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    Chapter 71: Catch Them (9)

    -Kagagagagak!

    Gurmimi
    barely managed to block the axe swinging in front of her eyes.

    The
    shock-sensitive illusion magic immediately collapsed, revealing a
    rabbit head with a puzzled face.

    Gurmimi’s
    mind raced with a single question.

    “How
    could you see through the illusion?”

    How
    did he even know about illusion magic?

    Illusion
    magic is a very tricky and delicate magic.

    Even
    the same mage can’t easily distinguish between reality and illusion
    unless they’ve studied it deeply.

    And
    the woman who was using illusion magic at her side now was a mage who
    was quite skilled at it.

    Reichem’s
    eyes widened as she watched Gurmimi’s form in the distance.

    Her
    magic had been seen through by a man who, at first glance, didn’t
    seem to have the slightest connection to magic, a man who was so
    large and full of hard muscles.

    It
    was different from their first meeting, when they’d had a tracking
    map and a sense of anticipation.

    If
    you were a good explorer, you could make such judgments on instinct.

    But
    now, what the hell?

    With
    a clearly hostile enemy right in front of him, he’s not looking at
    the tracking map.

    Is
    this even possible?

    It
    made sense if someone blessed with the timely ability to see through
    illusory magic had followed them into the Labyrinth.

    ‘No
    one witnessed the use of illusion magic in the Labyrinth City, so
    when did they get the information? And how? No way. Did we get
    caught?’

    Balkan
    glanced at Reichem, who had slowed to a crawl in the distance, her
    eyes rolling back and forth.

    ‘Yeah.
    Think about it.’

    He
    didn’t answer their question since it would only put more
    psychological pressure on them.

    And
    that psychological pressure will lead to burdens, which will
    naturally create gaps.

    So
    what he needs to do now is swing the axe harder and harder!

    -Kagakakakak!

    Gurmimi
    tilted her straight sword, deflected the axe, and swung her sword
    upward from below in a circle.

    -KANG!

    Balkan
    didn’t dodge, but slashed down the blade coming for his throat with
    the Zirnier axe in his other hand.

    -Kaang!

    He
    was only planning to parry the sword, but the blade snapped in two.

    “What?”

    Gurmimi’s
    eyes widened in disbelief. She must have been surprised enough to
    freeze for a moment.

    This
    was his chance.

    Zzzzzzzz!!!

    “Kaak!”

    The
    axe that Idelbert had given him grazed the nape of Gurmimi’s neck.

    The
    sensation of cutting through flesh tingles through my fingertips but
    it was not a satisfying result.

    Gurmimi’s
    agility was such that even in that situation, she used her
    rabbit-like leaping ability to narrowly avoid the axe.

    “Kuluk,
    gehek-!”

    But
    when I say slightly, I mean slightly damaged.

    Gurmimi
    grabbed the broken sword and clutched at her bleeding neck, which had
    been slashed by the axe blade.

    Her
    white rabbit fur was stained with red blood. In a flash, Gurmimi
    pulled a vial of potion from her waistband and held it to her mouth.

    “Talian-!”

    She
    called urgently to Reichem, but it was futile.

    “Your
    friend is about to be caught, isn’t she?”

    “⋯⋯”

    Reichem
    and Gurmimi were too confident that they would succeed in her plan.

    In
    other words, they were certain that the illusion magic would be
    undetected.

    That
    confidence was completely shattered under the status window, and the
    tide of battle turned.

    “We
    got the mage, Balkan, we’re coming!”

    Joy
    Hogg and Jubeel shouted as they tied up Reichem.

    With
    Balkan holding Gurmimi, the party had a general idea of the situation
    and decided to capture the pesky mage first. Still, her proximity to
    the seventh floor portal made her a high risk for escape.

    Leaving
    Hitolis behind to back up Balkan, the party pounced on the illusion
    mage, Reichem, who was bluffing away in her Gurmimi disguise.

    A
    single mage was no match for two tanks, a swordsman, two mages, and a
    cleric.

    As
    a result, Reichem unleashed a barrage of spells, but was quickly
    captured by the party’s synchronization.

    Gurmimi
    glanced at the scene and made a quick decision.

    ‘Let’s
    run.’

    They
    were careless and outnumbered. The ambush plan went awry and they
    shouldn’t have fallen to the eighth floor in the first place.

    ‘That
    asshole!’

    Gurmimi
    gritted her teeth as she stared at the helmeted man in front of her,
    Balkan.

    ‘That
    bastard ruined the whole thing by interrupting at every crucial
    moment. ‘

    Pushing
    the regret aside, the red rabbit’s eyes found a way to save herself.

    She
    turned toward the blue glowing ascension portal.

    At
    the same time, Gurmimi’s thighs swelled up, and magic power began to
    gather within them.

    [◆
    Blessing of Windy Legs]


    Temporarily increase your Agility by a large amount.


    Permanently decreases Wisdom by 1 per use of Blessing (currently -3).

    – +4
    Agility, additional +8 Agility when using a blessing

    Gurmimi
    steeled her resolve.

    The
    permanent drop in Wisdom was a great price to pay so she decided to
    use a Blessing that would give her a huge stat boost to compensate.

    Zzzzzzzzzz!

    “Kahaak!”

    Balkan,
    however, was not the kind of benevolent villain who waited patiently
    to see the hero’s transformation.

    The
    second or so that Gurmimi prepared to use the Blessing was too long
    for him. Without delay, he swung his axe.

    He
    was going to cut off her legs.

    Kudduddup.

    ‘The
    axe won’t come out?’

    Gurmimi
    had slightly higher stats than Balkan, such as strength and agility.

    And
    right now, Gurmimi’s leg was an explosion of muscle and magic.

    The
    strength was such that even Zirnier’s axe could not easily cut
    through it. The blade was blocked by bone and muscle and could go no
    further.

    “Off⋯
    Aaaaaaahhhh!!!!”

    With
    that, Gurmimi took a step, her thighs tightening.

    It
    was not a normal stride.

    “Balkan-!”

    Joy
    Hog’s shout came from the far side of the portal, right next to the
    captured Reichem.

    A
    stinging pain shot up his back, accompanied by the sensation of his
    arm being stretched.

    Gurmimi
    was moving at breakneck speed, the axe embedded in her thigh, and
    Balkan, who was clutching the handle tightly, had come along for the
    ride.

    The
    suddenness of the situation caused him to roll around on the ground,
    but he didn’t lose his grip on Gurmimi.

    Aldente
    tried to extend her jelly arm, but she couldn’t reach Gurmimi or
    Balkan. The speed difference was too great.

    “Get
    up to the seventh floor!”

    Balkan
    said urgently and grabbed Gurmimi by the thigh.

    The
    next moment, a blue portal of ascension swallowed Balkan and Gurmimi.

    Joy
    Hog watched in horror, then quickly tossed the captured wizard into
    Gregor’s pack.

    “We’re
    right behind you!”

    The
    rest of the party bunched together and stepped through the portal.

    At
    the end of the eighth floor, which was suddenly silent, only two
    portals glowed in the darkness.

    ***

    With
    the sensation of floating, the landscape around them changed
    instantly.

    I’ve
    never been on the seventh floor before.

    Gurmimi
    gritted her teeth and managed to cross the ascension portal.

    “Kaak!”

    Gurmimi
    couldn’t keep up with her speed and slammed into the wall of the
    Labyrinth immediately after stepping through the portal.

    I,
    whose body was intertwined with hers, also hit the wall of the
    Labyrinth and fell to the floor. Luckily, Gurmimi was cushioning me,
    so I wasn’t too badly hurt.

    And
    I hadn’t let go of the axe in my hand until that moment.

    The
    blessing had already expired, and Gurmimi’s thighs were looser than
    before.

    Not
    too flabby, not too firm, just right for chopping.

    I
    raised Idelbert’s axe with my right hand and brought the blade of
    Zirnier’s axe down.

    -Kaaaah!!!

    Like
    a sculptor chiseling marble with a hammer.

    Zirnier’s
    axe vibrated loudly, digging into the bone and muscle of her thigh in
    an instant.

    The
    pain was so great that Gurmimi let out a pitiful scream.

    Gurmimi,
    who was still trying to stab me in the back, lost her grip on the
    broken sword in unimaginable pain.

    I
    immediately kicked out and knocked the sword away.

    Then,
    as she was struggling, I struck again.

    -Kaaaaaang!

    Another
    blow, and Zirnier’s axe, embedded in Gurmimi’s thigh, sliced
    through bone and flesh and popped out.

    This
    time, there was no scream.

    Grunting
    and gritting her teeth, Gurmimi’s body sagged. She had passed out.

    “Hah.”

    I
    sighed and flopped down on my butt against Gurmimi’s stomach

    “Finally,
    I got you. You asshole.”

    Overall,
    I was lucky. It was also because Gurmimi focused on running away
    rather than fighting directly. If it had gone to a war of attrition,
    I would have been seriously injured.

    “This
    bitch is the reason I’ve been through the portal so many times.”

    Pfft!

    I
    slammed my fist into Gurmimi’s stunned rabbit head.

    I’m
    glad she took the up portal instead of the down portal.

    Going
    to the ninth floor would’ve been a surefire way to die, but the
    seventh floor is much better. It’s the way back to the surface
    anyway.

    “Gurmimi’s
    here,” I think to myself, “and the Joy Hog party will find
    her on the tracking map.

    I’m
    told the seventh floor is an average sized floor. They’ll find me in
    two days, no matter how long it takes.

    And
    that means we’ll be alone for up to two days.

    If
    we’re lucky enough to be near each other, they’ll be here in a day,
    but I’m not that lucky.

    “Fuck.”

    Footsteps
    came into my recovered perceptual range, and there were quite a few
    of them.

    My
    hand naturally tightened on my axe. With a sigh, I assessed my
    opponent.

    Not
    Joy Hog party, at least. There are far more of them.

    About
    thirteen. There was no hesitation in the clatter of heavy armor and
    the steady strides of the men. As if there’s nothing to be wary of on
    the seventh floor.

    Even
    if I wanted to duck, there was nowhere to hide in this open space.

    I
    stood up quietly and faced the approaching opponents with my hand on
    my axe. If they were outlaws, I would resist, but if they were good
    explorers, I would⋯

    Then
    I stopped in my tracks.

    “What
    the hell, how did you get here already?”

    They
    were neither outlaws nor explorers, but a familiar face.

    A
    golden-armored paladin, Serif’s escort.

    [Nate
    Elin LV.40]

    A
    group of investigators from the temple, led by her, watched me with
    interest.

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