Boundary Labyrinth and the Foreign Magician

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!?

The men glanced around the floor as they took off their weapons, held both ears and slammed their feet. He was blowing up pretty flashy and crashing into the wall, but he's got a lot more ear damage than that.

"Ahhh!? Why did they come from behind us?

The man with the bow and arrow cried hysterically as he looked at the severe pain in his ear. Well... that white would be black confirmed.

"Hey! What's that noise now!?

"It's that hungry ghost! Shit! Kill him!

As soon as it got noisy, it was illuminated with cantera lights from across the aisle.

Cantera, huh? If there's no one in that sandwich group who can use their magic, their vision has to be secured in a way other than dark vision. Relying on tools also means that you are exposed to fatal weaknesses.

"Flame Absorb"

Dark Magic Level 3. It ejects a thinly glowing sphere of dark purple across the aisle.

It's one of those anti-flame spells. A flame was unnaturally drawn out of Cantera and sucked into the sphere of darkness.

"Become..."

The same goes for trying them and suddenly they were thrown into the dark. The use of martial arts will not make you fight back or resist. Grace and Rosetta went in there.

Grace's movements are simple. There is no waste because it is simple. Keeping the momentum penetrating him in a low position, he snapped and snapped his legs away with a swing of his arm, grabbing the chest barn of the man who had fallen apart and slamming him against the wall to throw away even paper chips.

It's like just stroking her if you try. I didn't add a hand or a hand to not using an axe. It must be something you hate to scatter human blood for nothing.

Rosetta is very sophisticated.

I pulled down the first opponent I turned toward, rolled over and stepped on - where I completely sealed the movement, gently fingertipped it against the chest of another man still confused in the dark, gently activating the magic.

- Rotonblood.

Water Magic of Detoxification Behind Clear Blood... Magic that creates toxins in the opponent's blood.

"Gu Bu!?

I don't even want to know what it feels like to be tasted by Rotonblood - but anyway, the man raised his cuckoo voice to contain his chest and collapsed from his knee. Before the man falls and falls, Rosetta is stepping through the head of those who are leaning at her feet. I don't know about life or death, but the movement stopped anyway.

"Damn it! I don't care what happens."

The words of a man at the extreme of confusion did not last until the end. Because Grace hit that chest plate with a runaway. A large man's body flies parallel to the ground and clashes against the wall.

"Also, it burns -!"

A magician tries to put up a wand and chant a fireball...

"Slow"

From a magic circle that unfolded at his fingertips, a thunderbolt spear burst through the magician's body. Spark light illuminates the passage of the labyrinth blue with the sounds of a blast.

The fourth class of thunder magic. Electrolance. A human opponent is a magic that is sufficiently lethal. Although the magician is somewhat magically resistant, he fell down and stopped moving with one blow.

Mages don't necessarily hide hand tags like unchanging or magic circles, so they can't simply be done with captivity. Extreme stories, it is possible to use magic no matter what the state of the body is as long as the consciousness remains. We have to make sure it sinks. The magic of letting him sleep is also in the hand tag, but there is no certainty. Because such magic can be resisted depending on mental strength if you know it will come.

Except for the magic behind Rosetta's healing. It has a powerful interfering force that does not allow resistance for as long as contact is needed while acting on the flesh itself.

"Just kidding... you know, like this... for a second, so?

The falling archer leaks his voice flashly. There is a slightly suspicious pronunciation of damage to the tympanic membrane, but it can be heard.

"Light bound"

"Hih!?

Where he held the archer, the battle ended with no hesitation. No one can stand up. I don't give a shit about them living and dying. Because it's the same thing if you hand it over anyway.

It is the decision that about one or two people need to be kept alive to see if they have company outside the labyrinth that deliberately detained the archer.

I would have seen what my buddies saw because it was during the dark-eyed effect time. Thank God you flaunted what you did to us out there. Fewer guys will be wasting their hands, and similar modus operandi will lurk the ringing for a while.

"Chi, no! Oh, we just..."

There was an excuse for a rolling man to scream.

I wonder what to say. It would be different or nothing to have this well prepared meal.

This guy is desperate - because crimes of this kind in the Great Labyrinth cannot escape death. There is no escape to be questioned while using magic to detect lies.

Silently dropping his gaze, the gaze of the man with whom he meets swims. Eventually he reopened it, he looked at this one and appealed to me.

"Oh, yeah! Shit, I didn't mean to kill you! You guys aren't hurt, and you can miss me!?

"... I won't say it again. Stop talking."

"... eh"

When I said that with the magic circle floating over my palm, the man finally pushed silently.

I lost in an attempted robbery. Now I play the weak and I feel sorry for them... It's called a rookie aim, it's called this life begging, it's all an unpleasant guy.

Is the purpose gold or pleasure? Is the means blackmail or kill? It has nothing to do with this one.

Whatever they were going to do, there was only one way in two at the time they set up the ambush.

Will we resist and kill each other? Will it just be taken away from you irresistibly?

The option of missing out or adding palms is unlikely to be more likely to consider the possibility of secondary harm or vengeance.

Newbies - for example, it wasn't weird that a bunch of legitimate adventurers like Forrest Bird were targeting these guys, not us.

So - it would be dishonest to all the others to restrain myself from getting my hands dirty, or even vicious. This very act, which must be crushed, is both depressing and unpleasant.

"Mr. Rosetta. I'll give you the transboundary stone, so will you call people?

It would be good for her to go all the way to the stone tablet here with a face.

About the third basement floor, there are a bunch of adventurers who can come down with a transfer, and there's no problem without a transboundary stone because it's still a hierarchy that can go directly up. Even Alliance officials could come directly.

"... are you okay?

"Yes."

Rosetta stared at me for a while, but the stone tablet ran in a certain direction.

... so much. I hope you don't have to worry about me.

"Yeah, that's enough."

After returning from the third basement, I was called to one of the guild rooms to ask what was going on - the receptionist seemed sympathetic to us in one way or another. I just asked him a few questions and confirmed them, and he said that with a sad look on his face and let me go.

Thought I'd take some more time. It's a light guide.

Because Rosetta's face is clever, or has she been magically questioned on her behalf?

"They're a group of adventurers called Snakebytes. They're the ones with bad behavior and a lot of rubbing before."

"... Really?"

Did they ever do anything sympathetic to us?

"Once we're clear on the facts, I'm sure we'll have some stories about prizes, etc."

Bounty, huh? I've become an adventurer, but I'm not going to be a bounty hunter.

Grace and Rosetta were also back when the receptionist dropped them off and came out of the guild room.

Rosetta takes one deep breath and smiles as if to change her mind.

"Good day, both of you"

"Mr. Rosetta."

"Yeah. Well, Mr. Theodore. What are we gonna do now?

Are we talking about going to the labyrinth again?

"... I'm going home for good, that's right"

"... that's the same, isn't it? Yeah, I'm going home, too."

"I'll send you in the carriage, won't I?

"Nothing good. I feel like walking alone for a little while."

When I offered her a lift, Rosetta shook her head to the side.

"In time, if you feel like it. I'd be glad to see your face again. If you have any problems or problems, I'll talk to you."

"... ok"

... I feel like I've taken care of a lot of things after the ex-post processing. Rosetta may also have regrets about her mother. Nodding, she smiles and leaves the guild.

The last time I looked over my shoulder at the entrance and exit, I said this.

"Oh, yeah. They have some kind of black turning stone."

"... black? What is it?"

… a substitute that did not exist in the BFO.

"Though I don't know that either. This is the first time Alliance officials have seen it, and they're questioning it about its use. Depending on what you're talking about, you might be able to tell me more."

I suppressed it all at once... but if they had used it, it might have been a little more troublesome in some cases. I can't tell you anything just because I don't have the judgment material. If it's a substitute that can be used like a teleporter-based trap, it could be dangerous inside.

I dropped Rosetta off from the guild as I conceived.

"... you're a little tired"

"Mmm."

I laughed and nodded small, too, at Grace, who tilted her neck and slightly narrowed her eyes.

There was no bloodshed when we defeated them, so there didn't seem to be much recoil after freeing them from the spell. She felt a little restless, just like before.

Oh...... yes.

I have to redeem the material I brought home now anyway.

Shall we buy one demon stone for the bathroom and go home? Even a hot bath would make me feel somewhat better. It's important to change your mood.

She narrowed her eyes gently when she told Grace that thought.