The audience slowly exhaled from the bottom of their lungs as the black bone shards splashed across the stone floor, swallowing solitary spit and watching.

And a few seconds later, he shouts out temporarily.

"I did it! Thor!!

Sora screaming as she jumps up.

Running straight over, he jumps quietly to Tor with his sword in his sheath.

"To-chan can do it. Because he was mooing!

Though he is a good breastfeeding child, it is even more so because he shared < prediction >.

"Mr. Thor, you are truly splendid..."

Euril dyed red on the tip of his ear, leaking a small tear as he put his hand on his mouth.

I guess I've just been watching nearby for decades, and I'm just a little emotional.

"I did it! Yay! Yay! Damn it, old man!

"Ouch! Ouch! It hurts, Coo! Okay, so don't slap me in the back!

Kugase, overexcited, is waving her arms without realizing just how her screaming friend is doing.

"You're stunned, I can't believe you really knocked me down..."

"Wow."

"Oh, he's a great man. I'll always be proud to have crossed my sword with him."

"Yeah, I guess I'll never forget that I could have fought both shoulder to shoulder. Come on, then. Suppose we start a feast? Mr. Russell would love to help. Now hurry up and get ready."

Next to the twins and swordsmen who nod at each other with their arms together, a little bearded flame starts flipping their luggage with a hasty face.

"No... hey"

"Oh, I don't see it."

It is the two Ethereal Scales of Licori and Mordamo who dishearten their voices.

The twins, who looked around at the word, also leaked the word with a frown.

"If you ask me, there's nowhere to go."

"Again. Come on, you fucking labyrinth."

"There are also signs of that...... Nene, where's Detective?

To my sister's inquiry, my sister, a lightning man, unfortunately shook her head to the side.

Still can't seem to use magic tricks in this room.

"Kugase, you know what you mean by walls and stuff. Just sniff it."

"Don't treat people like dogs! Besides, I'm not sure how thick this room is."

Kugase, holding up the corner of his forehead as he complained back, looks round the walls on all sides.

Then at the end he shifts his gaze to the throne where the black skeleton was sitting, noticing as much indentation as the head of the person on it.

The girl, often conceived, abruptly met with Pong.

"Heh heh, my horns didn't seem to deceive you, even if they deceived you!

"I wonder if that's a keyhole. It doesn't look like a hole in a skeleton key."

"But if you do, it's big, Lili. Oh, well!

"Yes, if it's the right bone, you're just rolling there."

"Why do you say it all! I'm trying to tell you now!

Leaving Kugase trampling the estate wasted, the twins pick up the head of the labyrinth lord who has just been defeated.

Fortunately, there seems to be no missing spot in the disastrous black skull.

The nodding twins approach the throne in the back holding a black bone.

The moment I tried to fit my skull into a hole in the wall, there was a voice coming from behind me.

"Wait a minute, please"

The Lord of the voice was Thor.

On its right hand is Sola, on its left is Euril clinging, and behind its neck is Moo hanging.

"What, you want to do it?

"No, we're just gonna move a little bit. All right, good."

Tor, who took the three of them to the wall, sent his gaze to the center of the room and then let them snort.

I'm not sure. I twisted my neck in that behavior, Kikirili, but I lose my curiosity and hit the skeleton in the hole in the wall.

The black skull tucked into the wall to be sucked in perfectly.

But I don't try to move from there.

The twins turned around to see some change, but keep an eye out, as shown.

In the center of the room, where Tor and the others stood, a big hole appeared.

"What's this!

"Suddenly the floor fell out! Grandma, you had a crisis."

Running over, Kikirili and Kugase peek into the bottom of the hole and scream at each other again.

"What's this!?

You were intrigued by that voice, and Sora, who took her hand off Tor, also approaches the hole.

And to what's going on inside, you and I raise our voices of surprise just like that.

"Wow! This is amazing"

The hole is about five steps wide and is the depth for a few people at the height of an adult?

There are no irregularities at all in the walls, cut vertically.

The problem is the bottom of the hole.

What I saw there was a burning bright red lava accumulation.

It boils down to two, and a tremendous amount of heat is transmitted to the top of the hole.

The twins and kugase spill their thoughts orally in the wake of the air that sears their faces.

"If you fall, you won't be able to help first."

"Isn't this a trap you might not have to! If you're standing here, it's definitely Dobon."

"Until the end, you're fucked by Hondo"

Did that come off, and Lambmerla mumbled with a troubled face?

"Then the Great Pit ends up nowhere..."

"No, there is. Look, there it is."

With Thor's voice and his lifted fingers, everyone looks up overhead.

And to the sight of spreading to the ceiling, I lost much of my voice in surprise.

Soon, the black overlapping pigeons had disappeared.

Instead, his face out of the back was a bright black fountain stretched out against the ceiling.

Strangely, its quiet surface defies gravity and does not attempt to drip over here.

"That..."

"Oh, you were hiding in an unexpected place"

It was an image of air leaking out of a hole that was pierced into the ground, but it could also be described as a hiding method that took it backwards.

Probably, but when the lava heat hit, it was a trick that allowed the black shadowy tent to disappear.

"Over my head is really unexpected."

"I was surprised."

"Duh, how do you seal it? Mr. Lamb, do you copy?

Asking Sola, the waterboy girl gently let her lips lift.

Then put both hands straight up.

"O bitter waters of sorrow, your new abode. Now go. Get the fuck off me!

At the same time as the cry, Shizuku thrived greatly on both eyes of Rammella.

It looks just like tears, but the colors are obviously different.

The clear blue liquid overflows from the girl's two eyes one after the other, aiming for heaven to be inhaled as it is.

The blue tears that reached the black springs that spread to the ceiling immediately spread to its surface.

The Tors continued to see the fantastic sight of the black waters covered in blue as if enchanted.

Eventually the last drop squeezes out of Lambmerla's eyes and is sucked into the overhead fountain to shape the crown.

The moment the signs of impatience were completely sealed, Thor pulled his strength out of his back.

It sits right on the ground.

"What's up, Tor?"

"Oh, I just lost my mind a little bit"

"Congratulations again, Mr Thor, Mr Lambmerla"

To Euril's words of celebration, Rammella shook her head deeply.

A real tear in its eyes was trying to convey a booming cheek.

To cut the girl's tears, the many unspeakable hardships so far would have come back to the back of everyone's brain.

A loud voice echoed in the room as he tried to immerse himself in the joy of hissing and freeing himself from it.

"Come on. Come on, I'm sorry to keep you waiting. Let the feast begin! Here, here you go."

It was Balucconia with the jock in her hand that was putting up cheerful hangings that smashed the atmosphere.

Hand over the cups poured with waves and black barley to your fellow inquisitors one after the other.

"There's also fire alcohol and honey. If only a little of the ancient cask liquor. Oh, we have apple water for Master Mum and Master Sola. Yes, ladies and gentlemen, you've gone over. Now, Master Thor, please."

"Ah, oh. To victory, then."

"To victory!

"Cheers!"

"In our new land!

"To the brethren who led us this far!

Shouting in his mouth, the Tors hoisted their cups.

There. Now Russell showed up with a large simmering pan.

Sora reacts occasionally to the smell that seems delicious.

"Oh, this is the pot I've been hearing about for a long time."

"Yeah, it's a treat to wait for. This is a traditional flame pan that is passed down to Zuma. I'd like to explain a lot, but it would be quicker for you to have it first."

Balucconia removing the lid from the pan with that said, but the moos and quails who gained momentum and peeked in raise their disappointed voices.

"I'm not in anything! Isn't it just the stock?"

"You've been fooled..."

"You haven't gone out of style. Shall I just hang my beard and shave my hair?"

"Oh, I got it."

"Oh, please calm down. From now on, from now on. Please, Mr. Russell."

In response to the call, Russell advances again.

In his hand were thin knives, like willow leaves, and delicious chunks of meat.

The swordsman who lifted the meat suddenly sickened the knife in a meat rinse.

A very thinly stripped piece of flesh flutters through the universe and lands in a swimming pan.

Picking it with chopsticks and letting it swim in the pan several times, Baluconia pulls it up lightly to the dish.

"Look, I got it. Did the sauce crush the sesame seeds or squeezed the blue teak? Soak whatever you want."

"Oh, is there a proper fire through it? You'd better boil it tighter."

"You'll be fine. Come on, take a bite first."

"Mm, what is this!

"Good!"

"Soft!"

"Grandma, more!

To the moos who made a noise like a hickory bird, Baluconia lets her snort as she pulls her moustache.

"We also have plenty of vegetables available. It's amazing how delicious it is."

"Can I have that one?"

"I want vegetables too. Hurry up."

Tor was smiling unknowingly at everyone who gathered in the pot and made a fuss.

A pile of meat into a small plate there, Sola approached me with a delightful face.

"Yes, Tor, go ahead. Ahem."

"Oh, thank you. Let me eat."

To Thor, who honestly opened his mouth, Sola hurried up to lift the meat after her eyes were rounded.

A few times, she sees it chewed and swallowed, then the girl asks pleasantly.

"Tasty, Tor?

"Oh, it's the best"

Sora looked up with a full grin at the childhood familiar face who said so and nodded.

While noticing the tense look of the hidden toil behind it.