Divine Costume Holy Sword Fafnir

"Yes, because it's a dungeon that appears at century-old intervals if it's supposed to be -"

"And you mean a word that hasn't been disseminated to the public for the reason that it involves the survival of the country if left unattended? - But..."

I turn my gaze to the people in the room.

"Dear Kazt, they represent every department in town, so I know them."

"I see..."

In other words, I suppose you're telling someone who's making a roundup so they can move their actions quickly for when something happens.

More than that...

"Rafra, as I said earlier, I'm not in the mood, am I? You've recovered enough to walk, but you haven't recovered enough to fight?

"... I know..."

Apparently she's aware of saying she can't either......

"Can't we do something with the Knights or soldiers of the Fafnir Kingdom? For once, you're a battle professional, aren't you? The demons that attacked the trade city of Romane ended up knocking them out without me, so we can figure it out, right?

"That's..."

"Princess Lafra, I'll explain from there."

"- Hmm? Are you..."

Stand up from your chair and gaze at the man who uttered the word.

The man was naked.

The forged flesh sees countless scars.

At a glance, I could understand that it was a skill.

"My name is Kehel. For once, I am a deputy guild master of the Adventurer Alliance"

"Hmm..."

I see, you mean this guy is the Alliance Master's man.

That boss has this guy.

They both seem to like to come forward and explain.

"Well, they named me, so I'll name you back, too. I'm Gui Ki Man."

"Cuttlefish?"

Is Kehel a "cuttlefish yurica" blood relative when he wrinkles between his eyebrows? I've been asking.

"Well -"

When I flutter Kehel's words with my shoulders flattered, the man has raised his eyebrows and glared at me, but not too much under his mother's surname, I might as well refrain from introducing myself from now on.

I don't know what my mother was doing in her life...

"Mr. Kehel."

"Oh, oh... kinda -"

Kehel, embarrassed by the rough, once spinning the excuse stained words, deliberately coughed up and began to talk "bye-".

"First of all, it is characteristic of an erosive labyrinth, but in that it grows"

"Grow?"

Kehel nods at my inquiry.

I've never seen a place called the Labyrinth before, because it was a forest of the end.

However, I have been taught that referring to the labyrinth as the story of my grandfather is the place where demons lived in the ruins of the divine civilization and the magical civilization that ensued.

In other words, a labyrinth means a place where demons live in an architecture erected and only enclose a heritage that is the product of ancient technology, if you put it simply.

Yet growing up is somewhat incomprehensible.

"Yes, that's the most troublesome part."

"It's troublesome... it's like the building is going to build on its own... Yeah, it's like being alive."

Kehel nods at my inquiry.

"Yes, the horror of an erosive labyrinth lies in the fact that organisms - like demons - absorb magic to scale up the labyrinth and produce demons. Plus, they come up with all sorts of malicious ideas to attract their prey."

"It's like you're willing."

"Oh, a lot of adventurers think they're willing"

"- Hmm? Among the adventurers?

"The Erosive Labyrinth, as soon as discovered, is attacking early... but it's decided how many to avoid for the attack."

"What do you mean?

"In other words... the corrosive labyrinth aisles are not capable of simultaneously marching large armies to attack. So it's normal to attack with a selection of adventurers or the Knights of the Nation."

"Normal..."

While listening to Kehel, I had a few questions, but I think I figured out a little why Rafra called me.

"I mean, is that it? You think it's just me and Aylene who can attack an erosive labyrinth in the current trading city of Romane?

Kehel, after muttering "Oh," he looked me straight in the eye and admitted, "It will be - because the demons that attacked the city were too strong," he said.