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We huddled together in the square with the other contestants.

We just have arrived into the square, and are now equipped with a special magic item [Festival Talisman], and as long as I take it off, I would be immediately bailed out of the labyrinth and be declared as one of the failed contestants.

By the way, killing is allowed in the game, something that I'm rather surprised of, however, killing other people is against Master's order, so it's fine to try to incapacitate it. ...

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