Say Why did you choose to dive into the Labyrinth, Christ?
Why, you ask Its to live. Why else?
On our way back from our highly successful Labyrinth exploration, Dia and I were having a casual chat.
To live? Youre skilled, Christ. You didnt necessarily need to go to the Labyrinth to earn money, right? You can work in the tavern, and your cooking is superb.
Well, thats not wrong, but Nevertheless, I have to dive into the Labyrinth, no matter what. How do I say it It is so I can live as myself, I think?
I must conquer the Labyrinth so I can live as Kanami Aikawa. I want to cast away this joke of a na, Christ, as soon as possiblethat was my real answer, but seeing as I couldnt just say that so openly, my answer to Dias question beca abstract.
Live as yourself?
I couldnt bla Dia for looking so puzzled. I hurriedly asked him my own question, shifting his attention.
How about you, Dia? Why the Labyrinth?
Mines simple. I want money.
Co to think of it, he did say he needed money before. That seems like quite a solid guideline to his life, seeing that he could answer without hesitation.
However, our relationship was still too immature for to ask for the details.
Thats quite the common dream
Maybe. But thats what every mans dreams amount to, right?
No, Im not sure about that.
Oh no, I know that you want that too, deep inside, Christ. Swimming in money, living in a huge house, marrying a good woman, eating good food, living bighumans all have those desires in them.
Hmm, thats not wrong, but
Maybe because I had my morals brought over from my previous world, I didnt entertain those desires that much. Over there, beautiful houses and tasty food were commonplace. Therefore, I valued spiritual fulfillnt more than material fulfillnt.
Was it because I was mired in such an indulgent world that I believed that there were things more important than money and worldly desires?
In my hotown, the guy with the money and power could do whatever crap he pleased. He had his own private army, so nobody could stand up to him. He was the feudal lord, so he could always squeeze out more money from his people. He threw his weight around with that money, buying off beautiful slaves to surround himself with. He could live as he wished, looking like the happiest guy in the entire town Therere a lot of people like him, even in this country: the nobles, the powerful, those whove won a fortune in the Labyrinththe so-called wealthy folks.
Dia continued to speak as though to urge sothing out.
Im going to join those folks. I will make it impossible for anyone to oppose with that power. Then, everyone will have to recognize . Only then can I finally recognize myself as myself
Dia ended his monologue with a strong will.
I might have misjudged Dia. I thought that he was so powerless kid who kept his ego afloat in vain. I thought wrong. Whatever his goal was, he looked straight at it and made moves towards it.
Youre amazing, Dia Youre not wavering at all, unlike
N-no! Im not amazing at all! I still have no strength or power! I know full well I only could do anything at all because of your help, Christ!
Perhaps he thought he had gotten too passionate. He shook his head in embarrassnt.
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When I felt just how sincere Dias heart was, I was hit by a dizzy spell.
His willful words eroded my unconscious ntal precautions.
I fully understood what Dia was saying. What he just said was, indeed, another path to happiness. It would be easy for to get money or power in this world. Such a future wasnt so far offmy magic and Display abilities were that much of a cheat, after all.
If, or when, that future ca When I had money and power, when nobody could oppose , when I had position and honor, when I could pick any woman I wanted, when I had the life of luxury, when I could sate all of my desires Would I still want to go ho?
While they had beco a guideline for Dia, such human concerns were nothing but a shock for . I was unaccountably greatly disturbed.
Christ? Are you okay? You look pale.
No, Im good.
I shouldnt have asked about peoples dreams so lightly. Reflecting on that, I mumbled the answer with great effort, as though squeezing the words out.
Being exposed to Dias humanity had caused a crack in my ntal fortitude that had continued to analyze optimal behavior as though the world was a ga. I almost misjudged my conditions of achievent in this other world. My most important condition of achievent right now is
Im good, really
Even if I repeated those words, the dizziness only grew stronger, so I hastily parted ways with Dia, citing my MP and my poor health and whatnot.
See ya later I said to him as a brief farewell, and he replied, All right, see you tomorrow! Rest well, Christ! with a shout. He seed to be pretty gung-ho to do it again the next day.
After seeing off that goody-two-shoes with a fake smile on my lips, I walked to the town all by myself.
I checked my Status and found that I had accumulated enough EXP to level up. However, I had no intention of leveling up like I was in so sort of video ga.
Up until then, all I had ever thought was about clearing this ga. I had been looking at the town in order to clear the Labyrinth, I had gathered information in order to clear the Labyrinth, and I had worked at the inn to, again, clear the Labyrinth.
That day, I wanted to look at the town with no such thing in mind.
I knew it, myself. It was probably because I was exposed to Dias, a full human beings, raw emotions.
For that reason I couldnt help but wonder what kind of place that young man I passed who carried a sword on his back was born in or what kind of dreams he had in his life. Or that beast woman who passed by I wondered what kind of personality she had and what the purpose of her outing was that day.
Aah
All the others whom I had always regarded as NPCs sowhere within my heart I understood that they, too, were just other humans with blood flowing in them.
I felt sick. The sense of unreality was painted over by a sense of reality, and the sense of reality was painted over by a sense of unreality. And at the end of the clash of these feelings, I
The ??? Skill Has Gone Berserk
Your mind has been stabilized in exchange for so of your emotions
Confusion is adjusted by 1.00
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At the sa ti the Display popped up, my mood reversed, and my nausea subsided.
I had no other choice. I knew that I had to stop looking at reality like it was a ga one day. I just didnt expect that day to co so fast.
I looked at the lively crowd of people in the town. I observed the people living as human beings, and not just through my ga-tinted glasses that perceived them only from the nurical values the Display showed .
Thats right Today, lets have a change of pace and go to places I havent gone to yet
In order to embrace this other world, I decided to jump into the crowd of people. That was my first step to living in the other world, so I resolved to take my steps little by little.
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During my first walk in the other world, after having my mood turned upside down from the ??? Skill, I stopped by the church and properly finished leveling up.
Then, as I saw soone bound by chains, I stopped.
In Dias story, slaves were ntioned as a matter of course. Slaves existed in the history of my world as well. Likewise, slaves probably existed in this world too.
I had dedicated the days stroll to taking in the scene so that I could feel closer to the people of this world, but the existence of slaves brought to my mind a major clue to the Labyrinth.
I hated that I tried tying everything to the Labyrinth, but I imrsed myself in how practical my mindset beca.
I was able to think very clearly and rationally, perhaps due to the activation of the ??? Skill from before. Even in this other world full of reality, I was able to co up with a rational assessnt.
I should be able to find a slave with the right talents for the Labyrinth by viewing their Status through the Display. In other words, it shouldnt be a bad option to select slaves to help achieve my goal of conquering the Labyrinth. It was a plan that really ca out of the blue, but I believed it was worth considering.
Imdiately, I headed towards the less secure side of Varte, looking for a place where I could get information on slaves.
I saw people who appeared to be slaves traveling in a wagon. I used Dinsion to determine their destination; they were going through back alleys and underground tunnelsplaces one would normally have a hard ti finding. I followed them carefully until I found a simple, old door in a stone wall. It was a building I wouldnt have been able to find unless I had known about it beforehand.
I observed the interior with Dinsion and learned that it was a slave auction house, but I couldnt perceive too deep into the building as I didnt have much MP left. I spotted the person who was supposed to be in charge of serving the custors at the entrance and decided that I should enter the building, disguising myself as a custor.
The inside of the building was as luxurious as the aristocratic mansions Id often seen in movies. There were corridors so long that I didnt know how far they stretched on both sides of the entrance.
Oh dear, Sir custor. How can I help you at this early hour?
A neat and trim man greeted with a bow as I entered.
A friend of mine recomnded this store to . Im here just to see how it is.
For the ti being, I decided to gather information by engaging in small talk. I had gained so confidence since I had explored the Labyrinth a few tis already, so I was confident that even if things went south, I wouldnt have a problem with fleeing.
Also, I had confidence in my acting skill to so extent. I would fabricate the aura of soone who had the financial resources to be qualified to go there despite my young age. My height was close to that of an adults, so as long as I had the right attitude, I figured that I should be able to pull through.
I understand. However, I am afraid we are only open late at night, so there isnt much we can show you while the sun is still high in the sky.
I see. So, just to prepare for the night, can I have you explain to a few things?
Ask away, sir.
I thought I would be treated badly since I was just window shopping, but I was allowed to ask questions more easily than I had expectedmaybe it was because even a single custor would spend quite a lot on a single purchase. I chose my questions so as not to look suspicious.
Right. Theres this one thing Im curious about
Ah, about that
As I carried on with the conversation to gather information, I observed the surroundings.
I was able to grasp the location of the slaves who were carried by the wagon within the range of Dinsion; it seed that they were in the process of dressing themselves. They were being bathed, decorated with make-up, and given ornants to enhance their appearance for the sale.
The number of chained slaves exceeded several dozen. I continued to observe how the slaves were treated as I acquired information from the man serving .
Then, after a while, a slave appeared in the lobby where we were talking. I knew that the slave was lost in her way because I had been keeping track of her through the use of Dinsionshe had been walking about in the huge mansion all by herself for quite so ti.
She was a young, black-haired girl. Her dark eyes were vacant, and her body was too skinny. She was dressed in a shabby garnt, basically a single sheet of clothas if she had not finished her dress-up.
Is that girl a slave? I asked, fully knowing the answer.
I then focused on her and peeked into her general Status.
Status
Na: Maria Disutrus
HP: 39/41, MP: 35/35
Class: Slave
Level:3
STR: 0.89, VIT: 2.01, DEX: 1.23, AGI: 0.73, WIS: 1.07, MAG: 1.91, APT: 1.52
Constitution:
Confusion: 0.56
Lethargy: 1.02
Innate Skills:
Insight: 1.43
Acquired Skills:
Hunting: 0.67
Cooking: 1.07
Rarely enough, she had three skills and possessed magic power. She was average in terms of talents. However, when compared to myself or Dia, the difference between us was like heaven and earth. She was far below our standard.
Ah, I I am
It was Maria, the slave, who reacted to my question first. Color returned to her empty eyes as she stared at . It was as if she had found sothing shiningthat was the face she made.
Do forgive our sloppiness. Oi, anyone! Take that slave to the deeper rooms!
The custor service man also noticed her, and he then clapped his hand to call soone from the back.
Nevertheless, the slave girl continued to stare at . Then, falteringly, she muttered her words.
I am Maria. My na is Maria.
The slave girl and I were quite far apart, but I could still see her clearly. In her faint voice, she uttered a na that was common in this other world.
I was puzzled by her sudden self-introduction, andperhaps out of habit I carried from my forr worldI answered her with a na of my own.
I am Christ
The mont I blurted my na, I realized how big of a blunder I had just made. There was nothing good about giving out my na in a place like that. I was bewildered by her sudden, brazen action, sure, but I shouldnt have been so careless.
As I was regretting that fact, I saw the slave girl being carried to the backroom by soone else. Even as she was dragged away, the slave girl continued to stare at .
And for whatever reason, I couldnt take my eyes off her. I didnt want to guess what her eyes wanted from .
The serving-man wiped his forehead and apologized.
Our deepest apologies, Sir. Youve seen sothing so unseemly
No, its fine
I found myself to be more shaken than I had thought. Was it because of the vacant eyes of that Maria girl? Maybe I was too nervous about being in such a place? Or maybe I was still tired from the exploration in the Labyrinth?
Either way, I had just confird that I could see the Status of the slaves with Display. The next ti I went there, there shouldnt be a problem finding a talented slave Which ant I shouldnt stay any longer.
Then, for the next explanation
No, dont bother. Ill take my leave for today. Ive learned all that I need to know.
Very well, sir. We look forward to seeing you again.
I walked out of the store as the man was curtly bowing behind .
I had successfully learned about slaves, and everything had gone well from start to finish. However, I was not in a good mood.
Seeing that the sun was setting, I headed back to the tavern where I worked.
My feet felt strangely heavy.
Fifth Day, Finished
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