The Black Sky Pirate Laughs Beneath the Moon. The Crimson Mage Howls at the Stars (37)

We were in no position to meet Muge-san and make our report.

When we descended in the elevator, we found ourselves surrounded by the fully armed soldiers of the Ref Magic Empire. Rather than ordinary weapons, they were equipped with "Magic Gear"—spears with magic embedded in their metal shafts.

"I was woken up in the middle of the night, and just when I thought an enemy nation had launched an attack... I never expected you to clear the labyrinth. Smack."

A floodlight—the same principle as a magic lamp, but with expensive magic stones shoved inside to increase its brightness—shone down on Abba, who was licking some malt syrup.

We had been on guard after finding ourselves surrounded by armed soldiers, so it was a relief that someone we knew had come to meet us.

Dantes-san looked at me, so I stepped forward.

"You came here because you saw those fireworks?"

"'Fireworks'? Ah, you mean the 'Blessed Magic Light' that shot into the sky. Calling the 'fire' a 'flower' is rather amusing... Incidentally, I was asleep."

"I see. In any case, as you surmised, we cleared the 'Fear Labyrinth.'"

A cry went up. I couldn't help wondering whether they had all come because they already knew the dungeon had been cleared, but hearing it confirmed aloud seemed to have a charm of its own...