Leaving the country of falling-about the fact that he was the 4th granting surgeon in the world-

~ Alliance length side ~

"Mr. Dan, do you like gambling?

Desperately trying to cut off the temptation of the delicious looking rice lining up next door...... suddenly the zink asked me a weird question.

"We did a great job before we got married."

My daughter-in-law almost takes my salary now, so I can't afford it...

"Well, why don't you bet with me?

"Huh?"

What are you suddenly saying?

Back there, Ian and the others are freaking out, right?

"Actually, I'm going to use the torture pills that the Nonlanders used a lot on the Purgatory guys as well... I don't know how effective they are..."

"It's useless. Am I supposed to be an experimental bench?

To find out from Ian's behavior... it is likely that he or she suspects that I am not connected to Purgatory.

As guild leader, I could not admit the fact that I had acquiesced in purgatory, and I lied "I didn't know"... but maybe that caused me to disbelieve.

I'm a senior, but Jink, an S-rank adventurer, is better off... and he can't defy me if he's forced to.

Do I have to take it......

"I'll drink the same amount. It's the type of torture pill where anxiety strikes you, proportional to how much you've drunk… it's better to take alternating pills and crush or surrender first to lose the chicken race"

Whoa!!

What are you going to do if you die doing something so dangerous?

"... what if you drink too much and die? You're not playing with your stomach."

"Brother, it's too dangerous! Please don't!

"It's not a lethal drug, so I thought you'd be okay. It seems that there are quite a few people who have been overdrunk and suffered a mental breakdown..."

You can't!!

Esther's opposite, too, went through beautifully...

"I've given the Ians the healing magic buff... and we have all the detoxification potions, so it's okay. Ah... I don't have any resistance, so the conditions are mutual!

I don't think you're okay at all.

Seriously, what are you thinking...?

"If Mr. Dan wins, I'll give you one white gold coin from my pocket money.... and this one will hold the rice you are exploring. If you lose, go with the human experiment with the confessor."

I see. Is confessional the main thing?

And even if he loses, all he has to lose is money and rice...

White gold coins and food in the labyrinth are precious... but for jinks, it only hurts a lot to lose them.

Besides, this kid... he doesn't think he's gonna lose at all, he looks so confident...

I'm in too much shape for anything.

... I need to get my moxibustion in place.

Fortunately, it's winnable content...

"I'll give you an extra ride when I want to. I can't stand it... crying in front of my brother, I don't even know if I take a leak ~"

"Pfft, I'll win anyway, that's fine. Dan is the one... some girls, so please stop being so crude to the bigger ones"

This shitty kid............!!

Whatever your arm, you can't beat me in a gut fight!

I'll humiliate you so much in front of my brother and his people, I'll correct you for a little bit of a special victory personality!

"Take an alternating cup of ale containing this medicine. … I'll drink at first."

Drink up a glass of liquid without the appearance of the zinc being particularly frightened.

There's no reason to pull it off now, so I had a drink too... unspeakable anxiety struck me.

"Okay, I'll have another drink"

Drinking a second cup brings up memories of a bad mouth I used to be told... and a third cup brings up memories of faults I've committed in the past.

Seeing the jink, although it is somewhat blue...... there is no sign of surrender.

I thought I would work hard to avoid damage, but he's drinking the same stuff as me in discipline.

As I kept drinking, I heard my wife and friends... my men curse.

At my feet, my dying companions and juniors... grab me and try to pull me into hell.

There's a zink staring at me with a spicy look in front of me...

When I woke up, for some reason, the four juniors sitting right around me, half crying.

"Uh, what happened?

"Excuse me. I distrust Dan about one of the purgatory cases... I put up a terrible battle to get the real deal out"

Yeah, speaking of which... you made a bet with him...

The fact that I was passed out, did I lose and get a confession?

Well, I'm the one who got on the bet, and I can't help but get hit more than I lost...

"Jink.... you, were you okay? I've had enough of that pill."

Maybe he drank the same amount as me without cheating.

The last time I saw him, he looked pretty bad too... and even now, his previous businessmanship has disappeared and he's got a blaming look on himself.

"It's okay. The slaves were there, including harassment... it's all my fault. The bet is as Mr. Dan's win, I'll take all three penalties...... can you accept my apology?

I don't care where you look from, you're not okay!?

That's not what you usually say!

Threaten me with the missing information. You're gonna use it!

Ian and the others are crying and apologizing... what the hell is going on!?

I'm a confessor, what did you say!?

Almost at the same time... a Purgatory Army member with a gift... attempted to gather information from the Guild Commander... causing a personality breakdown.

Although this gift can only be used once every 10 days and the subject is only "the person who caused the major injury in the past" …

As long as the conditions are met, the other person's emotions and the information that accompanies them can be read at no risk.

For that reason, I used my rank-up exam to inflict major injuries on my guild leader... I've been stealing information for over 5 years...

I never thought the other guy was taking torture pills himself, etc. He was... light-hearted and linked to the spirit of the guild leader.

As a result, it was feathers that accidentally ate the mental pain during chicken racing.

In the lower tier of the labyrinth, a fellow suddenly cried... and for a while, an army kept being chased by monsters with their feet in their arms.