Maouyome

Before nightfall, we left the inn and went into the woods of purpose. It feels strange and good to be in the woods in the early morning.

Occasionally, I hear mountain dove ringing in kinky air.

"I didn't know Farrat and I were building a base here. No alarm, no gap."

A big Auga lady, who's leading me, looks around with her eyes tightened.

Auga's grandma says Mr. Gingi, apparently.

I had a bit of a riot at the inn yesterday, but if I talked a lot about it by choosing alcohol, it didn't make me that bad.

No, I'm never even a good guy.

Occasionally they get cut out and do too much, and that often fails them.

You were in our village, too, such an uncle.

I couldn't help but apologize with my bad feelings for Farrat now, but I bowed my head properly for waving the rampage that hit me eight times.

Yeah. You can't be violent with little kids. Absolutely.

"It's nice to be confident and guide you, but do you really have any idea? Mr. Gingi."

"Leave it to me, lady of the refia. If you're around here, look at the garden. There are a few ideas for a natural cave that could be used as a base."

Mr. Gingi is a hunter who uses this forest as a hunting ground. I was hunting in this forest yesterday as well, but they didn't do well, and they were rough with that too.

"I didn't know there were so many natural caves, if you didn't actually know the scene, you'd be lost, for sure"

Mr. Carlisle looks at the material at hand and blurs.

"No matter what, it's a forbidden forest. Usually we're the only hunters in this forest."

"Contraindicated woods, what kind of noisy name is that?"

"About 50 years ago, there was a dead man march out of these woods. That's when the terrain became full of holes. In this case, don't let the story of the deceased crawling out of the cracked ground be heard since he was a kid on a light traumatic level."

"The march of the deceased, is it? That's a disturbing keyword."

Instead of the way the wagon was already put in, the wagon left on the way with the horse. Mr. Gingi's people are watching me, so I don't think they have to worry about getting stolen.

Scaffolding is bad in the woods, and it's really all over the place. Every single one of those bumps seems to be a hole bump. The size is sparse, from being much bigger to being about the torso of one person.

Me and Leanshade follow later in the form of a lead, Mr. Gingi, and Mr. Carlisle and Adolphus.

"Fifty years ago, it was him when Shiki named him. I didn't even know where I was going, but I never thought I'd be stepping into the land. You don't know where it is or what it is."

Somehow Mr. Carlisle is getting emotional.

Shiki Hisaka. I think Beradne's mother is a celebrity. But am I the only one hooked up to the place 50 years ago?

No, 'cause someone from 50 years ago has 17 daughters, right?... I normally doubt it.

What the hell is it now?

Is this also a matter of common sense for the Demons? Everyone seems to be passing it off naturally.

"There was a march of the dead, does that mean there was a labyrinth of the dead near here?

"That's what's happening, but I don't know the details. If it did, it would have already crushed it 50 years ago."

"That's ambiguous. The locals can hear you."

Mr. Leanscheid's reaction is cold.

Looks like he still has what happened yesterday at his roots. Mr. Gingi looked like he had chewed up a bitter bug and scratched his head behind him.

Sounds like you're reflecting, but whether or not you'll allow it around you is another story.

Shh, shh.

"Is it contraindicated because the deceased was overflowing?

"Well. They want to avoid even touching the jizzy people who went through the time. Well, thanks to that, it's a good hunting ground for us..."

"I guess that's just the right place to hide and work evil. There. Look."

Mr. Carlisle noticed something and pointed it out.

Beyond the depressed and burgeoning wooden tree, I could see the silhouette of a slender luggage car.

Maybe it's a luggage car for Farrat. Looks like the carriage was abandoned in this bad road after all.

"Apparently, you're a bingo. Gingi, well done."

"That's why I told you it was time for deception. Looks like you've been in a lot of a hurry to get rid of me. The natural cave of interest is a little further away."

I think there was only a beast road so far, but I admire how well you got in here.

When I approached it, it was like an O8 car, and the carrier was just making it to the point that I was sorry. I see. This is going to be a nice little ride, and I could have gotten in this far.

There's nothing left on the carrier, naturally.

Adolphus and Mr. Carlisle carefully examined the abandoned luggage and made their expressions harsh. When I asked him if he found anything, he didn't care that he didn't find anything.

It's like we're playing with words.

I have no idea what that means.

"I don't know what they're after. What are you thinking?"

"anything (...) think (...) eh (...) and (...) like (...)"

"Right. It didn't even look like the luggage car was loaded with extra stuff in particular. It was prepared just to be transported here and used as intended."

"I don't like the way you were getting ready."

"I don't have that kind of hassle, but it kind of makes me feel like I'm going according to plan."

"That's the discomfort in the first place. Bel Adone was kidnapped by them only as a result of coincidences. Yet it still feels as if it is as planned...... Yeah, no. I can't think about it because of you! Don't scratch the strange teas!

"I wonder what this is. One word of Lady Lefia is left in my ear."

I was pissed. Irrational.

After the luggage car went a little further, there was a natural cave, as Mr Gingi said. Apparently, there are traces of your hands near the entrance, and there seems to be no doubt about it first.

But this is for sure. You may not be able to tell from the other caves just at first glance. Similar holes are spilled over there.

If Mr. Gingi wasn't familiar with the crime scene, it might have taken quite a while just to identify him.

I whispered and tried to find out what was going on inside, but there was no indication that there was anything in the range I would ask from the outside. Pretty deep. Boy.

Which way, they have to go inside. This.

Lead Mr. Gingi into the cave.

No, no, no.

"Wait a minute. Is Mr. Gingi going, too?

"I told you the first time, Farrat and the others are evil. You're gonna crush me, aren't you? You can't keep your mouth shut when you hear that. Let me stay out of your way until the end."

"Already out of the way"

"... The Princess of Suzukusha is tight"

"Don't call me by that name. It's offensive."

Princess Suzuki? I can't remember and feel like I have a toothache even though it is on my throat like this.

What is it? Where did you hear that?

"Sorry Gingi. Honestly, I'm glad you showed me this far, but I can't get you involved any more. Can you pull it here?"

"You've come this far and you have no relationship or shit. I'm sorry, but this is my own problem, too. I know I did bad things to those kids yesterday, but hey, rats don't talk about it. I can't calm down when I get back here."

"If it's about the reward, I'll pay you well in the minutes to this point, okay? Mr. Carlisle."

"Please do not specify by designation. Even if you don't, I'll get it right."

"It doesn't matter if it's a reward. That's not the problem. I don't know if I'm convinced."

Mr. Gingi is apparently unwilling to pull it off.

I don't know what it feels like.

Well, what the hell am I supposed to do with this?

"Well, let's have them come with us like this because it stinks of trouble. There won't be a problem."

"Thank you. Grateful."

I didn't do anything.

Mr. Carlisle, you gave up thinking early.

Once the compartment was re-divided, we went into the back of the cave again.

Leanscheid doesn't seem to like Mr. Gingi very much, he always gets more and the reaction is cold.

Put the light in the portable cantera and proceed to the back with caution. Mr. Gingi says it's the first time he's been inside, too. We stopped and looked at each other, trying to proceed with caution…, without going any further.

This is absolutely crazy.

"I have a really bad feeling about this."

"... that's an odd encounter. That's what I was thinking right now."

"Become, oh, my God, this..."

Beyond the illuminating tip with cantera, the back of the sunless cave outside is blurry.

Mr. Gingi is particularly upset among us.

"Demon Stone, right. The stones are glowing."

"Oh dear, there are still some on the other wall"

Adolphus and Leanscheid moved forward and began to examine the source of the blurred light.

"Mr. Carlisle. I don't know much about glowing demon stones, but they can be buried in natural caves."

"As far as I can remember, I'm sorry, but you've never heard of me."

"It's not a natural cave...... This is... a labyrinth."

Mr. Gingi snapped as he paled.

"The Labyrinth of the Dead has yet to... stay."