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Basement 91st floor.

Until Zeon attacked me, it was only up to 90 floors underground, so I hastily expanded the hierarchy.

Originally, when adding a labyrinth hierarchy, it is necessary to specify the size of the hierarchy, set the environment, and then create a space.

But I couldn't afford that back then, so I was only able to set the minimum.

"If there's anything I can do, I'd like to put my hands on it."

"It's only a little back up there, too, and it's way ahead of us to put our hands on it first from here, isn't it?

After five years, as Noel next door says, the labyrinth is not back to normal.

Turning all the rewards that could have been earned over the past five years might have been undone, but the restoration of the labyrinth was lagging behind because it made paying off the debts of commercial unions in the Regulas commercial country a top priority.

"But you're just killing too much landscape"

I have no complaints about my success because I left the task to Illis.

The only thing that bothers me is that there is just a bright white space shaped like a box 100 meters square.

Only two Transition Magic formations are in the hierarchy.

It was really a hierarchy where only space was available.

"I know you're unhappy. But I think it would be an efficient space if we just expanded down there."

A space no one has ever visited so far.

It just wastes its magic on maintaining it where traps and demons have created an environment where it is easy to live.

Then all you have to do is set aside a space where magic can circulate in a space of nothing.

"But isn't a hundred meters too big?

"That's not true. If massive amounts of magic have come, the magic will clog up and stop circulating. Everything needs to be minimal."

When we really had a minimum of 10 meters of square space available, the magic flowing in could clog up and cause circulatory failure, so we needed 100 meters to make room to circulate.

"I'm not going to complain about the breadth."

Go down the hierarchy where similar sights follow.

On the 95th basement floor, which arrived a little, the air hits and changes and becomes heavy until then.

"No, the air isn't really getting heavy."

I mistakenly assumed that moving to a densely magical hierarchy that filled the space made the air heavier.

Look to the cause.

A big man scratching his horseshit at the center of the hierarchy and closing his eyes.

Though his trousers are worn, his upper body is exposed to nakedness without shame, releasing magic from his body and at the same time taking in the magic he has released himself.

He continues to train to enable elaborate magic manipulation by taking in the magic thus released without waste.

It is even a physical workout by exposure to intense magic.

He, the fighter, trained like a golden hyena.

"Oh, don't be so smart."

When I call, my eyes, which were closed, open slowly.

"Have you come? I'm sorry I couldn't entertain you."

"Never mind. It's my... training for us, so we don't have to be shy."

"Ha ha, that's not why"

Stand up and come close in natural motion.

As soon as the fist reaches the distance...

"Wow. You got your arm up."

'Cause this is still a pretty good training ground I'm gonna dive in.'

Receive a protruding fist and add a fist under the jaw of Golden Mayne.

You were satisfied with the fact that you were able to fight back. When you left, you wore clothes and talked.

"Don't you mind continuing your studies in a place like this?

"That won't happen. This is where you hit training."

"... for you, right?

I'd be in a space of nothing. Just a few dozen minutes and the limits of patience come.

But Golden Mayne had been training like that for five years now.

"Sound satisfied?

"... sorry, but there is nothing satisfying about the way of martial arts"

I regretted how much I lost to Killier. When I heard about the condition after the 90th floor underground, I went into training and worked in training.

It doesn't look so different from before. However, it can move around at an increasing muscle density but at the same rate as before.

I could have recieved an earlier attack as well, but I'm not sure I can fully defend myself.

"Is that all you need?

"No, I was originally going around with Melissa and the others to talk about what to do after the 90th floor, and I just talked to her because I saw her."

"I'm sorry. I was neglecting my job."

"No, you don't have to worry about it"

Golden Mayne is also entrusted with the surveillance of the Rangen clan living on the 61st basement floor. It appears that two new children have been born this year, and the ranch has been successfully scaled up.

They are also completely frightened of Golden Mayne, so they stopped thinking about escaping where they were no longer visible, etc.

"You're a valuable remaining force, so you can stay free."

"That's not how it works"

'Cause I'm serious.'

Noel is laughing when he talks about his current situation.

The Extreme Shield Turtle (Limit Seedle) is still relaxing at Sea Field today. Days spent in the sea when there are people, rolling on the beach and exposing them to the sun if there are no people. I'm letting you go free because I have no idea what you're doing.

The Wise Dragon Witch is engaged in the cultivation of newly created demons. He was trying to contribute to the labyrinth by saving enough magic to produce strong demons out of nothing by growing weak demons. It's just that the only way you're training is to scold a young man. You only look like a young Baba.

As for the Immortal Emperor (the Undead Emperor), he tried to get him out of the labyrinth if he could ask permission. I don't know where you're sourcing from, but every time you come back from the outside, you have a ton of immortals. Thanks to this, I'm going to be able to regain my original condition when it comes to Cemetery Field.

"You can do what you want, too."

"Then let me use this place for training like this. I'm kind of close to the turtle guy. Not good enough to lead other demons"

"You don't."

Same lion demons, etc. Follow Goldenmayne's instructions.

"The beast-shaped demon is obedient to power from the beginning. They just follow me because they know what I'm capable of."

I don't like giving instructions to that in itself.

Then I want to contribute by increasing my strength as an individual rather than contributing to improving the strength of the Labyrinth as a commander.

"I'm the gatekeeper. If there's anything like the next time I see you, I'll knock you all out, not just that blue-haired woman."

"Whoa, good luck with that."

I'm turning my back and focusing my consciousness.

I am willing to continue my training after this.

"Oh, yeah."

"What?"

I was able to draw attention to what I was told before entering a state of complete meditation.

"We're going to the Empire again. So when something happens, I'm gonna need a gatekeeper."

"I'll take it seriously even if you don't ask me to. So, you're going to that country again?

"No, it's the Glenvarga Empire that's going next time"

Calling from Rio.

There have been several times over the past five years, but it was a troublesome request to crusade demons.