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"Even in the world where Lord Lecan was, did something like this happen now?
"In the original world, there was no reception in the labyrinth. At least I wasn't there. There's an adventurer's place near the labyrinth, where you make up for what's missing."
"Sounds like a lot of people."
"There were a lot of them."
Lecan and Arios, who left the reception building, headed straight for the labyrinth.
It just seems like a crowded time, with so many adventurers lined up in front of the entrance and exit of the labyrinth. There are also more soldiers confirming the placards. The Lecans lined up.
"Ah, you. You're the one I met a few days ago. Are you making money?
A six-party we met on the fifty-second tier was just in line in front of Lecan.
It is the young man with the bow who has spoken to me intimately.
"Oh."
The other five have greeted each other with their eyes, so Lekan also returned his greetings.
The bowman's youth is terribly cheerful.
"Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no
I spread my arms wide and tried to describe the size of Halvard, but the bow I had in my left hand at the tip of it hit the shoulder of the big man standing in front of me.
Lecan was a little surprised.
The big man is very army. I was aware of that. So I thought it would be easy to swing a swinging bow or something, but I didn't.
(Thought you didn't even have to scratch it?
That's when the big man moved at a lightning speed.
Without looking back, he shook his right arm and punched the bowman's young man in the head with his back fist.
A young man is kicked off five steps or so and hit the ground.
Already Lecan had begun to work out his magic then.
Lecan rushes to the youth quickly.
"Nikos!"
"Aah!"
"Ah."
Lecan's spell echoed, following a scream raised by his fellow youth party mates.
"Recovery!"
The skull, which had begun and was about to break, was restored to normal, and the young man took his life.
There came the chase of the big man.
The big man is slightly taller than Lecan and much larger in width. But the move is handsome, just like a giant beast. Spread out the five big fingers, and the man's right hand softly stretches out to the bowman's youth. I'm going to grab it.
Lekan grabbed the big man's right wrist with his left hand and sealed the big man's movements.
The big man, who stopped moving, pointed his angry, burning eyes at Lecan.
The next moment.
Anger fell out of the big man's face, and strength fell out of his right arm as well.
Nowhere is the burning madness of earlier.
The big man turned to the bowman youth with a nice laugh of people on his bearded face.
"Oh, nigga. Don't blur when you swing something like that."
When I told the young man who was just about to kill him, he looked back like nothing had happened and moved on.
The seven adventurers in front of the big man would be fellow big men. All eight of them are strong-diggers. Of course I knew that. But I didn't think I'd do this.
Near the labyrinth entrance and exit, soldiers stood to maintain law and order, but although looking at this one, they did not try to come.
These eight are special.
Whatever you do is forgiven.
More than that, no one can stop it.
The most powerful men to explore the lowest levels of this Tubolt labyrinth.
Maybe these eight are the corner of it.
The eight of them bring together a unique air that explores the depths of the labyrinth.
Lekan has seen several of these adventurers before.
Among the adventurers in the deep depths of the labyrinth are those whose senses of good and evil held by ordinary humans have been broken. Rather, those who fight on the other side of the human limit have something more or less like broken. Lekan himself has that awareness.
It is also natural that the lords' men do not get their hands on it. It doesn't matter if you let it out, and it pisses off adventurers who can explore the bottom tier.
The swordsman, who was walking in the lead among the eight, looked back and stared at Lecan.
He is a swordsman with burning eyes, with red, slender hair and a red moustache and red jawbeard.
Lekan glanced straight back at his eyes.
It's a cold gaze.
Quiet pressure.
Skirt.
Rekan laughed faintly by accident.
The swordsman, after looking at Lecan for a while with a glimmering eye, slightly laughed and walked back forward.
"You, thank you"
"Thanks. He put on a quick [recovery] and the Nikos one picked up his life. Hey, Nikos! You big idiot! I didn't know you were going to make it to Thunder and White Blade" Guntil Ella Sulpinelle "! If this husband hadn't helped, you'd be dead!
"Ahhhhhh. Surprised. I thought I was gonna die."
"He was dead, you idiot"
"Thank God. Take this."
A bowman's party member gave out a gold coin, but Lecan shook his head.
"That's what I did on my own. We've got plenty of time before that."