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During the gatekeeper who was the home of the thief "Cat Willow (Cat Yanagi)" was devastated, but the men of the escaped slaves who liberated him were rushing to clean up.

The dragon knight who stunned him has already tied him up and rolled him into the corner between the gatekeepers. Before I heard from the Dragon Knight, I was thinking about the treatment of the rest of the captives.

Sometimes I think there's a lot going on, including the treatment of the remnants of the thief Cat Willow, but first of all, understanding the situation is paramount.

The remnants of the captive cat willow stared at the bodies of those lurking in their home base and the bodies of the dragon knights, one after the other, as they were put into the gift BOX.

Five survivors... Compared to fugitive slaves who were all beast races, this one also had dwarves left in elves of the universal and fairy species.

Two of them look familiar. It was a flick of a boy elf who served with a room in Wang Du's luxury inn, the Peaceful Capital Pavilion, and a guard of the universal race who was cocking with it.

"The boy elves there, what are the Omaes doing here, Ta?

Standing in front of me to block my gaze at the fugitive slaves, I also succumbed to the gaze of a kneeling flick, bringing closer the eyes of the blue and white flames floating at the bottom of Skeletonface's eyes.

"... just lived in hiding from the kingdom of Drake"

"Why are you hiding, Ta?

…………

Flick looked me straight in the eye, seemingly worried if he would answer honestly, but it was the Dwarf man kneeling beside him who could no longer stand that silence.

"That's because they're fugitive slaves."

"Ho...... the daughter of the beast race who transferred was also a slave ka?

"Not that one!

I thought Dwarf would answer the question, but it was Flick who answered my question. Return your gaze toward Dwarf to the flick again, and your gaze overlaps again.

Even if you have a skeleton face in front of you wearing a Viking helm, you don't look scared. Instead, you look like you're feeling some anger at what I heard about Cottie.

"So what's that girl, Da?

"I am the princess of the kingdom of Drake. He was a slave. He saved us and kept us here temporarily."

"Temporarily...? Where are you going after that, Da?

"... it is the Kingdom of Kurtomerga. Earn money outside with this labyrinth, so I can give you a guide to immigration... This is what I'm gonna tell you about the undead!

"Well, why don't you kill me and the others? The dragon knight kills but doesn't even sink into the labyrinth, and Al Earth tries to feed - is the undead going to eat!

Flick and Dwarf started calling, but they sort out the information while listening to it.

Apparently, the Cotties Thief “Cat Willow” was campaigning for the slave liberation of the Kingdom of Drake.

He would have made money from bandit operations and demon ore, and with that he would have entered the country clandestinely through nobles or merchants around the forest city of Dragrange.

I also feel that the profits of demon ore alone would make enough money, but given their purpose and reasons, they might have been bought off cheaply.

But even though it was for supporting the escape of slaves, running to banditry was not a praise. Even if there was no other way...

"Hey! You're listening! What are you going to do with them?

"No, listen to me, Nye. So, why is that girl being taken, Ta?

"Ko, you bone bastard...!

Dwarf also forgot that he was being held captive, and started barking with his face bright red - but of the five remaining parties, the boy elf flick is clearly the leader.

The other two, including Garrard, who was in action with Cottie, are also silently watching over this one's accomplishments.

"That one... Master Cottie is guilty of treason against the Kingdom of Drake. He who brings him back to the royal palace alive will be rewarded as much as he desires."

"Deja, who's the man who took you, Da?

"The dragon knight man I took... is the leader of the Cassium Division of the Drum Fortress. He's a greedy man who's been looking all over for us."

By Drum Fortress you mean a surveillance fortress built on the border…. We need to do something about that fortress in order to keep the existence of this labyrinth secret...

"Hey! Come on, bonehead! Clearly, you will or will not release the eagles!

The cry wasn't just a Dwarf word. The first men to liberate, including the fugitive slave women and children who are still tied up, were also staring at how this one was done.

"My interest in the Omaes is Nye, let go and Yarrow. But this mine is mine."

"Want a mineral vein? Are you telling me to take my place for the Lord of the Labyrinth (Dungeon Master)?

"I'm going to be tied to the labyrinth, Nye. This labyrinth is a crusade sul"

To my word, all the Dwarves and fugitive slaves kneeling beside me as well as Flick opened their eyes and gave me a surprise look. That would be natural, too. Because the undead said they would crusade the labyrinth.

"So, what are you talking about?! You think the undead will crusade the labyrinth?

As Dwarf knelt, he leaned against me and began to arouse so much momentum that his spit seemed to hang. Honestly, this guy shuts up.

"And what are you going to do after you crusade? Besides, why are you letting us go?

"Dallo is determined to dig demon ore. Aren't the Omaes glad their lives saved, Ka?

"Well, I'm glad to hear that... but you can't live which way they kick you out of here. Besides, let Master Cottie go..."

"Sole is - to me - relational nye"

"You think the undead digs demon ore?! Dig it and use it for what? You're not gonna eat me like a pig bastard!

A pig bastard... Speaking of which, I've seen them eat demon ore from a mine when they had a subracial oak exorcism.

Is the act of eating demon ore a commonly known habit of oak......

"Hey, are you listening, bonehead! How much do you think you can dig and pick by yourself, you don't have to dig!

Dwarf's face is dyed bright red and spit all over my Viking helm, but now ignore it.

I bent in front of the flick and kept talking as I peered into its eyes. Flick also keeps looking at me with his eyes open.

Its complexion is bluer than it was when the dragon knights were capturing him, and he does the trick of swallowing his claws many times with sweat on his forehead.

You wanted to say something to me, you puckered your mouth and forgot to blink, and you were about to make a voice that didn't speak.

"Nani, is that what you're trying to tell me, Ka?

"And why don't we make a deal..."

Did you make a deal - to me now, with me looking like an undead... No, I can imagine. Is it so important?

"Flick! Are you kidding me, you bone bastard!

"Say it, Milo."

"I want you to help Master Cottie."

"In return ha?

"I'll do mine mining. I'll give you all the demon ore I picked."

"If you can help Master Cottie, I'll help you mine too!

"Oh, I'll help too!

In return for Flick's suggestion, the other fugitive slaves, who were just watching in silence, raised their voices in tune.

Well, what's the matter...... I've spoken of making the mine mine mine, but all I actually want is post-crusade transfer magic formation.

The mining of demon ore will be a good source of funding, but you have to make a deal with someone to replace it with gold. It's unlikely that they can be trusted by the person they've been dealing with.

So, another merchant - Mr. Malta? No, I'd rather given the situation this time......

"Flick, and what are you guys saying too! This guy is undead?! You can't have a deal with the undead!

"But Gillim...... Undead and… the conversation doesn't go through"

"Of course, the undead have the ability to talk! I just had a deal, and you know what you're talking about to this guy..."

"You're here, W."

"Look, look! Return a handsome response. - Huh?

Dwarf, whose face was bright red - Gillim had hardened as if time had stopped the moment he heard my response, losing his voice.

"Daga, if you get anything in return, Nye"

"What else do you want me to do?

"Look, look! This guy is going to dash Master Cottie and try to use the eagles as good!

The rebooted Gillim has called again, but this guy ignores it.

"First -"

Having started the flick and decided to make a deal with the fugitive slaves, I offered numerous conditions besides mining demon ore.

One of them - the home of the thief “Cat Willow”, which had been built among the gatekeepers, had returned to a hall just wide with no columns, clean and clean.

Originally, most of the living space had been destroyed by the Dragon Knights of the Kingdom of Drake, but I could see Mr. Meeche's light point approaching steadily in my sight.

It is impossible to keep them living among gatekeepers. Because Ophilia participates in a labyrinth crusade for the purpose of searching the home of the cat willow, if bowling between them and the gatekeeper, she would lose the workforce at the corner.

The Ophilia and the others will also have a prediction that the home of the cat willow is built between the gatekeepers on the 10th floor of the basement. First it was necessary to end that prediction in the sky and move the place of residence of the fugitive slaves.

"Yona, we're ready, but what do we do now?

Flick has spoken out on behalf of the fugitive slaves as they finished putting all the materials from their home base into Gift BOX and were coarsely prepared to leave.

I already told her my current name was Yona. And Flick looks like a boy elf, but he says he's over 100 years old in real life, and he's taken better care of Cottie than he was when he was a kid.

For this reason, I am also moving as a leader in this cat willow home, and even in my dealings with me, I am letting the fugitive slaves take over.

"The Omaes need a place to live and safety da. Those who cross the Devil's Mountains need a warm meal and something to wear. Get that ready, yall."

"Well, I appreciate that, but where the hell are you going..."

"Maz has it installed in there, even if he jumps in the transfer magic formation"

That's what I'm pointing at with my white bone finger is the LVTP-5 I subpoenaed in the middle of cleaning up. The front hatch is already open, and the mock magic formations are taken out and laid between the gatekeepers. Naturally, my shop in Wangdu is where the transfer magic team connects.

The fugitive slaves and the remnants of the cat willow, combined, moved fifteen people into the basement of the 'Big Black House'. But this is only a temporary move.

They haven't told us where this underground warehouse is, and they haven't. And I'm not even going to let you out of this underground warehouse.

If you go out directly from the labyrinth of the pit, it's the Dragon Knights' separate action team waiting there. And those are the warcraft and sub-races drawn to the labyrinth.

Unless you crusade the labyrinth, you can't tell me to go wild in the Devil's Mountains. Waiting ahead is a replay of that tragedy that hit a group of Kobolts by the edge of Mountain Lake.

Given the various circumstances, I considered this choice to be the best.

"I didn't know the undead had a transfer magic formation. Yona, where the hell are we?

"An underground warehouse in my mansion, in the land of the undead. Don't get out of this warehouse by mistake, Zo. You can keep yourself safe."

"Ah, ah... Let's do that..."

The fugitive slaves who had been transferring were looking over an underground warehouse that could not be said to be enough space for the fifteen to live in.

We managed to make the interior furniture, which could not be arranged in the store space on the ground floor, a lodging-like place, while taking out the meat from Al Earth thrown into the gift BOX and any tools that might be needed for the accommodation.

I also prepared a black valve for the Marida Chamber of Commerce as food and had it transferred to the tool bag they had.

However, this underground warehouse does not have the necessary equipment to live… there are not enough toilets and other water installations in the kitchen.

If so, I'll have to prepare and do that too. If we think about the rest of this, we need to have a suitable living space….

TSS (Tactical Support System) was activated to prepare a luxury motorhome continental and summoned in the form of blocking the entrance to and exit from the underground warehouse.

"... Instead of cooperating in mining the mine, I might be ashamed to get the princess to help me, but I was convinced. Then this is..."

"It's for Nen. As there was a door leading out in front of us, the Omaes couldn't help but be curious and stay open to that door Ca?

Gillim, a dwarf who droops with three long, gray-haired jawbeards knitted, watched the continental seal the door as he stroked it.

And the other fugitive slaves. That's the same. Was our choice the right one, or did we still realize the ridiculousness of having a deal with the undead?

But now there's no time to be removing any of their anxiety. If we manipulated the electronic lock key on the side of the continental, part of the side rotated and the boarding staircase came out.

"Garrard, Coy with me"

"What? Oh, me?

He entered the Continental with a guard of the Pu race lurking as a cock in Wangdu's luxury inn, the Peaceful Capital Pavilion.

Garrard had lost his voice to the beauty of the white monochromatic, clean interior. But I have trouble getting him to be shy.

I taught him how to use kitchen equipment easily, where cookware was located, how to use the toilet, how to use the bathroom, and how to use such modern equipment and entrusted him with the management of Continental.

I left a guard inside the Continental and went out to the underground warehouse to head to the last finish, where two escaped slave girls stood at the boarding gate.

Clothes - it's hard to say, a thin body in a piercing coat just sewn together with a cloth. He looks young, but I doubt he's as old as he looks.

"Nani or Ka?

"Give me the princess... give me the princess..."

"Oh, uh, is it true that you're going to help the princess?

The girls asked again and again as they moved their gaze up the top, unable to look directly at the skeletal head wearing the Viking helm.

Place your white bone hands on the heads of the two girls, stroking damaged hair that can never be described as clean -.

"It's Hondo. You'll be here tomorrow morning. U. Take a bath inside and eat some rice E"

Speaking to Garrard, who was checking around the kitchen inside the continental, he pushed the two girls' backs to get them into the car.

"Are you... are you really undead?

I heard voices from behind.

"Naze, yes siu. Flick."

"First, I speak the Orlando common language. Don't attack us. Carrying forward magic formations. And... behave as if you feel warm as a person -"

"The shabby one talks absurdly. Know that if someone can't stop you, it will lead to your own disaster Nu"

You felt threatened by my words, Flick retreated one step later, and his face had changed blue.

I grabbed that shoulder just one more step back, and with my power now assimilated to the power suit's physical enhancement abilities, I put just a little effort into it -.

"... cum"

"The prying is nashi. Even after the deal is over, there's no need to say anything else about me. A thorough sacero for all."

"Wow, okay..."

"With Sole."

"Ma, there's more...?

"Omae returns to the labyrinth with me to help her rescue him"

"Huh...?

"All I can do is crush the fortress. The princess is Omae stealing away se"

"What...?

The words I said didn't seem to catch up with understanding at first, but the second spill of voice and eyes looked at me with suspicious eyes about my sanity.