"Oh, okay..." Genta and Mitsuhiko ran their fingers over the beautiful metal patterns on the gun grips, then regretfully set the guns down.
Though they often ignored Conan's advice, after spending so much time together, the two had vaguely come to feel that Conan was more reliable than they were. And this concerned the lives of fifty people, so it was best to listen to him.
Besides, if they insisted on going against Conan and caused some huge mess later, then they unfortunately... no, fortunately cleared the game and ran into Brother Jiang Xia, who had also made it out alive, and then Brother Jiang Xia learned what had happened here...
"..."
Clang—
Mitsuhiko and Genta slammed the drawer shut and shuddered.
Then, as though fleeing from the plague, the two avoided that terrifying drawer and hurried over to the others. Together, they headed outside to look for "Colonel Moran."
Soon, "Moroboshi Hideki" was the only one left in the room—Noah dawdled deliberately at the back.
After the others had left, he pulled the drawer open again and looked at the gun.
Noah still wanted to enjoy the game a little longer. But since he no longer intended to self-destruct after this Dungeon ended, there would be opportunities for other games later—Spirit Medium Master's group of acquaintances were all quite interesting. He should be able to play with them for a long time.
Besides, Noah remembered that Jiang Xia had something to do in the real world shortly. It concerned "sending Schindler on his way," so accordingly, the game's progress needed to speed up a little.
—There were too many people in this Dungeon. Time to eliminate a few first.
And this gun was an important tool for stirring up trouble.
Noah picked up the gun, turned around with