I advanced through the Floors by myself, returning the Automaton to watch over me—or whatever.
I could give a million excuses as to why it could not record for some time, but personally, I didn't care any longer.
Since my Alignment had become Neutral—correction, Chaotic Neutral—I could do whatever I wanted as long as it wasn't direct.
'Who would have thought indirectly killing that Vivian lady would make me turn Chaotic, though… wow.'
This was a slippery slope, but as long as I stuck by the rules, I would be fine.
Currently, I was on the 60th Floor and my Golem was fighting the Boss monster.
The Golem was going to win, obviously, so I simply took my time to sort through all I got.
They were mostly junk, so I would be selling most of them.
Hoarding was only nice if the item was powerful or rare.
Of course, most of these were unique treasures, but they would become trash in the upcoming scenarios.
