章 6: 6
EP.50 Parallax (1)
A rooftop with nothing.
When I was alone looking up at the still night sky, Sinel was sitting next to me.
Did the seasons start to change?
As the weather gets colder, puffy breath begins to come out.
"What are you watching?"
Just because you're alone doesn't mean you're thinking of big things.
Sometimes you just want to clear your head.
A cool wind fluttering around.
And the vast night sky where countless stars twinkle.
It wasn't a bad feeling to spend time idly with them as friends.
"… … I was looking at the sky."
"Are you looking at the night sky?"
"okay. You can see the stars better than I thought."
The sky was also clearer than expected.
It is often said that the stars in the city sky are difficult to see.
Even though it is a city, it may be because it is a suburban area, but the sky from this rooftop was full of stars.
Haha, it's a fringe area that doesn't have anything to call a facility.
Few would think that the glamorous central district and this place are exactly the same.
"The boss… Do you like stars?"
Sipping the warm cocoa in his hand, Sinel looked up at the night sky.
Watching the gray eyes that twinkle with stars, I repeat Sinell's question in my head.
do i like stars
Even if I think about it, I don't know.
Because this time was not for stargazing.
I don't think you'll hate it though.
"Well. If you were to ask whether you like it or not, it would be closer to liking it."
"That's an ambiguous answer."
"Everything in the world is like that. How many things can be perfectly distinguished between right and wrong, black and white."
Just look at the people living in this world.
Even the crippled Bruno, who had terrorized the entire city, wanted to remain a kind person to others.
There are not many conclusions that everyone can accept.
There is no need to cover everything in black and white.
It was enough for me to remain in such an awkward state.
"I like it."
However, it seems that Sinel had a slightly different idea.
Saying so, she reached out to the sky.
Countless numbers of stars grazed Sinel's fingertips.
"Because the night sky is beautiful?"
"There must be a reason for that."
"I don't think that's the right answer."
"Maybe it was close to the right answer."
Follow her and reach out to the sky.
Brilliant and beautiful stars can be seen anywhere in the city, but they are not held in anyone's hands.
I don't know what Sinel thinks.
But it made me feel a little more understandable.
"It's a difficult problem. Don't let it pass."
"Are you not getting it right?"
"Do you really need to fit in? It must be fun to worry about."
As soon as he finished speaking, Sinel's head, holding the cocoa, tilted.
Shinel's gray hair touched the cold right shoulder.
Just like one morning, the familiar scent of shampoo gently spreads in the wind.
Only the two remain under the dreamy sky.
From a distance, I think it would be quite a romantic scene.
Except for the fact that the goggles she was wearing made her shoulder hurt.
Suppressing the scream that seemed to come out of my chest, I asked Sinel, who was still in the building.
"By the way, Sinel."
"yes."
"I don't go to work."
"leave work… … ?"
This is Sinel, who recently received a paycheck.
The amount paid to her was by no means small, so it wouldn't be difficult to find a house if you wanted.
But Sinel, who answered my question, had a look of incomprehension.
It looked like he hadn't even thought about it.
"You should have money to pay the rent now."
"Did you have to go to work?"
"Then, how long did you plan on staying together?"
Suddenly, it started to penetrate the bed naturally, but the only space I allowed her was the sofa.
If the salary came in, it was natural to look for a decent house.
In the first place, the office itself is not a place where people can live for a long time.
There was also a little wish that Sinel lived in a better place if possible.
"I ordered a new dagger."
"...?"
"This time with a more expensive dagger."
Upon hearing the question about the house, the story of the dagger came out of Sinel's mouth.
Suddenly, I felt something strange.
It is a repertoire that is somewhat familiar.
And in most cases, it ended up being one conclusion.
"How much is left?"
"I have 100 credits left."
"… … 100 credits."
"yes."
You cannot get a decent monthly rent with 100 credits.
Rather, they have to save even food expenses to the limit.
It seems that Sinel had no intention of leaving from the beginning.
Isn't it a natural thing to think of it as providing room and board?
I felt that way.
"I honestly don't know what you think."
"I know."
"I will. You must know it very well."
The problem is that only you alone will know.
Still, I don't think I have a plan of my own.
It's like Percival Smith, which provides unlimited lodging and lodging.
I reached out and stroked Sinel's head, leaning against him.
I thought that this month, too, would have a rather noisy time with Sinel.
* * * * * *
next day. Sinel has a cold.
It seems that he is good at fighting criminals, but he is not good at fighting colds.
He appeared to have been coughing with a slight fever since morning.
Apparently, it was because we saw the stars together on the roof yesterday.
It's not that severe, but it wouldn't be good for a person with a cold to get cold air.
So I made a decision.
"So today you are my escort."
"escort… … ."
After letting Sinel rest in the office, he entrusted his escort to the swordsman.
As a swordsman who used to be a mercenary, it's not so unfamiliar.
However, Gumseong, who received my instructions, had an unfamiliar face the entire time he followed Area 8.
Do you have any complaints about something?
I decided to ask her directly.
"Are there any problems?"
"Hmm, no problem. I feel like I have become a substitute for some reason."
He doesn't seem to like being replaced by Sinel.
If so, there was a simple solution.
"As an escort of the famous sword castle, I feel reassured."
"uh… … ?"
"Actually, I also wanted to be protected by a swordsman at least once."
"If you say so? me too? I can't help it."
Geomseong then nodded his head with a satisfied face.
In fact, if we simply looked at the compatibility of battle, the sword castle would have an edge over Shinel.
Nevertheless, there was one reason for choosing Sinel as an escort.
It was because the Haste magic was more suitable for escort than the wind cutter.
As I fight, there are bound to be attacks that come after me.
In terms of responding to such an unexpected blow, Sinel's reaction was faster than the swordsman.
In fact, I've been helped several times by Sinel's quick movements.
"But Percival, I have a question for you."
As I passed the busy street and entered the alley, the swordsman who followed me asked me a question.
It's a question that the swordsman should ask in this situation.
Nothing comes to mind other than work.
I asked her the content of the question.
"What are you curious about?"
"Will I get better from a cold if I wear Haste?"
"...."
When I heard it, it was something I was curious about.
Haste magic slows down the user's time.
If you live a day under the spell, you spend the same time as someone else's two days.
If so, will it have the same effect on recovery?
In my opinion, it was highly likely.
"Probably so."
"Probably, there are some things that even the dark merchants in the world don't know."
"Uel. I am not a university professor anywhere."
"okay?"
As we entered the depths by exchanging bitter conversations with the swordsman, I felt a sense of popularity from beyond the corner of the alley.
A narrow alleyway with cigarette smoke.
There was a group of men.
wood or iron pipe. Or a baseball bat.
Men with different weapons were gathering and talking.
Among them, the tallest man stood up with a weapon.
"These are strangers."
Unless it was an inter-organizational struggle, there weren't many groups that moved with their weapons out in broad daylight.
Besides, such an act can only be accomplished on such a gloomy road.
So it wasn't that difficult to find out what their identities were.
"Is it a vigilante group?"
"Oh, do you know us?"
Back alley vigilantes.
Although it is called a plausible name, in reality, they were nothing more than robbers extorting money from foreigners.
District 8 is the most insecure area in the entire city.
It was not unexpected to encounter such a situation.
Ironically, it was a pain in the face of trying to finish work as quietly as possible.
"I want to pass. I want you to keep it quiet."
"Should our guests pass? Of course you have to keep it."
"Then let it pass."
"Before that, you will have to pay the toll!"
Then yes. There's no way I'll just let you go
The vigilante's notoriety was not for nothing.
After finishing speaking, the man started to reach out to me with a large hand, holding an iron pipe.
The moment the man's outstretched hand was about to grab my shoulder.
shudder.
The wind blew with a brief metallic fricative sound.
"Swordsmanship――."
The voice of the swordsman who grabbed the handle of the sword resounded.
Immediately after that, the iron pipe the man was holding broke in half and fell.
tung.
The sound of a half-pipe falling to the floor.
In the middle of the quiet alley, everyone's eyes turned to the swordsman holding the sword.
"――One island."
EP.51 Performance Parallax (2)
The voice of the swordsman who grabbed the handle of the sword resounded.
Immediately after that, the iron pipe the man was holding broke in half and fell.
tung.
The sound of a half-pipe falling to the floor.
In the middle of the quiet alley, everyone's eyes turned to the swordsman holding the sword.
"――One island."
"...!"
The man stopped the hand that was outstretched towards me.
Everyone in the alley kept their mouths shut, except for the swordsman who took a swordsman stance.
They all understood the swordsmanship as soon as they saw it.
The fact that if you move wrongly, you could be killed by the swordsman in an instant.
Geomseong looked at the man with a dissatisfied face and said.
"It's good to let go. Unless you want to die."
"… … Oh, I see."
At the threat of the sword, the man's hand returned to its original position.
It had been a long time since he had let go of the halved iron pipe.
The slash that the swordsman fired was quick and stealthy.
Even if his hand was cut rather than an iron pipe, the man would have nothing to say.
I decided to use telepathy for her in order to build up the image of a swordsman a little.
"Your skills still haven't rusted, Swordseong."
- "If it's a swordsman... The strongest swordsman in that famous city?"
"what? Is that person that swordsman?"
"… … I couldn't even see the sword moving."
After hearing the story, the crowd began to shake.
Although the swordsman was not as famous as the great intellect, it was a name that was not strange even if he had heard it at least once.
Geomseong looked surprised for a moment with his eyes wide open, but soon understood the situation and shrugged with satisfaction.
He is a swordsman who is obsessed with his honor more than anyone in the city.
People around me were talking about me, but there was no reason not to like it.
"Because it's not difficult to deal with the small dwarfs here."
"If you understand, turn it off. The road is narrow."
bump ride up
The men blocking the way quickly ran away.
All kinds of people exist in Area 8.
Even for the vigilantes who are running away right now, this will not be the first time they have experienced this.
Nevertheless, it was because of the cruel side of this city that it was repeated again and again.
When all the vigilantes blocking my way disappeared from my sight, I headed back towards the alley.
"By the way, Percival, what are you doing here?"
"I came here because I had something to entrust to you."
"What do you entrust? Is there anyone here who can do that?"
"It's a good place to keep things quiet."
As with any magic I have, it was better to handle this case without anyone else's knowledge if possible.
Even if you act conspicuously, rumors will only pass on to information merchants like Lehman and Jackson.
For that purpose, Brian even introduced me to a person.
As I walked around the complicated alley one more time, I caught my eye on a messy iron gate.
"Looks like you are here."
thud. thud.
I knocked on the door hard enough to make a loud noise.
In an era when large mechanical armor also existed, knocking instead of a doorbell was a fairly outdated method.
About a minute had passed since I knocked.
The iron door opened with a creaking sound.
"What is your business?"
What appeared through the iron gate was a mature man with a rough beard.
According to Brian, the man's name is God.
Although he has little reputation, he is said to be a sure-fire hacker.
He glanced at me and the sword castle alternately, and then immediately asked us what we were doing.
"I'm here to do a job."
"Who did you introduce?"
"Brian Rail."
"That person won't live long. Please come in."
When God heard Brian's name, he shook his head and immediately led us inside.
Inside the iron gate was a staircase leading to the basement.
Unstable light fixtures hanging from the ceiling were shining through the dark passageway because of the lack of light.
gloomy It wasn't a place to stay for long.
As I followed God down to the basement, I saw several monitors hanging from the wall.
God sat on the chair in front of him and looked at me.
"Since you came to see me, it looks like you brought your equipment with you."
"I know you well."
"So, what do you want to do?"
I put a cell phone in my pocket on the table.
It's not something I've used before.
It was a newly purchased item to request from God.
God reached out to my cell phone and picked it up.
"I wish I could make a program and put it in there."
"What program?"
"A program that calls the number you entered."
"That's it, isn't it just a phone program?"
"Of course there is no signal, but the screen should be output as if connected."
"ah."
God nodded as if he understood only then.
Of course, I didn't ask where to use it.
This is a place that exists for that purpose, and Gord was a strict person in terms of security.
"...?"
However, instead of God, the swordsman became suspicious.
Where to use a phone program that does not make calls.
The head of the swordsman who was contemplating about it tilted.
Naturally, there was nothing I could do to clear her doubts.
* * * * * *
The evening when the swordsman left work after completing his duties.
I stayed in the office and watched Sinel by myself.
After returning, Sinel, who had been a caller for a long time, finally closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.
Of course, the place where Sinel, who had fallen asleep, lay, was an extra bed.
I lost my one and only bed in the office, so I guess I'll have to sleep on the sofa today.
"… … A subordinate who is struggling in many ways."
When I first met Sinel, I simply wanted to get a subordinate that I could fight with.
Hiring famous mercenaries costs too much.
So, even if it was a little lacking, I tried to recruit promising players with potential.
"How did this happen?"
However, when he found out the truth, he was completely self-righteous.
I was forced to tangle in the office because I had nowhere to go.
I didn't even allow it, but I hid in the bed at will.
People can't even figure out where they're going.
But now, he has deeply immersed himself in his life.
"...."
It is now too late to keep our distance.
The subordinates who had been brought in to protect themselves have now become an existence that should not be lost.
I can't imagine an office without Synel.
It's funny.
We tried to reduce our weaknesses, but instead, our weaknesses increased.
- Thiririring.
As I stared at Sinel in deep thought, the phone rang in my pocket.
I took out my phone and checked the caller.
It is an unregistered number. It's the first time I'm answering a phone call.
I immediately pressed the call button and took the phone to my ear.
"What kind of business is it?"
- "It's me. How's Shinel?"
"skyscraper… No, it's a spinel clover bloom."
The voice over the speaker was familiar.
Spinel Clover Bloom. She is Sinel's older sister.
There have been quite a few conversations with Spinel.
Still, the reason I don't have her phone number is because, in most cases, Spinel broke into the office.
- "I remember well. Do you have time?"
"Don't you want to create even the missing time?"
- "It's a good attitude. Then I want you to come up to the roof."
"Rooftop?"
Spinel's mission was simple.
He told me to come up to the roof right away.
It is a spinel that normally would have come into the office haphazardly.
But this time, seeing that he had to go up to the roof, there seemed to be some reason.
- "yes. And there are conditions."
"What condition?"
- "You have to come up alone, without any companions."
"… … Don't do that."
tuk. The call is disconnected.
I stared at Sinel lying there for a moment, then pulled out the coat that was hanging on the hanger, put on my coat, and left the office.
It is the season when the night wind is slowly getting colder.
It was easy to catch a cold like Shinel if I wore it lightly.
thump, thump.
I climb the stairs alone without anyone.
Only the sound of his own footsteps echoed through the empty stairs.
When he climbed all the dark stairs and reached the end, he was greeted by a thick iron door leading to the roof.
It is a door that has not been maintained for a long time and has a rusted border.
I opened the iron door and heard a squeaking noise.
Immediately after that, the clear night sky that can only be seen on the roof caught his eye.
"Hello, Dark Merchant."
Under the night sky twinkling with bright stars.
A witch with her gray hair was flying in the sky.
A cushion that looked soft was laid under the spinel floating in the air.
Beautiful night sky and flying gray girl.
At first glance, it looked like a fairy tale landscape.
"okay. Nice to see you again."
"Is Shinel doing well?"
"I have a cold and am resting."
"It's unfortunate. If she had come to her sister, she would have taken care of her."
Spinel laughed as he said that.
He seems to have realized that it was not serious.
But Spinel probably wasn't the only one who called me to ask about Sinel's well-being.
I asked her directly.
"So what's the deal?"
"Remember the deal we had before?"
"okay. I remember it."
At the time I was taking the exam to raise my circle, I bought information about the exam from Spinel.
That was the way to not lose memory against the mysterious agent.
Nevertheless, Spinel at the time did not ask me for information.
It was her story that she would later receive the information in the way she wanted.
"I'm here to get that reward today."
And now it's been a while since then.
Spinel came back to me.
In order to collect the expenses for which payment was deferred.
EP.52 Performance Parallax (3)
"I'm here to get that reward today."
And now it's been a while since then.
Spinel came back to me.
In order to collect the expenses for which payment was deferred.
"Pay it… What do you want?"
You probably don't want money from the informant.
It is highly likely that you are looking for information.
If she asks what she knows, she's willing to answer whatever she wants.
Spinel, who sat down gently on the roof, asked while holding the cushion with one hand.
"Do you know about the great intellect?"
"Great intellect… … . Are you talking about Serena Edelbit?"
The topic that Spinel brought up was about great intelligence.
great intellect. An old wizard who leads the tower.
Not many people in the whole city know about her.
Nevertheless, Spinel's question had many meanings.
This is because, in the content of 'War City' that I read, Serina Edelbit fell at the hands of death.
"yes. I intend to kill the great intelligence."
"is it. Even from the standpoint of her successor, she would be offended."
"Did you know?"
"It's a small variable even within the city. I want to block the possibility of my identity being revealed."
There was one reason the great intelligence left the show.
The magic she possesses is too intimidating for the successor to hide her identity.
From the standpoint of the heir who had difficulty exposing his identity to the outside, the great intellect was an enemy that had to be eliminated even if it was a little overkill.
In addition, it was also an opportunity to show off the skills of the organization by removing the great intellect.
From the point of view of the successor, there is no reason to refuse.
"You know better than me. Then there is no need to talk long."
"What do you mean?"
"I want you to come along and help. This operation."
"...."
Spinel's request was more shocking than expected.
Please follow me directly and help me with the operation.
Rather than simply handing over information, they want to see and coordinate the operation directly in the field.
It's a different risk than sitting in an office and talking information.
Naturally, I had no choice but to worry.
"what do you think about it?"
The death of a great intellect will happen anyway.
In the original story, she met the end at the hands of death, and there are things that can be obtained by her disappearing.
There was no reason for me to go ahead and stop it.
But watching her die and following her and directing the operation are two completely different things.
In addition, there was a high possibility that other executives of the organization other than Spinel would follow in this operation.
"When is the closing date?"
"We will attack the horse tower in three days."
"… … There are several conditions."
As long as I was receiving Spinel's gaze, her offer was something I couldn't refuse.
But you can't just follow along without any promises.
The members of the association's executives are all people I have a hard time trusting.
I didn't know when they would target the back of my head on the spot.
Even the heirs who lead them do not fully trust the executives.
Among them, the most reliable is the spinel in front of her, but at least she had to make her an ally.
"What condition?"
"one. I will go in disguise."
first condition. Don't reveal my identity.
This was for himself, who was doing business while obscuringly in the shade.
Just because I'm acquainted with Naina Usher, doesn't mean that the police will cover my crimes.
It was necessary to avoid exposure of the identity as much as possible.
In the case of the voice, it was possible to deceive without difficulty, so it was necessary to cover only the face so that it was not exposed.
"Hmm. It's scary to be identified. okay."
"two. You are on my side."
"… … What are you talking about?"
Upon hearing the second condition, Spinel tilted her head.
Being on your side all of a sudden would have felt like a story out of context.
Nevertheless, this was a story that had to be clearly pointed out.
for me too. Also for spinel.
And for Sinel, who's after her.
"It's a simple story. Never betray."
"Of course. Is that an important condition?"
"I am not talking about this operation alone. From now on and in the future... Do not betray me as much as you."
"It's a nice word, but I want you to explain why."
He lowered his head and made eye contact with Spinel.
His gray eyes, resembling Sinel, were sparkling with stars.
Ever since I heard about Spinel from Sinel, I've been thinking about judging her.
So this was a conclusion I had been pondering for a long time.
"The guys in the union are unbelievable."
"I see. Well, I can understand."
"It's not just a breakup. The humans in this city are all just incredible guys."
"therefore?"
"Nevertheless, I believe in you. so… From now on, you also trust me."
It's not a convincing story.
Absolute trust between each other is never achieved through a one-sided request.
Nevertheless, I forced Spinel to make a one-sided offer.
I didn't back down in the slightest, even though everyone knew it was a stupid story.
"It's a silly story."
"okay. It's a stupid story. Accept it though."
"why me?"
"So I can save you."
"… … from what."
from what ?
Of course, isn't it fixed?
It is from the fate that will hold the girl in front of you.
In a story of disorderly chaos, the words of the villain who are not forgiven by the protagonist are fixed.
Spinel Clover Bloom.
The skyscraper wizard dies at the hands of Usher Hayes.
"I can see the future, even if it is fragmentary. and… The future you will die."
change the future And she saves her.
The story that will be brought out from now on was the beginning of that huge plan.
* * * * * *
Jiying-.
After the blindfolding machine stopped working, the old woman opened her eyes and stood up.
Then he moved his body lighter than before and looked around.
On the opposite side of the old woman's gaze, there was a figure of a person wearing the same machine.
It was in a state in which it was difficult to even call a person a human being, which had dried up like an old tree.
The only thing one can guess from its appearance is that the owner of the image was a child.
"Top lord, how is your body?"
"Chuckle. It's still fine."
It's a sight she's used to now.
As she felt that she had lived for a long time, death was equal to everyone.
Even higher-order magic does not guarantee eternal life.
can't stop And it cannot be avoided.
So I chose this path.
He was forcing himself to hold on to his life, even through his clumsy and ugly movements.
Serena Edelbit, the owner of the tower, started walking away from the hand that was trying to support her.
"How did it go?"
Not long ago, Serena foresaw a disturbing movement.
A huge force that threatens the entire city has begun to target her.
It is not that there has never been any threat to the great intellect.
But, as she felt, the threat that came this time was different from the previous ones.
After hearing Serena's story, the secretary gave her an answer as if waiting.
"I have contacted the secondary beat side."
"It's a little difficult this time. Prepare your heart."
"It won't be as good as you'd expect from Nighttail, but if it's a secondary beat, it's definitely good."
Serena clicked her tongue upon hearing the secretary's answer.
Secondary Beat was a company she had heard of, but Serena thought it was not a very satisfactory result.
Each of the successors, whom she considers to be her nemesis, are raising monsters that are out of the norm.
It seemed that Serena herself needed to prepare a little more thoroughly.
"You live a long time in a dirty way."
"You don't have to worry. The safety of the top lord is more important than a little boy like that."
"You don't need to make excuses. If it wasn't for the guys from the death row, I wouldn't have done it this far."
decades ago from now.
Serena Edelbitt has identified a great malice that will plunge the whole world into darkness.
combination. A mysterious organization hiding in the shadows of the Empire.
It was formed before Serina was even born, and has continued to threaten the peace of the empire.
However, there was not much information that Serena knew about the association.
It was only that the members of the association were trying to overthrow the empire, and that the leader called the successor was leading the association.
"Especially… If it wasn't for the successor to this generation."
10 years. Or a little earlier than that.
At that point, the successor to the association that Serena knew had changed.
And her magic foretold the ruin of the empire.
It was a warning of the danger of a new successor.
From then on, Serena completely gave up dying.
Even at the risk of being criticized by the public, she chose to end the association with her own hands.
That was the way of life given to the great intellect.
"Don't worry too much, Top Lord. The members of Matthew Tower are with the Lord."
"… … Yes, I believe in you."
Serena has accomplished many things in her lifetime.
Thousands of people praised her greatness.
Numerous scholars praised her wisdom.
Nevertheless, the reason why he is left with regret is because he is wandering in search of a place where he should die.
Even though I know that great achievement will return to my name.
She could never give up.
"Believe, there is."
Serena Edelbitt, at least in her own opinion, was by no means a sage.
EP.53 Parallax (4)
There are two private military enterprises in the city that are considered the best among the people.
One is the 'Night Tail Knights' that specializes in factor security.
And the other is 'Secondary Beat', which is known to boast the largest scale.
Darren Belts was the first team leader of such secondary beats, and he was also the second-largest shareholder.
"Darren."
Darren looked down at the city landscape through the window and turned to the familiar voice.
Jack Belts. Darren's brother was calling him.
In front of Jack, who was sitting in the chair, there was a nameplate with the title of the president on it.
Darren asked, looking at his one and only bloodline.
"I'm listening."
"Do you remember what happened last time?"
"You mean the tower?"
"okay. That's what the old monster asked for."
Upon hearing Jack's words, Darren remembered what had happened before.
Matop, who is reputed to have a high nose, directly requested support from Secondary Beat.
It was named after the city's most famous wizard, a great intellect.
Even considering only the great intelligence of his own abilities, some mercenaries will look down on him.
It was incomprehensible from Darren's point of view that she wanted their help.
"If you ask for help directly from the tower, it's probably not a good opponent."
"I will. Because it's the woman's words, not anyone else."
"So I did some research. About those guys called the Association."
An unidentified organization whose outline has been revealed for several years.
I did not know the exact name, but thanks to the request of the Matoap, the problem was also solved.
combination. They are a criminal organization formed by a large number of wanted criminals.
They tend to move for a purpose rather than simply for profit.
And most of their actions resulted in numerous deaths.
"What was the result?"
"I think the wanted criminals are somehow connected."
"He's a wanted criminal… … ."
"The association is probably helping them escape."
Hearing Darren's words, Jack patted his chin.
Darren noticed that his only brother was uncomfortable with that look.
Secondary Beat's president, Jack Belts, had a habit of touching his chin in situations he didn't like.
Most of them were directly related to the company's losses.
"How did the security guard respond?"
"There will be no preemptive measures taken by the security forces. If that happens, the status of the Magic Tower will also drop."
"If that's the case… It looked like I couldn't even get it right. I need to think about it a bit."
"Then what shall we do? Are you going to refuse?"
"In that case, you would be ridiculing me for running away with my tail curled. So it's more of a problem."
You can't survive in this city by being looked down on.
It is a barbaric city with only hyenas everywhere.
That was best known to Darren himself, who had been through countless battles himself.
It wasn't a fight that I could run away from just because I wanted to run away.
In order for Secondary Beat to remain at the top of the list, it was an inevitable choice.
"Certainly, the express is a troublesome guy."
The security forces classify long-term wanted criminals who must be prepared for significant damage as top wanted criminals.
Most bounty hunters do not pursue the most wanted, even though numerous bounties are hanging on the most wanted.
It is an opponent that even the security forces cannot easily catch.
Even a famous bounty hunter had to take considerable damage into account when subjugating.
The balance calculation is not correct.
"It's not at the level that I can't touch at all."
"Darren."
Jack's face was puzzled at Darren's exuberant remarks.
The swordmaster of the secondary beat, Darren Belts, is famous.
However, it was Jack's true intentions that he was reluctant to send his younger brother directly to a place with great risk.
"Well, if it can't be avoided, I have no choice but to go myself."
"… … I can't give you a lot."
"it's okay. The day I run away will be the day the tower closes."
Darren smiled and tapped his sword.
shudder.
The thick scabbard attached to Darren's waist shook.
His sword was a special item made to order by the Lesser Industries.
"I believe in you, but… Don't be too vigilant."
"No way. I am always cautious."
At Jack's words of concern for his brother's well-being, Darren looked out the window again.
Secondary Beat's office is located in a high-rise building in the central district.
The view from inside the president's office was always the same.
People as small as ants. Vehicles passing in between.
And there are countless incidents and accidents that take place among the countless crowds.
Darren looked down at the scenery below and said to Jack with a smile on his lips.
"If you bite someone else, you have to be prepared to bite yourself."
* * * * * *
The day after meeting with Spinel.
Sinel no longer coughed as if the cold had subsided to some extent.
He didn't show any signs of pain, he just went to see him and stroked him as usual.
And my back, which had been sleeping on the sofa, became stiff.
"Are you okay?"
"It's all right now."
"Yeah, I got it."
Gum-seong brought a box of health drink sets, presumably because he was being considerate of his sick colleague.
Of course, Sinel took a sip and never touched it again, saying it didn't taste good.
So, with a sore back, I decided to eat it instead.
After opening the lid and drinking one, I could see why Sinel had given up eating.
I expected it to be a healthy drink, but it tasted so healthy.
"You look fine today."
Seeing Sinel playing with Blackbird, the swordsman said.
She took out a cola from the refrigerator and drank it without even thinking about the drink she had bought.
Judging from the attitude of the swordsman, it seems that he knew what the taste was and bought it.
I asked, smiling at the sight of such a swordsman.
"Why? Is it a pity that I can't protect you?"
"It's not like that. Because now I know where I need to be."
"You seem to know. You fit somewhere other than a security guard."
If you move quietly, there are not many things as threatening as the magic of the sword castle.
Even so, the sword won't move quietly, though.
At least as long as she has a sword around her waist.
Because that's what UL thinks of swordsmanship.
"By the way, are you going out today?"
Sinel got up from her seat, hugging the black cat she was petting.
It's for having to go outside.
There are no wanted criminals that the office has been pursuing recently.
Still, I had to take some time out today to go out.
That was the reason Spinel came to visit yesterday.
I was thinking of finding something to hide my identity in a suitable place nearby.
"I'm going to go shopping in a little while."
"Are you going shopping?"
"okay. It's not a department store or a black market."
"Hmm, are there any other places to shop besides those places?"
"If you look for it, you will find at least one good item."
It's definitely a product. A department store or a black market is better.
However, in such a place, the surveillance cameras were densely embedded.
Unless you want to be traced to the source of the item, you need to pick a decent place.
Like, for example, the junkyard of James, the city's greatest fencer.
"I'll give you two a vacation in two days."
And he brought out the most important story.
There were only two days left until the end of the operation.
On the day of the execution, I was thinking of giving Shinel and Swordseong a leave to remove them.
Perhaps it was a sudden story, and both Sinel and Swordsman showed a curious reaction.
"… … vacation?"
"Are you giving me a vacation all of a sudden?"
It was one of the reasons I had to give them a vacation.
No Sinel or Swordsman can accompany you in this operation.
There is a reason that the identity should not be revealed, but other than that, the operation was too risky.
It is a large-scale operation under the direction of the successor.
There was a high possibility that the executives of the association, which had never been seen before, would come.
"You've been through a lot of hardship. It won't matter if I give it to you for a day or so."
"Not long ago, he said he didn't want to pay his salary."
"That was back then, and you have been doing quite a bit lately. It seems that the day the name of the swordsman spreads is not far away."
"That's right?"
Not one, but several executives of the association.
I don't think Shinel or swordsmanship will work against them.
It was best for me to stick to Spinel's side if possible.
Sinel and Swordsman were not people who could lose in a place like this.
I had to bear the risk of this operation alone.
"And Sinel… … ."
"I do not like it."
"...."
However, it seems that Sinel had a slightly different opinion.
She said that she didn't want to take a vacation, so I stared blankly at Sinel.
EP.54 Parallax (5)
"I ended up buying a lot of clothes."
On the way back from shopping.
As the two of us were walking down the darkened road, Sinel said seeing the shopping bags in my hand.
As she said, I bought quite a lot of clothes today.
Among them, there were clothes for everyday wear, and there were disposable clothes prepared for the day of the execution.
Most of them were purchased from nearby street vendors.
"Because I didn't have a lot of clothes."
"The clothes you're wearing now also look good on you."
"Is that so?"
The clothes you are wearing suit you well.
Considering Sinell's fashion sense with goggles on her head, it doesn't seem like a very reliable compliment.
Of course, even considering her mismatched aesthetic sense, there was something worth looking at.
First of all, isn't the original version cute?
I thought I could use it to some extent no matter what I wore.
"Then why did you buy the gun?"
Sinell's gaze, who had been looking at the shopping bag, turned to mine this time.
Before buying clothes with Sinel, I stopped by James' junk store to buy another gun.
It was a pistol with a structure similar to the one used in the past.
"I bought it because I needed a spare."
"Are you extra?"
"okay. spare."
The old guns are still working well.
However, bullet marks from the steel wire remain on the fired bullets.
You don't know how long you might hide and move in the future, but you can't carry the same gun without thinking about it.
How much less did Usher and Nei, who moved with us over and over again, belong to the security forces?
Considering the possibility of being caught and pursued by them, such measures were absolutely necessary.
"Hey, because I bought a spare too."
Sinel said as he stroked his dagger.
Unlike the things she had before, it was an object that looked stylish from the outside.
In Sinel's words, most of his salary was poured daggers.
If you want to buy the best equipment, even Sinel's salary will not be enough, but for equipment used in real life, it can be said that it is high-end.
"Do you like it?"
"It's a cool thing."
"It's cool. Well, that's right."
"yes. I will show you."
Whirick. A dagger was held in Sinel's hand, which was moving in mid-air.
A sharp dagger is shining in front of you.
It was natural to feel uncomfortable.
But she seemed to be simply showing off a new toy.
I smiled and waved my hand towards her.
"It's dangerous, so stop joking around."
"yes."
good. The dagger that was pulled out returned to the scabbard again.
Sinel put the cleaned dagger back into his arms.
It was a very agile movement even without a hast.
Maybe it's because he's been hunting for criminals for a long time, but it feels like he's been trained in the movement of pulling a dagger.
It felt like seeing the face of a cruel hunter that I had sometimes forgotten.
"Sinel."
"Yes, sir."
"Are you still thinking about vacation?"
She brought out the morning question again to Sinel, who had put the dagger.
It wouldn't matter if I gave Sinel a separate instruction and moved.
But he didn't want to do that even to a trusted colleague.
Either way, the choice is hers.
"it's okay."
And Sinel's answer was the same as before.
You don't need to take a vacation.
Despite sticking with me all day, he didn't seem to have any intention of falling off yet.
"It would be difficult to work all day."
"Because it's fun. It doesn't matter yet."
"...."
"And without me, the boss is in danger."
It wasn't exactly wrong.
I stopped talking about this topic any longer.
Well, if it doesn't work out, telling the truth is probably the way to go.
A full moon appeared in the darkening red sky.
* * * * * *
A dark rooftop with no one in it.
I was leaning against the wall in the doorway to the roof and making my phone call.
The person you're calling is a familiar person you've been dealing with.
Brian Rail. An information merchant who collects information on the dark side.
As before, I was going to give him a simple request.
A beep sounded over the speaker placed in my ear, and then the call was connected to Brian.
- "What's up? Is this urgent information again?"
Brian's voice came from the phone.
it's late evening Perhaps she was drinking beer, or something was heard together.
"Brian. I have one request."
- "Request? What is your request?"
Brian's mood changed when he heard the word please.
Not long ago, I had asked Brian for someone to make a program for me.
At the very least, he seems to think that this is a frivolous request.
Unfortunately, this time too, as he expected, the frivolous request came true.
"I wish I could quietly get one gas mask."
- "Hey customer, I've said it time and time again, I'm not an errand."
I asked him for a gas mask to cover his face.
Brian has been complaining to me about whether he didn't like my request or not, almost jokingly.
Even if you are dissatisfied with trivial things, there is a way.
I sang into the mic what Brian might want now.
"Thousand credits."
- "But I want to run an errand today."
drop. After hearing Brian's confirmation, I hung up the phone.
I got some clothes to wear today while shopping with Sinel.
I also got a mask to cover my face through Brian, so there will be no problem with the outfit for the day of the ceremony.
All that was left was to organize the plans for the day.
"You're still on the roof today."
rattle.
The roof door opened and Sinel entered the roof.
Perhaps he had learned a lesson from last night when he caught a cold, but this time he had the zipper of his jumper locked tightly.
Sinel confidently approached me and took a seat.
"What about blackbirds?"
"The blackbird is sleeping."
"Be careful not to catch a cold."
"I will. It will no longer be a burden."
It seems that he was interested in what he had been ill.
Although I thought it could be a weakness, I never considered Sinel itself a burden.
If it was a burden, it was more likely on my side.
First of all, the combat power was quite different.
"Sinel."
"yes."
"You are not a burden."
"...."
"And I do not abandon my colleagues."
Upon hearing my words, Sinel's expression changed to an ambiguous expression.
Ripples began to appear on her expressionless face, which was like a calm sleep.
How long does it take to see Sinell's emotional face?
Although I thought it was quite unexpected, I couldn't help but focus on what she said next.
"president."
"okay."
"Did you meet Spinel yesterday?"
What came out of Sinel's mouth was an unexpected question.
It seems that Spinel and I had a conversation last night, and Sinel had overheard it with his own ear.
I had no intention of telling a lie that could be found out, so I meekly agreed to Sinel's words.
"… … met. I think we had a good conversation."
"Then, have you decided to go with Spinel?"
Only then did I understand why she brought up the word Jim.
That's the same reason I said I didn't need a vacation.
Sinel was now afraid.
"This operation will be like that. After that, it's all up to Spinel to do."
I was afraid that I would choose Spinel over Sinel and throw herself out.
That was the conclusion Sinell had drawn from the conversation he overheard last night.
It is a worry that is going in the wrong direction from the beginning.
Just as he was trying to deny Sinel's thoughts, Sinel added flesh to his story.
"The boss… Are you fighting something right now?"
"Why do you think so?"
"Because I've been watching you all along. It looked like it was chasing something."
I look back on the time since I came here.
I fought quite a few fights with Sinel.
Among them, there were cases in which they fought together in cooperation with the security forces.
Seeing the events so far, Sinel guessed.
That I am on the lookout for something behind this city.
"Sinel."
"yes."
You can't tell everything from scratch.
What should I say to her?
I start to reduce the words that are overflowing in my head one by one.
No excuses or consolation were needed.
"Now a great war is about to begin in this city."
"… … A great war."
"Thousands of heroes will die, and the same number of villains will fall."
"is that so."
war city. True to the name of the work, the city is embroiled in a conflict between powers.
Heroes who made a name for themselves are dying.
The city did not last long against the unprecedented disaster of death.
The end is such a place.
It was kind of like a disaster.
And in that long war, the main character, Usher Hayes, gets a wounded ending.
"I want to survive the end of that fierce war."
with you
Shinel's eyes fluttered slightly at the added words.
There was no need to elaborate on who the word you refers to.
Sinel never doubts the information I have.
Until now, under the name of an information merchant, I continued to show her the results.
"Is it a place where the other party is a club?"
"I know you well."
"Then the spinel will be dangerous in the future."
So I lied to Spinel a few times.
to rescue her.
I don't know how Spinel will react in the future, but it's something later that you'll have to deal with.
For now, the priority was to deal with the immediate task.
"I will."
"Is it for Spinel?"
"no. for you."
I lean on the railing that has turned cold in the winter wind.
Sinel's gaze, looking up at me, caught my eye under the wind passing by my back.
sparkling sky. Gray hair fluttering beneath him.
The more I look at them, the more magical they are.
"For me… … ."
"Because you want it. So I decided to rescue her."
"It would be dangerous."
"It would be dangerous. Association is such a place."
I think a lot of dangers will come.
How many people died in a short story?
This was a fate that everyone in the city had to face.
Perhaps even in the next operation, he may suffer life-threatening several times.
"I'm not kidding. Spinel is really strong. and… Her comrades will be strong too."
6th circle wizard. And the 7th circle wizard.
These are numbers that can only be imagined.
It was understandable that Sinel thought it was dangerous.
Nevertheless, the reason he did not run away from danger was, paradoxically, because magic existed in this world.
The magic of this world is not like the legends of old tales.
The magic that creates miracles is real, and it is done by the wizard's hands.
And I was one of those wizards.
"Sinel. Sinel Clover Bloom."
"Yes, sir."
"I am a wizard."
"...."
I lift my head and look up at the night sky.
Under the bright moonlight, countless twinkling stars were seen.
Looking at it, I reached out to the sky full of sparkles.
The vast sky, where nothing had been caught before, felt like I could grasp a little bit now.
"So, show me your magic."
Even though we are looking at the same sky, the future we dream of is different.
Nevertheless, we continue to take steps towards the future.
In order to finally catch the twinkle that was shining thousands of light years in front of her with her own hands.
EP.55 Mission (1)
"It's still a building in a remote location. Well, the content is bigger here, though."
Brian came with a bag and muttered as he sat down.
There was one reason he came to the office at lunchtime.
Because I had an order for him.
"Did you bring your items?"
"of course. It took some effort, but what about the cost of the effort?"
Last day, I ordered a gas mask from Brian.
If you simply need a gas mask, I would buy one, but there was another reason why I had to entrust Brian to run the errand.
I needed a gas mask that I could get my hands on secretly.
backstage. In other words, the transaction process should not be tracked.
This is because the ghost corps wears them for the same reason they wear masks.
"I'll check the contents later."
"Anyway, there is nothing left on this floor except for credit."
"I would like to see it as a sign of trust."
Brian held out his bag to me.
Judging from the size of the box, it doesn't seem like a very large item.
Having received the bag, I held out a bag of money to him.
It was 1000 credits promised for running errands.
"I won't have to worry about food expenses for a while."
👌👌👌👌
Brian counted the amount and put the money bag in his pocket.
It is a business that remains even considering the price of masks.
It was only natural that he looked happy.
"I heard you tend to save money on food."
"Because it's me, mostly with hamburgers. I heard that customers spend quite a bit on staff meals."
"It's like that."
Naturally, his gaze returned to Shinel.
Perhaps Sinel was eavesdropping on our conversation, so he raised a black eyebrow and hid his face.
The goggles that were not covered shimmered behind the black man.
"… … Can I pretend I don't know?"
"Well. You better do it yourself."
"You are a very difficult girl."
"Because I haven't gotten used to it yet. It would be natural."
This is Brian, who has already stopped by the office several times.
I had a rough understanding of how our company worked.
As someone who collects information in the first place, he is also quick to hear the news.
"By the way, there have been some strange rumors lately."
"Is the rumor free?"
It is better to be thorough with information merchants.
When asked about the information fee, Brian nodded with a smirk.
"Well, it's a fairly famous rumor on the floor. I don't mind giving it to you for free."
"What is the rumor?"
"The movement of the secondary beat looks suspicious. I wonder if something disturbing is going to happen."
"Secondary Vitra… There is a possibility."
secondary beat.
It is the largest private military enterprise in the city.
Numerous mercenaries belonged to the Secondary Beat, and their level was never on the low side.
If such a secondary beat moves on a large scale, it would not be common.
For some reason, they didn't look very good.
"Do you have any guesses about our Dark Merchant?"
"Are you trying to get information from me?"
"Don't be so strict."
"Well. I don't think it's a story that makes money."
There is a possibility that the movement of the union may have leaked out.
Of course, as long as the opponent is a member of the Association, there will be a limit to suppressing even the secondary beat.
In any case, it was better to keep my predictions in my own head.
Because information about the association was not to be treated carelessly.
It was something that might endanger not only me, but Brian as well.
"It's a funny reaction."
"Secondary beat's swordsman is not an interesting character."
"Swordsman, it's always been like that. Because there are no humans who are just so engrossed in fighting."
"Anyway, there is nothing more to say about this. It's only going to hurt to get tangled up, so it'd be better to keep it."
Brian shrugged and picked up the cookie from the table.
Cookies were purchased on the recommendation of Gumseong.
It was something that went very well with coffee.
close. The sound of cookies being crushed echoed through the office.
"If the Dark Merchant says so, a small business like me should be quiet."
"Brian. Wasn't money a priority for you?"
"Money is good, but people have curiosity. It's also why this job suits me so well."
Curiosity sometimes ruins people.
There are quite a few people who have disappeared like that in this city.
"The hacker I was introduced to by you the other day. Was your name God? That man was like that. I won't live long."
"You told an interesting story. Maybe it is."
Brian grinned as he pondered the conversation.
Hey, it's Brian who walks the tightrope every day in the dark.
The resolution for death may have already been made for a long time.
different from me.
* * * * * *
7th Special Task Force.
It was established with the purpose of using felons that seem out of control to catch other criminals.
Pair up with a watchman to clear out criminals.
On the surface, it sounds like a good story, but it was impossible to move criminals without real rewards.
So, the security forces placed one condition on the 7th Special Task Force.
I will reduce the sentence of 10% of the sentence of the caught criminal.
Each is a felony with an average sentence of several decades.
The possibility of freedom was right in front of them, but there were few who refused.
Even if there is a possibility of losing your life while implementing it.
"… … It's disgusting."
Code E172. Usher Hayes was one of the members of the 7th Special Task Force.
The human butcher from Area 3.
He was a notorious criminal within the security forces, but after joining the 7th Special Task Force, the rumors were relatively quiet.
thump, thump.
Usher, who was walking forward, frowned and looked at the figure of the man hanging on the floor.
The face of the man who could no longer open his eyes was familiar to Usher.
- "You're the man I see occasionally. Code E133?"
At the sound of the slender woman's voice, Usher turned her gaze into the air.
A translucent girl was wandering around Usher.
Usher looked briefly at the ghost of his sister, Riel Hayes, and then turned his head back to the floor.
"He was a sincere guy in his own way."
- "Are you sure you're a criminal?"
"I can't even make excuses for my mistake. Still, I have no intention of undermining even his efforts."
On the floor was a figure who had been one of the same operatives as Usher.
At least until a few hours ago.
He had all his sentences commuted a few hours ago and was set free.
I remember seeing clearly with Usher's eyes that the restraints on his neck had been released and he was leaving the security guard.
"I expected a little bit of possibility, but again, these are humans who are no different."
Tosagupin.
It is natural for hounds to be boiled and killed after hunting.
From the beginning, there was no possibility that Usher would be given freedom.
Knowing that, Usher had chosen this path.
- "Let's run, Usher."
"...."
- "I see the opportunity and threaten her. That's how you release her restraints."
"You don't have to. I have already made up my mind."
The security guards are incredible.
That was the thought in Usher's head from the beginning.
Usher is an innocent girl who takes care of herself, although there is an exception, but it was difficult to turn a favorable gaze on a criminal from the beginning.
Nevertheless, there was one reason why Usher came voluntarily.
To avenge the ghost in front of you, Riel Heize.
- "Are you really going to die?"
Riel asked Usher.
As Usher passed her, he pulled out a cigarette from his pocket and put a cigarette in his mouth.
Tee-. Usher's lighter made a clear sound and sparks rose.
"Isn't it better to be together?"
- "I don't want Usher to die."
"Whoa. Then you can survive."
Usher laughed as he told a nonsensical story.
Conversations with only one blood and blood were always like this.
They joke around with each other, and in the end, Usher ends up laughing.
It was a habit of the past that had not changed and still remained.
- "That's not to say I didn't give you magic."
"You didn't give it. I stole it."
- "… … Usher."
"Kill or die. What regrets do you have in a city with only the two of you?"
But what was different from the past was that Usher's younger sister, Riel, no longer laughed.
Even knowing this, Usher did not let Riel go.
Living with a ghost full of lies, he walks only looking at the past in place of the future.
Usher felt herself becoming a living ghost.
Whoa. Cigarette smoke mixed with sighs filled the back alley.
EP.56 Mission (2)
As time passed, it was the day of the end of the operation.
The office in the afternoon, which would normally be crowded, remained empty.
As we had previously discussed, Sinel and Gumseong went to each other to enjoy their vacation.
In the quiet office, I prepared to go into operation alone.
"Hmm."
Wearing a hooded jumper purchased at the market, a gas mask was installed to cover the lower tube.
When I looked in the mirror in that state, it looked like something I could only see in a movie at the end of the century.
A hooded hood covers his eyes, and a gas mask covers his face.
With this kind of outfit, I don't think it's easy to be identified.
- "iced coffee… … ."
Try using telepathy to adjust your voice outside.
I couldn't use my original voice, so I thought I'd use telepathy to tell the story instead.
In the eyes of others, it will feel like a good voice modulator.
It was one of the strengths of telepathy.
"We'll have to change the weapon too."
Last but not least, keep the weapons you bought separately.
Unfortunately, the smoke grenade you used cannot be used in this operation.
Unless you plan to remain anonymous in the future, it's not a good idea to show off your favorite methods.
If possible, it would be nice if you could move with the circle raised.
"It's the 5th circle… … ."
There are many reasons why circles cannot be raised easily.
However, in my case, the biggest problem was that it was a more special case than others.
My ordeal is upgraded one level above the circle.
The story told by the agent of mystery.
As he said, if the difficulty of the ordeal has increased, in order to reach the 5th circle, I have to pass the 6th circle ordeal.
6 circles. In other words, it is an ordeal to become an archmage.
"...."
A wizard who has reached Circle 6 is given a mission from the world.
However, ironically, in order to reach the 6th circle, one has to fulfill one's mission.
Being honest with your heart above all else, doing what you truly want.
And to be recognized by the world as a mission for one's own determination made in that way.
That was the only way for the wizards of this world to reach the 6th circle.
Each person has a different mission and a different direction.
Even though they had successfully overcome all the trials before, there were countless people who did not reach the 6th circle.
"It's still a long way off."
shudder.
I checked the lock and put the pistol in my pocket.
Preparations for the operation were sufficiently made.
From now on, it was the realm of practice.
The time has come to step into the mouth of the beast with one's own feet.
* * * * * *
"You have arrived, Dark Merchant."
The roof of a building filled with reinforcing bars.
A spinel floating in the air with a hood on greeted me.
Behind the rooftop where the spinel was floating, the shape of the horse tower could be seen at a glance.
This was the part where I could understand why the meeting place was here.
- "Is the number of people here all?"
"voice is… … . Hmmm, I don't care. They are all people here."
- "Right."
Next to Spinel was a masked gangster and a middle-aged man.
There was no need to ask who they were.
The true identity of the masked gang is probably the 'Ghost Corps', the executives of the organization and the most wanted criminals.
If the ghost corps moved, it was understandable why there were so few visible people.
As they claim to be a corps, the number of them is rather large.
"Who is this guy?"
A middle-aged man leaning against the railing asked.
The man with sharp eyes was brushing his faded hair all white.
The man in front of him was also a person who knew his identity.
Likewise, he is a 'transformation magician' who is an executive of the association.
As there are three members of the association, additional support will not be necessary.
If these forces were mobilized, it was no wonder that the great intellect died without a pulse in the original work.
"It's the dark merchant I talked about earlier."
"The Dark Merchant? Why did you call this guy?"
"Because I am the person who will help you with this operation."
"huh. You are doing something useless."
The shapeshifter who snorted and looked at me.
Sharp eyes looked up at me and looked up and down.
And immediately after that, a huge sense of pressure began to spread throughout his body.
pressure. It was a skill that only the Archmage could use.
He looked like he was going to try me out.
- "Have you any complaints?"
"There can be no complaints. Because there is no reason for me to accept a guy I don't know anything about."
- "You're good at misunderstandings. I never asked for it."
"Then what?"
"I am leading this operation. for you to follow."
Against these guys, there was no way I could easily take command.
As usual, it's best to just follow along quietly, but that's something Spinel wouldn't want.
I broke through the pressure and walked towards the shapeshifter.
It was fortunate that his expression was not visible because of the gas mask.
Hearing my words, the transformationalist's face distorted.
"What is it, you? Do you want to die now?"
An ominous voice echoes on the roof.
His words of killing him were no joke at all.
The members of the association are accustomed to killing people if they are wrong.
If you answer wrongly, you will surely die.
I thought I had entered a limb, but it felt like I was walking on a blade.
- "Are you sure?"
"Are you believing in Spinel now? She won't even guarantee your life."
- "I heard that the secondary beat has moved."
"… … What?"
- "Are you sure you want to kill a great intellect without me?"
of course there will be
To be honest, I don't really need it for this operation.
Knowing that the great intellect was going to die anyway, I had no choice but to come.
Even so, the transformational magician could not easily give an answer.
There is a difference in the amount of information we have between me and them.
Even though there is an effective strategy, you wouldn't want to go back to a distant place by force.
Even if he suffered irreparable damage here, the association would not protect him.
"under. It's ridiculous."
- "Follow me quietly. I will guide you from the safe location to the office of the great intellect."
"What the hell did you come here for?"
What I want is not something you can get here.
But I can't say it straight away.
No one is as suspicious as a guy who doesn't want anything.
I had to say what I wanted, be it money or information.
If possible, in a direction that does not overlap with them.
- "Let the money be taken care of by yourselves. Rather than that, you are more interested in the secret documents of the tower."
"Were you an information merchant? I'm sure you'll be interested in information."
- "And I came here on a deal with Spinel. If you have any complaints with her, tell her."
Only then did the transformer's gaze turned to Spinel.
Spinel smiled and nodded.
Innocent gray eyes peered under the hood.
"Isn't it good to end it comfortably? I don't even have any money."
"What did you pull this guy with?"
"If you want to call an information merchant, you have to sell information. I told you a story I know."
"You didn't sell the information of the association, did you?"
"You know it all without me saying it, right? It seems like he knows a lot about important information."
This time, instead of the transforming magician, the ghost army was interested.
The man who appeared to represent the entire Ghost Corps, the 'Commander', began to move.
He showed interest in me, taking turns looking at me with the rebar stacked around me.
"That is a very interesting story. Do you know that much about the association?"
- "Is that fun?"
"There are so many things I don't know about the association."
- "Of course there are many. Wouldn't it be strange if the band knew a lot?"
shudder.
A cool sensation came from the temple.
The gun was aimed at his own head.
Suddenly, a member of the ghost corps that appeared next to him was pointing a gun at me.
When the secret was revealed, it seemed that he would go out quite strongly.
"I don't know what you're talking about."
- "You're doing something funny."
"I am only grateful that you enjoy it properly."
Turning her gaze to Spinel, she sighed.
It looked like he was arguing for something like this.
However, at the time of meeting with the executives of the association, a certain amount of fighting was foreseen.
Whirick. When Spinel snapped her fingers, her silver blade flew away.
The spinel's blade stopped near the commander's neck and rotated slowly in place.
"stop it. now."
"What are you doing, Spinel?"
"This is the guest I brought. I have no intention of condoning such rude behavior."
"Do you mean that you are going against the whole ghost army now?"
"If you fight, your master will die before you."
glance.
The commander, who turned his head into the empty air, raised his hand.
Then I sent a hand signal to the subordinate who was next to me.
"… … It's okay to leave."
EP.57 Mission (3)
"Do you mean that you are going against the whole ghost army now?"
"If you fight, your master will die before you."
glance.
The commander, who turned his head into the empty air, raised his hand.
Then I sent a hand signal to the subordinate who was next to me.
"… … It's okay to leave."
"...."
The cold metallic feel of the temple disappeared.
At the same time, the masked monster who was aiming the gun also disappeared.
It was the magical power of the 'Invisible' that the ghost army had.
It didn't take long for the war between them to end.
after. After forcing the sigh that seemed to leak out, I finally brought up the story of the operation.
- "I think the story is roughly arranged."
"It seems so."
Spinel, who returned the blade with his own hand, put it into the case and said.
No one was dissatisfied with her words any longer.
They are like beasts that are difficult to deal with.
If we met often, it seemed like the first thing I would do was fall down from exhaustion.
- "Now let's talk about the operation."
"Where do you hear about that great operation?"
A scoff was heard from the Transformer, who was leaning against the railing with his arms crossed.
Ignoring it, I looked at the reinforcing bars nearby.
The rebars here are the items I requested from Spinel.
It would be better to use a blade when dealing with people, but when it comes to structures, it is a different story.
It was effective to use heavier objects.
- "There is a barrier within a certain radius around the horse tower."
"yes. I know."
- "This barrier can only be passed by the master of the tower and those who have been approved by the great intellect."
- "So we must destroy the barrier to enter there."
"You mean all you have to do is break the barrier in the end, right?"
nod.
There was nothing seriously wrong with Spinel's words.
It was because I had no choice but to go out in a flashy way from the very beginning.
What was important was the time until the operation was completed.
The work had to be done clearly and big, but until a large-scale security force arrived, he had to finish and leave.
I came in disguise to avoid being discovered by the security forces, but the best thing was to just not face the security forces.
- "It would be better to pour as much firepower as possible for a quick entry. Transfigurator, it would be better for you to attack the barrier in the first place."
"… … Don't do that."
- "Next is the opponent of the secondary beat who will come downstairs."
"Isn't the core force guarding the great intelligence?"
This time the commander asked.
Of course, it would normally put a lot of troops next to the most important targets.
However, the target of the attack is the entire horse tower.
As long as a great intellect individual had a certain amount of power, he had to think about the safety of the personnel inside the tower.
This is especially true if the purpose of this is to kill rather than suppress.
- "The Ghost Corps and the Transfigurator enter the first floor first."
"You want us to enter first?"
"You just have to make a riot as glamorous as possible. If there are two special express, the swordsman will inevitably go down."
Secondary Beat is a highly-equipped company that assumes an Archmage Dictionary.
With that in mind, it would be better to send down the Ghost Legion and the Shapeshifter together.
They needed to buy enough time for the forces to enter the upper floors.
"Sword Demon… We do that."
- "There is a safe room on the first basement floor. If you can afford it, let's go down."
The only people to go down are the ghost corps.
Most of them won't have time to spend extra on fighting from above.
The commander seemed to have noticed as well, so he turned his head into the air for a moment.
You can easily guess where your opponent is just by looking at the direction you turned your head.
If you shoot in that direction right now, wouldn't you be able to easily kill the main body of the ghost corps?
With that thought in mind, he stroked the pistol in his pocket.
After all, they are all our enemies one day.
It's a rare opportunity, but it's a shame.
"Then what do I do?"
- "If attention is drawn to the lower floors, they enter with me."
In the case of Spinel, I plan to face the Great Intelligence with me.
The Great Intelligence is located in his office on the 12th floor.
In order to get there without any hindrance, in the end Spinel's help was indispensable.
The same is true when exiting the tower after the operation is over.
Using Spinel's Levitation, he was able to reach the ground quickly.
Spinel nodded and fell from the air to the floor.
It seemed to be a measure to control the distribution of magic power before starting the operation.
- "After the operation is over, I get out with the magic of the ghost army. The goal is to finish it before it gets involved with the police if possible."
"Did you know until there?"
- "There is no secret that can be hidden from everyone."
"Well, it's a neat operation."
That was a natural reaction.
Because he implicitly entrusted the safe with the most money.
I don't know what kind of talk I'll have with the Transformer in the future, but that part wasn't something I was concerned with.
The Transformer also didn't seem to have any complaints about the safe.
Although it was the same operation, it seemed that each had a different dream.
It is ridiculous to expect such a group to have a sense of mission.
Except for Spinel, he did not seem to agree with the cause of the society.
- "If there are no complaints, we will start the operation immediately."
"Are you going to do that?"
The sound of Spinel's small footsteps echoed through the roof.
She walked towards the pile of rebar piled up in the corner.
These are the items I requested from Spinel and gathered here.
All of the reinforcing bars will be used to attack the barrier of the tower.
"[levitation]."
The spinel that reached out towards the reinforcing bar moved magical power.
Levitation. Her magic, which floats all objects, began to work.
One by one, the reinforcing bars that had been piled up in a haphazard manner floated into the air.
Because of the heavy weight, his movements seemed slower than usual.
- "To raise it as high as possible."
"okay."
- "Apply the magic again immediately after it collides with the barrier and bounces off."
"yes."
Heavy reinforcing bars flew into the sky with the beckoning of the spinel.
5th floor. 10th floor. 15th floor. 20th floor.
The reinforcing bars that were gradually increasing in height have already surpassed the height of the tower.
Nevertheless, the rebars did not stop rising upwards.
high. higher than that. It must move to the limit allowed by the magical power of the spinel.
Eventually, when the rebars in sight became noticeably smaller, Spinel, who was moving the rebars, said:
"It's slowly limiting."
- "Unleash the magic."
The reinforcing bars stopped in the air for a while, and then began to fall to the ground at a high speed.
The momentum of the reinforcing bars falling vertically was quite powerful even from a distance.
When the falling reinforcing bar got closer to the roof of the tower, a change occurred in the trajectory of the moving rebar.
bang! Wow! bang! Aww!
A translucent barrier around the tower had materialized and collided with the falling rebar.
A deafening deafening roar resounded several times, and the reinforcing bars that collided with the barrier were thrown out in all directions.
"It's a lot harder than I thought. [levitation]."
Spinel's magic caught the reinforcing bars that were thrown into the air again.
A huge ripple was taking place at the collision point of the barrier, where the reinforcing bar was pierced.
Spinel's attack was a valid hit against the barrier.
If more attacks continued in the future, it seemed that the barrier would also crack.
Perhaps he was going to repeat the previous attack once again, Spinel lifted the reinforcing bars into the air again.
"Hey. There's an informant there."
- "What's going on?"
Immediately after Spinel's attack was made, the transforming magician who was watching it spoke to me.
He seemed to be relaxing his body lightly by moving his shoulders and neck.
Apparently, watching the battle, his body was heating up.
"I'm feeling itchy, can I join the war right away?"
- "If you are confident that you will not fit into the rebar."
"I want to hear all the funny stories. If it doesn't matter, I'll go."
- "You'd better be careful."
It would be nice to go to the goal after being hit by a reinforcing bar.
The 6th Circle Archmage wasn't a nerd, and there was no chance that such a thing would happen here.
As if worrying unnecessarily, the shapeshifter jumped down from the roof.
"[Spell Overlord: Polymorph]."
Spell Overlord.
It is the exclusive property of the Archmage who raises the output of a spell to the limit.
Instead of consuming too much magical power, the magic using Spell Overlord shows a step stronger than the existing magic.
And as if to prove the majesty of such magic, the transforming magician who fell from the roof took a different form and soared into the sky.
- Crumble.
flutter-.
The huge wings moved and made the heavy body float.
The figure that appeared in the air while creating a shadow was a very familiar appearance despite the first encounter.
Blue scales covered the whole body.
Sharp golden pupils that are torn vertically.
A blue-tinted wing flapping its wings in the air.
The blue dragon, which existed only in legends, appeared in this world.
EP.58 Mission (4)
The figure that appeared in the air while creating a shadow was a very familiar appearance despite the first encounter.
Blue scales covered the whole body.
Sharp golden pupils that are torn vertically.
A blue-tinted wing flapping its wings in the air.
The blue dragon, which existed only in legends, appeared in this world.
"It's been a long time since I've seen you."
The giant body that was swimming in the sky quickly soared into the sky.
Whenever the dragon in front of him moved, an overwhelming presence spreads around him.
The Transformer's 'Polymorph' magic can transform into any creature you want.
Even if it was an existence that had now been destroyed, it didn't matter as long as his magical powers allowed it.
However, I don't think the shapeshifter will be able to maintain that form forever.
Excessive change is bound to accompany consumption.
- Crer... … .
blah blah
The dragon's mouth opened and its chest began to expand significantly.
A vast amount of energy slowly condenses at the corners of the dragon's mouth with its mouth open.
I quickly understood what he was trying to do.
The most powerful weapon the dragon has, 'Breath', is about to shoot towards the barrier.
As time passed, the dragon's chest, which had been increasing in size, swelled, and stopped expanding as if it had reached its limit.
- "I'll shoot the breath. Get ready."
"yes. I'm waiting for you."
Hearing Spinel's answer, I stepped back slightly from the railing.
The flow of the wind blowing around was reversed by the dragon's breath.
The flow of energy that had condensed on the open mouth stopped, and immediately after that, the dragon began to exhale.
Kwagwagaceae-!
A storm of cold erupted and collided with the barrier of the tower.
The cold night air was frozen by the storm, and in the aftermath, crystals of ice were scattered everywhere.
The name of the Archmage was never a waste of scenery.
Part of the barrier that was hit directly by the breath stopped functioning and was frozen.
"Please dodge well so you don't get hurt."
Spinel, who uttered playful words, moved the reinforcing bar.
At the same time, the reinforcing bars that stayed in the sky fell to the ground again.
The enormous mass of reinforcing bars. And a fall from a dizzying height.
These two factors combine to create an enormous shock once again.
thud! Wow! Coogong!
The reinforcing bars that were cut through the wind struck the weakened barrier.
Previously, it had simply caused a stir, but this time it produced a completely different result than before.
blah blah blah blah.
A crack had occurred in the barrier that was hit directly by the reinforcing bar.
The aftermath of the collision was transmitted to the entire barrier, some of which could inflict fatal damage.
- Kreuk, Kreuk.
The dragon that had released all its breath flapped its wings and stepped back.
One of the falling reinforcing bars flew in aiming for the spot where the dragon had escaped.
Aww-!
The barrier, whose surface was frozen, could not completely withstand the collision with the flying reinforcing bars.
As a large burst of sound resounded everywhere, a corner of the barrier was completely broken.
- "You succeeded in breaking the barrier."
"It's only a little broken, are you okay?"
- "Wait. It will soon collapse completely."
The barrier of the horse tower is a structure that disperses the shock received by one place.
As long as some of them have completely collapsed, it would have been impossible to continue to maintain their functions.
As if to prove my words, the broken barriers were scattered.
Facing the remnants of the barrier that were scattered in all directions and radiating magical light, it was like looking at stardust that illuminates a dark night.
"… … It is true."
The commander looked at the collapse of the barrier and admired it.
However, it was only for a short time that I was able to appreciate the scenery.
When the barrier surrounding the tower was broken, the reinforcing bar that the spinel was moving began to be locked into the building.
Kwagwang! bang!
Breaking windows and digging in. Or go in by breaking the wall at an angle.
Like the blades of pirates that pierce wooden barrels, the rebars of the spinel mercilessly cut through the tower.
Spinel, who had inserted all the reinforcing bars he had, said, shaking his hand as if he was cool.
"What are you going to do now?"
- "That's pretty extreme."
"It's good to be certain of anything."
He nodded at Spinel's words, then leaned against the railing and looked around.
Suddenly, there was a roar of screams, and it looked like a commotion.
A dragon appeared and the reinforcing bar was lowered.
It would be weirder if it didn't make a fuss.
The barrier protecting the tower must have been completely destroyed.
- "The Transformer will try to enter from the ground. Let's see what happens next."
"Okay, I get it."
Spinel's reinforcing bars completely tore apart the tower.
I don't know how many people there are on the horse tower or the secondary beat side, but I think they must have taken a lot of damage from the previous attack.
At least some degree of power weakening will be unavoidable.
Now is the time for an all-out war.
As I watched the dragon fall to the ground after being hit by the reinforcing bar, I prepared the next move in my head.
* * * * * *
"This is the Melon Bingsu you ordered."
A famous dessert shop located in District 3.
Sinel looked at the huge oversized melon shaved ice in front of him.
It's a food I couldn't even dream of when I was a kid when I lived with Spinel.
In fact, even if he didn't have to go there, Shinel had not been able to afford snacks like this a while ago because his wallet was not in good shape.
"… … This would be delicious."
gulp. Sinel swallowed the saliva and picked up the spoon on the tray.
As soon as Synel came here, he recklessly ordered the largest melon shaved ice.
The oversized shaved ice in front of him was the result of such an order.
The clerk once again warned that he couldn't eat alone, but that was not a big obstacle for Synel Cloverbloom.
How much luxury do you enjoy with your own money?
Sinel, who was counting the time in her head, shook her head vigorously and moved the spoon toward the shaved ice.
pooh. A deep spoon lifted up the shaved ice.
The luscious melon placed on the ice was reflected in her gray eyes.
"Nyaam."
Sinel put a large scoop of shaved ice into his mouth.
The ice melted and the sweetness spread in the mouth.
so sweet. and cool
Shinel's eyes sparkled at the harmony of the dessert that spreads in her mouth.
square. square. square. square. square.
The silver spoon moved swiftly and dug out the mountain of ice.
chaw. And one more bite.
Sinel, who had been enjoying the melon shaved ice hard, took a break for a while because of the tingling feeling in her head.
"It's delicious."
Sinel thought that he and Spinel had similar tastes.
If you were to bring her to this place, surely Spinel, who ate shaved ice, would also like it.
Sinel thought about Spinel for a moment, then shook his head and denied it again.
If you think about it, it is a spinel who lives a more leisurely life than herself.
Perhaps Spinel did not know that he had already consumed all of the shaved ice here.
Either way, it was just a dream that couldn't come true right now.
"Are you going to keep your promise?"
The ideals pursued by Spinel and Sinel today are different.
Nevertheless, he firmly believed that only one promise would come true.
A promise I made with my one and only family when I was a child.
Even if they became distant for a while, they wouldn't give up on that much.
Sinel, who briefly recalled the memories of the past, picked up the spoon again when the pain that shook her head subsided.
"I have to think about it after I finish eating."
square, square. The spoon digging into the ice moved busily.
At first, it was quite a pile of melon shaved ice, but even so, he could not completely overcome Sinel's spoon attack.
The amount of melon shaved ice, which seemed like a mountain, was only about two-thirds left.
burrr.
Perhaps it was because he ate in a hurry, and Sinel, who had a cold head once more, put a spoon in his mouth and trembled for a moment.
Melon shaved ice. She was a delicious but very dangerous dessert.
As his body shivered from the chill subsided, Sinel took the spoon in his hand.
"...?"
However, Sinel could not immediately touch the shaved ice.
Smoke was rising from the distant building beyond the reflection of the shop window.
It was clear that something had happened.
Judging by the scale of the spreading dust, it seemed unusual.
"It looks like a terrorist has appeared in the tower."
"The tower was attacked?"
"okay! The smoke over there now is proof of that!"
As she looked out the window, Sinel heard the stories around her.
tower. and terrorists.
Sinel's ears focused on the story he had heard somewhere.
Unfortunately, no more useful stories were heard.
At least it seemed certain that there were criminals nearby.
In a case of that scale, a wanted criminal with a large bounty might be present at the scene.
"… … I'll have to go back once I've eaten it all."
I didn't know if I was going to make a huge amount of credit.
If that happens, I thought it would be okay to buy a present for the boss who is being taken care of.
Then what do you buy with the money left over?
As she unfolded a happy imagination in her head, Sinel scooped out a lot of melon shaved ice and put it in her mouth.
EP.59 Mission (5)
The entrance to the tower with shouts and screams.
There, forces of all kinds were mixed and fighting.
One troll with a heavy build.
A team of mercenaries fighting with me wearing broken equipment.
There are several wizards who use flashy magic and support firepower.
Even masked monsters that appear intermittently and shoot.
And the most striking among them was a man wielding a blue sword.
"It's the sword spirit of the secondary beat."
- "You're running wild."
I quietly agreed to Spinel's words as I watched it.
Blademaster - Darren Belts.
He is a man who is considered to be the best power of the secondary beat.
It is said that there is nothing that cannot be cut with his sword imbued with magic, as he uses a sword as his main weapon to live up to his nickname as a swordsman.
It seems that the rumors about Darren were not completely false.
Darren's sword shone with a sharp light cut off one of the arms of the troll-turned-transformer.
"ね… … !"
The troll, groaning in pain, retreated back, and the ghost corps that was waiting nearby opened fire.
However, bullets flying from all directions did not cause effective damage to the sword spirit.
Kaang! Kang!
The sharp blade of the sword spirit swung to block a considerable amount of bullets.
Occasionally, there were attacks that broke through the sword's shield, but even that did not reach the swordsman.
For a moment, the blue light that covered the sword spirit's body blocked the shooting.
"… … Isn't that magic too deceitful?"
- "It is a magic that consumes that much."
"Oh, is that so?"
Relatively strong physical force or magic that accompanies magical phenomena has a narrow range and consumes a lot of magic power.
Such is the case with the Blink and sword spirit magic used by Usher.
On the other hand, in the case of the telepathy I use, it is a temporary phenomenon, and the consumption value is not large, so I was less concerned about magic.
Just because it's a powerful magic, it's not to say that it can't be abused indefinitely.
So, most of them decided to use their own methods for magic, and they were on the side trying to save magic.
Of course, there are some exceptions, such as the Ghost Corps and the Runaway Tank.
- "I'm not joking. That magic consumes more magic power the more it is hit."
"That's right."
- "Just in time, the Transformers have returned to battle. Let's get ready soon."
The troll, whose arm had been regenerated, rushed at him again.
strength and regenerative power. A troll who has both.
As long as the Ghost Corps is backing him up, the first floor will not be greatly pushed.
It was our job to escape the noisy entrance and break into the 12th floor with great intelligence.
nod. Spinel moved his head and tapped me on the back.
A faint smile crept over Spinel's lips, hiding under the hood.
"Hold on a second."
- "What are you going to put up with?"
"It will be very dizzy."
The moment I had doubts about Spinel's words.
I felt that the landscape I was seeing was turned upside down in an instant.
Whirick. blackout for a short period of time.
Immediately after that, the lost consciousness returned to its original state.
As everything shuffled, turned, and swayed, I finally realized what had happened.
- "… … I'm not crazy."
"This is the least magical."
Spinel, who was leisurely flying next to me, answered.
Instead of continuously using magic to lift me up, I used it powerfully with a single shot and threw it into the air.
After that, though, I did a little tweaking.
Of course, her story of being efficient wouldn't be completely false.
However, the problem was that he had to fully bear the side effects.
Nausea rises from the stomach where the contents are mixed.
After forcing myself to endure it, I cleared my distorted vision and looked at the target.
after. Taking a short sigh, I stepped through the broken window on the 12th floor.
Perhaps it was the aftermath of the intense flight, it seemed that his gait was a little off.
- "It was not an experience I wanted to do again."
"It will be fine when you go down."
- "by the way… It's more miserable than I thought."
The 12th floor of the tower where Serena's office is located.
The first place I met was almost a mess.
From the reinforcing bars that went down through the stairs, to the office that was torn apart by breaking furniture.
The office, littered with rubble and casualties, was a landscape worthy of being called a hello.
"There are living guys. Shall we finish?"
Some of the staff of the tower on the 12th floor were covered in rubble and gasping for breath.
They were located near the window and suffered relatively large damage.
Judging by the condition, it did not look like it would last long even if left alone.
There's no need for a spinel to deal with it.
There's no reason to kill needlessly right now.
- "It's a life to die anyway. Save as much magic power as possible."
"why? Aren't you sure it's good too?"
- "The opponent is a great intelligence. It would be good to go into the best possible condition."
"okay."
It wasn't empty words.
She made a barrier large enough to cover the entire building.
No matter what kind of dangerous magic Serena used in front of this, it wouldn't be strange.
I ignored the seriously injured people around me and kept walking forward.
It seems that the wounded didn't even have time to worry about us, and they just let out a desperate moan.
Occasionally, I saw someone raising their weapon, but they all fell down with the gunshots I had created.
"It hurts my ears to hear."
- "Isn't that what you made?"
"That's right, though."
As we got out of the hell road mixed with people and debris, a straight corridor appeared in front of us.
In the long hallway, part of the wall was crumbling.
As I walked forward and looked at the wall, it was not difficult to see what facilities existed beyond it.
One is a room full of documents.
The other is a room with stylish facilities.
Another one is a room with broken tools.
The more we passed through each room, the closer we got to the end of the hallway.
And the appearance of one of the rooms facing that was quite shocking.
- "It's disgusting."
It is full of people in a dry and twisted state.
Judging from his physique, he looked like a child at best.
If only these children were not gathered at the tower, it would have been changed like this by some craftsmanship.
The culprit is probably the leader of the horse tower who lives on the 12th floor.
I remember reading at least a short text.
About the way the great intellect lives life.
"… … It looks terrible."
Since living in the name of Percival, he has faced many bloodsheds.
It didn't look like much to me, either.
The wise man of the city respected by all is doing this.
The people who followed her were just ridiculous.
- "Is there anything terrible in your eyes?"
"At least I tend to send it out neatly."
- "You are so merciful."
"If you know, it would be better to serve you well."
Well, neither you nor Spinel are in a position to blame anyone.
Aren't they the ones who compromised with morals for their own reasons?
They simply spit out their feelings or words to each other about the terrible sight.
Who dares to admonish a great sage?
eating. Raising the corners of his mouth at Spinel's joke, he continued walking forward.
But as soon as he felt someone's presence, he had no choice but to stop again.
"… … Enemy!"
"Shoot!"
bang. bang. bang. Taang-!
Gunshots rang out one after another, and gunshots passed right next to them.
There were armed guards waiting over the corner.
They looked like bodyguards deployed for the purpose of protecting great intelligence.
I was completely clinging to the wall, avoiding the fire.
- "Were there guys waiting for you?"
"Still, it's only a few days left, so it seems that there are people protecting it."
- "It would be better to clean up and go."
I can't deal with that many people alone.
Of course it was Spinel's job.
I glanced at her as if it was natural without saying anything.
Perhaps Spinel was planning to leave from here, so he took out a blade from the case and scattered it in the air.
The blades that left her hand defied gravity and floated in the air.
"[levitation]."
The blades hovering by magic flashed in the moonlight.
She looked at the blades revolving around her, and then waved her hand to let them go.
In line with Spinel's command, the blades were shot straight into the enemy camp.
Shortly after a single storm of blades moved, the spinel began to move leisurely over the corner.
"Cuckoo!"
"Break, Kreuk… … !"
"Ugh… … !"
Sha Shak, Sha Sha Shak—.
The scattering blades were all at once lodged in the body of the bodyguards.
A group was silent with the ensuing flurries.
The hallway, swept by the blade's storm, was filled with blood.
Despite this, the spinel's feet, walking through the horrific scene, were left untouched.
As she walked alone in the air, there was no need to step on bloodstains.
Skyscraper Wizard, Spinel Clover Bloom.
This was the power possessed by the Archmage, a part of the Order.
EP.60 Mission (6)
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