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Labyrinth Story 524

Chapter 524 – 518 Hrasrind’s Mixture

A tiger-headed man with sharp black lines drawn on his snow-white fur, Kroal=Domed=Hraslind, the lord of Hraslind, did not get angry or startled at the sudden appearance of an intruder, and slowly rose from his chair.

And the silver eyes that gazed at Hwanin for a moment head toward a place in the greenhouse garden again.

=Dimension Wanderer…… Okay. Are you the Holy Emperor?=

“…….”

=Looks like you noticed my plan…… It wasn’t something I did specifically to target you, but I apologize for the damage you’ve suffered because of me. If you don’t like the apology, please just skip it.=

An attitude of admitting everything honestly without hiding it even though it was wrong. However, although he apologizes, he does not seem to put much meaning into the apology.

No, it feels rather provocative.

‘Sorry. Won’t you forgive me? So what do you say I’m going to die soon too.’

These feelings show through in their actions.

I didn’t come here to ask for an apology, and it felt like a bit of a provocation, but Hwanin, who overruled the lord’s remarks, stared at the mixed woman looking at the lord with pity.

First of all, it is certain that the signs of the red vortex are mixed.

And the fact that he is not leaving a certain place, and the attitude of the lord, I couldn’t believe it, but somehow…….

‘Is it like Abet?’

Abette, who was attached to Isilite, and her sisters in childhood became mixed after being together for well over 10 years.

A case of experiencing both good and bad things together with Isilite and becoming mixed with the filth of the world.

That woman’s soul looks the same.

Thrown into this world, he eventually died young, and he must have watched all the complicated politics and the man’s insidious plans for at least 5 years by the lord’s side, so it’s nothing strange if he gets mixed up a little faster than Abet.

The problem is the woman’s race.

Because he was completely red, his skin color and hair color are unknown, but his features and body shape are that of a dimensional wanderer like himself. It also appears to be of East Asian descent.

Age is around mid 20’s. If you see that the outfit is not the one worn on Earth, but the Ladseah outfit, you can see how much she loved this place in her lifetime.

When Hwanin does not respond, Yeongju responds first.

= It seems that you did not come for the purpose of my apology or my life. Then why did you come to me? Are you running out of time?=

Is it possible to make a contract with a woman like that and turn her into a soul prison? And as a dimensional wanderer, was he bound by the spirit laws of this world?

Hwanin came up with several questions, but they were not the answers he could get from the lord. Other than that, the lord had no particular curiosity as everything was resolved with what he had just encountered.

A man who will die anyway. Talking about it is just a waste of time.

Hwan-in, who was thinking about what to do with the mixed woman regardless of whether or not the lord made a noise, felt Hwan-yeon piercing her chest in her inner pocket.

Is there something you want to ask yourself? Hwanin slightly opened the front of his jacket, and Hwanyeon, realizing his intention, came out of the inside pocket and sat on Hwanin’s shoulder, asking the lord.

“Human. Why did a human prepare for such a thing by risking death?”

Compared to the small, childlike fairies, a fairy with an adult feel suddenly appeared and asked a question, and Lord Croal fell silent for a moment.

The answer to that question was already in my mind long ago. Even so, the reason why the answer did not come out right away was because the lid of memories and emotions was opened to others’ questions, and what was inside poured out.

It takes time to sort out your emotions.

=…… Because the moment I saw her for the first time, I realized she was one half of my heart. Wouldn’t it be natural for people to die when half of their heart disappears?

The hint of provocation disappears and the story is told in a vague tone as if looking at the past.

“The answer is out of focus to the question I asked. But I got it. Let me ask you one more question. If half of your heart is gone, you just have to die alone. Why are you dragging other people along to die? Even making everyone suffer.”

At this question, Lord Kroal gave a fishy laugh. He suddenly turns into a hideous face as if blackened.

And, as if he had hoped that someone would ask such a question, he began pouring out black and muddy emotions.

=Because everyone in this city took responsibility, big or small, for her death. She denounced her as her dark-haired witch and insulted her as her foul-blooded whore. When she was ill and needed treatment, the timing of her treatment was delayed every time, and when her sex treatment did not work and she needed medicine made from expensive and rare medicinal materials, she collected It was easy to put off. =

The disease she suffered from was serious, but it was a disease that she could get well enough with money and medicine.

And since she, the lord of her clan, had her own orders, she thought that it would be easy to get her medicine.

However, she laughed beautifully while swearing at the evil intentions of the city people to make Hraslind a better place to live…… She was betrayed with good intentions and good will, and ended her short life in a dimension completely different from where she lived.

“…… That’s why you conspired to make the whole city suffer.”

= Whoop whoop. She put her hand behind her back to help give birth to gangs in the city. They dealt with all sorts of crimes, loans, and drugs, causing citizens to suffer. Just in time, there was a great rain and flood, which greatly reduced food income and quickly destroyed the city.=

The lower classes fell into the pit of suffering as soon as food imports were cut off.

Looks good Those idiots who didn’t even know what kind of person she was and cursed at her by instigation and fabrication.

The middle class on the middle street was better than the lower street, but over time they were no different from the lower class on the lower street.

Beast-like people who live only by instinct without thinking. The trash bastards who whispered and threw eggs behind her every time she went out of town.

It was the human trafficking of foreign races that was chosen to entangle the upper-class streets, the nobles, and the nobles.

It is also the trafficking of the Fleurs that can scratch the nerves of Merianol, who is quite sensitive about the treatment of its own people.

“Wasn’t human trafficking a little out of the question? Ethnic human trafficking has a weak impact because it causes pain to the powerful.”

“Human trafficking must have been a dummy to increase firepower and attract attention. The catalyst and fuse must have been attached to the Dimensional Wanderer trade.”

Yeongju laughed vaguely at Hwanin’s story, as if he hadn’t expected to recognize it, then sat back down in his chair and slowly began to tell a long story.

=To help you understand, I should tell you the history of this city……. It begins about 500 years in the past.=

Hraslind was not a resource-rich city from the start.

Due to the harsh geographical environment, the village was so poor that growth was stagnant to the extent of being between a village and a village.

There was a lake nearby, big enough for a small town, but the land was much lower than the city, so water could not be drawn. In addition, water resources were scarce compared to other places. When it rained, it was enough to collect rainwater and use it.

The surrounding area is not rich enough to be used as agricultural water, and the land is barren and full of rocks in the form of a hilly area.

The adjacent forest is the easternmost part of the Roatings Jungle, and if monsters, monsters, or beasts are not defeated on a periodic basis, they will pile up at any time and invade in pursuit of human traces.

The production was barely enough to feed a small village. A life-threatening barren environment here.

Because of these two factors, growth has been blocked for a long time.

Of course, maintaining the village in such a situation itself is proof that the village chief and village head were competent, but anyway.

In such an environment, it was thanks to another forest maze, a variant underground labyrinth, that a place that was only a village could grow into a small town.

Another forest labyrinth labyrinth has a total of 3 layers, and each layer is made up of one layer. The 1st layer is a forest, the 2nd layer is a lake, and the 3rd layer is a mine.

People did not make much use of the labyrinth at the beginning of its formation.

As the name derives, the first floor is a vast maze of forests, so it was a dangerous place where it was easy to get lost and die if you entered it carelessly.

Moreover, what is excavated is only meat or forest products that are difficult to recycle in battle.

If you go down to the 2nd floor, you can get a fairly expensive by-product due to the appearance of a rare aquatic heterogeneous species, but the 1st floor, the maze of the forest, was the worst.

There are no village-like villages around because of the harsh persecution, only small villages. There are no by-products useful in combat, almost no money, and the labyrinth in the form of a labyrinth in the form of a periodic variation maze with the highest level of danger, so it was almost abandoned.

However, the first lord who turned Hraslind into a small town changed his mind.

The forest of the labyrinth focuses on the fact that the maze is a tree.

‘Cut down all the trees! They’re pulling out tree trunks and plowing the ground!’

He spent all his money to recruit low-level mercenaries and adventurers, and literally began to ‘clear’ the first floor of the labyrinth.

The attempts and intentions were quite reasonable. It saw through the weakness that the regeneration of the labyrinth takes place in a place where people’s eyes cannot reach.

So, the idea of ​​farming the fertile land in the labyrinth while moving people to the first floor of the labyrinth where they exist day and night just like on the ground.

In addition, since the first layer was a single layer, most of the heterogeneous species that appeared were first class and occasionally second class, which encouraged the decision to start clearing.

Level 1 heterogeneous species are about the size of ferocious beasts. It can be dealt with by trained soldiers, adventurers, and even mercenaries with decent equipment.

Level 2 strange species that occasionally appear are entrusted to hired adventurers who pay a high price by village standards at the time.

As the richest person in the village, the village head’s plan was quickly established, and those who were initially against it turned to support the village head’s persistent persuasion and started clearing land in earnest.

The beginning was sluggish and disjointed.

It is also a problem to clear a maze wide enough to fit a whole small town, but places that have not been seen by people have been regenerated, and the forest maze on the 1st floor is being pushed away, so the maze is damaged and the deformed species of the labyrinth trapped in the maze are poured out. What started to come out.

The city’s history says that this was the most difficult and darkest period in Hraslind’s history, as it was a time without experience or knowledge.

However, at that time, the head of the village was not up to the level of the continent, but he became a hero of the level of a small city.

Taking the lead with evil and can, he pushed through the first floor of the labyrinth and at the same time encouraged the villagers who were hurt and impoverished. He cried out to the point of vomiting blood that this feat had to be preceded in order to feed his rabbit-like wife and her fox-like children.

Such an effort by the chief was timely. In addition, meat and wood for building houses and fires began to be supplied in excess while fighting against heterogeneous species in the first-tier forest maze, so people jumped into the clearing of the labyrinth with the determination to die under the command of the chief at the time.

When 1/7 of the 1st floor was pushed with only the power of the village over 3 years, an unexpected problem was revealed.

Due to the lack of manpower, it was starting to become difficult to organize the first floor.

Reclamation does not end with simply cutting down trees, pulling stumps, and combating invading xenomorphs.

A watchtower had to be installed at the pushed-out location so that the labyrinth would not regenerate, and guards had to be put in place.

Of course, in addition to the full-scale clearing team, a separate defense team had to be operated.

Once the clearing is completed, you don’t have to worry about the regeneration of heterogeneous species and the pop-up of trees anymore, so it can be operated with a few managers, but during clearing, money goes like a poison due to the enormous manpower and the materials and wages consumed there.

Besides, money can be covered with expensive herbs or gathering materials found during clearing, and low-level topological stones that pour like stones, but manpower is not.

The winds of change began to blow around the time when people were exhausted from repeating disorganized advances and retreats for a month and despair and despair came.

Rumors spread that the people of one village united to risk their lives to clear the labyrinth in order to somehow survive and grow the village, and those who were skeptical about it continued even after three years, and they disappeared with the surrounding villages. The people of the village on the verge of losing had begun to migrate.

As the population increases, the vitality increases. Food to support such vitality poured out, and the men who ate enough food to gain strength jumped into the clearing of the labyrinth.

In an instant, the population tripled or quadrupled that of the existing village, and there was even a leader to lead the population, so the result was a foregone conclusion.

Encouraged by sufficient manpower, the disorganized clearing rate began to rise rapidly.

As the results began to come out noticeably, all men and women, except for children and the elderly, clung to the labyrinth and proceeded with clearing and farming at the same time, so the clearing rate rose even more steeply.

As a result of the efforts of the entire population, on the day spring arrived in the 5th year after the start of clearing, the last tree on the 1st floor fell down and another forest maze on the 1st floor was conquered by humans.

People cheered.

Now the suffering is over, and the happiness begins.

Since clearing and farming were carried out at the same time, farming was already being built near the entrance on the first floor. There was also a small lake in one corner of the first floor, so there was no need to worry about water for agriculture.

Golden grain began to bow its head in the labyrinthine land where not a single tree had been pulled out, and when the first yield came out, people cheered again.

In the battle between humans and the labyrinth, when the land god raised his hand to humans, the nameless village achieved the minimum requirement of a small town.

And the position of the lord was unanimously appointed by the head of the village at the time.

No wonder. Lee Jang, the richest man in the village at the time, poured almost all of his wealth into the labyrinth reclamation project and lost nine of his twelve children in the labyrinth.

Even so, he did not lose his fighting spirit and led thousands of people to finally achieve the feat of clearing the labyrinth.

The name of the small town became Hraslind after the name of the head of the village, and that name soon became the family name.

And when 10 more years passed, the labyrinth reclamation business system became more solid, and the first floor of another forest maze completely became Hraslind’s granary.

There were no pests or floods, and the fertility of the land was restored every time, so the food production rate was enough to feed 100,000 people with just the size of a small city.

When food began to be produced in earnest on the land that had been turned into farmland, the people in the city of 30,000 at the time had enough to eat and still have more than enough.

Thanks to the characteristics of the labyrinth, which is also full of phase power, it is easy to grow rare herbs and rare plants, so the surplus food is sold to the surrounding villages and villages, and expensive herbs are sold far away to the mid-level city of Alsof, producing and redistributing wealth. It went on quickly.

As food and money began to be released, more and more people gathered, and since there were people, money, food, and labyrinths, adventurers, explorers, and mercenaries began to come, like butterflies attracted to flower nectar.

In the second layer of the lake topography, by-products with excellent water properties were produced, so people who wanted rare or distinctive materials began to gather due to the nature of Radsea, which has few aquatic-related labyrinths.

In that way, people called people, and the people who gathered got married and had children, and the population rose steeply.

As the population increased, various shops began to appear, and various occupational associations and unions came and built buildings.

The Church of the Beast God and the Church of the Land God also settled down in the city, and adventurers passed through the 2nd floor and started digging up rare metals in the 3rd floor mines, completing the complete labyrinth city.

If it had been this far, it would have ended with a happy ending where everyone ate well and lived well.

=Where people gather, all sorts of crimes follow. The history of the city, which was greatly lacking in population, manpower, and financial power, decided to supply the necessary expenses and labor for clearing by compressing the punishment of criminals into slavery and punishment of fines instead of imprisonment.=

Due to the fact that the slavery and punishment of fines at the time have been passed down to the present day, Hraslind has a situation where the ratio of slaves and the number of slave trades are several times higher than those of other cities.

Furthermore, since the Fleurs were reluctant to the Savi, most of the Floes on business in Radsea often went to Rasubitan via Hethrond-Hraslind, or, on the contrary, headed to Merianol via Hraslind-Hithrond. .

So, the lord devised a plan.

=Target the Fleurs, increase their notoriety with human trafficking, and deal the final blow with dimension wanderer trafficking. By that time, the barons would have had one Fleur slave per household, and if given a trivial opportunity, they would explode and the army of Merianol would come.

But for some reason, the Dimensional Wanderer issue didn’t even explode, but the Archbishop of the Land God Order came in.

However, Lord Croal was not disappointed. Rather, he was greatly welcomed. Not only Merianol, but also the participation of the Church of the Land Gods was assured.

Since he even deliberately shared the ledger with the details of his transactions, it was not long before Merianol itself would start moving.

Rather, the pain would be doubled if Merianol’s army invaded today when the chaos of the Church of the Land Gods had finally subsided.

Hwanyeon sighed and snorted as if she was not interested.

“I’m not curious about that. It means that he loved her to the point that she was prepared for her death anyway.”

=…… Yes.=

Judging from the conversation between Nigel and the lord, the difference in status must have been stark.

If you think about the pride of the nobles who never marry ordinary people, it’s like the union of a man and a beast.

“I heard you. Thanks for talking.”

Hwanin, who had been listening quietly, looked at Hwanyeon with a refreshed and refreshed face, then turned his gaze to the lord who was staring at him.

The lord’s eyes looked as if he was asking.

I have killed thousands of people on this earth, and I have insulted the purity of the spirit by making the soul pile up to the extreme. Will you, a holy priest, just watch?

It is an obvious provocation in the eyes, but it is a hwanin that is no different from immunity to this kind of provocation.

The most important thing right now for Hwanin is to make a contract with that mixed woman who looks at her side with sad eyes and turn her into a soul prison.

She even made plans to do so…… I can’t say for sure if it will work.

It would be absurd to use the lord as a hostage and threaten him.
If she doesn’t let her know now that she can see the confusion, there will be a big backlash later.
While the lord is being dragged out by members of the church and being beaten up, the method of asking for a contract instead of helping is the most moderate and most likely, but no matter how you look at it, it is a problem that that mixed person is a person from the modern age of the earth.

What if consciousness is geared toward democracy and equality?

“…… Hwanin, the atmosphere at the drawbridge is unusual. The human named Nigel and the knight commander with the knights
Since joining…… Ah, the battle has begun.”

Kugung…… Bang, bang…….
Wow…….

Distant noises, shouts, and explosions. At that sound, Hwanin sensed where Issilite was. Then, in front of the conservatory garden, Isilite could read that she was stepping on the back of Garpate, who had fallen in front of the broken sword.

I guess I’ll just leave it there for now…….

‘There is no time.’

The skills of the Saber-toothed Knights over 50 were inferior to the Archbishop and the priestly knights over 30. If the Sabertooth Knights are pushed back, they will move to secure the lord’s recruits.

Now you have to make a decision.

After securing new recruits, they will start searching the castle, but by then, the variables will increase too much.

Honjae may have a seizure in what the lord is suffering and turn it into a catastrophe, or it is unknown whether there will be an opportunity to interfere with Honjae and turn him into Honjae.

How will we do it. Should I move on as planned, even temporarily? ….

“It’s not the saber-toothed tiger, it’s the Cat Knights. Almost all down The temple side is trying to cross the drawbridge.”

Seeing Hwanyeon’s live situation, Hwanin made a decision.

“Lord Croal. Is the woman you love a dimension wanderer like me?”

=…… Didn’t you know?=

“The reason I came here is because of the confusion that exists here. They followed the spiritual sign of the mixture that was felt from afar.”

In an instant, the lord’s expression shook.

= That, that’s…… Now, here is her soul, her soul…… Are you?!=

Labyrinth story

Labyrinth story

미궁기담
Score 7.2
Status: Ongoing Type: Author: Released: 2021 Native Language: Korean
It is not a matter of carelessly picking up things that fall on the road. A wandering period in another world that takes place because of a gold coin he picked up on the road.

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