Even if you succeed in jobless reincarnation and time magic, you must live life to the fullest.

What catches the eye.

All that remained was a devastated battlefield.

The ground was charred black, as if it had been scorched by intense heat.

It emitted a nauseating, burnt smell.

The bookshelves were all smashed to pieces.

On the ground, books torn to pieces and the remains of bookshelves were scattered everywhere.

There were also monster corpses.

At a glance, it's impossible to count how many there are.

"Well--"

Even having witnessed countless bloody scenes, I couldn't help but feel nauseous upon seeing this.

what happened?

Why... has this place become like this?

This should be the labyrinth of the Sticky Demon King, Bedobee.

Did we go to the wrong door?

"Dragon, Mr. Dragon God..."

I tried calling out to Alsterd.

However, there was no response.

I turned my head to look at Alsterd.

But they found that the latter's expression was terrifying.

It's not my imagination.

It's really terrifying.

His face was filled with disbelief and murderous intent.

"Mr. Dragon God?"

"Rudius, I'm sorry."

"Huh? What..."

I didn't react for a moment.

Alster walked forward in silence.

He searched the space, which was littered with wreckage, then bent down and picked up something.

I looked closely.

That is……

A broken eyeball.

"what……"

That's the Demon Eye.

It is the Demon Eye of the Sticky Clan Demon King, Bedobee.

"Wait a minute, why is that demonic eye... the Sticky Demon King?"

I asked, somewhat at a loss.

"..."

Alsterd turned around in silence.

His face was ashen.

I can feel it.

He exuded an astonishing sense of oppression.

It almost solidified into a tangible substance.

It distorted the surrounding space.

"It...is dead."

"Who?"

"The Sticky Clan Demon King Bedobet Tobetta is dead."

"……what happened?"

"They are probably apostles of gods and men."

get this answer.

I looked around blankly.

A fierce battle took place here.

The outcome of the battle...

It is right in front of you.

Bedobe, the Demon King of the Sticky Clan.

The only Clay Demon King who could cure Rigellud is dead.

……

"It was my fault."

"It is Alstered," he said in a deep voice.

“That guy guessed that I would come to negotiate with Bedobbe, so he killed Bedobbe in advance.”

"Then, what do we do now..."

I felt a tightness in my chest and my vision blurred intermittently.

I could barely stand.

The only solution has disappeared.

In other words, that is to say...

Is Rachel Rudd going to die?!

"Rudius, there are actually other people who can cure that disease."

"Ohstide said immediately."

"who is it?"

"..."

After I asked this.

Orstide suddenly fell silent.

341. The lineup to protect family members

The Sticky Clan is a race that was born by chance.

They are one of the few races that were created by humans.

They generally possess the ability to heal their hosts.

While this ability varies in strength, it can be used by virtually all sticky creatures.

in other words.

It doesn't have to be Bedobe.

Any member of the Sticky Clan can cure the Spelud Clan's illness.

However, that's where the problem lies.

……

Among the Sticky Clan, Beedobe is not the only Demon King.

And there's Pita.

Ptolemy, the god of the underworld.

It once parasitized a certain demon king.

And that demon king had a subordinate.

His name is Laxus, and he is also known as the Grim Reaper.

That's right.

That's the former Grim Reaper.

The Grim Reaper who was killed by Randolph.

Laxus, seeking revenge for the Demon King, relentlessly hunts down Bita.

During this process, Laxus even infiltrated the territory of the Sludge.

All the sticky creatures...

Exterminate them all.

That is, from then on.

The Sticky Clan, a race that once made a name for itself in the war between humans and demons, is now virtually extinct.

The reason I say "basically" is because there are only two remaining sticky tribes in the world.

Beethoven in the Book Maze.