Huh? Are they all real?.

And the white wall that served as his platform to the rooftop also collapsed completely.

'Perhaps I should have chosen a different place back then.'

The countless fragments beneath his feet gave Moen this idea.

"It seems someone has already gotten there before us."

Standing next to Moen was Queen Seresera.

Of course, it can also be called the Holy Grail.

"Judging from the size, it should be a camp of three thousand people, but strangely, they seem to have been here just a moment ago."

The food on the table was still steaming, there was a half-eaten loaf of bread on the floor, and there were mules and horses that hadn't been put in the stable.

All of this indicates that there were people active here just now.

What she observed, Moen naturally observed as well.

However, Moen knew a little better than her.

"Some of them must have entered the maze, and something went wrong that caused them all to disappear."

The entrance opened by the orcs is still visible on the stone wall ahead.

"I think we should move on."

After saying that, Moen walked forward.

The Holy Grail, which had become the Queen, naturally followed behind Moen.

"You don't need to come, really. After all, I'm not confident that I can guarantee your safety."

It's dangerous here, that's for sure, so Moen really wanted her to stop there.

But it's obvious she won't listen to Moen at all:

"Now that I have met you, I will naturally not let you go in alone. I will stay by your side, just as the Queen would do."

"Because this is the Queen's wish."

The Holy Grail is a miracle that grants wishes.

So knowing he couldn't persuade her, Mo En gave up trying, only giving her some advice:

"In a little while, remember to follow behind me. I think I roughly know what's inside."

Moen was certain that he had designed this place himself, and that he was the one who designed the maze.

Knowing himself as he did, Moen figured he'd probably go on another crazy tribute spree.

As for what to pay tribute to, that's even simpler.

After all, there are only a handful of mazes that are both famous and related to mazes.

At the entrance to the maze.

Both Moen and the Queen looked at the admonition inscribed in front of the entrance.

The text that has surfaced this time is the original form, the ancient script from the time of Genesis—the sacred words.

That is a miracle of power that can be written solely through the words themselves.

Turn back, for despair lies ahead!

Looking at the familiar-smelling admonition, Moen was now 100% certain that this place was designed by him, and what he had paid homage to.

After coughing twice, Moen quickly said:

"I think we'd better hurry."

The Queen naturally agreed to all his actions, and she followed closely behind as Mohn stepped directly over the path of advice.

Although she had already sent out the message in advance, attracting special advance scouts.

Yet she remained wary of the labyrinth.

A deep-seated taboo without any reason, yet rooted in the depths of one's heart!

It was as if something extremely terrifying was hidden inside this labyrinth.

This made her very uneasy, because she initially felt that her taboo stemmed from the fact that beyond the labyrinth lay a strange history from which there was no return.

But when she actually arrived at the maze, she was surprised to find that what she seemed to be wary of was the maze itself.

As she walked, she bumped into a warm embrace and was pulled aside.

She was lost in thought when Moen, who had seen something, suddenly hugged her.

At this point, she was no longer able to think about why she had made such a basic oversight as being distracted, because her entire attention was drawn to Moen, who was holding her.

She didn't know why she was attracted, but she knew that the more she tried to understand, the more attracted she would become.

"Be careful."

A huge iron ball fell from above their heads and rolled down the suspended ladder in front of them.

The corpses scattered on the suspended ladder testified to the wickedness of this trap.

Watching the iron ball rumble away, Moen looked down at the queen in his arms and said:

"I told you to be careful, what happened?"

As Moen's concerned gaze swept over her, the Queen finally snapped out of her reverie and said:

"I'm thinking about some things, and it's just an iron ball. I'm not going to get hurt by it."

Seeing that she didn't seem to have noticed the situation, Moen reminded her:

"Didn't you feel it?"

"what?"

After saying this, the stunned queen looked down at her hands.

"This labyrinth stripped me of my power? But why didn't I notice it in the first place?"

In an instant, the Queen realized why she was so averse to this labyrinth.

"Although I have a lot to say, I'll leave it at that for now. Because..."

After glancing at the sky, Moen pulled the Queen to the edge of the platform at the entrance.

Beneath their feet lay a bottomless abyss of darkness.

On the other side was a sheer cliff.

"Why did you bring me here? To observe the pattern of that trap?"

Moen shook his head and said:

"No, observing that is useless, because I will definitely design an iron ball that will not only automatically find people, but will also roll back the way it came after rolling to the end."

"Therefore, that road is not an option."

As he spoke, Moen realized his verbal mistake.

So he quickly added with a smile:

"Of course, I didn't design this maze, but if it were me, I would definitely do it this way. After all, this is a fortress designed to prevent others from destroying its gates!"

However, Moen's addition was clearly superfluous, as the Queen didn't care about such things at all.

She simply frowned and said:

"Then why did you come here?"

Seeing that the Queen really didn't intend to press him further.

Moen then took out a bullet from his pocket.

This is for that revolver.

Then, Moen threw it into the abyss in front of him.

"Since that's a dead end, then I definitely—no, I mean if I were designing it—would leave myself a safe path. Like this one!"

The bullet did not fall for a long time without making a sound as expected.

Instead, a crisp bouncing sound was heard as soon as it was thrown down.

This made Moen's lips curl into a slight smile:

"I knew I wasn't wrong, the real path is hidden below!"

Moen walked to the edge of the cliff, dangling one foot over the edge, and looked back at the Queen, saying:

"This is the path of the brave!"

Moen, who was about to stomp down after saying those words, caught a glimpse of the Queen's emerald green dress.

Moen, who immediately withdrew his foot, said to the Queen:

"Excuse me, could you come here for a moment?"

The Queen naturally stepped forward.

Moen then scooped up the Queen and jumped down amidst her gasp.

Seeing the queen about to shout, Moen, who was holding her, laughed:

"Don't be afraid, I'm just worried about getting your dress dirty. See, we didn't fall."

Clearly, Moen had no idea why the Queen exclaimed in surprise.

As he spoke, Moen precisely stepped onto a step.

As Moen descended, the once bottomless abyss, like an old mine that had finally been electrified, began to light up, one step at a time, as it descended.

The passage at the bottom was revealed.

Moen, who had been carrying the Queen all the way down, finally put her down here.

However, when Moen bent down, he found that the Queen's hands were still wrapped around his neck.

This made Moen laugh helplessly:

"We've arrived. You can get off now. The road ahead is flat, so it won't be so easy to get your skirt dirty."

It wasn't until Moen spoke that the Queen belatedly realized she was actually holding Moen tightly.

After a moment of eye contact, the queen paused before releasing her hand.

"terribly sorry."

"No, it's nothing."

Moen, who had focused most of his attention on the labyrinth, clearly didn't pay much attention to the Queen's changing expressions.

He simply took a close look at everything in front of him.

Then, with a sudden flash of inspiration, Moen took a strangely shaped stone from the niche at the entrance.

"It's really done."

Even if others were lucky enough to discover this safe passage, they would most likely only regard the strange stones placed in these niches as ordinary decorations.

They won't pay much attention to it.

But if it were Moen, he would discover that these strange stones were his tributes.

And they could immediately tell what these stones were used for!

"what is that?"

Looking at the strange artifact in Moen's hand, the Queen was clearly curious, but Moen smiled mysteriously and said:

"This is a magical item we'll be using in a little while!"

After saying that, he carefully put away the item, which was covered with golden patterns and looked like a missing piece from something.

But Moen's attempt to keep the Queen in suspense failed to pique her curiosity.

After all, she knew these concepts, but she couldn't understand them herself.

If you can't even understand, you can't possibly give a corresponding response.

However, Moen thought this was a good thing, because when they first met, she had already proven that even if she didn't understand these things, she could still put on a perfect disguise.