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The battle in the labyrinth of the Green Ghost, in the large room with the gatekeeper, was just as dangerous on some occasions if we could fight with members of the Camellia (Southern Ka) with B-rank, A-rank adventurers, but generally ended without any major problems.

The strength of the gatekeepers and the strength of their protective equipment seen in this battle became good intelligence gathering for future solo attacks. And this crusade to the Labyrinth left only the last one left, the Lord of the Labyrinth (Dungeon Master).

But I'm not gonna follow this. If we go back to the Fountain of Purification after this, there must be a knighthood coming from the last labyrinth crusade party, the fortified city of Barga.

All you have to do is stop the General Alliance officials and the King Hua (Rafflesia) from making my drawn map, but if you go with the Knights to the Lord of the Labyrinth (Dungeon Master), you will give them more information. Neither will Mr. Remi have influence until the Knights, which would be another organization, and let him hide here voluntarily.

With that in mind, I watched the gatekeeper's body sink into the labyrinth, but only the gavel that the orgafighter had remained on the spot without ever being wrapped in a gavel.

"Apparently, you dropped biological weapons."

"Nyah."

Mr. Frau and Mr. Meeche watched as the body of the orga sank by my side as well.

Mr. Lu and Mr. Larry are watching Mr. Malinda. The last blow has slipped away, but by the time we get there, as a shield for the party, we have fought many matches. There's no way there's no injuries.

"Biological weapons are also a substitute for crusade cards, if you want Schwartz, I'll give it to you."

Mr. Meeche sidelined himself in retrieving the hammer, and Mr. Frau suggested it, but I turned it down. If you get C-ranked, I'd like to decline any potentially troublesome promotion exams or nomination requests if you can earn the qualifications of a seeker to be put in the labyrinth and the amount of money you don't feel free to live in.

Besides, I don't have enough basic knowledge to crusade warcraft and sub-races in nature, and I'm now deciding that it's easier to keep fighting in the labyrinth than to study there.

Larry's healing magic completely restored Malinda's health, and we set out to return to the Fountain of Purification, staring at another labyrinth gate, the white stone gate that leads to the Lord of the Labyrinth.

Coming back to the Fountain of Purity, there were faces wrapped around unified armor that seemed to be the Knights as expected. But what was unexpected was that instead of six people on a one-party scale, there were 18 people on a three-party scale.

"Oh, Lapitilica! Are you back!

Inside the fountain room, from a narrow group of knights working, a large international body and an old knight, whose design was similar to that of the other knights, but also fitted with elaborate full-plate mails of finer design, raised his voice with all-back gray hair, and a beard neatly groomed.

"Deputy Commander Caymon! Did you come to crusade the Labyrinth?

Knights...... The official name is Kurt Melga Kingdom, Western Barga Knights. It was Viscount Butler Caymon, vice president of the Knights of Varga, who led this group.

I introduced myself lightly to the Rank D Adventurer cartographer who accompanies me to the Camellia (Southern Ka) party. The reports so far were left to Mr. Frau and the others, who decided to go under the general guild staff who had stayed in the fountain early, receive a map of today's exploratory range, left by Will the Hegemon flower (Rafflesia), and leave the fountain room for mapping work.

In the meantime until I come back here, I am telling the Camellia members to reconfirm not to speak out about my skills and mapping abilities, and not to accompany the Lord of the Labyrinth (Dungeon Master) crusade tomorrow either. It was accepted very well in terms of skills, etc., but it was accepted reluctantly in terms of not accompanying the main crusade of the labyrinth.

As a precaution, I traveled not to the small room in front of the fountain, but further back to the trail, where I summoned Dorchester, an AEC armoured command vehicle, as I did yesterday, to work on the map.

Draw up the exploration range in about an hour and confirm that there are no sub-races in the front from the driver's seat in Dorchester. I didn't hear anything, but I never went over to be vigilant.

We returned Dorchester to the garage and walked out towards the fountain of purification.

Coming back to the Fountain Room, the Knights of Barga, which had 18 people, had been reduced to 12. No way, are you going to go on a crusade in the labyrinth through the night?

Schwartz is back.

"Welcome back"

Mr. Meeche and Mr. Lu immediately noticed me. The other three, Frau, Malinda and Larry, were from the division of the Knights of Varga... you brought in such a table... they were sipping tea surrounded by Deputy Commander Caymon and a wooden circular table.

"The number of the Knights seems to be decreasing, did you head to the back?

"I went to clean the area around the fountain"

Mr. Lu answered me as he poured the juice from the pan that was on fire. Dinner was served with me today......

I received the meal offered to Mr. Lu, with vegetables and thinly sliced meat... is this rice?

My hand was shaking. It's a surprise...... would it have been another month since I fell into this other world? In the fortified city of Barga, he ate all the time at the "White Flower Pavilion of the Labyrinth", where he had been lodged, but there never came out rice. I had tried to hear about the existence of rice, but I couldn't hear it because I was afraid to be told that there was no such thing, that I didn't know.

I used to wonder if there was any rice in this other world, and if I could ever eat it again, but I was no longer naturally concerned with it in my daily life. That just suddenly appeared in front of me.

"What's going on? Don't you know what comedy is?

"Yes, no... hi, it's something I haven't seen in a long time..."

"The comedy is expensive, it's usually not something to eat ahead of a request, the Knights brought it today."

"Rice expensive? Is it a luxury item?

"Bring it from east of Orlando in a transfer magic formation, higher royalties make it natural and higher"

"Really... Really..."

The rice-like juice I haven't eaten in a long time tasted a little salty and tiny.

After dinner, I had an exchange with the General Alliance staff and Mr. Johann of the Knights of Varga scout squad to explain and discuss the trends in the emergence of the sub-races, the expected time to reach them, etc., while giving them a map to this point and a map of the route to the Lord of the Labyrinth ahead. There, Viscount Caymon, the deputy commander, came.

"Johan, are you going to stand at the vertigo of tomorrow's itinerary?

"Ha, from Lord Schwartz's maps and information, it seems we can reach them in three to four hours"

"Can I see the map?"

"Ha, go ahead"

Viscount Caymon looked at the map I had drawn and at the next moment only his eyes moved towards me.

"Mr. Schwartz, you only said D-rank, when can you get to C-rank?

"Unfortunately, I live in the labyrinth, the only person who can draw a map. You still need a month to earn enough guild points to take the C-rank promotion exam"

"Well, then aren't you going to join the Knights? I can live better than to live in detail as a seeker."

"I'm not good at swords or magic. I consider myself powerless to perform my duties as a knight."

"Well... if you change your mind, you should come to the Knights headquarters in Barga"

"Ha, thank you"

Viscount Caymon gave Mr. Johann some instructions and returned to the Knights' division. Was it good with the current exchange...... I don't know that clearly. At a glance at the map, I'm sure you wanted to be sure and secure the usefulness of my mapping ability, but is it a light-hearted solicitation, or has this place just pulled off?

If I joined the Knights, I'd really be working as a cartographer. Maybe there's a way to live. But right now, I don't want to change my purpose/goal of living, first of all the labyrinth of the tooth wolf. Crusade over there with my hand.