�Sirone?�yes, it�s blonde�why?�What does it look like?�

Arin blinked and turned around.

�No, it�s not particularly strange.�Let�s stop.�

Canis shrugged and ran after Amy.�Arin also moved her steps and was silently immersed in her thoughts.�Then, at some point, she looked back as if she had suddenly realized something about her.

�Oh, I see.�That child����.�

Arin couldn�t take his eyes off Sirone for a long time.

* * *

Sirone arrived at the western altar.�Then he approached the native, who was glaring at him menacingly, and said the password.

�Keltia, Lo Hoima.�Akrasia, Widmia Benzene.�

The native nodded and activated the engine mechanism to open the door.�As I stepped into the dark entrance, I came to a spiral staircase lit by torches.

Sirone slowly descended the stairs.�He had been there before, but the atmosphere was completely different, perhaps because he was alone.

When I went down the stairs, there was a courtesy passage.�The natives said something and guided Sirone.

I couldn�t understand what he was saying, but I could see what he was saying.�It was like a rule for ritual anyway, so there was no need for additional communication.

When I passed through the iron gate installed at the end of the passage, I saw a familiar landscape.�Eight spheres floating in an octagonal shape on a wide altar.�The time-space of the labyrinth, called the pupil of an angel, was waiting for Sirone.

The gatekeeper has changed, but the man with the white tattoo on his face is the same as before.�No, maybe not.�Kergoin�s face has not yet been accurately identified.

�Can I take the test?�

�This is a room of achievement and sacrifice.�The eight eyes of an angel will judge you.�To enter Kergo, you must pass through the time-space of the labyrinth.�

Waiting for the man�s explanation to end, Sirone went up to the altar.�He intended to hit the space-time of the labyrinth with a laser before testing the immortal function.

Shirone decided to try it out and focused the laser in front of her eyes.�As the eerie red light emitted, the blunt man with white tattoos also made a surprised expression.

Sirone fired the laser with all his might.�The number appeared later than usual in the space-time of the maze.�Perhaps it was because the shock was constantly coming in.

Finally, a number appeared in the space-time of the maze.�The first number Sirone checked was only 200.�Then, as the number changed by the second, the digits finally went up.

400 to 782. 1,311 to 2,643.�Eventually, it passed 4,874 and soared to 6,822.

Finding hope, Sirone clenched her fists.�But at that moment, the numbers reset and he started going up from 72 again.

It seemed that there was a time limit on the maze�s construction itself.�After two rounds of the tally cycle, the highest score of 6,822 finally came to mind.

The space-time of the labyrinth emits a red glow, notifying all parts of the room of Sirone�s disqualification.

�Whoa.�

Sirone let out a breath as if in despair.�The laser definitely worked.�However, it was clear that Miro had anticipated even a trick on energy accumulation and put restrictions on it.

The most embarrassing thing was that Sirone had not been accepted despite his personal best score.

Sirone suddenly remembered Canis� words that she might lose her life.�How far did the headmaster expect and allow the exploration of the ruins?

While I was immersed in such thoughts, the man with the white tattoo spoke in a solemn voice. JrNovels.com