I Awakened My Game System! Now Three Great Houses Want Me Dead! Chapter 61: Certain Death

"Let’s go."

They stepped in, and the maze swallowed the light.

Inside, the walls were black, slick, and close, breathing like sothing alive.

Calling it creepy was the least of it, but despite that, they didn’t pause and quickly moved forward.

Yet that wasn’t enough, as progress never seed to be made.

Every turn looked the sa, and every corridor opened into another corridor that looked like the last one, leaving them to walk, walk, and turn with no sign of them getting anywhere.

"Left."

Still, Xenos remained at the front, confidently leading them.

He seed to have so sort of strategy: keep left at all tis.

They’d go left, left, and then right if the path ahead was ever blocked, needing them to turn around and continue their attempts at finding the right corridor, not pausing once, even when they felt like this maze was... lying to them.

Thankfully, they had t no monster, but still and again, they didn’t seem to make any progress.

"This is ridiculous."

Arc complained every now and then while looking around, as if the maze might cough up the correct path any second. He even started to bla Xenos in the way he usually did, but Xenos didn’t bother entertaining him this ti.

’If you only knew~.’

He was too busy scanning the path for if ’it’ ever ca along.

Good thing Aspen was there to calm his Lord down, a steady guard beside him.

anwhile, his childhood friend Deianira humd in a way that was barely audible, her tail flicking as it always did.

She should have been bored, but this maze had her on edge.

Gaia clutched her sleeves, her eyes wide and careful, snapping her head at every shadow.

Ariadne, always a constant, walked all rigid, her wings folded as she kept to the middle of the group.

They hit one dead end after another.

A stretch of smooth wall with a weird seam.

An arch that promised space only to lead to a darker notch.

An alley that doubled back on itself so cleanly, Arc swore they hadn’t moved.

Still, they pushed on, counting their steps, marking walls with small scratches.

They never once t those scratches again, and that ant they’d made progress, right?

Right, or so they hoped.

They kept on going for a while longer.

The Maze gave them more of the sa.

Naturally, the tension only wound tighter.

Even Deianira’s humming thinned.

"T-This might be a path."

Arc jabbed a finger toward a dark seam.

Looking at it, Xenos frowned and took two steps forward.

After a breath, he then took another step only to et a wall.

This was no path; it was simply their minds playing tricks on them.

A trick that even his mind wasn’t immune to.

Xenos looked back at the group...

At their faces and at their hands, hovering above their weapons.

"We shouldn’t rush it... just stay close."

Deianira groaned.

"This is like the thousandth wrong turn; are you sure we aren’t... completely lost?"

Xenos shook his head.

"I don’t get lost."

Arc took that as an opportunity to get a lick in.

"You always look lost."

Xenos waved him away.

"I know where I’m going; it’s this maze that doesn’t."

Aspen chuckled under his breath.

"He’s got a point, my Lord; this maze isn’t normal."

Arc snapped.

"Again you encourage him?"

"Relax."

Xenos gestured for him to calm.

"We’ll soon find the exit... probably."

"Probably?!"

He, of course, didn’t reply to that.

Xenos didn’t want them to panic, but the truth was...

’I have no idea where I’m going.’

Right now, he was completely and utterly lost.

He had never been more lost in his life.

The left-hand rule of his should’ve worked, but...

This was no normal maze; it moved in a rhythm he could not see.

No matter how much he thought about it, he didn’t see any clue.

Usually there’d be sothing here to help out the ’player,’ however...

Xenos wasn’t given anything.

He couldn’t fail here; that would ruin the image he established.

But he also couldn’t stay quiet for too long; at so point, he may need to—

THUMP!

Xenos stopped.

THUMP!THUMP!

Everyone froze behind him.

"What is it?"

Ariadne whispered, and he didn’t answer.

THUMP!THUMP!THUMP!

He just lifted a fist, a silent command:

DON’T MOVE.

They couldn’t see it.

That was obvious enough.

Because if they could... they might’ve died from shock alone.

Straight ahead stood sothing too strong to be here.

A Minotaur...

Or what used to be one.

It filled the corridor, its horns cracked, muscles swollen in strange ways, with every inch of its body crawling with eyes. Hundreds of them, twitching independently...

Only for them to suddenly harmonize and turn towards them.

No one breathed now; even Xenos didn’t blink.

Every instinct scread the sa thing.

Don’t. Move.

This was death.

Certain death.