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The neck of the chief who danced through the universe falls to the floor and rolls.

... unusual.

I'm used to seeing a mutilated body because I've seen it many times in my previous adventures.

"Ki, you......!

Young people are trying to pack up against sudden behavior.

But the leaders are not upset at all. He was settling down, even though those who were absolute rulers were being shown the obvious sight of death.

There is something about this.

"How dare you?"

"Huh..."

"Sheikh!?

A rolling head on the floor utters words.

Noel, unfamiliar with these things to such a different sight, leaked words and was even more surprised at the young man, who apparently had not been heard anything.

"Fleet, calm down a little"

"But, Father..."

"Chiefs are not the kind to die to this extent"

He was forgiven by his father and regained some calm at a young age.

The torso that should have lost its head rises and lifts the head that was rolling. The cutting surface is repaired beautifully when taken straight to the place where the head should be.

"Apparently, there's no discrepancy either."

Talking Chiefs just like before you sprung your neck.

"They suddenly snap people's necks and they're rude."

"... how can you live?

"It's him."

Remove something like a rainbow glowing candy ball from your nose.

I remember that jewel.

Resuscitation pills - one of the treasures that can be created by consuming vast amounts of magic in the labyrinth, which can be resuscitated from any state within a minute of death by having others use them.

I also wondered if I could prepare it in case. However, it is difficult for me to prepare it even in a state where I can afford the magic of today.

"No, it didn't look like someone used it."

"I don't need you to use it."

I throw the resuscitation pill I had in my hand into my mouth.

- Goku!

I swallowed it as it was.

Resuscitation pills are never a substitute for being eaten.

"It's a mechanism that allows me to automatically come back to life in the unlikely event that I die."

"Is that what you mean..."

It turns out a lot.

[Labyrinth Magic: Appraisal (Analyze)] cannot be used against people or objects associated with the Labyrinth, such as Labyrinth Master (Dungeon Master) or Labyrinth Family (Dungeon Servant).

Nonetheless, I was able to appraise the chief.

Why?

Information obtained outside the labyrinth did not even know why.

But now I know.

The chief put in the "resuscitation pill" obtained from the labyrinth in his body, and because it was under the influence of "resuscitation pill", it was under the object of [appraisal (analysis)].

And why I was confident I could negotiate with a strong man like us.

I've done things that I can't complain about if they kill me if negotiations break down. In case you think about it, you should figure out a way not to be killed.

But the chief had no problem getting killed.

If you can survive being killed, you have nowhere to be afraid of.

"Then I'll just kill you again."

"That's about as much of a precaution as you've decided!

A newly removed bright white jewel.

I gripped it and it crushed me.

"What's that?"

"You know this because it's also what you get from the labyrinth."

Transfer jewels - magical tools that transfer space to places where users are preset, including possessions.

Even if it is the lower level of the labyrinth, it can take days to attack just one tier. Sometimes food runs out along the way, or demons are attacked by demons that are stronger than expected or compatible with each other.

Magic tool to use when you have to return to base due to such an emergency or something.

The magic tool is crushed, activated, and the elder's body is wrapped in a pale light.

It is wrapped in light that is the precursor to the activation of the magic tool, which, when in this state, renders it physically and magically impossible to interfere.

"Let me say goodbye for a while"

"Are you just going to run away!?

"No, it's us."

The jewel of metastasis can only be moved by the user.

I don't know how many people are in there, but there must be at least a hundred of them. Though the "jewels of metastasis" are less difficult to obtain than how much "rejuvenation pills" material or "resuscitation pills" can't be given to that many people.

"I'm the only one using it."

The leader and young man who were in the mansion are wrapped in a pale light.

People aren't the only ones. The mansion itself is engulfed in a pale light.

"No, it's not just the mansion."

"Exactly. The inside itself is subject to metastasis."

We're probably the only ones in there who aren't wrapped in light.

"I created this inside by myself. All the people in there and all the things in there belong to me!

Normally, that kind of reasoning doesn't work.

Where users perceive others as their property, they are living human beings with a history of self. I can't be subject to magic tools because I'm inhibited by my opponent's perception.

But the particularities inside made it possible.

The people in there had no doubt whatsoever that all would be treated like tools by the chief. Perhaps there are young people who want to disobey like youths, but perceptions that if ordered, they will soon fit in. A human being who can abandon even children if the majority are ordered to be like the woman who was just there.

It's not just the side you own.

Those who own it also recognize it as their property.

So I could be the object of the effects of magic tools.

I don't know where it is if I stay like this. I can escape to another base.

"A trump card is something I have for you."

"Damn......!

"Ha-ha-ha, farewell!

... Is it time?

"Eat Up, Dimension Eater"

Magic formations depicted on the floor.

From there a demon of a black sphere, about the size of a person's face, comes out and floats.

"What, that demon...? But what other demons have we just sent out!

- Ah-ha-ha!

A creepy laugh echoes.

The front of the black demon is vertically cracked and like a mouth.

- Parin!

The light that was enveloping the Rangen clan with the sound of the glass breaking disappears.

"What..."

"It's his fault."

Dimensional eating (Dimension Eater) moves near my face like a sweet pet.

He looks like he has a physiological aversion, but he can get used to it because he is a harmless demon.

"Dimensional Eaters possess the ability to chew through without question, even though they have no attack power. Junction is a form of spatial magic. So if you hang on to this guy, the magic tools that force you to move through space don't make sense either."

"No way......"

"Oh, all the energy used for" The Transfer Jewel "was eaten by Dimension Eater."

As a result of eating - travel to another base was forcibly interrupted.

"Damn......!

The chief escapes to the back of the mansion without shame.

I don't know if there are other magic tools to get away with, or if they simply got away with being cornered.

However, it can be judged that there is nothing that can be done on this occasion because of the escape.

"Let him go!

Follow the escaped chief.

Four heads of state stood up to hold it back but were being bounced off by Ira and Iris.

I know you're pretty strong, but you're not the enemy of the Labyrinth family.

"Gube!?

Press your back with your feet and slap it on the floor.

"Like you said, trump cards are what I leave behind. The first time you [appraised] yourself, the Mansion was also [appraised]. So, there were magic tools all over the mansion."

I was thinking ahead of time of measures so that any magic tool could be used.

That's why I was able to [summon (summon)] Dimension Eater as soon as I was used "The Jewel of Transfer".

"Don't think I'm gonna die easy because that's all the trouble you put me through."