Magellan felt that his cooking skills had deteriorated considerably.

It probably started after he met the countess, who was a skilled chef, and the countess always carried a bag from which she could take twenty different dishes, just like the mage in the story.

The flame gave the venison a brilliant golden color, and the heat was just right, and Magellan regained his confidence when he looked at the beautiful color.

He began to believe that he had only lost his keen sense of taste in the excessively strong and unrestrained spices of the asuras, and that his fine grasp of the heat had not been lost.

So he took salt from his bosom and slowly sprinkled it on the venison.

The sky was getting dark, the light in the forest was fading, there was silence on all sides, and the outlines of the mountains in the distance were blurred.

Then suddenly, a tall beast quietly came out of the woods.

It was an ape, with beautiful blond hair, and although it was messy, it was clean, reflecting golden light in the firelight. The beast, almost as tall as an adult, was able to walk upright, parting the bushes in the dark, quietly walking to the fire, stopping.

Magellan looked up, then lowered his head and continued to roast the venison earnestly.

"It smells so good. ”

The ape's voice is no different from that of a human, except that its voice is a little hoarse and strange, and its behavior is the same as that of a human, but the way it sits down reveals the ape's nature, but despite this, it is still quiet and does not look like a monkey.

"My name is Magellan. ”

"My name is Hanuman. ”

The ape sat motionless, like a sculpture.

"I'm looking for a mortal named Rama. ”

Magellan waited patiently for the right moment, then let the venison flip, and took advantage of the opportunity to raise his head and look at the ape.

"I'm the person you're looking for, if you're really looking for someone. ”

The ape laughed, and its laughter was very strange, definitely different from that of humans.

"I saw a rakshasa flying over the forest with a woman, and the black clouds covered the sky and the smell was unbearable. ”

Magellan glanced at the ape's face, which was not ugly, but rather rough and natural, and lowered his head.

"A friend of mine was taken away by an inhuman person that I can't fight against right now. ”

"I see. ”

The ape sighed, then fell silent.

The sun had set, and the last rays of dusk were slowly dissipating.

Magellan patiently turned the venison until it was dark and the meat was fully cooked, then removed from the fire, then padded it to the plantain leaves, cut it with a knife, and handed half to the ape on the side.

The ape monster laughed, eagerly took the venison, and took a big bite of it.

Magellan quietly chewed the venison as he placed a bulky bronze vessel on the fire, filled it with water, and threw in two leaves.

When the venison was finished and the water was boiling, he leisurely drank the bitter tea soup and quickly ended his dinner.

The ape ate the venison as wildly as a real beast, then glanced down at the hot water on the fire, sniffled, and shrank back.

Magellan leisurely removed the bronze, removed the fire, spread the hay on the hot ground under the campfire, and lay down.

"Good night. ”

......

The countess stood in the woods, looking around.

She never gets lost, but this is indeed the place she once been.

It had been a day since the countess had entered the labyrinth, and it was getting dark, but she had not yet found the building she had seen, and was just wandering around the woods outside.

It was no ordinary visual deception and spatial division, but some kind of trap created by supernatural powers, and Indra was right, the people who built the labyrinth never intended to let anyone into it from the beginning.

The sun was already about to set, and the countess was not going to spend the night in the woods, she was already sure that whatever happened in the labyrinth, the outside would not notice.

Then the light that belonged to the essence lit up.

The ubiquitous divine power is colliding with the essence, fighting, annihilating, and the power that holds the entire world does not allow outsiders to appear, but the essence mastered by the countess is incomparably powerful.

The light was twisted into brilliant and gorgeous ripples, like clouds in a storm, spinning and rushing, and finally, in it, the invisible spatial separation was revealed.

That is the power to bring the countess back to square one, the essence of this labyrinth is not a building in the mountains and forests at all, but a huge trap composed of divine power, a huge mechanism pushed by extraordinary power.

The flash of essence began to spread, like a drop of ink falling into clear water, at an astonishing rate, and soon became almost completely gone.

Then the countess began to walk towards the front.

The essence spread under the barrier of divine power, and the light formed by the collision with divine power outlined the appearance of this trap, and now a narrow corridor of light appeared in front of the countess's eyes, isolated on all sides, closed on both sides, and only in the middle of the place there was a special essence turbulence.

It was in front of the countess.

This is the correct path of the labyrinth, an invisible path that violates common sense hidden with divine power, which no one can pass through, and even if they know the way out, they cannot pass through it without a strong force to open the door of divine power.

The Countess placed her hand on the brilliant flowing essence door, and then lowered it again.

Behind that was a whirlpool of divine power, in which some terrifying force stirred.

Then the countess walked over.

The bush between the two large trees suddenly disappeared, and the countess's eyes suddenly dawned, this was the edge of the woods, and not far away was the labyrinthine building, in the traditional temple style, with statues of gods standing on the walls.

And in front of the countess, there was a tall gate.

There were two stone doors, and on the boulder was a strange giant bird.

"Garuda. ”

The countess did not know what this relief represented.

Garuda, the powerful golden-winged bird, the son of a brahmin whose strength is on a par with Indra, was born by the curse and power of the Brahmin.

But it has nothing to do with gates and labyrinths, or even guards.

The countess placed her hand on the door, and slowly pushed the stone door open.

The two doors were very light, and behind the gates was an ordinary shrine, like a brahmin abode, and even made people feel that the owner of the place, a brahmin, had not yet left.

The countess walked through the door, where she was going to spend the night.

The light of the essence lit up again, and then began to spread.

Soon, the spreading light stopped.

The brilliant colors revealed a small space in the air, and the countess was in the middle of it.

It's a trap.

The countess walked towards the edge of the space, and as she stepped out of the border, she found herself standing still.