The two words "Kill me" felt empty to Aldrich.
He had an idea why the Boss kept saying this, but this wasn't the time to come to that point. A more terrible and cruel theory had been forming in his mind for quite some time. Aldrich stood up and dusted off his black greatcoat. He put his hands behind his back and looked down at the Boss, who could barely move his head now because of the wine.
As their gazes met, Aldrich mumbled as if talking to himself.
"What had troubled me since the very first day I came to know 'RECORD', wasn't its existence, but the way it had developed Dungeons. It's quite different from those popularly known on my home planet, but this could be ignored. The Dreamers can do optional Quests, and even in Random Dungeon, one only needs to take care of Elites or a minor Quest related to Boss."
"What are you implying?!" El Cid blurted out, and the undead Mantis beside him flinched.
