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I've got the magic tools I can look for, and I'm moving to the first basement floor for quick use. From the 77th basement floor, there are too high and low differences to know the exact position.

Labyrinth magic when you follow the instructions of the labyrinth nucleus to an invisible location: use the toolbox. Removing it from the inside is a bottle with a drug solution.

Drink it up with a cockroach.

One word when you put an empty bottle in the storage ring......

"Not good..."

Squeeze as you blued your face.

The drug solution I just drank is a potion to restore the magic sold in the city's tool stores, not the kind of high-performance potion you'll find in the labyrinth. A potion you get in the labyrinth will restore your magic by just a sip, but potions like those sold in the store won't work unless you drink the bottle dry.

Drinking this stuff is also due to the massive consumption of magic in the basement on the 77th floor. Still, not at the stage of worrying about depletion, but overwhelmingly not enough given the use of Pendulum Dowsing.

But the magic had been restored thanks to enduring and drinking up the muzzle.

Labyrinth Magic: Using a chest (Treasure Box), it was also possible to retrieve potions that were not bad, but even potions sold in stores were not a problem, so you should save on the magic of the Labyrinth.

"Well..."

Now we're ready. Use a pendulum.

The only way to use it is to think of what you want to look for in your head - what my father looks like.

Magic is gutted out.

However, it does a job commensurate with the amount consumed to indicate the direction in which the pendulum is located, and it also somehow tells us the distance to it.

"Huh..."

Stop using Pendulum to reduce the use of magic.

When I left the labyrinth early as it was, Mr. Almira immediately realized that I had come out.

"Oh, what's going on?

Mr. Almira worried me.

"Hey... I'm not hurt or anything, so I'm fine."

"Right."

I couldn't afford to care less about Mr. Almira right now.

After a brief greeting and traveling from Mr. Almira to an unseen place, he runs out. At full speed.

With over 10,000 health and agility, my speed is faster and more sustained than that of a horse.

Aleister's city on the way also passes and comes near the village where he was born and raised. Without using the streets so far, I was able to get there without anyone ever finding me because I had traveled out of sight.

Use Pendulum again.

Then it pointed to one point, and if we were so close, we would know the exact location.

There, a single large tree was planted, surrounded by further land, with children playing, depending on time, but now there was no one.

It's convenient for me.

Because...... Pendulum was pointing to the roots of that tree.

"Earth Wave"

When the soil is softened by gently shaking the ground using magic, the soil is carefully removed little by little using magic as it is.

If you keep doing that work for twenty minutes,

"I've been found..."

I didn't want to find it in this way.

At the end of the dig, there was the head and hands of a worn out body.

Keep working and exposing your whole body while feeling dark.

The body is completely corrupt and cannot tell from the body who it is. But I was sure when I saw the ring embedded in my left hand pharmacopoeia.

"After all, Dad, is it..."

The ring was a wedding ring that my father bought for my mother when he was getting married, which he had never bought at all, such as ornaments, and inside the ring were carved my father's and mother's names.

Undoubtedly, the ring belongs to my father, and the body is my father.

I don't want to admit it.

The body may be someone else just because the ring is placed here.

But you can't be sure.

"Really, I'm glad I brought it"

What I took out was The Dead Soul Jewel, obtained from a chest on the 77th floor of the basement.

When I got it, I brought it for the worst case scenario, but it really ended badly.

With this, we can scratch the magic left on the body to capture the form and consciousness of the magic in its lifetime, allowing for conversation.

- Makes it possible to have a conversation with a ghost.

That's all I had, but I found my father's body, which was the one I needed the most.

Softly placing the Dead Soul jewel at the center of the body, a grain of light rises from the body and is sucked into the jewel. The magic of my father, whose grain of light was left on the body, and the jewels gather it?

A grain of light, gathered in the same way as a sight like that, where the black jaws seen on the seventy-seventh basement floor gathered together to create a demon, formed the shape of a person and existed as if it had floated a little from the chest portion of a vegetated body.

The person was a man about forty years old, dressed in simple armor. Not only are they knights stationed in the city of Alistair, but they are clearly cheap compared to the armor the soldiers wear. I can see how much money I didn't spend.

Or...

"Long time no see, Dad."

"Mars? What the hell is going on with this situation?

My father, summoned like a ghost, seemed to have no idea what the situation was.

But he was convinced of something when he made sure his body was floating and the body was rolling at his feet,

"I'm dead."

He checked with me in a sad voice.

"Oh......"

That's all I could answer, too.

'I understood that I was dead. But what the hell is this situation? Am I a ghost?

I decided to answer honestly because my father was going to ask me the best questions.

That if you thought you were missing without knowing you were dead, that you'd be in debt, that if you became an adventurer and challenged the labyrinth to pay back, you'd be a labyrinth lord. Having made a request in the Adventurer's Guild to gather information to find my father, but relying on a chest in the labyrinth because it didn't work out.

Allowing those stories to be heard for plenty of ten minutes, my father,

"Well, I'm sorry."

I've only apologized for one word.

"I hear my shallow behavior has caused you trouble."

When I hear that word, I shake my head to the side.

"It was tough with a lot of things, indeed, but thanks to it, I was also a labyrinth lord. Can you believe it? I'm strong enough to easily attach my status to Wolff."

"Well, that's amazing."

My father was impressed.

My father was the strongest of the villages with the smallest number of soldiers. He fought for himself when he exorcised the Forest Wolf herd. That's why I also know how strong Warwolf, the top species, is.

He didn't admire the kind of adventurer I would leave legends with as a young heart, and he was trying to be a soldier without thinking about becoming a knight like his brother because he also admired the figure of his father waving his own power to protect the village.

"That's why I wanted to show my living father what he is now. And my mother and Chris are waiting for my father to come home..."

I understood that it would not be possible if I recognized the existence in front of me that it was a wish that would no longer be fulfilled.

The existence, arguably the remnants of my father, was also well aware of that.

'Unfortunately, I guess I can't. Somehow, but I can tell. Now I'm like the rest of Chris who was your father, and I have a limited amount of time to stay like this. "

Labyrinth Magic: Appraisals could also be used without problems, just because they are shaped with Labyrinth Magic Tools (magic items).

There was nothing like showing my father's status because of the remnants, as the presence in front of me said. However, the name and the remaining effect time '25: 00' were displayed, and the remaining time was decreasing incrementally.

"What do you need to know for the rest of your time?

My father asks me with a serious look.

That has been decided.

"What the hell happened the day he went missing?

You can't just not hear this.

'Oh, right. I don't know what happened to me... No, whoever killed me...'