Over The Infinite

-1 -

We added Gowen, who was waiting outside the room, and headed to the high-end residential area that was reported.

Finally, the Nezea Border Uncle is with us. Though a soldier, Gowen is holding it aside because it was unlikely that he could follow it on his feet in the average person.

Both Gowen and Uncle Borderline looked complicated, but I want you to be patient here. Unlike Mr. Carrot, Uncle Borderline is a big man for me. I don't want to take on the old man or anything.

With the help of Mr. Glenn's auxiliary witchcraft, he also travels at a speed unlikely to be an ordinary person and reaches an area that is his destination.

This neighborhood is inherently a wealthy neighborhood, but residents are idle because they have been evacuated to a neighboring town. In Ghost Town, where there is little shadow, only a few mansions, including the Lords' Palace, where deputies live, function properly as dwellings.

In that unpopular neighborhood, there was a mansion that purposefully allowed the gatekeepers to stand and provide security. This is where the report came in, but it's like you're saying there's something there.

... These guys, aren't they stupid?

"Hey, what are you guys!?"

A gatekeeper who screams frighteningly at us as we approach at an unscrupulous rate. I'm a knight if I just dress up, but I don't have a class chapter. Probably a knight's squire.

"It's Glenn from the Labyrinth City Expeditionary Force. I'm sorry, but I'm gonna let you in."

"Hey, what are you saying... this is a private residence. I don't think you have that authority. Get lost!

I'm sorry, but I'm gonna need you to step aside.

I can't spend much time here. He was Mr. Glenn, who tried to exercise his magic quickly, but Borderline uncle, who was responsible for Gowen, who had fallen slightly behind, stopped it.

"Uh, wait, Mr. Glenn. Hey, my lord. I don't know who you are, but this is an already-evacuated aristocratic hall. Don't bother being used on your own."

"Who are you... Borderline Bo!?"

You'd be surprised. Lords, and because the greatest man in the Royal Army is held by a man like a giant. No majesty, no shit, but you can't possibly know the face of a superior officer more than you belong in the army.

"What you are doing is the worst you can do to destroy the kingdom. Get out of the way if you know what I mean."

"But..."

"Uh, that's good enough. Demon, do it!

"Aisa."

Mr. Glenn orders me to ask you a question that won't open.

Surely it would be a lot less bothersome for an unidentified mysterious armor to do it than Mr. Glenn would.

I can't react to the gatekeeper. I go around the back and set up a chalk sleeper.

"Wha!!"

When his neck was tightened with unbreakable critical force, the gatekeeper raised his voice like a chicken and fainted.

As soon as I couldn't react, I had difficulty breathing... until I lost my mind. It's just a matter of seconds.... It would have been easier if it had fallen so easily when I was a cat ear.

"... By the way, when are you rendezvous, Demon? It's been a long time since I've been so sick."

Uncle Borderline's doubts are good, but don't you doubt that I'm not the one who should have run out with him?

While I was running, Gowen used a slightly delayed timing to change in "Instant Costume," but he was able to hide it successfully. I have no trouble revealing who I am, but the mystery is better, right?

"Actually, I was in the room earlier. Don't piss him off if Uncle Borderline doesn't want to be assassinated, either."

"... okay. Do you usually disappear and monitor..."

Uncle Borderline sounded his throat and honestly accepted the warning. I'm exaggerating on my own interpretation, but Mr. Glenn hasn't lied either.

Now, Demon, you've added a futile setting of a mysterious assassin who doesn't usually show up.... I don't think I need to stir up the fear of Borderline Uncle in vain, but I'm not even going to bother correcting it.

"Hey, what the hell!! Ugh!!"

There were some of the guys in the mansion who seemed to be involved, but they kick ass and move on.

It's troublesome to strangle them off with chalk when they have a large number of people, so they beat them up and render them powerless. The bone bits would be broken, but they're not dead. You might as well have done this from the beginning.

Even though he looks armored, he would look different, especially if he was exterminated in martial arts without the use of weapons. I even tried to pose a little like an assassination fist.

If there were more people, Mr. Glenn would be powerless with sleep magic or something, but it's a subtle number of people, so there's a lot of me out there. I mean, I'm basically the only one fighting. Gowen has also blocked and stranded the escape route for the guy who escaped, but Philos hasn't done anything.

When I saw him, he looked like a terrible bum.... Well, they're from the old nest. They don't all seem to be knights, but it's not strange if some of them looked familiar.

... Well, you can leave this to me.

Because the mansion is widely imprisoned, he threatens one person with "intimidation of the strong" and leads them to the confinement room.

This armor, activates the skills of the Intimidation system, seems to change some shapes and colors, making it ideal for threats. It is a super useless feature that allows me to express my intention that I am angry.

The conductor showed a willingness to resist only in the first place to make such a threat. However, when I saw Uncle Borderline's appearance, he decided that the minutes were just bad. He was going to show me around a lot.

Hidden room in the basement...... at some point there is such a thing as a holding room, you have a glimpse of the darkness of the kingdom aristocracy. What do you usually use it for? Plus, it comes with a gimmick of concealed doors and concealed switches to activate them. If I hadn't let you guide me, it might have taken me a while to explore.

Down a stone staircase, take a jittery narrow passage. Just looking at it here doesn't make a big difference to the dungeon.

Is it because it's an underground tunnel, or there are parts that get extremely narrow. I could see in the back that Gowen was having difficulty with a lower ceiling than his back. It seems spicy to move, but it's impossible to escape unless it's just another path without all that clearance. Since this was the main road, I would definitely like to ask for a lid role.

Along the way, there was a guy who looked a little strong, like a caution stick, waiting, but he punched him without a front door and finished. I don't want to talk to you.

Moving on as I was guided, there was a luxurious decorative door in the creepy basement.

Inside is a living room like a waiting room. Several aristocratic people are drinking in the room where the couch was placed.

I don't know what the hell kind of room it's used for, but is it a rest stop or something for the people who torture it? Where there is alcohol, it can also be a place to welcome customers.

But it's the noble mansion that evacuated here, isn't it? Anyway, isn't it usually burglary?

"Phew, Philo...... S...!?"

"Lydin......"

One of them, a man wearing no armor but a flashy outfit when he did it, was stunned to see Philos. Apparently I know him.

Did you judge the situation by looking at the mysterious all-body armor and the worn out guide, and in an instant that look turned into fear?

"What the hell!! What about the mercenaries out there!!"

One of the guys who was drinking screams, but I forgot about those mobs.

This guy always releases an aura of trinkets, but I guess a man like Lydin is the mastermind.

I'm going to put that guy behind me for now and disable the other guys as miserably as I can so I can get the information right. The trick is to make them scream and make sure they ring loud when breaking bones. While I fought, I stayed silent all the time, but that would scare me more. And when there was only one person standing, the man called Lydin opened up again or started laughing with his face pale.

"Ha, ha, ha, what is this, huh? The slumming poor has grown so great."

You still don't understand this situation, what started was an outrage at Philos.

If you think you've heard anything, it's the dialogue Jail was imitating. You do look alike. I'm good.

"... shouldn't you take a good look around, anyway about me?

The first thing we have to check is this overwhelming difference in power. No matter how you scratch, you have no chance of winning. I'm good enough alone.

Next, the situation. The exit is blocked and it's impossible to escape. And the last would be the most problematic.

"Are you from Allegia? The second son of the Viscount has become so great. … are you the mastermind of this case?"

"What..."

Lydin's gaze is removed from Philos and directed at a half giant blocking the back exit. To an old man with a beard on his arm, to be exact.

"Border... Bo"

Borderline uncles become the supreme power of the Knights of the Kingdom Expeditionary Army in this territory, even as an army, in such a way that they cannot be compared as nobles.

If it was just us, there would have been a way to scratch our feet by calling for a shove robber, but with someone like that, we couldn't escape. There is no justification for this guy in the first place, and there is no way that a guy who is not a master or a man can say anything to Uncle Borderline.

"Oh, yeah! Uncle Borderline, we are capturing Lardin's secret detective behind this..."

"An idiot. I'll find out what you did! You too, your father!! Non will slap you himself."

Seems to have switched in the direction of fabricating facts, but that doesn't make this situation any better. I can't dress up while being held by a big man, but words alone will convey the anger of a borderline uncle.

"No matter how many frontier uncles, they cut off my father directly..."

"It doesn't matter. Non decided. I will crush your house by hanging everything from Non. Your father didn't like it for a long time. [M] All parents and children are interrupting..."

I don't know what Borderline Uncle's power is, but don't feel like it's going to be anything given his relationship with the Labyrinth City. Maybe mixed personal grievances. That's what I'm saying, but personally, I want to support you, too. Something's upsetting.

"Listen, Uncle Neighborhood, I..."

"Good enough. Shut up. Demon, please do it."

"Aisa."

I don't know why you use reverence on me, but I'm asking you to do me a favor. You'll have to ask.

Even if I did my eyes on Philos, there's no particular way to stop him. I rather have a terribly cold eye for not just saying 'I'm calling you something, but I don't know you'.

This guy will be waiting to hear a lot about the situation, and should I keep my arm in the fold?

As soon as I broke my bones, a noisy scream sounded, but I stepped on my stomach once extra to do it and I grew old. He also says he passed out.

Then we go in to search the room.

There seems to be more than one room to be tortured, leaving only Gowen on the spot as a lookout, and we decided to split up and look for the target.

An iron lattice like a shop would have made it easy to see inside, but unfortunately it's a private room. If I do, a strict iron door is blocking the room.

There will be no more complaints right now, so I tackle and smash.

The first room is empty. In the characteristic air mixed with blood and other kinds of objects, there are also objects that look like torture equipment, but there are no organisms.

It's a bad hobby room that a normal person would certainly look up to. I don't want to stay long if I don't need you.

The second room is equally empty.

And when I broke through the door of the third room, it smelled like thick blood on my nose, unlike previous rooms.

Inside there is one naked man who has been slapped. I can see countless cuts and bruising marks all over my body. There was a large piece of equipment rolling around in the room, like a siege weapon, which could not be called very torture equipment.

... the man is fortunately still alive. Damn, it's not the worst, but it's in terrible shape.

"Whoa! It's ok!?"

"Oh... oh, aren't you the leader...? It's been a day."

It was Sarjes who was being blamed.... Why not?

Is that the wrong information about a liaison role from Lardin? and uncheck strangely harsh sarges restraints while questioning. Confirmed in Nursing, HP is 0, and numerous abnormalities such as < laceration > and < fracture > can be confirmed as status. … Oh, is this weapon group a substitute for smashing through HP? What kind of torture is that?

"So what are you doing?"

"There's a lot going on... Is that what the leaders came in for?"

That's all I have to say, I've lost my mind due to extreme fatigue.

Sargess is not in a position to stand, but if he's an adventurer, he's not in a state of death. Leave me alone and look for another room.

Shortly thereafter, it was confirmed that the subject man had been captured in the room examined by Mr. Glenn. He's not dead, but the situation is nowhere near Sargess. Even as far as I could see with my eyes, I could see more wounds than Sargess, and one arm amputated. Seems possible on this spot if it's just a bond, but I don't see a disconnected tip. We'll have to restore it with magic or something.

What we need in this place for now is first aid. While waiting for Bennett and the others called in "The Tale of Reading," Mr. Glenn carried out therapeutic magic and had it transported as it was.

"Damn, bad chest shit"

Mr. Glenn was unusual and malicious. I agree.... maybe everyone on this scene will be.

Pack it in the carriage where you have prepared a flavor of the fainted killer and send it to the residence of the Knights of the Kingdom.

Afterwards, Borderline Uncle himself participated in the inquiry and began asking questions that he didn't hate about the violence in the name of… With both Sarjes and the liaison man out of his mind, the only information that could be collected was from a single killer, but that gave us an idea of the general history of the case.

A guard of this city was patrolling in the middle of the night, detaining a man who had been in contact as a liaison for the brave after disarming him. He wanted to get in touch with the Labyrinth City, so after a brief investigation, he was going to contact Uncle Borderline or his deputy. I can't prove it for sure, but I was able to confirm the face and audio of the brave man himself with the magic item the man had, so I reported it to the guard's immediate superior. The superior officer is Lydin's subordinate and it's the beginning of the matter. Apparently, a group of people who didn't have a good impression of the labyrinth city came together to cover up information, detain and imprison their liaison officers, and then hang them for torture.

It's a complete personal grudge, and there's no point in it. He tortured his opponents, almost irrelevant to the Labyrinth City, with a sense of entertainment.

All I can say is that I'm just an idiot, but this one party, they had a priori who had been abducting citizens for half of these plays for a long time. That's what happened on the extension line. I guess they only had a sense of degree, which would have been interesting if they could have been a little annoying in a labyrinth city they hated at best.

"In short, he's a stupid pleasure killer with power. Dead is better for the world."

"Uh, I don't deny it. Honestly, I agree.... I heard rumors, but I never thought it was that bad"

Philos was also harassed by bad behavior and just by the organization, but he still didn't know his nature.

I used witchcraft to force him to vomit his sins, and even the Wang capital has kidnapped, murdered, more than double digits. It seems to have been forcibly wiped out by the position and power of the Viscount. Just a few questions, but this is it. There's also the possibility that more bad facts would come up if we did a full investigation.

So far, there's only evidence of Lydin's own words, but our Lord seems to be a similar person. Well, let's go to hell together.

Also, it was legal just to say about that aside. It looks like a mansion owned by the home of one of its members, and it wasn't occupied without permission. One way or another, we're the robbers.

I'm just pretty sure if you tap it, you'll get tons of dust, more than you're creating such a full-fledged torture room. The nobility of being evacuated has also been exposed to evil deeds.

The nobleman seems to be the stepchild of Borderline Uncle, but he will not take refuge. Instead, he's going to cut himself off.

"After all, what was Sargess?

"I hear he went to help for once."

Yesterday, he was playing in a suspicious store on the back streets of this city... where he heard a story about a messenger from Lardin being abducted.

Initiating an investigation only gathers uncertain information. All I know is that the liaison officer is a brave man's associate. So I can't really be sure, but whatever the outcome of the investigation, there's a suspicious place to think about, so I forced myself inside, and it's how I got the guy in the liaison taken hostage and locked up the other way around.

I don't know where he got it from, but what he was holding was pretty sturdy. It's hard to destroy from the inside out no matter how much adventurer power you have.

In addition, the hostages could be killed by fleeing, so they couldn't escape and continued to be tortured as they were.... I want to believe I didn't have an evil idea.

"In his case, I honestly can't praise you, but it's fine play."

The rescue has failed, but it's highly likely that he spared the liaison man's death.

It was a terrible situation that led to death in the next step. It would have made sense if the assailant's hands had just dispersed. You can tell from that group of weapons that it would have taken a long time to sharpen Sargess's HP.

"You should have known Sargess wasn't here."

"He'll be gone soon, and in the event of an emergency, he contacted me in" Reading Story "... it was a long way off"

Talk can talk to each other if the skill activation side connects.

It must have been our mistake to keep the damage contained just because we were in regular contact. Reflection.

-2 -

There was a harsh atmosphere in the meeting room.

I understand that Mr. Night Light has not been able to swallow the situation, but it must be a bad one.

Mr. Glenn is clearly angry. I know that wasn't directed at the borderline uncle sitting across the street, but I'm still scared.

Philos standing next to me is in a bad mood, too. I guess I have all sorts of complex emotions from looking at the organizations I belonged to in the past, but also at the useless parts of my former colleagues.

Mr. Bennett standing behind me is the coolest. Quietly awaiting a report on the situation in "Reading Tales".

The worst part is the borderline uncle sitting across from Mr. Glenn. It is a state in which the soul is hanging out of its mouth, obviously flailing. Having an incompetent subordinate makes management difficult.

"I've spared the worst case for now, but it's a slightly problematic situation"

I'm just saying it's not the worst because I wasn't dead, and the problem is there's a mountain or so.

The same is true of the fact that the contact man has not been able to obtain information in a situation where he has not yet woken up, and it is possible that he will go mad even if he wakes up. They may also manage to go hand in hand with the treatment of injuries, but even labyrinth city technology does not heal mental wounds.

As for Sargess...... well it doesn't matter. He's asleep now, but he's basically fine. I wonder if you're even dreaming of being whipped.

"Hey, Night Light, can you do something about it?"

Uncle Borderline asks Mr. Night Light for his last favor. It sounds like a killer fighting freak, but it's the last conscience for Uncle Borderline.

"Well... I'd like to ask you about this situation, but the case Glenn and the others are working on..."

"Direct request from the Dungeon Master."

"Uh, Uncle Neighborhood, I'm sorry. Hey, there's nothing I can do with my authority. It seems more important than the victory or defeat of war."

"... no"

Close to an implicit understanding, the requests we have made are more important than the reinforcements the Alliance has ordered from the Kingdom.

Dammus' name means us adventurers, and the closer we get to the top, the more intense it means. This is the level at which Mr. Night Light, who doesn't know the details, can provide an instant response.

He's the ultimate weapon we can't fight when we're in a bunch. I would also feel that Borderline Uncle sucks somehow.

"It's not as bad as it sounds, so you won't physically have a frontier uncle's neck flying or a kingdom gone, but you'll still need to wear a kejime"

"What, is that their neck? Then you can take as many as you want.... Non can do it directly."

Anything is going to make me go hunting my neck.

"The treatment of them, in retrospect... the matter of moving to the labyrinth city, which Uncle Borderline has been dealing with for a long time, is going to go blank with your daughter's marriage"

"Stupid... there's an old age for those guys..."

Borderline uncle, were you going to move to the labyrinth city? That would make me desperate to get in the mood.

"No more failures are tolerated. I got stuck out of it, but I need to negotiate with 'Roctre' successfully at all costs.... Bennett, how's the liaison looking?

"Earlier, I heard from you in" The Tale of Reading, "but it looks like your life has nothing else to say."

Mr. Bennett, who had refrained behind him, answers pale. That's good news. The part that would do anything if it wasn't dead is huge.

"I just need the information I found out at the moment, so please report it."

"Yes, I will report. The name of the liaison officer is São Goro. Relevance to the brave is unknown, but according to the labyrinth city database information, a mercenary from Lardin. Neither he himself, nor the mercenary regiment to which he belongs, are they as famous as they are inside or below? In line with this war, every mercenary regiment seems to have been incorporated into the Royal Lardin Army."

I always thought you were poor looking, but were you a mercenary?

"The trauma is the loss of the left arm from the middle, as well as the loss of the right eyeball, multiple fractures, including both legs, countless cuts and whip marks all over the body...... most of which are new wounds, so it seems they were put on in this incarceration. … it was a serious injury that wasn't strange to be dead"

Even if the intention was to prolong the torture because of its proximity to delightful criminals, they wouldn't have received decent treatment in that situation. Seems like they had minimal hemostasis, but it's not weird that ordinary people would be shocked to death.

"Sargess, you're going to be in a form that you helped me with. If it wasn't for him, it could have been dead."

"... I don't know what you think, but don't end up like that"

Even Mr. Glenn, who understands Sargess's sexuality, can't deny the results. Mr. Night Light's opinion would be natural.

I guess the ideal development was for Sarjes to call for reinforcements without acting alone, but the situation did not allow it. Alternatively, there may have been too many undetermined matters at the point of entry.

It's fine play, but for some reason, it's a result I can't let go and praise. 'Cause he was worn out, but he definitely enjoyed it.

"What can I do about Mr. Sarjes? Injuries are self-repairing with HP, but you will have fatigue"

"... well, put him to sleep"

It's super complicated, but you're a meritorious man and you're hesitant to wake me up. If things change and I run out of hands, I can't help but wake you up.

"Considering that if it weren't for him, there might not have been a life for Non, I'd have to thank him individually.... Can you tell me what he might want later?

"Ha... I'll ask him in person"

It is true that Uncle Borderline was helped, but how would you like to thank him? Glenn's answer is also poorly toothed.... I guess I should slap you with a whip.

"Is it possible to restore Mr. Sangolo's arms and eyeballs here?

"Restoration alone is possible, but the magician in charge of the treatment said that considering the after-effects and rehabilitation, it would be better to transport them to the labyrinth city."

"Well... you better be as polite as you can, so make arrangements"

"Understood."

When it comes to therapeutic witchcraft, there are more limitations than this is not home.

Especially since most of the Expeditionary Force are intermediate ranked. I don't know how advanced the restoration of physical defects is, but it would be better to treat it with proper equipment.

"You're waiting for Mr. Corgolo's treatment for now. Bennett, if you hear from me, report it as a matter of priority."

Copy that, sir.

With that said, Mr. Bennett left as he was.

"What shall we do with the perpetrators?"

"The death penalty would be good. I'm holding them captive, but I don't even have the food to feed them."

Borderline uncle is short-circuited.

However, given what I did this time, and the aftermath that came out in large numbers, they said the death penalty would not be spared. Even the aristocrats said it would be difficult to flip this.

It's like selling a fight from the front to Borderline Uncle and Labyrinth City, so no one will help you.

"But... the power of the adventurer should be in front of you, but you never lose that kind of idiot."

"I'm pretty sure those guys are stupid, but those guys never try to admit it. In them the schematic of the kingdom nobility being an absolute power and otherwise unconditionally obeying is consolidated.... it would be easier if you guys could rule, including the Empire. You may speak to the king from the throne."

"Is this a diagnosis of the overthrow of the nation... a statement that I don't think is a great nobleman of the kingdom"

"Don't tear it up.... The King understands, so I won't say no. You might think it would be easier to get out of the pressure."

You'll have the strength to do just that. I don't do it because I'm not attracted to it. You won't want to be forced to run a territory more than the goal of Dammus is to return to Earth, and there's no way all your opponents will honestly follow suit. Everything is complete in that city, so it wouldn't be like that without any further benefit. I don't think I'd do it at the top.

"We're two tops for troublesome smells and super extremists, right? I think it would be wise to stop."

"You're a labyrinth city water witch... I used to be a grown-up..."

Two tops is about Dammus and the wife of... Dammus?

Is he a radical person, because the annoying smell is probably Dammus?... He said the kingdom would be gone, so that sounds like it.

"Don't be an adventurer, not a migrant anymore..."

Uncle Borderline fell to the table. The tone is already devoid of pieces of majesty. It's not "Become."

"… Borderline uncle himself… he is capable of being a soldier, so if there is a problem, he is about his age."

"With the jewel of rejuvenation, we'll figure it out. I'm honestly tired of the days I keep getting stomach damage in the kingdom."

"You'll be physically damaging instead of the mental damage to your stomach, but if that's still good, even after you give up the housekeeper to your son..."

"... dammit, that'll take a long time to take over.... We talked about it when we drank, but I want to throw it all away already"

"We're not kingdom nobles, so I don't mind fooling around, but then the kingdom will have a lot of trouble."

"There are too many people who are going through that civil war and don't understand the situation. No busy talent."

Uncle Borderline's inheritance of the governor is such a big event. Besides, it takes time on a yearly basis to think about taking over the business.

Considering the adventurer debut from there... don't be a long story. I have a family, and it would be tough to be an adventurer, including even a concubine. Never impossible, but a little unrealistic.

"If you're going to be an adventurer, you should start by working out again in advance."

"I don't care how many arms I have to work out again in earnest? I hear you're new here, Philos, but you're the number one ex-Knights, right? Without that kind of strength, is it unsavory?

"No, because he's good. Your neighbor, Demon, is making his synchronized debut, but they're both top notch excellence in history."

Not as good as that. Praise me more.

"... wait a minute. Are you new here?

"Right. He came to Labyrinth City six months ago."

"... I see, I don't know why you're dressed like that, but I do know who you are"

Mr. Night Light seems to have figured out who I am. I knew you'd know his name pretty well.... I don't like it if they think it's my kind.

"You need to stand in that realm in six months... you're a horrible adventurer"

What Borderline Uncle thinks of would be moving to the Mansion or fighting.... I don't think it's a good idea to be an adventurer.

"You won't have to think of them as criteria. If you're just debating, the hurdles are lower."

"Those two, or Gowen, who was with you until just now, are a bit prominent, but the level of newcomers is high these days, isn't it? It's not like it was when we were kids."

"Well, if you're too relaxed, they'll reach the sword blade sooner than you."

"It's not much of a joke.... Now anyway, I don't know what's going on in a year"

With that said, Mr. Night Light looks here. It's not either way, it's a price tag for both of us. Or maybe he's watching the whole new adventurer through us.

"Actually, I'm personally most afraid of Mr. Sword Blade's daughter."

Mr. Sword Blade's daughter... you mean Phosphor?

"She hasn't decided to be an adventurer yet," she said.

"... it will, absolutely. I don't know who my parents are, but there's no way I can keep that talent locked up."

That's a lot of credit. The talents are just heard from Mr. Blade, and he was just a girl who was so normal... overconfident.

"Well, that's why you're welcome if Uncle Borderline is going to be an adventurer. It's better to feel around than to use your power to migrate."

"It's just a thought. I don't know if it's gonna happen."

"They used to be powerful, didn't they? It might be interesting to be an adventurer after you move."

"It was over twenty years ago that I was conceited of the powerful. The nose that was stretched was broken from the ground up in the Civil War."

Apparently, the claw marks from the Civil War are deeply engraved on this man as well.

Well, looks like it's been a chat, and I'd like to go out for lunch... Lunch time is running out, but if we go to the dining room, they'll have something for us.

But no one tries to leave. Blah, I'm not interested in talking about Uncle Neighborhood becoming an adventurer...

Thinking about how to exit, the door was knocked and Mr. Bennett came in again.

"Excuse me."

"What's the matter, Mr. Corgolo woke up?

"No, the Knights are better off visiting Uncle Borderline... may I let you through"

"Well... shall we take our seats off?

"No, you stay. There's nothing more troubling than being asked."

It was a man who looked familiar that Mr. Bennett showed me into the room. It's Jail, who hasn't seen his face in the last few days. I was upset that Philos and I were in the room, but I got my mind back on it and faced Uncle Borderline.

"What's up, Grodell?"

"No... it's that emergency."

I'm not responding well when it comes to urgency.... Oh, because it's a secret story, do you care that we're here?

"Just say it, if you're here, no problem."

"So... the Lydins in custody have escaped."

Uncle Borderline collapsed into Jail's bomb statement.

-3-

Is there a problem with the security system that you just captured but quickly escaped, or was it that you didn't detain yourself on the labyrinth city side from the start?

Anyway, Borderline uncle fell in shock at the overly dodgy system. Seems to be a stressful gastritis, so I have treated it easily, but my hard work is immeasurable. If I were you, I'd be so disoriented that I'd want to throw everything out and run away.

During the war, that's also a situation about what you're doing at the front line base, but you can't just not search. For its part, the kingdom was to mobilize even ordinary soldiers to begin the search. That is the great search that drives us all the way out to the vacation people.

"What do we do?

"I'm sure I have to catch you, but putting aside the emotional stuff, it's not a priority."

"Right."

In Mr Corgolo's case, there was also urgency because he could have been killed, but if the criminals had just escaped, there would have been no significant adverse effects.

Individuals are cracked, so it is possible to use magic to search for them later. Mr. Glenn knows that too, so he's in for a break at his usual place.

In this case, the worst possible case would be retaliation.

It's not particularly problematic if we're the target, but it's dangerous if they're after Mr. Sangoro and Uncle Borderline, so we put adventurers on guard. Even for Sargess at once.

"... bad, a little good?

I thought I was out searching after the report, and Jail came back. The face is unusual and serious.

"I didn't know what to say on that occasion, but there's another better place to guard it. … you might want to protect it."

Do you mean protection? Who is it?

"Fio."

"Why is Philos' childhood tame... oh, Philos' face is seen, so it's irrelevant"

Besides, he's a subject of ordinary people and not even alert.

"But I don't think they know anything about Fio... no, you have some basis too"

"Yeah, I don't know where I looked it up, but I heard them talking about Fio a few days ago. I was going to report it, but with all this noise."

"No, good, thank God.... I'll talk to the captain for a second."

Phyllos, who says so, was normal in his voice, but his eyes are not laughing. Now I'm going to kill Lydin with a smile on my face.

"As long as it's done, I know what's going on."

Explain the matter to Mr. Glenn, who was drinking tea. But when I heard the story, I didn't seem particularly anxious.

"Sorry, I don't know how to deal with these situations"

"... Actually, they have something like a magical transmitter on them. Because of this, I was hoping to seize some kind of crime scene and make their death penalty firm..."

I generally imagined it too calmly, but they weren't destined to escape Hannah.

They say they are now underground on the outskirts of the city, positionally. Maybe he has an aside in a different place than this scene.

"Share your location and, whenever possible, summon the adventurers to multiply the bounty from my pocket money"

"Is that good?

"I'm a little angry, too. … to the extent that I sympathize with Uncle Borderline"

That guy's the most miserable, isn't he? The harm is too great.

"Well, from the current position, it will take time to raid anywhere.... as for getting ready, does Philos have a drop point view?

"Drop point?... I can't believe that if you hold them and change them as they are, they will be executed as they are."

I don't really mean to pinch your mouth, but I guess that's the place.

They... Especially Lydin, the mastermind, no longer has the only way to live in exile. Still, it's the labyrinth city that chases them. It is easy if it even comes with a transmitter.

"I know Lydin can't help being put to death, but I thought the rest would take the form of getting him to judge according to the laws of the kingdom."

"Then it's just that the sinners of the kingdom will be judged by the laws of the kingdom. I want to demand something as a labyrinth city."

Do you mean Fumiko or something?

"For example, what..."

"Right... I don't know if you want them as the Knights of the Kingdom, so it's easy to make them all live in the King's Capital with limbs..."

"Hey, wait a minute! Why are you waiting for such an intense trick? I don't know if he's a man, but he mixed the sons of the noblemen."

Super scary. Why do you say that all of a sudden, Sarah?

You mean to do more than just do what Mr. Sangoro did? Don't let Wang Du become the capital of death just because of the number of people.

"... but there's nothing too much to do with these hands. So they can understand their relationship with the Labyrinth City and their fears."

"It would be too intense for everyone to do that."

"I'm still moderate among the < Arc Sabres >... and I'm not the only one. This is a situation where someone close to you could be attacked."

Now what did the other four moderates do?

"That's right... you're not going to be able to prevent it."

"Now, will you destroy each of their parents' homes? There is no blood coming from this. I hear the kingdom wants to organize too many aristocrats these days. Just fine."

Blood may not flow, but don't cut it off. Borderline uncle may die from taking over business or territory.

"Well, that's still excessive... You mean damage to everyone's parents' homes, right? More than two digits of nobility will be cut off."

"Then what do you want to do? You can lick it just to the point of change. Even with me, I want to avoid that. We should be clear here so that the next problem doesn't arise."

"Right, right"

Philos doesn't seem to be working because he heard too much radical opinions. No alternatives come up. Where has that cold eyed Mr. Philos gone?

I'm looking at something here... and don't ask anyone who was below the average citizen for help.... I can't help it.

"I think some of the other guys have plenty of room for circumstance, as I leave him alone because there's nothing he can do about it, right? They won't take their lives until they destroy their homes, and it's too much."

"But it's going to leave its roots in the future. More than living in the Wang capital, it's not safe to tame Philos."

Sure don't need aftercare for Fio. I know it's okay, but it doesn't necessarily mean the people involved won't show up for retaliation by putting aside time.

"Even for me, I'd like to avoid Fio doing something to me."

"... If there's a man in there, why don't you scrap him and make allowance for all of them? If you're not a nobleman, it'll be easier."

If you lower your stature to the general public, you can kill without much influence when you try to do something again. The mysterious assassin will kill you. I think this is a rather drastic opinion.

"In the past, you've planned to destroy a labyrinth city after that. How about a little more coercion?

Wouldn't you normally think about how easy this kind of thing can be? Why try to take more drastic means?... Philos, I'm sweating cold.

"So what would you do if, for example, you were the other four < Arc Sabre >?

"Mostly that unit itself will disappear"

…………

That's right, I'm a donkey too.

Um. Were they that noisy?

"Of course, I wouldn't do that if you handled it decently, but other than kingdoms and empires... the smaller countries like the wood end, the more they lick us and take a joke response"

Well, I don't think they're the kind of people who get violent when they don't do anything, but is it that bad?... No way, is kingdom still better than this?

"If it was a sword blade or me, I could do it to this extent, but the other three are radical. Dadaka goes to beat up not only the troops, but the Knights main body. Though participating as a mercenary, Riharito silently attaches himself to the enemy side. Elmia is the most flashy. Though the situation is, he has destroyed one small country." Castle Drop "is an alias and an expedition ban has been issued."

What are you doing? These people. You're too free. Was castle dropping about Hermia?

"Please, stop this guy," Philos sends in a hot rush, but you do something about it. You're the leader of your regiment.

"Then let's go a little more serene. Philos, Jail was talking about Count Okama's son."

"Oh, oh, I'm not a man, but you are. He's one of the few friends in the Knights that we've gotten along. Oh, yeah, the Knights have friends too."

No, I won't have to put up such a line of prevention to harm Jail or the Knights themselves.

"Is there a nobleman by the name of Count Okama? Don't make a big deal out of Japanese."

"No, the Okama is just what Tsuna says, it's the Earl of Grodel's house"

"... So no way, are you really a wolf?... Oh, speaking of which, I've heard from Uncle Borderline that there are people like that. Was he the finance minister?"

"My brother was bought there before, and we'll use Jail and his handouts to give them the Okama Hell of a sentence."

"Oh, what's that?"

Looks like Philos has questioned his brother's story, but it's through there.

If you're going to feed the wolf, it's going to take the form of destroying your dignity as a man, but it's plain on the surface. Out of sight, the fierceness may vanish and quiet. You can take anything. I don't know what to say.

"You're the type to attack with a medium change sphere, you are. It's a solemn method that I haven't heard of much, but it seems like it would be beneficial and effective for its Count. Shall we send someone from the Labyrinth City?"

"It's good to hear that some of the men in that hand belong to the Muscle Brothers."

"Yes, no, that's as much as it takes..."

I don't know anymore. The race was thrown inside what Philos was bringing. If you want to stop it, come up with an alternative.

"Then the people whose death sentences are not confirmed will change, and you'll be sentenced to Okama after the inquest. Let's just say I'm going to have a discussion with Uncle Borderline."

"Hey...... no, nandemonaides"

Philos tried to hang a stop on the lightness of too much footwork, but soon the hand pulled in. I guess I couldn't find an alternative. In fact, don't solve the problem.

Mr. Glenn leaves the room looking a little fun, and we're both left on the spot.

"Tsuna, are we still having a little fun?

"Don't leave it to me in the first place. Either that or it's your problem."

I don't care that every Knights is gone. I don't know if it's bad for Jail, but he's coming to Labyrinth City.

"Well, if you leave it to Mr. Glenn alone, everyone involved was definitely dead, 'cause his parents are going to take a lot of damage, too. Isn't that a little better?

"Better yet......... Is this better? Let the guilty man at least not die."

You're on the damaged side, but you worry about the other guy? You'll be fine, you'll be a fine occama dancer. Let's go check it out when we're on stage.

"What about Fio?"

The killers should think about it, no matter what they do. Resentment is contagious. I don't know where the hand of vengeance reaches from.

"Even if I had a master, I would leave him in the kingdom... Bring him to the labyrinth city..."

"Is Fio also an adventurer's quality?

Like Jail, if you support him from above, he's going to manage his debut position.

"... we worked out together under the same master, so there's nothing there....... do you want me to marry you and move you like Gaul"

Marriage is... Philos, isn't it?... this guy is getting married!? It's a very thoughtful story. Was marriage such an easy thing?

"As it is, well, I think if you're good... what about the GP you use to migrate? You're not enough."

"I guess I'll talk to the captain there. Although I'm basically not allowed to borrow GP in the clan. I think there was a subsidy system if we were to get married."

There are usually many restrictions on the transfer of GPs, but I think they were quite loose in the case of objects subject to this kind of procedure. It's not strange to have such a system.

"Do you want me to replace you? I'm just out of it."

It's a delicate point to expand the clan, but it should be enough for Gaul to tell us what we need to migrate. The Crusade Bonus is not Dada.

"I may not be asking you to help me out earlier, but I don't really want to owe you that kind of debt. So is GP, especially the money."

"I'll just lend it to you. Give it back to me in 10% increments. Or lend me one, so you can help me when I'm in trouble."

"Hmm...... ok. I'll talk to the captain, but if there's nothing I can do, please."

It would be nice if I gave it to you as a wedding celebration, but then Gaul would have to think about it.

... No, nothing tastes worse on him either. I need to think about the wedding celebration...... looks like I'm not doing the wedding, and what's good about it? Like a brush?

Let's talk about that afterwards.

The action they took was a raid on Fio, as Jail's concern was. Apparently, he decided that Philos would be the bargaining material because of his presence there.

But there's no way they could do anything about the adventurer they were waiting for, and they were all held captive for nothing.

After that, change to Wangdu as planned. In order to prevent escape, Mr. Glenn has purposefully applied magical procedures.

The number of Knights has decreased and it has become quite refreshing, but with or without the Knights now, there will be no such thing as a battle station. Looks like the ones who stayed are relatively serious, or rather, disciplined and more efficient.

Several people, including Lydin, have the death penalty confirmed. He said that he would be cut off from his house after being pursued for the rest of his crimes. He said he would crush Uncle Borderline even if he died, so he would no longer be able to escape. I might stay about the name.

Otherwise, most go straight into the barn. Relatively minor men were also expelled and sold to Count Grodell. Fortunately, there was no noble man among the murderers? There seems to be no inheritance problem with the governor.

As for Fio, just in case, he was to be protected in the quarters of the Labyrinth City Expeditionary Force. I only told him the brief circumstances and kept the details hidden, but he honestly followed me.

Until the end of the expedition, he will not be able to leave the room and will be almost under house arrest, but he is apparently tongue-in-cheek at the dishes served. He is a successful child.

-4-

And the day after the opening of the long event. There was a report that Mr Corgolo woke up.

There was already Mr. Glenn when he entered the room where four members, me and Mr. Philos, Gowen and Mr. Carrot, used him as a hospital room, except Sargess.

He seemed to have explained the situation earlier, but he also seemed to have little mental damage from torture in his appearance. There seems to be no conversation at all.

Have you been treated? You have both arms and eyes. However, he still can't move his arms, even if they're connected, and his eyes seem to be pretty sighted. Adventurers will be able to move quickly, but the average person seems to be on their own.

"Ha, it's more than Belen expected. I can't believe this is going to heal."

He needs rehab, but if he goes back to the labyrinth city, it won't take long for him to move, and his eyesight will be restored, so he doesn't care. Instead, wouldn't it be healthier?

"Is that Belen the name of the brave man in the example?

"Oh, Berenvar, the brave man Laden summoned from another world. Roctre is a fake name."

I don't know if that's the brave man's own knowledge or Lardin's, but he seems to recognize that this is a different world.

"What kind of relationship do you have with that Mr. Beren?

"Nothing. Hey. I'm just a colleague who had a lot of opportunities to talk. I don't even think we're friends over there."

It's a dangerous bridge to cross.

"... to be honest, I didn't expect to see you like this, but I'm prepared to do some mercenary work."

I don't think all the mercenaries are ready for that. He just said some pretty irresponsible things about the mercenaries who came to the tavern.

"So, you think you've done this?

"Oh.... I don't know, it's him, he's clumsy. The way of life is too clumsy to look at. I can't help but let it out like I used to look at myself.... It would help if you didn't tell me in person because I'm ashamed"

I'm tearing it up and saying it, but maybe I mean it. A chimpy look, but Mr. Corgolo's eyes seemed sincere, answering so.

I don't know Mr. Berenvar, and I don't know what Mr. Sangolo feels, but this man felt he was acting according to his senses, otherwise in return.

I'm saying it's my old self, but the way I live now would probably be clumsy. I think he's a likeable person.

I'm sure you're unhappy at a stage where you're being abducted by another world, but for Mr. Berenvar, you must have been fortunate to meet this man.

"Then our members are here, too. Let's sort things out."

"Oh... but I don't have much information."

The brave man Mr. Sangolo is listening to...... there are only two demands of Berenvar.

One is the de-cursion of Summoner Satina's death. This is the best neck, and they've come into contact with labyrinth cities that are likely to have spell-related skills.

The other is the protection of Satina and Berenvar. Nothing wrong with this one. Rather, it is our purpose.

From what I hear, I still don't seem to have any certainty with the summoner. It also sounds more like a good relationship. Maybe it can be between outgoing lovers.... Is the problem still with the sorcerer?

"Negotiate with the person what Belen can pay for. I'm just a liaison."

"Our aim is to protect him. You won't have to negotiate."

"That would be nice...... so who seems to be able to decurse the key?

"Glass Niglem's spell level can be de-cursed with any item you have, but just in case you come to this base, take those who are best at spells."

"You even know the name of that magician..."

On the contrary, there are red vegetables stuck in the royal castle right now.

Looks like we can get the summoner out of here, so maybe after we rendezvous with Mr. Berenvar, we can get him somewhere safe.

"So, can you tell me where and when you plan to rendezvous with Mr. Berenvar?"

"Oh, uh, it's easier to understand if you have a map, but do you have a simple map that you can publish and not have a problem with? It's good enough for ordinary people to buy it. If you don't have something to write about..."

Being in a labyrinth city drives the feeling crazy, but detailed maps are inherently confidential and only used by the military and other agencies. A lord like Uncle Borderline would have created a map of his territory, but it's still quite simple.

Ms. Glenn did not read the air and widened the map of the vicious accuracy sold in the labyrinth city.

"Hey, what the hell!! Instead of this neighborhood, even Laden's Royal Castle... you know what I mean?"

"You can write directly in this pen"

"Oh... I don't know what's going on anymore... it's all gone."

I don't know what way you're making it, but as far as its different accuracy goes, I'm not surprised they say you're exploring it with satellites.

Mr. Corgolo was confused, but it didn't take long to find a place he knew, albeit at a different angle of view.

"Here and... here. You can mark it in advance because I draw the mark. I hear Belen's set up a trick so we can see what's going on in the vicinity."

"... two places?

"Yeah, the flat over here is more fateful, but I also have a spare point for a possible deployment of troops. This is a rocky place almost out of people's hands. First, there's no shadow."

Pretty far away, but I guess that's the critical distance you can travel within the rendezvous time.

"... and when is the meeting time?

"Oh bad...... I don't even know how many days it is today...... you're not past it"

Seriously.... I was imprisoned, so can't you tell me the date?

Teaching in the calendar used in the kingdom doesn't seem to have passed yet.... but it's not past.

"It's today... I was so locked up in that place."

Hi. Apparently the appointment for the meeting is today. Besides, the scheduled time is between sunset and a few hours after sunset. I don't have much time.

"Let's split into two hands. Philos and Gowen for point A, and Tuna for point B, you and Vivian."

More than just having two or more candidates, that's natural...

"What does Mr. Glenn do?

"Find the night light and then rendezvous"

"Mr. Night Light?

"He's not an expert, but he's the best at spells on this base. If the curse is involved, as Mr Sangolo put it, it would be better to take him from the beginning"

I see. I hope we can get in touch for now. It's quicker to talk to someone with knowledge.

"If one of you comes into contact with the subject, rendezvous with him on the Reading Talk. We don't have much time until sundown, so let's hurry."

Because the Philos side does not have the means to do so, it will communicate using magic items. This one has no problem because Mr. Carrot can use "Reading Tales".

Sargess... if she can't, there won't be anything she can't take, but she doesn't have time. Now is more time than war. It's unlikely to be a battle as far as I can hear it, and it would be nice to be able to rendezvous even as we head to King Laden Capital.

"Philos and the others are flatlands, so you can use the carriage."

"That helps... but what about the Tunas?

"This one's in the mountains. Either way, I just have to run along the way. Mr. Carrot, I'll take care of it."

"Responsible,"

That's what happened when we headed to the mansion, but you've only been running lately.

-5-

"Around here..."

The marathon runner also made his way to the point at a surprising rate, as a result of which he arrived before sunset.

The influence of Mr. Carrot's conferred witchcraft is also great. I almost fell for it until I got used to it, but the time could have been considerably shortened. Ever since we got into the mountains, it's been an action game to avoid rocks and tree roots. I've shrunk the world again.

"I don't think it's going to be a fight, but just in case, Mr. Carrot stays a little further away."

"Yes. Copy,. of arrival, contact me, let me in, I'll keep you posted."

Though he's more level than me, Mr. Carrot has little fighting power. I'd better handle this alone for now until I know who they are.

The area is rocky. There are many places to hide. Mr. Carrot is small, so he should be able to hide anywhere.

It was easy to understand the landmark that Mr. Corgolo had put on it, and it was quite a conspicuous mark. Wait a while in front of that marked rock.

There is a good chance that this point won't show up like this because it's spare, but I'd like to slow it down a bit when I join the Philos and the others. Exactly. I'm tired of walking all over this distance.

If you think about it, a shadow appears from the shadow of a rock.... apparently this one was right.

"The coral guy...... did you really do it"

Coming out of the rock shade was a silver-haired man with shallow black skin. There are longer ears, and if that's all, they don't look like dark elves, but what's decidedly different are two horns stretched backwards.

It does not apply to the external characteristics of the common species. Sometimes if it's a half, but it seems that the half between the sub-people is very rare and hardly confirmed, so it's unlikely. The appearance matches what was heard beforehand. He's Roctre... Berenvar.

"Are you Mr. 'Roctre'?

You look vicious, but you don't feel particularly belligerent. Instead, the impression I see and feel like this is a quiet watery guy. I mean, it looks calm, but if you get angry, it means you look scared.

"I'm sorry, but I'm being a little cautious. Before I introduce myself, I want proof that you're from the Labyrinth City."

I have a letter for you from Mr. Sangolo.

"That's it, it doesn't matter. My real name and... can you tell me the level? I'll take care of the disguise. Just a minute."

Maybe this one has the Nursing is the way to confirm the premise. I can tell from outside of Labyrinth City that the Nursing is not a bad idea.

- "Confirmed. Race Name Unknown, Name Loctor, Real Name Berenvar Igmut, Base LV83, Class is... None" -

Without having to solve the "disguise", the "appraisal" results are communicated in the reading. I hear Mr. Carrot can normally talk about it as a pronouncement.

But... it's a lot higher. I don't know if it was originally that high or the power granted to me at the time of the summons.

"No, the Disguise is fine as it is. Berenvar Igmut, LV83."

"... you have a very high level of Nursing... no, you'd better hide in the shadows over there"

Find out.

"I thought it would be rude, but she has little combat skills, so I'm keeping her hidden just in case."

"Oh, that would be better.... Whatever disarms you? It's just an iron sword and armor."

That's the same gear the Lardin army uses.

You're a very imbalanced man, both armed and appraised. I wonder if Lardin doesn't have a secret magic weapon or something...... I guess not.

"No, you can stay put. So the first thing I have to apologize for..."

"Apologize?"

"Actually, what is it about Mr. Sangoro..."

Explain Mr. Sangoro's condition and how he got there all the way. Mr. Berenvar listened in silence, but complex and mixed emotions appeared on the table.

"Well... there were too many obscure parts about the relationship between the Labyrinth City and the Kingdom of Orendia, so it was a dangerous hand. Thank you for your help."

Can you tell by the look on your face that you are angry about the violence against Mr. Corgolo, that you are relieved of being alive, even though you are seriously injured, and then you feel powerless towards yourself? It's painful not to be able to do anything at a time like this.

He said that himself, but I'm guessing Mr. Sangoro is a dear friend to this man. I'm glad I saved you this time, but if you were dead... if you didn't have to go that far, your mind would have been pretty bad. Worst of all, it could even be a battle. I learned that feeling.

"So, is he going to heal? If you can't, I can handle it..."

"It's okay. However, it should be transported to the labyrinth city in combination with rehabilitation after full healing. Of course, on his own understanding."

"That would be better. This place is dangerous."

We're at war. It's the front line. Some Royal Army have tortured them, and I want to avoid another strange occurrence.

"So what about your asylum..."

"Oh, let's drink most of the demands. At worst, even if asylum doesn't come true, I'd like you to do something about the curse on the girl Laden left behind."

"As for the curse, it will be after confirmation, but basically neither is a problem. Because your protection is the only thing you need."

The request we made was for the protection of this man and the cancellation of the subpoena. If the summoner is eligible for protection, it is the situation we would like to have asylum with him.

"... Really? If I didn't have much to do, I would have followed."

"Now that I'm calling my buddies in" Reading Tales, "I'll tell you more about it. But... In the meantime, let me do the current folding until then."

Copy that.

Ask Mr. Carrot to get in touch with Philos and Gowen and Mr. Glenn. Mr. Night Light has been caught safely, and he's on his way here with Mr. Glenn.

"Do you want something to drink while we wait? I also bring something to eat..."

"I wonder if I can get it if it's not dried meat that only tastes like salt... And I don't need any respect. Unless that's what you always say."

"Really? Then let me be normal..."

Then we call Mr. Carrot, who was hiding, and it's tee time on the rocks.

Mr. Berenvar...... Beren seemed to have barely spoken of the busy stuff since he was summoned, and even the portable food looked delicious.

Especially since the war began, he said, it was just dried meat using large amounts of salt for preservation. I only know geographically, but it's just the Laden Sea.

"I just wanted to ask you, how far are you guys grabbing my information?

"I've been summoned from different worlds, information I can tell by the Nursing, and I've heard it directly from Mr. Sangoro and you. After that, Glass Nigrem threatened me."

"Glass......? Oh, is that the magician's name? You're even looking into that."

"Currently, a man infiltrating the Imperial Castle is preparing for the assassination of Mr. Satina."

"You mean it's all falling apart... big deal"

The first steps from here are the appraisal of Miss Satina's curse, the de-cursion, and the murder of the glass. Beren seemed to envisage the same procedure, without any particular pointers.

"Then we move to the labyrinth city and... can you tell me what happens to my treatment there?

"We've only heard so much about protection. … However, I don't think I would be harmed by the personality of the person who gave this order"

"You don't have to worry about being blackmailed and crushed like this one."

"I can't say for sure, but after listening to me, what could possibly happen?

It is the fundamental part of this request that the situation is the same as that of Dammus, so I want to cancel the procedure. Words are bad, but for a labyrinth city, this guy isn't worth that much use either.

The path of becoming an adventurer and challenging the infinite corridor will also be presented but not forced. As for living conditions as they settle in labyrinth cities...... I guess it depends on the negotiations.

"You have a lot of room, the place called Labyrinth City. So you're isolated to that extent?"

"That's a bit of a different world over there. I think you'd be surprised if you came in with the same feeling as the city around here."

Size, civilization, common sense, everything is different. You'd be surprised unless the level of civilization in the world where Beren was is also an SF world like Ladine's previous life.

"I was wondering by the name of that labyrinth city... do you guys know the dungeon called the Infinite Corridor?

"Huh?... why are you talking about the infinite corridor?

"Is it the same name... no, maybe it's translated.... Actually, I was diving in the infinite corridor in my former world."

I thought you were pretty strong, adventurer... I don't know if you'd call me that, but were you in a position similar to ours? This man's strength was gained because he was fighting in infinite corridors in different worlds?

"... why did you think there was an infinite corridor in the labyrinth city?

"Because of your strength, I assumed there might be a dungeon or something similar, but once there was a guy who was my friend and preached that the infinite corridor was connected to different worlds and that someone was attacking him just like me. Remember that story."

You've had a lot of people familiar with the infinite corridor.

"In the world where Beren was, is the concept of a different world normal? You're observing, you're free to move..."

"No, I don't. I don't even have the concept of reincarnation I call it here. No one believed the story of the Infinite Corridor because it was a freak scholar... but you're probably right that there is an infinite corridor itself in this world."

"It's not common, but there are people here who think the world is connected."

Maybe it's the right answer, because Dammus has arrived at the end of a long offense.

"Infinite corridor, diving, why, class, no?

"You're another very unusual way of talking... As for the thing called class, I confirm it when I" nurse "a labyrinth city person, but I have no knowledge at all. There's probably a difference in the system in the world."

"You didn't have a class but you got to that level..."

The absence of a class also means that there is no benefit from class status correction, acquisition of skills, etc. Class corrections have been made for acquiring skills at the local level, and it should be tough without them.

"If you'd like, could you let me know more about that class?

Briefly describe the class. Even so, to the extent that junior adventurers learn before their debut.

"I see...... in other words, do you predetermine the role and fix the direction of growth? That's a very useful system, coupled with automatic acquisition of skills. It's going to make the offense easier."

"Wouldn't it be hard to remember your skills without a class?

"... that's tough. So most people are shallow… they can't even break through the so-called thirtieth layer"

Is the division between the two parts together?

"By the way, how many layers is Beren attacking?

"It's a fairly impossible record, but my highest level of reach is the seventieth. Essentially, it operates on every sixtieth to sixty-fifth floor."

That's amazing. I know it's not the same thing as this one, but given the difference in system aids, it would have been a pretty hard journey.

But if you think the other way around, there may be a system that doesn't exist here. If we can reproduce that here, the offense is going to go even further.

"I'm the record holder of the arrivals in that world.... How far is this one going?

"... I can't decide if I should answer about that, so ask the person in charge when you get back to the labyrinth city. … For your information, I'm in a state where I'm starting to roam in thirty-one layers."

"I am, fifty six layers,"

The carrots are amazing, too. You mean you've broken through the wall of War Arms?

"There's a lot of difference in the arrivals, but aren't you guys a team?

"No, sir."

"That's another party. This time, we're just teaming up for a request outside the labyrinth city."

"Really... Another question is, labyrinth cities and doers are so explorers... are there those who challenge the infinite corridor?

"I don't know how much that is referring to."

"For example, the only people in my world who challenge infinite corridors are the kind of lunatics or the sinners. I can only count those who continue to challenge me."

That's like saying I'm a lunatic or a criminal, should I go in there?

"Then..., speaking of which, how many are there?

I don't know the exact number of people when they ask me again. If it's just ID, it's registered to over 45,000 people... Wouldn't this be erased?

"If you're active, number of people, number 10,000,"

"Ichi...... mann?

Is there so much? Belen is stunned, but so am I.

Probably includes people who only dungeon attack a few times a year, but honestly I thought it was less. Some guys take memorial exams.

"Don't make too many digits.... just another world. If that's all there is, there must be a lot of guys stronger than me."

"Whether it's a lot or not, the two of you are on your way here right now, you're on a higher level than Belen."

"... I could have been dead if I'd bowled it up on the battlefield. So I'm lucky."

So is the level, but you can't do it with that iron sword. There would be an extra difference without class correction.... Well, some people suck more than that.

"Those two, they're here."

"What, not the Philos and the others?

It hasn't been that long. Given the distance, I thought it would be the last time Mr. Glenn and his crew met.

"That, sir."

"Is that it?"

It is empty that Mr. Carrot pointed to it.... you mean you flew in?

I was really there when I saw that direction.... I can't confirm who I am, but there's a vehicle that I think Mr. Glenn and the others are on.

"... Elder... No, Enchanted Dragon..."

Belen was stunned to see that.

It's a giant dragon headed this way from the sky. A clean dragon, not a ground dragon or a Wyburn. It is a monster in a category that is also classified as the most powerful species in labyrinth cities.

Probably a riding creature like Griffon in Asha and the others...... is that guy on that one? It's too big and the scale is strange.

"... that's a hell of a difference. I'm the only one who can wipe out all of Laden's army, including me."

No, that's exactly what I was imagining, too. Because Dammus said he was riding a dragon, I thought he was a dragon species, but no way is that kind of superorganism......

Besides, riding creatures are on board. The person is probably stronger than that... it's getting harder to assess how strong Mr. Glenn is.

The giant dragon lands a short distance away. organisms, so they don't seem to choose the terrain of the landing over the plane.

But why are you on that thing again? Running at this distance won't change your time that far, and anyone who witnesses it will be surprised and lose their hips.

Mr. Glenn and Mr. Night Light, down from the dragon, look a little rushed.... Is something wrong?

"Oh... I'm sorry, Mr. Berenvar, but could you come with us to King Laden's Capital?"

Without introducing himself, he was told of a sudden rescheduling. Definitely not the usual Mr. Glenn.

"Is something wrong?

"... Earlier, Miyumi's communication with you was interrupted. I also lost the transmitter reaction and detected a powerful magic reaction from King Lardin's capital at the same time… something is stretched out of the line"

What do you mean? There was no information that someone could use such magic. Even in the highest position Glass Nigrem's should......

It doesn't seem like Mr. Tomato did anything.

"Keep picking up Philos and Gowen and rushing to the King's Capital. No, in this situation, it would be better for me and Night Light to go alone... call the Dungeon Master first"

Looks like Mr. Glenn had an unexpected situation, too. I found myself in a mild panic.

A wolf that was not seen when Mr. Corgolo was captured or when Lydin escaped has appeared on the table.

"Please calm down.... If you're an irregular case to this point, you should call Dammus. He won't complain if he's wasted it."

"... right. I'm sorry, but it's a reschedule. You will take Mr. Berenvar back to the base once. We'll contact the Dungeon Master and then we'll both head to Lardin"

That would be reasonable.

Given that there may be a battle, we are clearly out of combat. It would be tough for Belen, who is unarmed, to fit these two as well.

... I'm worried about the beautiful bow, but yeah, I can see it and it's stronger than me.

"Is that good for Belen, too?

"... oh, just the two of you would be better able to handle it. I could be on my feet right now. I'm sorry about Satina..."

- That's when something in me sensed an intense crisis.

A feeling of time being stretched to the limit, similar to the extreme conditions in battle.

Some kind of assault... No, you can't be unaware of this situation.

The reaction to the crisis came from Berenvar.

Looking back, Belen looks stunned to see if she's feeling the same thing.

Is this not something Beren is trying to do, but an unexpected situation even in person?

I can't imagine anything happening. No one has been able to react to the situation so abruptly.

"Get away from me!!"

Belen screams at me.

But the next moment, there was a strong flash around Belen.

- Trap Magic: Greater Teleportation

We were swallowed up by the light while there was nothing we could do.