*Author rolls down the floor like a dog and stares at the power stones you have there* "Arf."

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The the people in Heilig Kingdom, months had already passed since the supposed deaths of 23 people in the 65th floor of the Orcus Labyrinth, one which had a class that equalled the Hero's own: also known as a Sage.

Despite that, most of the commonfolk and the nobles had already forgotten their existences, both in the thought that they were actually pretty weak.

Not much to say about the Sage, though as he actually given hope and safety to the commonfolk and maybe a few nobles governing the districts on the west he was remembered even more as their hero and mourned for his loss.

Technically, after a very long while, as if nothing interesting had happened, the orphans on the Orphanage/Workshop weren't believing that Satoru was dead.

Well, he did give them a gift, that was a flower that never wilted which told them if Satoru was still alive or not.

It sometimes began wilting, but soon enough it would return to it's healthy state.

But this time...

Somewhere in the streets of the capital, a bright light suddenly appeared right beside a fountain, surprising the commonfolk and the guards who were nearby it.

To their surprise, whoever appeared after the light was gone were the missing people from the supposed incident.

"Sorry for the sudden intrusion! We've just returned from our journey in the Great Labyrinth!"

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Eliheid was quite surprised at the people before him. Naturally he, along with many many nobles have believed them to be weak.

But now, they were too blind!

"How is this possible! Surely, I must've become senile in all my years. Explain what happened in that floor, I wish to know of your experiences."

Then the students came up with their own stories, connecting a comrade's stories with another's, explaining most of their adventures in detail.

It wasn't that hard, as even things like Oscar Orcus, the Maverick "possessing" Satoru's body for a long while.

It also turned out that there were 165 floors on the Orcus Great Labyrinth, not 100 (though because Satoru was quite mischievous, the remaining 65 floors are different from what they used to be).

Yet, they safely did not reveal important things like secrets they managed to see with their own eyes, and certain information that would definitely ruin their plan to rebel against Ehit.

Or worse, be declared as rebels too early.

Anyway, they had a long banquet.

"The hell's wrong with that brat?" Satoru muttered, noticing a certain prince known as Lundell approach Kaori like a lustful idiot.

He didn't like it. Very, very much.

Who the fuck taught that prince to do that, anyways?!

No matter, he knows that to do so he stealthily approached the brat and when he was near enough, enormous, yet unnoticeable traces of mana covered his hand.

"This brat needs some correction.... 💢💢💢💢💢" He muttered loud enough that Lundell was the only one to hear him.

But, before the boy could even react, his head was smacked by an open palm from Satoru. It was too fast, that it looked like he tripped over and nobody even noticed the teacher smacking him.

"Ah, better."

What Satoru did was quite literally remove the lustful thoughts of the child and replace it with the best ones he thought of.

And since he wasn't some edgy asshole who would steal candy from a child and kick old men to their balls, the punishment wasn't that severe and he was being gentle to Lundell.

Lundell's mind became that of a proper prince who would possibly be the best one to rule the kingdom. But..... it also had some unintentional side effects.

"If he suddenly acts more mature, that ain't my problem anymore, hehe...." Satoru mischievously muttered, before approaching the prince and lifting him up.

"Brat! Are you okay?" He asked, and the prince nodded.

"Uhm.... I'm okay."

Although the banquet was interrupted for a mere moment, everything went normally afterwards.

Everyone will soon notice the changes on the attitude from the prince, though that didn't matter much, for now.

As if remembering something, Satoru sneakily exited the room, not before someone patted his shoulder.

"Good evening, dear sir. Are you the person who was the teacher of all these heroes who were summoned, along with you?"

"Of course, that's me. Who are you, and what do you want?" Satoru asked, observing the old man who looked him straight to his eyes.

"I'm Gahard D. Hoelscher, the emperor of the Hoelscher Empire. I'm here because of a simple disguise using an artifact I have in my pocket. I would like to measure your fighting abilities to see if your merit in clearing the Labyrinth is real, tomorrow."

Satoru shook his head, and turned his back to Gahard with a light glare.

Gahard felt a heavy pressure coming out of him, and normally he would feel unbothered, but the pressure made him feel like death's sickle was going to decapitate him.

"You wouldn't even last a second, go ask my students for a fight instead, though I guarantee you would last a second or two. You're wasting both our time." Was his reply, before vanishing in the crowds.

Breathing out a sigh, Gahard almost knelt down with sweat coming down his forehead.

'That person.... he's much more skilled than me. Better heed his advice.' He thought, wiping the sweat off his forehead.

Meanwhile, Satoru pressed his wristwatch when he knew nobody was looking, as it made an electronic sound* before his entire figure became completely unseen.

It was a watch he made while he was in the Labyrinth, which would make him invisible for long periods of time. It was a certain pyro hating french's watch, very great for stealth.

Although people heard the sound, nobody seemed to notice anything different as Satoru had already used magic to get himself out of the castle.

By using his [Divine Step] technique, he appeared from rooftop to rooftop, intending to head to the Orphanage.

When he arrived, Satoru looked regretful, even for a moment. This clear night had been long, and he had been constantly worrying about the orphans.

"I wonder, are they still safe?"

Without a clear answer to his question, Satoru unlocked the backdoor and began to walk towards the room where the group of orphans usually slept.

To his wonder and relief, it seems like all the orphans were sound asleep in their beds. Although, one was missing.

This was pretty worrying.

But the moment he heard something coming from the kitchen, he immediately sneaked towards where it was.

Only to see a silver haired girl in a nun's outfit carefully washing the dishes.

'Ainz Arsalk.... why is she here?'

It also looked like she had an apron above her usual clothing, but now....

Satoru took out [Liberator] from his pocket dimension and pointed it at the Apostle disguised as a nun.

He needed moments to talk with her.

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Update - Mischief of the Astral Magician, has been recovered.

Extra Note:

* (TF2 Spy cloaking sound)