--Humans are terrible creatures. They would kill their own kind to save themselves. We cannot think of that. At least let him go painlessly.
Fenrir comes up to me and speaks naturally, but then opens his mouth wide.
"Wait a minute! You speak human language?"
--You understand my language? ----
Fenrir closed his large mouth in front of me and sat down in front of me in a sitting position.
"Yes, it seems I can understand you. Maybe it's my profession."
------ Well. So you're still going to fight? Then I can do it to pass the time. I'm not busy, I just needed someone to play with.
Fenrir is wagging his tail as if he wants to be played with.
No, not many people can play with you.
"No, I'd appreciate it if you'd let me go."
------ What a bore. You're not going to fight. Let's fight. I'm stuck on this floor and I'm bored. Come on, just a little bit.
He wags his tail in the air like he wants me to play with him more.
You look so happy I'd die if I played with you.
But I'm open to other ways to play.
When I was in Graela, there were times when I'd throw wooden sticks at the guard dogs.
I took Isaac's spare breastplate from my bag and threw it as hard as I could.
Fenrir happily chases after it and catches it in the air.
Oh, that's great. Clever boy.
Fenrir brings it to him again and he throws it again and again.
Isaac's breastplate is now covered with teeth marks and soaked with drool.
Fenrir keeps on throwing it until he gets tired of it, and he never gets tired of it.
--I don't know what it is, but it's a lot of fun.
"That's good. You're stuck here, aren't you?"
------There's a barrier at the entrance to this level. Even I can't break through that one.
"I see. If ...... you ever make it out of this level, will you come on an adventure with me?"
--You're asking me out? That was a pretty funny joke. But okay. If you can get out, I'll come with you. If that's possible.
"Really?"
--Ah, Fenrir never lies.
Fenrir wants to join us. Do you want to join us?
A strange voice echoes in my head.
I think I read a story about hearing voices in my head when I researched the occupation of a holy beast master.
However, it was said that the holy beast master was judged to have lost his mind.
I said yes to the voice in my head.
Fenrir has joined our group.
The ark of the sacred beast has been released.
The Holy Beast has been released.
I hear a lot of things in my head, but I don't know what the effects are.
There are only a few holy beast users, so there is not much information, but we have to try various things.
"Fenrir, it's nice to meet you."
--"Thank you, by the way, can you give me a name? ----
"A name. My name is Locke-Cystel. Call me Locke."
----Okay. Nice to meet you again, Rock. So give me a name. Well, I want something cool.
I'm not sure I'm ready for a name right off the bat.
How about "Lucky"?
--Lucky...... Lucky. I like it. It sounds like it would make me happy.
Fenrir and Lucky are happy.
Perhaps because Fenrir has joined the group, he is considered to have defeated the boss, and a treasure chest appears in front of him.
It is one of the most ornately decorated treasure chests I have ever seen.
The reward for defeating a dungeon boss for the first time varies depending on the level of the dungeon, but it is said to be something useful for the party that defeats the boss or the person who defeats the boss.
The first one is quite special.
I am very much looking forward to seeing what will be found.