Even in Skadi's eyes, one could clearly see the sentiment: Did you take the wrong medicine or something?
Oute explained, "I call this world the Interstice precisely because it obeys the rules of both worlds while also defying the rules of both worlds."
"Although I still don't know why, I have quite a..." Oute hesitated before saying, "...quite a connection to this domain."
Kal'tsit nodded slightly. "There's no need to explain something like that in detail."
Best not explain it to anyone.
She said, "In your current state, it would be difficult for you to make any valuable judgments about the 'Interstice.'"
Your judgments were a little too valuable.
"But we all trust your intuition."
Don't explain anything. Fob it all off on intuition, and I'll have less to worry about.
Skadi nodded in agreement.
But why did she nod?
Did she not want to waste brainpower on something so "boring"?
Or was it that, as long as another Abyssal Hunter was nearby, nothing else mattered?
Or perhaps... Orcas unconsciously attracted people?
Probably all of the above.
Which Pot Couldn't Boil, and Which Pot Did He Bring Up?
"Dreaming within a dream..." Skadi set down the loot backpack and gazed at the campfire. "I'm a little confused."
Given Miss Orca's astonishing physical strength as an Abyssal Hunter, although Alina procured and managed the supplies, Skadi carried them most of the time.
One advantage of this was that, with the monstrous strength of Kamen Rider Orca, Skadi could carry all the junk... all the white accessories, gold coins, and jewels on her person, completely ignoring inventory limits.
"Strictly speaking, this isn't a dream," Kal'tsit replied. "The place you visited after leaving—that was the dream."
The group had chosen to camp in an empty hall. It was somewhat drafty from all sides,