Arcadia’s Labyrinth

(I want to die...)

Shiko...... the day after the black history incident.

I was annoyed by self-loathing in my own room, round the bed. [M]

Yesterday was, without a doubt, the worst day of my life. The experience of being eaten while living by Kobolt was also the worst, but then I gained irreplaceable knowledge, so that day, as Pramai Zero, the garbage was the same compared to what I got yesterday and other things I lost.

Whatever, the money will disappear if you spend it, but shame and regret will follow you around for the rest of your life. A large sum of 120 gold coins is an amount that ordinary people can live on for 10 years, but it's an amount that can be spent quickly in games. (i) Compared to the disgrace of an organism, the end money.

Besides, it was hard again until I got this end of the line.

LV3, the gear overwhelms the LV20 players despite the touch of a short sword. If this is about lurking to the end that was originally planned and winning by accident at the end, the audience may still have been convinced. In fact, however, he infiltrated Billy's face with a single blow, cut off the full armor with a short sword, and overwhelmed the power-proud Zorgen with muscle strength, an unlikely way to win.

The idea, the audience that lost a lot of money, killed the complaint and the question of who the player was.

I wanted to leave as soon as possible, but there was a public scrutiny in front of the audience. To re-measure the LV, the real-world view of the equipment. When it proved that there was no squid whatsoever, the venue was wrapped up in pitch-black dark calls.

That was, oddly enough, the same sight I had in mind when I was thinking of my pain name in Norinoli, and it was time to be equal to torture after I realized how painful my naming sense was.

Even now if I close my eyes, I can think clearly behind my brain.

I stand alone in the venue. Full audience. All standing together they scream. Darkness of pitch black! Darkness of pitch black! Darkness of pitch black! Darkness of pitch black! Darkness of pitch black! Darkness of pitch black! It's pitch black, pitch black, pitch black, pitch black, pitch black, pitch black, pitch black.

(A- - -!!)

He raped me! My pure heart has been raped!

My heart, beaten to bits by hundreds of human beings with pure boy hearts, was already crying out for me to kill them, and they still wouldn't let me go.

Root digging and leaf digging and questioning are encountered by the MC and the operational side of the arena, and when they silently seal it off and win a prize, they leave the arena behind. And then the life-threatening begins.

Yes, we have a tail.

It varied from being an audience, to being the operating side of the arena, to being a powerful man trying to get me into my body, to being an adventurer trying to learn the secrets of strength, but it doesn't matter who my opponent is. When my real name comes up, that's the end of my life.

The pitch-black darkness, the name of Alcaine sounds far back home, and the family will be pointing back fingers at people. I must, of course, put a lot of strain on the spirit of my adolescent sister when she suddenly popped up and annoyed me. That's all I absolutely had to avoid.

Of the statuses, agility is associated with muscle strength and response. With muscle strength the status of the flesh itself can be given the neurological response that the flesh deserves in reaction. My speed with 30 over muscle strength and 35 over reaction is no longer divine speed. Besides, there are over 30 other people who can beat me in hide and seek because of their ability to fight.

I was able to sprinkle a temporary chaser, and quickly solved the disguise and returned to the inn with an inedible face. The pitch-black darkness vanished here.

No more pitch-black darkness will ever appear on the surface, ever again.

The name of the pitch-black darkness will remain secretly alive as a mysterious newcomer only within the arena.

(… it's ok, people's rumors say it's the seventy-fifth day, and the audience in the arena will never forget the rookie)

That's how I convinced myself that I hadn't eaten anything since noon yesterday and went down to the dining room.

So I find myself wondering how sweet my thoughts were.

"Oh, hey. You were late today."

When I went down to the dining room, Elise spoke brightly.

I thought I'd take the day off.

I just didn't feel like doing anything today.

"I kind of went out every day. Customers said it was important for adventurers to take time off."

That's how Elise laughs, and she goes to the kitchen to pick up my share of the meal.

Bowling at the table with a handheld bump, the conversation between Fu and the next table came to my ear.

"What are you doing today?

"Hmm? Then naturally you decided to go to the arena."

"Not again. You were there yesterday. Didn't you promise to bet once a week?

"Ha, it's special today. Oh, my God, there might come a pitch-black darkness."

(……)

I had a bad feeling from the conversation about the arena, but did this word still come out? I didn't expect anything to come up on the subject at all, but there was still something spiritual about this word coming out of someone else's mouth.

But I also had to be stunned by what the next man said.

"The pitch-black darkness? Oh, don't listen to me since yesterday, that."

"What, you don't know? That's the hottest topic in the city right now, huh? People all over the city know that.

(Gaaaaaaaaaa!)

I screamed in my heart.

Why!? Why the whole city!? You're lying, you know, this, this could have happened... ugh.

"Seriously. What the hell did you do with that pitch-black darkness?

"You're a legend if you want to make fun of me. I made a legend."

"Legend?"

"Oh mysterious swordsman who appeared neglected in the Under-20 despite LV3 and instantly killed popular gladiators like Zogen, Lilia... The face is covered in masks, and no one alone knows its nature..."

"You can't possibly have a pair of Under-20s on LV3...... what a name?

"So it's a pitch-black darkness."

"? So that's two names, right? They put it on the arena."

"No, the entry name is pitch-black darkness"

"..................... Huh? Did you name yourself the pitch-black darkness?

"Oh, isn't that awesome?

"Oh, that's, wow. That's better than winning the Under-20 in LV3."

(No more yammering...)

I can't hear my heart like that. [M]

"Are you going to keep your name like that in front of the public and show up in the arena again? I can't do this."

"Don't be sorry with chicken hearts like you. I guess they decided to come. Otherwise, why do you call it pitch-black darkness?"

()

"? What do you think?

"So I named it the dark of pitch black because it was to make the topic. You went out of your way to show up with a" painful name, painful costume ”for eighty-nine fight money. The topic all over the city now is pitch-black darkness. Win at this time and you can normally live your whole life with 1% fight money"

"Well, the higher the profile, the higher the fight money."

"Don't you think?" I named it a vegan, pitch-black darkness. "Not at all. So absolutely pitch-black darkness shows up in the arena."

Otherwise you're a monophonic Itai guy. Then Ukel wow. With that in mind, the two of them left the dining room just after dinner.

(………………………… are you lying?)

I almost cried unexpectedly when I rebelled the conversation between the men.

If the men's conversation is true, I must continue to compete in the arena again, no, forever. Otherwise, I would be the true cook II disease that appeared in the arena with "a vegan, pitch-black darkness and a name pain costume."

(But I don't want to dress like that again...!)

What a dilemma. If you want to avoid the rettel called True Kitchen II Disease, you have to keep competing in that Kitchen II Costume, and if you don't like wearing the Kitchen II Costume, you have to spoil the rettel called True Kitchen II Disease!

Oh, how could you do this...

"What's going on? You look like you're gonna cry."

When I held my head, Elise looked surprised with a basin in both hands at some point.

"Oh, no, nothing"

As I received the dish from Elise, I asked Elise.

"Do you know Elise?

"What?

"Look, you know, the pitch-black ones."

"Oh, sure. People all over the city know that."

"Oh yeah..."

I had no choice but to answer the question with hope. [M]

Seriously, is it the whole city?

"My father likes to gamble now, he came back yesterday with that big loss." Now it's time to bet on the pitch-black darkness and win big -! I'm breathing. It's stupid. "

"Ha..."

"... by the way."

Elise looked at me and whispered in a small voice as I laughed thirsty.

"Tomorrow. It's a holiday, but... remember?

"Huh?.............................. of course! You remember that."

Actually, I just forgot. Because what happened yesterday had too much impact.

"... you forgot subtly"

"No, no, no. I remembered, of course. That's all I've had in my head so far."

(… whatever, it's an important event)

"I wonder if it's true. I'm telling you, it's really unusual for me to go out with a boy, isn't it? You know where that is?

Elise pokes her hand at the table and peeks into my face. Nature and abundant breasts were highlighted, with deep valleys peering from the chest.

"Also, of course..."

"Good then! Get up early tomorrow morning."

Elise said she had a satisfying grin and walked away... she didn't go.

Kurli, and look back, Elise.

"Oh, yeah, I meant someone like the pitch-black darkness earlier,"

It makes my heart pound with unexpected feeling.

"Hey, what?

"It looks like the guy's still in the arena today, so if you're curious, why don't you go check it out?

"... hey, thanks"

When I thanked her so much, Elise said you were welcome and laughed. Now it's time to walk away.

……………………………

I was going to take it slow for a day today...

(That's a reschedule...)

I have to go check it out.

The fake side of it.

The arena was full of many more guests yesterday.

I'm suspicious watching the game without betting any gold at all, so I'll bet the right players one gold coin at a time.

It seems like a waste, but the price of the original Elise is 60 gold coins. There was plenty of room.

I don't aim for the big hole, but I bet on the second and third most popular because it's boring to bet on the most popular all the time.

When I was winning or losing, a fake pitch-black dark game finally came.

By then, it had floated about 15 gold coins for some reason, even though it had been duly wagered. Perhaps it was a good thing he didn't have a lower heart. There was always such a thing as gambling.

The athletes keep coming in. And the moment fake pitch-black darkness entered, an anger flew from the audience.

The volume of that voice is tremendous, and the entire venue trembles to the point of being crisp.

I observe fake pitch-black darkness with my ears blocked by the noise of a tinnitus. [M]

............... so cleverly imitating. I bought my gear in stores around here, but it's hard to have the exact same thing in this world where the concept of mass production is underdeveloped. But the fake pitch-black darkness gear looks exactly like mine yesterday by the side.

Exactly, all I had to do was name a fake.

But my attention was shifting to other players, not fakes.

She's a Cuban woman with dazzling blonde hair. She is quite a beauty among the beautifully shaped cubashes. It's Leriana from entry no. 2.

Cubash is the unique species of the game, as explained plainly by adding an elf and a sacubus divided by two.

The Cubash species are all beautifully shaped like elves, but many have fleshy limbs, unlike skinny elves, and their vagina is superb, he said. It is also known for basically welcoming a husband from the outside when a man is not born.

The biggest characteristic of this species is that he learns a libido similar to his appetite for a man who has semen into his womb for the first time, and his husband's body fluids… Maintain his immortality mainly by taking semen into his body. They can squeeze semen from their nature until a man dies, and men hold conflicting emotions of desire and fear. On the other hand, it is preferred as a slave by its nature, and the first Cubash slaves are exchanged at very high prices.

And well, it's a very erotic species.

And she, Leriana, is one of the heroines in the game, if the eyes I see aren't wrong.

In the midst of her birth and upbringing, the odd disease of being a year younger was prevalent in January, and she came to the labyrinth city with several companions in search of the "moonlight crystal of time flow” that would be the ingredient for her special effects.

In the game, the protagonist gets the moonlight crystal that flows at this time from the mundane things and is negotiated for Leriana to give way. Leriana offers her own flesh in return to the protagonist, on condition that she "never does the inside out”. The countryman and unknown protagonist drinks the terms without knowing the ecology of Cubash, but he puts it inside out in not much of Cubash's famous vessel. Leriana, who had been served inside and had become so hungry that she could go mad if the main character gave her semen, declared that she would take responsibility and become one of the main characters.

... should have been the setting.

By the way, she herself suffers from the disease and goes younger and younger over time. Thus, her physical age varies depending on when the protagonist hands over the temporal moonlight crystal, and she is a popular character who can enjoy three patterns: Lori Mode, Pretty Girl Mode and Pretty Girl Mode.

She was in the arena right now.

(Hmm...)

After a little thought, I decided to bet Leriana 15 floating money, gold coins that I was going to bet on fake.

The predictor's predicted multiplier is 3.60 times the entry No. 1 for the three wins in the LV20. Reliana in her first appearance at LV18 7.20x. The No. 3 winner of Game One Zero in LV19 is 8.20, while the LV20, No. 4 in his first appearance, is 5.80. And the rumored pitch-black darkness has become 2.00's most popular despite the LV3.

Not that this is certain to happen because of the multiplier of the predictor, of course, but I'm sure Leriana isn't paying attention.

When I bought Leriana's wager, I waited for the game to begin.

'Come on now, the main battle of the day begins! Whatever the case, today's featured player is No. 5! A pitch-black darker who showed up in this arena like a comet last night despite LV3 and won a miraculous victory! Will he still show us the miracle today!? That's the start of the game!

MC to declare the start of the match even though he has not yet completed the introduction from no. 1 to 4. The assistant woman tempted her like she panicked about such a MC.

"Hey, hey, I haven't introduced the players yet."

Turning to a familiar voice, it was the receptionist yesterday who was there.

"Whoa, this is what I did! I seem too excited to forget the steps!

"Totally, firmly, nyan"

Laughter leaks from the venue into the communal interaction between the MC and the receptionist.

But the athletes, who took the form of being torn in half, clearly had an uninteresting look on their face.

"Now let's introduce the athletes."

I almost overheard the MC go ahead with each and every introduction.

In the meantime, what I was looking at was a fake him.

The fake appearance was obviously suspicious of behavior since the athletes were in a bad mood, and it was as if they were frightened.

(Is this... a "normal” fake, huh? Was it too vigilant?)

But it's still too early to decide. At the very least, let's keep watching the game until we see the fake lose.

I think so. I'm done introducing the MC.

Incidentally, Reliana's magnification is 5.50 times lower than expected. The fake multiplier was 2.00 as expected.

And as the bell of the game rings and all spectators sip and watch.

Early in the beginning, one athlete danced the universe.

The sight is as if yesterday's game was re-baked.

He flies in for a few meters, drawing a curve similar to Billy's, and falls gushing.

And Karan and the mask fell from his face lying on his back.

The audience compares the player who fell so they don't know what happened - the pitch-black darkness to the player who defeated him, Leriana.

Eventually, when they understood reality, the venue was wrapped in a whirlpool of snorts.

The audience curses, moans, and throws down trashed betting bills at the mouth of a pitch-black darkness.

That was like a paper blizzard for a moment and just a little pretty.

I wonder how much money some of them were betting, some of them blowing bubbles and fainting.

I've never seen anyone fall like that in real life, so I laughed a little. So, that? Maybe that's the father of the inn, isn't it?

(Was it a normal fake after all)

I found my concerns worrying and felt my spirit lighten.

When Elise told me there was going to be a pitch-black darkness that wasn't me, what happened to my head was the possibility that the fake was my kind.

Like me, there are things that have knowledge of the world over there, and didn't Soyts discover the same thing about me in yesterday's arena and call it the pitch-black darkness to appeal to me to be who I am?

If that's the case, the fake should show some combat power that can't be LV3.

Impossible first. But there was no chance he wouldn't come to see it this way.

In the end, it was all a matter of concern.

Second, look at the MC and the receptionist. The MC is expecting nothing. And he was faking it, but the receptionist looked at such a host somewhere with a frightened eye.

(… so this muscle was written by the arena side)

The receptionist laughs bitterly that she can't act.

But I think.

This time it was a normal fake, but what if a real kind showed up?

If the same kind existed, then Soutz would already be aware that other kinds existed.

And what would I do if I were a Soviet?

Find anything and kill it with this hand.

There is no more advantage between me and my kind than the source of both powers is knowledge.

Therefore, which is stronger by the moment when Soyts and I meet? That would be the kind of battle.

I always thought I was playing super efficient. [M] But is that really efficient from the same knowledge? Wouldn't there really be a more efficient strategy?

That's what I thought as I watched Leriana crush the athletes with her powers one after the other.