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He headed to the General Alliance Headquarters in Wangdu to receive the reward of the Tooth Wolf's Labyrinth Crusade. At the main building, Varvara, an elf named Deputy Guildmaster, prompted him to go to a separate room, where he guided the receptionist to the reception room.

I was paid at the main building of the General Alliance, and then I decided to do some research at the library on the premises, but there was something wrong with my surroundings. The map in sight has four light points that go into the next room, one of which comes this way, but the other three stop on the other side with the wall pinched.

On the side wall of my reception room was a painting of the adventurers surrounding the fire.

This...

"Thank you for waiting, Mr. Shaft."

One person moved from the next room was Deputy Guildmaster Valvalla. I have a large bag of bags and a bunch of paperwork in my hand.

"No, I haven't even waited very long"

"Thank you. May I ask you a few questions about the Tooth Wolf's Labyrinth Crusade before giving you any special rewards?

"Of course I don't mind"

"Thank you. So..."

The question from Mr Varvara was a really simple one. Beginning with confirmation of the date and time of commencement of the exploration into the Labyrinth of the Tooth Wolf, questions about the gatekeeper on the 25th basement floor, questions about the Lord of the Labyrinth (Dungeon Master), and questions about the small room where the greatest magic stone (Dungeon Core) was located in the deepest part.

I was concerned about the subtle plugged question as it continued to appear to be an impeccable one.

"Was there anything that bothered you when you went from the throne to the pedestal where the Lord of the Labyrinth was?

"-No, I remember it was just the main road, but the Knights didn't make it?

"When the labyrinth welcomes death, extinction begins immediately between the throne and the pedestal. Only a crusading party can investigate the bottom tier."

"I see..."

The questions so far have been answered as accurately as possible. It's only a story after laying low the power of my VMB...... But I lied obviously only to this question.

It wasn't just the aisle that was between the throne and the pedestal, the lowest level of the tooth wolf's labyrinth. Four residential compartments existed on the map that the mapping function of the VMB showed.

What it means. That guy... that Wearwolf lived over there. agony, thirst, despair, and madness.

The human shadow of the previous world, visible from this world. An ex-human predominantly seated at the lowest level of the labyrinth. And someone untied me and accepted me into this world.

In vain, I can see the relationship between man and this world in the previous world. There's no certainty or anything, it's just my imagination...

The fact that the Deputy Alliance Master of the General Alliance is going to ask this question means that the General Alliance knows what the Lord of the Labyrinth is like. Or I don't see it as just an evil being, that's what I guess.

"Thank you, very helpful"

"No, I want to hear one thing from you."

"Yes, what is it?

"This is the first time I've seen the Lord of the Labyrinth. What is the Lord of the Labyrinth? Are there many subraces?

"No, rather, not so many labyrinths awaited by subraces as the Lord of the Labyrinth. As you know, the sculpture at the top of the labyrinth gate that connects between the gatekeepers, that imitates the Lord of the labyrinth. Even labyrinths that have not reached the lowest levels are mostly warcraft, to imagine from this sculpture."

"There are more Warcraft..."

"Would you mind hearing it from me, too?

"Anything else?

"I heard they're going to put it on the King's Competition Festival, the Great Magic Stone I brought back from the labyrinth, are you sure?

"That's right. But why would you do that? I've heard that the list of items has already been posted in the venue's Hylasia."

"The goods are sticking out, but the seller only knows the buyer to avoid useless crimes."

As the topic of the Great Magic Stone shook, three more light points floating in the next room came to the wall. I stare at the painting on the wall from under the Kevlar mask too. I know you're looking at this one through that painting, but the eyes of the adventurers depicted in the painting are peepholes - not that it seems.

Slight gait sound captured by my sound collection sensor, the position of the light point on the map. Perhaps that painting itself is transparent in the other room, a literal magic picture without a magic mirror?

"I see. So, why are you so interested in the big magic stone I'm putting up?

――!?

I started talking in the reception room and for the first time, Mr. Varvara's expression changed.

"Have you noticed, I beg your pardon"

That being said, Mr. Varvara looks back and sends a zesty to come to this room towards the painting.

Even a map floating in my sight can see the light point in the next room moving out. Looks like all three of them are coming.

A light knock is made and the three enter the reception room. One of the three knew the face, the two remaining were the first faces to see.

"That's a" black-sided shaft, "we were about to say no..."

Of the three people who came into the room, the only person I knew of my face was this man, Siegfried, a general guild official I met at the mercenary regiment headquarters of the general guild.

The impression I get from the same burning, drooping face with short brown hair and long body shape was unreliable.

"Siegfried...... so what about those two?

"This jizzy over here is the Kingdom of Kurt Melga, Guildmaster of the General Guild, Duke of Marlen Berdaline"

"Don't call me jizzy, you fool... Whoa! Marlen, the Alliance Master who binds the General Alliance. The title is the Duke, but don't be afraid to give priority to your position."

"Shaft, I don't need any respect or anything for this jizzy. And this woman is Lord Ofelia Dragrange."

"It's Ofelia Dragrange.“ Black-sided shaft, "I wanted to see you once in King's Landing, but in an unexpected way, I'm glad to see you."

"It's a mercenary guild shaft."

Two nobles with surnames......, rise from the couch and show only the least thanks.

Duke Marlen Berdaline, an old magician who says he's an Alliance Master, accumulates a long white beard that reaches to his waist, but his head is beautifully bald. For the lack of a top, he was stretching down and distracting himself, touching his long white beard.

Her face is full of wrinkles and she keeps smiling briskly, but the color shining in her slender eyes is sharp, and she seems to be looking at this one in front of her and guessing.

Speaking of the long lady knight standing next to you, the draglange, did you just say the grand noble ruling the northern frontier uncle, the princess knight rather than the lady knight? It is an elf wrapped in knightly clothing with thin peachy long hair, blue eyes and a slender model shape.

But you said it was Ofelia Dragrange...? That name, somewhere before...

Right, that's the name the big cat ear woman named.

The lord of the fortified city of Barga, the three daughters of the Duke of Franklin Barga, the pleasant city of Venere, visited at the request of Lapitilica Barga, where the suspicious threesome we met deceived, is the name of Ofelia Dragrange.

What happened to the trio then? There was nothing suspicious about anyone other than me, and the threesome left flat with a big laugh.

The unnaturalness should have been summed up in a seal and sent to Siegfried in front of you......

"So, you seemed interested in the Great Magic Stone, but what did you have against me?

"Whoa, that's it. As a matter of fact, it turns out that a little thief entered the King's Capital after aiming at the Great Magic Stone, the eye-catcher of this King's Festival."

Thief...?