Are you the Devil of the Labyrinth

Kill him.

Yoohyun frowns at the unpleasant voice that speaks as he commands.

Look around. All I see is dark darkness. The smell of epilepsy through the nose remains in memory somewhere. I thought long enough to figure out what this smell really is.

Areas of inviolability.

This was the distinctive shady smell. When I found out who this place was, I could feel my lining tingling. Massage, which is prevalent in the air, is a cause of pain.

Maso. An unidentified power that only arises in the realm of inviolability. No one knows what that power is. Moreover, the identity of the beast that eats that marshmallow grows.

The realm of inviolability was the realm that the word itself could not comprehend. Even humans who began to settle in the maze did not know what the realm of inviolability was for over 1,000 years, so I did my best.

You'll never know.

Yoohyun felt that way.

Even before regression, I didn't know much about the realm of inviolability. What he didn't want to know would be for some reason, but there was nothing so informative that there was no story floating among people.

Yoohyun began to walk forward, groaning and groaning as he began to suffer as though even his skin had been burned beyond the most vulnerable areas. We need to get out of here first.

There is no reason to be here. The magnitude of the pain is getting worse. It's hard to breathe if Masso came in through his throat.

Somehow it was time to find a safe place and move forward without emotion.

Suddenly, Yoohyun stopped walking when he saw a man who appeared in front of him stumbling.

You have to be strong · · ·. · · · Not yet. · · · I have the power!

The man speaks, biting his teeth. I don't know who I'm talking to.

I was just constantly repeating that I had to become stronger like a psychotic patient, and I was moving forward with a stumbling body. He barely walks with his sword as a cane, a movement that seems to fall.

"· · · · · · · · ·"

It was so sad that Yoohyun stared at his back for a while.

Who the hell is that guy? He was a man who had no memory.

Yoohyun chased after the man, forgetting Masso while he was burning. The man was barely walking, so he was very slow, but it was difficult to keep up with why.

It seems to be within reach. But it was when I felt frustrated because I couldn't reach it.

The man stopped walking. Yoohyun was trying to say something for a moment, and the door closed.

There was a man who walked hard and headed somewhere to arrive.

The nature of the maze, called the Beast, is different from the monsters themselves. No one understands the monster that grows and lives as a horse, unlike the monster that rips the slaughter.

Hahaha! Found it! I found him! If I kill him, I'll kill him! Me! Hahaha!

The man who discovered the Beast began to smile brightly, hiding his dying face. As if he had found something precious, Yoohyun could not hide his embarrassment.

Ugh, a man cheers. Yoohyun frowns at the man.

A man runs to the Beast with a sword. The Beast speaks out against it, but it does not appear to be a very strong Beast. The man's movements were excellent, and the beast was weak.

But for some reason, the man's movements were distracted. You can win without a wound, but you can't sink the excitement, so you keep hurting the Beast. They are all wounded by useless distracting movements. What the hell are you doing?

Mine. Crazy laughter bursts into a man's mouth.

The wounds that are coming from the whole body are immersed in killing the Beast, as if they weren't very important.

He was also a crazy man.

I thought so and tried to turn my back. Yoohyun pauses.

I think I saw something important right now.

Slowly move as if loosening the stiff neck to observe the man again.

Men are fighting. He is immersed in hunting Beasts without hiding the sound of crazy laughter. What the hell are you thinking? What's the benefit of catching the Beast?

While only thinking about it, Yoohyun stares at the sword in a man's hand.

‘That's · · ·. ’

A familiar look. A sword with an offensively black sword.

Why is that guy wearing that sword? It was time for me to open my eyes, thinking like that.

The sound of a man's crazy laughter, the howl of a beast, the touch of a grim masso.

All of a sudden, they disappear and turn white.

*

When I opened my eyes, what I saw was the unfamiliar wooden ceiling. Yoohyun frowned as he kept a bright brown and gazed at the uncluttered ceiling.

I think it's morning when I see the light shining through the window.

My whole body is different. It wasn't exhausting, but it was like a dark, helpless feeling flowing through the blood. Yoohyun kicked his tongue and raised his body.

I had a dream.

Nightmares were common. There were more days spent regressing and not having nightmares.

At least I've had fewer nightmares lately.

“Phew. My head hurts. ”

Yoohyun takes a long breath, grasping her forehead.

Yesterday I had drinks with the inn host for a long time and I had a headache. Yoohyun lay down in bed again, feeling her gaze twitching at the intense drunkenness that began to rise from deep inside.

Blue Skye was a high-powered drink. However, given that, I have a strong intoxication that remains in my body. Yoohyun slowly activates his magic power and starts to drive him out.

It takes a little time. Detailed work requiring horsepower control on a difficult level. To be honest, it was quite extravagant to write something like this, but I couldn't help it because Marie was sick.

Yoohyun was dazed by the spirit that slowly began to clear up, and he thought about it with his eyes on the ceiling.

This nightmare was strange.

“I don't think I've lost my memory. ‘

Yoohyun's original nightmare was a process of collecting lost memories one by one. The nightmare is to reclaim the memory that was lost. But there were very few memories coming back. Still, it was better than nothing like this. I don't know how the lost memory will come to pass later.

Anyway, Yoohyun recalled the nightmare he had just had.

It was just things I couldn't understand. Who the hell was the man holding the Beast?

And first and foremost, it was the identity of the sword that the man wielded to kill the Beast. Yoohyun knew what the sword was.

It was originally broken by the inn host, but it was a magic sword that could be revived by absorbing Maso in the realm of inviolability.

And the medium that connects with the man with the red hair.

When I think about it, the unpleasant voice that rang at the beginning of the nightmare was similar to the one I heard when I caught the sword.

Several pieces of information are cleared up and as the accident progressed to this point, Yoohyun immediately wakes up from bed and finds the magic sword. Storage was being done with care. Don't let anyone touch you.

I don't know what happens when someone in your group grabs this sword. We must stop such incidents. Once advanced mental contamination is not easily treated.

Although there is a priest, Lee Seo-yeon, it will still take a lot of time for her to reach that level. It didn't take long for Yoohyun to find a sword wrapped in cloth and chains.

There is absolutely no reason to let him go except when he originally went on an expedition. But now I had no choice. Loosen the chains and cloth to check the magic sword without worrying. Yoohyun frowned on his forehead.

“· · · Also right. ”

I was already half sure before checking, but what I saw in the nightmare was this sword. But why would a man who didn't even know his face hold the Beast with his sword?

Unpleasant. Yoohyun reaches out to the Mage Sword for the unpleasantness that flows to one side of his chest. The cold of the sword flows into your body with your fingertips. Magical power is injected into the wielding sword.

There is no response.

I asked him to talk to me about something, but he didn't answer. Do you really have to go there to wake him up? Yoohyun narrowed his tongue to the content of a nightmare constantly rising on one side of his head, and the garage sealed the magic sword again. He's been useless for a while.

“You're the one who makes me care about things. ”

Maybe it was really just a nightmare. I drank late with the inn host, though. I've been talking and thinking about the master of the Mage, so I may have dreamed of it.

But it's too vague.

No matter how much I thought about it, Yoohyun erased the unresolved story from my head.

I had to do what I could now.

“· · · Let's wake him up first. ”

As she murmured, Yoohyun opened the window while looking at the southern archer, who was sleeping more and more. Then, as I was waiting for, the morning wind rushed into my face.

Fortunately, the temperature is fresh. Adequate air was running around to move the body.

It was very good weather to roll the kids.

A minute later. The southern archipelago stood up in bed screaming.