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"What am I doing?

Lizardman's Zeld was somehow eating a mothpot in a labyrinth stretching beneath the ruins.

"Mimic's guts are perishable, so if we're gonna eat them, we need to light them on fire fast."

is the word of Rise.

"That's right. The taste of mimic moths deteriorates so badly when frozen or chilled by ice magic before they are damaged immediately that if you want to eat them, you have to eat them in the labyrinth. Mr. Zeld is a happy man to have such a fresh mimic in his first labyrinth!

and Lamia eating a moth pot with a hock-face.

"Is that so……………"

Zeldo eats a mothpot somehow without falling into his heart.

(Delicious is unreasonable again)

"Some gastronomers hire escorts to dive into the labyrinth just to eat mimics for the delicious taste of mimics."

"Mimic is nutritious, isn't it!

The other demons happily clean a plate with a pot of moth.

(This is what happened when I thought it was strangely collaborative.)

Even though he serves the same Lord, the basic demons are not boring with the multiracial.

Zeld felt his pride as a warrior refused to convince him that the reason he was too handy to crusade Mimic was because he understood that he had eaten a hot pot.

(Oh, but delicious! We'll figure out the hard stuff later! That's good!

Zeld, whose warrior's pride succumbed to the delicacy of Mimic's pot, avoided losing his pride by concentrating on his meal.

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"Now, I've been able to feed my English with a hot pot. Shall we head back?"

After finishing their meal, Rises clears the dishes and reunites their exploration.

"But Lord, there was only Mimic here, was there? There's no passage that leads to the back."

Zeld's right, there's nothing in the room but empty crates.

"No, there's a good chance there's something in this room about Mimic."

"Is that so?

Rise begins to move indoors as he touches the floor at his feet, and Lamia stretches out her body and explores with her hands the one above the wall.

Blackdog walked with a snort, and Large Spider and the others were sticking up in the sky looking up.

"Mimic is often prepared as a dummy for attacking intruders, but it is often used as an otri to hide his life... Here it is."

When Rise, who was exploring the floor, grins nibbly, he plugs a knife into the gap between the floor stones.

Then he pushes up the floor stone with the Teco principle, and Lamia lifts up that stone.

When the salamander illuminated the part where the floor stone was removed, there was one switch there.

"The switch will be pressed by Mr. Zeld, so please keep Mr. Rise and the others outside."

"Huh? My push?

Zeldo is pushed to play a role of rush and danger.

The demons evacuate outdoors one after the other.

(Is this a warrior's job? Is this not in itself a danger of a trap? No, more dangerous than being a warrior, taking the initiative to jump in and protect the Lord is my nomination!

Having convinced himself with forceful reason, Zeld never pushes the switch.

Then a noise called Gagon started opening the back wall of the room.

"……… Phew."

Zeld was relieved that there was no trap.

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"This is amazing."

Further behind the aisle, awaiting the Rises who entered the hidden room was a chest on one side.

"This, maybe it's all Mimic?

Rise drools and salivates.

"I feel a fever. Everything seems mimic."

Lamia was also softly looking around.

The other demons have begun to prepare dishes.

"This is all the demons we had earlier called Mimic."

Zeld rings his throat unexpectedly remembering the earlier delicacies.

"But it's you. Wouldn't this be the only way we could do Mimic's ranch?

"" Huh?

Rise and Lamia seeing Zeld with a decent eye.

"No, we can't increase it alone, but if this is all we have, can we breed a ton of mimics? Humans are good at that, aren't they?

……

……

Rise and Lamia, who suddenly become silent.

"Duh, what's wrong?

Zeld baffled by two suddenly silent people.

"" Zeld-kun! "!"

Rise and Lamia open their mouths at the same time.

"Ugh, um!?"

"" Great idea! "!!"

"I'm not trying to farm Mimic."

"Mimic is certainly a creature, too. Eat more, I do have that idea!

Rise and Lamia thrive violently.

"All right, if you decide so, we'll bring Mimic out! Large Spiders, make sure Mimic's mouth doesn't open so we can glue it around with yarn!

Large Spiders pose with their forelegs up.

"Ugh, uhh..."

Zeld was frightened by the Rises, who had begun to sneeze for their original purpose, but someone pounded him on the back like that.

"No?"

Blackdog and Salamander were the ones who slapped him on the shoulder.

"Wow!"

"Sher!"

They couldn't talk to each other in their own words, but somehow Zeld felt like they were saying, "Don't do it."

From this moment forward, Zeld was truly recognized as one of the Rises.

"Ara?"

and there, Lamia, who tried to carry the crate, raises her voice.

"What's wrong, Lamia?

"No, it doesn't look like this crate mimic"

That's how Lamia opens the chest.

In it was one gem.

"This is……"

The jewel was bigger than a regular jewel, and above all it was characterised by evil signs that flooded out from the inside.

Yes, it is the jewel of art that seals the power of the demons that Rise and the others were looking for.

Finally, they found the treasure they were searching for.

"Uh, carry me away with you."

"Yes."

However, Rice and the others who discovered the luxury ingredients focused on conveying the mimic by gently streaming the results.

"… that wasn't what it was supposed to be about?

But Zeldo's words did not reach as much as shards in their ears that dreamed of Mimic Ranch.