17 was no stranger to dungeon monsters.
It didn't matter if he was facing a Dungeon God— he was ready to risk his life to keep the world safe.
But it wasn't because he wanted to be a hero.
He was only doing that because he wanted Jericho to live in a safe world.
Hence, he was willing to sacrifice himself for the greater good.
But today isn't the day I'll die.
Or so 17 thought.
"I not a big fan of violence," Nano, the Dungeon God that "invited" him to that private beach villa type of dungeon, said. The monster appeared as a beautiful, naked woman at first. But it changed into a handsome, toned young man to match 17's preference. "So, let's fight using our minds."
"Ah, you must have an amazing mental skill."
"You can say that. I'm a gambling addict, too."
"Must be nice living a carefree life."
