Are you the Devil of the Labyrinth

It was only when the Dwarves stopped moving that their gaze disappeared.

“Hmm. Did you notice? ”

“It's human. It's human." Kleckel. ”

“Looks like he was sneaking around on us.

The dwarves are already noticing Misha's miracle. But I was just ignoring it. While talking, the Dwarves continue to plant bombs beneath the canyon.

Whenever a bomb with devastating power falls down the valley, the maze shakes roughly. It was the tomb that cried out to the suffering of the Iron Horns for every sound of the explosion.

Quack, quack, quack!

But is it because they threw too many bombs?

The canyon where the dwarves stand is weakly cracked. The ground was weakened by the impact of the explosion. The earthquake was shattering and falling down.

If you're scared, it's normal to step back from there already, but for the majority of hard-hearted Dwarves, it doesn't really matter.

Rather, Dwarf continues to talk about his past achievements, lightly ignoring the cracks on the floor. Humans' gaze is gone, but I still care a little.

“By the way, if you see humans wandering around, there must be some dungeons around. What do we do?”

“I don't know how. Just ignore it. We're not even adventurers exploring this area. ”

“Argh. Yeah, never mind. We don't have time to hunt humans right now. ”

What matters to them now was the hunt for Iron Horn. Everyone knows that, so opinions are quickly cleared up and it is concluded that we should ignore humans.

Since then, it has been a finishing task. Carnaging an Iron Horn trapped in a canyon wasn't so hard. I just sprayed the bomb I had prepared.

It took me about five more minutes to stop throwing bombs.

The sound and shock that continue to shake the maze finally stop.

“Hmm. Are we done? ”

A dwarf looks down at the canyon, where the smell of gunpowder and blood rises profoundly. The smell of gunpowder mixed with the heat is piercing my nose.

However, the scent of gunpowder was familiar to the Dwarves of Black Steel. This means that we rarely actually deal with weapons made of this kind of gunpowder ignorantly.

I can handle gunpowder, but rarely carry gunpowder weapons in the maze.

Rather than carrying an unmanageable gun in the maze, I preferred to carry a magic scroll. But magic scrolls are expensive.

You will need dozens of times more money to hunt Iron Horns with the Magic Spellbook now. Bombs were better than magic scrolls if they were the same power.

That doesn't mean bombs have all the advantages. Weighing a few dozen times more than the Magic Scroll, it was quite difficult to manage more than gunpowder weapons, as it appeared in front of me.

Carrying a gunpowder weapon in a maze with all sorts of environments was not very recommended.

The dwarf, looking down at Zigzi Canyon for a while, curls his head.

“Some of them are still alive. Iron Horn, too. I really admire that tough HP. ”

Perhaps the Iron Horns in the canyon went through hell. There is no way to avoid bombs falling from the sky, so all we have to do is shield the corpses of our people and survive.

Even in such hell, a few still seem to be alive.

They squirmed as if they knew they were alive, but soon they almost died. I didn't think it was necessary to finish this way. The sound of a weak Iron Horn roars through the canyon walls and reaches your ears.

But the sound of pity hovers over the face of the dwarf.

“Ugh... I'm a little tired of their hide, though. ”

“Arthur, give up the leather. I have to pray that the horns are intact now. ”

No matter how tough the leather the Iron Horn has, it was only natural for the leather to be scratched by the bomb baptism just before. At least it was the horns that could be safe.

“Yuck. I guess so. Anyway, we're done here. Now all that's left is to bring in the Goblins. ”

Now that the hunt is over, of course I wanted to take all the bodies of those Iron Horns with me, but that was a crowd. I couldn't take all the horns with a few dwarves, as the numbers were enormous.

At least they brought dozens of bombs into the maze with pockets of space expansion, but the lack of space remains unchanged.

After all, a large number of hands were needed.

I had to use the Goblins to do that.

So they decided to go up to the ground and commission the Heyra Adventurer Guild. Maybe you just need to collect horns and bring them, so all adventurers will love them.

There will be no such thing as honey for novice adventurers. The time was running out, so the dwarves were just trying to pay for the same quest they had asked for in the year they collected the Horns.

I can assure you there are no adventurers who would dislike the Dwarves' quest.

However, the head of the Heyra Adventurer Guild may be a little angry.

The Dwarves are now luring Osolov down to the maze.

The Adventurer Guild Leader is unaware of this presence.

All he knew was Osolov. I had no choice but to trick him into sticking a Goblin adventurer next to me and moving.

I still don't have time, but I have to slow down if I move like a Goblin. I would rather be judged after doing this.

Moreover, it is quite reluctant to show adventurers a black steel bomb without hiding it. I sell bombs to a few adventurers, but I think it's just a bit downgraded.

At the end of this task, Dwarf, who comes to mind from the rest of his colleagues, brings out his story.

“By the way, Osolov, is he doing well? ”

“I don't know, I'm sure you're doing great. I'm just pulling the time, but I can't do anything. ”

“Kleel. You're going to have a hard time with Goblins. He's pretty freaky, isn't he? ”

Osolov's expression was quite funny when he won the station where he was baited by drawing lots. I barely stopped him from doing it again.

The Dwarves laughed for a while, pitying Osolov who wasn't here.

“Come on. Let's go back quickly. We don't have time."

I turned my back in the smoke of a blooming gunpowder as if it were urgent.

*

The way back to Lorelai was fine. There was no great risk except that there was a minor engagement with monsters. I felt so empty that I couldn't even see the adventurers.

When morning came, Yoohyun, who immediately departed and continued his steps until lunchtime, pulled the compass of the maze out of his arms.

The direction of the labyrinth compass, which indicates the direction towards Lorelai, was still towards the north, with no change from a few hours ago. That meant Yoohyun was heading straight for Lorelai.

Yoohyun, who was measuring how much distance he had, decided to take a break from it.

It was barely far away, but the group's face seemed tired because they kept walking from morning to morning. There was no reason to come all the way here.

I don't have to tell Yoohyun that I almost got to Lorelai, but I feel relaxed to see if everyone is guessing. Gil Yumi said that he had a grumbling jaw with a narcissistic face.

“Oh, when I get back to Lorelai, I have to wash first. I miss hot baths. Look, didn't my skin get too rough? It's fragile skin, though. I think I'm going to grow old fast with this. ”

“Umm... If you go back to Lorelai, I'll lend you the cream I used. I got a couple from Diana earlier.

Because I have something. ”

Gil Yumi's eyes widened in an unexpected story.

“What!? Did you have something like that? You bitch! I can't believe I've been spending all that time alone! ”

Gil Yumi looked at Lee Seo-yeon like he was angry. As he trembled as if he had been betrayed by faith, Lee Seo-yeon was forced to slow down.

And the southern archipelago who was watching it burst into laughter.

“Coming to a world like this is cosmetic. ”

Cook Lute, who was next to him, laughed as if his face had been powerlessly relieved.

“Isn't beauty another weapon to women? It's important to them. ”

“... Hmm. Is that so?”

“Yes, it's better not to think too hard. Because in the first place, the world of men and women was very different. ”

“.. as if you know something? ”

As suspicious as it may seem, Lute shrugs and lightly ignores.

The southern archipelago looked at Lute and thought: If you think about it, the one in front of you was quite capable. It must have been quite popular with women in and out of the village.

Moreover, the flimsy jaw line is impressive and may make women cry quite loudly.

In the burning gaze of the Eagle of the Southern Archer, Lute handed it over without difficulty with a distinctive whimsical attitude. Lute's hard iron walls cling to the southern archipelago without worrying, but nothing changed.

It was when Yoohyun was listening to small stories wandering among the group.

“Hmm?”

I felt a miracle approaching here, and Yoohyun touched the sword.

Are you an adventurer? You have a lot of numbers. It wasn't monsters when viewed as moving miracles.

Lute also turned his head while talking to the southern archipelago.

Suddenly, however, the tension broke out as if someone had cut them short with scissors.

The first one to react was Lancashen.

“..... that? ”

She, who was talking to Song Gyeong-yeon, slowly wakes up in her place. I stood next to Yoohyun, who was in front of me, to see if I wanted to do it better.

Ugh, Langshashen unwittingly laughed as he was caught in a shape that was not properly seen from afar. Her smile seemed to be releasing, and it was a pleasure to be with her.

Yoohyun looked at the signs coming up here and said.

“Is it Lang Xiao?”

He was also waving his hand with a happy face to see if he had checked this way.

Somehow, I feel real when I see them.

It means we're back in Lorelai.