"Is this the end?" Arthur panted, his breath ragged as he reached the last door of the dungeon.

"This is the final trial."

However, the small child beside him revealed the harsh truth to Arthur. There was still something left.

Hearing the voice, Arthur lifted his head and glared at the child, but the child merely crossed their arms, wearing a neutral expression.

"You should know by now. This is a dungeon. And at the end of it, something waits."

What awaits at the end of the dungeon? The master of the dungeon. Is it the same here?

"...Damn it. …