His gaze swept over the Mossy Mushrooms.
Wouldn't it be easy for him to take first place?
The only variable seemed to be Grace Spring.
He didn't have a clear idea of the other party's intelligence and physical strength at the moment.
But from their interactions during this time, this guy didn't seem very reliable either.
So he told everyone what he had seen and analyzed.
Although it was a competition, he wanted to give them a fair chance, so they wouldn't lose without understanding why.
After all, some folks were already disadvantaged from the start due to their race.
Mossy Mushroom: ?
Slame: ?
"Speaking of which, have you had breakfast yet?"
At this time, Grace Spring raised a doubt: "I was full, but as soon as I traveled through, I felt very hungry."
"Me too, gosh!"
When it comes to hunger, Straw Man is the most sensitive.
"It might be some setting for the Instance."
Mossy Mushroom touched its belly.
