Ooh!

　Vice President Brookle plays the orc's cudgel with his shield. Then Mr. Berg comes out to replace Vice Chairman Brookle and smashes the orc with his axe. It's slashed diagonally, or rather, guts spill out of its cracked body.

'Ola-la-la!　Come on, come on, come on!

　But Mr. Berg doesn't care about that and heads towards the orc pack.

　Mirkle-san is covering it from behind. I don't know if it's magic or if he's being creative in releasing the arrows, but the arrows made of magic power spin and fly.

　In addition to that, the aim is to shoot at the orc's eyes, nose, and other particularly soft parts without missing. It's ridiculously accurate. Sometimes two or three are used to shoot, and even then, they don't miss, so it's ridiculous.

　Aeris slashes at the orcs while defending behind them so that the charging Berg-san is not surrounded by orcs. Every time she swings her sword, a red trail runs across it, and it's beautiful, as if it's dancing.

　However, the orc's figure is the opposite of that cleanliness, it is charred to pitch black. Due to the ability of the Demon Sword Mayfly, the ability to ignite from the cut, the orcs are burned whole.

　Normally when I strip them off, I suppress the firepower, but this time I didn't do that at all.

　The reason for this is because of this labyrinth. It is not possible to strip from the demons created in this labyrinth. When a demon dies, it is because it is made of magic power or it disappears on the spot. That's also why I can do it without restraint.

　And as for Chairman Marina and I...

You're not busy, are you?

Well....

　Nothing was being done. The reason is that Vice President Bruckle won't let me do anything.

　Today is the third day in this labyrinth. The hierarchy is coming along quite well, with four of the five tiers. The demons that have come out so far are goblins and goblin high level species. And there are quite a few orcs and high ranking orc species.

　They're the strongest, so they're all C-ranked demons, and they'll be defeated without me or Marina getting out. And this cave. For some reason, there are no demons on the path we've taken, so we don't have to worry about what's behind us.

　The passage is only about 10 meters high and 7 meters wide, so the demons don't swarm there. Even with five orcs lined up next to each other, it's enough to make you feel a bit small. Even the best goblins were about 20 various types of goblins at a time.

　Am I the only one who feels that this labyrinth is easier and smoother than I thought it would be, or is it just me, or is this master's artifice?　People don't seem to care about that. Besides.

Oh, it's over.

　Vice President Bruckle, who has just returned from defeating the orc herd.

Do you really want to be here?

　And they come at you at every turn. It's okay if you just tell me. But you have to say it in a way that Aeris can hear it too. But I say it in a way that Aeris can hear it too.

　Because of this, Aeris has no choice but to explode at any moment. It's very hard to quiet her down. Mr. Berg looks at that and still smiles bitterly, and Mr. Mirkle comes looking at me with a disappointed expression. And Chairman Marina looks apologetic.

　I don't mind you telling me, but please don't encourage Aeris. It's really hard to do.

"Hey, bruh, 'Aeris' what!

'Don't be so angry. Vice President Brookle is right, too. Aeris knows I haven't done anything in the three days I've been here, right?

　The only thing I was doing was standing by the side of President Marina and talking to her, and on the second day I didn't even put out a louga.

'But still!　But ... it's frustrating to hear Ray say that.

　Aeris looks down.

'Thanks for being angry for me.

　I stroke Aeris' head apologetically. Aeris squints at me in a pleasant way. Behind me, Vice President Bruckle says, "Humph! He sniffs irritably, and Mr. Berg says something to that Vice President Bruckle.

　We go on despite all that. The higher-ranking species of orcs that come out on the way are defeated without me and Chairman Marina being able to touch them, after all. ........so please don't agitate me. How about Aeris, too?

　And.

'Ah!　Mr. Chairman!　I've found the stairs downstairs!

　Vice President Brookl seemed to have found the stairs to go down. The atmosphere that had been cursory a moment ago seemed to have loosened up a bit.

'Then let's take a break here for a while.

'Yes, let's do that!

　Then Brookl pulls a rug out of the item box. Then I'm not particularly tired, and I'll be on alert. I spread out the presence detection and magic power detection that I had been spreading out smaller until now, a bit. There's still no reaction.......hmm?　What's this?

Don't you sit down, Ray?

Leave him alone, Aeris. Let him be the one who's not doing anything.

Shit!　Don't say that to Mirkle!　Where was your attitude on day one!

　Aeris and the others are making a lot of noise behind me, but this.

　I quickly take the Llouga out of my item ring.

"Everyone stand up now!

　I raise my voice. Vice President Brookl shouts behind me, but I don't have time to worry about that. Someone is coming from the corridor we've been coming from, running at great speed.

　And it appears.

Blumore!

　Whereas the normal orc species had a green body, the one that came to me was a pale blue. It also had a huge body of about three meters in length, with magnificent armor to cover it. In his hand he carried a curved sword with a blade that was more than my height and nearly two meters long. I asked Zeke about this size a long time ago.

"...an orc king. A subspecies of it.

　Instead of being less likely to appear, demon variants are significantly more capable than their normal counterparts. It's generally said that they have one rank above the abilities of normal individuals. The original Orc King was A-ranked. Speaking of its subspecies...

S-grade?

　When I glanced behind me, I saw Aeris standing sheltered in front of everyone with her sword at the ready.

　But the other members of the team are not moving as if they were frozen. Well, it's understandable. If I hadn't met a demon, an old dragon, or a master in training, I would have been in the same boat.

　Finally, I can move my body. I pointed the tip of my Rowga blade at the Orc King subspecies.

Come on, pig.

　I grin. Let me peel away the resentment that has built up over the past three days.