The next morning.

I woke up. I noticed a little box outside the window.

Someone is replacing the window frame with a luggage storage area…

Anyway, I'm staying on the third floor of the inn today.

If you don't put it down on purpose, there's no way there's a package in a place like this.

"... what is this?

I open the window and observe the box.

It feels like I glanced at the magic and attributes inside... for now, it doesn't look like it's dangerous.

Either that or I feel close to food.

"Why don't you open it?"

I grabbed the box and opened it.

Then there was something inside that looked like a handmade cookie.

I'll try one.

"... Hmm. That's where the flavor is."

It has a rustic taste, like handmade.

What's characteristic is the slightest bitterness.

There is probably a mixture of herbs that have a detoxifying effect, called nigga grass.

I haven't eaten much sweet food since this day and age, so I find it very tasty.

Because in this day and age, sugar is expensive and seems to be an item that is not readily available.

The question is, who gave you cookies made from such luxury goods?

Is it a gift from someone who was helped by me in the dragon case of "The City of Beginnings"?

While I think about it, I flip a box with cookies in it.

Then the bottom of the box came off and a letter came out of it.

Double bottom. Typical hidden letter M.O.

"Well... this is like fate"

Squeeze like that. I'll open the letter.

The letter did not mention the name of the sender.

Instead, in a succinct sentence, it says a warning to me.

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Please flee the labyrinth city.

And stay away from labyrinth cities until branch control is gone.

Just in case, in a labyrinth city, I suggest you don't eat anymore.

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... Hmm.

If I interpret this literature honestly, does it mean that I am being targeted for my life by branch control?

It's nothing strange or anything in itself.

I've only met Branch Control Risal once, but if that man is for power, it's not weird to assassinate me. That's what I had my eyes on.

Don't eat... That means perhaps the means of assassination is poisoning.

"Be thankful to receive the warning"

I shrugged and put the letter in a special space bag.

Apparently, the sender of the letter even worried me about my life after giving me some delicious cookies.

I don't know who got it on what route, but you have to live with gratitude.

"Well, do you want some rice?"

I left the inn room, thanking the sender for the warning.

I'm sorry I seem to disobey the warning all of a sudden, but I'm not going to escape the Labyrinth City as much as that guy targeted me for my life.

If you think you can assassinate an alchemist with poison, that's funny.

Then a few minutes later.

I was in the labyrinth city, coming to the destination restaurant.

I'd rather use an unusual store if I were to avoid assassinations, but I don't even care about that.

Why should I care about the assassin?

While I think about it, I place my orders as usual.

"One stir-fried Gil Club."

"Aye."

Stir-fried Gil Club is one of the restaurant's specialty dishes.

Alchemy can cook delicious dishes, but human-made dishes are flavorful and I like them.

For that reason, when I picked up my meal, I tried to eat as much as possible in a regular store.

Maybe it's a recoil that before I was rejuvenated, I was just stuck in an alchemy study, eating all the alchemy dishes.

"Aye."

With the words of an unfathomable shopkeeper, a plate of stir-fry comes out.

But today's food tasted different from the usual.