What A Hassle

Ignoring Fee's half-hearted protests, I trudged onward, spending nearly half a day to finally arrive at the first destination—the cave.

I still don't get why magic doesn't work near the Demon Lord's territory, but it's probably because the skill that's constantly bullying me is on the same level as the one causing this mess.

Seriously, what a pain.

Is this what they mean when they say trouble comes looking for you? I can almost picture my mischievous friend's face on the other side of the river.

"Huff, huff… Wait, you didn't actually kill her, did you!?"

Fee gasped, half-joking, half-concerned.

Annoying. It's just a joke—about 30% of it, anyway…

"So that means 70% of you was serious!?"

Uh, no? Well, maybe, but...

But if it's 30% a joke, doesn't that just make it a joke?

Talking is such a hassle. All I want to do is go home. That's all my brain can think of right now...