Boundary Labyrinth and the Foreign Magician

As he tied up the remnants from one end and rolled them into the courtyard, it seems Randolph regained consciousness.

I look at this one with hostile eyes, and then I get a subtle look. They noticed that they were sealed with magic.

"And, meh..."

Randolph stares at this one all the time cursing and killing him.

"I'll just check one. It's about Sheila's parents. I'm pretty sure what you were saying earlier, huh? Any other executors?

"So you kept me alive? It's sweet."

Randolph smiles thinly. Slave traders and drug entanglements will be as obvious as they can be, than keeping their men alive, too. But I just have to hear from this guy about the bandit guild entanglement, especially the previous guild chief.

The pursuit of Sheila in the Magic Inquisition is difficult because of Sheila's position within the Bandit Guild.

"Oh, there's someone else who joined you then. You can't turn me in if you want to hear it out, can you?

Randolph seems to be calculating that - but I anticipate a way to extend his life with this kind of mouthpiece. Such a filthy life-extension measure, do you think you will let it?

"Fortk. How's it going?

"... I'm not lying"

Carbuncle's Fortock, hidden in my nose, moves back and forth, and then answers like that in a whisper. He offered to help us when we left.

"That's right. You'll never hear from me again."

"What?"

Randolph had a loose look between them - but at the next moment Sheila was eating herself into Randolph's neck with a pearl sword pattern to make him faint again.

"... because he's someone I can't resist anymore. After this, whoever leaves it to me will be the same...... I have Theodore's position, and I'll leave it to him"

Looking at each other, Sheila said.

Whoever you want. You will be brought to justice if you hand it over to the state, and you will be able to drop it if you hand it over to the Bandit Guild.

"... ok. Let's hurry up with the rest."

"Mmm."

The subterranean control is over, but there's still a disposal of the tail of Skugslough.

The people who were imprisoned in the basement are being held hostage in the courtyard because they think they can escape. It seems slightly uneasy because the surroundings are surrounded by stone walls - but many have put their hands together for a relief look. To the elves, the dwarves. Besides, there was a demon figure.

"Is that - the drug?

Grace asks.

"Sounds like it. You don't know it at first glance, it's..."

There's a lump of sap in my hand that's clear green.

It has a texture that just makes amber bright green. From what I've seen of the underground laboratory equipment, it seems to be processed from here, powdered and then used.

It's just... it doesn't look like a drug ingredient at least in this condition. It would also be easy to slip through the eyes of surveillance. Wouldn't it be difficult to identify it as the same thing if we brought it to the site in this state and powdered it where it was sold?

The underground Squawgslow is secured to deliver only one stock as evidence.

"What about the rest?

"Petrify them all"

Petrified magic circles the tail of Squawgslow. We need to keep it useless. You can burn it down, but the smoke seems dangerous.

"What will you do after this?

"This is all I've done on a massive scale. The soldiers are on their way."

That is the dimension by which those who were imprisoned will be found and they will be captured. As for the aftermath of the tail of Squawgslow - does it feel like giving King Melvin a baton?

Dexter... he didn't seem to be here, but he'll be chased from both the government constitution and the bandit guild in the future.

I removed the stone walls and waited for the soldiers to enter before withdrawing... reuniting with Dexter was surprisingly quick.

I sent her to Miriam's, but Sheila told me she was going to talk in the alley behind the store, so I peeked behind her... and there was Dexter and Isabella.

Yeah, it looks like Isabella's people and thinkers are holding Dexter and his people back.

"... who? Come out."

Isabella seems to have perceived this sign as well, and she has spoken out like that. When he shows up, he gives a slightly more decent look.

"Mi, Miriam! And even the ambassador!? Please, tell me it's a misunderstanding! These guys are making a little mistake! I'm a little... yeah. I just came to say hello to you about making up...!

Dexter said that when he admitted what we looked like. Face to face with Miriam. What is it?

"... what is this situation?

"No, right. Even we didn't expect to see you here..."

And, Isabella flaunts her shoulder. You understand that you and Isabella know each other, Dexter's expression stains despair.

Isabella is not dressed when she met him in the West Side, but is a piece of skin gear that seems moveable. Could be Isabella's, bandit guild specs gear.

"The part that caught me talking to you came out, so I was doing a little research, and it was like Dexter was gathering his old buddies and moving. Looks like he was trying to get into this house with a weapon... so he pulled it out and asked about everything."

... were you trying to ambush me at Miriam's store? And from the questions I asked, Isabella was looking to talk to Dexter about something.

Sure... threatening to find out may be a convenient situation for Isabella, but Dexter himself was in the wrong place for me to raid...

"Monsieur, I brought you something like this."

"Ah! That!

"Hmm?"

Isabella frowns when she checks the contents of the bag.

"You know what that is?

A leather bag is thrown. When I received it and opened it inside, it was a plant seed.

... a seed from the tail of a squug sloth. This guy, was he bringing it up?

"That's evidence. Can I keep this over here?

"Nothing, fine."

Dexter screams at the exchange being exchanged overhead.

"Oh, my God! Don't think you can just imitate me like this! I don't know what Mr. Randolph would say......!

"Oh, he just crushed it."

"- What?"

Dexter gives a loose look between them. He doesn't know the noise in the West Side because this guy was doing a lot here. I don't seem to understand it when I ask.

Still, take out the seeds, what the hell were you trying to do?

Randolph felt like he had seen it and seemed pretty concerned with the disguise... he couldn't possibly allow it to be taken out in a detour. When you ambush Miriam with seeds, and you know my identity...

"... you, you didn't kidnap Mr. Miriam and try to escape Termwilds, did you? So I can give Randolph a good name."

When I tell Dexter, he's visibly bloody distracted. Both Isabella and Miriam look stunned.

I'll check back later, but maybe I don't have to ask Fortk if it's true or false.

If you look at Miriam's trends, you'll be able to trace my identity to the purchase of the store. I can guess to the point that I'm about to build a store with an ambassador from another world.

When it comes to me being the back shield, even if the Bandit Guild is behind it, I won't be able to do anything about it in the future. I don't know what my qualities would be if I ran away from the country even if I made a lot of mistakes there, but it doesn't matter.

And it's very difficult, or what? Randolph, who laid eyes on me, also betrayed me, and took only gold and seeds to start over in New Heaven and Earth. Maybe the odd hand-wound is because it was originally part of this guy's plan to get out of the country and get to independence.

Well. The question is... what are we going to do with this guy...

"... who crushed Randolph"

Isabella asks.

"It's true. It's been a lot of noise in the West End."

"Right...... Then Dexter will turn you in."

"Is that okay?

Wouldn't there be something dropping? Well, if you say so, so is Randolph.

"Even so, you already owe me a great deal. I have to return something to give back. We seized the Kosovar mud and handed it over, a well-meaning citizen."

Isabella scratches her hair and shakes it.

"Honestly, if Randolph's crushed, he's got a lot to do and he can't handle the trinkets."

"Okay. I'll keep these guys over here."

It's an indirect cause, not Sheila's direct vendetta. I send my gaze to Sheila, but I clasped my shoulders and shook my neck to the side.

Right. Then let's just get this over with. Get in touch with Mercedia by telecom. This guy is one of Randolph's best friends, so there's no problem.

"... you said you should take advantage of the situation, but I knew you owed me. Again, I might go say thank you."

"Okay."

I guess Isabella doesn't know that Randolph is the enemy of his predecessors... but there may be information to be passed on in the future. I can draw a line from my position, but I don't mind if we talk about leaving the Alliance's position. And that story is about Sheila.

Isabella and the others left as they quickly roped Dexter and the others together.

"Well, when I turn these guys over, I'm leaving."

Sheila snorts.

"... no. There was a lot going on, but I will try to open it early."

"Right. Let's make it a good store."

Attach a promise of reunion with Miriam.

That's how I handed Dexter and the others over to the Knights who rushed me, and I'm finally on my way home.

Already at dusk. The sky is red.

"... tired. I want to dip in the bath."

Sheila looks up at the sunset and narrows her eyes. Maybe she wants time to be alone.

Right. After spending time organizing your mind that way, let's all spend some time together and take it easy.

Illumhilt takes Sheila's hand.

"Go home, Sheila."

"...... hmm. Illumhilt. I want to hear Illumhilt lute again"

"Yeah. Anytime."

In that way, the two turn their grins to each other.

"Guys...... thanks for the help"

That's how Sheila keeps her head down on us. Me and everyone, I smiled quietly and nodded.