That Time I Got Reincarnated as an Underground Labyrinth Manager

The next day.

At the city gate, the traveling party was escorted by a squad of well-equipped knights.

Leading them was a handsome young man.

He was Walther, the adopted son of Alderp.

"Why is he here?"

"Walther is one of the elites of the Knights Templar. He volunteered to come here on his own," Claire explained.

Not far away, Darkness frowned.

This guy again. Always pestering her, and always incredibly annoying.

She had no plans to get married, but her father just kept pushing.

It was probably because of that attack last time by the Demon Lord's officers.

Her father must be worried she would get caught in danger again, so now he wants her to hurry up and get married.

"Hahaha."

At this time, Alderp came over, big belly and all.

He was part of the entourage too.

"Miss Lalatina, Walther came here just to be by your side. Please don't disappoint him," he said with a wide grin.

Darkness ignored him.

Even though Alderp had a terrible reputation, his territory was financially strong.

Some of her family's business even still cooperated with him.

On top of that, his adopted son Walther was an excellent knight, so her father insisted on putting them together.

Once everyone arrived, the traveling group stepped into the teleportation circle and departed for the labyrinth.

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Labyrinth

In the office, besides Frieren and the others, Megumin and Yunyun were also present.

"Sensei, um… what exactly do you want us to do?" Megumin asked, looking a little embarrassed.

Luckily, the black choker she wore today covered the red mark on her neck. Otherwise, everyone would have seen it.

"I am giving you the gift of a demon form."

In addition to Stark and the others, Chishiya planned to help Megumin and Yunyun undergo transformation as well.

This way, not only would their magic power improve, but they would also no longer have to worry about their lifespan.

Before, without the Lord of Wisdom, this sort of transformation would have been difficult.

But now, with both the Lord of Wisdom and the Lord of Ruling present, all he needed to do was supply magic power.

They themselves would construct the necessary rituals.

Having a supercomputer really was convenient.

"Let's get started."

Chishiya walked forward and placed his hand above her head.

"Lord of Wisdom, activate transformation ritual."

[Receive]

As soon as he said this, a blue magic circle appeared in Chishiya's hand, engraved with complex inscriptions.

Megumin's body was soon wrapped in Chishiya's magic power.

The whole process lasted about three to five minutes.

Gradually, the light faded away.

[Notice:]

[Transformation complete]

Megumin opened her eyes. A surge of magical energy poured through her head and fused into her body.

Her magic power skyrocketed.

After receiving the magic gift, she even felt that her magic power was now comparable to Wiz's.

Megumin looked down at herself, stunned.

The Crimson Demons are naturally superior in magic power, so she had not expected much from a magic blessing at first.

But the growth was beyond her imagination?!

Is this really the power of Sensei?

Just by giving a tiny bit of his magic, he could cause such a huge improvement. How powerful is Sensei really?

Chishiya seemed to read her thoughts and rubbed her head.

"This has nothing to do with me. How far the Magic Queen grows depends mainly on you."

The principle of granting a demon form was the same as granting a name.

The big oni tribes would evolve into full oni after being named, and exceptional individuals could further evolve into demon oni.

But even if goblins were named, their upper limits remained lower than that of the big oni tribes.

Therefore, the main reason Megumin could grow to this level was because she had enough talent, and she would only become stronger from here.

"Next."

Chishiya raised his head and continued the transformations for everyone one by one.

When it was over, Fern and the others were amazed at the changes in their bodies.

The abundant magic power overflowed uncontrollably.

Using magic perception, one could see that Fern's originally stable magic power now fluctuated violently. It was just that her magic had increased so suddenly that her body had not adapted yet.

As for Stark and Eisen, the two warriors, while their magic power also improved, the bigger change was physical.

Their muscles tightened and brimmed with strength.

It was like that engorged feeling after an intense workout.

You could feel the power even without trying, and their explosive strength had skyrocketed.

Everyone looked at their newly reborn bodies, secretly shocked.

Even though Chishiya had said improvements varied by person, they all knew that was just modesty.

Could just anyone really bring about such a qualitative evolution?

His strength was far beyond anything they had imagined.

After Stark and the others finished,

Only Frieren was left.

Chishiya waved to the elf sitting on the sofa with a magic book in hand.

"Come here. You're the last one."

Frieren slowly lowered the book, half of her eyes peeking out from behind it.

"Me?"

"I don't need it. Us Elfs can still live for a very long time."

After saying this, she went back to reading.

"Sorry, but right now, you're actually the one with the shortest lifespan here."

Chishiya snatched the book out of her hands.

"So just cooperate."

Frieren froze.

She never thought she would hear someone say she had the shortest lifespan.

"Fine…"

She sighed, stood up, and dusted off her clothes.

"Let's get this over with."

Chishiya wondered just how far Frieren's power would evolve.

He walked forward and a blue magic circle appeared in his hand.

Soon, he felt a huge amount of magic being drawn from him, far more than for anyone else.

Frieren's normally indifferent expression suddenly froze.

"…?"

She felt magic roaring inside her body, her eyes gradually filling with surprise.

In the past thousand years, she had only met four people whose magic was stronger than hers.

Two of them were demons, and one was an elf.

That elf was Serie.

Known as the strongest mage on the continent, the number one under the goddess.

For elfs, raising magic power was a long and slow process.

She never once thought she could surpass Serie in magic power.

At least, that was what she thought a few seconds ago.

Buzz!

White air waves burst out around Frieren's body.

The intense magic fluctuations became stronger and stronger.

The curtains flapped without wind, and even the glass began to rattle.

And this was while she was trying her best to suppress it.

A rare expression of shock appeared on Frieren's usually calm face.

Her magic power… had surpassed Serie's?

How was that even possible?

Serie was a mage from the Age of Myth.

The gap between them was at least a thousand years.

How did Chishiya do this?

This was completely beyond her understanding.

"Phew…"

Chishiya let out a slow breath.

"You really ate up a lot of magic. But that's it, it's done."

Frieren was indeed the one with the strongest magic power among them.

Granting magic to her was also the most exhausting.

Though honestly, it still barely affected him.

After all, there was an entire labyrinth behind him and hundreds of thousands of addicted adventurers fueling it.

(To be continued.)