While Luca was at the height of his happiness, there were those who were in the depths of unhappiness. Now, let’s get started with another unfortunate moving story.

“Get out of here! Yesman”

Yesman coldly answers Batz’s shouting in the Viscount’s dungeon.

“Okay, two zombies come out.”

“Heh, pee man. It’s a pity. You’ll come later.”

“I’m sorry I couldn’t be your comrade.”

“…”

When the two were released from the dungeon, they trembled with joy and threw out their lines, causing the takers who came to pick them up to tremble with fear.

“Are you two of the Zombies this time?”

“They were overjoyed and moved ahead.”

Next, the criminals with tags arrived at their new destination.

He complains about whether he doesn’t like the dark cave in the new house recommended by Ryogu.

“Shit, Ryogu”

“Those idiots have no common sense about arresting them at a festival.”

“Because you’re an idiot, what you’re saying doesn’t make sense, and you’re crazy like, ‘I went after Ex, but he’s hiding, so I’ll catch him out of revenge.’”

“Don’t talk privately, newcomers!”

“Ah? Are you killed?”

“Stop it. Are you defying the mine owner and extending your sentence for nothing?”

“If I leave here, why don’t I give Ex to a bloodbath as revenge? Gehoggeho.”

The newcomer with weak lungs coughed.

“As you can see, they were captured by Ryogu in Sheeptown and brought to the mine.”

“Eku”

At that time. Cartoon! Along with the hammering sound, an eerie voice reverberates through the cave, causing the newcomers to tremble.

“Hey! What’s that?”

The mine owner answered with a grin.

“Exemplary Prisoner”

“Huh? What’s going on? Hey! I don’t know what you’re talking about right now. Tell me more.”

Without any explanation, I was pushed into a large, dirty room.

“Come in, newcomers. You don’t have to work today. For more information, ask the model prisoner from earlier.”

“Huh? Don’t play Mushiyama. Oh, hey. Shit.”

“Giggy, crap.”

The iron bars were closed, and there were two previous guests in the large, crude room.

The new criminals don’t seem to want to get along with each other from now on, so they’re starting to decide the order.

“Who will be robbed of rations and forced to do hard work by senior slaves?” This is a very important battle that decides the sacrifice.

“Meanwhile.” One of the criminals is surprised to notice two of the previous customers.

“Why are Batz and Elfman from Zombies here?”

“Gyahaha. That’s right, I’m glad you know, I’m Batz from the A-class adventurer Zombies! I’m a little bit of a jerk. Nice to meet you, newcomers.”

Butts put up a bravado, and it worked.

Title = power.

“The world of criminals is not all about simple violence.” Zombies are one step ahead in the mine caste battle.

“Are you guys running this place?”

“No, we’re new here, too.”

“Is there more people here?” Then who is the lowest sacrifice? The air drifts again, but Butts makes an unexpected proposal here.

“Don’t look sullen. I have a proposal. “

I was taken aback by the proposal that overturned that common sense.

Butts is quick-witted enough to steal the profits of Ex from the forest guard.

“As expected of Butts”

“That’s nice”

“Let’s follow you”

An idea that won’t hurt anyone for them has a place, and the incompetent Batz is unanimously appointed as the leader. They nodded and were made to not notice the pieces fighting their seniors. This is the perfect plan for Butts to become an executive even if he loses and a boss if he wins.

A beep sounded, and it seems that tonight’s work was over.

“Don’t be nervous”

“You guys, don’t pull potatoes.”

“Oh!”

Butts thundered at the uneasy newcomer and waited for the senior slaves. An unbeatable battle to determine the mine slave caste.

The senior slaves came back one by one with gloomy faces, but surprisingly they seemed to be muscular macho due to their mining training.

“Aren’t you weak from mining?” I can’t say anything because of the unexpected miscalculation, but Senpai doesn’t seem to be interested.

“…Are you a newcomer?”

“I don’t care. Are you in the same room as him again? Hell has begun.”

“You got used to life here quickly. Kill your heart, cover your ears, that’s how you survive here.”

Even though they had finished their work for the day, the senior slaves, who looked unimpressed, uttered disturbing words.

Trained in the mines, they seem to be strong rather than weak, and consult in whispers that the takeover plan has already gone awry.

“Uh, what are you going to do, Batz?”

“Wait.

“Apparently, the last man.” Looks like the model prisoner is back.

Butts and Elfman were surprised at the familiar faces.

“‘Guilmas!?’”

Upon reuniting with Guild Master, he had transformed into a toned, muscular body due to Ex’s mine diet.

No… More than that, it’s hard to believe they’re the same person, with an expression that seems to have lost its soul.

“Hey! What happened? Were the rumors true? Stay strong. Who did you kill?”

“Guild Master, please stay strong!”

“Eku? ]

“You didn’t even speak human language!”

Looking at Guild Master’ dark eyes, I felt like I was drawn into despair.

He was just worn out by the effect of the Ring of Slavery he had brought with him, but because of him, the air in the room was dead like a wake.

A senior slave muttered on behalf of Guild Master.

“…Give it up. You can’t do that anymore. You’ve earned the wrath of Ex.”

“What happened?”

The senior slave remembered something and began to speak while trembling.

“…the first was a year in prison.”

“What are you talking about?”

“Exuu! ]

Guild Master’ sudden madness echoed throughout the room, temporarily interrupting the conversation.

The mood maker created a shitty atmosphere, and the conversation restarted when it became unpleasant.

“…do you want me to continue? This is what he said when he was still sane. He got a ten-year extension to his sentence the day after he wentssiping about Ex. And then it goes something like this.”

“Ex? He’s a flawed mage who can only use extensions of elementary magic, right?”

When Butts thinks of an incorrect answer and turns pale, his senior looks satisfied.

“As I thought, is that a forbidden art of extension? Oi. Don’t get involved! No more Xs. Every day, I feel like I’m going insane. What’s wrong? What’s with that face? You guys? “

All the newcomers had dark faces.

Because.

“Because we Zombies were also involved in Ex, we were put here.”

“What should we do, Butts?”

“‘It’s the same. Ryogu, who caught us, also said that name.’”

The senior slave showed sympathy.

“Ah, these guys have done it” is written on their faces.

“Well, what is it? …Go for it? Also, we have nothing to do with it. Please don’t get involved.”

“No, no! Help me.”

Batz, Elfman, and the new criminals turned pale and asked for help.

The one who reached out a helping hand was one of the senior slaves. With a worried look, he answers with his bag of wisdom for life.

“You guys… I don’t know the circumstances, but shouldn’t you apologize to Mr. Ex?”

“Uh…”

“I’m sure God is watching. Your voice should reach Mr. Ex.”

“An outrageous wrong answer.” Hey? Oh, poor you. …Have you really taken it?

“S-I’m sorry! We were wrong, so please forgive us. Ex-san.”

“I apologize. Ex-mage, that’s what the dwarves told me.”

“I’ve never seen your face, but Mr. Ex. I’m going to reflect and change my mind here–so please allow me to extend it.”

A irrelevant voice of repentance resounds in the mine.

The apology did not reach Ex.

“Maybe if you hear it, eh?” It seems that I will make a disgusted face.

Contrary to Ex’s expectations, their days of rehabilitation have begun.