Huh? Are they all real?.

"But you can still use the miracles of the Holy Grail, so, can't you contact Seresera? I... I want to talk to her!"

After a brief pause, Moen spoke with great difficulty, as if expending immense effort:

"I haven't heard her voice in so long."

Moen's behavior once again brought back the pain in her heart.

But this time, she learned to hide it; she didn't raise her hand to let the other person notice.

She simply endured and suffered this incomprehensible pain all by herself.

"I'm sorry, I'm just a miracle that can wield the Holy Grail. After all, I am still the Holy Grail. It's just that she has already paid the price."

For some reason, during that pause, she was surprised to find herself wanting to say that she was not only Celestella, but also the Holy Grail.

But in the end, just as she didn't know why she wanted to answer that way, she also didn't know why she changed her answer.

But she was certain that it was all because of the person in front of her.

Was it because of the Queen's wish?

The Queen made me become her?

She received no answer.

I don't know how to interpret it.

All they could do was watch Moen quietly, waiting for him to continue.

"That's it"

Moen's mood visibly dropped, which made her instinctively want to raise her hand to hug him again.

However, this time, she stopped immediately after reaching out and looked at her hands strangely.

This wasn't her intention; her body acted before her will.

Another mistake.

But

Her gaze went past her own hands to Moen, who was standing close to her with his head bowed in disappointment.

I really wanted to hug him and comfort him.

So continue to stretch your hands forward.

But just as they were about to touch Moen, the hands withdrew somewhat helplessly.

Because she saw that Moen had raised his head again, and that feeling of loss and gloom had completely disappeared.

He no longer needed her comfort, which was modeled after the real queen.

This is a good thing, but I don't know why.

She still felt discomfort in her chest.

It wasn't as painful as before, nor did it feel like it had been blocked for a while. But it still made her feel uncomfortable and unwell.

She withdrew her hand and looked at Moen, saying:

"I'm so glad you're able to pull yourself together."

Moen smiled politely and said:

"Thank you for your concern, but don't worry about my condition. After all, I've confirmed that Seresera is still waiting for me."

This answer instantly erased all her feelings, and she said seriously:

"I told you, it's dangerous there!"

But she was serious and offered advice.

Moen, however, smiled confidently:

"But I have absolute reason to tell myself that I will definitely be able to get through that maze!"

Although he had lost the corresponding memories, Moen believed that he had definitely designed the maze.

Therefore, Moen believed that even if the maze was so dangerous that even gods would perish within it, he would surely be the only solution to this maze.

There's no reason why even the designer himself couldn't overcome it.

"You've been blinded by the ironclad laws of the God-King; that labyrinth is absolutely impossible to breach. Because, because???"

I clearly remember knowing the answer, but it's like there's a layer of paper between us, and I can't see the whole picture or say the answer.

This feeling made her experience a new emotion—irritability!

Unable to provide a reasonable answer, she could only say:

"You must believe me, the Queen would absolutely not want you to go there!"

In response, Moen raised his hand and pressed down on her shoulder.

Looking into Moen's calm eyes, she suddenly realized that she seemed to have gotten too excited.

"I am very grateful for your efforts, your perseverance, and your concerns, but I'm sorry, I have to go."

"Because Seresera is there!"

As soon as she said that, she knew she couldn't stop Moen.

So after a brief eye contact, she changed the subject and said:

"Then please wait a moment."

Since there's no way to stop it, she'll try to make his journey as smooth as possible.

-

Beneath the ruins of the White Wall.

There is a large, bustling campsite.

In front of the camp, two people stood together, looking at the ancient ruins in front of them.

"The White Wall—the Eternal King, who sought to reclaim the starry sky, died here!"

A burly human man standing on the left gazed at the magnificent ruins before him with profound emotion.

It can be said that the Eternal King, who was extremely famous among all the kings, died here.

But the orc on the right shook his head and said:

"This is just the starting point for the Eternal King's ascent to the stars. The place where the Eternal King truly died is the starry sky above us."

The burly human didn't seem to care much about his correction, and simply said:

"That would be even better, to prevent those annoying long ears from popping out halfway through."

"But are you sure there's a treasure trove hidden inside?"

The orc did not answer him, but instead revealed the magic ring he always wore on his left hand.

“I’m quite certain, because this information comes from the Land of Twilight. In fact, we also suspected this place, but since we didn’t obtain such a treasure at that time, we had no choice but to leave and almost forgot about this place.”

As the orc continued to speak, the magic ring in his hand shone with a dazzling light.

As if in response to this radiance.

The shattered walls began to rebuild, and a labyrinth entrance that had never appeared before them came into view.

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Looking at the entrance to the labyrinth, which lies between illusion and reality.

The man standing next to the orc couldn't help but whistle.

"You actually have one! That's impressive!"

After patting the orc on the shoulder, the man jumped off the boulder they were standing on and shouted to the bustling camp behind him:

"Guys, get ready, we've got a big job coming up!"

Upon hearing this, the people in the camp behind him immediately stirred.

However, they quickly and chaotically emerged from the commotion into a ten-person squad.

This is the vanguard for exploration.

It's fair to say that almost every time, out of ten people who went, only one never came back.

But these ten spots are always highly sought after.

We need to use all sorts of methods during the rest period after the last big event to win it over.

According to the rules of their group, the first ten people to go out, regardless of whether they succeed or not, as long as they actually went in to explore and came out alive, will unconditionally receive one-tenth of the harvest!

If the entire group receives no profit, the group leader, who is a man, will personally make up a huge sum of money.

This demonstrates the principle that "a great reward will surely bring forth brave men" to the extreme!

The man seemed very satisfied as he looked at the ten people who came up.

Because they were able to rise from obscurity to become a world-renowned tomb raiding gang.

That was all achieved thanks to the fearless brothers under his command!

After all ten vanguard members had taken their positions, he walked up to each of them as usual and carefully arranged their equipment.

"Little Rodon, you've grown up a lot, you're so strong now!"

"And you, old Joel, is your leg alright? Did the medicine I gave you last time work?"

"Oh, you're here too? Didn't you say you were going to be with your wife? Did you run off with another man? Hahaha, I told you that woman wasn't good enough. What? You ran off with another woman?"

His group has over a thousand members, but he remembers the names and preferences of each one, and they all have very good relationships.

You could say he was trying to win people's hearts, and he really succeeded!

And that is the second key to his success in making a name for himself with this group of people.

After looking at each of the ten people, the man addressed them:

"You know the rules: once you go in and come out alive, one-tenth of everything inside is yours! So go, you reckless lads!"

With the man's voice at them, the ten men charged toward the maze entrance with an unusual frenzy.

The orc standing on the boulder also glanced at the ten people with slight surprise.

No psychological influence was exerted on them, nor were any special drugs taken.

It was entirely because I was really eager to go in.

And almost everyone behind them is like that?

The orc felt he understood why he had been asked to cooperate with them.

Not to mention their experience honed in various ruins and their unique, targeted equipment.

That sheer spirit is truly remarkable!

After all, each of them should be very clear about what they are dealing with.

This is not ignorance is bliss, but true courage and determination.

The man had already walked up to the orc and asked him:

"Although I've already asked, do you really know absolutely nothing about this maze?"

The orc nodded and said:

"Correct."

"You can't really be completely unaware, can you? Otherwise, why did you come all this way?"

The orc lowered his head and chuckled:

"All I can say is that what we've been pursuing is right there in there, and even if there's nothing there, haven't we still paid enough?"

This made the man look down at his left hand.

He also wore a magic ring on his hand, one of the Nine Commandments for mankind.

This is the main reason why he brought the entire group with him.