Girl in the Box: Please tell me why I was reincarnated as a mimic monster!

"Where did Mo Yueya go?" Seria asked the Black Knight about Mo Yueya's whereabouts.

"Moyueya..." The Black Knight was also confused. "I don't know. Isn't he on your side? I didn't see him."

"Huh?" Seria was taken aback. "He's not with me?"

"Wu Ke, do you know where he went?" the Black Knight asked his old friend.

Wu Ke put down the box he was holding and looked up.

"You're asking about that kid in the white robe?" Wu Ke pointed in the direction of the maze. "That guy said something about the kingdom being destroyed and went into the maze. Apparently, he was going to the duchy."

"what?"

Seria's voice was somewhat dazed. Mo Yueya was intelligent, but he was also extremely headstrong. His departure from Seria this time wasn't without reason, but…

"Black Knight," Seria called to him, "Is this really the right thing to do?"

The Black Knight was silent for a moment, then said, "Who knows... What exactly happened to the kingdom? Let's go, we should go find Xia Que and the others."

"Ah."

To be honest, the kingdom's series of unusual actions had already made Seria suspicious, but she didn't have the courage to confirm it. Mo Yueya was capricious and only cared about results; perhaps doing things the way he did was the right thing to do.

After all, adventurers don't belong to any faction; at best, they are just mercenaries with rules.

Soon after, they met Xia Que and Hao Er at the entrance, along with Lycia, the leader of the ghosts. Xia Que was kicking pebbles to one side, looking sullen, but seemingly unaffected. Hao Er was talking to Lycia, but since he had his back to them, they couldn't see his expression. Lycia remained expressionless throughout.

However, she still looked terrifying.

"Ah!" Xia Que saw the two people who had appeared. "Seria, the Black Knight!"

“Haha,” Celia laughed somewhat awkwardly, “Hello, Summer Sparrow.”

“It seems like nothing’s wrong,” the Black Knight nodded. “That’s good, it’s good that nothing’s wrong.”

Without thinking, Xia Que ran over and hugged Celia. Celia's reaction was stiff; she didn't know why she suddenly felt a sense of fear towards Xia Que. She looked at Xia Que's profile in horror as she hugged her. Then she noticed a sharp gaze staring at her. When she looked up, she saw Lycia's eyes, as if they wanted to devour her.

Suddenly, the Black Knight stepped between the two of them and hugged Xia Que.

"Haha, why don't you come and hug me?" The Black Knight shamelessly hugged the two of them.

“The Black Knights are still the same as ever.” Xia Que laughed happily. “Ha, I haven’t seen you guys for a while. I thought you weren’t planning to come with me.”

“That’s because you two are busy with other work,” Lycia immediately interjected into the conversation between the three. “I’m sorry, because of our mistake, we can only rely on you two to help us organize the team.”

"It's what we should do," the Black Knight said casually.

He released the two, freeing Xia Que and Seria, and blocked Seria's view so that Lycia wouldn't see her. He knew that Lycia seemed to have her eye on Seria now, for reasons unknown.

“Thank you…” Seria felt breathless and could only offer the Black Knight two simple words of thanks.

The atmosphere here became increasingly eerie. If it were Hale, he probably wouldn't have allowed this to happen, but he did now.

“We’re adding a member now,” Hale said expressionlessly. “What… is Mo Yueya not here? Never mind… now Licia will join our team. She’s the leader of the Ghosts, and you all know a thing or two about her strength, so don’t worry about her holding us back. Just go for it.”

"Nice to meet you." Lycia bowed to them expressionlessly. "From now on, I will be responsible for supporting you all. Please fight with all your might."

"That's really reliable." The Black Knight nodded. "With teammates like this, I can protect everyone even better."

It has to be said that the Black Knight's current smooth-talking nature is really helping Seria. Seria's mind is full of what Mo Yueya has said these past few days. These words are like shards of glass piercing Seria, forcing her to take them out and piece these clues back together. What answer will she get when she finishes piecing them together?

"Speaking of which..." Xia Que asked, "Why is Mo Yueya no longer here?"

"He went to the maze first."

The Black Knight neither told the truth nor lied, because it was the truth: Wu Ke told him that Mo Yueya had indeed entered the maze directly.

But Mo Yueya's goal is probably to go directly through the labyrinth to the duchy. Hopefully, he'll be alright; after all, these ghosts are probably starting to suspect them.

Xia Que probably doesn't know what happened yet...?

The Black Knight caught a glimpse of Xia Que's trembling hand out of the corner of his eye. Perhaps she, too, sensed the eerie atmosphere. What exactly was Hao Er doing? And what was Licia doing here...?

What exactly happened?

Meanwhile, something even stranger was happening on the front lines of the labyrinth.

An adventurer party is entering the labyrinth according to plan, and they are probably the deepest party to have entered the labyrinth so far.

They have already dealt with many monsters, but have not yet encountered the dragon. Not long ago, the strategy team had already agreed in a meeting that if they encountered the dragon, they should not fight it, but instead spread the news as soon as possible.

However, things are fine as they are now. There's not much of a threat, and they don't plan to go any further. After all, they've already met their reward requirements. All that's left is to fight monsters here and collect some valuable materials.

The heavily armored warrior held off the chimera, the swordsman chopped off several of its heads from the side, and the mage blasted it with magic, thus taking down another monster.

The scout, skilled at dismembering monsters, stepped forward, dismembered the chimera's body, extracted the valuable parts, and then smiled at his companions.

His companions smiled at him, but the next second, his head was chopped off.

Chapter 28 The Slayer

"Hey!?!" "Aaaaaah—!"

The young female priest in the group screamed in terror upon witnessing this scene, and the others also looked utterly terrified. Their companion, right before their eyes, had been suddenly beheaded.

The scout's head rolled off his neck to the ground, then slowly rolled in front of them. The cut on his neck was so clean; whoever killed him must have wanted him to be free quickly.

That's true... There are indeed such people among adventurers and mercenaries, guys who enjoy killing. They kill their opponents and take their things. After all, this is a labyrinth. If they kill everyone to silence them, who will know? And who would bother to avenge those who were killed?

"You bastard! What are you doing?!"

The heavily armored soldier roared at the person behind the scout's corpse, trying to intimidate him, since there was only one figure, while they had many more.

Those who were still able to fight raised their weapons and aimed them at the person, knowing that overwhelming the opponent with numbers would be no problem.

The other party did not answer, but simply put away his weapon and slowly walked forward.

He was a man covered in wounds, with two shocking scars on his chest. What could have caused such injuries? How did he survive?

The man stood shirtless in front of them, showing no fear in the face of these people who had clearly expressed their hostility.

"This guy..." the swordsman said, somewhat taken aback, "He just went into the maze like that? Without any armor at all?"

In every sense of the word, this guy was far too abnormal. He even seemed somewhat eerie, instilling fear in them.

They couldn't help but swallow hard. Adventurers all shared a common understanding: the higher the level of the adventurer, the stranger they were; the more powerful they were, the more unique they were. Just like the person before them now, though eccentric and seemingly defenseless, he instilled fear in others.

"Gentlemen," the man said, "please heed my next piece of advice: leave this place."

"…………?" They looked completely bewildered. "What are you talking about? We came here to participate in the extermination. And you, you bastard, killed our comrades, and you actually have the nerve to tell us to leave? Are you kidding me?"

“In fact,” the heavily armored soldier approached the other, “you’re the one who should get out of here.”

Without hesitation, the heavily armored warrior threw out his fist, aiming straight for the opponent's face. His full-body armor, including gauntlets, combined with his immense strength, meant that this punch would either kill or cause a concussion.

The opponent suddenly dodged the punch, grabbed his fist, and then used the momentum to throw him over the shoulder. In this throw, the heavy warrior's head hit the ground first.

CRACK...! "Gurgle!?"

The impact and sound of the helmet hitting the ground temporarily incapacitated the heavily armored warrior; he couldn't stand, and his skull appeared to be slightly fractured, with a trickle of blood seeping from inside the helmet. Without hesitation, the swordsman drew his sword and charged forward, unleashing his proud swordsmanship.

"Dark Sword!"

Black magic surged across the sword, and the swordsman merged into the darkness, unleashing four simultaneous slashes from different directions at the man. The martial artist rushed over and quickly led the heavily armored warrior back, while the priest immediately came to his side to heal him.

"Ugh!?"

Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding!

All four slashes were blocked. At that moment, the opponent drew his sword—no… it was a blade formed from qi, merely a wisp of qi in the shape of a blade, an extremely cold qi. That person used this blade to block his slashes.

“You are truly dedicated,” the man said. “However, I also have reasons that I cannot back down.”

Oh no! We're going to get chopped up!?

The swordsman knew at a glance that his opponent was far more skilled than himself. The blade reversed and pointed at him; there was no way to dodge this strike!

"You think I'll let you succeed!?"

The martial artist shouted and rushed out from the side, knocking the swordsman away with him, and the two of them successfully dodged the attack.

"Get up!" The martial artist rolled to his feet. "This guy must pay the price!"

"Thanks, bro!" The swordsman used his sword to steady himself. "Let's go!!"

The martial artist charged at his opponent first. He had encountered many enemies like this before and had some experience with them. He gave the swordsman a wink and then rushed forward to approach his opponent.

We absolutely cannot give him a chance to retaliate!

"Here comes the extreme cold of this place! Block the enemy's retreat!"

The mage's magic came to the rescue just in time; ice crystals appeared out of thin air beneath the man's feet, freezing him and rendering him immobile. The martial artist threw a punch at him, but the man actually dropped his weapon and fought back with his bare fists, even though the martial artist's hands were protected by gauntlets.

Who knew that the knife the man dropped would suddenly turn into a pale blue bird, which then attached itself to his fist. The pale blue flames enveloped his fist, causing it to collide head-on with the martial artist's fist.

"Tsk?!" It's so cold!?

The colliding fists sent an unimaginable chill through the martial artist, the impact feeling like striking ice in an extremely cold place. Even so, the martial artist couldn't stop his attack. He immediately withdrew one hand and threw another punch, which his opponent didn't take head-on but dodged.

"Aha!"

Taking advantage of the opponent's current lack of weaponry, the swordsman rushed into the man's blind spot and launched an attack. This strike was even blessed by the priest, and the martial artist cooperated to continue the pursuit. An enemy like this must not be allowed to escape...

Is there a chance to fight back...?

Snap! Snap! Snap! Snap!

What's this……?

An icy blade rose from the ground and pierced the martial artist's body. The cold blade was constantly stealing his body heat, and the blood on the ground instantly turned into a piece of blood-red ice. What was this?

In his fading consciousness, the martial artist looked up at his surroundings. His vision was gradually darkening, and he could barely see anything. However, he could make out that his companions had all been pierced by the same blade.

So this is ah……

The man pressed his hand, enveloped in azure flames, to the ground. These blades were probably his handiwork... Ha, wasn't this a recipe for disaster...?

"asshole."

The martial artist cursed under his breath at the man before his consciousness was swallowed by endless darkness. The man slowly stood up, unscathed and without a trace of blood; it was a complete one-sided crushing defeat.

But to his surprise, he carried these people on his back, gathered them together, settled them properly, and closed their eyes.

"Feel sorry."

He only said that one sentence, and then left without looking back.

'Dragon Sparrow - Undercurrent'

This is the secret technique he used to kill them, a secret technique that belongs only to this person.

Chapter 29 The Wanderer and the Ghost

"Hey, something's wrong."

The squad leader stopped his teammates from advancing. He sensed something terrifying approaching them, something they couldn't handle.

Da da da,

Footsteps echoed through the maze, and the person gradually revealed himself. He simply walked over, but the captain felt something very subtle.

The man was covered in blood, and they could smell the strong stench of blood. But that wasn't the captain's concern. He was more interested in whose blood it was.

"Hey, friend," the captain greeted him. "Where's your partner? Why are you all alone here? And covered in blood?"

The captain decided to test the waters first; for some reason, he just felt that the person was someone he could communicate with.

"Hey, Captain?" His partner looked at him with a puzzled expression. "I think we'd better not get involved with him. I have a feeling nothing good is going to happen."

Of course they'd be wary of this guy. Nobody would chat peacefully with a guy covered in blood, right? That guy must be out of his mind. No matter how you look at it, he's weird. It's better to avoid him and keep going.

But what they didn't expect was that their captain's subsequent decision would save them.

"Please go back," the man said. "Please don't come to the maze again."

The captain saw his expression; it was one of sadness and helplessness. He seemed to have said similar things to quite a few people before, but no one was willing to listen to him.

"Why?" the captain asked.

The man remained silent, seemingly searching for a suitable response, but offered no answer for a long time, simply gripping his weapon without uttering a word.

"Hey, Captain, just ignore him."

"Yeah, that guy must be out of his mind, right?"

"Let's go. There are fewer and fewer monsters now. I think the extermination campaign will begin soon."

The teammates urged their captain to leave immediately. They had no good feelings towards this sudden person; they only sensed something eerie about him. Besides, a considerable amount of time had passed since the attack began, and the dungeon should be nearly conquered by now. What they needed to do was get to the hero as quickly as possible to participate in the final battle.