'W-why is this person here?'
Everyone stopped in their tracks with bewildered faces.
Inside the room, brightly lit by the light of torches hanging on the walls, a merchant who had already spread out his wares looked as if he had been waiting for customers to arrive.
If the location hadn't been the Labyrinth, he might have looked like an ordinary merchant.
The Labyrinth is a place where anything can happen. Everyone knew at least that much common sense, but this was a sight they truly hadn't expected.
'Could other people just wander into the Labyrinth?'
'Normally, they shouldn't be able to...'
The members all looked at Ian without a word.
They were probably asking how this person was here, but... even Ian couldn't know that.
At a festival stall, in the depths of the Labyrinth, or in the remote wilderness—he was a merchant who just appeared randomly anywhere.
'Because it's the Labyrinth...'
'Does being in the Labyrinth mean anything goes?'
