Are you the Devil of the Labyrinth

“Hmm. So all we have to do is collect and bring the horns of Iron Horn? ”

The Guild Leader laughs and mutters at the words of the Black Steel Dwarves.

At least I've never seen a Dwarf before, but I've seen other Dwarves sneak into the maze. A Dwarf named Osolov was a kind of bait.

The guild leader couldn't bear to laugh because he was pathetic to it.

Guineax, a black steel dwarf, nods at the guild leader.

“Yes. The Iron Horn is all we've hunted, so all you have to do is go and collect the horns. ”

“Oh, thank you for that. ”

All you have to do is go and collect...

Guineas speaks with a bold face, and the guild leader laughs, Cook. My heart was ridiculous. On the subject of deceiving themselves and sneaking into the labyrinth, they were so overwhelmed.

Guinea continues to speak, despite the guild leader laughing terribly.

“The commission will pay as originally promised. Even if you bring horns, I will pay for the quest as I first asked. Of course, numbers don't hide. If you bring them all, you'll be paid extra money. ”

With that attitude, the fox disappeared from the guild leader's laughter. The face that was smiling just now tightened like a well-sharpened blade. Snarling eyes touch Guineax.

A chilly energy crosses Guineax's dorsal trunk.

‘But you are also the Guild Leader. ’

A little, but there, the Black Steel Dwarf can feel the power of the Guild Leader.

A Guild Leader in Goblin City in the displacement room, but it seems to have its own power.

Yes, of course.

Guild leader must be strong. You must be total.

After all, whatever it was, it was in charge of the adventurers in the Maze City. Now, I retired from the residence, but in my prime, I would have been an adventurer by my own name.

“That's so brave. ”

The voice of the Guild Leader, where the Nazis resonate.

Guineax, who felt the raging in his voice, decided to step back.

“I definitely think I'm sorry about this. But we didn't have time either. It was a crowd waiting for Goblin adventurers to hunt down Iron Horn. I'll make a public apology at the race meeting later. ”

In a low voice, Guinea said with a small bow. As a black steel dwarf, it was the maximum apology I could make. And as a species called Dwarf.

The faction gathering was a place where all factions gathered every year to talk under the name of harmony.

Apologizing in such a place means not forgetting this. And it also meant I would officially admit it.

However, with that, the guild leader's planting could not be undone.

The dwarf in front of his eyes, after all, is arrogant.

I'm ignoring Goblins.

Or ignore him as a petty guild leader in charge of the displacement guild.

It doesn't matter. The guild leader leans back on the chair and snorts.

I wanted to tear the dwarf in front of me.

But then the worst end awaits Haylah.

If the Dwarves run, Heyra won't last a few days and will fall.

Goblins could have been slaves to the Dwarves that day if the Dwarves were running around declaring war.

Yes, in the end this was Goblin.

Goblins are one of the lowest among many species on earth.

That's the Goblin reality after all.

Nevertheless, being a slave to any race was already the result of a millennial war of humans. All races involved in human warfare rejected the concept of slavery.

That old promise is making the Goblin thrive now.

Goblins shed a lot of blood standing on the other side of man in that mad war.

In recognition of that, it has so far been able to flourish.

But that's it. That doesn't make Goblins stronger.

It is still ignored by other races as it was a thousand years ago.

The Guild Leader knew it better than anyone.

I was ignored and honored by so many adventurers when I was an adventurer.

I wish I could break those shallow eyes and feed them one shot on their face, but the reality wasn't that green. Rather, the brutal reality has engulfed the guild leader's pride as an adventurer.

Swinging a thousand swords doesn't catch the Orc swinging a dozen times.

Shoots a thousand bows, but not more than the arrows played by a young elf.

Even if you train a thousand times, you won't be able to overcome the power of Ogres.

Goblins are weak. They are not very talented as adventurers.

Small stature. Short arms and legs resulting from it.

Not only does he not have good talent as a prosecutor, but he also has excellent intelligence as a wizard. I don't have as much dexterity as the dwarves. I don't have any excellent physical abilities.

Compared to the same level of xenophobic adventurers.

Ah, how incompetent this race is.

After all, everything is just like that.

The sage of the distant old Goblin said: God says it's unfair.

Is that why? Goblins don't believe in God.

Of course there are no priests for a people who do not believe in God.

The Goblins were also a few without priests.

The guild leader was not just strong among the Goblins.

It is because we know the reality well. What the Guild Leader can do is allow Goblins to guarantee their activities as adventurers without interference from other factions.

The Guild Leader knows reality well. I'm here because I know it well.

There. The guild leader lowered his life.

In a sunken atmosphere, Guineax felt his breath open.

Correct your thoughts. The Goblin in front of you isn't just the one who used some strength before.

I have more skills than I originally expected.

‘.. I wonder what Goblins were doing as adventurers. ’

Someone tells me that the Dwarves in Black Steel are not adventurers, but in the end, their activity as adventurers remains unchanged. Guineax has met many adventurers.

Among them are, of course, those skilled in the cardiac field.

Maybe the Goblin in front of you was a skilled person who entered the heart.

It's a moment, but when it was revealed without hiding its power, it smelled similar to them.

By the time Guineax roughly thought about it.

The guild leader said with a bold face.

“Good. I'll accept your offer. Remuneration rises by about 20%. ”

“... 20%? Quite a lot."

"Why? Why don't you go? “

“No, I'll take it. ”

Quite a violent proposition, but Guineas accepted. After all, expenditure was not that difficult to accommodate. The important thing is to get horns quickly to make and deliver weapons.

It has a reputation and trust as a race, so you can't slow down the period.

After roughly completing the negotiations, Guineax took a long breath.

“Then let's go. ”

Guineax, who thought the story was over, turned his back with a small bow. It was time to grab the door and try to get out of the guild leader's office.

“The story is not over yet. ”

Guineax slowly turns his head, pausing. I don't think there's anything else I need.

However, coming out of the guild leader's mouth was a completely unexpected story.

“Did you say Osolov? Said the dwarf was killed by the demon in the maze. ”

“What...! ”

The guild leader smiles coldly as the Dwarf, who had just had a hard face with no reaction in his life, is furiously surprised. It is also an expected response.

The dwarf stops at the door and stands in front of the guild leader.

Guynax narrows down the street as if he were going to drop his desk right away.

“...... What does that mean now? Osolov is dead?”

The guild leader nods. Carlan can't lie.

Moreover, there was more solid evidence than anything else.

“Yes, Osolov is dead. It was pretty miserable. You can also give evidence if you want. ”

“..... evidence? ”

“I'm keeping his body here. It is stored in the basement of the guild while walking the preservation magic. Do you want to check it out? ”

“.........! ”

Guild Leader's attitude shows Guineax that he is not lying.

“.. is it clear that he was killed by the devil in the maze? ”

“I've never seen a Goblin killed, but I can only judge by the circumstances. Are you even suspicious of our Goblins? ”

"No way... it's just hard to believe he's dead. That too, to the devil of the maze."

The devil in the maze. The word was the name of a man who laughed and cried alongside his companions.

But I didn't expect Osolov to be killed by that name.

As the surprising emotion slowly returned to its original position, Guineax regained calm.

Guild Leader also said in time for Guineax to express his emotions.

“I'll have my colleague's body ready to be taken at any time. Even though it wasn't a very good meeting, I can't joke about it. ”

“... Thank you. Let's not forget this. ”

Guineax bows sincerely at that moment. The guild leader shrugs and asks.

“Will you avenge the Devil of the Maze? ”

I lifted up my head as Gainac bowed. A ferocious life hovers in the eyes of steel.

“... revenge? Isn't that natural? ”

“Is that so?”

The guild leader smiles carefully inside.

Otherwise, the demon in the maze was dead.

“What the hell is the Devil of the Maze doing? ”

“Unfortunately, no Goblin knows its substance. But if you look at the trail...”

The Guild Leader recalls the story of Carlan and the wounds on Dwarf's body.

That too.

“.. I think it might be human. ”

“Humans...! ”

As soon as Guineax listened to the Guild Leader, there was one thing that touched his brain.

And then there was a herd of humans.

Reviews

Goblins have an average Talent Rating of F ~ G.

Humans are about D's.

The average strength rating of the Ogre is B.

Even if genius comes from among the Goblins, the physical abilities of ordinary Ogre Adventurers cannot be beaten.