260 4. Past Labyrinth

Black cocoon balls assimilated by Empress Verga and the spiral of despair (Reliouria).

Inside it was a castle.

"Ebony Circle."

The heart of the Verga Empire. A sandalwood castle built of black palm stone. Great beauty with spires, similar to the castle of the black demon.

The memory of that dream was fading, but I remembered exactly where I had spent two years.

"I don't feel like I have too much context."

"You're consistent at the end of the line in the sense of Verga's mind."

"I don't know if it's really consistent unless you go inside."

With that said, Larsia goes down from the Tubasa alone.

A grassland race (Magner) slowly headed for the ground by the spell of Flight wielded a magic scepter (Magic Wand).

But nothing happens to the way it looks.

Included in that magical short wand is the second staircase of science spell, Instant Search, Flash Searching. Discover the anomaly as if we carefully examined the range of about 5 meters radius.

However, its accuracy depends not on the skill of the spell but on the searching skills of the operator. He was a bandit (Rogue) but also learned the spell of science, a spell like it was for Larsia.

In the back of my brain, detailed information about the area flows in. It takes about 10 seconds to look for anomalies and dangers from among them - there doesn't seem to be a problem.

Following that judgment, he stepped on the black earth as Larsia would ascertain.

"It doesn't look like your legs are going away all of a sudden."

"Okay."

Following that report, Jonah also jumped to the ground.

Running around, as if to confirm, but no abnormality.

"Well, it's just a matter of flying."

"After all, humans are creatures walking on the ground. Besides, if they drop it on the ground, it's gone. Then it won't go out of style."

Go on, Exile and Yut get off the ship too. Finally, Valtrude, who joined with Alcia, also stepped on the earth, all of them.

"Well, that means we're going to that castle, okay?

There was no opposition to confirmation from Valtrude, the leader. The inside of that cocoon doesn't seem that wide.

There's just a castle Ebony Circle in Verga, and there's nowhere else to go. Holes vacated in the Dark Abyss treasure ball Orb of Disrupt are also about to be rapidly closed.

"I think I can guide you."

"Yut, I'm counting on you."

That settled the conversation.

The lead is Larsia. A little away from there, Exile. Valtrude was located in the hall, so that Yut, Arsia and Jonah could be sandwiched between them, and entered.

Lines from the Adventurers' Age. Whatever you say, in a position that is combined with nature, Yut flaunts nature and his face.

I still remember what happened in this ebony circle.

Still, I recognised that my place was still here.

"So, Yut. Where do you think we should go?

"... for now, let's go between the thrones"

Inside a high ceiling ebony circle so that even the Giant doesn't have a problem.

Just creeping through its main entrance, Larsia, who leads the way, asked about the policy, and Yut thought a little before answering.

The speculation that this is where the Redhead Empress's spiritual world came to light must be the first. But I don't see any connection to the spiral of despair.

For this reason, it is also dangerous to decide that it is entirely the spiritual world of Verga itself.

Depending on what you think, her spirit has already completely vanished, and it could be a trap that makes you think so.

But while Yut was somewhat lost, he believed in Verga.

That evil demigod could not yield to that extent.

"Rikai"

Larsia waves the magical short wand of The Moment Search as she cuts ahead in light steps. Evidence of the greatest vigilance makes the marching speed really drop because of the use of spells.

So much so that we need to be vigilant.

The Yuts also continue unawares through the pitch-black castle.

"From beyond that door, I feel something"

At the corner, the meadow species also used hand signs to draw attention. All alert levels rise by a step.

"That must have been the ballroom."

It's a pretty big space for ceremonies and stuff. I recall having danced with Verga in the aftermath of a party. Of course, it's a dream story.

"Wow, that's about it for me too"

"I don't think it's the right time, place, or place to fight it."

"Later, you can dance as much as you like. All of us."

The occasion subsided with a suggestion to gain, except for Jonah's yut.

"First of all, do you mind if I start there?

Again, concentrate on huge doors with elaborate decorations.

In response to Alcia's confirmation, Exile returned a response by setting up Spike Flail. Of course, affirmative.

Proceed carefully, but quickly, down the pitch-black corridor to the front of the door in no time.

"Looks like you don't have a trap... It's not even locked."

"Okay. Okay, let's open it."

This, too, is an old form.

Valtrude opens the door on behalf of Larsia, who searched quickly. Slowly, surely the appearance of the interior to be exposed.

"... what is this"

The only person who could barely react was Larsia. No other face, except for Alcia, can carry on two sentences.

"This is probably when we first met..."

The reason Arcia couldn't react was because there was footage streaming on one side of the ballroom. A huge screen beyond the cinema showed the red-haired empress and the Great Mage (Arch Mage).

"My concubine is deeply impressed. Bring peace to deterrence with destructive force. It's not something I can think of. '

'Oh...... Too bad, because it's a natural thing to do in my hometown. I'm not great. "

"Well, it sounds like a world of concubine preference, but it still doesn't change my ratings."

Conversation when one island was dropped near the imperial capital Verga.

Verga has a heartfelt happy and slutty smile against Yut, who reveals her vigilance.

Think of it, the redhead empress hasn't changed since this time.

Because he was bitterly laughing that he didn't really get bumpy, Yut completely forgot that there was a dialogue waiting to be regretted if he touched it ahead.

"Yut Amaxa, will you be my concubine's son-in-law?

'... Huh?

'What, that thoughtless reply? Hurt me.'

'... Hi, looks like the translation isn't working well'

'Then let me say it again. Be the son-in-law of a concubine. That thought, wisdom, boldness, power. It was worth emptying next to my concubine for centuries. "

'I refuse. I have two fiancées.'

"Oh, my God, I'm late. Well, bedtime isn't bad either. The concubine is not a maiden."

"Ha, ha..."

At this point, the surrounding gaze is already painful and cold.

He said he was proposed in person for the first time, but, of course, he hasn't even told you the details of the conversation. Everyone but Yut was intrigued by the first information.

"What a subtle reaction. Doesn't a man like the first thing?

"In that sense, I'm a first, too, whatever."

'Right, right. My son-in-law, too. "

The screening ends here. Ahead, we should have talked about the invitation to the Verga Empire. Does it mean that you don't need to show it now?

A vast dance hall was closed to darkness, and a book of silence descended.

"Isn't Yut saying no properly? And it's the past."

Alcia will raise her voice in advocacy first, but that may be because she hasn't seen the footage. Give me the look of Verga like that maiden in love.

"I know. Now, I know it's not jealous..."

"Something, I'm not convinced..."

Both Valtrude and Jonah seem to have a lot of emotion.

Meanwhile, the men except Yut are positive.

"In the meantime, I thought we had a good story, so let's check this room out"

"Right."

"Osama, what's that affirmation against either the first or second half?"

Exile doesn't answer just by sticking his teeth out and laughing. I said that not answering is the answer.

That was the state, but Yut also participates in the search for the ballpark.

However, no abnormalities were found in the room illuminated by the Light Fire. Both the round tables placed and the room decorations were as usual.

As soon as I tried to figure out what that meant, the screen appeared on the stage again.

I can't accept your courtship. I thought I'd tell you why. '

"That's interesting. And that's not why I'm falling in love with other girls, is it?

"The values I've cultivated since I was born and Verga... yours. Your thoughts are too different '

'Sure, it's boring... It's not a root cause.'

Now in the basement where Yut was abducted by Verga.

The figure of a man or woman sitting in bed talking to each other is photographed.

"Here we go."

"It's plain harassment, isn't it?"

"Mostly against me."

But I unwittingly stop and pay attention to you.

"People eat livestock. A giant eats people. There, what difference does it make"

'Intelligence is different, I'm not going to say anything. The difference is culture. And it will set the standard for us to act and make good and bad decisions. "

"This is something different."

"Justice or goodness? Anyway, self-hypnosis lovers are going to say it. If you don't mind, if you resist, you should have stopped with strength '

Verga's compelling face flashes as if the noise had run.

"What a rhetoric."

Valtrude, slashed with the Angry Much Goddess Sword Divine Subjugator, flickers his breath roughly at the screen.

Yes. With that blow, the screening didn't stop.

"If so, may my son-in-law reign over this country and change it?

"What..."

"Good is evil, but concubines cannot be obsessed. Just leaving it to the sexuality of the subjects. If so, you should command your son-in-law, let the giants open their doors, let the goblins grow their crops, and order the orgasms to eat livestock, not men '.

This is exactly what Verga set up in the spiritual world.

I had just started farming by human slavery as the first stage, but if I had stayed on track (...), I would have gone the way she said.

"Power is everything. If your son-in-law had the power, everyone would be happy to obey you. '

"That's an airborne theory on the desk."

'No, it's not. No, it doesn't matter if it's not. What difference does it make there, if the result the Son-in-law desires'

Verga approaches Yut on the bed, he lags back and is pushed down where it can no longer be done.

Verga's slutty look on the horseback rider blinds me unexpectedly even when I know it's video. At the same time, I can't turn away completely.

"Okay."

"What is it? I shouldn't have shown it to Jonah."

"I just wanted to show you this"

Yut rushes to close his eyes, but it was forced to interrupt.

As if Jonah's guess was correct, the screen is sneezed round and compressed, turning into a vortex-like dimensional gate (gate).

"... apparently, Yona is right"

"This situation doesn't change the nature of the evil."

At ease, the two fiancées of Yut will take care of themselves.

And it was with Exile that the frustration was accumulating.

"It doesn't matter if you hit me, don't be annoyed"

"It's out of focus, but it works better for us."

In the meantime, Yut was examining the dimensional gates.

Apparently, it's not like being flown into another world.

"In the first place, the question remains whether we can move outside this cocoon."

"Is this likely the way to attack this dungeon?"

Valtrude, who understands exactly what Yut is trying to say, makes a light decision.

"Then we'll have to move on."

There is no objection to the leader's decision, and in turn from Larsia, he creeps through the rainbow glowing dimensional gates.

A moment of intoxication.

In the next moment, they were in the basement.

I didn't cut it off as underground because of the lack of light in the day. Because earlier, the same sight is spreading as the basement that was shown - the "Nest of Love”.

But there's only one thing that wasn't in the earlier footage.

That's the beautiful boy with the eyes of a ship sitting in a tall chair.

The spirituality (aura) of waiting is dark and heavy, backed by the glow of adolescent life force. The breezy dark hair also accentuates the heterogeneous beauty.

"Bad God Daxtum"

Whose twinkle was that?

The “ever-victorious” Hellenonian brotherly god to whom Valtroude is dedicated, the great enemy of uncertainty. There was an evil being there that affirmed domination by power and spit out fraternity and self-sacrifice.