The maze was built starting with the mother skeleton replenishing its magic.

The day after Lance went missing.

After calming down from her initial excitement, Xiao An became increasingly frightened as she thought about it.

Even though it's possible that he just hadn't finished his business or hadn't found a way to get back to his original location yet, Angelica kept thinking that he might just disappear.

Because of this, Angelica would sometimes secretly squat down and wipe away her tears when she was alone.

I am saddened by Lance's disappearance.

Although they hadn't known each other for long, and Lance had tricked her many times.

But in Angelica's heart, he was still the closest person, uh, Skull.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

The third day since Lance went missing.

"Miss Angelica, what are you doing?"

Martin looked at Angelica, who was holding the pickaxe she had taken from the kobold, with a puzzled expression.

She dug a hole in the ground, then stood there covering her face and cried for a long time. After she finished crying, she continued digging.

When Martin arrived, she turned her head. Although her skull-like face couldn't express any emotion, you could still feel her sadness.

"I'm digging up Mr. Lance's grave."

"..."

Martin stared with his mouth agape, feeling as if his jaw was about to dislocate.

Martin manually closed his jaw and earnestly persuaded:

"Mr. Lance may simply be trapped."

"He's such a coward, he's definitely not coming back after all this time, waaaaah!"

"..."

No, my jaw is really dislocated; I can't even lift it up with my hands.

Martin pondered for a long time before finally asking:

"What do you plan to bury in Mr. Lance's grave?"

"I want to put some soil from the maze inside," Angelica said after a moment's hesitation, "as a way of giving him a proper burial."

"......come on."

Martin sighed and left the lord's room.

Mr. Lance, please come back soon.

Miss Angelica seems to be a fool.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

The fourth day since Lance disappeared.

Xiao An cheered up a little.

She thought that if Lance really couldn't come back, then this labyrinth would be the last thing he left behind.

She must protect this labyrinth.

Therefore... the maze needs to be completely redesigned!

Furthermore, starting from the fourth day, resurrected monsters began to respawn in the Kru Labyrinth, presumably the batch that had been left in the Starfall Labyrinth and not brought back.

This also includes Captain Guka.

After being resurrected in the Kru Labyrinth, Boneka stood there for a few seconds, his mouth agape as if he had remembered something, and then he started running around the labyrinth in a panic.

Finally, they found Angelica among the thrones. The originally somewhat shy Bukkar actually took the initiative to step forward and kept gesturing to Angelica, almost as if he was about to speak.

"Mr. Guka?" Angelica tilted her head, somewhat confused about what the other person was trying to say.

Guka fiddled with his hand gestures for a moment, then scratched his head, looking somewhat helpless.

Finally, he had no choice but to squat down on the ground and draw patterns on the ground with his right finger.

First, he drew a stick figure, then the stick figure's head fell off, and after doing all that, he stared longingly at Angelica.

"...Are you trying to say that you died in the Starfall Maze?"

Guka clutched his head, looking utterly devastated.

He squatted down and continued drawing. The stick figure held a sword and a shield. Then he drew several more stick figures around the stick figure, including a taller stick figure wearing a cape.

Then he stared longingly at Angelica.

"Is this Mr. Lance?" Angelica also squatted down and pointed to the larger stick figure.

Guka nodded quickly.

As a result, Xiao An, who had just calmed down, was overcome with grief again and sat on the ground to cry.

"Waaaaah! Mr. Lance isn't coming back!"

Bone-headed, he had collapsed.

He didn't know how to express what Boss Lance had told him in the resurrection space.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

The fifth day since Lance disappeared.

Xiao An has recovered quite a bit.

"That's right, remove that door. What do you mean by 'can only be opened from the other side'? How are other people supposed to get in?"

"Remove all the traps. Mr. Lance said that there should be rewards to encourage more adventurers to conquer the dungeon. Treasure chests should be filled with treasures. What kind of place is it to let monsters lie in them?"

"Bruce, stop standing at the door. Adventurers can't get in. The sign at the door needs to be replaced too."

Angelica, hands on her hips, kept directing the monsters to hurry up and modify the maze.

The more he directed, the more he felt that Lance's previous strategy was flawed.

Designing a maze like that is just torture!

What kind of maze is this!

Moreover, Mr. Lance also said that since monsters can't die anyway, they should find something to do during their long lives.

It doesn't necessarily have to be about fighting adventurers; there are plenty of other fun things to do.

The dungeon can be used to showcase the noble thoughts and deeds of adventurers who come to conquer it, such as... praising the goddess Frey!

Inside the lord's room, Angelica was personally guiding the monsters in learning new moves.

"When you meet an adventurer, do as I do: cross your arms over your shoulders and bow!"

But she was clearly not as intimidating as Lance.

This doesn't mean the monsters didn't want to listen to her. Just like in class, if there's a strict teacher on the podium, the students below naturally wouldn't dare to move around.

If the teacher is kind and approachable, students will inevitably become lax and engage in some misbehavior.

For example, the monsters who are currently "attending a class".

The skeletons, on the other hand, become increasingly intelligent as their level increases.

And because of their generally cheerful personalities, they were now imitating Angelica's actions, and even the adjacent skeletons would bow to each other in the manners of the Frey Church.

I had a lot of fun.

The walkers seemed to have a shoulder ulcer, their movements were uncoordinated no matter what they did, probably due to racial characteristics, their muscles became too stiff after being dead for too long.

It looks strange.

The kobolds were good students; not only were their movements precise, but they were also kneeling while doing it, appearing very devout.

As for the swamp frog... why is it eating its colleague?!

"You can't swallow it!"

Angelica quickly stepped forward and pulled a red wasp with half of its body sticking out of the swamp frog's mouth.

The rescued red bee flew in mid-air, its body covered in the slime from the swamp frog's mouth, and was now angrily preparing to launch an attack.

As for the Swamp Frog, it lay on its back on the ground, clapping its feet, seemingly completely unconcerned.

The living knight squatted on the ground drawing circles, while the blood bat stood upside down on its head—their original postures closely resembled the movements taught by Angelica.

The younger wolf couldn't stand up, so he rolled over and lay on the ground, sticking out his tongue and exposing his belly, as if trying to please Angelica.

The monsters became increasingly lax.

One skeleton suddenly had a brilliant idea. It ripped off its own head and kicked it around like a ball. Soon after, a large group of skeletons, caught up in the fun, raised their hands and started chasing after the head.

After passing through the kobolds' procession, the group joined them.

The younger wolf found it amusing, so it followed behind.

Taking advantage of the chaos, the Swamp Frog started sticking out its tongue again, intending to eat its colleague, but Red Bee nimbly dodged it and hit the living knight who was drawing circles on the side with its tongue.

They squatted down, covered their faces, and looked heartbroken, almost as if they were about to say, "I wish people like me would just disappear."

Everything's in chaos.

The entire maze was in complete chaos!

So this is what it feels like for Mr. Lance to manage the maze?

Don't be discouraged!

Angelica also began chasing after the running monsters, saying as she followed:

"Everyone back to your positions! Let's do it again!"

"And Bruce, don't suddenly stand up and applaud! That's weird!"

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

Several days have passed since the witch incident.

Life became more stable.

After the Starfall Labyrinth near Byrondin was sealed off, adventurers heading east would use Ross Town as a temporary stop.

This opportunity has brought a spring to this once sparsely populated area.

The hotels were full, the drinks were sold out, and the town suddenly became lively.

The Adventurers' Guild in Ross Town, in particular, was packed with people.

Adventurers who come here for the first time from Byronding are even surprised that such a small town would have an adventurers' guild.

I found out that there was a "Kru Maze" near Ross Town.

"Speaking of which, I almost got killed in that battle in the Starfall Maze."

In the Adventurers' Guild Hall, an adventurer wearing a leather hood took a sip of beer and remarked.