Early the next morning, Ria trained with Carlos and Gig as her opponents.
Though due to her height suddenly becoming taller, she couldn’t use the techniques she’d learned so far correctly.
She didn’t feel like she’d become stronger.
Handled bare-handedly by Ria, Gig and Carlos were gasping for breath at her feet.
“As expected, Anego.”
Carlos used the magic sword that used to be the Specter Knight’s, while Gig used his familiar warhammer. However, they were toppled just by Ria fighting barehanded.
Contrasting that, Maal practiced her spirit magic.
She could see the flow of magic in the air. From inside that, she particularly felt the power of wind, synchronizing her emotions to it.
The wind blew softly, stirring Serge and Lulu’s hair.
Opening the grimoire, Serge was eager to develop a method to reduce the magical power required for space magic.
Although it was good that Maal’s magic could be seen, it was out of her expertise. To begin with, unlike ordinary magic, no one could use it in theory. Lulu really only just studied it.
“I already know about it. The problem is magical power and its configuration.”
It can’t be helped. Though Serge thought that, he couldn’t explain it to Lulu since she didn’t know about their previous lives nor the Gift’s details.
Comforting them like that, Carlos whose stocks should have risen just caused the boy, who was over thirty years old including his previous life, to sigh like an old man.
As expected, it caused a fuss. Also as expected, it was more than they expected.
Though it was fine since the mayor, Klaus, already knew about it, a parade would be formed on the main street. It would take up a lot of time.
“A Cyclops… is it?”
“Yeah. Since neither swords nor magic were effective it was troublesome.”
“Then how did you defeat it?”
Serge looked at the guild master, who was lost for words. I should have aimed for the inside of the mouth as well, he thought after the fact.
The pastries they ate while talking were delicious.
That afternoon, a grand labyrinth exploration was declared in front of the guild.
The town’s influential people and merchants continually chased Carlos in hopes of meeting Ria’s group.
Though flirtatious men tried to approach Ria with the wrong idea, they backed off in droves after she gave a demonstration of breaking a sword with her bare hands.
Serge was leisurely. Though he was surrounded by Onee-san explorers for some reason, he was pampered. No matter how you looked at Ria, she was jealous.
Even though they were finally liberated by evening, Klaus told them their schedule for the next day while seated for dinner. It was going to be another long day.
Brushing Matsukaze, taking the Hellhound for a walk, and massaging Maal’s paws, her mind healed.
Serge asked while patting the fluffy Hellhound without reservation. If they called it Hellhound it’d be inconvenient.
“Such a self-important name came out–!”
“I mean, see? Doesn’t he look like a Rudolph?”
Though it looked like a puppy when it rolled on its back in front of Ria. Patting him as though in agreement, Serge did so delightedly.
The following day, they carried out the parade in the morning, doing the ceremony at noon.
Though more and more people knew their faces, the question was whether becoming famous in a small town away from Casalia Kingdom had any meaning.
And so, Ria revealed her identity.
But it was a failure.
Ria, who had been gathering a considerable amount of stress, rushed into the labyrinth with a party before dueling them so that it’d be safe when they died.
Meanwhile, the young trio tried to raise their levels a bit more and get some income, entering the labyrinth by themselves.
Even though Lulu and Carlos joined in to capture it before long as well, they were still stopped by the Dogazer on the eighth floor.
Even so, focusing on the fifth and sixth floor, they continued trying to raise their levels and skill masteries.
Ria became like a Shura, thirsting for blood. [TN: You get the picture.]
Obtaining a good katana, it was the right situation for her to get drunk on blood.
Even if she was drunk on blood, she wasn’t drunk on power. She had to draw the line somewhere.
And so, one month passed.
In order to memorize their new skills, they all partied up and captured up to the ninth floor again. They didn’t bother trying to fight the Cyclops again. With the little bit of intelligence Labyrinth gave it, they probably wouldn’t have won with the same method.
“Is that so, are you returning home?”
“No, we’re going to go challenge the Dark Labyrinth next.”
The Dark Labyrinth.The most difficult labyrinth on the continent, Dark Dragon Valis resided within.
Though they could probably learn a little more if they went to Casalia’s Royal Library, if they returned now, the eyes watching her would become stricter and it would become difficult to get away. Apart from Ria, it was hard for the others.
Klaus said so in a genuinely concerned tone.
After arranging to depart the rest of the day, the group left Labyrinth City early the following morning.
Waving until they disappeared from sight, the party advanced with their rattling carriage.
Maal sat in the driver’s seat, while Gig and Serge sat inside.
Only Matsukaze played around with him on equal footing. It was amazing that a horse was equal to a Hellhound though.
“Well then, on to the Dark Labyrinth!”
Under the blue sky, Ria’s voice was one of a person in high spirits, resounding through the distant hills.