Manuke FPS

In a no-one's Exploration Camp HQ tent, the VMB email reception rang as if to answer my words, whining without saying anything to anyone.

"hey... email me...?

I just moved my right hand to start the TSS (Tactical Support System) on my left arm and someone came into the tent.

"Is that it? You're the only one, Schwartz, I hear you've completed the map of the labyrinth, good luck"

It was Mr. Keith who came in.

"Good day, Ki, Mr. Keith"

"Mr. Remi, don't you know where he went?

"No, I was here until earlier, but I left first..."

"Well, then I guess I went to the tent for bedtime, thank you. Wouldn't it be time for you to go to bed, too? You've been in the labyrinth the last two days, haven't you?

"Right, I'll let you sleep too..."

I greeted Mr. Keith lightly and left the headquarters tent. But the way out is not a bedtime tent, I walked outside the exploration camp.

He left the exploration camp and came to the field where he practiced shooting a few days ago. I gazed at the little stars and the glow of the moon, and now I realize that there was a moon in this other world, too.

Lie down where you thrived like a small hill and look around lightly to make sure you only hear little bugs.

With a slightly trembling right hand I started TSS and tried to open the Email Receiving BOX tab...

"The unread is so..."

The receiving BOX had received dozens of new emails. The subject of the most recent incoming email is…

Couldn't read...... written in a hieroglyphic line like some kind of symbol, not Japanese or alphabet.

Just a few seconds, being distracted by that puzzling string, reminds me of the automatic translation function of characters. Head goggles unfolded and the letters were watched. The translations then appeared under illegible characters.

Subject: Answer From: "ERROR"

I felt my heart beating high. With trembling fingers, feeling pressured to the chest, I opened that incoming email. I still can't read the string...... but wait a little while and the translations show up.

Dropped from different worlds. I'm ERROR.

It was the ERROR that drove me into the world.

His purpose is one thing, to get to the Lord of the Labyrinth.

But I stopped him.

The falling fall is stopped, whatever it is.

It will be accepted by the world in Chisu.

Back to different worlds.

In this world, it is preferable to live.

Hey, why ancient texts......

The letters in the original text that appear in the email are letters I have never seen in the original world or in this other world. Does the fact that the translated text is ancient mean that this letter is quite ancient, in this ancient text of another world?

No, it's more content than that. The sender also says that the translation function throws up errors in the name-like part shown in the body. Probably just like the Devil's Word, there's magic in the name itself.

I can't exactly translate ancient texts since I was a student, but I manage to read the meaning. I mean, I was about to be dropped by someone in this other world and made Lord of the Labyrinth, but this sender said he stopped me... and because the world already accepts me, I can't go back to the original world, live as I please afterwards... is that what you mean...?

"What do you mean!!

My screams are sucking into the night sky. Too much to think of, it was on my guild card, the letter "origin VMB," just what I thought then. This other world recognized VMB and knew I had fallen from it, that's why I'm from VMB......

Born near where I fell, a new labyrinth... is that the labyrinth that tried to set me up, or was that why the Green Ghost labyrinth didn't have the Lord of the Labyrinth (Dungeon Master)?

Who tried to make me that way... the Lord of the Labyrinth, someone who could put something in place...

A born parent of the labyrinth, a guy named Evil God...

I mean, this sender is a god who will be a pair of evil gods... I looked up at the night sky and looked for the presence of God. But you can't even find something like that. All you see is the moon and the little stars, what you hear is the sound of grasshoppers in the wind and the voice of bugs.

You think I'm accepted into this world? You can't go back to the original world, so you want to live as you please?

"This human separated body! This body is naturally healing and tireless! Many of the powers of this VMB! You mean the world recognizes it!

I don't have a voice to answer my cries to the night sky, I never got a new email. My heart was filled with all sorts of emotions.

Anger at those who have dropped me into another world, sorrow that I cannot return to my original world, joy that I was not foreign to this other world, not a cheetah, but an accepted being, and the expectations and pleasures of being free to use the power of VMB.

A thirsty laugh spills out of my mouth as I look up at the night sky. I wasn't sure myself what I was laughing at.

Eventually, I stopped looking up at the night sky and put my gaze back on the TSS. There were dozens of emails received. Trying to make sure of that, my hand stopped.

What's written in the subject line are words that look for me, words that grieve my death, words that convey the team's triumph, words of condolence to me...... apparently I have not fallen from the original world by body, but soul or consciousness, only the mental body has fallen with the VMB avatar. And the original body, which lost its spirit, welcomed death... that's why we can't go back.

With trembling fingers, checking my emails one by one, my P0wDer teammates, VMB friends, company colleagues, and all sorts of people were mourning my death.

You won't be able to tell them that I'm alive. No, Japanese, "Saito" is definitely dead. I'm here now, "Schwartz Powder," and I'm going to live in this other world.

◆◆◇◆◆◇◆◆

The next morning, I told Mr. Barold and Mr. Keith that I would return to the fortified city of Barga and decide to move to Myral Village first. Mr. Remi wasn't there, but he's traveling back and forth to the camp with Myral Village.

Your response to entering the Alliance is now on hold. I think that option is possible, but my standing position after accession is opaque, so I can't immediately answer it. I just need to check with Mr. Remi, but now more than ever, I couldn't help but want to attack the Tooth Wolf's Labyrinth.

If this world accepts me, if you tell me to live as I please, I will stand in the way of whoever dropped me in this world. I will crusade the labyrinth called the Labyrinth and make you regret dropping me into this other world. What a small purpose, but now I think that's fine.

I said goodbye to the two Camellias (Southern Ka) and promised to go back again to see when the labyrinth died, and I headed to Myral Village. Mr. Frau and Mr. Meeche seem to remain in the camp as they are and to be entrusted with the task of collecting empty demon stones and guarding the neighborhood.

Upon entering the village of Myral, he immediately decided to have him put in a wagon bound for the fortified city of Barga.

I can use my own mobile vehicle, but between Myral village and the fortified city of Barga under the influence of the harvest festival, there are frequent horses and patrol carriages carrying carriages, adventurers, workers and merchants.

I weighed myself in here because I stand out in vain and have trouble getting into the labyrinth of the tooth wolf.

We arrived in the fortified city of Barga just before the sun went down. It was not until tomorrow that I would receive this reward at the General Guild, and I first headed to the White Flower Pavilion in the Labyrinth to secure the Inn this evening.

"Welcome, are you eating? Or are you staying?

"Please stay"

"Oh, Mr. Schwartz. Welcome home, you can use it again."

Mirana, the "White Flower Pavilion of the Labyrinth," greeted me with Nico's face as usual.

"Are you free in the room?

"Yes, I'm available"

I paid for a week's stay, picked up my keys and headed to my room. The location of the room was different from the last one, but the basic interior was the same.

Sit in a wooden chair with only one in the room and make plans starting tomorrow. In about a month, the Green Ghost Labyrinth closes, and that's the moment when the Harvest Festival will be the best, and I'm going to be there too.

Tomorrow I will head to the General Guild and get paid for this request for cooperation from Mr. Lesmond. If Ashley is here, I would like to say hello. I was not there when I stopped by to leave Barga, and I couldn't help but say hello.

Then the Marida Chamber of Commerce. Sell the demon stones gained from this expedition and purchase non-attributed demon stone replenishments, tools for camping, and more.

After that, it's food. I can't use the transfer magic team because I'm "demonic." The lower down the hierarchy, the less easy it will be to get back to cheap. Water has a fountain of cleanliness, but basic food must be held in sufficient quantities.

What should I really do with the food, prepare the dishes with self-catering in mind, or have the finished product be like a lunch box and punish Gift BOX in bulk? Let's talk to Mr. Malta at last around here.

In that way, I will start a new life in the other world by sleeping alone in the bed of the Inn for the first time in a long time.