's eyes widened.

He reached out as if he didn't want to admit it, but he couldn't even touch the hem of Xiaolin's clothes. Xiaolin turned away and stopped looking at the man's limp hand on the ground.

Then he went to Guros's side.

With a light leap, I stepped onto its back.

"Guros, you heard that too. Let's go to the forest to the east."

"........."

The gargoyle had a ferocious face.

It desperately wanted to tell itself that it should no longer trust humans, because they were the ones who had harmed its fellow humans, and it should take revenge.

But as Kobayashi took action, it wavered again. Or rather, just as there was dislike among the "heretics" towards humans, humans were also unwilling to accept the "heretics."

Unlike Fels.

If it were that "Fool," she wouldn't punish even if the other party were a villain who had harmed her fellow countrymen.

Kobayashi, however, made its stance clear—it wouldn't divide people by race, but by good and evil. Therefore, at least it wanted to accept Kobayashi, who had once accepted it.

"Roar--!!!"

(Head east into the forest)

With a roar, the Heretics followed it and flew towards the eastern forest.

Soon, they arrived at their destination.

To the east of the forest, at the end of the building, a towering rocky cliff rises straight up to the sky. The roaring lizardmen catch up with the gargoyles and their "heretics."

"Guros!"

"Why are you so slow, Reed!"

"I was just talking to Belle...wait, Kobayashi?!"

Seeing the humans standing out conspicuously among their fellow citizens, Reed's yellow eyes widened.

"Why is Kobayashi here?!"

It couldn't understand why Kobayashi would be with them when Guros was so angry that he wouldn't listen to anyone.

Most importantly, being with monsters is a very bad thing for Kobayashi.

"None of this matters!"

Guross roared furiously, its eyes bloodshot as it searched for something, causing destruction everywhere.

"Where's the door! Have you found it yet?!"

"...No, I can't find it!"

"Even when we call out, there is no response!"

"Damn it, where is it?!"

At the edge of the forest, the heretics saw only the same scenery stretching endlessly, without finding anything unnatural about it.

Were we scammed?!

Guros looked at Kobayashi, his suspicion growing stronger. Already on the verge of collapse, any slight anomaly would trigger his questioning and suspicion.

Just then, Kobayashi pointed to a certain cave entrance.

"Look, they are welcoming us."

"what?"

Guros turned his head to look in the direction he was pointing.

that is……

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"Dix, the monsters are getting closer."

"Those idiots leaked the information? I really want to beat them to a pulp, but I bet they're probably already dead."

Upon hearing his subordinate's report, Dix said cheerfully. Then, he tossed something over and instructed his subordinate:

"Go open the door and let them in."

"Is this a good idea? What if monsters come in..."

"It doesn't matter. Besides, aren't those Ganesha Familia people also nearby? It would be troublesome if they saw a group of monsters loitering around and became suspicious. Hmph, let's just invite those monsters over as guests."

The man wearing goggles smiled.

His laughter was extremely vicious.

Come on, watch me wipe you all out!

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This is a room covered with land or sea maps, as well as various items such as desert-themed woven goods, adorned with pearls or bells, and several eye-catching travel hats with feathers.

In a room reminiscent of a traveler's hometown, a man and a woman face each other across a table.

"It failed. This is a real headache."

The handsome male god said with a bitter face.

The beautiful woman standing in front of him with a stiff expression was his clan leader, Asphie.

“I’m very sorry. After the other party retreated, we continued to look for clues, but still… they escaped. The responsibility lies with me.”

"Don't say that, I'm not blaming you."

The commander apologized, but Hermes waved his hand dismissively.

Their clan's original mission was to monitor the Ikeros Familia, but the other side not only bypassed the monitoring but also caused such a big mess, which was somewhat embarrassing.

"So, what are your thoughts on your opponent?"

"No one is insignificant."

Asphie acknowledged her opponent's strength. Not only could she render her useless, but she could also turn the tables on him; she was a formidable opponent.

Especially the goggles-wearing man leading his gang.

Even though he possessed the strength to defeat them, he could see through their true nature and make the decisive decision to retreat, demonstrating his extremely keen intuition and considerable intelligence.

"Dicks...?"

"Yes, he is the leader of the [Ikeros Familia], a Level 4 powerhouse ten years ago, nicknamed [Brutal Barbarian]."

This person is known for his irrational brutality in killing monsters. If he accumulates more combat experience after that, he may possess the strength equivalent to a level one adventurer.

"I have a bad feeling..."

A whispered monologue from Hermes.

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And in the Daedalus labyrinth.

In the very center of the cave, on a staircase symbolizing the center, a man wearing goggles is being held up in mid-air by the neck by someone.

The spear was broken, the body was hit hard, and even the goggles were cracked.

His subordinates were lying on the ground around him.

His flushed face and eyes that looked as if blood had flowed backward and turned red, even though his goggles couldn't hide them, revealed an expression of disbelief.

Why...?

He struggled to breathe and managed to squeeze out those words.

too fast!

Just one glance!

Even now, Dix still can't believe that he, a LV5 powerhouse, was so easily defeated.

"Why? Because of the difference in strength?"

"Don't joke around...! I'm a Level 5...!"

"Hehe, unfortunately, me too."

Kobayashi's words made Dicks stop breathing.

Just kidding!

In just a few months, he went from LV2 to LV5, and defeated himself so decisively?!

Dix's first reaction was disbelief.

But the facts were undeniable, leaving him no choice but to believe them.

I had planned to lure them in and wipe them all out, but now it seems like I was just inviting wolves into my house! It was all my carelessness and arrogance that led to my defeat!

Dix was filled with remorse.

But there were still things he didn't understand, and he asked with difficulty, "Why... should we help... the monster?"

"There is no reason, you just hurt them. I sympathize with the curse in your blood, but I cannot turn a blind eye to your unprovoked evil deeds against them."

"You mistook a monster for a human?!"

"At least in my eyes, they are no different from you."

"Hahaha...hahaha...!!!"

Dix couldn't help but laugh, but after a few laughs, his eyes glazed over and he stopped breathing.

Kobayashi tossed him aside.

By this time, Reed and Goros had already rescued their captured compatriots.

Although some have disappeared, the fact that most of them were saved makes me happier than sad.

At that moment, Reed looked at Kobayashi above and asked, "Why... Kobayashi, why are you helping us? You're going to get yourself into trouble by doing this!"

He said the same thing to Bell.