Dokakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakaka! and Beryl and Rubeus pounding their mouths at the bait dishes placed on the dining room table of Villa Taole, momentum as if they had found their parents' revenge. Pulling a single piece of baked bacon and chopping it is the carnivorous bird itself.

"Mm, yes. I'll give you."

"Pi? Pi? Pi? Pi! Pi!

"…… it hurts plain"

When Tio tries to give the edible flowers used to decorate the dish on his palm, once he takes his gaze off the bacon, he quickly scrapes the edible flowers with his mouth and pours them into his stomach.

These two wings are apparently chopped a thousand by the mouth, and anything is good as long as they are soft enough to swallow. I don't like it or dislike it, but on the contrary I admire it.

When such use demons eat up bacon the size that would be beyond the allowable limit of their stomachs, they now fly to the eyeball grill and scrape it with their mouths from their whites.

"... eat together -"

"Tio, don't, okay? 'Cause that's not the word I'd put out for breakfast."

Sophie grabs Tio's shoulder and stops him from saying something. There's a manners that you deserve when you eat.

"Nevertheless, it's been a long time since you said that your mother was gone."

"Right. Mom basically seems to come home from finishing the request while we're at school."

Rarely, Shirley was already at work before dinner yesterday. Rather than partying with other adventurers, Shirley refused to accept the request from the Alliance because she had received a cold iron skin from Yumina, who visited Villa Taole.

'I say no. If you have a favor to ask me, make sure it ends while my daughters go to school. "

I haven't heard from Sophie and Tio about the content, but they're going home the next morning. Shirley, who weighs her time with her daughters above all else, naturally declined the request. Only adventurers from A-rank above will be obliged to receive requests from guilds. Contrary to his high name, B-rank Shirley has the right to refuse the request.

If it was meant to be, that's where the conversation ends. Sugosgo and Yumina tried to go home, but coincidentally, a letter to Shirley arrived there, and the moment they saw its contents, Shirley's attitude changed.

'I will still take the earlier request. To avoid wasting time, tell the other adventurers to head to the dragon house now. I'll pay for the dragon ride.'

The wrist is all screwed up and the palm is returned. Shirley left her daughters saying she would be back by tomorrow, and when she asked Martha to take care of dinner and other things, she went straight to work.

"I wonder what it was?

"Now…………?

Located on the western side of the kingdom, on an isolated island that usually sinks into the sea, there is a labyrinth that appears only under the influence of dry tides during the limited time of the late-night zone, allowing access.

Several adventurers challenged desire and romance in their hearts to that labyrinth, where all the wisdom and wealth of the great sorcerer that existed a long time ago was supposedly asleep, but it is still a difficult enchantment with no record of anyone treading as one.

A vast maze that stretches from layer to layer, unlike a vertical labyrinth that continues to aspire to the underground. The demons of the marine habitat that built their own ecosystem over the years and a number of traps in the still undegraded golem for defensive purposes.

An area rough with flames, lightning walls, extreme cold blizzards and poisonous dust blowing from the installed magic formations on the doors to the lowest level that will never be opened unless the code is cracked. In the concurrent adventurer, it is a vicious creation that breaks through the first layer and does not even come down to the second.

"Labyrinth strategy is a relatively easy category for adventurers to ask for"

Even in front of such a Labyrinth of Death, Shirley confidently speaks of the adventurers who received the request together before. They all got younger and rose to A-rank, up-and-coming adventurer parties. It is also those who specialize in labyrinth strategy and have been promoted with its merits.

I understand what the viciousness of the labyrinth is, and I know how difficult the labyrinth is right now. In front of ourselves like that, how can we say that labyrinth attack is easy, etc... It is no exaggeration to say that the crusade of demons is specialized in the strength of personal force. It is not an exaggeration to stare at Shirley with a stained eye, but the White Sword Ghost of the day pulls out his sword without looking to care at all.

"Start by exploring the structure of the labyrinth with echo detection and clairvoyant witchcraft at the beginning. In my case, I would use a different energy, but this would give you a rough idea of where you should be looking."

So what's up, adventurers grumbling inside out in a grumpy mood. That much is fundamental in labyrinth exploration, and I am not proud to say it.

"And if we find an end point, or a staircase down to the second floor -"

Shirley looks at the ground with shining eyes in two colors. The alien ability to see everything correctly unraveled all of the underground structure... and waved his sword straight down.

"All the floors and walls that get in the way will be torn apart and straight ahead."

A strong, thick floor is cut into squares, and that part falls into two layers and splashes. It's a shortcut that ignores everything: traps, mazes, cryptography, defense features.

Not only does the demon that hears the sound and strikes cut off to a single flash, but he also cuts the second, third, fourth, and fifth floors together with a slash that flies straight down as he says. Nor did the designers of the labyrinth expect to be attacked by the labyrinth that they had built so diligently in this way.

If I installed numerous traps and such to keep them from going in the back, but they are all ignored and shortcut, the designer must also be crying in the shade of the grass leaves.

And a few minutes from the arrival of the labyrinth to immediately tear the floor apart and start descending underground. Shirley told the adventurers, who would have arrived at the bottom layer, the one hundred and fifty, which should have been reached over a long period of time, and whose jaws seemed so stunned that they saw a number of hidden magic books, magic props and treasures that their jaws were about to come off.

"In this way, it is easy to attack if you proceed by destroying the labyrinth and other walls and floors, and most importantly, you can get home from work immediately. Why don't you guys try to imitate it?

"'' I can!!

The beginning of the matter began with a request to obtain wealth from the underwater labyrinth in the territory ruled by the nobility, one of the supporters of the Adventurer Guild.

Despite the fact that the Mediterranean Labyrinth had held back numerous adventurers, even though only a brief month had passed since its discovery, when a paralyzed nobleman began to force him from the standpoint of his sponsors to "bring home the wealth behind the Labyrinth as soon as possible", and the guild of the kingdom classified this one matter as an emergency request and requested a dispatch to an adventurer party specialising in the Labyrinth Strategy, made up of all the A-ranks on which the duty of consignment arose.

But one problem arises here. As a matter of fact, a heavy warrior serving as an avant-garde for this adventurer party was injured in a battle with the demons and is currently being rehabilitated.

It is too dangerous to challenge the labyrinth of difficult downfall as it is. However, the guild, which also wants to avoid undermining the mood of its paralyzed investors, came up with the idea of temporarily organizing adventurers with a proven track record of Labyrinth offense in a highly capable avant-garde position.

So Shirley stood the arrow of white feathers. Shirley is a raw swordsman but an adventurer with a proven track record of single-handedly attacking a labyrinth feared to be untraceable. I would say the person most deserving of this case.

That said, it doesn't matter if B-rank Shirley gets the request or not. In fact, Shirley categorically refused because time would be taken with her daughters.

"How did that suddenly take me on?

When Yumina, who welcomed Shirley back from the request, asks her about the detailed process leading up to the accomplishment of this request while offering her tea in the reception room, she asks as she recalls.

Shirley gives life to her daughters before anything else. What the hell changed her priorities like that... Yumina had somehow guessed.

"…… At about the same time that the Alliance took up my request, I received news from the workshop that asked my daughters for an ornament for the bar mitzvah to secure the new materials they needed."

"I knew it would happen."

Rather, it is not the case for reasons other than daughter-related reasons. Yumina sighed on daughter-priority parent idiots everywhere.

"The skin of some marine habitat demons can be a catalyst for magic that prevents minerals from weathering, deteriorating and rusting. The workshop seems to be trying to create a sparkling ornament that will last a lifetime, and a letter to that effect has arrived in good time."

"I knew you were collecting ingredients for the bar mitzvah, but that's the kind of detail you're collecting."

"Naturally. I'm not going to allow any compromise on this, and I'm just a craftsman, and the workshop seems to intend to do the same."

The crust of a precious stone dragon that continues to feed on pale balls (sapphire) and red balls (ruby), as well as gold and silver deposits, and now has a platinum body. The ornaments that make these as ingredients and make them into the prestigious superior dwarves are going to be one that even the noble nobles are going to want so much that their hands jump out of their throats, but Shirley doesn't seem satisfied with that alone.

"Nevertheless...... I didn't usually notice because I'm only responsible for crusading and investigating demons and introducing requests to all adventurers, but that's how Mr. Shirley attacked the labyrinth, isn't it?"

Change the subject. Yumina whines all the time about the process of accomplishing this request. The requests for guilds are sorted by type, and the receptionists and clerks in charge vary by that, but Yumina has also started working for five years. More work to be done… Originally, it has been left to me, and I have also been newly engaged in sorting requests for attacks on labyrinths and ruins.

"Destruction is minimal, there is no risk to life in vain, and it does not take time to achieve. With your permission from the Alliance?

"No, that's good. … No, not that there are any problems at all."

The ruins and labyrinths also have historical value, so the destruction of walls and floors is less preferable, but we can't let adventurers scatter their lives to protect the remains, and if it becomes a battle in the first place, there will be more or less damage. I can't say it's preferable to destroy it deliberately, like Shirley, but the adventurer is allowed to destroy the inside of the labyrinth for treading, so if there's nothing wrong with it, it is.

"It's not what started now, but it's really lame, isn't it, Mr. Shirley? What, destroy the walls and floors of the labyrinth and cut them to the depths? Maybe that's how they broke through the labyrinth when they said it was impossible to achieve..."

"I did, but what's that? Instead, gentlemen, I wonder why you don't do the same thing as I do."

"Normally, I can't."

Labyrinth walls, if destroyed poorly, cause the ceiling to collapse. There are exotic eyes and delicate swordsmanship that can cut walls and floors without causing chain breaks for the first time.

In the first place, the floor of this underwater labyrinth is a sturdy rock formation with a thickness of more than a metre. There is no one but Shirley who cuts it delicately and accurately.

"All the party members were stunned. People familiar with labyrinth tactics were worried about whether they should emulate Shirley's unscrupulous tactics."

Not to mention if I can... yes the moment Yumina says it, I hear a knock through the door in the reception room. Upon granting permission to enter, one of the guild's receptionists came inside with a large number of letters.

"Excuse me. Mr. Shirley, we have a letter for you."

"Letters? Who the hell are you from?

The receptionist puts on a face that just says it's fundamentally puzzling, and gives it all together with a large number of letters with the same sender's name on them.

"That is… from the Emperor of the Empire, His Majesty Alberto Ragdor……"