Let's Head Towards Miracle François

[No system, exploration orientation, survival flow, dark realism] In the 18th year of the New Calendar, King Glio IV of the Central Kingdom declared before his death: "Wealth, status, reputation... Do you want it? Brave men born in the deep sea age..." Even though his head was broken off, his mouth was still opening and closing repeatedly: "Go to the Frank ruins to find the truth!" That is the manifesto of a new era, and it is also the advice of the past. Fran Aesop, the final ruins. An alienated monster with a strange ecology, it has been tempting adventurers who yearn for mysterious power and new adventures every moment in the thirty-four years since its birth. The wave of exploration set off by the nobles caused countless people to begin to swarm towards Flaniso, just like the original monsters... As a spectator under the guillotine, Hope, who retained the memory of Blue Star in his previous life, would never have thought: As a slave, without a system, and unable even to use magic power, Instigated by the sinner who was spurned by the royal family, he stepped into the abyss under the tide of the times. The guild's approval is always repeated, but every time it is read out by a friend of Hope's: "Girdle permission, OK!" "Relic status, safe!" "Magic level, stable!" "The curse... Has basically adapted to it! Approved to set off!" Every sentence seemed like the threat of death was very insignificant, as if they had escaped death so many times that they had become accustomed to it. Hope couldn't help laughing. He always remembered the words he first saw on the stone tablet at the end of the ring: "The ghost of the ruins will fulfill anyone's wish, but it can only be a person's wish..."