"Are you going to ask me why Mudstone is unwilling to use this token to leave this world?" the old man asked in return.

Adrian nodded. This old man was surely a freak who had lived for goodness knows how many years.

"I will tell you the answer when you get back, provided you come back alive, of course," the old man said smilingly.

"That’s a fair trade." Adrian stood up and nodded to the old man.

‘That’s how everything seems on the surface,’ he added to himself.

Entering a place where there was a one in ten chance of survival, finding precious items, and exchanging them for the Dragon Token in the old man's hands. For Adrian, it was fair. He didn't think there was anything wrong with the old man's request.

The old man could have lent those before him the token, thus allowing them to leave this place. In that case, those previous people wouldn't have died here either. But in this world, there was never anything given for free, and for Adrian, both a gratuitous gift and a fair trad