Otoko Nara Ikkokuichijou no Aruji o Mezasa Nakya, ne?

May 28, 7444.

Staring at the remnants of the shattered crystal sphere, I've been silent for a while, and as I recall, I try to use the "anti-magic field". The blue magic light on both my head and Mizuchi's continued to shine without diminishing slightly.

"Well, you know, what, it's weird what I say, but I'm sorry."

I said as I showed him the undying hand of light.

'... that's okay. Because this is how I live... and I know how your wife feels. I couldn't tell you the details, but I was reincarnated in 1300 years ago... Even as soon as we got married and had kids, the army invaded us from abroad and my family must have lost it then too...... Then what happened...... lived hundreds of years and went even further sub god (demi god)...... And again for hundreds of years. If I was reincarnated right next to myself at that time, you would have remembered me, even if I peeked and looked at you a little bit at first. I'm sure you missed it, and you saw it all like all kinds of emotions suddenly blown up and greedy.'

I guess that's true, but you must have been the one who was directly harmed by that......

'There's no way I've ever had the experience of living a life like that, so I don't know what it really is... But I'm sure he did. I can't, I don't know what else to do. If you've seen all my memories, then I guess you could have imagined you were reincarnated, too. You said you were looking for each and every one of them. I think it's been tough.'

Well, it's not hard to imagine it would have been a distracting hassle. And I guess you finally found me over the years.

……

……

"Thank God you think so."

'No......'

Mizuchi laid his eyes down. Yeah, he told me, but I'm sure the feelings are messed up.

I don't deserve to say anything anymore. He broke up sixteen years ago, unintentionally. Well, Miki must have been 1300 years old, I was honestly glad you cared about me or just remembered me.

"By the way, Miki... is Lils doing the king right?

Especially not that I really wanted to hear it now, but I wanted to change the subject.

'This is the first time I have worshipped His Majesty's face and appearance. The last thing I've heard is that the elders... the elders are like ministers in the Kingdom of Lyle, but it seems a long time ago that we met. I've heard you've never even met the senator in person. "

I didn't do it. No, if that's how the state operates well, is there no problem?

'Hmm... let me hear you talk about the Kingdom of Lyle or something. As long as I know what the Romberto Kingdom is talking about...

I've probably spoken for another couple of hours. The belly worm screamed in vain and decided to return to the ground. Is it about past noon now? I'm sure it's worrying everyone.

"You're going back to the country, aren't you? How far away are we? How soon can you be back?

"Errehay... Mount Kinlu is 1000 km from here, isn't it? But it's pretty far away. Wouldn't it take nearly four weeks to get there well with a horse? There are quite a few mountain paths. '

That's a long way off. In the middle of the conversation, I was curious and asked.

"You, do you have horses? If not, say, 'It's okay. I have horses. I'm keeping it at the inn now. Dispose of the demon stone I received when I got back to the country... retire... check on my brother's condition and hope to come back soon if you like...'

"Brother, is that bad? Miki, no, look at the king... he's going to die... '

'... I would like to come back as soon as possible...'

Mizuchi said with a slightly more serious face and a sinking voice.

"I'm still here (Balduk) for the time being. I may not even be able to come to where I am for a year or so... I don't know how many layers this place is. '

……

'So don't worry about it. Brother, I hope it gets better'

"... yes... but I finally see you... my, at your convenience..."

Don't look like that.

'That's okay. Better worry about your brother now than about me...... no! Let's go!

I reached out to Mizuchi when I stood up, saying brightly to blow off a little sunken atmosphere. Mizuchi's hand was hard with the sword Dako.

"Put us back."

How many metastases is this now? Hifumi no......

"Hmm? Since when did you cut [troop formation (partisation)]? Isn't that strange?

Boo, I didn't realize that I was making repeated shifts to the upper layers like work.

'Is that it? If you ask me...'

Soon after I realized that Mizuchi's [troop formation (partisation)] had expired.

Did Mizuchi lose his mind, too?

"Well, I'm leaving now, fine."

'Ha, yes... but that? I'll call you back again.'

'Mm, well, no. Let's go, "Get us back."

Probably transferred to one hierarchy above. It looks familiar. You mean seven layers between the crystals of the earlier metastasis?

'This is... I've been here a few times. It's a six-layer transition crystal... if you transfer with that stick, it should be five layers next. "

'... and to say, we were dropped to fourteen layers?

"Maybe. If you don't mind that, there's a map, so you can go from three levels again... but out of magic is punishment. Maybe if you transfer from the thirteenth layer, it won't be out of magic. There it is... '

Even if all members hold food and stick it from the three layers into the pit (warp hole), I'm sure the Great Orgy will just start. Can the others let Zenom and Ralpha do that anyway? I might kill myself.

'Anyway, let's just get out on the ground and have dinner. I'll introduce you to everyone. "

Mizuchi opens his mouth when he drips a little.

'... no, let's break up here now. I will rest here for a little while and kill time before heading to the ground. I want to say hello to all of you once again when I get back. I'm leaving Balduk early tomorrow morning on the east street.'

……

'Well, I get it. In case it seems to take you a while to get back, and I wasn't already in Balduk, the First Knights in the next king's capital have my sister. His name is Mirhia. Don't forget. And as I said earlier, the Wang Capital has my chamber of commerce. Find a guard and give me the name of the Green Chamber of Commerce. I'll make sure you tell me where it is. Either way. So, show me this and get my name out and rely on it. When I leave here, I'll be sure to tell both where I'm going. Tomorrow morning, around dawn, we go to the entrance to the east street. Let me just drop you off. "

When I said that, I gave Mizuchi the plate of the Marquis Webdos that I was wearing without letting go of my skin. The sculpture of the Marquis' signature and the date of its issue (13 April 7442) are carved. And I gave him the knife with the missing blade. If you're from Barkud, you'll see that this knife is mine. The quality isn't otherwise excellent, but it's a knife I used to keep using before I cut my own appendix.

After watching them end up in my nostalgia looking important, I gave them another light kiss and I transferred by myself.

… is this the feeling of [troop formation (partisation)] when it comes to hierarchy……. Surely all I could figure out was that the direction and distance suddenly became blurred and I guess I would be within the same structure.

When I left the labyrinth, the time was about sixteen o'clock. Mr. Church, who was escorting the tax officer, was openly surprised when he admitted what I looked like, and I'm sure he did it on purpose, he shouted out.

"You're Mr. Gried the Killer (Slaters)! You're safe!

Wow, what's that publicity?

"Huh? Didn't he die?

"I heard the monster killed you."

"Ahhh! True!"

"Make way, make way for me!

"You're pimping, aren't you? Who is it? The guy who said he was seriously injured."

"Your husband!

"Damn, you're not dead!

"Killers (Slaters)! Awesome!"

"There's hope for us, too!

"Hey, what the hell is going on!?

Yeah, it wasn't much of a fuss because it was a time when there wasn't a lot of crowd, but I was surrounded by a lot of people.

"Mr. Greed, your people are back early this morning. Ladies and gentlemen, I'm leaving a message asking you to come to the inn as soon as you get back. Looks like you had a rough time."

Was this guy extending his shift until noon just to tell me that?

"Thank you, Mr. Church. We'll head to the inn as soon as possible."

When I held the hand offered to him as I replied, I carefully lowered my head. Lifting his head, he began walking down the road to the inn, looking back at his heels again. The crowd that was winding away clears the way.

At the end of the open road stood Zulu and Ghiberti. They finally rushed up to me on an empty path.

"" Your husband!

"You seem worried. I'm sorry. Everybody all right? Zulu, are the injuries okay now?

I said looking down at the two people kneeling before me.

"Yes, all...... safe. I am said to have been cured by Master Coroyl and Lal. It's okay now."

Zulu said as he stuffed his voice, was he impressed? But you, are you okay? Bell just remembered "Cure Serious" and it should take some time to activate. I guess you're just deluding me by layering "Cure Light" over it. Even HP is only 92.

"Dora..."

I hung a crouched "cure-all" in front of Zulu. HP recovers to full capacity because the healing magic is already hanging.

"I'm starving. Shall we go?"

That's what I say and laugh at the two of you.

Zulu turned a howling face from the bottom of his heart, and Giberti seemed quite happy.

On the road to the inn, I asked the two of them what had happened since then. I buy four skewers of pork in the stall, and I put lots of nourishing meat and fat in my stomach with munchkins and cheeks.

"After your husband fell into a trap, I took a mighty blow, too, and I was stretching out."

Zulu said sorry. So, how did you take down that Franken? Finally, Tris suffered a fracture in his hands and feet, even though he hung a healing witchcraft (cure-all) on Tris in a critical manner. For the time being, I shouldn't be able to move properly due to pain for at least half a day. Did Guine do it for you? Or did Bell turn it into an arrow? That's what I thought and asked Giberti. This guy was supposed to be on the outside of the cage, so he should have seen it calmly.

"Your husband fell into a hole, and Master Zulu passed out. Master Karostaran, who has just suffered a major injury, can't move, and magic has no effect. The only weapon left over that threw the axe was the Coroyl-like bow, which was also suspicious if it was effectively hit. We could only cheer Guineh enough. But there, Master Karostaran said," Whoa! "And when I roared, I picked up your husband's left short spear and attacked the fresh golem with Guine!

Is this guy also a talent for actors? I have reported interwoven emotions with intensity as I gestured and gestured. He's funny. But oh, my God. He must have broken his hands and legs, not to mention the last time I did healing magic. You pushed that pain and moved well. Tris' mental strength is also a big deal.

"I guess the fresh golem was already pretty weak too. When the two pokes stabbed him from the front and back, he fell as-is and stopped moving. After that, Master Karostaran seemed to be exhausted with pain and unable to move properly. Master Zulu also remained unconscious. As Guineh speared into the golem like crazy, and Master Coroyl almost punched an arrow in his semi-frequent body, the cage pulled up raggedly."

Was it?

"Master Koroyl and Lal immediately treated Master Zulu with healing magic, but Master Zulu remained unconscious and unconscious"

Hmm. Twice beaten up. Zulu had suffered multiple major injuries, so I'm sure he couldn't fully heal them. It doesn't matter if you're conscious where you can heal.

"Then I gathered the ropes to rescue your husband under Mr. Xenom's command. I tried to get Marceau, the most lightweight woman who volunteered, to put a waistline on it and explore the pitfalls... whoa..."

The gibbertie turned a little red as it seemed to illuminate. Ha ha.

"I was losing my mind, so I haven't seen it, but Marceau said it's gone crazy. I heard Larry had forgiven me."

Zulu answered instead. It's an easy answer, but I can imagine. I'm sure everyone has an imagination that I would have been in a lot of trouble for out of magic, too.

"Thank you, Giberti. Well, think it was good."

Gibberty seemed a little lightheaded when I said it in a nibble.

Engela in the hole fussed over the symptoms of out of magic. Apparently Giberti, although he hastily pulled her up, was made to deal with her in the corner of the room. Making fun of Giberti, who looked less than full, but urging him to do the next, he said everyone who couldn't relate that pit to the loss of magic to what really surprised him recruited the rescue team again. Even so, I guess we were all in a hurry at the time about me falling into the hole, and there were some injuries. It's weirder to notice in one shot.

"While I was, uh, forgiving Marceau, the next candidate was made. The smallest, lightest weight Guine volunteered, but insisted hard that her spear would not be usable in case there was a monster in the hole, and Lar volunteered and Mr. Xenom eventually acknowledged it"

According to Giberti's story after that, Bell also volunteered to go. But Ralpha insisted on the mysterious theory that he should be lighter due to the difference in his chest, forcing everyone to convince him that my rescue from the pit was cut off when he started hearing suspicious voices from inside the pit where he hung Ralpha. Everyone who carefully pulled up Ralpha said he had tied up while Ralpha was unconscious with his cheeks tied up by Xenom.

After that, he waited for Ralpha and Engela to wake up, who had fallen asleep with Zulu's awakening of consciousness (which took him about five to six hours), and reached the crystal rod of three layers of metastasis in charge of Tris, who was unable to move, and had no choice but to escape.

"Of course I have picked the demon stone of fresh golem. Mr. Xenom has it now."

"Well, that sounds like you went through a lot of trouble."

"No, I'm not..."

Giberti said in a glowing manner. That's right. Apparently it was after 4: 00 this morning that they returned to the ground. They were waiting for me to come home two hours later. At first, Zenom and Guine. Belle and Giberti are next. Next up are Ralpha and Engela. And Tris and Zulu, Zulu has been waiting ever since, with Giberti and Engella taking turns for the rest, he said.

Along the way, I stop by "Shoney", who is letting the slaves stay, to pick up Engela. Speaking to Engela, who was taking care of her leather armor in the room, she knelt before me with a grin like she'd never shown before. I thought I was going to shake my tail but I didn't shake that bare at all, and when I saw a tail that wasn't even picky, I thought, "You're a wasted organ."

But I was glad Engela laughed at me as she seemed happy with my survival. You had so much emotion for this guy, too, I thought.

"I'm sorry I bothered you."

When I say,

"No, I didn't think there was anything to worry about, just your husband. But... but you're safe..."

I felt a little sorry when I said and saw that I broke my face all the time.

Engela was a little worried about Giberti, but on the surface she looked normal without any problems. I wasn't my in-laws who could have mentioned people now, but I was satisfied because I didn't want the slaves to stand any extra waves. With that said, there seems to be a woman in Zulu, and Engela and Giberti are good adults. Shouldn't we at least be paying Engela a condom? Even this guy would want to buy a male whore and dissipate once in a while.

Anyway, when I order the three slaves to go to the diner first and keep their seats, I turn to the Boyle Pavilion. I need to let you know and reassure you.

In front of the "Boyle Pavilion" the lad was cleaning the evening. He took control of trying to say hello with a surprised face when he noticed me and gently opened the door. Match your eyes with the manager who was sitting at the front counter in front of you, and gesture that you put your finger in front of your mouth, Shh. As soon as he saw my niggered face, the concordance went, the manager smiled and pointed upstairs in the lobby. I guess they're all in the room.

Split legs, sneaky feet. It feels like going into a robbery because you still have the sword (long sword) of a stripper, Tris. You're wearing a rubber protector with a helmet on it. Nature and grin abound. Shall I intimidate you from Ralpha, or Belle and Tris wussa couple? Good for you, Guiney. Yeah, maybe Guine and Ralpha are in the same room.

Gently go up to the third floor and in front of the door of Guineh's room. If I wasn't in there, I'd softly slam my ear on the door because I looked stupid...... Nothing makes any noise. Not here would mean that Guineh is going to the Xenoms' room. Shall we go to Tris and Bell's room before we go back upstairs?

He went in front of Tris and Bell's room to avoid making footsteps and tried to hit his ear again. But no way. If you two were doing something right now, I'd be just a teething turtle. Because these guys always stick together after they get home from the labyrinth...... Ridiculous, I stopped.

It feels kind of odd to go back to the lobby once and pick up my room keys. Normally I went down the stairs and knocked as I walked into Zenom and Ralpha's room. Xenom directed my rescue in the first place, and he should have wrapped up his return. After all, whatever you think, it's Xenom's place first. I was floating too much because I came back safe.

"What?

Zenom's voice. I put my hand on the steering wheel to open the door. There was a noise of someone running in the room and bang! and the door opened. It was Guine standing across the door.

"Mr. Al!

Guine shouted when she saw me, jumping at me, coming, jumping in. Her small body was a little heavier than I had imagined. I have Tris' sword (long sword). It's dangerous!

"I'm back now. Xenom, the story is" Al!

Zenom, who was sitting in a chair in the room, also stood up and looked at me and shouted.

"Let me worry." Good! Good for you! Mr. Al said he'd be fine! Me! Worry!

Guine, who remains hugged by me, looks up at me from the bottom and screams with emotion. There are tears in my eyes. I also heard a lot of footsteps upstairs. Looks like Bell and Tris noticed, too. I put my hand on Guineh's shoulder and said, "I'm sorry to make you worry. Thank you," he said, entering Xenom's room.

"Zenom, Zulu and the others told me. He broke a lot of bones to help me... Thank you very much."

"Don't thank me. It's only natural to try to save an important employer's crisis. Besides, I'm so sorry I couldn't help you. I'm sorry."

"Don't worry about that.... I know you already know, but it would have been a hell of a trap if I had stayed in that trap. I had a rough time, too."

Xenom laughed at me too when I said that with a laugh.

"I'm going to get dressed. I also have to give Tris his sword (long sword) back.... By the way, what about Ralpha?

Yes, Ralpha wasn't in the room.

"Lar, the..."

For some reason, Guine seemed to cloud her voice.

"Ralpha's been drinking for me on" Larbay ". If you heard from Zulu and the others, you know, I beat up Ralpha and tied him up, but when you wake up, you're rammed. I'm in an awesome parent-child genka right now. I'm sorry, but Ralpha took Al's spear too. The rucksack is here, retrieved."

Xenom said, pointing to my rucksack in the corner of the room. Oh... that's it.

"" Mr. Al!

Tris and Bell emerged from the door that was open. Looks like Zenom and the others were both already dressed in plain clothes. No, you just wore it? But you won't be able to wear anything exactly this far in this short time. I guess I was originally wearing it just because I'm so disgusted and evil. There was a grin all over the two faces that looked at me.

"Hey, I think I'm worried about you." You're safe! Hey, I told you it was okay!

"Oh, you really are! Are you hurt?

Bell and Tris rushed over to me and took my hand and were happy.

"It's okay. Oh, yeah. Tris, return the sword. Thanks to you."

In the end, I only waved once against the eyeball guy who fell to the ground against the monster, but I'm sure it helped, and that it greatly lessened my finesse. As soon as I fell, I still remember my heart strength when I touched this sword in the dark.

"No...... Mr. Al. Not only this guy (Bell), but I can't thank you enough. Mr. Al is a benefactor to my life. Thank you so much, so much!

Holding my hand tighter than it hurts, Tris said.

"Don't worry about it. Better than that, I told the Gibberties that you got up from then on and set that Franken bastard up as Guiney. Wow. You got up well. It's fine."

"No... I was just desperate then. I don't really remember."

"Don't be so modest. You can be proud. After all, I guess it's thanks to Tris and Guine that no one died, huh? Thanks to me."

That's what I said and thanked Tris and Guine.

"Franken is kind of a perfect fit. When I saw the status when I took the Demon Stone, it was a" fresh golem, "so we called it a golem."

That's what Bell said and laughed. Xenom was the only one with a face that I didn't really understand, but soon it seemed to occur to me that it was our last life story.

"More than that, Mr. Al. Go to Lar's for him. You should be in" Larbay ". Don't let anyone near you. Alcohol all the way from lunch..."

Bell said. Tris and Xenom have looked at each other and Guine has held my hand with an indescribable look.

"Go for it...... Whatever I say annoys me..."

Guine looked up at me and said: I wanted to take a shower and get dressed, but I'm not going either.

"I'm letting" Dollar Leon "take a seat, so everyone go ahead. I'll pick up Ralpha, too, and then I'll go."

That's what I said, I took my helmet off, and when I got a little lighter. Headed to "Rabay".

The feeling of direction and distance felt on the way suddenly returned. I guess I just left the labyrinth. I wasn't worried at all, but for some reason I was horrified.

When I arrived at "Rabay," there was one abalone, occupying a table in the middle of the store, wrapped around a single bureau. The waiter came to me and said, "Today, we have a private guest over there." I hear this employee doesn't know my face. I guess it's a new face.

"It's okay, I know you, so don't worry, I'll take you home already. And have you settled on that customer?

"Huh? Really..."

The waiter listened to me and said it like it was a ho, and,

"Payment not yet"

I said.

"Well, settle it"

That said, I stood right behind him as I walked to Python.

The eight of them drunk in the middle of a table where they seemed to be able to relax and eat, and Ralpha stood on one knee to the right and sat in a bench holding my sword. You're as sloppy as ever.

"Al... why... it's okay... you can't die"

I guess he's worried about me now. But then stay in the entrance square like Zulu and the others... Looks like this guy.

"Hey, 'Alcohol'. We're turning the riverbank into Dollar Leon."

That's what I said and put my hand on my shoulder.

Young alcoholics turn around slowly and check my face.

It was a gutter with tears and runny nose. After a closer look, there was also diarrhea on the ground on the left (the floor of the shop is earthen).

I sat only in the opposite direction to the right of the same bench with a bitter laugh.

"Al!!

You have a big voice.

"What the fuck?"

Exhaling a mixed, alcoholic breath of gastric juice, the drunk shifted his standing right leg down to the floor and sat back facing this way to sit on a seesaw on his bench. At the same time I put my gunsword on the table.

"You were safe..."

Drinking monkeys who speak Mandarin with their legs spread and across their benches, hands poked into their groins and eyes open.

"It would be obvious. Who do you think I am?"

Dear Slaughter Leader, Is it that easy to screw?

"Silly."

Uh-huh. You're the idiot.

"It will be 24500Z"

The waiter who finished the settlement called out to me. Take out your wallet and hand over three pieces of silver coin (30000Z).

"Fishing pays for cleaning"

Clearly, it's expensive as a fool to be in this class of store, but if you made it private, would it be cheaper?

"Thank you"

The waiter, who received the price, took a coin to thank him and slipped back.

"Look, stand up. Let's go."

Ralpha's eyes were moistened with a gunsword on her shoulder and looking up at me. Sorry to bother you. And thank you.

"I can't stand. Oops."

Uh, you're a pain in the ass. But you can't just leave me alone. I just got home from the labyrinth and I'm tired too. I have no choice.

"Shit, look."

That's what I said and crouched my back at Ralpha. Say woman. Each person is so heavy. But don't lick my muscle strength 29. It's hard, but one of the drunk Ralphas can walk. Endurance is 29.

Ten steps out of the store, a liquor-smelling, raw, warm liquid drained from my neck muscle to my back. I kept the rubber protector or so off...... It's all spitting on the inside, it's disgusting, isn't it just me? I should have used "poisoning neutralisation (neutralisation poison)" without being bothered. It is in the form of revenge that I was trying not to use it when I was hungover or drinking too much alcohol because it makes me queasy. I didn't care about muscle strength or endurance.

Soon afterwards, he hung "poisoning (neutralizing poison)" on Ralpha and had no choice but to return to the "Boyle Pavilion" once to take a shower and get dressed.

We were all already able to do it when we went to "Dollar Leon" with a soggy Ralpha who seemed sorry. Naturally, I gave Ralpha a ban on alcohol this evening, and I enjoyed the delicious food and good liquor. I remember talking to everyone drinking, but the day after tomorrow was Judgment Day. That being said, I completely forgot, but it's Vickens' Judgment Day, survival of the shining blade (Bright Blade). It must be the death penalty.

I told him that I hung in a trap and went to the fourteenth floor.

"Fourteenth floor..."

Everyone who heard my words was stunned. Everyone except Ralpha had a drunken and impressed look at the booze. It was impressive that one Ralpha was talking to everyone but pulling his lips together. Hey, don't look at me with weird eyes. I decided to talk about the details again tomorrow after I lost my liquor.

May 29, 7444.

I had been drinking until midnight but woke up before 4: 00 am thanks also to "poisoning (neutralizing poison)" and the little magic of waking up (cantrip). I headed to the entrance of the street east of Balduk with only a gunsword.

One horse illuminated by the moon, one shadow gripping the horse.

Mizuchi.

Admitting me, I hug Mizuchi off the back of his horse and exchange goodbyes.

"I also want to go back as soon as I can"

"Oh."

"Good luck to you too."

"Yeah."

All I can do is reply that doesn't tighten up.

"Oh, yeah. [Troop formation (partisation)]"

"Yes?"

"You haven't cut it yet, have you?

Thanks to this, I also knew what it felt like when Mizuchi and the Labyrinth hierarchy broke up. Indeed, after leaving the labyrinth for a short time, Mizuchi was also relieved that he had come out of the labyrinth to know roughly the direction and distance.

"Yeah...... do I have to hang up?

Don't look so worried.

"Keep it that way. Extend it every day and let me know in case anything happens. I don't know if I'm going anytime soon... but I'm going to rush you. Just in case you have to add someone to something, send them an order to add them, cut off my recognition to the new guy you're adding them to, and then add them."

"Yes!"

Now at any time, at least we can feel safe with each other.

"Go. Waiting."

"So..."

By the time Mizuchi climbed through Mount Outer Ring like a crater, the morning sun lit up the smaller rides. It looked like I looked back once, but soon I couldn't see.