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The next morning.

"Whoa..."

Yawning down the 'Golden Fox Pavilion' to the ground floor.

My head hurts.

I could cure the drunkenness at least if I used antidote restorative drugs (potions), but I had a headache because it really only cured the minimum. Especially at a level that is more than usual.

"... good morning"

Everyone was already gathered in the dining room on the ground floor.

Well, I was guessing at a time when there wasn't supposed to be an Illis sleeping in the same room.

Looks like you're tired.

Rayna will bring you some water.

"If you like, go ahead with this"

They even served milk with me.

"If you eat when you're hungover, you may feel ill, so drink this and calm your stomach before eating"

When I was drinking slowly, the porridge was served.

I don't feel comfortable with the amount, but this is also in view of our health.

"So, let's talk about yesterday."

When I said that, Sylvia reached out and sprayed something like white powder on my porridge. The flavour was slightly stronger when I tried it again, although it would be similar to the seasoning.

"They attacked Noel yesterday, but they were just hired for money"

People who just don't eat their days with daily manual labor. They had no other choice but to be 'civilians/under'.

There was someone there who came with a delicious money-making story.

The request is - to kill one of us.

Anyone who is a party member is good, short-circuited. They avoid me being the same guy as myself, decided to target Noel who decided he was the weakest from the Adventurer rank I heard from his client, and came under attack because the opportunity to be alone came by chance.

The result ended in failure, even without remnants.

"Did you get that much money if you succeeded?

"The reward for success is a hundred gold coins. Looks like if we could make that kind of money, we could raise all ten of them."

I wasn't particularly interested, so I didn't know how to raise my identity.

Raising identity is what I want to get for them, who are "civilians/below".

"So, when was that client?

"That's..."

Sylvia that seems difficult to say.

Noel can also be seen depressed by the fact that his fox ears are dripping.

"I don't think they remember my client."

"Don't you remember?

"Probably used a magic tool or a magic tool to inhibit recognition, but I don't think he remembered anything other than the fact that the person he came into contact with was the one who hid his whole body in a purple robe."

Noel explains it to me as I seem sorry.

True, it's like you can remember a little more. Or maybe from the outset, they were fooled into recognizing me not to care about appearance.

It's just...

It's a different story from Assassin.

This one has a solid back relationship, including even my client.

"So, what happened to the chimps?

"At least I hurt you to the point where you can't give us a little while we're in Esterburgh."

He broke his arm or somewhere in his leg.

If you get the right treatment, it will heal in a few days, and if you use expensive healing pills (potions), you can heal them in an instant.

but unfortunately they don't have that much financial power.

Besides, I don't have the necessary knowledge to treat myself, so I have to leave it to natural healing, and in the worst case, I may do something inappropriate and get worse.

It's none of our business.

I don't have the same spirit that cares about the kind of people who come at me blindfolded by gold.

"You're next."

Me and Iris were in charge of the last one throwing sharp objects, Assassin.

At that time, the thrown objects were black needles dispersed in the darkness of the night and the tips were even painted with poison. It was a lethal poison, and if Noel's status was such that he would not have died of poison, but he could have been killed by Assassin's hand where his body was powerless and unable to move.

Noel shudders brutally when he tells that fact.

I can't help it. At that time, Noel was completely unaware of Assassin's existence. The aim was precise, so if I hadn't noticed, I'd most likely have been poisoned.

"You've noticed."

"You may have forgotten the shallow sun since you became a Labyrinth family (Dungeon Servant), but this place is on the Labyrinth... and we use it as part of the Labyrinth to earn a little more magic needed to run the Labyrinth."

By making it the ground part of the labyrinth, you can also suck up magic from those who are on the ground. Even if the number of people in this big city could only suck up a tiny amount from each and every one of them, it would eventually be a huge amount.

It works the same way as the Empire capital of the Glenvarga Empire.

It seems generally unknown, and there are few disadvantages, such as disadvantages, where the average person knows about it. It's not that it's harmful to your health where you've been sucked away with some magic, and it's no reason to go to another city until you throw away the convenience of a big city.

When people know about luxury, they can't get rid of it.

"There are no advantages or disadvantages, especially for the average person. But there are great advantages and disadvantages for labyrinth officials like us."

[Labyrinth operation: map (map)].

Only a narrow range can be made when used outside the labyrinth, but within the labyrinth you can get detailed maps of all the hierarchies.

It also applies to the ground part of the labyrinth.

"Look, look at it in [Labyrinth Tone]"

"Wow, I really got a detailed map of Esterbourg"

Only me and Iris can use labyrinth manipulation. The only way to view the resulting information is to share the information by [Labyrinth Tone].

"It's a very convenient ability, but it also has its drawbacks."

"... I'm going to have a headache"

Without organizing the information, the map displays endlessly detailed information such as the location of the building, where people are located, and so on. If I don't erase the information I don't need here, I'm gonna get a headache like Noel.

However, this makes it possible to ascertain the position of a person.

No matter how good [sign blocking] skills you had, you'll need labyrinth family level skills to escape [map].

Unfortunately, yesterday's assassin was not a Labyrinth family member.

"Looks like he was just a hired assassin."

Assassins who are not hired on an ad hoc basis by gold, but who undertake the work behind them held by one nobleman.

If you are a nobleman, you may hold it for processing because you are doing dirty things that cannot be seen out of the ordinary. This is an area that we, the civilians, do not understand.

"It was Count Zarbagne who was hiring. Remember that?

He didn't seem to remember anything but Illis and Melissa, although I'll check it out.

"... a bandit I encountered when I had just entered the Kingdom of Estalia. He hired the Knights they used to belong to."

"Oh!"

Ira, who wasn't there then, also explained and finally remembered me.

"No way, you attacked me with a belly?

"Then it would have been simpler..."

Count Zarbagne was also about to move as soon as he learned that those who were his knights had fallen into banditry.

And I knew that the bandit had been captured by the hands of an adventurer who stumbled upon the bandit just as I tried to get it all ready to leave.

This was a very bad thing for the Count.

Whoever was his own knight became a bandit.

There is no more shame for the nobility.

So we thought about capturing them with our own hands and processing them within no one knew.

"It wasn't enough to spread to the King's capital, so it didn't end up like the Count being disposed of."

But it is true that the knight has become a bandit.

I left it as a stain.

If the aristocracy rekindled the problem, it could have burned quickly even in the Wang capital and the Count could have been guilty.

"So you attacked Noel to get rid of us when you caught the bandits?

"The assassin's goal was to make us feel more critical by attacking and keep us out of the city."

You can't just keep living in a city where there's always a risk of being targeted for your life.

I was going to make him feel more critical by attacking him.

I don't care if there are casualties at that time.

"You want us to leave so badly?

"It's not the Count of Zarbagne who wants you out, though."

"Then..."

"He was threatened."