Although Hill wanted to observe from outside for a while longer, neither Liszt nor Purvi felt at ease, and they kept poking their heads out to look.
Liszt was one thing; at worst, he would lose a little energy. But if Purvi got hit even once, that would be dangerous... Though he did not dare say it aloud, Hill was still a little worried.
Forget it. In any case, he had no particular desire to get rich... A terrifying maze that had existed for tens of thousands of years and imprisoned the fewest mortals was bound to contain countless inheritances waiting to be picked up.
After all, anyone qualified to be thrown in here by Lady of Pain had to be a powerful being capable of traveling through the cosmos... And if they had used a vehicle, they would be even richer.
Sometimes Hill found it strange. Back when he played games, he had been the sort of expert who would scrape three feet off the ground for loot.
Yet after truly living in a fantasy world, he had completely lost interest in sweeping up treasures everywhere, even though he knew all he had to do was bend down.
Perhaps he really had inherited a little of the Earth Goddess's seemingly indifferent yet incomparably proud temperament?
That lady's eyes rarely looked elsewhere. Only the true World Tree could make her lower her head.
Unfortunately, the prouder someone was, the more easily they encountered setbacks. Fortunately, this goddess had not been crushed by hers. Though her personality had changed considerably, she was still herself, at least.
After witnessing Toril's Path of Fate, Hill had actually sensed something... His appearance might not have been accidental.
No, that was not quite right. Hill's appearance had been an accident, but this fragment being born