00157 #7 – Admit me, evil spirit
#7 – Admit me, evil spirits (7)
oh oh oh oh…
As soon as we entered the labyrinth, a threatening wind noise was heard.
You can feel the presence of a labyrinth different from the dungeon.
He smiled at the sense of longing for it.
‘Well, I can’t even see a smiling face.’
It is a sorrow with a synchronization rate of 1% isolated from the joys and sorrows.
Anyway, the party members didn’t show any signs of atrophy.
I thought it was natural to just look at each member one by one.
Black Mountain Boss Wilhelm Meyer, exclusive escort Lina, all-round rogue Rave, staff mosaic girl, main tank nanny, sub tank Dorothy Aegis, quick swordsman Cheong-il, swordsman Kuro.
Isn’t there a gathering of people who boast of their outstanding skills? The labyrinth rats on the B1 floor and the goblins on the B2 floor didn’t even come close.
Even the monsters know. The fact that there is a strong enemy here with an absolute difference in ability.
“boss! I will show you a different side of Lina from two years ago!”
“..how proficiency in the pathfinding skill?”
“Get Directions? Didn’t you learn?”
yes. It hasn’t changed at all from two years ago.
I didn’t even expect it.
“This is it.”
On the other hand, Rave, who has been studying everything in the thieves field for two years and three months, did a great job as a guide.
“ah. There is a trap!”
As a bonus, it catches traps easily.
Except for the assassination, it was incomparable to Lina, who was incompetent.
“I thought it was strange because he was the boy the boss had cherished, but his skills are really good.”
“It’s still the beginning, so I can’t say that the pathfinding or trap level is very high, but the basics seem to be well established.”
“On the other hand, over there… … .”
With the successive achievements of Rave, Lina was energetic and took the lead, saying that she would try to find a way and find traps.
Then, he activated all traps with his whole body, deflecting projectiles flying by with a dagger, loftricks off the fading ground, and showed the skill of evading the hot water by evading the hot water.
As an added bonus, the arrival point was the place where Lina swore that she would start guiding the route by going around a big circle.
“It was a fine technique, Lina.”
“Ugh… you’re wrong, boss. I will never spit again.”
There was no battle other than a humiliating declaration of defeat.
The same was true on the B3 floor, where the wide passageways were narrow and diversified, and on the B4 floor, where iron weapons and traps began to appear.
Disregarding the word that this is a zone of aggressive and dangerous orcs, we have been chasing after Rave all the time, feeling like we are exploring a maze without encountering a single orc.
“The labyrinth was a safer place than I thought.”
“Ugh. It’s very different from what I’ve heard.”
NPCs also looked around with strange expressions and wondered.
“It is because we are so strong.”
“boss. Are you saying that the monsters recognized our strength?”
“Yes. Monsters have more developed instincts and sixth sense than humans. Individuals with a survival instinct will not even come close.”
“I know orcs love to fight. It is said that he is not afraid to fight against strong enemies.”
“If a fight with a strong enemy is successful, it will be. But wouldn’t it be a different story to be killed by an absolute strong man? Enjoying a fight is something that can only happen after the fight is over.”
In the end, if one of Kurona and Sino-Japanese holds only one sword, the Orcs can cut through hundreds of them. There is an insurmountable wall between our party and the mobs.
“Boss.. Lina is suffering because she can’t see blood…!”
“Even if you don’t like it, if you go to the B6 floor, the game will come.”
“really? What is on the B6 floor? Are you stronger than orcs?”
I don’t know if it’s stronger than Orcs, but there are some annoying opponents.
“zombie.”
“Ahhh! rancidity! Terrible appearance! I hate zombies!”
After chatting like that, we took a seat near the stairs going down to the B5 floor and camped.
Even if there was no battle, he was just walking in the dark labyrinth all day, so rest was essential. It is a labyrinth that if you don’t take a break when you can, you’ll end up in a bad shape someday.
The vigil had everyone, except me and Rave, take turns standing in pairs. It is not particularly likely that the enemy will approach, but it was to make a habit of standing vigilantly.
Why not me and Rave?
Rave is still young and lacks physical abilities, and is struggling all day to find a way and spot traps. It was difficult for the detection ability to be lost due to insufficient sleep.
I don’t do anything special, but since I’m the boss and the king, I’m just sucking honey with the power of power.
‘This is good.’
In fact, from the beginning, the minion was created with the goal of such a pleasant labyrinth exploration. I felt a strange sense of accomplishment when I thought that I had achieved my goal in two years.
Leaving behind the dignified figure of Dorothy Aegis’s nanny who stood at the beginning, she went into her sleeping bag and closed her eyes.
[Enters sleep mode.]
[Keep sleeping until an event occurs or all fatigue is recovered.]
* * *
[An event has occurred.]
[Sleep ends.]
[Most of the consumed health has been restored.]
drowsiness kicks in I wondered if there was something wrong with waking up earlier than expected, but there was no sign of urgency in the voice I heard in my ears.
“boss. Boss. Wake up.”
“Reena?”
“Boss. Something big happened.”
I unzipped my sleeping bag and jumped up.
I grabbed my sword and looked around.
The party members were either sleeping in their sleeping bags or lying on their backs near the bonfire.
“… … .”
Only the mosaic woman, who had been on the bed with Lina, shook her head and bowed her head.
“What’s the big deal?”
“Lina is bored! Oh my gosh?”
개새끼야.
I barely suppressed the insult that was about to rise to the tip of my neck.
“Play with daggers.”
“I was really tired of that!”
“Would patience be a virtue for an assassin?”
“no! Even the Mosaic woman said that when it comes to investing, it is only fools who do not know how to make a profit quickly. The same goes for assassination!”
“… … .”
The mosaic woman who met her gaze was startled and bowed her head 90 degrees. It was a silent signal that I was aware that I was talking nonsense, so please don’t belittle me.
Even Lina doesn’t have the patience to say things like that. Obviously, he has a high affinity for me, so he’s being foolish.
There was nothing to be angry about, and I didn’t even want to go back to bed after waking up. I asked, reluctantly, looking at Lina with my arms crossed.
“therefore. What do you want me to do?”
“Tell me a scary story!”
“horror story?”
“Yes! Lina loves things like that!”
“It’s a scary story…”
When I was playing as the head of the orphanage, I used to tell stories about these and other things while raising my children.
At that time, the memories of studying comics, fairy tales, and ghost stories so hard to tell children about various stories came to mind.
I feel like I miss this somehow.
“good night. I will tell you a scary story about the labyrinth.”
“Wow! exciting!”
“As I said before, this story is a true story.”
Lina blinked her eyes.
So, it’s a reaction that has a strong feeling of what to do.
Feeling a sense of defeat, he started a scary story.
“There are many treasures in the labyrinth, and adventurers enter the labyrinth to find them. However, sometimes adventurers find strange objects whose purpose is unknown no matter how much they ponder.”
“You can apply the appraisal!”
“Of course, any party with the financial means will do that. But if you don’t have money, if you run out of appraisals, or if you’re not sure that they’re of value, you can’t write them.”
When I presented a concrete rebuttal, Lina seemed to be slowly approaching me, leaning against the wall and leaning towards me.
“Treasure hunter is a special type of job that investigates the identity of such suspicious objects and searches for rare objects.”
Treasure Hunter (treasure hunter). This was a job that existed even 100 years ago. Although it is a non-mainstream job, it is an occupation with a long history, so Lina easily understood and showed interest.
“Treasure Hunters are quite strong in this field, such as easily discovering their identity or realizing hidden usage even when they encounter suspicious objects. But it was a different story when it came to this thing.”
“What is it?”
“The jar of Lygia. If you look around the labyrinth, it is a pot lying around a dead end.”
Lina chuckled.
“jar? Ahhh. Why does such a thing appear in the labyrinth? It’s really crazy.”
“You can laugh like that when you don’t know the circumstances. But the second time you find this jar, you will no longer be able to smile like that.”
“why?”
“These jars are found in ‘different places’. It is also the ‘same jar’.”
“What?”
Lina’s face still had a smile on her face.
“Isn’t that a geek who has nothing to do?”
“Are there any geeks who put pots on the dead end of the labyrinth, from the upper part of the labyrinth to the lower part, with the sole goal of making the viewer feel a little reluctant to carry it down, risking countless risks?”
“It’s… um. That is unlikely.”
There was a slight sense of insecurity in his confident voice, as if he would never be afraid.
“What is that jar? I feel bad.”
“Even the adventurers who first discovered the jar felt such reluctance and commissioned a famous treasure hunter. Please reveal the identity of the jar and explain why it is found in a completely different place.”
“Wow… it’s a request that looks like it’s absolutely dangerous…”
“Treasure Hunter accepted the request. It was because I thought that such an blatantly suspicious object would hide an expensive secret that no one else knew about.”
“Did the Treasure Hunter find the jar?”
I nodded.
“It wasn’t right. Because there was nothing left in the places where the jars were first discovered. Instead, it was found at the dead end of the sub-dungeon ＜Gate of Plague> in the middle of the labyrinth.”
“It’s a bad place.”
“The Treasure Hunter thoroughly assessed the jar and realized only a few basic facts. It was the fact that it was a pot big enough for one person to fit in, and there were strange dents on the outside.”
“Is that something you should be afraid of?”
“She ran through the dents in the jar and noticed a strange ‘mark’. When I restored it, I could see that the inscription ‘Thalia’ was written on the hollow part of the jar.”
Lina had a clear sign of doubting whether this was a really scary story.
“The Treasure Hunter thought it was a frivolous item and reported the information he found out to the client. And I heard one creepy thing from the client.”
“What?”
“Thalia was the name of a colleague who suddenly disappeared on the journey to discover the jar.”
Lina asked, a little terrified.
“What was in the jar?”
“there was nothing. It just felt wet.”
The scary part starts here.
“The Treasure Hunter wandered around the labyrinth again and was able to find a pot of courtesy. The jar was the same as before, but with one difference.”
“What has changed?”
“A pure white ＜name tag> was attached to the part where there was a dent. There were no blemishes left on the jar as if it should have been there from the beginning. But there was no ‘Thalia’ name there.”
“therefore?”
“She wrote the name of someone she knew in order to uncover the secret hidden in this jar. And when I picked up the jar and tried to move it, I was surprised by the heavy weight and looked inside.”
The sound of swallowing saliva was heard from beyond the bonfire.
It seems that the mosaic woman is concentrating firmly.
“The inside of the jar was full of dark liquid. Any object immersed in the liquid to identify it has melted.”
“Ahhh… I’m starting to have a bad feeling!”
“While the surprised Treasure Hunter opened his eyes for a moment, the jar disappeared somewhere. The Treasure Hunter, possessed by an ominous premonition, went to find the person whose name he had written down.”
But he was not on the earth.
“He did not return after entering the labyrinth. Even though he was an adventurer who made a living, he had already passed the time to return in a normal way, and he had enough skills and kept hunting only in a stable section.”
“Are you missing?”
“The Treasure Hunter went back into the labyrinth and went to the hunting ground where the man was usually active, and found the jar again at a dead end there.”
gulp.
The sound of a nervous mosaic woman swallowing saliva was heard.
“Boss, boss. That story is kinda scary. How about stopping?”
“Even Lina is not afraid, but she is.”
“Lina is scared! Not as good as Mosaic, but I hate that jar!”
“The Treasure Hunter looked into the jar. The black liquid was still there, but I noticed something different from before.”
“Ignore it!?”
I’ve told you the story up to this point, can you take it out at the end?
I said with a symbol that I couldn’t sleep because I was scared.
“It was the fact that there were footprints on the ‘floor’ leading up to the front of the jar, and there were no footprints going back.”
“It worked too! It must have been eaten!”
“The Treasure Hunter shed tears. Because the name she wrote carelessly was the name of her lover. When I turned the jar upside down and spilled the liquid inside, the liquid pierced the ground and disappeared.”
“A lover!?”
“There was none. In anger, she smashed the jar with her sword, but not even a small gold was found in the jar. She just looked down at the jar in disbelief.”
Lina shrugged her shoulders slightly.
“It was an eerie pot. But the name of the lover written on the jar was Lygia?”
“Legia is the name of the Treasure Hunter.”
“What? What the hell was that stupid treasure hunter thinking of putting his name on such an eerie jar?”
I asked meaningfully.
“Why do you think?”
“Ugh, what is it? It was Lina who asked. Don’t ask me the other way around like that…”
“Ligia stared at the jar all the time with eyes wet with sorrow, and witnessed the appearance of a new ＜name tag> from the torn marks of the jar’s ＜name tag>.”
“Wait, did you write your name down?”
“Yes. Lygia wrote her name and disappeared with the jar. The only thing left in her place was a journal in which the contents of the jar were written.”
Lina clearly showed her dislike.
“It’s a really disgusting jar! I think Lina will develop a phobia of jars.”
“By the way, this story is true. If you go to the Imperial Adventurers’ Guild, they still keep the journal found at that time. Somewhere in the labyrinth, the urn of Lygia must still exist.”
“I hate it! I don’t want to see such an eerie jar! I never want to see you!”
I gently stroked Lina’s hair with my hand.
“Don’t be so scared. Lygia’s pot won’t come out unless it’s a dead end.”
“I, over there… Boss. So what about this?”
We looked back at the bonfire at Mosaic’s frightened question.
There was a jar.
On the dead end of the road where the party members were sleeping.
‘crazy. Did this really exist?’
We were choked with suffocating horror and couldn’t even open our mouths.