The maze was built starting with the mother skeleton replenishing its magic.

Harvey stood excitedly outside the maze entrance, gazing at Lance from afar.

"I will definitely make up for the hole! Thank you!"

"This doesn't make sense," Lance thought.

"Come here!" He beckoned to Harvey, who didn't dare disobey and obediently entered the maze again.

As Harvey approached, the skull head, flickering with crimson soul flames, came close to him.

"Are you really going to leave like this?"

Harvey is really nervous now.

Fearing that the King of the Labyrinth might be curious about his physical structure, they forcibly kept him there.

half an hour.

Lance continued, "Don't forget you've already been confirmed to be infected with the blood curse and turned into a monster. Going out like this would be like walking into a trap!"

what.

Oh, so that's what they were talking about. Harvey breathed a sigh of relief.

Lance suddenly understood.

His current focus is not on the world on Earth, nor is he willing to waste his precious military strength on conflicts with humans.

Moreover, judging from Harvey's situation, he couldn't possibly stay in the labyrinth working for Lance like Martin did.

In that case, onboarding training needs to be conducted in a different way.

"I've removed the blood curse from you," Lance said casually. "You're mine now, and Belzaha's blessing isn't for you."

Harvey fell to his knees with a thud, pressing his head deeply to the ground, his body trembling uncontrollably with shock.

That was a curse from the depths of Naraku, emanating from a demon god. How could it be so easily removed?

And he... He called that terrible curse a blessing?

"There are three things you need to do after leaving the dungeon."

Lance extended three skeletal fingers, breaking off one for each thing he said.

"First, keep a low profile, don't reveal your identity, and don't contact anyone. Find an adventurer named Bell near the maze and help me complete his request."

"Second, come back to me regularly to report on recent events."

"Third, you are permitted to utter my name before you defeat any enemy."

"As for the rest, whether you protect your sister or seek revenge against the witch, the decision is yours. Enjoy your second life."

After saying that, Lance turned around and prepared to leave, clean and efficient.

"May I ask your name?"

Harvey looked up, his eyes filled with awe for this king who could even take away death.

A deep, resonant voice slowly drifted into my ears.

"The Labyrinth and the King of the Undead".

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

A wooden cabin in the southern forest outside Byrondin's main city.

"Clara, what are you thinking about?"

The fire on the wall crackled softly, and in its gentle light, Klara snapped out of her reverie.

Looking at Lena's innocent and curious face, he unusually reached out to stroke the girl's hair with pity.

Harvey is dead.

She sensed that the "blessing" emanating from him had just dissipated.

Clara tucked Lena's stray hairs behind her ear, and, gazing at the girl in the orange-yellow firelight, after a long pause, she spoke:

"Lena, do you like Harvey?"

"Of course!" Lena nodded with a smile, "My brother has always been my favorite brother!"

Clara didn't say anything more, she just nodded slightly.

Beelzaha is a selfish god who does not allow any creature other than himself to have pain and despair, so he will take away your pain and give you blessings.

As His sorceress, Klara has been collecting the world's suffering and spreading His blessings.

Humans are fragile and greedy, yearning for happiness yet unable to bear the weight of such blessings.

Harvey is the only vessel capable of receiving blessings.

pity.

The firelight cast shadows on the walls of the hut, and through the shadows, Clara could see Lena's hair sticking up on her head.

She then tried to press it down with her hand, but it bounced back up after a moment. She tried several times but couldn't get rid of the tuft of hair.

Clara was a little angry, and she was considering whether or not to use magic.

Looking at Lena's innocent face, he finally gave up the idea.

My love for my brother is the most sincere blessing.

At the same time, it is also the most vicious curse.

This bud will eventually bloom amidst suffering, following the same path as her; her time is running out.

But speaking of roads...

The barrier magic won't last much longer; the priests of the Frey Church will find this place soon.

I have to run away again.

Hey.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

"Mr. Lance!!!"

Angelica kept screaming beside him, grabbing Lance's shoulders and shaking him wildly.

If it weren't for the fact that a skull's face can't make vivid expressions, Angelica's expression right now would definitely be quite amusing.

In the deepest part of the New Kru Labyrinth, in the Lord's Room, monsters gathered around, each expressing their astonishment at the scene before them.

"How could you let someone cursed with blood leave?!"

Angelica was desperate.

It felt as if I had personally committed a heinous crime.

After shaking Lance's shoulders, she immediately knelt on the ground, crossed her hands and touched her shoulders, and bowed her head in prayer.

"Goddess Frey, please forgive my sins... Ugh!"

Judging from the way he's clutching his head in pain, he's probably been harmed by the backlash from the prayer.

"Alright, stop rushing." Lance stroked Angelica's smooth skull. "I've absorbed the blood curse on him; he's with me now. Hey! Don't use [Purify the Undead]!"

In Angelica's hand, a sacred white light is gathering power.

The surrounding skeletons and zombies began to flee in panic.

"Mr. Lance! For the sake of peace, please die... Hey! Give me back my head!"

After the farce subsided and Angelica calmed down a bit, Lance explained:

"That thing was on me when I resurrected Harvey's corpse. It shouldn't have any effect on monsters, right?"

Lance had his own theory about sub-health to persuade Angelica.

Sure enough, upon hearing his words, even the former High Priestess Frey was momentarily unable to predict what would happen next.

"There are indeed no cases of monsters being infected by the blood curse, but Mr. Lance, you should at least discuss such an important matter with me."

Angelica muttered.

"If you're done talking, I'd like to know where the restaurant is."

Three-Four-One-Three lifted the magic crystal and jumped onto Lance's shoulder, then continued:

My stomach is growling with hunger.

"Isn't the sound of this gear turning always there?" Lance asked.

"A true gentleman always keeps himself hungry, my partner."

Lance looked at the magic crystal, and an idea popped into his mind.

[Refined to LV5]

A small gap appeared in the wall to the side, and the stone floating in the air slowly turned into a stone stick according to Lance's will.

Next came the fine-tuning of details: floral carvings began to appear on the stone rod, and a notch was created at the top, just big enough to hold a magic crystal the size of a fist.

The monsters that had been scared away earlier gathered around again and began to applaud Lance's performance.

New rules for the Kru Labyrinth: The monsters in the labyrinth must learn the actions of "clapping" and "saluting," and veterans are responsible for training new employees.

The skeletons stood and clapped, the kobolds knelt and clapped, while the swamp frogs lay on the ground, clapping with their only two legs.

really.

The alchemy skill is similar to that in Fullmetal Alchemist. While Franz doesn't know the deeper levels, the most basic function of changing the form of matter is the same.

In other words, as long as there is enough magic and raw materials, this skill can even change the terrain.

Fortunately, the maze was still empty of levels and traps, and this skill completed the last piece of the puzzle.

"Three, four, one, three, cut off a piece of magic crystal and put it on the top. From now on, this will be Angelica's staff."

"For me!" Angelica was flattered.

My first staff in my skeleton career!

With a swift movement, Lance used [Alchemy LV5] to embed the magic crystal into the stone staff.

With ample magic reserves, Lance can now open the portal to the Starfall Labyrinth for extended periods, sending his monsters there in a queue.

It's time to officially begin conquering the Starfall Maze.

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Ross Town, Adventurers' Guild Hall.

Several days have passed since Glenn left the Kru Labyrinth.

Glenn hasn't had a good rest during this period.

After returning to human society, his purse was stolen twice in just a few days.

After the town's sheriff caught the pickpocket, the sheriff produced an identification badge from the "Thieves' Guild," fined him a small amount, and let him go.

As he left, the pickpocket reminded Glenn that he would come back to challenge him again after he had mastered his skills.

Glenn confronted the sheriff, who retorted, "He's a thief, that's why he steals."

It means that thieves steal things, adventurers explore dungeons, and farmers cultivate the land; everyone does their job, and that's how the town's order doesn't fall apart.

Is this the bottom-edge town of Enneman?

It's not as safe as a maze!

Speaking of mazes, today is the day to assemble a team to go to the Kru Maze to defeat the monstrous beast.

The guild hall was bustling with activity.

More than twenty adventurers gathered, mostly around level 15-25, intending to use their numerical advantage to defeat the monster.

Glenn picked up his cup and took a sip of the rich goat milk, watching the arguing adventurers.

He sighed.

【Slay the Beast】is a quest that Ethan commissioned the guild to issue on his behalf in the name of the Frey Church.

The reward is 500 gold, which will be paid jointly by the guild and Ethan.

So how should this money be divided among a team of more than twenty people?

No, that's thinking too far ahead.

This group of people had been arguing for half an hour just about "who should be the team leader".

Glenn is having a bit of a headache right now, and the reason for it...

"Glenn! Aren't you going to try and get the captain's position?"

A sweet voice rang in his ear. As soon as he turned his head, he felt a soft, intoxicating touch on his arm, and the unique fragrance of the southern plains' Rhine flowers wafted towards him.

A girl wearing a long red coarse cloth dress, with her black hair tied into a high ponytail with a white ribbon, sat down next to him and hugged Glenn's arm.

A pair of smiling eyes looked at Glenn, her eyebrows curving upwards.

Glenn sighed.

That's what's troubling him.

I met Nia, a level 15 mage, in Ross Town these past few days.

She seemed to fall for the dark-haired boy at first sight, and spent the next few days clinging to him.

If that were all, it wouldn't be enough to give Glenn a headache.

Nia will also be participating in this expedition, and Glenn has no choice but to join in order to prevent this girl he just met from dying in the maze.

This is a real headache.

The adventurers had no idea what kind of labyrinth they were about to face.