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- Labyrinth basement, 65th floor.

"Ugh... where are we?

Joltan Richardette woke up in the morning.

"What...?

But I can't hide my confusion in the unfamiliar sight that spreads in front of me.

A sight desperately hands-on with memories, but too far from last minute memories.

"I should have slept in my bedroom. That's why I wake up in the woods."

It is the depressed and lush forest that spreads in front of you.

It was a sight far from a bedroom with lavish conditioning.

"Damn, what happened... ugh!

Look around trying to figure out what's going on.

Then he finds the person he sees asleep in the sight of a stranger and relieves him.

"Irza!"

"Yortan, you...?

When I called the butler's name out loud, the butler also woke his eyes with a vain look.

Around the deacon are men who have been laid to sleep in the same way. Gorotsky can decide that he is not a legitimate person because of his clothes and so on.

"What about them?

"These are the men we hired to put Adventurer Mars under control. But he was one of the better enemies, and he was ambushed the other way around."

"Hey...?

"To see where they're bringing us to strange places, they've apparently quarantined us."

"Duh, what are you going to do!?

"First, we need to know where we are"

But I don't know anything other than that the butler looks around and it's some forest.

No, considering it's more jittery than a normal forest, I can expect it to be a forest in a pretty hot area, but it can't be the Arkannam region just in the spring.

I just found out I was moved quite far away, and I don't know what the specifics are.

"Damn, it's your fault!

"Please calm down, Master Yortan"

"Can this calm down!

If that's all the noise, the Gorotsky people who would have been stunned will also wake up.

Yortan, who is in a state of excitement, explains the current situation and asks the Gorotsuki and the others if they know anything.

"I'm sorry, but we don't know where we are either."

"Damn......!

"But I do."

"I guess it's true"

"More than forty people were stunned at once and moved to the same place. I'm sure they used metastatic skills to travel, but long distances shouldn't be possible to travel with such a large number of people."

In fact, wherever they can move, they can travel regardless of distance, but Gorotsuki and the others speak of their knowledge in common sense.

"Not so far from Alistair, a completely different place in the environment - if you have the idea of such a place"

"... Labyrinth, huh"

"Correct"

Yortan is also convinced by Loren's words.

Even though the labyrinth is a strange environment, I can be convinced.

"If this is the labyrinth, we just need to get out of here."

"This is why your boy's in trouble"

"Oh, boy!?

That would be what they used to call it.

But for Yortan, who's already in his late twenties, it's a call that's no longer called.

"Even I was based in Alistair. If you're going to be based in that town, you can't live without being familiar with the labyrinth. I checked. I'll tell you. These woods don't exist in the labyrinth."

Swampfield Forest on the 65th basement floor.

The existence of marshland fields cannot be known because the lowest level reached by mankind is the underground 55th floor.

But a place like this can't be without a labyrinth.

All I can think about is that this is a deeper place than the 55th floor underground.

"What's wrong with that?

"The demons that come out here are stronger than the most powerful class of humankind."

"Ugh..."

Yortan groans when he is mentioned by the strength of the demon.

"But... if we can get to the metastatic crystals somehow..."

While watching the flowers, the Yortans also enter the labyrinth and take escorts to the fifteenth basement to reach them for tourist purposes. It wasn't hard to get there at a time when there were fewer demons in the flower watching season.

Metastatic crystals from the first basement floor to the fifteenth basement floor are registered.

For the rest, it is not impossible to return to earth if we manage to reach the metastatic crystals in this hierarchy.

"It's not such a sweet story."

"Who!?

I turn hastily to the voice I hear from the back of the woods.

There he was, a big man who wore a dirty worn shirt on the dirt and stretched his uncared beard and hair all he could.

"Hino...!

Yortan slips out of his hips in a physique that will bewitch the beholder.

"No way, Mr. Mort."

"You know me?

"Oh. I've only heard stories from people in Slam Street in Alistair, and I've seen them chill when I was really a kid"

"Right. I'm sorry you don't remember."

"No, never mind. It's really just a little face-to-face."

Loren and Mort smile and talk as they miss it.

Yortan gets angry because he showed up like that.

"What was that about earlier!

"Oh. How could you be in a place like this that should have disappeared a year ago? I just thought we were dead."

Molt, who neglected one day to the border, disappeared.

It was only then that Loren was visiting Alistair that Loren was able to create an organization without unnecessary clashes.

"He's dead. If you lived in a place like this for a year, you'd be dead."

"No way, you've been here forever?

"Oh. This is a fine place if you just want to live. There are nuts and vegetables in the woods that serve as food, and if you want meat, you have weak demons, so we're just talking about hunting and sourcing."

There are no problems with the water because there are rivers and streams in the woods.

At least I don't have trouble with 'food'. You won't even have trouble 'living' if you put up with having to wake up outside. I was just worn out because I kept wearing my clothes when they brought me here because I couldn't reach 'Clothes'.

"Follow me. I'll tell you what I meant earlier."

Yortans walk on the 65th floor underground while being guided by Mort.

After a while, I see crystals floating off the ground.

"That's the metastasis crystal on this floor."

"Oh!"

The place where they woke up would be not so far from the entrance to the 65th basement floor.

The problem is the demon sleeping next to the metastatic crystal.

A golden lion with shining hyenas.

"No way, you're the boss here?

"No, if you're the boss, you're in front of the exit on the other side"

The boss on the 65th basement floor is Elder Trent. A demon simulated on a tree, with the ability to manipulate the surrounding trees as well. They are strong enough that their companions are no match for even a full malt.

"So the demon sleeping over there is a miscellaneous fish?

"No, I'm wondering why you're sleeping over there, but you're strong enough to make Elder Trent seem like a mutton fish"

When he was brought to the 65th basement floor, he had company and Mort was also looking to escape. However, Mort regretted that he decided he was no match for Elder Trent and challenged the remaining option, the Golden Lion, to battle.

"He's not interested in anything other than the guy approaching the metastatic crystal. But if you go into his territory at all, you're gonna get eaten and killed."

Half of the malts were eaten because they set up without knowing their strength, and half of those who survived fell one by one, unable to withstand the harsh circumstances of what would determine survival.

By the time I realized it, there was only one malt left.

"If you want to kill yourself, you can stay close to him. I'm a coward who keeps surviving here because I don't have the courage to die."

There was no shadow on his face saying so that he had put his men together in the previous slum streets.

"Being here means you guys sold a fight to Mars, too"

"And Mr. Malt?

"Oh. He's got a weakness in him, so his mother tried to kidnap him for the moment he took his grandson out."

We weren't there then either.

So I guess there seemed to be a gap, but the kidnapping ended in failure and when I realized it, I was being taken into the labyrinth.

"It was all a mistake to be hostile to him. There were other people here who thought they were hostile to him. With that in mind, this would be a place of execution for him."

An execution site is a rude way of saying it.

It is an absolutely impossible hierarchy to escape, only a hierarchy like a ranch to feed and kill.

"Hey, how are you going to take responsibility!

Loren stops at Ilza.

"We weren't going to be hostile to him. And I'm sure this happened because you brought in a request!

"I didn't even think this was going to happen!

Inquired. Back off, Ilza.

But there is no such place as where we can escape to this place.

"No... I do!

Irza rushes out, no longer able to withstand the pressure of Loren approaching in front of her.

The other way is the metastasis crystal.

"Ha ha, if only I could touch that one..."

I can't talk ahead of that.

Because Ilsa's body, which was running, had been sliced into thin pieces like dice.

"Oh, Sonya..."

"Did you guys see what that guy did?

……

The butlers who were following me were inscribed and Loren and the others can't answer anything to Mort's question.

No one could see the moment when it was slashed and engraved.

By the time I realized it, a raised golden lion was lifting his forelegs.

and the raised golden lion slowly approaches the carved body of Ilsa.

"No way......"

He puts a piece of meat in his mouth that was a carved Irza when he opened his big mouth like Joltan feared.

It was only a long time meal for a golden lion.

"There are two choices given to us at the time of hostility with him. Either he eats you to death, or you survive here."