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A prudent warrior doubts a saint

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(1)A prudent warrior doubts a saint
(2)The tiger medicine
(3)Recommendation 30 Not recommended 0 Comments 7 Views 520 Writing Date 2022-12-23005236
(4)Revision Date 2022-12-23012243
(5)Acarive genre novel channel

Down to the third basement floor of the dungeon, the floor was made up of a regular grid, but now the pattern of the floor is subtly different, and this part is bent diagonally

I hear a deep sigh from the party members

Some people give out loud sighs

I don’t care.

I pick up a rock, throw it on the ceiling, and listen carefully

I don’t think it’s responding to the sound of a trap because the sound is subtly different

Warrior, isn’t this really synovial

said the unbearable warrior, frowning

I hid the sound of wash pal in front of me, but I couldn’t avoid my sensitive ears

You’re just being cautious, right

The saint who’s the healer of our party

When she smiled, the warrior relaxed his facial muscles and smiled

The saint had a beautiful face that melted others’ hearts and a sensuous body and kindness

If you’re a man, your heart melts

Is there anything I can do for you, soldier

The words made me smile like a fish

You’re being so helpful

The other party members were duped, but I can’t fool them

People call me invincible childish things

But the only modifier that I deserve is being cautious

It was exactly five days ago, 127 hours and 38 minutes ago, that I noticed the extraordinary event of a saint

Before entering the dungeon

Under my supervision, I will familiarize myself with how to attack and 48 countermeasures, and check the equipment potion skills of all parties

a two-day briefing

The party members complained of fatigue every time, but I forced the content into their ears

And a short dinner time

While making soup, I noticed a subtle change in the saint

She suddenly bowed her head

The party members laughed at me for nodding off because of my terrible briefing

Perhaps surprised by the laughter, the saint raised her head

I couldn’t smile

have a hunch on one’s face

Something’s changed

I can’t pinpoint his eyes, tone, and posture, but it’s definitely different

But contrary to what my gut tells me, the saint acted as usual

Some may think it’s not a big deal

And that complacency is a catastrophe

What are you thinking about

Again, Dungeon. B4

When I return to reality, the saint asks me with a worried look

Nothing.

I have to identify the worst of the 99 hypotheses I’ve ever made

It’s a case of the devil being possessed by a saint

This possibility cannot be ruled out as she was a saint who mainly worked on purification

Take three steps forward and illuminate your vision

The saint nodded cheerfully

She took a few steps forward and spread her hand

A bright sphere came to mind and lit up the corridor

What

With a single voice, the saint’s body suddenly went down

The party members all screamed almost like a scream

I was the only one who kept silent

Because I knew there was a weight-sensitive trap right at the end of the diagonal pattern on the floor

It was blindfolding that checked the ceiling. There was no double ceiling

I was faking it in case the saint noticed that I was suspicious

I was trying to distract them

Because I’m careful

And this is what I explained during the briefing before entering

The party members listen to it with their ears, ears, ears, ears, ears, ears, ears, ears, ears

The saint who always listened to me couldn’t not know

I told you before there was a subtle change, but you don’t know this

It makes my doubts even hotter

Of course, you can forget

So I have to check

There might be more traps, so I’ll go get them. Wait a minute

I told the party member

And I gave them a manual that says how to deal with what they have to do

Of course, I have to be careful, so I have erased the part about the trap

Based on the pattern so far, down there

There must be spines or monsters that penetrate the human body

Maybe I have both

Of course, I’m not worried about the safety of a saint

We’ve got an idea of who the ship’s architect is, assuming one at the beginning of the dungeon

I’ve mastered the Goblin language, and I’ve memorized the entire set-up method 3 written by Goblin Wheeler, the architect of this dungeon

I don’t know the dungeon blueprint, but I see through the tendencies of the ship’s architects

This trap converges to zero chance of fatal injury compared to the level of a saint

In terms of probability, 0001 exists

A saint always wears a barrier, so she can’t have been hit by a poor thorn window

You can beat the odds of 0001 and be beaten by a monster

If you hear a scream, I’ll jump and save you

I put a spare holy sword on the floor, tie the rope to the holy sword handle and my body, respectively, and go down

Because of the nature of the Holy Sword, it is impossible to be selected

Since it’s Excalibur

This is not the end

I trust a party member but I didn’t want to lower my chances of betraying him because of that

The Excalibur has anti-theft magic on it so that if someone touches it, it will explode

Hyde

Use the magic of hiding and go down the trap

About 10 minutes down, I found a sphere of light created by a saint

And at the same time, there was a huff of abuse

What’s wrong with the taste of cigarettes? Is this how leaf cigarettes are normally

The voice of the saint, but the tone was completely different

When I went down a little further, I could see her completely

A saint was sitting next to a broken thorn window and a monster with a burst head

Her appearance was shocking

a pipe cigarette held by a warrior who never knew when he had stolen it

I had it in my mouth and my legs were wide apart

I’m starting to get annoyed because you’re the hero of the hero’s life. Should I just kill him

what

What do you mean, you’re possessed by TS? You should’ve done it with your body

You don’t look good with a big body if you talk like this

He’ll suspect the careful main character

The word possessed makes my eyes bigger

And TS. What does this mean

“Bbmi-Jyang” (Pun in Korean)

Oh, that’s right. I didn’t check it out

The hand of the saint goes to her lower body before my thoughts continue

Oh, yes

My doubts were right

She’s a dead woman

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