"Finia! Lulu!"

"Mr. Tight? What's wrong with you?

"Dear Tight......?

The returning orange sounds were "beginnings crossed" as they rushed right under Finia and Lulu. Put it back just before you head to this mansion. Mary and I were walking in the city. Stat, too, hasn't changed that much. Although Lulu had an unknown talent level in battle, I can say that Arre only returned to his original status as a result of the enhancement.

There is fog in the mansion - possibly toxic gas, but the sole is somewhat intrusive. It is not a good idea to stay long. Apparently, there's no gas coming in this mansion beyond blocking the big hole in the ceiling, and the comatose Leilas were in the mansion, so there's no gas effect.

Orange noise is a body that is suitable for its resistance value and temper, probably disabling the toxicity of the gas. Ningro, orange noise has gained resistance that most poisons do not work with, so there is no obstacle to behavior.

Orange noise, for now, after telling Finia and Lulu the history of the mansion heard from Olivia and Alicia, closed the story that there should probably be an entrance leading to the basement of this mansion.

"... in the meantime, you're looking for an entrance that leads to the basement, right?

"Yeah, I think maybe there is."

"Then... maybe this is the place."

"Huh?"

Then Finia and Lulu, who had heard the explanation, pointed to a certain point in the mouth that I knew without having to look like this. of this place, the dance floor of the stairs, directly beneath the chair where the leachet was sitting, just pointing out that there was something there.

The orange noise leans the neck but lifts the leachet from chair to chair and leans slightly aside. Although I treat it like an object, I can't help it because Leishe is in a coma. Crouch in and touch the floor where that chair was. Except where the four legs of the chair were grabbing the ground, the dust was accumulating in full, and the colour of the place where the fingers peeled changed.

But I guess it's because gas came inside this mansion. I understand very well.

"... Gus is concentrating here...?

Yes, the gas that came in is slowly moving toward the floor directly under the chair. It means the air flow was concentrated on this floor. It was something we didn't know when the gas wasn't coming in.

The orange noise then cones the floor around the area.

- Gong... Gong... Gong... Kong.

A sound that echoes the air in one way or another that you slap and go. It is predicted that there is space underneath the floor. I guess this is the entrance to the basement. But the floor is not a tile, it's a stone floor that spreads on one side. If there are no slices of the floor that would be the entrance, I don't see any tricks that would open it. I wish I had a switch or something, but I would save orange noise the hassle of looking for such a trick.

Ning Ro, you can think of maybe activating a metastatic magic formation or something and going downstairs instead of that kind of trick. Because this is a fantasy world.

If so, a forcible breakthrough is desirable over the inability of the orange noises to use such magic.

"Let's destroy"

That's what the orange noise says, pouring into the place where the gas would be entering. And inflated it all at once. Confirming that a bissi entered the thin floor, the orange noise rose and kicked the lightly cracked floor.

Then, the floor collapses easily. In the dim mansion, a few lights leaked. Underground space, it was bingo.

The orange noise crouched in again, peeking into it - between the brows of the orange noise, an arrow pierced it.

"... it's dangerous"

But the pompous arrow fell into the hole on the floor. There's no way a normal arrow can break through the resistance of orange noise. It must have been a trap to those who tried to enter the entrance outside the regular way. If the tolerance value was a person with a limit of around 500, it would have been the speed at which it penetrated between the eyebrows without difficulty, but that was the tolerance value for boulder orange noise.

"Okay, let's go down."

"Yes."

"Yeah!"

Orange noise leads the way down to the basement and Finia and Lulu come down as follows.

'... I'm surprised there was a place like this -... fuhihihihihi...!

And Noel tried to get in again... but stopped the pitch right in front of the hole. It's not like I can't get in. I tried to get in, but it felt like I didn't want to.

The orange noise looks up at Noel from the bottom. Then there was Noel's hardened smile. My dead eyes are shaking as my mouth ends are drawn to confusion. Although a ghost body, its shoulders were somewhat trembling.

"... Noel will wait here, for now... I'll check inside."

"... fuhihihi... will you do that? I don't know why... but I can't stop chills. '

To the words of the orange noise, Noel pulled himself aside only if he did so. Shake Davo Davo's sleeve and drop off the orange noises. Can it also be a ghost body that the chills don't stop? Orange noise thinking about that.

But so many chills running into a ghost. He felt more terrible than dying, Noel said. Something happened to me when I died.

- Perhaps more terrifying than death... despair.

It's horrible, horrible, unpleasant. After the orange noises disappeared, Noel was alone... hugging his own body. Even though I don't have any flesh, I can clearly feel my heart palpitating. It feels like you're already dead, but you're caught in death.

The feeling that something that should have been in you is being lost.

'What... what happened? At the time of my death -...!'

Noel pounded and leaked a voice that no one could hear.

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The downstairs underground space was clean and tidy, unlike the mansion above. It's not like a laboratory hallway that is a movie of the planet, but there are similar hallways stretched out, and there are many doors.

I developed a spatial understanding of the air and checked the interior of all the rooms... but there are no signs of people. There's no sign of anything moving. There seems to be a bookshelf or a little equipment, but it's probably magic props.

The problem is that there are more stairs leading to the basement.

We're on our way to that staircase right now... and it's like a Labyrinth (Dungeon) to have a staircase that stretches further underground. Besides, there are signs of something moving downstairs than that staircase. It's not the size of a human being, so it's probably a demon... or something else.

The need for vigilance will be immense.

Besides, when I use my full temper to grasp the space, I can also grasp the space on the second basement floor in general. The stairs leading to the third basement also still existed. That's all the spatial grasping goes on. Minutes, this underground space is a lot larger than one floor.

"... I don't know, I feel bad"

"That's right... it's like a chunk of malice"

To Finia's words, I give them back. [M]

This place is indescribable, I feel malicious. Perhaps you could call it madness...... that's the feeling. Who, for what purpose, what he was doing... whatever, he wouldn't be doing anything matomo.

"Right... for now, shall we recognize this place as something similar to the Labyrinth (Dungeon)? At the very least, you won't be spared the fight."

"Yeah."

"Yes."

Finia and Lulu replied at the same time.

Anyway... let's just say we move on. There's something in this underground space that probably doesn't explain the death of one person. That ghost...... Noelle must be in danger of getting caught up in some horrible plot.

"You're scared... he says he's unidentified"

"Mr. Tight."

"Yeah, I know"

With Finia's voice, I see the stairs in front of me. For a moment, I even remember the illusion that black malice seemed aura. So much for upstairs underground... what kind of monster is waiting for the bottom floor?

With that in mind, I walk up the stairs. [M] Then Lulu shook my hand. Lulu himself seems unconscious to be holding my hand, and he unconsciously grabbed my hand before this malice. When I shook it back, Lulu seemed to notice that she was holding hands with me for the first time there, and she looked a little surprised.

But after he gave me a slightly relieved look, he held my hand back firmly.

"Come on!

"Yeah, you okay? Lulu."

"It's okay, I'm with Mr. Tight."

Finia sits on her shoulder and Lulu joins hands. If they're together, I'm not afraid.

We went down the stairs without any fear of malice to stand up.

◇ ◇ ◇

In a space where the dim, pale light emitted by the demonic props stood out, there were those who moved.

I see the ceiling again with hidden eyes in my stretched forehead, shaking my long hair just stretched like I forgot to cut it black.

Then he began to move the big magic prop like he noticed something. Demonic props that send magic to move, but the person is moving demonic props with a painful look on his face.

Then there's a lot of noise running, but a big screen floats up in the air. There was a boy and a beastly girl down the stairs to the second basement, and a fairy. When the person opens his mouth to a slight surprise, he immediately stops the magic prop and runs off. It opens against your body to kick through the door, the exit of that space, and runs through the darkness with all your might.

The place we arrived in was a darker, smaller room. There's a ton of bodies rolling in there. It's a human body. The person glances at the pile of corpses and searches for the object of interest.

I laughed when I took a small magic item from some of the magic items I had placed on the table in the corner of the room to choose from.

"Intruder... kill with 'here'"

The person laughs when he looks at the little magic item in his hand, thinking of the boys earlier. I don't know what you're doing... but this person called the boys intruders and said he'd kill them.

I guess that doesn't mean I'm doing something unpleasant. That's why those boys call this place a mass of malice, and because there are so many bodies rolling around on this occasion.

The person leaves the room as he passes beside the body. Walk down the dim corridor and move to another location. To get rid of those boys who had broken in, a presence in the basement of the mansion - at the bottom - moved out with a creepy grin.