Why did he call for a taxi when it was his turn?
"Maybe ... Is this the punishment for not memorizing the plot a hundred times while playing games?"
Roger laughed at himself.
..
There was no pressure of time.
Roger was quite calm along the way.
He regarded himself as a real traveler, enjoying the scenery along the way with the calmest mood.
Of course.
As a hermit, he would always take responsibility when he encountered demons.
And so.
The brainless slimes, the bluffing goblins, the wretched evil tree spirits, the sinister Paddy monster ...
A large number of low-level monsters died in Roger's hands.
But unfortunately ...
The system prompted.
The content of fate was not enough.
Although the attributes given by these monsters were not as ridiculous as fetishes or foreskin length, it was still hard to explain.
But Roger's mood was still stable.
He understood.
