The Death Mage that doesn't want a fourth time

78 The departing scary bird covers its trail and secretly threatens the capital

Note from the translator:

I made a translating error in the previous chapter; I initially translated Vandalieu's new skill as "Labyrinthian Structure." Its correct translation is "Labyrinth Construction"; the author notes that he originally named this skill "Dungeon Maker" but changed it soon afterwards.

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"I understand it's harmless, but... what do we do with it?" asked Eleanora. "It resembles a Dungeon."

"We leave it," Vandalieu replied.

"Seriously? We're not going to try going inside?" asked Zran.

"This is too close to the city," said Vandalieu. "It would be troublesome to run into adventurers coming to investigate as we come back out, wouldn't it? Also, more importantly, we need to look for Princess Levia."

"That's true," Eleanora agreed.

Vandalieu decided that they would discuss his Labyrinth Construction skill later. It wasn't a skill that he could investigate near the city, anyway.

The day after the small incident where a Dhampir child fled the Adventurers' Guild for some unknown reason, the city of Niarki was experiencing an ordinary day as usual.

Other than the absence of addicts buying drugs and men going to the brothel that they were familiar with, it was supposed to be just another day like yesterday.

Daene's life had been a series of small misfortunes; things had never gone her way. Her father injured himself, forcing her to work to support her family. As soon as her father recovered and became able to work again, he forced her to get married.

Her mother-in-law worked her like a servant, and soon after that mother-in-law died, the man Daene had married died as well. Life remained busy for her.

Just when she thought that she might be able to be at ease as her son got married, her son turned out to be a thankless child, taking his wife and leaving, showing no sign of wanting to make life easier for his parent. The only one who would listen to Daene's words was her foolish nephew.

Nothing good happened after that, either... An endless cycle of growing apples and selling them...

Daene was walking at the front of the group as if dragging her legs along the ground.

That day, she had been selling apples in the marketplace as usual when she saw a kid with money passing by –

But you know... I never expected that I would be able to keep going after I died... To think that that person would entrust me with this after my death... I'm sure that I lived my entire life for the sole purpose of dying yesterdaaaay... That's why I was booorn...

Daene felt a sense of fulfillment that she had never managed to experience while she was alive. She even felt proud at the fact that she could be a part of something bigger.

Daene emerged from the dark, comfortable passage into a forest. This was a forest that she remembered; this was the forest where she had died.

If she passed through here, she would reach the city of Niarki. Daene could guide her 'companions' through this place while whispering the important mission that she had been entrusted with.

"... ill... ein..."

"Kill... hei..."

"KILL HEINZ!"