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A young woman makes her gaze wander with a chirp.

I should have been in a stall I had visited a few times before, but at some point I was in a woodlike place I had never seen.

Someone grabbed me. My body releases me.

When I turned around where I was free, I saw an Illis I saw a few seconds ago.

"Hih..."

A young woman retreats before the smile of Illis.

At the time, Illis came under me, where he was away without worrying about such a reaction.

"It's all over"

"Thank you"

Iris and Melissa were split up to [transfer] the intelligence agent lurking in Alistair to the labyrinth.

Nobody noticed until things happened because they could be abducted without leaving any trace.

The only woman who noticed the anomaly was also rushing to another colleague, so it was only a question of when to abduct her and she didn't have any difficulty.

"Madam General..."

I finally realized there was a couple of young women running stalls in front of me.

I was also surprised that they and their wife were intelligence agents. I had taken a few trips to their stall, and the couple's impression at that time was only to the liking of casual people.

There are a few other people I've seen in the city... let's not worry about what they were doing.

"What is the situation with this?

"Perhaps the people lurking in Alistair were abducted."

The general's predictions are correct.

However, those who are supposed to affirm that expectation have nothing to say but look from afar. That, on the contrary, was making people anxious to be taken away.

That's never happened either.

"Now we're all here."

"Right."

Melissa brought in the last of the agents.

Now all 31 agents lurking in Alistair have been abducted.

Stand in front of them getting together and exchanging information with each other you know.

"What the hell are you gonna do?

A stall owner asks me a question if I'm a representative.

Exhale deliberately.

"You can predict what kind of gathering those gathered here will be."

"... I don't get it"

Only irrelevant people were gathered.

That's the only way to answer if we think about our own qualities.

I don't know what else to do, so I'll give you some answers.

"We are here with agents from other countries."

"Hey, what are you talking about...!?

A woman who looked like a housewife in a frightened manner asks.

"You're Mr. Joanna. You moved to Alistair to treat your sick father from another city, but your father was nowhere in Alistair. I mean, I work when I have time to earn more money for treatment, but there was no sign of that."

"No, I'm Jesse..."

Alistair does indeed use the name Jesse.

But my real name is Joanna.

"I know all about the others."

What are you doing during the day?

Where are you going on an unpopular night?

I really needed to bring them to the labyrinth.

In the meantime, I brought in people who I thought were unlimited suspicious, such as people who usually did something different than testifying and filing from their neighbors, hiding magic tools for communications that were high enough to reach their homes to other countries.

But maybe there's a mistake.

Unfortunately they were all out...... [Appraisal] was used to include the profession becoming 'intelligence agents'.

"... is known about our identity."

"Exactly."

Answer the store owner how he gave up.

But there's no evidence to catch you.

In order for the Knights to capture intelligence agents, they will need proof that they do not rely on the power of the Labyrinth.

I can actually get it if I can break into their home or something. I know where and what evidence there is.

But we also need evidence to break in.

Unfortunately, I can't get the information I got with the power of the labyrinth on the table, so I can't break in and get the evidence.

The fact that there was an intelligence agent, will be buried in the dark.

"So let me decide to bury you from darkness to darkness"

Ignore the bewildered intelligence agents and sprinkle swords, knives, spears and other various weapons on the ground from the toolbox.

"You guys would know where we are."

"Labyrinth, right"

Just checking out the adventurers making money in the labyrinth and understanding where they are at a glance.

I had no idea how I brought him here, but he seemed to be able to grasp about his own placed situation, and his expression had faded in consideration of the weapon placed in front of him.

"When I say burial, it's not like I'm going to execute you on this spot or use this weapon to make you kill each other. Liberate on this occasion."

"... what?

"Whatever you want later."

"Ma, wait...!

[Metastasis] to leave the scene.

Afterwards, only intelligence agents were left to be dismayed.

"What's it like?

Three days later in the morning.

[Metastases] to the lowest level of the labyrinth and asks the labyrinth nucleus about the situation.

"So far, eight people have fallen off."

"You're a survivor."

Eight out of 31 have fallen off.

It's a little unexpected because we thought it would come off to about half a dozen in three days.

"They are also formally trained, albeit intelligence agents. I can survive against demons."

"Yeah, but they're on the 62nd floor underground."

Left in the labyrinth, they were urrowing through Swamp Field on the 62nd floor underground.

Marshfield needs to walk on the wet ground, so it drains a lot of health, making it a place where the speed of exploration also drops. Instead, trees have delicious edible fruits, so I don't have any trouble with food.

Environmentally, if you're in survival training, you can live.

"But every demon that comes and goes is at its finest."

Deciding to escape the labyrinth, they began exploring the hierarchy as they searched for food.

The first trouble happened the next morning.

Behemoth was the first demon I encountered after visiting the labyrinth. An elephant-shaped demon with sharp fangs at both ends of the nose that are so gigantic that people and others can easily trample.

In front of demons they had never seen before, the intelligence chose to flee even as they trembled.

That choice is not wrong. It's not the kind of demon they can defeat where they scratched their feet with their strength.

But what was wrong was the fact that even their strength did not make it possible to escape.

In the end, the rest fled while one of the people who had missed the run was being preyed on.

Those who fled were afraid to encounter demons in too much fear.

He then decided to survive in an environment where food was also available as a top priority to avoid encountering demons.

But they forgot.

That this place is not just a swamp but a labyrinth...

They were the ones who thought the same as normal survivors in the beginning, but a fatal problem arose at noon on the second day.

One stopped moving due to magic exhaustion.

In the labyrinth, magic is always sucked away.

Forget about it and make it a priority to survive physically. They were oblivious to caring about the amount of magic left over.

Wait for me to recover somehow and move on.

The purpose of bringing him to the labyrinth was to be able to [appraise] and at the same time to squeeze out the magic and use it effectively.

"It's not like they're gonna suck the magic out of you until you die."

The labyrinth also stops exploiting if it gets to about 10% large.

Still, if you lose up to 10% of your magic, you lose your strength from your body, and it's not where you survive.

"So yesterday at noon, five people were eaten and killed by a black diamond crocodile while resting near the swamp."

It's dangerous because it's near the swamp that you don't know what shows up from inside.

They drained so much that they couldn't make such a decision that they jumped into the dead zone themselves.

"Besides, they ran away screaming, so they got attacked by a bunch of benzy chimps who were ahead of them, and they never left."

Not only the dead, but also the wounded.

Everyone was suffering some kind of injury.

Equals no more chances of them being able to return.

"So, what happened to the guys in question?

Some of the intelligence agents were gathering information while acting as adventurers.

Some of them dived into the labyrinth, and when they reached the metastatic crystals, they could escape the labyrinth.

"Yeah. I fell yesterday when the bungee chimper attacked me."

"Oh well."

Now you can assume that there are no more potential escapees.

'It's okay because now is the time to be in the hierarchy of getting food, but Cemetery Field is ahead of us beyond Swamp Field. You can't get out of there because you can't even get food.'

That's why I'm not at all worried about getting out.

It is certain that in a few days they will all be absorbed into the labyrinth.

"So, what do you do with Alistair's base?

"That's what's troubling you."

The problem has not yet been solved.