Otoko Nara Ikkokuichijou no Aruji o Mezasa Nakya, ne?

16 Aug 7442

Today, when I tried to enter the labyrinth, I was stopped by Mr. Church, who was escorting a tax officer at the entrance. Apparently next Friday, there will be a trial and enforcement of sentences for the criminals incarcerated in the Knights of Balduk, including the example Dereonora. Me and Bell were told to be present as witnesses. I can't help it, the labyrinth row is off that day.

It should be noted that it was at the convenience of the lord when I asked the judge why more than two months had elapsed since his arrest. Balduk is the king's direct jurisdiction, so the lord is the king, but naturally the king himself will not bother to come all the way to Balduk for such a lousy job, and he usually has deputized for the political operation of the city itself. However, the deputy himself is not in fact a plenipotentiary deputy to say so in a Japanese sense. Competence is limited only to executive power. I'm not even officially a deputy in the first place. Barduk has no official deputies either because he is close to the direct jurisdiction in the real sense alongside Lombertia.

Judicial power rests only with the lord or the deputy, who is officially a parent adjunct appointed by the lord. For this reason, it is not possible to bring criminals to justice in Balduk's Administrator (who is treated as a substitute by custom, even if he is actually called so), who is solely responsible for practice. For this reason, about four to five times a year, His Holiness Barduk Berthomas Lomberto III, the official lord who sees his spare time from the next king's capital, comes all the way to Barduk to bring his judgment. This time it was because it was not convenient for His Majesty, its official lord.

Anyway, next Friday. We have to remember. I thought so and was stopped again when I tried to get back to everyone by thanking Mr. Church. Now it was advice. Bell is a foreigner. Being noble but not having a main house in the Kingdom of Romberto, the treatment within the Kingdom is legally equivalent to that of the civilian population. Naturally, the same applies to the processing of taxes, so she travels to the administration every month to pay taxes. He also said that we should take the tax certificates together just in case. It would not be helpful, but I meant nothing more than to say just in case, but the advice should be appreciated.

Bell and I went back to everyone face-to-face, and we went into the labyrinth to explain that we were going to be off for next Friday's labyrinth trip in order to be able to stand trial and serve our sentence on DeLeonora.

August 20, 7442.

Engela's accession has slightly increased her direct combat power, but more useful than that was the 'super sense of smell', a special ability of the dog-man tribe. The monsters that live in the labyrinth emit a able odor that most of them wouldn't even be told about, or a raw odor that makes them nauseous. These demons can be sniffed apart exactly by her nose.

At least, I appreciate the reduced likelihood of going into a place that looks like a bad enemy until the end of my experimental period. This is worth buying Engela for. Though I thought so, I made a little money on my own, but soon it turned out that this was nothing more than an aside. Her true price was more important. Engela has only been in the labyrinth for a long time, and she has more knowledge in the labyrinth than we do.

For example, there seems to be some limitation on where it has been transferred within the labyrinth, where this transfer comes from. They have confirmed more than four hundred transfer locations at the moment, but mostly they have landmarks near where they've been transferred. Did you get anything like that? And when I thought that and everyone remembered to be interested, it was an easy thing to do. The pedestal of the crystal of the metastasis at the destination is engraved with various muscular sculptures, but there seems to be a mix of prints in it that always indicate the direction. It was said that there were small numbers on the wall ahead of it. The numbers are naturally sharpened by the adventurers I've visited. Also, since the pattern engraved on the pedestal is not constant if transferred to the same place, I naturally noticed that the pattern was engraved on the pedestal, but I didn't care until now and left it uninvestigated.

What, has this happened so easily? Now we can almost identify where we first transferred, but we can't solve it. Though my purchased map is somewhat inaccurate, it contains information about a significant portion of it and the location of the trap. There is no mix of metastatic location information. What a one-handed map. But Engela also answered the question immediately.

There are usually four different types of maps for sale. One naturally depicts terrain. Next, in addition to that, I added information on the trap. This is the map I bought. And the other one with metastatic information. They're swinging numbers all over the map. They say it's normal that this and the earlier trap maps aren't made into a single map because they both have a lot of information. Even the map I have is a bundle of nine pieces of parchment about the size of an A3, and it has information on the trap to match the terrain, but it doesn't fit into a single sheet, so it's split. Even this map has a very small topography. Wouldn't the scale be about 3,000 to 5,000 parts? About, because it's our feeling, but even if it's painted inside a piece of parchment, I just think it's scaled up depending on the location. So there is an inaccurate part when it comes to topographic maps.

Once the metastasis information is included in this, the range of maps that can be included in a single parchment is naturally smaller. I mean, it's going to be a map with a bigger scale, so suddenly I'm going to need multiple amounts of paper. It's a parchment, so it's heavy when it comes to dozens of sheets, and it's because it's stubborn. I didn't know there was such information in itself. I never heard of it from anyone. Besides, according to what Engela told me, the method of obtaining this information and the map itself was special. It was not handled by ordinary labyrinth mappers like coming to the entrance square in the morning, and it was sneaky open to avoid people outside the city of Balduk.

Normally, they don't make sales without an introduction to a party of leading adventurers. I was forced to buy the map with a lot of money called 7Z. Now my fortune is pretty diminished. I need to make money...... No rush, though.

It should be noted that the other type of map is more detailed and seems to have been created by adventurers pulling up from Balduk due to retirement, devastation, etc. It seems better not to think this is easy to get because it rarely goes out there.

Engela's knowledge is useful in this part alone, but more importantly, she remembered a few places where the mighty enemy was. That said, there are only four places I can remember, but the prior information on the powerful enemy is still great knowledge. Scavenge Crowler, Blue Slime, Propeller Tail, and Gargantuan Spider. Don't know any of this. It's a dangerous opponent if you step in.

From now on, we need to test a lot of how to incorporate Engela. We won't be able to do it until we stabilize, and we should work hard with the intention of training. But for all this knowledge, Engela's sword arm is the lowest of our parties. That said, I am not particularly dissatisfied because I am a little inferior to Bell, who is from the nobility and has received formal sword gestures. This is what Barkud's young squire was like.

My only slight doubt is that almost every party she's ever been to has been devastated. There is no literal total annihilation, but it has taken so much damage that it cannot continue the labyrinth row. With this degree of arm, I don't think it's possible to step further. Even if we could step one layer and go two layers, there would be damage. Why not go safer, slower? Maybe Engela got some money from another party, too, to help bring the party she belonged to to to to a devastation?

I don't know how true her origins and her familiarity with the masters she says she has served until now, but I even worry about such a noise. When I think calmly, the possibility is so small that I can ignore it that it is obvious that it is my struggle to get over it, but I ask Engela.

"Engela, why were your previous masters trying to go deep? I don't know what to say, but don't be offended. Listen. Your sword arms aren't that bad, but as you've probably noticed yourself, no one of us can beat them one-on-one. I don't know what it's like to go deep with a member of your arm at that level."

When I said that during my little pause in the labyrinth, Engela responded unexpectedly.

"Huh? I don't see why your husband would say that. Slaves like me usually let them get the lead, and while I can do it or endure it, other members will kill their enemies, right? Conversely, I can't really get ahead of your husband's party, so thank you very much..."

That's what I've answered. Well, it's something I was predicting somewhat.

"I haven't even figured that out. But if you do that and you fall, the whole party will lose its fighting power. Because I'm not that rich, I can't do anything to crush you. Were all the previous masters the greatest of the rich?

When I asked him that, he replied like he was in trouble.

"Well, what do I say, but slaves are shields. I hear it's normal to use it to break through an inevitable battle. Of course, efforts will be made to avoid the battle until just before, but still, there will be battles that cannot be avoided, such as before you go to the lower levels, so it's like insurance at those times. Sometimes you can even go to two levels and then work hard to discover the treasures of one or two slaves..."

"I don't know the rationale, but I've never heard of a treasure to be found. You say it mildly with one or two of your slaves, but you and your gear alone are hanging nearly 8Z of gold. Ready? Eight million Zs, huh? If you say it's for two, it's 16 million Z. It's worth finding 20 million Z."

"What?"

"What?"

"Um, why isn't it right for you? Now, if you calculate it, you'll make 4 million Z."

"What? What are you talking about? Is that why? There are also places where slaves are at parties that are said to be the top teams right now in the evidence, but I'd say the members have hardly changed in the last few years. It's like such a waste... no one's going to waste an investment"

I know exactly what he's talking about. Engela still seems to say something.

"That would make less sense to put the top team out for comparison. Most parties use slaves as shields. In the meantime, we aim to break into the lower levels."

No, damn it. I'm going to stick my lower lip out and say it in a long way. Looking around at the faces of the other members, Xenom and Zulu listened in silence, but Belle and Ralpha seem to agree with me. Bell says.

"Engela, why do you say that? You want me to use it for a shield? I can't say anything big because I've never used slavery directly either, but I think what you're saying is strange. Not even a slave, not a living one. I'm not even going to mention the emotional theory that you said it was pathetic. But listen carefully. You are a living person. You know what this means? To put it easier to understand... Well, it's more theoretical to say the economic effects. Mr. Al bought you for 8 million Z. If we don't collect many times that money to make money, it won't be worth it."

Was Bell in Economics? No, it doesn't matter.

"Your value isn't just the amount of money I bought you. After that, I'm going to check the collaboration and train with you, and last Saturday morning we're going to be spending money we can't even see. Let's say, for example, that you died today. That won't be all for the first confirmation of collaboration or last Saturday morning. You're wasting all your time in the labyrinth with me. Because we've trained and fought on the assumption that we have you at the party. If you die, they all go to waste. If I switch with a new slave, I'll start over from the beginning. So we can't afford to lose you easily."

Yeah, well, there's that, too.

"Besides. If you're alive, the experience will be so much more than money. There was so much we didn't know about the labyrinth until you arrived. So is the map thing, and so is the way you identify the destination. Those must be the information that the living brought home, right? It's living knowledge. Even dangerous monsters do. It's totally different than just listening to someone who's actually fought before. Being used to fighting in the labyrinth is a great asset."

That's right. What did I say? Yeah, "level up." It was a do-o-quest, wasn't it? I'm not familiar with it because I'm not doing it right now, but the game is about killing weak monsters for the sake of expanding players' battle power safely to the next area, but killing them all to earn experience. It's like a hunt I used to go to in the middle of the night with Mun when I was younger. Even an archery of swords would fall under a broad level of elevation. So am the experiments I do on my own on holidays, and this moment is even a feeling close to them in me. But Engela doesn't seem convinced yet.

"But isn't that hard to get to two layers? I say time is more precious than money. Reaching two layers a little faster increases your chances of making more money. Your previous husband said this was a matter of possibility. I don't think she had any special thoughts."

Engela hasn't bent herself over yet. Is it also a suicide wish? This woman. By the way, on average, it takes about a year to a year and a half for a rookie adventurer party to be able to break through one layer. Around here, persuade or convince the material.

"Belle, that's enough. But Engela. Think about what Bell says later. And how about our arms compare to the party you've been at? Are we short?

When I heard that, Engela answered immediately.

"No, I think it's a few steps up, even though the numbers are small rather than scarce. There are few injuries that seem to have occurred. But let's go for three or four layers, okay? For that reason I thought it was an exercise in collaboration and how to fight mixed with me. Well, as much as I understand it, I don't have the body to crush it after about a war. However, we have heard that by the crystal of the transition to the lower level, it is always necessary to pass through a room with a strong enemy once. I thought it might be me to break through there..."

"Hmm, you think it's hard to break through a strong enemy like you're in a single room even if you add us. Yeah, you never showed it yet. Well, no. Then I'll tell you what. When we get into next month, we'll move on to the labyrinth in earnest, aiming for two layers. So, there's a map. Here it is, and by the end of next month, we'll reach two levels and show it. Once I make some money there, I'll buy another two-tier map. I hear the strength of the two layers of enemies is stronger than the other, but it's basically not so different from the other. After I buy a two-tier map... right... I'll go to the three-tier within two months. I will try to get there without missing anyone. Naturally there will be dangers in battle, so in some cases you may order a shield-like role to protect someone else. But I wouldn't do anything to shield anyone, including you, just to break through a particular place. Let me know what you think then. Well, the break is over. Take another breath, let's go."

When I said that and stood up, I took the lead and proceeded through the cave.

23 Aug 7442

Today is the day of judgment for DeLeonora. When I woke up in the morning and changed to the finest clothes I had, I went to the usual store for breakfast. I told Bell beforehand, so she was clothed to such an extent that she was a bit of a good adventurer, though she was quite dressed as well. Well, actually, it is, and it's a weird story to say that I'm the second daughter to be out of the house and the main business is an adventurer, so I come to the dress and stand on the witness stand, so, okay. It's cheap, but I'm wearing boots, too.

We murdered our time sloppily until near noon as we spoke to the public, and the time was approaching, so we headed to the front of the administration.

I thought I was going to try each and every one of them, like Keel, by ascertaining a guilty plea, and it would have been handled more nasty. There were also more sinners than keels, and the king could only see it in the distance because the witness's refrain seat itself was far from the stand of judgment, but he was an ordinary old man as he saw it. On appraisal, the age was 48 and the level was 10. I guess I train quite a bit or when I was younger. The king would naturally be busy, and if he was a major sinner or a great thief under heaven, it would be something else, but the sentence progressed like flow work because it's all about stealing, raping, and killing that developed out of adventurers' grudges with each other. I won't even let you complain about the arrest itself, like Keel did. Because they were all monkeys.

Much of what I just nodded and pleaded guilty to when I was told that a guilty plea was stated and that there was also evidence and testimony. As much as some occasionally shook their necks sideways during death or amputation of their hands and feet, and although witnesses are called at such times, briefly taking testimony, the sentence was executed without any problems. Next to the sinner being whipped, he has already given his sentence to the next sinner. The lighter the sentence is even received like that.

I knew that the king would come all the way out here to decide on punishment, so I thought it would go slower and worse in dirt mode, but that didn't happen. Of course, the law will be attested to in a fairly polite manner, and the people around you have responded with courtesy to you, but nothing more. There are civilians, free people and slaves in Balduk, and the majority of criminals and the victims and witnesses involved in it are not of the aristocratic class. I suppose you understand that it makes no sense to seek sophisticated courtesies such as those in court. It doesn't seem to be a problem unless you deviate significantly from your gratitude.

The case came when more and more judgments went on and finally it was DeLeonora's turn. Oh, my God, it seems that DeLeonora planned the escape. Naturally, it was immediately seized and pulled out like a scroll.

Abbreviations to the noble class and attempted rape. Bell is a foreigner, but a noble class. Conflicts are constantly ongoing with the Kingdom of Dabus over its southern border. There were times when I was worried about what would happen, but as far as I heard from various sources, it was first that it would be a capital offense. At this time, however, the King became interested in the delay in progress due to escape noises and so on. We were told to stand on the stand as witnesses.

I wanted him to execute his sentence without testifying, but I couldn't help it, me and Bell testified when we got up from the refrain seat and moved to the stand, where they hung up the status opening and confirmed that he was a real witness and that he was as recorded. Say whatever you want except the fact that you were Japanese. DeLeonora won't even be allowed to contest our testimony because she can't even summon something because she's still bitten by monkeys.

The king, who heard our testimony, thought a little on the stage. At that time, there was a man who gave ears to the king. I wonder if he's the captain of an escort dressed in expensive metal armor. The king, who heard the man's ears slapped, asked me questions before handing over his sentence.

"Damn, you said you belonged to the House of Sir Gried. Are you from Marquis Webdos?

Huh? What's that? What does that have to do with anything?

"Yes, I am from the village of Barkud in the Marquis of Webdos. My father Hegliyar is lord."

"Is it still true? Do you have a sister?

"Yes, one." Show your face later. "

Huh?

"Ha, I'll come in later"

When I said that, I gave DeLeonora my sentence. It was still death by beheading. I had a grudge. He was staring at me with his eyes, but I can't tell you anything without the monkey bite. Well, you did something wrong, so die. Besides, it sucked that they were nobles.

DeLeonora was sentenced to death at the end of the prison.

When the king called me, I didn't care.

What the hell is it for? What seems to matter is Miloo. Don't bother asking me if I have a sister. An up-and-coming knight belonging to the country's most elite First Knights. Didn't you do something wrong? It's about that sister. He told me to be the king's companion and I said no, or he snapped... She's beautiful, and you can look at her... But I don't think he's that dumb. What if it is?

... a little... a death in action?

Suddenly my body trembled like a dust. Back in the witness' refrain seat, Bell held my hand as he looked worried about me as I started thinking with a blue face.

"It's okay. Isn't that a compliment or something about cooperation in arresting the killer?

No, that's not true. Well, you didn't tell Bell that my sister was in the Knights of the King...