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\nThe warriorâs guild at night was buzzing with activity as the guild members returned from the labyrinth.\n\nAdventurers who returned safely alive would redeem their parts, which were proof that they had defeated a demon. As a rule, only guilds certified by the church are allowed to redeem them.\n\nWith the money they earn, they share their joy with their party members and go into town to buy women.\n\nThose who canât stand that much stay here to get drunk on the sweet wine of victory.\n\nThe Warriorâs Guild is a renovated tavern, so itâs hardly different from a normal tavern. The building it used to occupy was getting old, so it was moved here. The only difference is that there is a training facility at the back of the tavern.\n\nThey are only serving alcohol on the side. Even though itâs a side job, itâs a full-scale business that employs cooks and female waitresses.\n\nOf course, theyâre serious about their main job. If they donât deliver a certain amount of demonic essence, the guild master will be replaced.\n\nAs for todayâs main job, the gathering of demonic essence was reasonable , and Rob was in a good mood as he went about his work. Heâs a tavern manager and guild master, so heâs very busy. He was secretly thinking that in another ten years, he would focus on just the side job.\n\nThe Warrior Guild is often referred to as a âtrash canâ, but because there are so many members it is natural that the amount of demonic essence gathered in the guild will be high. This was the result of accepting everyone that comes their way, and Robâs reputation in the church was good.\n\nOn the other hand, the Swordsmenâs Guild is the one that picks and chooses people based on their class and background, and even imposes exams. They claim to be an elite few, but their earnings are not good. There is no doubt that the guild master will change sooner or later. Rob was secretly eager to swallow the entire underpopulated guild before he retires.\n\nThere are a lot of newcomers tonight, and they are getting some much appreciated advice and counsel from senior guild members.\n\nTheir words of the experienced who survived are invaluable and money and cannot be bought with money. The newcomers are intently listening to their words of advice.\n\n\nâHey, Rob. I see business is good again today. You canât stop smiling.â\n\nâYeah, I donât think the side job was going to be crowded, though.â\n\nâThatâs what Iâm talking about!ăI donât even know which is your main jobâ\n\nâI made the right decision when I relocated the guild to this tavern.â\n\nâYour predecessor was a coward.â\n\nâItâs original.â\n\n\nHe was serving drinks while chatting lightly with veteran guild members. Though it goes without saying that the main job is his priority.\n\n\nâWhew. This drink brings me back to life? Itâs a great way to celebrate your survival.â\n\nâI do it every day.â\n\nâI just canât seem to settle down without doing this. If only we had more types of alcohol and more young women here, weâd be in for a treat.â\n\n\nThe veteranâs routine is to cash in at the guild and have a light drink on the spot, then go out into the entertainment district.\n\nItâs a depraved life, but he doesnât care about it at all. He thinks that he will live as he pleases and when his luck runs out, he will just die. It can be said that his skills are first-class, as he makes his money in the area around the 50th floor.\n\nUp to the 50th floor is first-class. If you can get to the 70th floor, youâre among the best. After that itâs real monsters. They are insane people who fight while enduring the miasma. You can hunt for a bit, but the risk is too high. There are no other options, but itâs not very realistic.\n\nThe hundredth floor underground is currently considered the lowest level, but all of the suicide squads that have made it to that level have been killed by miasma poisoning. The only proof is the last will of the warriors who have returned to the ground.\n\n\nâHa-ha!ăIf I could get all those young girls, Iâd make the tavern my main job.â\n\nâWell, if you do, be sure to let me know. Iâll be one of your best patrons.â\n\nâMaybe when I lose my job. Unfortunately, that wonât happen for a while longer. Iâve been able to provide enough demonic essence to not catch the churchâs attention. Weâre going to need you guys to do more to increase the variety of drinks here.â\n\n\nThe old veteran laughs boldly as Rob offers him a new drink.\n\n\nâHaha, then you should put some effort into training the rookies. Sometimes the master himself should do it. Jabba was complaining about it. Donât make me do everything for you.â\n\nâIâm paying him for that. He should be more excited about this. Maybe thereâs some gems lying around that Iâd be willing to work on.â\n\n\nAs Rob joked, he remembered a certain girl. He wasnât sure if she was a gem, but he was sure she was someone to watch out for.\n\nAnd Matari. That girl will become a great success once she gains actual battle experience. She has the potential to do so. Thatâs why Rob trained her in person.\n\n\nâHeh, itâs a tall order. Itâs no joke to lose your life because of some fool. I heard that those noblemen whom Jabba led ran away crying. They lack the guts.â\n\n\nThe aristocratic youths who were acting bossy while being rookies, have all just completed the withdrawal procedure. They will never be issued a search permit again. That is the rule.\n\nHowever, leaving the warrior guild on the same day they join was pretty common in the warrior guild. The shortest was the person Rob had punched to force him to quit.\n\nThe equipment was fine, but this is what happens when you donât have any ability at all. In the first place, they wanted to enter the Swordsmenâs Guild and came to the Warriorâs Guild after failing the exam. Itâs not much of a problem if theyâre gone.\n\nâMy guild is a gathering of people with no magical talent. There will inevitably be a lot of those types. Itâs my job to improve the quality, though.â\n\nRob blurts out, shaking his head in frustration.\n\n\nâItâs a different thing to be able to âuseâ a sword and âfightâ with a sword. Understanding that is the first step in graduating from being a rookie.â\n\nâThatâs the hardest part of all. Youâll be gone to the other side before your head and body can understand it.â\n\n\nWhen joining a guild, those with magical talents will certainly want to join the âMageâ or âClergyâ guild.\n
\nIt is impossible to acquire magical talent. You must have a âmagical vesselâ to belong to the guild. They check your talent for free when you ask the church to issue a letter of introduction. Itâs more like a school than a guild, as it teaches you magic and how to handle it.\n\nNext, the ill-bred and the quirky ones, are introduced to the ârangerâ guild. They will teach you about lock-picking, trap handling, swordsmanship, and archery.\n\nSince many of them have already been involved in such rough stuff, their skills are high. The only requirement for membership is that they must be recognized by the guild master. Thatâs all there is to it.\n\nOther guilds include the âSwordsmenâ mentioned earlier and the âAcademicâ guild, whose primary focus is research and studying about demons and the labyrinth.\n\nAnd those who have no magical talent and are not fit to be rangers. In other words, those in the warriorâs guild fight with their own bodies and swords.\n\nThere are no special requirements for membership. This place basically accepts everyone.\n\nRob will not refuse to accept them unless they are too foolish.\n\nHe will teach swordsmanship, how to fight as a warrior, and coordination if you ask him to, but otherwise, he wonât do anything. Theyâre going to be replaced by dozens of people every month. He doesnât have the time to be bothered with each and every one of them.\n\nThis is because the âwarriorâ guild has the largest number of people who drop out. There is also a huge disparity between the top-tier and the dropouts.\n
\nThose who canât team up with sorcerers, clerics and rangers can only team up with other outcasts. If that happens, all you can do is hang around in the upper layers, and eventually you will despair because of your ability.\n\nIf you try to force yourself to go underground, youâll end up a corpse. The labyrinth is not so lenient.\n\nâ Rob thinks as he rubs his chin.\n\n\n(That girl claiming to be a hero. I wonder which one sheâs going to be. I canât imagine her becoming something top-notch.)\n\n\nAs Rob imagines the little girl grieving over the reality of her situation, the door to the guild is opened.\n\nThe one who enters is a girl wearing a white robe distributed by the church. It is the return of a self-proclaimed hero.\n\n\nâOh, look, Master. Itâs the return of a newcomer. Looking at that face, she earned a lot of money, didnât she?ăIâm really curious to see how much the lovely little girl has achieved.â\n\n\nA seasoned warrior with a red face and a bold smile on his face says with a guffaw. He doesnât seem to have any particular thoughts about her, as he hasnât seen the dispute with Jabba.\n\nThat girl has a seemingly pretty face, so heâs probably just curious to see how many parts she part back.\n\nIf heâs fooled by that, though, heâll be end up the same as Jabba.\n\n\nââŚyeah, sure.â\n\n\nSeeing a glimpse of the girlâs abilities, Rob replied with one word.\n\n\nâWhatâs with that lukewarm reply. Arenât you interested?â\n\nâNo, sort of. Of course Iâm interested.â\n\nâHey, hey, here she is, back from her first job as a rookie. If youâre a leader, you need to be more energetic. Rookies need to be encouraged to develop their skills. Isnât that right?â\n\nâOh, hey. What are you doing?â\nâHey, bastards, itâs a triumphant return for our new girl!ăLetâs give it up for her!â\n\n\nWhen Rob yells that, one of the old-timers raises his voice, and the others, who have been drinking, raise theirs as well.\n\nTeasingly, they shouted applause and praise, and the place went wild.\n\n\nâOh, the return of the girl warrior!ăHereâs to the triumph of our hero!â\n\n\n
âHahaha, did you become a master rat hunter?â\n\nâYou donât suppose itâs just one tail, do you? Gahahahaha!â\n\nâNo, no, Iâm sure there are ten of them. Thatâs truly an amazing feat of valor!â\n\nâAll right, hereâs to the War Maiden!â\n\nâCheers.â\n\n\nThe girl scowls grandly at the noisy place. Rob also involuntarily covers his face at the noise. The drunks are out of control.\n\nThe girl is carrying a rather full leather bag on her back and looks really grumpy.\n\nLeft with no other choice, Rob calls out to her.\n\n\nâHey, over here. Iâm the one who redeems the demonâs parts for cash. I want to get this job done as quickly as possible. Come on.â\n\n\nWhen prompted, the girl nods lightly and comes to the counter.\n\nUnderneath her white robe, she seems to be wearing blood-stained clothes, and the faint metallic smell of iron begins to waft through the air.\n\nAn old veteran, who was sipping his drink at the counter, cheerfully calls out to her.\n\n\nâYo, how was your first time in the labyrinth? You must have been a bit too excited?ăOr are you being kind to me? After all, it was your first time, right?ăâ or something like that, haha!â\nââŚShut up. Go away, Iâm tired.â\n\nâWahahaha, youâre not very nice, little girl. Youâll never find a mate like that. Women need to be discreet. Women need to be modest, both in life and in bed.â\n\n\n\n\n
He laughs dismissively and starts tapping the girl on the shoulder with a pat. Rob had a bad feeling that there was going to be another ruckus, but the girl didnât seem to be particularly bothered by it. He was worried that if he had patted her around, he would probably end up the same way as Jabba.\n\n\nâDo something about this drunk. He makes me want to punch his face.â\n\nâHahaha, so feisty!ăThatâs the spirit!â\n\n\nThe girl sighs as the old man leaves in a good mood.\n\n\nâWhat about Matari? I thought you were with her?â\n\n\nRob asks frankly, wondering if the girl is alone. Itâs unlikely that anything happened, but itâs just a confirmation.\n\nHe has a stronger attachment to Matari than the other newcomers. Heâs eager to see where she goes.\n\n\nâRight now sheâs sleeping in her bedroom in the Paradise Pavilion. I got caught in a trap and got slight injured. But sheâs fine, sheâs perfectly healthy. Sheâll be fine soon.â\n\nââŚright. Thatâs good, then.â\n\n\nRob let out a sigh of relief. He was the one who decided that she would be okay with taking on the labyrinth already.\n\nIf she died on her first day he would feel bad, even if it was her own fault\n\n\nâYes, here. These are the parts of the demons we retrieved this time. You can cash them all in. Iâm tired, so please be quick about it.â\n\n\nYuusha places the leather bag on the table with great force. As she said, she seems to be very fatigued and her face is pale.\n\n\nâWhat happened to you on your first day?ăYou donât look so good.â\n\nâItâs a long story. So, can you just get it over with?â\n\nâOkay. Letâs see what we can do.â\n\n\nDeciding to make it quick, Rob opened the mouth of the leather bag.\n\nThe inside was a packed full of tails. Even Rob frowned at the stench of decay in the air.\n\nThe smell of blood and gore mixed together is horrendous. He pulls back his face and lays down the leather bag before taking out the contents.\n\nItâs rare for someone to get this many tails the first time. Most of the time, they come back once theyâve collected about ten.\n\n\nâI always thought the smell of rats was irresistible. It gives me a tingling sensation in my head.â\n\nâI heard that smell is unbearable for some people. But if you cross the line, you get addicted to it. The other day I saw a guy with a grilled tail in his mouth eating it like it was delicious.â\n\nâIâm not sure if I want to be friends with that guy. Well, letâs bundle these up.â\n\n\nWhen his drink turned sour, Rob shrugged his shoulders and then put the tails together by the dozen.\n\n\nâBut this isnât that bad. Rats are still a nuisance, you know. This is not bad your first day. Iâve improved my opinion of you, girl.â\n\nâThatâs for sure. This is a promising rookie, isnât it, Rob?â\n\nâWell, yeah.â\n\n\nThe old man stroked his chin while making an admiring noise. The same goes for the guild members who were making noise just moments ago.\n\nEven with a light glance, there are at least a hundred of them. Itâs a good result, no doubt. Rob agrees.\n\n\n\n
âItâs no big deal. It was a bit heavy, though.â\n\nâYeah, the weight of it is a issue. Sooner or later, when you kill them you wonât even stop to cut off their tails. You will realize that two coppers are not worth it. When that happens, youâll stop being a rookie. Good luck with that, little girl.â\n\n\nThe old man offers his advice. As a senior, he seems to at least have the desire to watch over her.\n\nWhen Rob finishes counting the tails, he records it on the guildâs achievement list.\n\n\nâThis time there are a hundred and ten rat tails. I take it that this is a joint accomplishment with the Matari?â\n\nâYeah, itâs not a problem.â\n\nâGood. I have recorded it. This is your reward. Make sure itâs all accounted for. âŚnot bad for a first time. I expect you to continue to be diligent and contribute to the guild.â\n\n\nThe parts of the demons collected in this way will be extracted by the hired appraiser.\n\nDelivering the extracted demonic essence to the church is the duty that each guild is tasked with. There are other tasks that are valued, but the warriorâs guild members canât be expected to do that much. Few people can wrap their heads around it.\n\nIf the amount extracted continues to fall below the churchâs expectations, he will be branded incompetent and dismissed as guild master.\n\nTherefore, the Guild master must also make an effort to educate the guild members.\n\nIn exchange, the rewards are great. Rob receives a large amount of money and a mansion in the City of Art.\n\nRob used to be a mercenary, but now heâs got a mansion as big as an aristocrat. Thatâs how he got a mansion as big as a noblemanâs. He has risen through the ranks of the Warrior Guild.\n\n\nâThank you very muchâis what Iâd like to say, but I have one more thing to say. Youâve missed one thing.â\n\nâYeah? It doesnât look like you have any more tails.â\n\nâHere it is.â\n\n\nRob gives her a dubious look, and Yuusha unceremoniously flips over the leather bag.\n\nDried blood goo, mud, and finally a dusky, discolored object appears on the counter.\n\nItâs a cut off human wrist.\n\n\nâOh come on, thatâs not nice. Who does this belong to?â\n\nâApparently heâs from the Ranger Guild. You shouldnât do that kind of thing to dead bodies.â\n\n\nThe old man warns in an accusing tone. He suspects that she had cut it from a body as a prank.\n\nHe knows itâs from the Ranger Guild because it has a key and knife job engraving on his wrist.\n\nThis engraving is for the Ranger Guild, a mark of the thief.\n\n\nâI heard thereâs a bounty on his head. Arenât you surprised. I think his name was Salmata. I donât remember it well, but it sounds like it.â\n\nââŚâŚ Thereâs no bounty target by that name. If youâre trying to trick me, youâd better stop. We can find out instantly once we appraise it.â\n\n\nRob warns, keeping his voice low.\n\nLying about a bounty target is a serious offense. Itâs a breach of trust between the guilds and will result in immediate expulsion.\n\nIf the girl with a provisional permit is expelled, she will never be allowed to enter the labyrinth again. Itâs because she doesnât have a job engraving, so she wonât be able to pass through the wards.\n\n\nâIâm not lying. Itâs something the pink woman told me. She had a outfit you didnât want to remember . That wasnât easy on the eyes.â\n\n\n
âPink woman?â\n\nâYeah. I said it was Pinky the Perverted Sorceress.â\n\n\nThereâs only one person Rob reminds me of when he hears the word âpink womanâ. A crazy sorceress, Edelweiss.\n\nItâs not entirely wrong to call her a perverted sorceress either. A woman who has managed to stay one step away from being a bounty target.\n\nShe has been manipulating corpses and conducting searches up to the middle layers on her own.\n\nRobb admits that sheâs capable, but he wishes her dead sooner rather than later. If he saw her in the maze, heâd want to kill him immediately.\n\nThe thought of being manipulated is truly disgusting and repulsive.\n\n\nâI have an idea about who that woman is. Well, Iâll appraise it just in case. Even if youâre wrong this time, you wonât be charged with a crime. Iâll say that you were tricked by that pink woman.â\n\nâHaha, whatâs going on, Rob. Youâre being very nice to her. Donât tell me you enjoy girls younger than you are?ăIâm gonna tell your wife.â\n\n\nWhen the old man teased him, Rob swept his hand away with a scowl on his face.\n\n\nâShut up. If you do that, Iâll dilute your drinks twice as much.â\n\n\nRobâs wife is so mistrustful that it would end in a real fight, and Rob would be blamed for it one way or the other. It would take a week for him to get back in her good graces.\n\n\nâPlease donât do that. But Robâs kindness is really getting to me.\n\nâYou can flatter me now, but I wonât give you anything. Hey, why donât you check out the right hand?â\n
Rob asks a thin man who has been standing by silently for some time now to evaluate his right hand.\n\nThis man is a member of the Mages Guild, and has been hired for the âappraisalâ required for guild work. He is also the one who extracts the demonic essence, and he is a skilled sorcerer. Unfortunately, he couldnât become an adventurer because he lacked the stamina to endure a labyrinth exploration.\n\n\n
But if you have a talent for magic, you can use it in many ways like this.\n\n\nââŚâŚ.Yes. Now if youâll excuse me.â\n\nâThatâs the hand right there. Itâs not a pleasant thing to look at, so make it quick.â\n\nâYes, sir.â\n\n\nThe appraiser responds in a hushed manner and approaches the counter.\n\nHe said that by holding it up in his hand and focusing his attention, he would obtain detailed information about the object. It was an application of a basic magic, he said.\n\nRob wasnât interested in it at all, so I was reasonably convinced thatâs what it was. It doesnât matter if you know if itâs authentic.\n\nWhen the work is finished, the appraiser reports only the results of the evaluation without any emotion.\n\nââŚ.It belongs to a bounty target. Itâs definitely the right hand of Salvadore the Trapper.â\n\n\nAt the appraiserâs words, the place goes quiet for a moment. Rob asks again to confirm.\n\n\nâWhat was that?â\n\nââŚthe right hand of Salvadore the Trapper. This is an accurate appraisal of the results, as derived from the job engraving. I hereby declare that the bounty target is defeated.â\n\n\n
âHa, ha, ha, there must some mistake. Salvadore canât be beaten by a rookie. Heâs a crazy bastard, but he never lets his guard down.â\n\n\nThe man denies it with a dry laugh. The people who have been listening around him agree.\n\n\nâYouâre right. That bastard, with his tricky traps . Heâs a shitty guy, but thereâs no mistaking his ability.â\n\nâWhy donât you re-evaluate?ăThose must be the hand of some dead guy lying around!â\n\n\nRob couldnât not at their words.\n\nAppraisal magic accurately determines the identities from the job engraving.\n\nAnd appraisers never lie in their appraisal work. To lie is to stain their pride.\n\nFurthermore, a false testimony of an appraiser is a sin. In the worst case, he will be branded a heretic by the church. If you are designated a heretic, the Inquisition will follow you to the end of the world. Then you can say farewell to your life.\n\nThereâs no need for an appraiser to take such a risk and tell a lie.\n\nIn other words, this right hand is definitely that of Salvadore the Trapper.\n\n\nâAppraisers donât lie about their findings. You know that, donât you? Thereâs no reason to do that in exchange for your life.â\n\nââŚâŚOf course. We appraisers take pride in our work. Iâd rather die than give a false appraisal.â\n\nâNo, no. She couldnât have killed Salvadore, you know that!ăA little girl like this!â\n\n\nThe old man slams his hands roughly on the counter. His face is completely sober.\n\n\nâSo, will you give me the bounty? Iâm really tired and I just want to get the hell out of here.â\n\n\nAs she ruffles her hair, Yuusha, who has been silent since earlier, asks with a tired look on her face.\n\nRob doesnât answer it, but instead asks a question.\n\n\nââŚ.Well how did you do it?ăThis is not someone who can be killed by a newbie like you. Moreover, heâs acting in a group. How many of our own people have been killed in the past?â\n\nâI killed them all. The entire party was killed.â\n\nâYou killed them all?â\n\nâYeah. I blew his head off. He was just a quick small fry. Aah, but Iâm sure there were some interesting traps in there. They werenât that bad.â\n\n\nWithout changing her expression, Yuusha replies.\n\n\nâSa- you call Salvadore a small fry!â\n\nâY you really expect me to believe that?â\n\nâIf youâre so doubtful, why donât you go see for yourself?ăThereâs a deadly trap in the cellar four floors down. But youâll probably never be able to identify the bodies. Because they died in a way thatâs worth of trash.â\n\n\nYuushaâs mouth contorts into a ferocious smile, and the people around her gasp.\n\nRob considers what to do, despite the pressure. Either way, he should check it out. But thereâs a risk that there could still be an active trap. If we notify the Ranger Guild, which is skilled in trap disarming, they should do the rest on their own.\n\nIt was the Ranger Guild that posted the bounty on Salvadoreâs head in the first place.\n\nThe betrayal of trust and his handling of people made him a target of a terrible amount of hatred.\n\n\nâGo report to the Rangerâs Guild. Tell them that our men took out Salvadore on the fourth floor. Iâve got proof, and if they want the details, they should come to me.â\n\nâOkay, I understand.â\n\n\nRob ordered, and one of the guild members agreed and hobbled off.\n\nSoon enough, the guys from the Rangerâs Guild would be barging in. Theyâve been outdone by the warriorâs guild who they ridiculed as having only numbers.\n\n\nââThen. Letâs get this done quickly. I hereby verify that you have taken out Salvadore, the bounty target, without a doubt. His bounty is ten gold pieces. Well done.â\n\nâI donât believe it.â\n\n\nRob puts the gold coins in a small bag and hands it to Yuusha.\n\nThe Warriorâs Guild is completely silent and everyone stares at it in amazement.\n\nOnly the appraiser goes back to the back with a bunch of tails in his arms. They start work on the extraction.\n\nWhatâs important to him is to appraise correctly and to extract the demonic essence from the parts. Thatâs all there is to it.\n\n\nâI wonder if this is enough to buy new equipment. My clothes are reaching their limit. Oh, and Iâll have to buy Matari some armor as well.â\n\n\nYuusha jingles the bag. He frowns at the sight of her bloody clothes peeking out from under her white robe.\n\n\nââŚâŚâŚ.â\n\nâIâll take my leave now. Donât worry , Iâll give Matari her share as well. Weâll split the reward between us.â\n\n\nYuusha greeted said so and waved lightly, then turned away.\n\nRob couldnât help but let the words slip out. Words that were not appropriate for a guild master.\n\n\nââŚâŚ..Who the hell are you? Really, unbelievable.â\n\n\nHearing this, Yuusha turns around with a smile.\n\n\nâI am a hero. I exist to exterminate demons. You donât have to believe me. No matter what people say, I am still a hero. I chose to stay a hero, and Iâve continued to fight. Thatâs why Iâm the hero. Iâm the hero.â\n\nâWhat are youââ\n\nâIâm just talking to myself. Phew, donât worry about it.â\n\n\nRob saw Yuushaâs smile, and he couldnât continue with his words.\n\nThereâs no way sheâs just a staring out. â this is a monster that has gone through hell many times. There is no hope or despair in the eyes of that monster. A human eye that realized something and then broke. A cold sweat runs down Robâs back.\n\nHis instincts warn him not to get involved with these kinds of people. Theyâre either broken or crazy â or already dead.\n\nRobb has seen these kinds of eyes before. Those of the madmen who have been challenging the lower levels of the labyrinth filled with miasma.\n\nA suicide squad that repeatedly explores the maze even though they already have money, fame and power. Despite suffering from an addiction to miasma, they take large doses of antidotes and go deeper and deeper into the labyrinth.\n\nOne of them was Robâs senior. Rob was desperate to stop him. If he went any further, he was sure he would die, and that he had done enough. But he couldnât stop him. As if possessed by something, he shook off the restraints.\n\nWhen they reached the the hundredth floor, which is said to be the lowest level, the miasma completely covered their bodies.\n\nThe end his humanity. Despite the horrible situation, he returned to the surface using the transference stone.\n\nThen he said the lowest level of the underground labyrinth was the hundredth floor, and he died. What is there and what did he see? He died without giving the answers to these questions.\n
\nHis face was flushed with a smile. Heartfelt and satisfied. And in his eyes.\n\n\nââŚâŚ..â\n\nâHey, whatâs up?ăYou donât look so good, do you?â\n\n\nYuusha approaches Robâs face. As if he knows this, he approaches at point blank range.\n\nA shiver runs down Robâs spine as her moist, warm breath touches him. He hadnât expected to see the same eyes as theirs, here.\n\nEyes of the dead. You mustnât look into those eyes. Donât look into them. His instincts scream that if he doesnât want to die, he shouldnât get involved.\n\n\nââŚâŚâŚâŚâŚâŚ.â\n\n\nYuusha silently turns away from Rob and starts walking away from him again.\n\nEveryone in the guild looks down and tries to avoid eye contact. They donât want to make a sound.\n\nAs she left, Rob could only stand still and watch her back as she left.\n\nWhen the door eventually closes, they all let out a sigh of relief. The tension relaxes.\n\n\nââŚâŚ..Thereâs no way sheâs just starting out. That eye is dangerous. Rob, you remember that, too. Something in her is broken. Otherwise, she wouldnât have had those eyes. Just like those guys. Hey, you feel the same way, donât you?â\n\n\nThe old man is reeled in at once to shake off the fear that clings to him.\n\nThis man was one of those who watched the man change from up close. He knew the fear I had at that time.\n\nââŚdonât ask me.â\n\n\nThose were the words that came from Robâs heart.\n