Over The Infinite

-1 -

I was having an old dream.

It's a conversation with a bigoted, weird scientist, Roctre Belkos.

Memories with him are always completed only in a room buried in a pile of materials. I don't remember doing anything like friends with him.

Divergent as Demons, Scientists and Explorers. Heterogeneous morale may have coincided, but I have strangely many memories with the guy I dream of, simply because he was the only one who had a friendship.

It has no great power such as science in the infinite corridor. Reliance is always on system-backed physical abilities and skills.

Yet he moves on with the power of civilization. No, I'm not interested in moving on, I'm just going because the research materials are there.

For this reason, he endures pain, wears out his spirit and hurts his soul. I'm just saying that's the price of research.

We rarely attack together. It's about time you called me out when you needed my hand for research.

I don't know the details of what kind of research he was doing or how that research helped. Sometimes I wasn't interested, but it just seemed easy for me.

No one understands. Even my only good friend, I don't understand how he lives.

What an infinite corridor to jump from oneself into a nightmare is determined to be a bankrupt. Nothing strange is impossible for the same brokers to try to understand each other.

But he was trying to understand me the other way around.

Why challenge the infinite corridor?

Why strive for righteous allies?

Why seek strength?

At the end of the day, I didn't know better myself. He knows me better than that. When we talk about it, we get noticed about it in a mundane way.

"Why did you want to be a brave man?

One day, the bigoted scientist inquired. It's the usual. Every few years, when we meet like this, it's mostly our conversation. You can almost call it a stereotype.

"Recently, I realized that I don't really want to be a brave man."

"Ugh."

My answers often change from time to time.

During a long infinite corridor attack, one person repeatedly asks himself/herself something called himself/herself.

I don't know if I'm right. Despite being a fundamental part of me, that remains shaky.

Coming and going like a pendulum clock. But it's not in vain, and that's how we get a little closer to the root of the thing called ourselves.

"Didn't I tell you the brave man in the picture book was your goal?"

What I admired was the brave man in the picture book, but I didn't admire his standing as a brave man.

At first I was making a mistake. Do a good thing. Do the right thing. He said the righteous ally was the way I lived. But in the long raw, I thought there might be something more intrinsic.

'That hasn't changed. If you say so, you're the first brave picture book I've ever seen as a kid.'

Even with the same subject matter, the content varies depending on the time of issue.

They're all funny, but that's just funny and something else. That's my hobby for them. Basically, I like the hero Tan. It's not like I want to be a hero.

The brave men appearing in the first picture book had no distinctive features.

No dialogue either. Nor do I set my own course of action. It's just that you're ordered to crusade the Demon King to face it and make it happen.

"I thought I admired the way brave men did what they decided to do."

"I guess he's called Hatsumomo."

"Could be."

In fact, I don't know what the brave man was thinking. Actually, there can also be a line called a robot who just carries out the orders he receives.

Still, we find ourselves in a predicament over and over again in the battle, and every time we get over it. That brings us to crusading the Demon King, who is a great evil. It's an indomitable spirit that doesn't give up.

Naturally, picture books are simple content, so if people see them differently, they'll get a different impression again.

In later years, brave men and their companions in an era that has come to emphasize character nature suffer, suffer, and sometimes frustrate. That's more interesting as a story.

But what I admired was the first unmistakable bravery.

The way the brave man is, I am a powerful force in advancing the infinite corridor. I guess that's a self-distorted statue of bravery in me, too.

"I mean, that brave man is who Berenvar thinks he is."

Must be.

Character not established, not enough information, so complement yourself. This is the ideal way to be able to do it.

The ideals are endlessly far away, and I only repeat my frustrations and misery, but I can keep myself by pursuing that look.

I guess I'll never get there. At the time I wanted to be there, it was a mystery. So take a step closer to it.

It's the brave ones for me who give me the courage to take that step.

-2 -

I was having nightmares.

It's my dream to be summoned to another world and to be a slave in the name of the brave.

The country was following a path of collapse, praising the brave and manipulated by villains who were not enough to take it. It's a land of fools who haven't seen reality.

I seem to have been summoned to save the country. I think it's a real joke because I'm a demon and I'm a brave man.

The girl who summoned me knows nothing, she was just a pathetic victim.

It was imprinted that it was right to believe that I was a brave man, to throw myself out, but to do what was right for my country. I can't even question it if I tell you that's right. Because I don't have the ingredients to judge it.

I thought I should save this girl to get through the way I am. He said he should at least understand what he did and guide him until he can swallow it.

'Yes, I'm blind to this street, and I can't walk, but instead I pray here all the time'

The summoner Satina is blind. I can't even walk. I've never had a busy education. It would have been easier to manipulate someone like a chick who couldn't even judge good or evil.

It's a big story on a scale that crosses the world, but if I tell you, what she's doing is kidnapping. That is evil by my standards.

But it's also evil by my standards to plead guilty to her for not understanding anything and just doing it as she was told.

'So just run away. Get out of here. Get out of here.

Coral, the mercenary of a little boy we met in a country like a sweep away, also felt a subject to protect.

Just look at the look, it's just a chimp. And then the name is weird. But he lives with faith in his roots. The incredible experience of previous life may have made it so, but it seemed like people were rebelling against irrational sight. Even if it's floating, it's a mask that hides its face. He may think it's vegan, but his backbone is a foolish, honest, and righteous ally.

I think it's a clumsy way to live. Same clumsiness, but not like me. Mirror-like clumsiness.

So it was helpful to have a clear evil on this one.

Looks like a fat pig. Laden III, who takes over the country from his predecessors, grows to remain foolish and feeds his people.

Looks like a lean, thin lizard. Glass Nigrem, a sorcerer who deceives his king and causes war for his own benefit.

Even if I'm retarded, it's an easy act to understand. At last, from the looks of it, it's good to be a villain.

I only help things that I decide are eligible for asylum. I only plead guilty to things that I have determined to be evil.

The way it is is is not brave. I'm not even on the side of justice. It's Berenvar Igmut's way of life.

But in the end, it seems that those who determined themselves to be evil, even if they were evil, were just a precursor, and the mastermind was more on the back.

He manipulated a glass from a completely unrecognizable abyss, manipulated Satina, and manipulated me. Perhaps that is a scenario that was decided long before the summons took place, an inorganic stage defined by conditionality alone.

Indiscriminate terrorism that uses the properties of group organisms to interfere with different worlds and to find its purpose while destroying numerous worlds. The purpose is a difficult thing for me to understand, and the mastermind is moving with values that I'm sure only he understands.

And it was something I was ahead of, and it also looked like the darkness itself lurking in the abyss of the infinite corridor.

Berenvar Igmut was his handkerchief, a toy, a priceless thing. Satina is also just a relay for him.

Even less than that, Glass and King Laden are worthless enough to even remember pity.

A mass of nothingness that finds no value other than the existence of its kind, communication with its existence. That is the true mastermind of this case, the administrator of the Infinite Corridor 200 layer.

I was manipulated by things that were parasitic within my knowledge, and I would fight as a demon king. The opponents are the Labyrinth City warriors I tried to get help with.

There is no point in that battle. There's no point in winning or losing either. It's like playing just a pastime. I could not be a brave man, nor could I be a demon king.

Just fight to be manipulated, involve the inhabitants of this world and even let them wipe their asses. I guess it's a bad road trip.

There was only consciousness while I was being manipulated. Wasn't that the admin's game to show off his misery?

I even came laughing at so much misery as I battled the warriors of the Labyrinth City. Pity. Crap. Can such a presence be a brave man or something?

Those who fight me, empowered by the Demon King and vicious and irrationally fortified, are the brave ones. There can't be a winner. Even though I can't handle this demon king myself, it's even more vulnerable to stand up to him.

Yet I don't give up. I don't mind giving up. Even though it's a battle for nothing to lose, they did everything they could to grab the victory.

Isn't that the very figure of the brave man I once admired?

The only light I found in such a terrible situation was my ideal that I was about to lose.

Yet you're not the one who pursued you there. I am the Triple Demon King who stands up as an obstacle while playing a hilarious villain.

It also withstands an unreasonable number of sorceries and rises no matter how much it chops.

Never lose your fighting spirit, but eat up to have limbs.

Because of just one breakthrough, we stand together and pass it through.

It was a death fight with all the spirits in it. Literally, they did everything they could to fight.

But the nightmare continues.

I was drunk by further darkness and trying to transform. If that perversion is complete, I'll be no longer me in the true sense.

Only one man left is full of creativity. I'm going to get up, so I'm going to make the best of it. In all this despair, the man will not give up.

He came again to grasp the victory with such a fierce onslaught as to where the hell such power remained.

"Don't be mean. Eh!!"

Is that what you mean? Are you saying that in such extremes, the vitality to challenge beyond something is willful?

Hard to understand. He's a resident of a world I don't know. There is no such thing in my closed world.

That's the brave one. That's the ideal I was looking for. I was so sure.

A flash emanating from something like a gun pierced my heart. The way things were, I knew that was the real last blow.

But it won't arrive. Not enough yet. We need one more step to defeat this ridiculous demon king.

I wanted it to stop. I wanted to let you win. And most importantly, I didn't want to see that ideal crumble.

- I felt something changed in me.

If you don't have one more step, I thought they said it was your job to take it.

If the freedom to take a step is not advantageous, force it to move. It would be your ideal to sharpen your soul but keep up the will.

'Ugh...... ooh ooh ooh!!'

The culprit is visible. It will arrive in a few steps.

I can't be a brave man if I can't move because I've been fed this far. Shouldn't be.

Is that a miracle? Is it inevitable that the damage was done to the extreme?

I cut the Demon King's heart out of an open hole in his chest.

This battle is not a victory. Winning or losing doesn't change anything either.

But I did take a step. After decades of stagnation, my legs are finally starting to move forward.

-3-

The dream awakened.

Corgolo stood up and was helped, and Satina was nearly lost, manipulated by an unknown mastermind.

At the end of the day, I couldn't even protect the two people who were the subject of asylum, and I was exposed to incompetence to even manipulate myself.

Was it a dream, a nightmare, or reality itself that I was seeing?

"Hello, brave man."

In preparation for his departure, it was in a way an imaginary man who appeared with the same words as Coral. He's the last man to survive a brainwashed battle against me.

"... in fact, you know I'm not a brave man or anything"

It's just a demon king's defeat.

"Not really. I don't know about the world you were in, but in my past life, a brave man is a part of defeating the Demon King."

"Then aren't you the brave one?

"As I said then, I just had a meal. You're the one who took the last step, Berenvar."

I can take it for granted.

For me, the brave man is a character in a picture book I saw as a child, one who has an indomitable spirit that never gives up and who stands up to difficulties unbeatable.

You were the ones who stood up to the despair of being demon kings then, you guys. Even though you said you fought with me, I don't know if you'd put yourself inside that frame.

I did take a step. But the journey is endless, and I'm just beginning to walk. It wouldn't be worth the minute to name a brave man.

"Well, I didn't come here because I wanted to be brave."

"I heard it was time to go home with the labyrinth city."

Most of them, apparently, are going back to Labyrinth City today.

I was supposed to come with you, but I decided to walk away with my best words.

I'm an important reference in this matter. Including information from other worlds, the Dungeon Master will want to hear about the mountains.

However, an urgent means of communication and a grasp of the location information were requested, but they were otherwise understood without restriction.

"Oh, I'll stand today. You're coming to Labyrinth City, aren't you?

"I'm coming. There's only Satina and Coral, and there's an infinite corridor. There's no reason not to go."

I hear they're both going to live in a labyrinth city as it is.

Unlike Satina, Coral isn't deeply involved in this case, but he decided to live as an adventurer.

My destination remains unchanged deep in the infinite corridor. I don't know where the world is, but if it's connected there's no problem. Deep down is not an end in itself, but the journey remains the same.

I just wanted some time to think about it. So I decided to walk away on my own. It's not that far away, and it's a good opportunity to see this world. My foot wouldn't take months.

Except for the residents of labyrinth cities, it wouldn't even be dangerous to be attacked, by analogy. On the road, if you feel like it, you can play on the side of justice.

"Is that just a greeting for you?

"Nha,... we settled in that way, so we thought we were going to burn each other incompletely.... Let's get it right. Now the Demon King or something like that has nothing to do with it, one-on-one."

"... ha, you're an interesting guy. You are.... I'll tell you what, I'm pretty strong."

"I know. That's why I wanted to tell you I'm waiting in the labyrinth city. You got more purpose, don't you?

"Right. I'm looking forward to it."

The power of this man I showed you in that battle is never insulting. Even if the level is isolated, there is class and power to do it.

That's not all. This man makes me feel like he has the power to repeat that difference more than that. You'll lose easily if you stay alert.

"One more thing I want to say in advance.... Dunmouth... about the Dungeon Master."

The Dungeon Master is the man who suddenly appeared and sealed off the management of the 2000 layer. I seem to have already left, but even after coming to this garrison I have faced and talked to each other several times.

He's such a plain guy with a graspless, floating personality that he's likely to blend into the background. The man in front of me is plain too, but less distinctive than that.

"He's not as broken as the janitor, but there's still a part of him that's possessed of advancing the Infinite Corridor offense. I won't say I'll do anything for it... but the feeding position for you to proceed with the Infinite Corridor offense is likely to flicker."

"I hear you're promoting an infinite corridor offense across labyrinth cities... is that a problem?

"Let's be clear, that Satina may ask you to proceed with the attack on the condition that she heals her eyes and legs."

"... it"

It's hard to judge. It's never a bad deal. If it were normal, it would be difficult to cure.

"If you're going to advance the attack on the infinite corridor without being forced, it won't be a problem, but in that respect, he's forceful."

"If it's presented in advance, I don't think it's a bad story."

But can it be close to intimidation, depending on the target? As important as the feed is.... doesn't seem like a problem to me.

"I understand what you're trying to say. The advice is appreciated.... but even if I'm not told, I'll go ahead with the offense, so don't be helpful for what they say beforehand."

"Then there's no problem. That guy is a hard man to catch, but he's not a bad guy. At least he's not like that janitor."

"In the case of an alley, a parasite is planted and forced to work."

"I can't even compare them, but I wanted to tell you in advance because sometimes I can suddenly stick to conditions."

I see... I knew it to some extent, but this guy is a good guy.

"By the way, I forgot to ask you one thing."

"What?"

"Actually, I haven't heard your name yet"

…………

I hear that and look out for a long time. I introduced myself, and I heard them calling each other within my peers, but I didn't officially hear them.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I forgot... I'm Watanabe Tsunami. The line is a better name."

"After all, the name of this world has changed."

"It's not this world, it's the same name as it was in previous life. Most guys have looked weird for a long time."

Isn't it like Coral, combined with a name from a previous life or something like that?

It sounds a lot different, but it's not even about this world. That would happen.

"Well, I'll say it again, too. Berenvar Igmut."

"Oh, see you, Berenvar"

So the twins returned to the labyrinth city.

This war is a special event treatment for them, and the main business seems to be only the seeker of an infinite corridor called the Adventurer.

Says the line is a newbie who has just stepped into the middle ground among them. Apparently, the Dungeon Master stands out, with a man called Glenn close to its peak, but either way, he is reminded of how advanced the labyrinth city is in this world...... no.

The untrained to the original world is not so strong, but even in this world I will continue to dive into the infinite corridor. It's a good thing we're seeing that goal.

Reach the top of the labyrinth city and even the Dungeon Master, far ahead. I don't know how much time that will take. From my previous experience, I also feel that I would need years that would even slightly exceed the life expectancy of the Demons. However, I don't think it's about a distant future.

I'm not alone anymore.

It's not me when I was in that world, like I even walked the wrong way with my friend Roctre.

I don't know if we're going to fight shoulder to shoulder, but I still feel that sticking with the line, helping each other, and competing will change the pace to something faster.

It's not just the outline. The presence of those who fought at that time, those who were on the fifth floor, and many others, inspires a weary mind over the years.

I thought it had been a terrible world ever since I was summoned, but I also had more fun. Now you will challenge yourself to the infinite corridor, not inert.

Write to me when you get to the Labyrinth City.

There is no means of delivery. It's a message I can't get through, but I still want to leave it with Roctre that I'm doing fine.

He might laugh that he's a romantic, but that's one side of me.

-4-

My reality continues.

Step by step on the path you have finally begun to walk on, taking firm steps.

"I knew it, I envy the rice they were eating in the Labyrinth City..."

"Don't say that. This is still far better than Lardin's rice."

Dine in the city you stopped on the road to the labyrinth city. A man named Jail, a kingdom knight, sits in the seat across the street.

He was ordered to accompany him by the head of the Royal Army because of his escort and directions on the road, but he doesn't supposedly work as a knight.

He said, "Borderline uncle just wants to sell his charm to the labyrinth city." I don't know where there's a selling element in escorting me.

Regardless of the escort, the directions are helpful. Unlike the world I was in, I was a little nervous about going down roads where transportation and streets weren't developed.

"You were talking about going to Labyrinth City, too."

"Yeah, it'll take months to get rid of the house, but I've already made up my mind."

His directions go all the way to the King's Capital in Orendia. That said, they have regular flight carriages out of there to the labyrinth city, so they won't even need guidance.

Jail is a man of the Earl's family in the Kingdom of Orendia, that is, a nobleman. Even though he is not a man, he is a man of established standing for the status of a great power. I guess the labyrinth city has the charm of even heading for him like that. It's impossible given the common sense of the original world.

"What are you going to do, go to the labyrinth city and do a dungeon attack on your goal?

"Well, I want to be hot on a girl. And the rice is delicious."

"Oh well..."

Is that a good reason?

... Jail seems to have heard some talk beforehand too, and it's immaterial, but maybe it's still good in this world.

"Let me tell you more about the other world. I don't think we're gonna get another chance like this."

"As far as I'm concerned, I'd like to hear about this world..."

Whatever you think, what you need now is common sense in this world.

Orendia's information in particular is a lot foot-colored from Lardin, far from the reality and I don't even know which one is right.

In the meantime, what I found out at the moment is that rice is better than Laden's. This seems to increase the price and grade so close to Wang Du.

I get my bank, so it's motivating to have a delicious meal every time I get close to my destination.

Mr. Glenn tells me that Jail is almost certain to go to the labyrinth city, so some information may be released.

Talking about that battle in fragments, I was stunned by the battle of a warrior with a blonde shield. He seems to be named Philos, but he seems to be Jail's former colleague.

He was definitely an impotent guy. Even when both arms were unavailable, I doubted my eyes when I was brainwashed, such as releasing "Power Slash" with my mouth.

I mean, I still don't know how that could have happened. He seemed to use his skills with certainty...

... you'll see that when you get to the labyrinth city.

Join Jail on the road to the King's Capital. Along the way, I had quite a fresh experience trying to take a shortcut and getting lost or paying back an unfamiliar bandit.

Compared to the stuff from the labyrinth city, the grade drops far, but as I said at the outset, the meal tasted so good that it approached Wang Du.

It is probably easier to gather in the city due to distribution problems, especially spices and the like. A peek at the store showed a larger number of products than the city near the Laden border.

Still, if you say it in the original world, it's close to what unexplored locals eat. Although it can be said that in this world where distribution has not developed, I am the first to experience a meal that is close to the bottom, so I can eat with a fresh feeling. No more salted meat.

The basics will be wild lodging, but if you stop by the city, you'll stay in the inn. I also found that every time I approached the King's Capital, the grade would rise.... because the first one had bugs. We need to sterilize him with sorcery.

On the way through the territory that Jail's parents will have. Usually ruled by deputies, the contemporary Count seems to be in the King's Capital, but his eldest son, who resides, welcomed him instead.

A museum with beautiful decorations in vain is the only thing in my world that can be seen in a museum or something. This is quite an interesting experience too.

So does Jail, but it seems that many people in the Count Grodell family have odd sexuality. In the middle of a welcome conversation, strangely those topics rise, but in the first place it was an incomprehensible world for me, not human, but lusty.

By the way, the Count seems to be a routine these days to walk around the grounds of his own hall with collars on the male whore bought in the King's Capital and walking on all fours.

So far, it seems that buying a slave was a pattern that I got tired of in a few months and was thrown away, so this is a pretty rare example.

The male prostitute said he will soon make his debut in the theatre of Wang Du after beginning his training as a porn dancer. He asked me if I could go see it with him, but I wasn't interested at all.

They tend to be misunderstood because of their low libido, but they're not interested in men either.

Then, after a long journey, we reach the King's Capital of Orendia.

The king's capital was strangely idle. There are many people and buildings, but the garbage is scattered and, above all, the atmosphere is poor. Even as we walk down Main Street, there's more and more dark air standing in.

Jail said the Wang du seems to be in a recession these days as well. They also say it's insecure because of the slums being used as root castles by the people who flatten their jobs.

It was a city that was more developed than the city it had ever been, but it was hard to say in flattery that it was the heart of the country. The Imperial Castle is a splendid object, but that's where you should see it.

"Then I say goodbye here. See you later."

"Oh, I'm waiting for a reunion in the labyrinth city"

"Damn...... I want to throw out a lot of things too and just go. Uh, I don't want to go back to the Knights."

I heard a lot on the road, but the Knights of the Kingdom don't seem to have a very good working environment. Unlike the average soldier, the majority of knights are nobles. It is a distorted battle group, where the title of the house takes precedence over strength.

Even in that, as long as I put on a few auditions, Jail's muscles aren't bad. A move that doesn't rely on level or skill would be a passing score. In a while, you may see yourself active in a labyrinth city.

Three days to be rocked by a carriage to the labyrinth city. There's really nothing going through the wilderness.

All I cared about on the road was the thinness of the magic vegetables. The wilderness, called the Land of Death, which also does not appear monsters, does not exist most of what is necessary to live.

The technical ability of the labyrinth city you're asking about can also revive nature in this wilderness, but it's probably also used to isolate information.

It's too unnatural a space. I guess I would know more clearly if I had the capability of a sensing system, but the space is distorted. They said three days in the carriage, but you may not even be able to reach them on foot.

The wilderness also came to an end, with unimaginably large walls waiting to cross bridges hanging on huge ground cracks.

"Big..."

I'm not very familiar with tactics, but attacking an array will require supermassive strategic weapons. That means it's impossible at the civilizational level in this world.

It would be that if that wall stood ahead of it, even though it would be extremely difficult for the great army to just go through the spatially distorted wilderness of death, the will would also be lost.

In the first place, it was a problem before that when the opponents were Labyrinth City warriors. There's no way you can win.

"I can still see the walls, but there's still a distance."

A young man named Clardal, who was your man, said.

He's a labyrinth city adventurer, and he says he's doing this round-trip flight attendant as a temporary job during a labyrinth attack. Actually, they were in that war, too, and they seemed to hear my rumors.

I still don't realize it's him, but I'm not even going to tear him apart.

They've arrived at the wall, but they have scrutiny to get into the city a few days from here. That's what they asked me once I was in line for scrutiny.

It's troublesome, but it's not even that strange when it comes to immigration screening. I don't need to complain because they even take care of my meals and accommodations.

"So here I am."

"... coral"

When I went to the room filled for accommodation, a familiar little man was waiting.

Apparently, he heard in advance that I was coming at this time.

He was once transported to a hospital in a labyrinth city, where he was re-treated and rehabilitated, and thus came for screening for emigration. Special, he didn't aim for the timing of my coming.

"My arm's gonna be cut off, I'm gonna be jerked off, I really thought I was gonna die."

Ask him that it was a Royal Army garrison. I'm telling you mildly, as far as I can tell, coral injuries should have been one step ahead of death.

A mercenary, so what separates you from something like that, would be evidence that Coral has extra strong mental power.

And it still looks like Coral is going to be an adventurer, too. They're going to go straight to registration once this migration process is complete.

Perhaps it's a similar mental structure to Jail's when he answers "Gold and Woman" when he asks why.... This isn't the only way.

"By the way, do you know what's going on with Satina?

When I heard that, the look on Coral's face was clearly cloudy.

"Oh...... I know. She's in immigration now, too."

"... what, you have a bad tooth cut"

"I'm sorry, but I can't tell if that's a good thing or a bad thing.... I hope you don't dare to see me"

"I don't know what it is... ok"

You'll be awake when it comes to immigration procedures, and you won't be left manipulated by that administrator.

If you're going to attack the infinite corridor to cure your legs and eyes, as Tsuba said, I'm going to do my best to attack you.

Go down the road in the wall relying on a simple map handed to San Goro.

Sometimes in that giant wall, the passage is long, but the structure is simple. I don't even get lost.

As we get closer there, it becomes less popular. There are no dormitories or screening rooms near here. It's just the aisle.

"... here"

There was a door by the aisle. It says "for officials," and they're usually locked, but as far as the notes go, they're open.

... What do you mean? I'd hate to suspect it's some kind of trap, but you don't have to put me in a trap here. In the first place, if you're in danger of a trap, Coral will say.

The doubt remained, but the door remained open.

-5-

At the end of the door was not stone, but a passage of materials like a research facility. With just one door apart, it looks like the civilization level has risen for hundreds of years.

At the end of the aisle is a straight line, with stairs and elevators at the end of the back.... I had some anticipation, but there is a difference between the labyrinth city and the outside.

Destination is on the roof. Either stairs or elevators are not specified, but elevators are used.... Assuming from the height of that wall, the stairs are a little spicy.

When I got off the elevator, it was already on the roof there. Stepping outside, there's a strong breeze. Looking out from the edge of the wall, the wilderness that passed by the time I got here was stretching out on one side.

Then the opposite side means inside the labyrinth city, but what the hell is going on... Will it stand side by side even in super skyscrapers?

The rooftops are not flat, there are many steps. We need to climb the stairs a little higher to get to the other side.

And at the end of climbing the stairs, Satina stood dressed like an unfamiliar dress.

... Yes, I stood.

"Satina......"

"Long time no see, brave man. No, it's the first time I've seen your face like this, so it's nice to meet you."

Are you blind?

Did the Dungeon Master treat you by the time I got here? When that happens, there will be no concern about the outline...

"That's what the brave man looked like."

"Yeah, this horn may look odd to humans, but it doesn't change that racially."

"I think you look great. All this time, I spent imagining what a brave man was like, so one dream came true."

"If it's good in my face, you can see as much as you want."

It's not like I'm having trouble being seen. When Satina walked up to me, she started touching her face with her hands, like when she was blind.

"You're still a brave man. If you try this, you'll see."

"... I was wondering, did you call me here?

"Yes. I asked Mr. Corgolo to call me in. Because the quarters here are gender-specific."

I know that...

"Then it wouldn't have to be on the roof"

"It was good anywhere, but I wanted to talk to the brave man where no one was. Then he prepared this place for me."

... who prepared it? Labyrinth City Clerk or Dungeon Master?

No, more than that. Something's wrong with Satina from earlier. This atmosphere wasn't supposed to haunt you, and the way you talk is strangely intelligent.

It's not someone else. I don't suppose that administrator is manipulating it either. But I can't wipe the discomfort.

"Here's what I wanted to tell the brave man."

"... what"

I have a bad feeling. It's like being able to stick to things that you didn't anticipate...

"I'll be an adventurer"

"... what,"

That was a word I couldn't imagine from the satina I knew.

"Wait a minute...... I don't know what that means. Why would that happen?"

"... is it? I have been saved by the brave. I wanted to help that brave man, and when I thought about what I could do, it was a natural answer."

"No, wait. I don't want that. My eyes and legs healed, and I freed myself from that scoundrel, so from now on, you should live in peace."

I was confused by an unforeseen development. You don't have to be an adventurer to live in a labyrinth city. That's what I hear.

"He's not as broken as the administrator, but there's still a part of him that's possessed of advancing the attack on the infinite corridor. I won't say I'll do anything for it... but the feeding position for you to proceed with the Infinite Corridor offense is likely to flicker."

What the syllabus told me before I left passed the back of my brain.

Do anything. Is anyone good or something like that? No, you wouldn't. That can't be right. You don't have to do anything that doesn't make sense.

Then the Dungeon Master thinks this is going to feed me... no, I really can't tie it together. I'll go ahead with the offense alone. There's no room for Satina to intervene as an adventurer there.

"... was that what the Dungeon Master forced you to do?

"Forced?... No, this is my will"

"I have no idea. How could that happen? Dungeons are not such sweet objects. When you say the labyrinth city environment is in order, it doesn't change the essence."

Wear your soul and go on withstanding the pain. I have heard that this city measures to the extent that it is established as a job, but it still does not translate into harsh work.

"I know what adventurers do. I was shown a video beforehand, so I know it's a hard job."

"Then why!

For my redemption.

"... sooner... sooner"

I get barometric pressure from Satina's serious expression.

It took a few seconds for an unexpected word to understand the meaning of the word. What is this kid saying? What sin are you going to wipe it with?

"... I came to this city and met someone"

"Who. Did he blow something into you?... No way, dungeon master."

The image of that man doing that really doesn't boil.

"No, I'm the lord of this city. From the Dungeon Master's point of view, it's your wife."

"Lords..."

That's someone we haven't talked about at all before. A totally unexpected approach. I can't even be vigilant.

"That person is in a very similar situation to me, and I have always regretted it. I summoned a Dungeon Master from another world, even if I didn't mean to."

"It's..."

Interworld metastases...... I hear that the Dungeon Master is a man of another world.

Is it the lord who invoked the technique? So he said he came into contact with Satina in the same situation...

"This is no different than 'abduction'.... I think so too. We are responsible for destroying the lives of your brave men and bringing them into this world without consent."

"Wait! That's..."

"You can't deny it. The brave man is the victim, and I will never cover the position of perpetrator."

I certainly can't deny it. It is also true that I was thinking so.

"But it must have been forced to do it without knowing anything."

"That's right.... unnecessarily tacky. The kind brave man has no one to blame for it."

What the hell is this? What the hell is going on here? I can't calm down. I'm swallowed up by the situation.

"When I summoned the brave, I was ignorant, stupid, and I didn't even realize it was a bad thing."

"Naturally. The bad news is the glasses."

"Surely they will also be guilty. That doesn't make it any good for me to get out of there."

It's not a good idea to send them out to pick them up. Those guys will be on death row. If you think it's the same sin, Satina could even commit suicide.

"When I was being manipulated by the administrator of the infinite corridor, I was fragmented, but conscious."

That's a possible story. I was only conscious when I was being brainwashed.

"The structure of group organisms is too remote from humans and there is not much information available. But that's when I was sharing my administrator's knowledge.... Honestly, there are more things I don't understand, and I don't have any useful information. But I could still know how stupid I was when I was ignorant.... Really, I realized that ignorance is a sin"

Is this the identity of the discomfort you felt earlier? I thought I spoke differently, but is that the result of gaining knowledge from that administrator?

"They say I have a rare talent for summoning. Successful summons across the globe, so of course."

"... so you think you're gonna be an adventurer? Just because you have a gift for summoning doesn't mean you can handle it."

"No, not to mention talent. It has nothing to do with that, I want to help you. No, at least I want to be a tool."

"It's ridiculous. I don't want that."

I don't want to go back to my old world. I'm not saying I have no desire at all, but that's extremely weak.

You want to help? Is it going back to that world, or is it going to reach the depths of the infinite corridor? Both of them are a means to me. It is not an end. There is no room for Satina to intervene there.

"The will of the brave has nothing to do with it. This is my will, my redemption. Be strong on your own and stand next to you on your own. If you don't have my place next door, let me help you as a tool.... or do I just shut up and tell you to live with your sins?

"... I didn't say that."

"Berenvar Igmut.... You are a brave man to me, but I am not just a princess in captivity waiting for the help of a brave man. I don't need that kind of salvation. I move forward of my own accord. That's what I decided."

…………

How did this happen? What did I do wrong?

Or is this the right answer? Am I wrong?

I understand that Satina is guilty. Sure, she's the perpetrator, and I would be the victim. But she's the one I should protect...

... In the first place, is that a mistake?

"Okay...... be my guest.... but only advise one thing. It's such a redemption or wanting to be someone's tool, the infinite corridor isn't sweet enough to go along with that idea."

Harsh as it may be, adventurers are established as a profession in this city. It's not like the world I was in.

So I guess he's also free to choose that path. In fact, I'm not stopping against the coral.

… but it should never be a way to atone for sins.

"I know that's a painful path. But this is my way."

"... I'll definitely hit the wall one day. Even then.... think about it."

It is absolutely wrong to acquire power for redemption. That's for sure.

But I have no words to repeat that will. I can't even provide another answer.

Whatever the distorted form, Satina has already flew out of my righteousness. After that, she should worry about herself and look for answers.

This is not the end I wanted.

What Satina was blown into by the lords of this city and how she was led to think.

Or it could really be my will, but at least the hang-up is supposed to meet the lord.

The outline told me to be alert to the Dungeon Master, but apparently it was another guy who should be alert.

The dream is over.

And the reality that starts here is, is it a nightmare for me, or is it salvation?

... I can't answer anyone.

- Chapter 4: Steps to the Ideal -