I Couldn't Fool the Adventurers Today Either.

Divine power? Only 1% is left, just enough to coat the weapon with a shiny golden buff. Free? No. I can only watch a group of adventurous and fun-loving adventurers running around in my maze. "Master Brave, chop this way! Explode your equipment!" - Actually there is a wall over there, help me break it open! "Miss Mage, this ancient restriction requires you to inject magic power!" - Quick! Charge the seal's charging port! Please! "Mission reward? Artifact fragments?! - Well, they are the scraps from my throne... Hush - don't tell them, the final boss is personally instructing players on how to push themselves down. When the door to my final throne is pushed open, those standing at the door are no longer greedy strangers, but my dearest adventurers who I have trained with my own hands and are shining with the light of legend. This book is also called: "God's Guide to Self-Rescue" "Adventurer, please follow my script!" "Gods also want to increase their favorability"