I was accidentally injured by God and I just want to be an ordinary person

"It doesn't matter. The real purpose of the labyrinth activity is simply to increase the adventurers' survival rate in the labyrinth, and the reward is just an incentive. Besides, I think it's more important for Lotte-chan to deliver the magic book to the princess as a gift."

There was no hint of joking in her purple eyes. Camisia spoke in a tone that was so serious that no one could find fault with it.

Not knowing whether to be touched or complain about this attitude, Lotte tied the bag containing the magic core tightly again and chose to change the subject.

"Miss Camisia hasn't had time to prepare a gift for Miss Ella these past few days. Have you prepared it yet?"

Camisia frowned, looking quite distressed.

"A gift? Hmm—I haven't decided what would be appropriate. With my abilities, I'd definitely give her something precious, right? But right now, I only know that the princess likes storybooks, but if I give her more magic books than Lotte-chan does, wouldn't it seem unromantic? That's why I've been hesitating."

"Hmm...about the gift, I think Ella-san will be very happy no matter what Camisia-san gives her, right? There's one thing Ella-san has never told her. She grew up isolated from the world and had almost no friends. As for Camisia-san, Ella-san probably treats her as a friend, not a servant, right? So, no matter what Camisia-san gives her, Ella-san will definitely be very happy, right?"

"yes……"

"And isn't Miss Camisia's act of helping me a gift in itself? This gift carries the love and care of Miss Camisia and me."

Lotte held the somewhat heavy paper bag in her palm.

Seeing this scene, Camisia frowned even deeper.

"No, how can you mix my feelings into a gift that belongs to Lotte-chan?"

"But if I hadn't had your help, I wouldn't have won this competition, right?"

"Helping Lotte-chan is simply out of admiration for her. It has nothing to do with the sentimentality, so it shouldn't be mixed up. Let's get started. I'll find another way to deal with the gift."

Camisia seemed impatient for some reason. She drew the pitch-black giant sword with one hand—not the Sword of Disorder, as the Sword of Disorder's appearance was too eye-catching—and walked towards the position behind Lotte.

Putting the animal hide bag into her dimensional backpack, Lotte turned to face Camisia's back.

"Really? I don't mind it at all. And where are you going next, Miss Camisia?"

"No need. If Princess-sama has other hobbies, please let me know and I'll make the necessary preparations. As for where to go... although my original plan was to escort you, Lotte-chan, out of the maze, it seems that stopping those soldier ants is more important now."

There was a slight vibration from the ground, probably because the vanguard of the ant tide was about to arrive.

Camisia wrapped her long straight red hair with a black headscarf again, put on a veil to cover her face, and swung the giant sword, which was flashing with blue and purple electric light due to the excessive amount of magic power injected into it, forward. The rubble that originally blocked most of the cave entrance was cleared away in an instant.

"Hmm...anything is fine, right? Is it just food?"

"What do you like to eat? Isn't that a very important preference?"

Camisia turned around, her mouth slightly open in shock.

"As for flavor, Miss Ella likes cakes with strange flavors like lavender..."

When saying this, Ruthie hesitated a little, because until now, Ruthie couldn't quite understand why Ella liked something with such a strange taste. Sometimes she even wondered why such a strange taste as lavender existed.

"Lavender cake?"

Camisia was not nervous at all because of the approach of the soldier ants. She stuck the giant sword into the ground and thought. After a moment, as if she had thought of something, she took a few steps to Lotte and stretched out her smooth left hand, which did not look like a warrior's at all. She passed it through Lotte's white neck, grabbed one of Lotte's lavender twintails, then pulled it over to the tip of her nose and sniffed it lightly, revealing an expression of sudden enlightenment.

"Is that so... I should have noticed that when I was talking about lavender. So that's how it is, huh?... Yeah, I understand. I'll prepare."

"Did Miss Camisia know anything?"

Luti was puzzled by Camisia's harassing behavior. It wasn't that she disliked it; Camisia held no ill will towards her. Furthermore, as they were both women, it wasn't harassment at all; it was merely a slight embarrassment. She was puzzled by what Camisia knew. Could it be that food preferences had a reason? Wasn't liking something something inexplicable?

"Um, didn't the princess tell you about that? About the smell or something."

"Hmm... Miss Ella did say... that I, I smell better, but, does that have anything to do with my favorite food?"

As expected, it was too embarrassing for me to say such words. Lotte's face flushed slightly.

"Ah, since the princess didn't tell me the reason, I can't say anything more. Let's go quickly. Please give any demons who block your way a good beating. Compared to Lotte-chan who came first, they should stand back."

Camisia burst into laughter without caring about her image. If it weren't for the veil covering her face, Lotte would have been able to see Camisia's grinning expression, which was completely unlike that of a queen.

"Then I wish you good luck in your military career."

"Ah, yes, you too. See you later then."

Camisia turned around without hesitation, waved to Luty, and held a giant sword as tall as herself in one hand to block the entrance of the cave where the light was faintly visible.

Looking at Camisia's back, which was more than a head taller than her, Luty nodded, slightly shook her hand wrapped in the green cuffs, picked up Hela, turned her back to Camisia, and walked in the opposite direction.

"Yeah, see you later."

Chapter 56: The Final Battle of the Turmoil (Part 1)

*At 8:11.09 AM on August 9, 6186, the first exit of the artificial maze in the Demon King's capital, Mistin.

Although the first and second floors of the maze are both complex environments like caves, compared to the irregular cave environment on the second floor with protrusions everywhere, the walls of the first floor are very regular squares made of stones.

Feeling the anxiety caused by waiting, Blake kept standing up and sitting down at the exit of the maze.

Blake is one of the few elites in the demon clan who can enter the Holy Academy to study. Although he is only level 12, he participated in the operation to capture Ella in the Holy Academy and was one of the first people to take action. He is respected as a warrior by other demons.

"Are you ready?"

"Yes, everything is ready."

"Then let's wait for the return of the warriors who have gone deep into the labyrinth to hunt for magic cores. Our current mission is simply to prevent any adventurers with magic cores from being let go."

Blake nodded to his men, and the armor he was wearing made a clanging sound.

As he said before, he is not moving around in the maze as an ordinary adventurer, but is completing the plan as a small part of the demon clan as a whole.

The plan is divided into two parts. The first part is to send those powerful elites to the depths of the maze to collect magic cores, and then after receiving the reward, they will present the reward to the princess as representatives of the demon clan. The second part is what Blake is doing now - organizing all the demons who have not been sent to collect magic cores and blocking all the exits of the maze. Although some may be missed due to the large size of the maze, the purpose of these people is only to gain more opportunities for those warriors hunting magic cores to qualify. There is no way to force things that cannot be done, and there is no way to avoid omissions.

He held the heavy sword in his hands, and the cold touch calmed Blake's heart.

——As one of the people responsible for guarding this entrance, I must not make any mistakes and must not ruin everyone's plan due to my negligence.

Feeling the dazzling light coming from the exit behind, Blake took a deep breath, and slowly exhaled after the slightly moist air filled his entire lungs. After repeating this several times, he began to form a human wall and stand at the entrance with a dozen assigned demon companions. The reason they didn't hide in the corner and ambush was because they were afraid that an assassin with stealth skills would appear and break out of the maze in one breath with the help of acceleration magic.

"I hope this ends without us having to do anything..."

"Those ahead, keep going!"

Of course, Blake's defense line could not be the only one guarding the exit. There were other demons holding their ground ahead. Thinking of his companions ahead, Blake's originally anxious heart calmed down.

Click, click, click.

From deep within the passage, the echo of thick-soled shoes, often worn by adventurers, clattering on solid ground echoed. Startled by the sudden sound, all the demons on guard fixed their gazes on the source of the sound.

A short-haired demon with a panicked expression ran out from the depths of the maze.

"B-Lake, we've been defeated! It's an assassin!"

"What? Everyone! Prepare for battle! Revealing powder!"

Reacting quickly, Blake took a step forward with his right foot, slightly bent his knees, held the greatsword in both hands, and aimed the tip of the sword at the throat of the attacker. This is a standing posture that all warriors know, and it is the most convenient action to change the attack method.

White powder was sprinkled in the air by his companions. This was a prop specifically used to deal with thieves and assassins. Any stealth skills would be revealed under this prop. Although the white powder had a certain obstruction to vision, it was obviously more important to make the assassin visible.

Blake shouted to his companion who was running towards him.

"What exactly happened? How many people are there on the other side?"

"Look, I can't see the attack clearly! Considering the firepower, it must be a team of at least five people!"

"what?!"

--impossible.

This thought immediately crossed Blake's mind. The fact that he couldn't see the attack meant the opponent had perfected their stealth skills, making them likely dedicated assassins. This alone wouldn't be difficult to defeat. An assassin of the same level would undoubtedly be completely defeated by a warrior in a head-on confrontation. But what if the group consisted of five or more? A team couldn't be entirely assassins. The enemy might very well include high-powered classes like magic casters. With sufficient distance and time to cast spells, a warrior's chances of victory would be nearly impossible to discern. His group, incidentally, didn't have any magic casters, only archers and warriors. While he knew some magic, his primary class was still a warrior.

But how could such a large group of adventurers appear in a maze activity?

The more people there are, the lower the chance of qualifying. In Blake's opinion, a team of five people is simply impossible.

"Speak more clearly!"

"It's a—"

The companion in the distance had only just begun to speak when his voice suddenly stopped. Then there was the sound of flesh hitting the ground, as if he had been attacked.

"Tsk."

He slammed his lips in surprise. The other party was definitely in front of him, but because the visibility powder blocked his vision, Blake couldn't see where the other party was.

"Don't panic! Archers attack!"

“Ouch!”

"Blake, we're under attack!"

"What?! Impossible! There's no sign of an assassin in the revealing powder!"

Completely hidden.

Such a name flashed through Black's mind, but was quickly dismissed. Even the acting Demon Lord Camisia, who had surpassed the realm of heroes, could not perform such magic, let alone the adventurers in the maze.

thump.

This time it was an archer next to Blake who fell, but just like before, Blake didn't catch any sight of the other party at all. What's more, the most crucial thing was that his companion seemed to be hit by some transparent object and lost consciousness in an instant, without any ability to resist.

This strange scene reminded Blake of a word that only existed in the Holy Academy.

『Long-range Specialized Assassin』

"Yes, it's long-range sniping! Shield wall!"

Clang clang clang.

The sounds of metal clashing rang out one after another. About five shield warriors stood in front of Blake, holding large shields that were as tall as a person. Although the unknown attacks made the movements of these demons look a little panicked, the experience of prior rehearsals still played a role.

"Disperse the revealing powder! This is no ordinary assassin! ○◇◆——『Strong Airflow』."

The strong wind created by magic blew away the white powder that was obstructing his vision, and Blake recognized the identity of the person who came.

Wearing a pale green elf costume and wispy lavender ponytails, she appeared harmless, but her orange-red eyes, radiating a resolute determination, betrayed her purpose. Lowering his gaze, the young woman clutched a strange magical device, which only confirmed Blake's thoughts.

Pointing the tip of the greatsword at the girl's throat, Blake stared straight ahead.

"You are—Lotte Lutwich?"

Chapter 57: The Final Battle of the Turmoil (Part 2)

*At 8:11.14 AM on August 9, 6186, the first exit of the artificial maze in the Demon King's capital, Mistin.

Finding that the other party not only blew away the visible powder that blocked their vision, but also formed a shield wall to defend against their attacks, Loti took her eyes off the scope. The people on the defense line they met before were just like this group of demons now. They subconsciously thought that they were melee assassins, and then lost their combat effectiveness in the long-range sniper attack.

"Is the current commander any smarter..."

He murmured softly. Now that the revealing powder had dispersed, even if he continued to hide in the shadows and snipe, he would still be discovered. Rather than being trapped in a corner, it would be better to attack proactively. Because the enemy's goal was to block the exit, even if he encountered an unfavorable situation, he could still take advantage of the demons' inability to easily leave the exit and escape.

But shield walls are rather troublesome. Although Hela's special attacks can penetrate or even shatter shield walls, the uncontrollable power is likely to cause unimaginable damage to the opponent, which will not only make oneself disqualified from the competition, but also reduce Miss Ella's reputation.

Is the only option to create chaos first, and then seize the opportunity to break through? Facing so many demon warriors, a direct frontal attack is almost impossible to defeat. Creating chaos and looking for an opportunity to break through is the correct option. If a successful breakthrough is unsuccessful, then quickly escape and look for another opportunity.

Having made a decision in her heart, Lotte walked out of the darkness holding Hela.

When the smoke was completely blown away, Lotte also walked in front of the shield wall formed by five shield warriors.

"You are—Lotte Lutwich?"

"Um?"

Lotte was puzzled by the fact that the other party called out her name. She had the impression that she was not so famous among the demons, and this family name was something she had never used before.

Lotte tilted her head slightly, trying to see the other party's identity through the gap between the shield walls, but failed because her field of view was too narrow.

"Who are you--?"

"Even though I'm your servant, I can't just give up like that. Archers, release!"

The attack came suddenly without any warning, and countless arrows shot out from the gaps in the shield wall. The sound of sharp objects cutting through the air was so painful that it stung people's ears.

However, Lotte had already taken into account the possibility that the opponent would attack.

"Ice Wall."

The magic bullet fired from Helali hit the ground in front of Loti, and in an instant, an ice-colored mirror appeared in front of Loti.

Ding ding ding.

The arrow made a crisp sound when it hit the ice wall which was about half a foot thick. Ice chips carried the arrow to the ground, and pits of different sizes appeared on the ice wall.