Are you the Devil of the Labyrinth

“I am Pierre, the instructor who will be responsible for your training in the future. For the record, the people next to me are also instructors who will be responsible for you. It's better to remember your face. ”

A considerable number of players gathered on the day the training camp was promised to take place. Yoohyun, who was watching that number, was astonished. I wonder if the training camp can accommodate enough people who are full on the ground. The number is approximately 1000. It was the number judged by looking at the established line.

“I heard there was an interesting incident a few days ago. ”

Pierre. The man who introduced himself like that smiles at the top of his face. No one here knows what he's talking about right now. Some have already frowned.

“Dozens of people rushed in and said they couldn't hurt three soldiers once and lost the fight. ”

It was an empty tone, but most of them kept their mouths shut. Pierre's words were true, and everyone had already noticed that he was not the one to apologize for the protest.

“I honestly don't expect them to grow, but I promise you one thing. When you get out of this training camp, I'll make dozens of you beat at least three soldiers. ”

After all, it was the sound of a dozen players having to fight three, but fewer were offended by the words. The strength of the soldiers I showed that day was enormous.

Pierre smiles bitterly at the faces of the players and lowers his head.

“Anyway, everyone is welcome. ”

*

Fortunately, the training camp was bigger than Yoohyun thought. I wasn't even from the training camp before the regression, so I didn't know what size it was. It was a small expedition where Yoohyun learned to fight and now doesn't remember a name.

I remember that the leader of the expedition was a man of his own ability. However, he is dead. A Ranger party member in the maze has failed to identify the trap and has fallen into a pit full of vicious weapons on the ground.

It's a simple trap, but in a way, it's the pit trap that killed the most players in the maze. The expedition, which lasted half a year, was so absurdly divided and disappeared.

“This is your home for the future. For a smooth training, you will stay here until the training is over. If you want to go out, you can always say so. ”

Arriving behind an unnamed soldier was a fairly quiet room. Luckily, there are beds like the inn, but it doesn't look good to go to bed to look hard at all. There were exactly four beds in the room. It seemed to sleep four people per room.

Of course, the distinction between men and women was thorough. They knew it was crazy to put men and women all at once, and they kept their homes far away. Thanks to you, I can hardly see free time or with my group. Yoohyun decided to pray that at least three people would get caught in the same room.

“Hmm · · ·. I wanted to use the same room as my brother. Too bad."

Even if he was unlucky, he was cut right behind him and used a room different from Yoohyun's. But I didn't seem to care much. This was where I was trained.

Minor chatter can be enjoyed in free time. I seemed to think so. However, I wonder if I can afford to talk about it after a hard training.

Soon after the room was deployed to all players, I went into training. Everyone was looking a little nervous, though they didn't know they were going to start training on the first day, but soon they sighed and showed that they were lining their minds.

“Over the next three months, you're going to run like crazy every morning. Today was the first day of the tour, but I hope you're nervous because tomorrow will be the right day. ”

Most of them screamed at me like I was crazy to do this for three months.

Playgrounds for players to run were quite spacious. Just one lap, the majority of them sweated and vomited violent breaths. But it wasn't that hard for Yoohyun.

Yoohyun had already accumulated superior abilities over others. In particular, the total number of abilities raised while awakening magical power was difficult for others to catch up with even after half a year of intense training.

After the marathon, which began under the word "light-hearted", Yoohyun sighed lightly.

The sound of the players' breathing calmed down to a certain degree, and then violent physical activity continued. The majority of those who expected to swing the weapon looked disappointed.

The instructor shouted at him.

“You're not ready for weapons yet. ”

After entering the training camp, all the players who returned to the room on the first day could see the phenomenon stretching out. There was no news of the Southern Arctic people sneaking by at night.

The next day, fortunately, was an educational time to teach knowledge, not physical training. I learned things like simple hand gesture signals that I use in situations where it is difficult to make sounds, or knowledge of the labyrinth.

Of course, it was knowledge that Yoohyun already knew. At least Yoohyun cared about the traps. I had a long time alone, but I still found a few minor knowledge that I didn't know about traps.

A minor trap had to be responsible for Yoohyun unless there were players in the Ranger family. Other groups will learn, but it was difficult to hope to be as skilled as anyone who had experienced it.

By week 1, 200 out of 1000 people had dropped out. It has been heard that instructors complain about the dramatic decline in that number. But they did not lower the intensity of the training.

Rather, at week 2, the intensity of the training became worse than at week 1.

By the end of week 2, more than 100 people had fallen, and by the end of week 3, only about 10 had fallen. The instructors did not lower the intensity of the training. Only those with that much patience were left; three weeks was enough time to count and they were satisfied.

Only after week 4 did the instructors let the players carry their weapons. It seemed like the last three weeks have tested whether you have the strength to carry a weapon.

Weapons have all been able to choose what they want, and instructors have been deployed according to their tendencies, depending on which weapon they choose. People were crowded with weapons of all kinds that people picked.

In particular, Yoohyun was very crowded because he picked a sword.

Weapons training was more intense than other physical exercises, but apparently training with all the real weapons at the end of the day gave me strength.

Moreover, the players were forced to regain consciousness, even after a real battle with their armor on. I have a priest, but there's no way I'm afraid of the scars swinging in front of my eyes.

The competencies of the players in each other's confrontations began to differ markedly. Some showed exceptional talent, while others showed little to see.

Of those, Yoohyun was an electron. Players were forced to stand out more than anyone else because of the fact that they were not competing and were training with soldiers.

Thanks to that, several players who became accustomed to training formed a group and even approached Yoohyun.

“We're under them now, but we're definitely going to fight them. So why don't we join forces? ”

The first person I approached was a man named Lenald. With his shoulders cracked, he was already overwhelmed by Yoohyun from the bulk of his head, which seemed bigger than the rest. Confidence flows in my eyes.

Yoohyun laughed at the words.

"Have you forgotten what happened to the group that looked like you the other day?"

"Don't treat them the same way. We don't make foolish choices. I will gradually gather the power to confront the fairies. Until then, I intend to move where they want to go."

Renald's voice was calm. It's not at all different from the guy I had a hard time with.

“What do you intend to do after you hit it? ”

“I go home. ”

“So how do you do that? ”

“· · · They summoned us, so they know how to send us back. If I can tighten their breath, I will teach them how to live. ”

No, unfortunately, nothing like that. The fairies have no idea how to send us back. If that had been the case, the players would not have fought at the maze with their lives.

Players fought like crazy against adventurers because that was all they had to live for.

Because Yoohyun knew that Renald's dream was fiction, his proposal was naturally rejected. Lenald frowned, but did not force him.

What will he look like when he learns that the collapse of the fairy is a crisis of his own?

Above all, Yoohyun was not very interested in the rights of the players. What Yoohyun cared about most was that there was no way to fight the adventurers who would come later.

It's a huge fight. A war you can't do alone. Yoohyun was also a small variable under the war. I know the future, but I can't do anything by myself.

Yoohyun was not an excellent leader. He was just one of the strong players.

Large variables were needed to change the prescribed flow.

So how do we make that variable?

Earth's science was meaningless in this world.

Even if you create a gun, there is already a gun in the world, but it is likely to have an adverse effect.

They will eventually be thoroughly drained, creating something more precise.

Because there was magic, they were called the clan of craftsmen. They are not a clan of craftsmen. It was a species of technology.It only makes swords and armor as needed.

Fortunately, science and magic were worlds that could not coexist. As long as someone doesn't force it.

Moreover, the number of adventurers floating in the maze was very small given the number of xenophobic peoples living on the ground. No matter how many humans look inside the maze, they are pushed into absolute numbers. There are already nations and cities of xenophobia on earth.

If they determine that the human in the maze is in danger, they may deploy an army.

Wouldn't it be okay if they pushed the adventurers with an unexpected absolute power?

For example, if the Demon King is said to be at the end of the deep heart of the maze.