Sevens

Rarely did Mr. Miranda ask us to meet someone in the guild who he really wanted us to meet.

I was desperately asked to join my hands, and I agreed that if I only met...

"The adventurer party you guys were talking about? I'm Damian Bale. Oh, you can introduce yourself or something. It's a hassle to remember your name, or... forget it right away because you're not interested."

Bossy green hair was long or short in length.

He's wearing glasses, and he says it's a little heavy to see if it's some kind of magic trick.

Compared to the fourth generation, which is a well-dressed eyeglass, he is a young man with the impression of being a sloppy eyeglass.

In his early twenties, the young man, who is small but wears a robe and has a unique atmosphere, has a cane bigger than his own and is wearing it on his shoulder.

When you look at the equipment, you can see that it is like a magic tool.

It's just, how did they introduce you to someone you don't even want to see?

"Mi, Mr. Miranda?

"I'm sorry! I'm so sorry, Lyell. Just because the professor says he can't wait any longer... if you go into the labyrinth and see reality, you'll give up."

Nowem seems a little troubled, too.

"Will the request be to escort Mr. Damien and defeat the boss on the 40th basement floor? But you can't say we have that much strength."

Aria sees Damian and is mildly shocked to see if he was different from the professor she imagined.

Even intelligent men probably thought of it.

Damian says.

"I understand that area. Seems like an individual strength, but you guessed it at a time when there were only three of us, and it would. But nobody gets my escort request. You're angry. Even though I'm paying my guild just to stick out a request. How hard it is to make the oldest grandfathers give money..."

Damien looked terribly rude talking and not trying to gaze at us.

Ignoring Damien complaining about the bumps, I checked with Mr. Miranda.

That's why you called us in.

"Mr. Miranda, is this a request?

"It would be a personal request. I want you to escort the professor to the labyrinth. The adventurers are only challenging the labyrinth at the request of the professor, because they asked me where it came from..."

To Miranda in need, Damien says.

He complains about the response of the Adventurer Guild in a disoriented manner.

"I just took the money to ask and finally put an adventurer in the labyrinth who wasn't willing to accomplish it, that's all. You really don't like it, do you? This is why I don't trust my guild. I just need you to get me what I asked for."

Do you know that's hard?

It's just that they're not in the main position, so maybe they don't understand the struggles around them.

I figured I should take the request.

(What do we do? You can take it, but you can't ask us to accomplish it. Only three. Besides, putting in the Damian of the Seven Jays for a labyrinth attack? I only have a bad feeling)

Even though it's difficult for us to be alone, it can be life-saving to have people to take care of.

I tried to say no without consulting Nowem or Aria.

But here's what the sixth generation says.

'... Lyell. This is a chance. Take this request. Conditional.'

(Conditional?

All the time, to the serious voice of the sixth generation, I listen to the voice of the sixth generation when I swallow words.

'This is a good opportunity to keep Miranda away from Shannon. It is also possible to work on the spirit. Miranda's already under Shannon's control, or even in front of it, it's not weird. "

In the sixth generation, which was rather cautious against Shannon, the fifth generation agreed.

'If it's possible, it's good to crush it. With Miranda's help when it comes to revamping, okay. Ask Miranda out here, too. Then we go into full preparation. Tell Damien that too. If Miranda's gonna join us, I'm gonna do you a favor.'

The fifth generation seems motivated, but as far as I'm concerned, it's dangerous, so I wanted to avoid it.

I don't think we can make it that far now.

To show the opposite, the second generation was amused when he touched the treasure ball with his fingertips.

"You're unmotivated. But Lyell... the fifth and sixth generation, I said I'd be ready. Don't tell me to escort Damien alone. '

The third generation has advised me.

We both enjoy this situation.

'It sounds interesting, so take it on. This will be a good experience for Lyell. As far as I'm concerned, Clara is concerned. That kid specializes in support. It's not a bad idea to speak up. "

(These guys are having fun!

That's what I thought, the seventh generation tells me.

'... Lyell, take on this request. Why don't we demand it instead? [Golem], the magic of the puppeteer Damian.'

I was quite interested in the Golem, whose seventh generation is its own magic.

Ask him why. Don't pull.

"It's Damian magic I was told even Seven Jie... this info will sell high!

Ultimately, the fourth generation summarizes the opinions of your ancestors.

Then we'll be asked to give our opinion. What's Lyell's verdict?

When I was thinking about it, Aria called.

"Hey, seriously, what's going on? It's not an impossible request for us. I couldn't help but say no."

"Accepted, but conditional"

When I took it, Nowem's expression didn't change. It's like you thought I'd take this request from the beginning.

Aria was surprised to see me.

"Hey, hey! You said it was a policy you couldn't do right now! There's no way you can take this professor to the 40th basement!

Mr. Miranda tells Aria.

"Aria, don't think so deeply. I hope the professor understands it's hard to get into the labyrinth."

Then, blocking Mr. Miranda's voice, Damien looked at me and called out.

Until now, I've been looking around, and I haven't seen anything.

Nianya and I start laughing about whether there has been any change in mood.

"Heh, I thought you'd say no, but you look like you have bones. Fine. I'll ask you guys. So... what are the terms?

I say the terms that your fathers have told me from the treasure balls.

"The first one wants time. I want three days to prepare because I will be trying to stay in the labyrinth. You make time for that, too. How about a week?

Damien nodded at my terms.

"Fine. But isn't that a little short? If you're just taking me, I'm not paying you. At least I won't admit I've done my job until I break through the thirty tiers."

That wasn't a problem for me.

"I don't mind. The second is manpower. I'll look for you, too, but I'll ask you to bring Mr. Miranda here. If you refuse this, you won't take the request."

Naturally he wants manpower, but Damien hears it and puts his neck around it.

"You want this girl? I hope you don't bring your sex to work...... well, you don't seem to mean that. Fine. You're forced to join."

Damian looks at Mr. Miranda and says:

When Mr. Miranda turned her gaze on me only once, she told Damien she couldn't.

"Professor, I can't! I need to take care of my sister... she's blind. I don't have a servant now."

But is it still Damian, exercising the power of the school here?

"If you take it, let's raise the unit. I'll tell the school I contributed. If you don't like it... right. I don't do anything. Yeah, I'm not gonna do anything to you."

Mr. Miranda leaned over to Damien, who smiled.

The phrase "do nothing” may be a kind of threat to Damien.

I'll take care of it.

"... having her sister in hospital is another condition. I want to see a doctor who is good at treating my eyes. I'll get you some money."

Miranda raised her face when I told her I was treating Shannon.

But he has a subtle look.

Because if you can treat it, the Circleys have already asked for it.

"I think she was rich, though? Wouldn't it be impossible to fully heal? I don't know because I'm not interested. I don't mind if I just introduce you."

And I say.

"How about this reward with your good magic? Sounds like you use a magic called golem. I want that for a reward."

If you would refuse me here, I thought to myself, but Damian nodded briefly.

Don't you have an obsession with your own magic, or do you think I can't use it?

"Do you want that much? If that's okay with you, don't even use your budget. I'd appreciate it, though. But don't complain later."

So Nowem pinched his mouth.

"That's surprisingly light. You don't think Master Lyell can use it?

Damien shakes his head to the side.

"Isn't it usable? The people I taught did have" magic succeeded ”. But at the end of the day, everyone complains."

It is the magic of Damien, who has elevated to skill.

Perhaps other human beings will not achieve much.

But it's magic like getting two names.

The seventh generation is right that just knowing is valuable as information.

"Even I speak to someone I know, but I guess I'm alone in joining you because I haven't been here for a while. Is that just Mr. Miranda?

Asking if anyone knew him, Damien turned up and started thinking.

"... there are people who want units, but there are a few of them available with that kid or not, right? People who can use it take their own units, and they don't give in to my threats."

Apparently you can't count on it.

I get the impression that I'm quite lacking as a person, but this is still a freak who is said to be the seven jewels of an academic city.

Must be excellent.

"Then I'll be here in three days. I need to be ready by then."

Damien leaves the guild when I try to hold a meeting.

Waving and telling us.

"We're gonna stay out there for research, too, right? Don't worry, I can do this on my own. You better get ready."

I get the impression of being really selfish, but I saw Mr. Miranda, who is more destined than that.

Look at me. I said something. I do.

"Anything you want to say?

"... how did you come up with my name? You know Shannon's here. Sure, I'm the one who let you see him, but I'm glad you just took the professor into the labyrinth."

I guess I'm worried about depositing Shannon.

As far as I'm concerned, it doesn't look like someone like this is in control of the spirit. No, what if this is a bad state?

(You're sweet from the beginning, and you can't judge me)

Nowem comforts Mr. Miranda.

"It's okay, Mr. Miranda. Shannon is solid, and a little outside the mansion is a good opportunity to see. Because I can't spread my world just because I'm stuck."

"But..."

Then Aria stuffed me.

Unlike Nowem, this one seems to disagree with me.

"Why did you take this request? Even the magic of rewards can only be used by that professor if you hear the story now!

Even for me, I didn't want to take this request, but I wanted to keep it away from Mr. Miranda, given Shannon.

Finally, there were times when it was just right to ask for help.

Sixth generation says.

"If you move to revamp it on Shannon's side, I'll be sure to sense it. That's good to know. If it's a labyrinth, Shannon can't interfere."

The fifth generation was also in agreement.

However, it seems that Shannon's retrofitting is not the only purpose.

"Then it's time for Lyell to“ grow ”too. Even when confronted with Shannon, there are limits to magic as it is now. '

At the stage of getting out of the labyrinth and growing up, the fifth generation began to think of excuses to keep Shannon away, saying it would be a little bad if there were Shannon in the mansion.

Until the second generation, Shannon doesn't seem to be very serious about it.

'As far as I'm concerned, I want Lyell to grow up on this occasion. Thinking ahead, it's tough not to be strong around here.'

The fourth generation was also in agreement.

The kind of mouth you want me to grow in the labyrinth, but you seem suspicious that it's going to be about Shannon.

"The people who train in the labyrinth have been around for a long time. Or is Shannon a monster candidate, as the fifth and sixth generations say? I don't think it's a monster in my opinion. Is Ceres special?

I sigh, and then I tell Aria.

"... it's for Miranda."

"Miranda's?

That's all I'm saying, we're ready, so we decided to act.

Three days later...

With my face on the guild, I wave when I see Clara with her luggage.

I carry a large load for my body, but I walked just like I usually do.

The new American adventurer looks at the sight in wonder.

You're on time.

This time, I asked Clara for support.

I thought I'd be reluctant to do so, but Clara quickly agreed.

In terms of compensation, this one is supposed to pay for it.

Clara saw us.

No, we're good.

Me, Nowem, and Aria just have a little more luggage than usual.

I guess there seemed to be too little luggage to try as I tended to stay in the labyrinth.

"I think the amount of luggage is small? I told you how much I needed beforehand, didn't I?

Clara, who seems a little dissatisfied, may have seen us licking the labyrinth.

I told him it was a misunderstanding and showed him a crate nearby.

"Is it a crate? You think I'm gonna carry that?

Clara's been looking at me like I'm inefficient.

Answer with a bitter laugh.

"No, in a place no one's seen since everyone got together -"

That's it, the adventurers coming to the guild started making noise.

"Hey, Damien's here!

"The march with the dolls."

"Challenging the labyrinth? I wish he'd come out from the beginning."

Looking in a strange and noisy direction, Clara explained to me.

Both Nowem and Aria had the same look they had when they saw the adventurers vacating the road and saw something incredible.

No, Nowem is as usual.

"Is this the march of Damien the Dollman? You saw something unusual. This alone may be worth joining. It's Damien who manipulates the puppets he creates, so it's possible to do this."

When I opened my eyes, my ancestors were surprised.

Second generation says.

"Dude, is this Damian, his magic!?"

The third generation muttered quietly.

'I see. Everyone wants it.'

Fourth generation too.

'If you look at this, you'll see what it's worth. There must be something wrong with seeing that it's not spreading.'

The fifth generation was a little excited.

"A doll made of iron. If we line up with these guys and let them storm, we won't have a whole bunch of opponents."

The sixth generation seems to be watching Mr. Miranda walk in with us.

'... unusual and moveable outfit? You look beautiful, Mireia.'

How much have you taken care of Mr. Mireia?

Only one person sees it in a different place.

The seventh generation was also frightened.

'Is that it? Normally, I think you get eyes on moving armor?

The seventh generation was right.

Full-body armor walks behind Damien with weapons and luggage.

At first glance, it would be the sight of Damien taking the knights. But the armor was not as worn by men.

Large hands and feet, and small body and head.

There is something wrong with the balance of the body.

"... because it moves the doll you've been making from the beginning, you're a doll user"

When I squealed like that, Nowem snorted, too.

"You're an amazing person. Will you be manipulating all those numbers by yourself?

It is the four dolls that Damian is taking with him.

The whole thing was in big baggage, and the rest were in bags, but they had weapons in their hands.

Mr. Miranda, walking with him, seemed a little embarrassed.

(He said he'd pick up the professor after he left Shannon at the hospital... maybe he didn't need to pick him up)

You were looking forward to trying the labyrinth, and Damien was there more motivated than you had seen before.

"Morning, gentlemen! It's a beautiful day to try the labyrinth!

Hearing Damian's words with high tension, I looked up into the sky.

It is cloudy today.

Aria was frightened.

The weather has nothing to do with the labyrinth.

That being said, Damian says with his glasses in the right position with his fingers.

I thought the fourth generation didn't do the tricks around here too well... etc.

"Doesn't matter? How can you say that? Some adventurers might stop challenging the labyrinth today because of the bad weather. Something about adventurers out there depends especially on the weather. Some adventurers may go to the tavern with these people. More importantly, when it rains, there are people out there who want to go to the labyrinth. See, the weather is important for challenging the labyrinth."

Damian's argument makes sense, but I have trouble being explained that far.

Besides, to be honest, it's a pain in the ass.

Damian like that looks at us just like Clara and his expression gets a little serious.

"I've tried the labyrinth before, I heard?

Aren't we less serious about the lack of luggage?

I guess that's what I thought.

I sighed and pointed at a crate loaded nearby.

"This is the whole package."

With that said, Damien nodded.

"So much so... you're not efficient. You can let my doll have it, but that'll reduce your fighting power?

That's what they told me. I asked Damien to move to a place where there were fewer people.

If you can enter the labyrinth and transport it to a room where no one is present, you can use the seventh generation of skills [box] there.

"That explains everything later, right? All right, then let's get to the labyrinth right away. There are many adventurers on the first to third floors underground. They barely even have fights down to the fifth basement, so when you get there, you take a break."

To my opinion, Damien was sneering and laughing.

"Nice. He's giving me an exposure. Guilds and adventurers can come in handy once in a while."

Damien is an adventurer, to be exact.

I have a guild card.

Leave Damien alone, who looks like he's having fun, and I'll get close to Mr. Miranda.

You were worried about Shannon, Miranda seemed restless.

"What's up?

"Huh? Oh, Shannon's a little, huh? Hospitalization seems to remind me of the old days, because I hated it..."

Three days ago, the circumstances were explained.

He seemed convinced then, but did Mr. Miranda resist when he was alone?

To think of it, Mr. Miranda may not be under Shannon's control.

The sixth generation seemed relieved.

'All right! Now the first phase is a success!

I succeeded in separating Mr. Miranda and Shannon, but the request I took was to take Damien and defeat the boss on the 40th basement floor.

In the sixth generation, Mr. Miranda would be more important than that.

(Mr. Mireia...... maybe the sixth generation bothered you a lot?

I'm getting anxious to see how obsessed I am with this, that I might have caused some trouble.

I'm already talking about the past.

"It's a good opportunity. For Shannon and Miranda."

"Even for me?

Look at me. Look at Mr. Miranda. I make an excuse I had prepared in advance.

"How about trusting someone a little more, even if they're too dependent on each other? Shannon is solid... better than she looks"

It's a weak image, but I couldn't even say the inside was belly black.

When Aria approaches me, she doesn't have to worry about Miranda.

"Yes, Miranda. Believe me a little. I need to put it up. Besides, it's a hospital, so you can take care of it."

I'm in trouble if you don't see it.

That's why I paid the gold.

I know Damien, so did he pay attention to the other side or have a private room?

It was more expensive than I thought thanks to you.

(That's the best you've used in a while. I also bought a spare weapon)

Damien's dolls lift the crate.

They also contain water, food, and even spare weapons.

(Well, Miranda's persuasion is that you want to do Damien's request somehow)

Damien hurries us.

"Let's go fast. Time is finite and precious. We can't waste it here."

I sigh.

Then Nowem comforted me.

"Let's go, Master Lyell. It's okay. I've been preparing for this day."

I snorted and walked behind Damien, who sang his nose out.

There's Nowem on the side.

Behind it follows Mr. Miranda with Aria and Clara.

To challenge Aramsarth's labyrinth, he may look rather unreliable from around him.

But your ancestors are different.

There's a second generation in mild condition...

"Will it take you a week? Five days would be enough."

The third generation.

"Miranda might be harder to convince."

Fourth generation too.

'I guess. Lyell would have been a little distanced in the previous incident... and could have stood around better... Shh!

I got tongued.

Fifth generation says.

"In up to a week, you beat down a 40-story boss to convince Miranda, right? It's harder to convince Miranda, but you can afford it. '

The fifth generation is right, he stopped talking to me like he did recently.

Because I forced Shannon into the hospital.

(I should have done better)

It's too late to regret it, but the sixth generation says.

"Lyell. I don't care about Damien's magic, but just convince Miranda to do whatever it takes. You got it. '

A strong sixth generation comes to mind as it threatens.

I shook my head to the side.

Nowem, walking next door, smiles and says she has no problem because she has been calling me to see if she is okay.

Finally, the seventh generation.

"With Damien's magic, you can take a tactic of war that only forces armor to storm. In some cases, even a few soldiers can deal with more than twice as many enemies... No, I'm looking forward to it!

This request overlaps the thoughts of your ancestors on Damian's request.

I was wondering if I could do both.