episode_0303

As each day passed, Jung Yushin’s face softened gently.

He wrestled with the garbage bastards in the Eastern District and died once in a duel before coming back to life, but he didn’t care.

The mage tower old men made a mistake and misinterpreted the dimensional transfer magic tool, but it was okay.

Because he got to meet the “me” scattered across multiple dimensions.

It’s truly amazing.

There were various “me’s” in the world.

Their appearances and tastes were slightly different, but there was a fundamental commonality.

The “Skas” were quite enjoying life in the labyrinth city.

Some wandered around various districts alone, and sometimes they moved in groups.

Jung Yushin sometimes joined them, and sometimes he couldn’t because he was busy.

He wasn’t disappointed.

There was still plenty of time.

Thanks to restoring Ezdrass’s seal on the 20th floor, no particular news came from the labyrinth.

Whether the mysticist bastard’s “warning” was effective, no one from the Eastern District picked a fight.

The darkness of the labyrinth no longer whispered from within.

Jung Yushin sat at the counter, propped his chin on his hand, and stared blankly out the window.

“Can it be this peaceful?”

He murmured to himself and lowered his head to look at the rat lying leisurely on the easy chair.

“Answer me.”

Koro rong.

The rat didn’t answer and only snored, exposing its belly.

He poked the rat’s plump belly with his finger.

“Squeak.”

The rat half-opened its eyes and sent a grumpy look before closing them again.

‘I’m curious.’

This rat.

He doesn’t know its abilities, nor its level.

Since the telepathy, the rat hasn’t spoken again.

“Who exactly are you? What do you do? What’s your level? What are your abilities?”

As Jung Yushin muttered, Rin, who had been sleeping in his shirt pocket, drowsily opened her eyes and gently placed her hand on Jung Yushin’s lips.

“Squeak squeak.”

“Mmm mmm.”

Meaning she wanted to take a quiet nap.

He licked Rin’s paw with his tongue and didn’t open his mouth anymore.

In the Barbaroi seeking encounters in the labyrinth.

Barbaroi who live to die.

Next is.

Healing Camp Barbaroi.

‘Sounds good?’

Enjoying it leisurely like this isn’t bad.

Actually.

It’s best if nothing happens.

He thought so, but the sound of people’s murmuring carried on the spring breeze.

Clank. Clank.

Footsteps at regular intervals.

He immediately realized. It’s a military procession.

A few knowledgeable people among the people gathered on the street raised their voices.

“Silverin Spear!”

“Huh?! Isn’t that the elite unit of the Elven Kingdom?!”

Beyond the inn’s window.

Elven soldiers in silver armor, armed with sharp spears and shields, were seen.

‘There must be at least 1000 of them?’

The march didn’t stop there.

Next, female elves holding huge greatbows marched.

“The Sisterhood of the Tree Heart!”

“Aren’t those the terrifying elite archers who can pierce an ogre’s head with a single arrow?! They’re really serious!”

Jung Yushin slightly opened his mouth.

Even if it’s to protect the labyrinth city, that’s an enormous number.

Could it be.

Are they here to wage war?

Clank.

The army’s march stopped briefly in front of the inn.

“…”

A heavy silence continued for a moment.

Creak. Creak. Creak.

The inn door opened, and a familiar elven woman entered.

Jung Yushin immediately recognized the elf’s identity.

Ellasein.

The Queen of the Elves.

She looked completely different from when they first met.

Ellasein wore a small laurel wreath and carried a wooden staff.

As the thin, green silk clothes, which looked like something dancers would wear, fluttered in the wind, the ornaments also made beautiful sounds as they jingled.

Ellasein slowly approached.

“Ska, have you been well?”

A voice that was calm yet infused with dignity and majesty.

Jung Yushin stood up from his seat and bowed politely.

“Yes, Your Majesty.”

Ellasein looked down and stared intently at the black rat before looking back at Jung Yushin.

“Are you using the crown I gave you well?”

“Yes, it has been a great help.”

“That’s good. Your face seems brighter.”

Jung Yushin stroked his face.

“Is that so?”

“I stopped by to say hello. I’m glad to see you’re doing well.”

Ellasein smiled with her eyes and turned her body.

“Let’s see each other often.”

“Yes.”

A sweet perfume scent brushed past the tip of his nose.

Jung Yushin followed Ellasein out.

She climbed onto a huge stag and grabbed the reins.

“Let’s go.”

With Ellasein’s command, the elven army’s march continued.

Jung Yushin carefully watched the army heading towards the Central District before returning to the inn.

‘Reassuring.’

The Labyrinth Committee also seemed to have changed its mind after the last summit.

Well.

It would be strange not to prepare. They had figured out to some extent what the Empire was thinking and what tricks it would use.

Thump!

After the marching army passed, a wolf beastman, a busty Ska, and the mysticist bastard entered the inn.

They all held something to eat in their hands.

“The elven queen’s dignity pouch is heavy. Her thighs are plump too.”

The mysticist bastard mumbled blankly while holding a chicken skewer.

The TS Ska grinned and looked at Jung Yushin.

“She dressed up nicely, didn’t she? She put on heavy makeup and even wore perfume. I wonder why?”

The wolf beastman pointed to his black nose.

“I could smell it faintly.”

“Smell of what?”

“A slightly sweet and moist smell. A smell mixed with carnal desire, you could say?”

“You can even smell that? You have a dog’s nose?”

At the mysticist’s words, the wolf beastman bared his sharp teeth.

“Grrr!!! Wolf. The second brother will never smell that in his life.”

The mysticist bastard let out a hollow laugh, put his hands behind his back, and slowly approached the counter.

“Hehe. That’s hard to say. But hey, youngest, what’s going on? Why are women constantly gathering around you?!”

The mysticist bastard playfully rebuked him in a solemn voice.

Jung Yushin chuckled.

“Because I’m handsome.”

“…”

The mysticist bastard, at a loss for words, turned his head from side to side before opening his mouth again.

“But where’s the eldest?”

“He seems to be visiting small and medium-sized clans often these days?”

The TS Ska answered instead.

“Hmm?”

Jung Yushin tilted his head.

Why did he suddenly visit the small and medium-sized clan gatherings?

‘Is something wrong?’

* * *

Southern District.

A small secret room.

The middle-aged Ska read the documents and put them down on the table.

Thud.

“Clear these away.”

“Yes!”

Granny, the clan leader of the Granny Love Clan, bent her back at a right angle and cleared away the documents piled high on the table.

The middle-aged Ska tapped the table with his finger.

Tap. Tap. Tap.

Dozens of clan leaders sat stiffly between the long tables, sweating profusely.

“There are many problems.”

“…”

The pressure intensified.

The clan leaders couldn’t even breathe properly.

In the past few days.

A man who called himself Ska’s older brother appeared and solved the problems that had accumulated in the small and medium-sized clans.

Of course.

Some people knew how the middle-aged Ska had appeared.

He had moved through “space” from far away due to a malfunction of the magic tool.

Actually.

What was important wasn’t this man’s origin but his competence.

The clan leaders, captivated by the way he solved problems so coolly, sparkled their eyes and requested more help.

However.

The quagmire started from then on.

While solving various problems.

The middle-aged Ska heard that the small and medium-sized clans had a small information organization.

The middle-aged Ska’s eyes flashed.

“Hmm. May I take a look?”

“Of course!”

“You’re Ska’s older brother, so of course!”

The middle-aged Ska visited the small information organization in the Southern District and stroked his chin.

“Hmm.”

“I…is something uncomfortable?”

One clan leader asked carefully, but the middle-aged Ska shook his head.

“No. Let’s go to the next place.”

The middle-aged Ska led the clan leaders to another district.

When he visited the small information organization in the Western District.

The middle-aged Ska clicked his tongue.

“Tsk.”

“…”

Gulp.

The middle-aged Ska’s expression gradually hardened.

Having seen many people, the discerning clan leaders immediately realized.

‘He’s not in a good mood!’

The middle-aged Ska swept back his hair and opened his mouth.

“This is a problem. First, let’s go back to the Southern District. Tell all the clan leaders to gather now.”

An unusual request.

Nevertheless, the clan leaders couldn’t refuse and bowed their heads. Because he was exuding an aura that was difficult to approach.

“Yes.”

And now.

The middle-aged Ska sat in the small secret room and looked through all the documents that the small and medium-sized clan leaders had brought one by one.

Eyewitness accounts punctuated with rhetorical words.

Disorganized document formats.

And.

An information delivery method that was the epitome of inefficiency.

The middle-aged Ska crossed his arms and looked at the clan leaders.

‘The youngest is going through a lot.’

Not only exploring the labyrinth.

He was taking care of the small and medium-sized clans while wrestling with crazy bastards and even training to face the approaching “crisis.”

And.

These small and medium-sized clans were constantly asking for help without being of any help to the youngest.

‘This won’t do.’

The middle-aged Ska looked around at the clan leaders.

“Let’s write the reports in this format from now on. Granny, hand them out.”

“Yes!”

Granny quickly handed out new documents to the clan leaders.

The middle-aged Ska opened his mouth.

“Write the information according to the format of the document you’re looking at now. The information comes first, your opinion comes last. And don’t charge the small and medium-sized clan alliance a huge cost for insignificant information. Especially Solomon.”

The middle-aged Ska stared at the brewery owner.

“I know you have a lot of experience, but don’t take money in the middle under the guise of collecting information.”

The brewery owner trembled with fear.

“…”

“Answer.”

“Y, yes, I understand.”

The middle-aged Ska looked around at the clan leaders sitting in their seats.

“The youngest isn’t your worker. At least you should be in a relationship where you can help each other well. Why do you look for the youngest whenever something happens? You should try to solve it yourself first, and if you can’t, then ask for help. Even if small clans are gathered together, you shouldn’t live like miserable rat bastards.”

“…”

The clan leaders bowed their heads. They had nothing to say.

The middle-aged Ska looked at the empty air and opened his mouth.

“The clan leaders should operate the information organization with these thoughts in mind from now on.”

“…?”

“We are the invisible shadows, the history without records.”

“…!”

The clan leaders widened their eyes.

“I know there are several information clans in the Eastern District, but their limitations are clear. Keep in mind that the sharpest eyes are the eyes of those who live rooted in that place.”

The middle-aged Ska continued, looking around at the shocked clan leaders.

“If you unite as one, no matter what difficulties you face, you will be able to overcome them. Stop trying to take advantage of the youngest, who has good intentions towards you, and help him. The youngest will cut down the malice towards you.”

After finishing his words, the middle-aged Ska got up from his seat and left the room.

“…”

The clan leaders silently looked down at the documents.

“Th…that’s right. I think we relied too much on Ska.”

“Th, that’s what I’m saying. As much as Ska protected us, we should have, we should have been helpful.”

Granny trembled.

She had guessed, but she felt it for sure this time.

He’s not an ordinary person.

At least a person who has led many people from a high position for a long time.

‘Keep in mind that the sharpest eyes are the eyes of those who live rooted in that place.’

In Granny’s heart.

The hammer and sickle twitched once again.

* * *

The middle-aged Ska walked slowly and raised his head at the fluttering spring breeze.

Beyond the setting sunset.

A tall, black rock was visible.

The place where the labyrinth is located.

The entrance to “Hell.”

The middle-aged Ska shook his head and moved his feet.

It’s still unknown.

When he returned to the inn.

The mysticist bastard, who was floating in the air, waved his hand.

“Oh?! The eldest brother is here.”

“Where have you been? Did something happen?”

“Squeak.”

“Skas” were flying in the air.

In the middle, a handsome guy was smiling.

His face didn’t frown at all, even though he was sweating profusely.

The middle-aged Ska smiled slightly and walked towards another “me.”

“I just took a walk. Nothing special happened.”