Are you the Devil of the Labyrinth

In common sense, a pendant can't be a weapon. Yes, in common sense. But if that pendant has a special power, the horse is different.

I observed the pendant hanging from the neck of the song.

A beautiful pendant decorated with blue gems that reminds me of a clear lake. It makes you feel that being brilliantly shining with color is not usually a jewel.

Why did you notice that now? Maybe it's because the appearance of the song with the pendant went so well. A pendant decorated with clear colored gems melted very well into her white throat. It was as if it was hers from the beginning.

“· · · I picked something interesting. ”

I don't know. I mutter and meet.

Seeing the pendant of the song, I grasped the words I said.

Hidden weapon.

No way, I didn't know there was a hidden weapon I was talking about. I looked at the other players and I didn't find a single case like Song Song Song.

“Let's go to the inn first. If the fairies picked a weapon, they asked you to wait at the inn. ”

As we watched Song Ga-yeon nod silently, we headed to the inn. The Expeditionary Force said it will take place shortly tomorrow.

Rapid movement was key as rescue of survivors was the goal. Over time, survivors will be reduced. Perhaps the time spent during this time was also fatal for the survivors.

The kids walked down the street and asked Song Ga-yeon what the pendant's abilities were, but she only told me she would tell them at the inn. It's like avoiding your surroundings.

I felt reluctant to be known to someone I didn't know, so I told them to stop. I told you at the inn anyway. What's the point of urging me now?

I stopped asking questions and closed my mouth and walked down the street. My face was full of faces that I wanted to ask, but I lightly ignored them.

‘I think I got something good. ’

As I stared at Song Song Song, who was walking quietly beside me, I could find a small smile engraved on the side of her mouth. A bright smile that doesn't usually show well continues to follow.

Arriving at the inn, the children dragged him away as if they were abducting Song Ga-yeon. I had a lot of questions too, so I followed behind them. That was my room.

I'd say it's exactly me and the Southerner's room. I'd rather ask them in the ladies' room, but I wondered why they dragged me here, and I watched the children sitting in bed singing songs.

“You'd better tell them all. ”

Gil Yumi says so with an offensive smile. It was like watching that ugly smile detect an interrogation. She was more of a prank than a coercive one, so she burst into a cute smile, Cook, to see if her behavior wasn't offensive.

“I'll tell everyone. Don't do that too much. ”

“Okay. You should come out like that. ”

It was the moment Gil Yumi nodded with a Bessi smile. Song Gyun closed his eyes and took a long breath. I glanced at the preparations to concentrate on something.

I can't tell if the other kids are expecting it. In the room where the strange silence was sitting, Song Song Song Song's lips slowly moved. What flowed out of her mouth was a combination of words that had no meaning.

“Tuân theo"

After what she said, the change happened quickly. The children step back in an unusual energy that begins to hover around her. I was the only one who saw Song Gyeong-yeon's creation with curious eyes.

I get cold sweats in my hands. But I'm smiling without my knowledge. I didn't even think about it.

“· · · This can't be right. ”

It's blurry, but it looks something. It floated in the air, had a human form, and remained by the side of the cigarette with a translucent body. At first glance, I thought it looked like a cigarette. It's a beautiful statue.It's like watching a song as a child.

At first I thought about what that was. But the chaos that was pounding in my head sank a little bit, and I could see that it was water.

If water has life and consciousness, can it show that way? Having the image of a beautiful girl, it roamed beside the Song of Zinc and laughed.

It's like you're so grateful for making yourself visible in this world. She laughs and meets the tickle of a young girl.

As I watched him, I muttered quietly.

“The Spirit of Water? ”

“Yes.”

Did you really sign the contract? It did not appear to be simply a spirit bound to the pendant. The spirit that is bound to the tool never laughs. I am bound as a slave, and what spirit would I like?

It was clear that he had a contract with the Spirit. The Spirit's favorable attitude toward Song Ga-yeon was clear evidence.

“Hmm?”

He reaches out his hand toward the Spirit of Water summoned by Song Ga-yeon. I wanted to touch it once. However, the Spirit of Water hid behind the back of the Song of Zinc, avoiding my touch.

Then the song seemed a little embarrassed, but I laughed without even bothering. Are you ashamed or are you watching over me?

'Are you afraid of me?'

I think it's right to be vigilant when I see the uncomfortable look on the back of the song. I saw myself trembling and I had no choice but to give up. What do I look like in the eyes of the Spirit?

As I lowered my reach, I asked Song Gyeong.

“So, what's that pandan's ability to summon spirits? ”

“It's true, but it's not true. ”

Then again, it's a contract.

“Even though I was able to summon the Spirit thanks to the Pendant, the ability of the Pendant, to be precise, is not what summons the Spirit. ”

“So?”

She paused to answer my question, but nodded her head small and said.

“I got a job as a spiritualist. I was able to summon the Spirit when I got a job. The pendant only served as a mid-leg for me to get a job. ”

Are you sure it's an ex-item?

· · · It's a moment, but I lost my word.

I didn't really think he'd get a job out of an armory like that. An ex-item. I've never held such a commonly called equipment in my hands before regression.

*

It was a noiseless day thanks to the song, but the next day came quickly. In the morning, when the morning air remained cold, we had to move.

When I left the inn, the cold air welcomed us.

“Are you ready to move soon? ”

The fairies have already informed me yesterday, so I have nothing to complain about, but I move quite early. Time for everyone to sleep unless players join the expedition.

I stare down the street as if I were asking for silence. A time when all darkness has yet to depart. At that time, players were throwing parties at different inns.

Everyone was wearing a weapon that kept the light shining. I felt reassured that I was going to deal with the Goblins.

How long is that gonna take? As we looked at them as they were disappearing, the last time Gil Yumi came out of the inn, we followed them.

“Aren't we just going to be too prepared for that? ”

I was supposed to gather at the Gateway, so the Southern Archer asked me on the way there. He seemed to have a backpack hanging from his shoulder.

Obviously, what we did differed from the size of our backpacks when compared to the backpacks of others. I want to put only the necessary things back and forth, but I don't have enough space. It was the women who made the tears.

If I coughed, I would listen to my backpack and ask myself, "Should I use bonus stats?" Of course, but I told him to keep it.

In the words of the southern archipelago, I answered boldly.

“I only have what I need, so be patient. ”

I look forward to seeing the southern archipelago nod. One day we got to the front of the gateway. Now it turns out that there are numbers in their own way.

The number of players was a little over 100, and the expeditionary forces of the people of Roberia alone were a little over 300.

The total number combined is about 400.

Must be a lot of numbers. But that did not reassure me. The number of Goblins who raided the Expeditionary Army may not be all. Perhaps there are more adventurers who have not been found by the surviving expeditions.

Few adventurers wander around the labyrinth in hundreds. They party with similar tendencies as we do, and five for less. There's usually a lot of them. They're going in 20.

Perhaps, the attack on the Expeditionary Force was a subjugation made up of dozens of parties. There is only one thing that can group the parties that are each other into one group.

“Has the Adventurer Guild commissioned a massive subjugation? ”

Apart from the adventurers who have been ambushed, there will be many other adventurers in Aria. The number we have to fight is no more than 500.

Around the time I was locked in that thought, the magical power around me began to flinch.

The noise repeated as lightning struck the Gateway, and the space twisted and Lorelai's landscape caught my eye. A miserable view of a ruined village.

That was the first thing that came to my attention.